It's still a mystery to me how this all got started. I went over to my sister's house for a barbeque and she had a lot of people over. Somehow, I got stuck at a table with about seven little girls. I say little, but they weren't really that little. Their ages looked to range from about twelve to about fourteen. At twenty six, I find girls that age difficult to talk to, but they had no problem talking to me and among themselves. They were going to a parade later and my sister. Sherrie, begged me to go along. I've seen a parade and this one would be like all the others so I didn't want to waste my afternoon. My sister's pleading caused a round of begging from the girls too. One of them, a little black girl named Latisha came around and put her arms around my neck.
"Please come, Grayson; it would be so cool if you were there."
My niece, Rachel, is best friends with Latisha and she came around and hugged me on the other side, adding her hug and "please" to the rising chorus. I was a little embarrassed at all this fuss so I agreed.
"I think a couple of girls have a crush," my sister kidded me. "Thanks Gray, just be nice to them. It won't hurt you."
The party wound down and people were getting ready to leave. The parade would start soon so I went out to the car. Rachael and Latisha followed me. "Can we ride with you, Uncle Grayson," Rachael asked.
"There are only two seats in my car," I told her. "Since I'm going to be sitting in one driving; that leaves only one."
"Rachael and I can share," Latisha said. "The seatbelt will go around both of us."
That was ok with me, so we got in. "You have a very cool car, Uncle Grayson," Rachael told me. "You're the only person I know that drives a Corvette. Don't you just love it Tisha?"
"I'd love to drive it," she said.
My sister lives way up in the hills outside Tucson and we were on a long winding backroad leading down the mountain. I pulled over and told Latisha she could slide over and drive if she wanted. I spread my legs and she slid between them, leaning back against me. She pushed in the clutch and I put my hand over hers, showing her where first gear was. She popped the clutch and the tires squalled as we lurched out onto the road. They were both giggling hysterically and we continued at a very uneven pace as she got used to the throttle.
"This is a lot harder than driving games," she said. "I just go fast and crash into things." She looked up at me and gave me a big smile.
"Watch the road, Tisha, or you're going to kill us all," I laughed. "Don't crash my car into things."
She turned her attention back to driving and I just enjoyed the moment, watching two little girls having a blast. Tisha's warm little body against mine made me feel a little strange. Her firm little butt was pressing against my crotch and to my horror my cock started to rise with the friction. I think she felt it because she wiggled her little butt back into me more firmly and glanced back at me with a little smile.
Rachael wanted to drive too so they traded places. I definitely felt weird with my little fourteen year old niece's butt against an embarrassing bulge. She didn't seem to mind and even wrapped my arms around her so I could hold her in place. I could feel the sides of hard little tits pressing against my arms and it seemed like she was rubbing them against my arms deliberately. When we got to the highway, she slid back over with Tisha and I drove. I parked and we walked two blocks to the parade, two girls pressed up against me on either side with their arms around me.
We stood in the crowd and eventually Sherry found us. "Hey girls, did you have fun?" she asked.
"Uncle Grayson let us drive," she said. "It was off the hook."
"Grayson, what the hell?" Sherry asked.
"Hey, it was only on your road and they sat on my lap so I could help them if I needed to," I said.
"Well, I guess that's ok," she seemed pacified.
I looked down at Rachael. "Sorry," she mouthed.
I squeezed her to let her know it was ok. Tisha had moved up in front of me. I was leaning against a light pole and she leaned back against me. I put one arm around her and the other around Rachael to my left. The parade was interminable and they leaned against me more and more. There was a crowd all around us and Sherry got pushed away about ten feet or so. I felt Tisha's little hand come up and take hold of mine. Gradually she pulled it down, very slowly using it to rub over her neck and upper chest. It began to move dangerously close to one little breast and I whispered in her ear.
"Tisha, there are people all around us. Stop, baby."
She pulled my hand quickly down, rubbing it across one of those hard little mounds and wrapping my arm around her stomach. She sighed and pushed her butt back into me, watching the parade contentedly.
