Watersports with My Niece

There was no doubt that my niece, Emma, was an early developer. Since early teen years, she had been uncomfortable to be around, her breasts had filled out her little cotton tops like those of a grown woman, her hips rounded nicely, everything about her screamed "Lolita."

When her dad called to tell us that they were passing through, my wife, Stephanie, immediately offered them our home for however long they could stay. So mid-June the family showed up at our place. Her dad, Ralph, was my cousin, my Uncle Jack's kid, so we were all really just cousins, but we considered his 4 girls nieces anyway. They were all cute kids, but Emma was exceptional in all respects; physically, athletically, academically... She was starting college in the fall, on a soccer scholarship.

So they showed up one Thursday morning, all cheerful and bouncy, and came rolling into the house chattering and laughing. I had to feel for Ralph, shit, 5 females in a car for 4 hours? But he seemed to put up with the drama better than I could have.

His wife, Susie, was cute. She had short red hair, and a plump rear, but was balanced out with a nice pair of full natural D cups, which she loved to show off. Lots of times she'd come off the beach, and just pull her bikini top out of her t-shirt, letting them hang in the light cotton, sometimes wet enough to show her nipples. Her daughters never seemed to notice, but all of the men in the area would, of course.

All of the girls, had dark blond hair and brown eyes. Real cute kids, and then here comes Emma.

Holy shit, a 19-year-old just can't be that attractive! She looked like she was here for a model shoot, her makeup subtle but flattering, a pair of short cut-off jeans, a camisole type silky top with spaghetti straps baring almost all of her smooth tan shoulders. Thank god her mom made her wear a bra, though the little nipples made a noticeable shadow on the top.

Hugs all around, and of course Emma was the last. I couldn't tell if she was just so innocent that she didn't have a clue what effect she had on men, or was practicing her control over the opposite sex. She hugged full on, breasts crushed against my chest, and gave me a quick kiss on the lips. Nobody seemed to notice anything about that, except a little part of me that stood up and paid attention.

"Can we go out to the lake, Uncle Mike?" Their parents tried to calm them down, but we were ready to get going anyway, so they all ran upstairs, all 4 of them talking at once, to drop their backpacks and change.

The adults did the usual greet and hug, then started getting our shit together for a day in the sun. Sunscreen, drinks, snacks, towels. All routine for us.

An hour later we were on the beach at the lake. Cold beers, lots of people just enjoying a perfect day in the sun. The kids ran around, playing in the water, then the girls ran up asking if they could ride my neighbor's jet ski. Ralph and Susie didn't really respond, just looked to me, so I asked, "What's in it for me?"

As soon as the words were out of my mouth, I thought better of saying it, because a sly smile spread across Emma's perfect lips. Luckily the rest of the group didn't seem to notice, because they were all excited, and grabbing me a beer and a bag of chips. But Emma just stood and smiled that smile, her arms crossed below her soft round breasts, enhancing the cleavage. She looked over her sunglasses at me, then turned and bent over to drop her jean shorts, revealing a white bikini bottom, and a perfect heart shaped ass filling it out.

She turned to make sure that I was paying attention, and, even behind my shades, there was no hiding the fact that I was. Her smile widened, and I walked away to get the jet ski before my body betrayed me.

One by one I took the girls out for a ride. They loved it when we scooted across the lake at high speed, and even more when I did tight turns, backsliding and accelerating. I jumped a couple of boat wakes, and you could hear their squeals back on the beach.

Then came Emma's turn. "Hang on a second, Uncle Mike." She walked into the lake and crouched down a little, water up to her top. Sat there motionless for a couple of seconds, then smiled, "I'm peeing!" The smile never left her, her eyes never left mine as she peed through her bikini and into my libido.

Like I said, I could never tell if she was teasing me with her seductive manner, or just innocently unaware. She stood up like a movie star, walked out of the lake with water and, I guess, a little pee, dripping off of her. Her white bikini bottoms were not transparent, but I could make out a dark bush filling them nicely. Climbing on, she wrapped her arms around my chest, and accidentally?? pinched one of my nipples. I reached for her wrists, and slid them down, telling her to hold me around the waist so she wouldn't pull me off balance.

She held on much tighter than the other girls had, and her breasts crushed against my back. Luckily Stephanie stopped us, and handed her a ski vest, so now her tits wouldn't be all over my back. I was feeling a little blood flow already, and didn't want my bathing suit to give me away.

Her fingers played lightly against my stomach, then she turned to wave at the camera. Her other hand dropped into my lap, and she turned back to me, softly telling me, "I always remember how you seemed to like watching me when I pee. Did you like watching me?" My cock lurched against her limp hand, and I quickly grabbed it to place it around my waist again, then accelerated away to try to escape the situation.

We tore around the lake, racing other skis and jumping wakes. She held tight, and seemed to love it, laughing and occasionally screaming in delight. I lost the train of thought I'd been battling, and just enjoyed having fun on the water. Until we slowed and turned towards the beach.

Emma unbuckled her vest, letting it hang on her shoulders. I felt her breasts graze my back, as she turned to look around. She pulled herself up tight to my back, and they felt so amazing, soft and warm against me. "Thanks, Mike," she said sweetly into my ear. "You're the best uncle ever."

That was sweet, but then it took a turn to sultry. She kissed my ear, wetly, and then kissed down my neck. Her lips soft against my skin, her tongue made a circle on me. Then she lightly nipped me with her teeth. I shivered in pleasure, but warned her, "Careful honey, you can't leave marks on your uncle, you aunt might kill me.

She laughed delightedly, then pulled close again. "I know how I can make it up to you." A second later she announced in a little girl sing-song, "I gotta peeeee."

