Three Girls at a Barbecue

by blackrandl1958

Caution: This Incest Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa, Ma/ft, ft/ft, Fa/ft, Consensual, BiSexual, Heterosexual, Fiction, Incest, Mother, Brother, Sister, Daughter, Uncle, Niece, Interracial, First, Oral Sex, .

Desc: Incest Sex Story: His niece and her best friend start their seduction at a backyard barbecue. His sister gets involved.

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?"

She didn't wait for me to answer. She pulled her top over her head and those beautiful little tits popped into view. She didn't have a lot going on up there, but there were these little caramel colored cones that matched the color of the rest of her skin. She had milk chocolate areolas and dark chocolate, hard tiny nipples on the end of each little cone. I had never dreamed a fourteen year old could look so sexy. She pushed her jeans and panties down and she was deliciously bare in front of me. She stood, hip shot with her hand on one hip bone, and let me look.

She was flawless; very slender but decidedly feminine. Her waist was tiny and her hips were developing quite a flare to them. She had great muscle tone and it was easy to see that she was quite an athlete. Her little pussy was as bare as a baby and I wondered if she shaved or just didn't have pubic hair yet. She shaved, I later found out.

"Do you like me?" she asked.

"My God, Tisha; you're beautiful," I told her.

"Look up here," she pointed to her face. "I know my body looks good. Do you think I have a pretty face?"

I beckoned and she came close. I looked at her closely. She was very light skinned for a black girl and she had green eyes. There was a little dusting of freckles over her cute little nose and her lips were perfect. Her ears stuck out a little but they were tiny and cute.

"Tisha, is one of your parents or grandparents white?" I asked her.

"Yes, my dad was white," she said. "I never met him but that's what Mom said. I think that's where the green eyes come from."

"I think it is," I told her. "You have a beautiful face, Tisha. When you're twenty five you're going to be one of the most beautiful and exotic women in the world. You have the kind of looks that belong on magazine covers. If you stay away from the kinds of things your mom is involved in, you've got the package to be a star."

"Thanks," she said. "So you think I'm pretty enough that you might want to be with me?"

"You're out of my league," I told her. "You should be asking yourself if famous people are good looking enough to be with you."

"Wow," she said. "That's the nicest thing anyone ever said to me. You're going to be famous though, Grayson. You're playing professional baseball. I know you're going to be great at it."

"Sure," I told her. "I'm second string catcher for a double A minor league team."

"Yes, but you just started. So when you're famous, do you think you'll remember me?"

"I'll always remember you," I told her. "God, I've got a naked, gorgeous fourteen year old in my backyard. I think I'll remember that."

"I'm going to make you remember me," she said. "I'm going to suck your cock now."

"No, Tisha; don't do that. You don't have to do that. Let's just go swimming," I said.

"Ok," she agreed, "but I'm going to do it later then. Take off your clothes, Grayson."

"Unlike a little naked girl, I have trunks," I told her.

"That's not fair," she protested. "I'm naked and you have to be naked too."

She grabbed my shirt and I let her pull it up over my head. She had to stand on tip toes to get it off and then she untied my shorts and pulled them down. My cock was half erect and she gasped when she saw it.

"Jesus, Grayson; you have a huge dick."

"How would you know?" I teased her.

"I've seen a lot of them," she said. "Mom is always giving some guy a blow job in the living room or the bathroom when I come home. I've never seen a white one though. I thought white guys were supposed to have little dicks."

"It's a vicious rumor spread by envious black guys," I told her.

She laughed. "Well, I guess everything you hear isn't true. I don't know if I'll be able to suck you very good though. It may be bigger than my mouth!"

"Damn, Tisha; you're like a dog with a bone," I told her.

"No, I'm a girl that wants a cock," she said. "Let's swim."

She turned to walk to the pool and I almost came without touching myself. She had the most fantastic ass I've ever seen in my life. It was perfectly round and jutted out like some artist's dream. It was one of those black girl sprinter's asses that only the elite athletes have. It made me want to get my hands on it so bad that I was going crazy. This little girl had something going on that few people ever see. That caramel skin, those breasts that were obviously just getting started, her long slender legs, those amazing eyes and most of all, that butt! It was incredible to me that she was here in my backyard. I swear, people are going to be falling all over themselves to get her autograph someday.