Rachael was getting comfortable too. She had turned to face me a little and I could feel one of her tiny little boobs against my side. I could have sworn I could feel one hard little nipple poking into me and she moved it up and down my ribs slowly.
These girls were definitely something I hadn't expected. They seemed as horny as a cat in heat! I didn't know girls their age did things like that and it felt wickedly exciting. My cock was throbbing against Tish's ass and she moved slowly and almost imperceptibly against me.
The parade was over and Sherry asked me if I would give Latisha a ride home. Rachael was very disappointed that she couldn't come. There were tears in her eyes and I hugged her.
"How about I come and pick you up tomorrow and we'll go on a picnic out in the desert," I asked.
"Really? Mom, can I go?" she asked.
"Is your homework done for the weekend?" Sherry asked.
"No, but I'll get it done tonight," she said.
"Yes, you can go if it's done before Gray gets to our house," she said. She kissed my cheek. "Thanks, Gray," she said. "She worships you," she whispered. "You made her weekend."
Tisha put her arm around me and I draped mine over her shoulder on the way back to the car.
When we got in she sat with her hand on my thigh as we drove. "Grayson, could you show me where you live?" she asked. "Rachael says you have a really cool place."
"Isn't your mother expecting you?" I asked.
"No, she's got a date," she told me. "I was going to be by myself until late anyway. Mom isn't the most ... attentive person. She does a lot of drugs, Grayson. She sleeps with a lot of guys to get the drugs. Most of the time she doesn't even know I'm around."
"I'm sorry, Tisha; I didn't know," I told her.
"I'm ok," she said. "Anyway, I can go with you."
I didn't know where this was going so I just played along. I felt really bad for her and it seemed like she was happy to just hang with me. I took her to my house. I live out in the desert about 10 miles. My uncle Richard passed away a few years ago and left me everything. We were really close and I had moved in with him and took care of him while he was sick. He was a big shot at Lear before they sold out to Bombardier and when the stock shot up he got out. He had built a big adobe house out east of town and it was pretty cool. Tisha was impressed when we got out. I showed her around and asked her if she wanted to eat supper with me. She nearly danced with joy at the idea so I got the grill going. I grilled chicken breasts while I sautéed onions, peppers and mushrooms on the burner beside the grill. We baked potatoes in the microwave and I melted cheese over the chicken and vegetables. She ate every scrap and I got her a coke to drink while we sat by the pool.
"Can we go swimming?" she asked.
"You don't have anything to swim in," I told her.
"I don't care if you don't," she said, looking down and blushing.
"It's fine with me," I told her. "There's a problem though, Tisha."
"What?" she asked.
"How old are you?"
"I'm fourteen," she said.
"That's the problem," I told her. "If anyone ever found out I was letting a fourteen year old swim naked in my pool I'd be in a lot of trouble. I'd probably go to jail and my life would be ruined."
"What if we made a video and I said it was my idea. I wanted to do it and you didn't want me to?"
"It wouldn't matter. The age of consent isn't fourteen. People don't think you're old enough to make decisions like that. It's the law."
"I don't care," she said. "I'll never tell anyone, Grayson. Rachael would hate me if I let anything happen to you. You're her favorite person in the world. She really likes you. I think if she was here she would want to swim naked too."
My resolve was wavering. "Are you sure, Tisha? I mean you can't tell anyone! Not your mom, not your boyfriend; not even Rachael."
"I'm going to tell Rachael," she said. "We don't keep secrets. She'd think it was hot! She wouldn't tell anyone either. If I tell her, she'll want to do it to. Don't you think she's pretty, Grayson?"
"I think she's gorgeous, but this sounds like a bad idea to me, Tisha."
"Will you let me do it if I suck your cock?" she asked.
"Jesus Christ, Tisha. You're fourteen! What do you know about sucking cocks?"
"I don't know anything," she said. "I want to though. Can I?"
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