Chapter 1

My redheaded niece yanked the door open and leaped into my arms, wrapped her long legs around my waist and covered my face with kisses.

“Uncle Jack! Ooh ... you’re here! I love you, I love you, I love you!”

I gave the long-legged bundle a big hug and smooch on the cheek, and told her I loved her, too. Setting her down, I picked up the overnight bag I had brought from the rental car and followed her into the foyer, where I was greeted by my sister with another big hug and kiss.

“Madison”, my sister Leah admonished, “I know you’re excited to see Uncle Jack, but if you’re going to get in some laps before dinner, you’d better hit the pool. You guys will have plenty of time to visit later, and Jack and I need to talk.”

“Awwww Mommmm!”

“Madi, you’re the one who wanted to wait until the sun was behind the trees to keep from getting more freckles. If you’re going to swim, do it now; we’re eating at 7:00 and you will need time to shower and dress.”

Madison is tall for her age, about 5” 6” and 115 lbs. She’s built like her mom, with slim hips, the wide shoulders of a competitive swimmer, legs all the way up to her armpits, and a powerful urge to be the best at whatever she does. By then she’d already won some swimming competitions, and her mom bragged that she was a straight A student without seeming to work at it. Still she was a happy-go-lucky kid who seemed to enjoy whatever life threw at her – a bit of a hedonist, in fact. She could afford to be, since among her mom, and grandparents, (not to mention an uncle who spoiled her rotten), she’d never want for anything. Still, with all that, she was far from a spoiled rich kid. I thought she was perfect.

Madi headed for the pool, already in her white Speedo that displayed her long legs and cute butt pretty much to perfection. I followed Leah upstairs with my bag, noting that my sister”s butt was a similar testimony to the laps she swam every morning. Leah had been a swimmer as an undergraduate, and worked at staying in shape. Three years my junior at 32, she looked years younger and was often mistaken for Madi’s big sis, rather than her mom. My first love filled out her white yoga shorts and top perfectly, and the thin fabric made it clear that it was just Leah underneath. My little sister is a stone fox, and Madi shows every sign of meeting and maybe even exceeding her mom’s standard. there’s much to be said for great genetics.

At the guest room Leah ushered me inside, closing the door and turning the lock. She took my overnight bag out of my hand and tossed it on a chair, then plastered herself to me and applied a serious lip-lock, crotch pressed tightly to my thigh and one shapely leg pressing urgently between my legs. My hands immediately sought and grabbed my favorite ass slipping beneath the stretchy shorts with ease. I pulled Leah closer, spreading her firm cheeks and tickling her asshole while our tongues fought a duel that it was impossible to lose. I could feel the Astroglide oozing from her perfect rosebud, and knew exactly what she craved.

In no time at all we had each other”s clothes off and were on the bed, her well-subed and extremely tight ass in the air and my balls slapping against her cunt as I pounded my sister’s pooper. Neither of us made a sound except for our panting. In too short a time I exploded deep in her bowels, huge gouts of my sperm filling her colon. When she felt my hot cum blasting her belly, Leah immediately cooed happily and climaxed. Five minutes after we entered the room we both collapsed onto the bed.