Chapter 1

My niece Jonnie is a hot little fourteen-year-old Filipina. She has a pretty, exotic face, long black hair, and a body that would make a dead man’s cock as hard as a rock. Her face is like a hybrid of all the best characteristics of beautiful women from the Philippines, China, Japan, and Spain. The teenage hottie also has more smart, beautiful, sexy girlfriends than I can count.

Jonnie’s mom is always working, and I end up being the “parent” escorting Jonnie across the stage to receive academic medals at her school award ceremonies. Jonnie always introduces me to all of her friends. I think she likes to show off her patron. As a result, all of her friends know me by sight. I recognize a few of her best girlfriends, but I have trouble remembering all their names.

I know her mom can barely pay the rent, so I have bought Jonnie’s school supplies and school shoes for a few years now. Jonnie’s mom wants her to be fawningly grateful to me, but that kind of fake stuff is not my style. I think it is actually damaging to a kid’s character to make them put on a grateful act for relatives or friends. I told Jonnie to just tell me what she actually feels, and to tell me in her own words, not read the flowery script her mom gives her every time I buy Jonnie something for school. I hope the gratitude she shows is genuine. I do want to see her succeed in school, go to college, and be able to get a good job.

Jonnie is smart and interesting to talk to. We text almost every night. When Jonnie was thirteen, going on fourteen, I found myself feeling much more for her than a concerned “uncle” should. I was falling in love with the little beauty.

Jonnie’s friends are much more interested in sexual orientation and sex itself that Jonnie has ever indicated. She has asked me questions when her friends were suffering from unrequited love or getting dumped. One conversation in particular, when she was angry at a friend for letting her schoolwork slide because she was in love, led me to believe that Jonnie had never felt horny in her life, or at least she wanted me to believe that.

Based on that evaluation I fought to get myself under control and stifle my inappropriate desire to awaken Jonnie’s sexuality. My fantasy was to get her aroused for the first time. She would realize she was horny, decide I was the man who could take care of her best, and come to me for relief. I would satisfy both her emotional and physical needs; and that would make me the lover she craved and couldn’t live without. Well, everyone has dreams, but I felt badly that mine was inappropriate and illegal.

I was successful getting my lust under control for a year, and then Jessica dropped by my condo one night.

Jess is probably the most intelligent of all of Jonnie’s girlfriends. She is also a talented artist and writer. She is one of Jonnie’s top three friends, so I recognized her right away.

“Come in Jessica. What’s going on?” I asked.

“I dropped by to see if we might be able to help each other get the thing we really, really want,” Jessica said.

“What is it that you really, really want, Jess?” I asked.”

For Jonnie to fall in love with me and want to make love with me all the time,” Jessica immediately replied.

“I see. And what do you think it is that I really, really want?” I asked.

“Exactly the same thing I do, Uncle George. I see the want in your eyes when Jonnie is wearing that grey knit dress that shows every single one of her curves. During the awards assembly when she wore her military dress uniform, I was afraid you would lose control, rip her clothes off, throw her down in the middle of the stage, and make love to her. Of course I was afraid that I would do the very same thing. I mean the skirt on that uniform is so short, it’s like an invitation to rape any girl wearing it, especially one as hot as Jonnie,” Jessica said.

“I thought I hid my inner desires better than that,” I said.

“You probably fool most people, especially the adults, but Shane, Jhasmine, and I all know your deepest desire is for Jonnie to fall in love with you, Uncle George,” Jessica said.

“I want to run an idea by you Jess and see if you agree with my analysis. I think Jonnie has never felt a single twinge of sexual desire in her entire life. I don’t think she’s ever felt hormonally horny, and I’m almost certain she has never felt horny about a specific person. How does that match up with your observations?” I asked.

“I’d say you were very bright for a guy. This is why I think I can help you get little Miss Jonnie hot over you and I’m even more convinced you can help get her willing to play with me,” Jessica said.

“Can you explain what you are thinking?” I asked.