She dived into the pool and that sleek little brown body cut through the water like a knife. She had a very good freestyle stroke and she swam laps for fifteen minutes, the sight of her flashing up to make the turn at the end of the pool would gain millions of spectators for Olympic swimming if they made her their poster girl. The play of her muscles across her back and in her legs as she cut through the water was beauty in motion. I swam alongside for a while but she was faster than me at lap speed. I got out and sat on the side, just watching her.

When she was done with her laps she sank to the bottom and I saw her push off and come knifing toward me, coming up between my legs and swiping the water from her eyes. She slicked back her mop of curls and looked up at me with those amazing emerald eyes.

"You're a very good swimmer, Tisha," I told her. "Are you on the team at school?"

"No, they don't have a middle school team," she said. "I'm in the eighth grade and I'll try out next year. They aren't very good. I swim in a club. I'll probably keep that up. I don't want to get one of those Olympic swimmer bodies though. Their shoulders and backs look like men."

"I know what you mean," I said. "You're perfect now, Tisha. You'd be quite a novelty though."

She laughed. "You mean on account of how black people can't swim?"

"I guess you can't believe everything you hear," I tossed her words back at her.

"Maybe we both learned something today," she giggled. "I'm ready for my next lesson, Grayson."

I reached my hands down and she took hold. I lifted her out of the water. She couldn't weigh more than a hundred pounds and probably not that much. I wrapped her naked body in my arms. She felt so small and sweet and my cock was instantly rock hard against her. Her equally hard nipples were poking me in the chest and it was an amazing, almost obscene feeling to be holding this young girl like that.

I picked her up like a baby and carried her to the hot tub. I got in and held my hand out for her. She took it and walked down the steps like a dancer, grace in every movement. When the water reached her thighs she winced and stopped.

"What's wrong," I asked her.

"It's burning me," she said.

"I'm in and it isn't burning me," I told her.

"It's too hot," she objected.

"Nonsense," I told her. "Haven't you ever been in a hot tub before?"

"Sure," she said. "They're all over the low income housing areas."

"I'm sorry, Tisha. I didn't mean to hurt your feelings," I said.

She laughed. "You didn't, I was just making a joke."

I grabbed her and pulled her in. She squeaked in alarm and tried to stand back up but I held her tightly on my lap and she relaxed after a few seconds. "Asshole," she said. "Why did you do that?"

"I wanted to," I told her. "I wanted to hold you like this. I petted her mop of curls and kissed her long, graceful neck. She shivered a little and I stroked silky caramel skin, holding her tightly. We played for maybe ten minutes and she announced that she was roasting. I sat her on the edge of the tub and turned to face her, between her thighs with her feet in the water.

There in front of my face was the most beautiful little pussy I have ever seen. It was as bald as an egg and as beautiful as a Michelangelo painting. Her outer lips were dusky and the caramel faded into the light pink of her labia. Her hand inched down to cover it and I took it in mine, kissed it and placed it firmly back behind her.

"Lean back, Tisha," I told her. "Let me love you a little."

I ran my hands over the smooth toned flesh of her thighs, marveling at the beautiful symmetry of her muscles. I pushed her legs farther apart and the tendons of her inner thighs became prominent. She shivered as I stroked her skin, letting my fingers deliberately run close to her pussy, stroking the silky skin around it but never quite touching. She gave a little sound of frustration and I moved my hand away and placed a kiss on the little pink lips. She jerked at the contact and gasped. I eased the tip of my tongue between the little pink lips and flicked them a few times. She immediately became very wet and a little trickle of her girl cum escaped to run down toward her little brown rosebud. I lapped it up and it tasted like honey to me. It was sweet and just a little tangy. She was all just clean, fresh girl and I couldn't get enough.

I pushed my tongue into that cute little entrance as far as it would go and tongue fucked her until she was writhing on the edge of the tub. When I lapped at the lips and moved up to find her little clit she began to tremble and make some serious moaning noises. I manipulated the little nub with the tip of my tongue and she went crazy. As I flipped it up and down and from side to side she blew up and tried to tear my hair out with her little hands.

