My Niece's High School Graduation

I watched her shapely firm backside intently as she walked back to join her friends for the dance. Oh geez....get a grip on yourself man! What are you thinking? This is your brother's daughter you're thinking about here. As I chided myself for what I was thinking, I decided to go and see a movie in the local cinema to kill the time until Emma called. Hopefully it would take my mind off the lascivious thoughts that were racing through head. As I drove to the cinema, I was silently hoping my phone would ring sooner than later.

Chapter 2

The movie had just finished and I was thinking about hitting a coffee joint when my cell phone rang. It was Emma.

"Hi, Uncle Jeff. I'm ready for you to pick me up now."

"Are you sure, honey. You can stay awhile longer if you want."

"No, I'm ready to go. It's ending in a few minutes anyway."

I forgot about the coffee place and headed back to the school. When I arrived, some kids were milling around outside waiting for their rides or just getting some fresh air. The girls were huddled together in little groups and I saw the boys doing the usual goofy stuff to try and impress the girls. As I pulled up, I saw Emma say goodbye to her friends and walk over to my car. Man, she certainly knew how to walk in those shoes. They accentuated her long legs and for a second I pictured them wrapped around me.

"Thanks for picking me up, Uncle Jeff," she said as she settled into the seat beside me.

"How'd it go?" I asked as we pulled away from the curb.

"It was good. The music was good. I danced with my friends a lot. A couple of those idiot boys snuck some booze and one of them actually puked in the corner of the gym. It was pretty gross."

"Well, boys will be boys I guess. Did you dance with any of them?"

"No, they're all just too immature. They're always just trying to be funny or showoff and they're basically just stupid." She paused and sat quietly for a few seconds. "Besides, I don't think I'm a very good slow dancer anyway."

"Why do you say that?"

"Well, my girlfriends and I have tried practicing with each other but we end up stepping on each other's toes and then we start laughing and that's the end of that!"

We both had a laugh at that and then she just chatted on about some of the other stuff that had happened at the dance until we arrived home. I put the top up on the car and used the key to let her into their house. I thought she'd kick her shoes off as soon as we got into the house but she left them on and headed to the kitchen.

"I need some cold ice tea. You want some, Uncle Jeff?"

"Sure, honey. That'd be great."

She poured us two tall glasses of ice tea and after taking a drink she went into the family room off of the kitchen. I followed her in as she turned on one of the table lamps and then turned on the CD player. She flipped thru some CDs and inserted one into the machine. I recognized the tune as an 80's ballad. Classic slow dance type material that I remembered from my own high school dances.

"Uncle Jeff, do you think you could teach me how to dance?" she asked demurely. "Remember what it said on your fortune cookie?"

"Ah....my experience....share it with others......yes. Well, if the fortune cookie wills it, who am I to refuse? Okay." I set down my drink and moved to the center of the room's hardwood floor. I don't know who was more nervous, her or me. I figured an innocent little dance lesson wasn't gonna hurt anyone. She set down her drink and walked over to me. I took her one hand in mine and instructed her to put her other hand on my back. I put my hand around the back of her slim waist but kept a little gap between us.

"Okay, you've got it," I said as we started to sway to the music in unison. As we moved slowly about the room, she moved closer to me and leaned her head against the front of my shoulder.

"That's the way they do it, isn't it," she asked.

"Ummm....yeah. That's good," I said as I felt her pert tits pressing into my chest. I lowered my nose into her lustrous hair and breathed deep. Mmmmmm, her scent was like an intoxicating elixir as it filled my senses. My cock started snaking slowly down my leg as a wave of her girly perfume filled my nostrils. She let go of my hand and put her other hand around my neck, like I'm sure she's seen in many movies. I felt her flat toned stomach pressing against mine as we moved slowly against each other to the soft tones of the music. She lifted her head off my chest and looked up at me as she circled both hands around the back of my neck.

"Do you think I'm pretty, Uncle Jeff?" she asked innocently.

"Yes Emma. I think you're very pretty," I answered honestly.

"Are you just saying that because you're my uncle or do you really think that?" I could tell by the look on her face that she was really questioning her own looks. I couldn't believe it but I guess insecurity was still as much of an issue nowadays as it was when I was her age. I gave her my best calming smile.

"Honey, I think you are absolutely beautiful. I'm not just saying that because I'm your uncle. Of all the people at your graduation tonight, and I'm talking about all the grown ups too....you were the most gorgeous woman there tonight."

"You really mean that, Uncle Jeff?" she glowingly asked.

"Absolutely," I said with a big smile.

"Oh, thank you, Uncle Jeff," she said as she stood on her toes and gave me a quick kiss. Her plump lips felt hot and oh so soft as they quickly pressed against mine. I was kind of caught off guard and instinctively kissed her back. She withdrew and I saw a beaming smile on her face before she settled her head back against my chest as we continued to dance. The CD moved onto to another slow song and we continued to sway softly together as she pressed her firm young body against mine. After another minute she lifted her head and looked into my eyes again.