“I’m thinking you should take a bigger role in Jonnie’s life and give her more reasons to be grateful to you. I know you don’t like her mom and try to keep out of her way, but if you were spending more time with Jonnie, and especially buying her clothes so she’d think about you every time she got dressed or undressed, it might make her feel closer to you. If you bought her bras and underwear, especially pretty things for her, like from Victoria’s Secret, her little girl feelings might grow up and turn hot toward you.

If you were brave enough to take her to a fancy resort hotel for the weekend, even if there were two beds in the room, she might start feeling more grownup and want to sleep in the same bed with you. That gives a lot more chances for her to rub against you or accidentally touch your cock. If she doesn’t get closer to you that way, you could carefully increase the hugs, holding hands, arm around the waist, cuddling on the couch, and other innocent physical contact, little Miss Ice Queen might thaw and start feeling moist and tropical around you. That’s always the first step in getting an invitation to visit a girl’s flower you know,” Jessica said.

“How do you envision helping me on my quest?” I asked.

“I’m going to point out your good points to Jonnie. I’ll flirt with you and try to make her feel jealous. I’ll imply that I pine for you but that I know you belong to her if she wants you. Then I’ll ask her to decide to either close the deal with you or if she REALLY doesn’t want you, then tell you she’s not interested, and let me have you. You can see there are multiple points where she can see the light and change her mind. Even if she does give you away, you and I will be so much in love by then it will make her fume every time she sees our very intense PDA. When I tell her how marvelous giving you my virginity was and how sex with you is so much better than my wildest dreams and imaginings, she will move heaven and earth to win you back so you can make the earth move for HER!” Jessica said.

“How real will our relationship be Jess?” I asked.

“Totally real, Uncle George. I’m good, but I’m not an Academy Award winning actress. We are going to need to fall in love and I need to have outrageously wonderful sex with you for me to give the performance that will have Jonnie kicking herself for giving you away and hot to get you back,” Jess said.

“Do you think that’s something you can really do?” I asked.

“Totally, Uncle George. I’m bi, not lesbian, as far as a virgin can know a thing like that, anyway. I daydream about sex with you pretty specifically, and penetration and having a part of you inside me is one of the things I think I’m really going to like. I get as horny thinking of being in bed with you as I do fantasizing about making out and making love with Jonnie. It definitely won’t be a sacrifice for me to give you my cherry,” Jessica said.

“Why do you think I’m interested in you, if I’m as hung up on Jonnie as you say I am?” I asked.

“You are a man, you don’t have a wife or girlfriend taking care of you, I’m beautiful by a more traditional Philippine definition of beauty than Jonnie is, and I’ve seen your eyes devour me when Jonnie wasn’t around. You are a horn dog Uncle George. You’ve made love to all of us, Jonnie, Shane, Jhasmine, and me with your eyes. I know you want me for your girlfriend and lover if you can’t have Jonnie. If you help me with getting Jonnie to make love with me, you could have both Jonnie and me in your bed, probably at the same time,” Jess said.

Here’s a digression. This may not be the best place for it, but I’m feeling Faulknerian today, so deal with it.

Now unless you live in the Philippines, you don’t have a good idea what a pretty Filipina school girl looks like. I used to get all upset when my American friends wanted to know who a Filipina I was talking about looked like. I used to say, well guys, it ain’t Taylor Fucking Swift! I guess I’ve mellowed a little, so I’m going to tell you who Jessica looks like. Look up Julia Montes. Now imagine her being five feet tall, skinny, but with B Cup breasts, which look big on her tiny body. She has waist length blue-black hair, and the cuteness only a fourteen-year-old girl can have, and that’s the best description of Jess I can give you.

It’s totally impossible to find anyone else in the world who looks like Jonnie. That blending of Filipino, Chinese, Japanese, and Spanish in her is totally unique, so I can’t give you a famous face to look up. I’ll do the best I can to describe the rest of her. She’s tall for a Filipina, about five feet, six inches at age fourteen. She’s slender, but not skinny. Her waist isn’t as small as Jessica’s and she has wider shoulders than Jess, but remember, Jess is tiny. Jonnie’s breasts were small, but very firm. I loved the way her 30A tits barely bounced, even when she was braless.