"Fuck, Grayson," she called. "Oh God, what ... what ... what are you doing to me? Jesus Christ, Grayson, oh my God, oh my God, cuming; I'm cuming so hard! Oh, sweet Jesus; it's good Grayson, so good, so hot!"

I kept her at her peak until her writhing became motions of escape and then pulled her back into the tub to sit on my lap again as I held her little body tightly wrapped in my arms. She kissed me desperately and clung to me like she didn't ever want to let go.

"I've never cum like that before in my life, Grayson," she told me. "God, you made me feel good. I have a tremendous crush on you, did you know that? I've wanted to do something like this with you since I was twelve. I didn't know what to do then. I just want to be close to you. Do you like me, Grayson?"

"I way more than like you, Tisha," I told her. "I know you're very young and you probably aren't ready for romance, but I think I could fall in love with you."

"What makes you think I'm not ready for romance? Did I tell you that?" she asked. "You let me decide what I'm ready for. I would love to be your girlfriend. I know I can't let anyone know yet, but can I be your secret girlfriend?"

"Yes, baby; you can be my anything you want to be," I told her.

"Can I come over and spend a lot of time with you?" she asked. "I'm alone all the time at home. Either that or mom is there stoned out of her mind and she doesn't want me around much."

"You can spend as much time here as you want," I told her. "Spring training is going to start next month, but you can come here as much as you want even if I'm not here. I'll give you a key and you can just come and go when you please."

"I'm roasting again," she complained. "Let's get out and I'm going to blow you now."

"You don't have to do that, Tisha," I told her. She covered her ears. "I'm going to and I don't want to hear any more about it," she said. "I don't want to do it out here. Can we go in and take a shower. I feel kind of sticky. It feels different than at the pool in the park."

"I have a saltwater pool," I told her. "I don't like chlorine. It's a poison, and I don't have to use it because I don't let people that aren't clean swim in my pool. The salt is enough to kill algae."

"Cool," she said, "but I feel salty then."

I took her inside and we showered together. I couldn't keep my hands off that sexy little body and she seemed to feel the same way about me. She washed me all over, paying special attention to my cock. She lathered it up and washed away the soap leaving it squeaky clean. When she knelt in front of me with the water cascading down her it was a sight that could have made anyone hard. Her little pink tongue came out and flicked my cock head, making it jump and pulse in time with my heartbeat. She probed the slit on the end with her tongue and was rewarded when she pumped it with one little hand with a drop of clear pre-cum appearing. She touched it with her finger and tested its slickness. She seemed satisfied and licked off the drop.

"It's not bad," she said. "It's kind of salty, but not bad."

I was so excited that I knew I wouldn't last five minutes. "You've got me on the edge just looking at you," I told her. "I'm going to cum very quickly."

She nodded and slid the head inside the furnace of her mouth. The sight of her angelic little face, mouth stretched obscenely over the head of a huge cock was so erotic I moaned. She bobbed her head up and down, sliding over the upper four inches of my cock and she pumped what she couldn't get inside with her warm, wet little hands. She had evidently learned a lot by watching her mother and I could feel my balls draw up and the cum rise through my cock to explode into her hungry mouth. I don't think she was ready for the volume or the texture. She choked a little and I thought she might stop but she gulped as fast as she could, just pumping my shaft and holding the head in her mouth as she swallowed it down. A few globs of cum escaped the corner of her mouth and ran down over her chin. I felt like my soul was draining out the end of my cock. The pleasure and eroticism was so intense that I just kept pumping, never wanting this moment to end. This gorgeous little girl was giving me the best blowjob of my life. It was amazing that she could make me feel such agonizing pleasure. As much as I didn't want it to end, I was drained and her tongue swirling around my head quickly became too much to stand. I pulled her up so I could kiss her and I washed the cum off her chin.

We turned the water off and I dried her completely with a big towel. When she was dry I used the towel to dry myself and we went to find her clothes. She didn't bother with underwear, just pulling on her jeans and top. I got her another coke and took her home. Her apartment was dark and I walked her in. She clung to me and cried a little as I got ready to go.

