Part 1: the-little-minx-ch-01 or My Niece, the Minx Pt. 01 (two editions floating out there)
The next morning I was awake and ready to do my morning yoga routine at 7 am. My mind was still spinning from the night before. Did it happen? Did I let my wife's young 18-year-old niece jerk me off at the table? God, what a monster I am! I even did it in front of my wife Sam and Michelle's mother Monica. We could have easily been caught. What would have happened?
"Sid, is Michelle JERKING YOU OFF!" My wife would have burst out. Shame filled me.
Despite that, my cock was hard in the morning when I woke up. I had been dreaming of Michelle. I had been dreaming of all the things I wanted to do to her tight teen body. Even when my wife rolled over and tried to snuggle with me, all I could think about was Michelle.
I entered the living room to do yoga, and sitting on the couch waiting for me was Michelle. She was wearing tight short shorts and a loose white-pink top. Her ass was high in the air as she pressed into a downward-facing dog pose. Her shorts were pulled tight along her ass crack displaying her well-toned butt. I could easily see her butt cheeks outlined by the way the shorts ran tightly into her folds. My eyes went wide and my mouth salivated.
"Morning, Uncle Sid," Michelle said smirking up at me between her legs. She gave her butt a little shake. "How does my downward dog look to you?"
"It looks...good," I said glancing around to see if Sam or Monica were about, but I think they were both still sleeping.
"Really? I think I could use some adjustment from an expert like you," Michelle said smiling.
"Oh, I don't think that's a great idea."
"What! Why not?" She asked in mock anger came down on her knees and spun around to face me in a seated fold.
Her arms crossed under her C cups causing them to press upwards out of her white tank top for more of my viewing pleasure. Michelle noticed where my eyes were.
"Well...". I started.
"What you got your handjob last night and now you're going to stop playing with me?"
"Shhh! No..." I quickly whispered.
"Because I don't want to feel used or anything."
I glanced around and lowered my voice.
"Michelle," I hissed. "This can't be a thing!"
"Why not?"
"Because I'm your uncle and you're my niece."
She rolled her eyes at this.
"You seemed to enjoy it last night."
"It was completely inappropriate," I stammered.
"And that's why it was so hot," she smiled.
"Look we shouldn't even be talking about this. Can't we have a reset," I said in a hushed voice.
"I don't think so."
"What!" I sputtered.
"I think it's fun to sneak around under my mom and aunt Sam's noses. It's so naughty!"
"This isn't a game, Michelle. This is my life," I said starting to get hot with anger.
"But it is a game. You let it happen last night. You could have stopped it, but you didn't because you liked my hand wrapped around your cock," Michelle said with her eyes narrowing.
She sat there arms still folded under her breasts and her taught stomach revealed below the shirt line.
"Don't you want to see where this could go with us? Aren't you curious about how my young body would feel in your arms? Or my perky tits would feel in your mouth. Or how..."
"STOP!" I whispered furiously cutting her off.
"Michelle you're a beautiful girl, but you're my niece."
"And who said a niece can't suck her uncle's cock?" She asked seductively.
"This can't be a thing!"
"Oh, but it will be. And you better play along or I might tell my mom," Michelle said sternly.
Then a wicked smile fell over her face. I stood there in disbelief trying to figure out how I was going to deal with this. Michelle dropped on her hands and knees giving me a perfect view down her cleavage where I could see her smooth breasts bouncing around as she crawled towards me. I could just make out her pink nipples in the shirt. I backed up as she came towards me until I bumped into the kitchen island separating the two rooms. Michelle came to a stop right under me with her face in my crotch.
"Michelle! Back up!" I said urgently.
"Shhhh, Uncle Sid. You don't want to wake anyone up do you?" She responded smiling at me as she licked her glossy lips.
Her hands slowly traveled up my legs until her fingers reached the top of my pants. She curled her fingers and slowly started to pull my pants down. I grabbed her wrist to stop her.
Shaking her head at me she whispered, "Don't make a scene now."
She smiled slyly at me as I released my grip on her wrists and her fingers yanked my pants and underwear down. My semi-rigid dick popped out a few inches from Michelle's face. Her eyes glued on it and both hands came to grip it.
"Mhhh, even bigger than it felt," she purred.
Her hands wrapped around my growing cock and began to slowly pump it. One hand dropped to my balls and squeezed my sack.
"Shall we see if it tastes as good as it looks?" She asked.
She lifted my dick and stuck out her pink tongue to lick the bottom of my shaft. Her eyes shot up to mine as she slowly began to lap her tongue up my shaft.