How did I know her bra size? I looked at the tag on her bra when she left her clothes in my guest bedroom when she came to go swimming in the pool at my condo. I guess Jess is right, I’m a typical man and a horn dog.

Because she’s tall, it makes Jonnie look completely flat when she’s wearing most clothes, but her nipples are so sensitive that I never wished for her boobs to be bigger after I got her naked and sucked them the first time. Her hips are narrower than her shoulders. Jonnie’s hair is dark blue-black, but she wears it shoulder length. Jonnie’s hair is thick both in diameter and the number of hairs per square centimeter. Her hair has lots of volume, and it always looks like she has a LOT of hair, no matter how she wears it. Jonnie plays around with her hair a lot more than Jessica, whose hair is always long and straight. Jonnie likes to go all wavy sometimes, and it’s always a surprise how much she will doll herself up for a special occasion. I nearly gasp out loud sometimes because she can look so totally model gorgeous. Other times, she is just another Filipino teenager.

Jonnie likes sports like basketball and she does Philippine Army Junior ROTC training. She’s pretty good at being in charge of a group and has been a Company Commander with the rank of Cadet Captain. That semester she outranked some of the cadets who were a year older. She also looks amazingly hot in her dress uniform. The skirt is so short, it almost looks like a cheerleader’s uniform. In the old days, they would have said her uniform was an invitation to rape. Her long slender legs make that old expression impossible to get out of your mind. I escorted her on stage at school once when she was wearing her dress uniform. I swear I wanted to throw her down on the stage and do her right there. Climbing the steps to the stage I was proud to be standing next to her and having her on my arm, but I secretly wished I was behind her, so I could look up her skirt. I don’t know if they have issue panties, but I definitely wanted to know what Jonnie had on under that little skirt.

OK, Yes, I’m a pig. On the other hand, I am in love with her, and would never hurt her or use her. If she wanted us to have a life together, I’d marry her as soon as it was legal. If she doesn’t want me, I’d be destroyed, but I’d respect her choice.

Hopefully you have a better idea of what the girls look like. Digression complete.

“I’m going to be completely honest with you Jess. What I really want is for Jonnie to fall in love with me. I want us to be a couple in love and for us to live as husband and wife for the rest of our lives. I’m not interested in a fling, affair, casual sex, friends with benefits, or anything other than true love and a life-long, committed relationship,” I explained.

“What would you think about the three of us in love with each other and living together that way?” Jessica asked.

“Are you asking if I think I could fall in love with you?” I asked.

“Yes. You had to make me say it didn’t you. Do you enjoy being an asshole to emotionally fragile young girls?” Jess said.

“Jess, you are about as fragile as a Tiger IV tank. A girl with a plan as detailed as yours is no shy little flower. I’m pretty sure that under the right conditions, and if you’ve been honest with me about your thoughts and feelings, I can see us falling in love with each other. I can imagine being equally in love with you and Jonnie. I can see myself not playing favorites as long as you both love me and both like making love with me.

“Can you see yourself wanting to make love with me as much as you want Jonnie? Not to be crass, but can you see yourself getting as hot to have your pussy full of my cock as you are to have Jonnie eating you?” I asked.

“Hey, I’m a virgin. I have to be totally honest with you. I don’t know what will happen when I’m actually in bed with you or with Jonnie. All kinds of things could happen. I might freak and not want to touch a girl. I might hate the taste of pussy juice. Like I said before, I have dreams and fantasies about you making love to me. I daydream about giving you my virginity and having you inside me, filling me up, stretching me, and making love to me. I’ve watched boy and girl porn, just as much as girl with girl porn, and when I dream about you making love to me, you do it just as hard and deep as they do in the porn videos. I’m definitely not afraid of your penis, and I think I’ll like touching and stroking it. I’ve imagined kissing the head, licking it, and maybe sucking it. That makes me think I’m really bi. From what I’ve told you, what do you think, Uncle George?” Jess said.

“It sounds like you might be bi. I think you are exactly right, you can’t know exactly how much you like me until you are in bed with me, and you can’t tell for sure that you like Jonnie as much as you think you will until you’ve been in bed with her. For me, the biggest factor in being satisfied when I make love with a girl is how enthusiastic she is and how she shows me she wants to be with me, not just any mammal with a dick. A lot of how much you like doing it with Jonnie will depend on how happy she seems to be doing stuff with you,” I said.