"I had a great day, baby," I told her. "When can I see you again?"

"Well, you're taking Rachael on a picnic tomorrow," she said. "I may come over Monday after school if that would be ok."

"That's wonderful," I told her. "You can eat dinner with me."

"I think Rachael would like to do stuff with you like we did," she said. "Will you make her feel like you made me feel?"

"Are you ok with that?" I asked her.

"Yes, very ok," she said. "I love Rachael and we share everything. It was her idea for us to get together. She wanted me to see if I could get you to let me suck your cock. She wants to do it too, but she doesn't know how. You'll have to teach her. Make it good for her, Grayson. She's in love with you just like me."

"I don't know how I feel about that," I told her. "She's my niece for God's sake. She's even younger than you."

"I know, but she's been hot for you for a long time," she said. "You already did things with me that people would thing were shocking. She's a girl, just like me and you can make her feel good too. Quit thinking so much and just make love to her, ok?"

"I won't promise anything," I told her. "I would just as soon only be with you."

"You can be with me," she said. "How would you like to fuck two virgins at the same time?"

It blew my mind just thinking about it. I was as horny as hell again on the way home. I had trouble falling asleep that night. I felt some degree of guilt at the idea I had let an eighth grader suck my cock and ate her little pussy until she came all over me. Latisha seemed to be fine with it and I reminded myself that I hadn't started any of this. It really had been her idea. Of course, I hadn't put up much of a fight. She was just too sexy and I'm just always too horny. I'd have felt a lot worse if I had been the one to seduce her. I hadn't fucked her at least. I think she might have let me if I had pushed her but in my mind I had shown admirable restraint. I finally fell asleep and dreamed of little dark angels.

It was a beautiful morning when I woke up. I got up and worked out for two hours. I got everything ready for our picnic and caught up on some correspondence. At eleven I went to get Rachael. She came running out when I pulled up and jumped on me as soon as I got out.

Good morning, Uncle Grayson," she gave me a kiss on both cheeks. She looked adorable. She's a little blonde pixie of a girl. She really looks a lot like her mother did at that age. Her hair is so light colored it's almost white. A hint of gold is there to catch the sun and let you know it's natural and not out of a bottle. She's very dark; the result of hours in the Arizona sun. She had freckles dusted across a cute little button nose and those big cornflower blue eyes. I had never really thought about her as a sexual creature, but she's quite a bundle of girl, now that I looked at her. She had on red shorts and a blue top. It was a tiny little top, leaving her arms, shoulders and belly button bare. Sherri came out and kissed me too.

"Gray, I'm going to a spa thing this afternoon," she said. "Is it ok if Rachael stays with you tonight? I'll pick her up first thing in the morning."

"Better not come early," I told her. "We're going to have a big party and we'll probably have hangovers."

She punched me. "You better not," she said. "I remember what you were like in college."

"Yeah, you were the one having the big parties," I said. "You let your little brother drink at them and we both had hangovers in the morning."

"Rachael, you didn't hear that," Sherri laughed. "How about I come by about noon then?"

"Perfect," I said. "You ready, Rachael?"

She jumped in and I drove back to the house. I got out the four wheeler and loaded our picnic basket on the rack. She climbed on and I got on behind her. I wrapped my arms around her, squeezing her tightly and she drove. I directed her up the canyon and she was laughing with delight as her long white/blonde hair streamed back behind us in the wind. This early in the year there's still quite a bit of snow melting up on the mountain and the creek in the bottom of the canyon was running. There are several large natural pools and we pulled up by one. I lifted her off, my hands taking some liberties on little smooth brown skin as I did. I could tell she loved it. We spread out two blankets on a huge flat rock by the creek and I got drinks out. I sat down with my legs spread out and she sat between them, leaning back against my chest. I wrapped my arms around her and buried my face in her hair. She smelled wonderful, some kind of floral sent in her hair.

"This is my favorite place, Uncle Grayson," she said contentedly.

"Yeah, it's pretty cool," I agreed. "I love the sound of running water."

"Me too, but that's not what I meant," she said. "I meant being here with you. I meant having your arms around me. You make me feel good when you touch me."

"Me too, baby," I told her. "I love you, little girl."

