Chapter 2: Midnight Snack

Maybe Uncle Jim could help her, the agitated teen mused. Her right hand was between her legs and she was titillating her swollen clitoris. He must have experienced similar frustrations after Aunt Sherry left him. Maybe he could pray with her and God would quell her libidinous urges? Or maybe he could... ? And she left a particularly salacious thought die uncompleted. She pulled on a long t-shirt and flimsy, short pajama bottoms and went to his room. She was surprised to see that he was still kneeling in prayer. She waited at the slightly ajar door until her uncle arose from his kneeling position and then she knocked on it gently.

Startled by the sound Jim turned and as he did his thick, erect penis projected out lewdly from the gap in his pajamas.

"Cindy? Oh! You surprised me," he said in a half whisper as he quickly tried to tuck his tool back inside his pj's. His prayer session had deteriorated to an imaginary fucking of his big-titted sister in law. "You're early."

"Yeah Uncle Jim," the girl mumbled, the vision of her uncle's naked cock still impressed in her mind. "We had a fight... sort of."

"That's too bad. Hope it wasn't serious," and as he spoke Jim's sat on the edge of his bed to better hide his erection while his eyes took in the vision of loveliness before him. The t-shirt clung tightly to Cindy's shapely body and clearly outlined her firm, large upthrust breasts. She wasn't nearly as big as her mother but she was still more than a handful. With nipples sticking out and up in her still aroused state and with the tight t-shirt defining the firm convexity of her belly Jim fought hard to quell his incestuous thoughts.

"Nah... just one of those misunderstandings... frustrating," the girl replied in an offhand way but her gaze was riveted to her uncle's groin as if she was willing his penis to reappear.

"Oh? Frustrating? How?"

"You know Uncle Jim. We were doing stuff and like... it didn't work out. Not for me, anyway.

"Do you want to talk about it? Can I help in any way?" Damn, the horny preacher thought. She has no idea how frustrating it can be. I wish she was older and she wasn't my niece. He reached out and held her hands. "I don't like to see my favourite niece unhappy."

"Uh, maybe? Like... maybe we can pretend that you're my boyfriend? Like... you know... not for real but you could do what Billy does sometimes? And I could make you feel good too." Cindy moistened her red lips with her pink tongue, her pretty mouth pursing into a sexy pout.

"I don't know, Cindy. I don't think your parents would like it if we pretended. Just what exactly do you mean?" Even as he seemed to turn down his niece's vague proposition he guided her to the bed beside him and released her hands.

Looking nervously at her uncle the girl moved her hand slowly across his thigh to his crotch. "Billy likes me to hold him Uncle Jim. You know... here," and she slipped her hand into the slot of his pajamas until her fingertips touched his rigid cock.

"Hmmm," Jim almost moaned with the thrill of having this young beauty touch his penis. "But what does he do for you?"

"Sometimes he touches me," Cindy said as she felt her uncle's thick tool jump against her fingers. "And sometimes we kiss."

Jim placed his hand on his niece's full, firm thigh and began to stroke it with a gentle rotating motion. "Does kissing make you feel satisfied."

"Uh yeah Uncle Jim. But I don't mean like... you know... not mouth kissing. He kisses me there... down there," and she signaled with eyes and fingers that she meant between her legs.

"I'm a lot older than you, Cindy. And I know it maybe isn't really what I should do but," and as he spoke Jim's hand slid between her thighs and the girl spread them wider apart inviting further intimacy. "I shouldn't do this but you're a very beautiful girl and I want to kiss you so very, very much. You've let your boyfriend do it so I won't be leading you astray... God will understand. But it will be our secret, Cindy." He easily maneuvered his young niece onto her back on the bed beside him.

"Oh Uncle Jim. I'm so happy you're going to," and her unfinished sentence was punctuated by her regaining of a hand grip on his throbbing cock.

Jim reached forward, took the waistband of her flimsy pajama bottoms and slowly pulled them off her as she raised her hips. When he'd gotten them free of her feet, he tossed her panties onto the bed next to her. He took her by the ankles, lifted her legs, moved his hands to the backs of her knees, and spread her legs, so that they were resting on his shoulders - giving him a wonderful view of her mons and vaginal lips already glistening with her wetness.

"Remember sweetie, this is our secret and ours alone. And it can never happen again." Jim scooted forward a bit, so that he wouldn't be in such an awkward position, and started kissing the insides of the young girl's thighs about halfway between crotch and knee and gently 'biting' at them with his lips. He'd progress a couple of inches toward the target Vee of her crotch on one leg before switching over to the other one, and each time he switched legs, he'd start from a little farther from her crotch than where he'd finished before.

Ultimately, though, he reached her vaginal lips.

"Oohhh Uncle Jimmm," the girl exclaimed when Jim's tongue traced a path between the slickly swollen fleshrolls. With a skill gained by eating his horny ex-wife and his friend Sally the newly ordained minister continued his oral ministrations to the girl's pussy.

When Jim's lips and tongue circled her fat, hungry twat Cindy's pelvis started to move as if seeking their pleasure-giving solace. By now, her vaginal lips were fully extended, and her lubrication was starting to make its way down toward her anus; she was moaning almost constantly, and was starting to beg him "Please Uncle Jim... more... don't... tease... me... please...".