“Well I’ve made out with a few girls. I think I’ll like doing girls in general and I ought to love it with a girl I’m in love with,” Jessica said.

“Ok, sounds like you’ve done your homework on girls. I really do love Jonnie, so I want to make sure she doesn’t get hurt. I was falling in love with her so hard, it was getting impossible for me not to tell her how I felt, but when I realized she probably had never felt horny, I couldn’t think of how her feelings for me could possibly mirror my desire for her, so I squelched my emotions down so I wouldn’t hurt her.

“Why do you think you love Jonnie enough to only make her happy and never hurt her?” I asked.

“Good question, Uncle George. I think if she loved me and wanted to make love with me it would make me really happy. I can’t imagine not wanting her or not wanting her to want me. That feeling makes me want to make Jonnie as happy being with me as I think being with her would make me feel.

“I know I’m only fourteen so I don’t have all your life experience, but I can see myself not telling Jonnie how I feel if I ever got any indication that would hurt her. I realize some girls would not feel like another girl being hot for her was a compliment. If I got the feeling Jonnie was 100% straight, I wouldn’t ever tell her I ache to make love to her. What do you think, Uncle George; does that seem like love to you?” Jess asked.

“It does sound like you have real feelings, but I think you had the right idea when you said that you couldn’t know for sure until you were in the moment with a real live person.

“I’m not sure if it is ethical for either of us to try to influence Jonnie or speed up her maturing process. It’s kind of selfish to say that she needs to speed up to match up with us.

“I see three options to do things honestly. First, I could take your suggestion and be around her more and try to get more involved in Jonnie’s life. Then I’d need to wait and see if she develops feelings for me.

“The second option would be for us to get to know each other and see if we go from being attracted to each other to being in love. If Jonnie sees us enjoying each other she may decide she wants some of that too, or she may not ever feel horny until she’s eighteen or twenty-something, or worst case, never. If we do that, we owe it to each other to make our relationship and possible love for each other all about us, and we don’t even think about how Jonnie fits in unless she comes to one of us and asks to be part of our life.

“The third option would to be not to do anything and see if she gets a surge of hormones and develops desires. If she talks to you about being horny or asks me questions about guys, I think it would be ethical for us to try to get her interested in a relationship with one or both of us.

“No matter what we do, we need to agree if we are going to go after her at the same time, or if we are going to try you first or me first, and how long each of us gets a clear playing field. Your offer implies you see an advantage to my pursuing her first. If we did that and I could win her love it could lead to you feeling left behind. If she falls in love with me, I don’t think it would be right to try to help you seduce her.

“After all that thinking out loud, I don’t think we should do anything to try to directly influence her until she tells us what she thinks she wants. We should just try to be her friends until she is looking for a lover. Once we know what she is looking for, then we can let her know we want to make all her dreams come true,” I said.

“Well, I’m convinced. You really love her. You are a better person than I am and a lot less selfish too. If I love her as much as I say I do, I shouldn’t try to seduce you in case it turns out she feels more for you than she’s told you. After all, she’s fourteen, and she might think it was inappropriate to tell you how she feels, or that it would be impossible for you to love her. You are willing to wait for her, and for it to be her idea for you guys to get together. I should be willing to do that too, if I really do love her. I think it’s a shame you need to be ethical you know, Uncle George, because I’ll bet you would have made my first time monumentally wonderful.

“You probably will have to go way before me, so you would have left me a heartbroken young widow, but I’ll also bet we would have had one hell of a good time, and you would have given me the kind of memories that keep a girl from ever thinking about looking for a replacement; because you’d have been irreplaceable,” Jessica said.

“I’m really glad you came by to see me Jess. It’s really helped me be able to articulate how I feel about Jonnie, and I think it will help me know how to interact with her going forward,” I said.

“I’m glad I came to see you too, because I was not being honest with myself about my feelings and motivation. It’s a little tough being a really intelligent girl because sometimes my feelings are more advanced than my experiences so I can’t act on my desires successfully.