She twisted around in my arms so she could look up at me. "How cold is that water?"

"Very cold," I said.

"Let's sit here and get really hot and then go swimming," she said.

"We don't have anything to swim in," I objected.

"So, we can skinny dip," she said.

She turned back around and before I could say anything else she pulled her top up over her head, laying it down on the blanket. My breath caught in my throat and my mouth went dry as I looked down at her little body, bare from the waist up. This little girl was hot. She had very large breasts for her age. They were little full, rounded, golden mounds. In five years she was going to have spectacular breasts. They already looked good enough to drown yourself in. She wrapped my arms back around her and stretched languidly. Those high, proud little titties rose up and her nipples were hard little pebbles before my eyes. They were light brown and her areolas were a couple of shades lighter, crinkled and a little puffy in the air. They made little miniature cones on the tip of each of those incredible little girl breasts. She took one of my hands and moved it up onto one delightful little mound.

"Do you like my titties?" she giggled.

"You're gorgeous, baby," I told her. "You don't need me to tell you that."

I squeezed the little boob under my hand and she pushed it more firmly into my hand. When I rolled the hard little nipple between my thumb and forefinger she gasped and put her hand over mine.

"I like that," she said. "Do it again."

I was happy to oblige. I played with those delicious breasts for a long time and she began to breath heavy. Suddenly she reached down and lifted her butt so she could pull her shorts off over her tiny feet. I was holding a naked little bundle of sexy in my arms. I looked down and she had more hair down there than I expected. It was that same white/blonde color as her hair up top. It was neatly trimmed, a cute little V pointing to the treasures below.

She looked up at me. "You can touch if you want to," she said.

I very much wanted to. I slid my hand down over her smooth belly and tugged at a stray wisp. She giggled and then moaned as I reached down to cup her little pussy for the first time. I could feel the heat radiating from her center and when I slid my finger into her slit it was very wet and slippery. She spread her legs more and pushed against my finger.

Her eyes were half closed and the look on her face was priceless. "I like that a lot," she moaned. "Sometimes I do that to myself and imagine that it's you doing it. If you rub me I'll cum for you."

"I want to see that," I told her. "Jesus you're beautiful, Rachael. Have you been planning to seduce me?"

"Yes, I've wanted to do it for years, but I was too little. I'm not little now, Uncle Grayson."

"I noticed," I laughed. "You're still my little girl though. You always will be, baby."

"Your little girl wants to cum," she said. "I'll make you cum too if you make me."

I coated my finger with her slippery juices and caressed her little lips, sliding up and down her perfect little pussy until she was quivering under my touch. She pulled up on my hand, guiding it up to her little clit. It was a hard little nub and when I pinched it gently she shuddered.

"That's it, Uncle Grayson. Play with me there. I'm almost there!"

I rubbed the little nubbin firmly and rapidly and her hips jolted up off the blanket as she gave a cry.

"Oh, oh, God yes; that's it Grayson. Oh, Jesus I'm cuming! Fuck that feels good! I knew it was going to be good and ... it's ... oh my God; fuck, Grayson!" Her cry of completion was very much little girl and woman blending into something more than either. The words, coming from a girl I had never even heard say anything remotely vulgar were an indicator of the power of the emotions sweeping through her. I kept her peaked out until I felt her starting to relax and then I eased a finger into her moist tightness. She cried out and shuddered as an intense orgasm swept over her again.

"Oh, oh, ahhhh fuck!" she shook and writhed against my hand, my finger sliding to the second knuckle in the tightest pussy I have ever felt. She was tiny and wet and she floated from one orgasm to another as she came, her body tensing and quaking. I've never seen a girl cum so many times and so continuously for so many minutes in my life. I began to wonder if she would ever come down. I was content to watch her.

"Cum for me, baby," I whispered in her ear. "One more time; that's it Rachael. My finger is up in your little baby pussy. Doesn't it feel good? Keep cuming baby. That's it. God you feel sexy Rachael. You're so hot, baby; keep cuming. I'm going to make you cum a thousand times."

I curled my finger up inside her, caressing the top wall of her little pussy and finding a spot there that set her off again. I stroked it and pinched one little nipple as she shook all over again. Her cries became almost protest and then ecstasy again, changing to protest again after a few more minutes of constant orgasm.