By now my cock was so hard it was up against my stomach, under my life vest. "Ok, just wait a second, you can drop off by the beach."

Her tone turned a teasing whiny tone. "But I gotta pee reeeal baad."

"Just slip off here, and hang on to the ski, it'll be fine."

She pulled tight against me, molding to my body. Pulled even tighter, and I could feel her crotch against me. Then I felt it, wet and hot against my ass, soaking into my bathing suit. "Ooops, looks like I didn't quite make it Uncle Mikey," she whispered into my ear, then swirled her tongue inside it. I almost passed out. "Does it feel good? Doesn't my pee feel nice and warm?" The flow continued, flooding between us.

I turned my head to her, glad that our relatives on the beach weren't quite close enough to see us around the bend. Before I could answer, before I could even decide what my answer was, she kissed me. Sitting there in a puddle of her urine, my cock pulsing with every heartbeat, she slipped her tongue into my mouth, her swollen lips slipping across mine.

God help me, I had no defense. She owned me, and she knew it. How could a 19-year-old girl dominate me so easily?

Now her hand slid inside my vest, searching for the evidence in my suit. The head had pushed up beyond my waistband, and her fingers found it. "Emma, stop," I tried. I pulled her hand away, but the other hand replaced it immediately. The fingers danced across the tip, one fingertip worrying the slit on the end. It felt slippery, must be oozing lubrication. She smeared it over the head, and began to run her fingers down, pulling my suit out with the other hand, working inside. Her fingers surrounding my cock from above, running down until the tip met her palm, then swirling them back up. Her other hand squeezed low on my shaft, making the head even more engorged with blood. I lurched in ecstasy, and she licked my ear again, telling me, "go ahead uncle Mikey, it's ok, you can come on my fingers. I peed on you, so you can come on me."

Exploded is the only word that can describe the orgasm she gave me. Sitting there on the lake, our families just out of range, my cum blasted against her palm, dribbling down her fingers, dripping off. She kept caressing me, so lightly, now lubed with my own semen. The orgasm just kept firing through my body, through my mind. This was so wrong, so bad, so fucking amazing. Better than any pussy, any mouth, any ass I'd ever felt. My niece's hand was the ultimate mind fuck.

She giggled as I shuddered through my orgasm. "Oooh, look at all that cum! Is it ok if I taste it a little?" Her hand came up and I turned to watch her lick the creamy mess from her fingers. Her fat lips glossy with the remnants. "I know you want to kiss me now, don't you?"

Her lips parted, and she stuck her tongue out, just a bit. There was a small puddle of cum on it, and she let it dribble out over her chin, then slurped most of it back in and made a big show of swallowing it. "YUMMY!"

"You've got some of it on your face," I told her, and she leaned in, "Well, I guess you'll have to clean me up then." I eagerly licked my cream from her chin, then her tongue snaked inside me and she sucked it all out. "Oops, I think I dribbled a little," she told me, looking down at her chest. Unknown to me, she'd pulled her bikini top down, and both of her titties hung there, and when I say they were perfect, I mean perfect. Round, soft, and smooth as marble. Creamy white contrasted with her deeply tanned body. Her nipples were tiny, like pencil erasers, and bright pink. They pointed up just a little, towards my mouth.

I didn't see any remnants of cum on them, but her invitation was clear. I leaned down and sucked a nipple deep into my mouth, swirling my tongue around and around. Soaking her smooth skin in saliva. Then took a breath and headed over to the other. I glanced up to see her smile gone, her mouth hung open, eyes closed. A little drool of cum hung from her swollen lower lip. Back in, I gave the other breast the same treatment. She shivered a little, obviously enjoying my ministrations. I gave her a lick to clean the cum off of her lip, then a kiss.

"I think a little might have dripped down on your pussy, Emma." Her eyes flew open, her expression almost alarmed. I guess my boldness was a little unexpected. "I don't think I can get it until later, honey, but I promise I'll lick it nice and clean for you when we get back. Are you ready to go yet, or maybe do you need to go pee again?" I asked hopefully.

The smile returned, her eyes narrowed a little, and looked unfocused. Then her pussy gave me a little more of her warmth, spreading over the seat, under me and surrounding my balls. I dropped my hand to my crotch, and tried to scoop a little up, bringing it to my face. I took a little sniff, a faint vinegar odor. Then, as her eyes widened in surprise, sucked it into my mouth. "Mmm. Honey, anything that comes out of your pussy is a treat."

She giggled, and said, "You know, Uncle Mike, nobody has ever seen my coochie. Mommy says I'm not allowed to show it to boys. I only give handies once in a while to keep them from getting out of control with me."

I leaned in close to her, almost nose to nose. I could still smell my cum on her breath. "Baby girl, I'm not a boy, and I'm going to make you pussy feel so wonderful, just like you made my cock feel. I have so much to teach you, and we're going to do so many things."

Emma looked a little apprehensive, a little scared, but she said, "It's ok, Uncle Mike, I trust you. I don't know if I want full on sex yet, but I trust you."

"Ok, Emma, don't worry, I'm going to take it slow. Now put your titties away, and turn back into my little niece, we need to head back in." I started up the jetski , watched her pull up her bikini. She grinned, and pulled back away from me, then pulled her bikini bottom to the side to flash her pubic mat at me. Thick and brown, my cock jumped. "That's enough," I told her, "I can't go back to your mom and dad, and my wife with a hard-on, can I?"

"Oh, I'm sorry Uncle Mike, I wasn't trying to make your penis hard," she sang. "I just really had to pee!"