“I’m going to go home and think really carefully about who I am and who I want to be with. I need to think about whether it would be better for me to wait until a more traditional age too. The thing is, I’m so horny all the time that I feel like I need sex every day, but I’m not a slut. I want a true love, forever kind of relationship, with the person I’m making love with just like you do,” Jessica said.

I walked Jess to the door. She turned to face me and kissed me on my lips. I felt burning heat in Jess’ lips that raced through my whole body and my cock went to full erection in seconds. Jess had a shocked look on her face. Instead of pulling away from me, she threw her arms around my neck and jumped up, wrapping her legs around me. She rubbed her crotch against my hard cock.

I moved my hands under her tight little bottom to help support her. Jess leaned back slightly and opened her eyes. I felt like I was falling down an endless well as I looked into her black eyes.

“Jess, I’m sorry. Everything I just said was total bullshit. I want you, and I don’t want to wait. You may be fourteen, but you are more of a woman than any female I’ve ever known. There’s no advantage for you to waiting. There’s no reason for you not to have both the love you want and the sex you need, right now,” I confessed.

“Did you feel like my lips were so hot your whole body felt the heat and you were afraid you might melt, right down to your toes?” Jess asked.

“Yes Jess, that’s exactly how it felt when we kissed,” I said.

“That’s how it felt to me too Uncle George. I’m glad you agree with me that I don’t need to wait. Do you agree with me that what we both felt is strong enough evidence that we need each other right now?” Jess asked.

“Normally I’d say we shouldn’t rush into this, but we both felt something we’d never felt before, something remarkably strong. We both want the same thing, and you’ve said we need to be together for you to know if you even like making love with boys in general, and me specifically. I think we both need to know for sure where we stand with each other and not waste any time on false hopes,” I said.

“From my reaction to our kiss, I’m pretty damn sure I’m going to love everything we do together. However, I think you are right, we owe it to each other to make sure we understand what we are feeling,” Jess said.

“I’m not sure that if we have sex it’s going to tell us any more about whether we are feeling true love or if I’m feeling lust for a beautiful and sexy teenager, and you’re feeling your hormones screaming at you that it’s time for you to mate. I don’t think that’s true, but I could be fooling myself,” I said.

“I do think making love will tell us what we need to know. If we really are falling in love, we won’t feel dirty or guilty after we make love. Also, you know I’m a virgin, and I know you’ll feel guilty if you let me give you my virginity if you don’t really love me. I’m sure our lovemaking will be wonderful, but it’s really tomorrow morning that will tell us what we need to know,” Jessica said.

“Before we go any further, I need to talk to you about my being so much older. When men get older, sometimes it is difficult for a guy to get an erection. That can make having sex unsatisfying and frustrating for a girl, especially a sexy young girl, like you, Jess. I do have high blood pressure, and that is one of the things that can lead to erection problems,” I said.

“It didn’t feel like you have any problems getting hard when I jumped on you and was rubbing myself against your dick. I’m not worried. Maybe you just weren’t with the right girl when you had problems. If we are in love and meant to be together, we won’t have any trouble having as much sex as both of us need. I’m also not at all worried about you being over fifty years older than I am. Yes, you’ll undoubtedly have to leave me all alone one day, but I’d rather share the time we do have together than to try to avoid getting hurt, because if we do that, we never really live,” Jessica said.

Even though Jess only weighs about seventy pounds, my legs were burning holding both of us up. Jess was rubbing against my erection, and I was beginning to think I might even cum in my pants if we didn’t stop the frottage.

“Are you really sure Jess?” I asked.

“As sure as a virgin can be George. Take me to bed and love me please,” Jess said.

She had pity on me and unwrapped her legs and dropped off of me. I took her hand and led her into my bedroom. The late afternoon sun was streaming in the window of my bedroom. On the 37^th floor of the condo building, there was nothing to block the sun and it was hot in the room. I pulled the heavy drapes to block out the setting sun, and it became darker and cooler in the room. I could still see Jessica clearly by the light that filtered in around the edges of the drapes.