"Stop, Grayson, I can't cum any more! Please Uncle Grayson, please let me stop, it's ... it's too much!"

"One more time, baby," I stroked her pussy with the curled up finger and used my thumb to rub firmly on her little clit. She shrieked and another spasm wracked her tiny body. "No, please; no more!" she pushed frantically at my hand and I let her push my finger out and cupped my hand over her, just holding her tightly as she panted and gasped, her breasts heaving and her hips squirming as she came back to earth.

"Damn, Uncle Grayson," she said after she got her breath back for a minute. "That was like I was going to have a spasm or something. Jesus, you made me cum a bunch of times! I was just running away. I thought you were going to kill me! I wanted to keep going but I don't think I could have stood any more. Christ, that was good! I'm going to make you cum now."

She twisted around and looked down at my erection. "Tisha said you were good," she told me. "She said you had a huge cock too."

"When did you talk to her?" I asked.

"This morning; she told me all about it. I've been burning up all morning waiting for this."

She reached slowly and touched her finger to the head of my cock. It rubbed over the helmet, slowly testing the texture and then it was joined by the rest of her hand. Her little hand wrapped around the shaft and she squeezed firmly, sliding the loose skin up and down a little.

"That feels so cool!" she said. "I've never got to play with one before. Cal Thompson showed me his at the pool one day but I was afraid someone would see us so I didn't touch it. I think his was about half the size of yours. I'm going to kiss you, Uncle Grayson."

She obviously didn't mean my lips as she bent down and placed a kiss on the head of my cock. She gave it a few tentative licks with her little tongue. "Do you like that?"

"I love it, baby," I told her. "Just watching you do that is a tremendous turn on. Hell, just being out here in the desert with my gorgeous niece is a turn on. Then, there's the fact that she's naked, has this killer body and she let me make her cum. The feeling of your tongue and lips on my cock is so erotic I'm about ready to explode. If I lay down, will you get on top of me and let me lick your pussy while you do that?"

She spun around into a sixty nine position and immediately groaned as I teased her little clit. Her lips slid down over my cock and she took about three inches inside that hot furnace. She maintained an intense suction and her tongue swirled around like a live thing. I worked her little pussy feverishly and soon I could feel the beautiful tension starting to build in her small form. She periodically lost concentration and she would make moaning sounds on my cock that sent the most amazing sensation through it. It was hugely exciting and I knew I wouldn't last. I reached around and cupped the cheeks of her firm little ass, squeezing the pale globes and reaching down to push one finger into her tight little pussy. I coated the finger with her slippery juices and used it to lubricate her cute little pucker. When I slipped the first knuckle into that little asshole she came like freight train, her hips bucking back against my mouth and the finger in her ass. She was moaning on my cock and that sent me over the edge too. She fought her reflexes and kept sucking for a few moments before the cum overwhelmed her little mouth. She drew back and pumped my shaft with her little hand while thick, ropey cum made a mess around her mouth and all over her face.

She kept pumping and sucking on the head until the last feeble drops emerged, turning to look at me, a messy little blonde angel with cum all over her face. It was adorable! I don't think I've ever seen anything sexier than her at that moment.

"God, that was cool," she said, wiping at the cum that was running into one eye. "I'm a mess though. I think it's time to test that cold water. I'm sweating like a pig and I've got your cum all over me. I think my pussy is a mess too. It felt like you were making me so wet you might be drowning down there."

I laughed. "You're pretty wet, baby. What a way to go though!"

She jumped up and her little naked form danced down to the water. I followed her and watched as she waded out a few feet and dived in. She shrieked when she came up, wrapping her arms around herself and shivering. "Jesus that's cold. Come in Uncle Grayson or I'm going to splash you!"

I knew how painful that would be. "I'll freeze my nuts off," I protested.

"Yes, but you'll be naked in a desert pool with a fourteen year old girl that loves you," she said. "How many men ever have that chance?"

"I know how lucky I am," I told her. "I love you too, baby. I'm coming in, just don't splash me."

"Come in and I'll let you fuck me," she said.

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