She put her arms around me and pulled her body tightly against mine. She turned her pretty face up to me and I kissed her. It was the same kind of magic that our first kiss had been. When our lips drifted apart, Jess whispered, “I’m a very tough, very determined girl. I’m not going to be a nervous virgin with you. I trust you to make my first time as easy on me as you possibly can, and I’m not worried or all paralyzed with fear. I want us to be lovers, and I don’t want us to waste any more time. We need to do what we need to do, and we need to do it now,” Jess declared.

I reached down and began to unbutton her white cotton blouse. She moved back a little to give me room to work. I unbuttoned all the buttons and Jessica helped me pull the shirttail out from where it was tucked into the waistband of her skirt. I helped Jess take off the blouse. She smiled at me, sticking out her chest a little. She was wearing a lacy white bra. It was full coverage, but it wasn’t padded. I could see the tan skin of her breasts through the lace. Her nipples were almost chocolate brown, and clearly visible through the white lace.

I gently cupped her breasts and smiled an appreciative smile as I took in her breasts.

“I take it you like my tits. My bra is a 28B. I hope you aren’t one of those guys who only like giant hooters, because this is about as big as I’m going to get, if my mom and grandma are any indication,” Jess said.

“Your breasts look perfect to me. They are just the right size for your body in terms of making you look really, really sexy, but not out of proportion. I think really big boobs, especially surgically enhanced ones, are just plain gross. I want you to be my girlfriend and lover, and eventually my wife. I don’t want you to look like a stripper or a girl who does porn videos,” I said.

“You need to learn to phrase it better honey. The right way to say it to a girl like me is that you love my breasts just the way they are because they are part of me, and you love all of me. Don’t go into any negative stuff or anything that implies you’d tell me I couldn’t be a stripper or a porn star. It doesn’t matter that I’d never want to do either, it’s just that you shouldn’t imply you are going to boss me around. See, I’m such a great girlfriend! I explain how to talk to girls to you and I won’t even get mad at you unless you say something like that again,” Jess said.

“You are going to take into account that you are at a lot smarter and that I suffer from typical male high-density brain matter, especially when you make my cock as hard as a diamond, aren’t you?” I asked.

“Oh I’ll be gentle with you baby. Just show that you listen to me and try to remember. I wouldn’t say anything if it wasn’t important honey. It seems minor, but it wears on a girl if her guy keeps acting like he thinks he owns her. I just want to get that clear before it can cause any trouble for us,” Jessica said.

“Jess, I’m sorry it sounded like that. I don’t think I own you at all, and even if we end up married, I know you will only be with me because you love me and want to be with me. I’d always want to do my best to make you happy so you continue to want to be with me,” I said.

“Woah! I’m sorry G. I’m used to idiots who don’t know how to treat a lady. I’m sorry I came across so heavy handed. I’m not going to be a complainer, you are not going to be hen pecked or pussy whipped, and I have no desire to be a dominatrix. I know you don’t have a sub bone in your body. I forgot who you are baby, and that we are going to be equals who make each other happy,” Jess said.

“OK, no problem sweetie. I just wanted to make sure you knew I respect you. We did say things differently back in the old days, when dinosaurs roamed the earth, but I’ll try not to piss you off,” I said.

“I might buy you hunting wooly mammoths when you were a teenager, but I think you seeing dinos is kind of far-fetched,” Jess said.

I caressed her breasts and Jess got an “Oh, where were we?” look on her face. I kept the pressure light to see how Jess reacted. She raised her hands and put them over mine. She pressed my hands firmly against her breasts.

“It’s always good to start gently honey. I get really sore right before my period, and until you know a girl’s schedule, it’s best to start easy and let her tell you if she wants a firmer touch. Plus, you get points for showing you care about whether I like it and wanting to make it nice for me. The lace is scratchy on my nipples, and they are aching because you made them get so hard, so why don’t you take off my bra so I can show you what I do to myself?” Jess said.

I reached behind her back and unhooked the two rows of hooks. I made sure to hold on to her bra so the elastic didn’t snap her. Jessica reached up and guided the straps off her shoulders. She leaned forward and let her bra slide off her body and fall to the floor.