"Uncle Jeff. Would you....uh....would you teach me about kissing?" she asked hesitantly.

Oh man! What was I supposed to do now? My head was saying one thing but my hard cock was saying another.

"Ummm....I don't think we should do that Emma," I said as I tried to sound convincing.

"Why not?"

"Because you're only 18, Emma. It wouldn't be right."

"I'm almost 19. And I wouldn't tell anybody, Uncle Jeff. I promise."

"I don't know, Emma. You're my niece." I was fighting to try and convince myself as I looked down at those full enticing lips.

"I'd rather learn from someone like you, Uncle Jeff, instead of those stupid boys my own age." Her voice had an almost pleading tone to it as she looked up at me questioningly. The thought of one of her goofy classmates groping her and being clumsy made me think again.

"Please, Uncle Jeff. Just one kiss?" she asked as she closed her eyes and tilted her full mouth upwards towards mine.

Oh no.....I thought as I found myself being drawn hypnotically towards her glistening soft lips. As I pressed my lips to hers they felt so incredibly warm and desirable. I pressed my lips firmly to hers and she responded instinctively as she kept her arms clasped behind my neck and pulled herself against me. I ran my tongue all around her full pouting lips until they were shining. I took her broad bottom lip between my teeth and she moaned as I nibbled at it gently. I released her lip and pulled back slightly and she looked up at me nervously.

"I'm going to kiss you again, sweetheart. Only this time, I want you to open your mouth slightly. Understand?"

"Yes, Uncle Jeff. Whatever you say." The nervousness was gone from her face and had been replaced with a gentle smile of pride.

Once again I lowered my face towards hers and pressed my lips to hers. I found her lips slightly parted and slid my tongue gently between them. Her mouth tasted warm and moist with the innocence of youth as my tongue slid sensually across hers.

"Mmmmmmm," she moaned with lust as I pressed my tongue against hers. She was learning quickly as she eagerly thrust her tongue against mine. I withdrew it into my own mouth and she followed instinctively as I wrapped my lips around her probing tongue and sucked at it ravenously. She held firmly to the back of my neck and pulled my face harder against hers as she sucked my tongue back into her own mouth and eagerly let her probing tongue press and rub against mine. My hands instinctively slid down her back to her shapely rear and I cupped the firm young cheeks of her ass and pulled her body against mine. My cock was hard as an iron bar in my pants and too late I realized she could feel it pressing against her thighs. I felt surprise register in her movements as she temporarily froze and pulled her face slightly away from mine.

"Uncle Jeff," she said breathlessly. "Is that your....uh....your thing?"

"Yes honey."

"Did I.....did I do that?" she asked with a look of genuine surprise on her face.

"Well, it happened because of you, yes."

"Can I....can I see it, Uncle Jeff?"

"Oh, I don't think so Emma. There'd be no turning back if that happened."

"Oh please, Uncle Jeff? I've never seen one before," she said with a pleading look on her face as she looked down at the bulge straining at the material of my pants. "I promised I won't tell anybody. Please, Uncle Jeff?" she said as she once more pressed herself fully against me and started rubbing her thighs against my hard cock as she tipped her head up and nibbled suggestively on my bottom lip. Oh fuck! I had no willpower left to resist.

"Okay, honey. Okay." She pulled her face back and smiled at me excitedly. "But you have to promise to never, ever, tell anybody about this. This has to be our secret, okay?"

"Cross my heart and hope to die," she said as she actually took her hand and drew an imaginary X across her chest.

"Okay, dear," I said more confidently once I had resigned myself to what was going to happen. "If you want to do this, you have to do whatever I say honey, okay?"

"Whatever you want, Uncle Jeff. I'll do whatever you say," she answered anxiously.

"Alright. Come over here," I said as I moved to stand in front of a big easy chair. She followed compliantly and stood right in front of me, her eyes drawn once again to my straining crotch.

"Take my shirt off first," I instructed. She reached up and plucked open the buttons of my shirt. She pulled the tails out of my pants and drew the open shirt down my arms and off.

"That's good. Now a woman would run her hands over my chest and shoulders. That is what you want to be, right Emma? You want me to treat you like a grown woman, right?"

"Yes, Uncle Jeff. Just let me know what to do," she answered as she put the palms of her hands on chest and let them explore my smooth muscular pecs. She tentatively let her fingers run over the little pebbles of my nipples and then she ran her hands lower over my taut stomach muscles.

"You feel so good, Uncle Jeff. So firm and yet so smooth at the same time." You haven't seen anything yet, kid, I thought to myself.

"That's good, Emma. Now get down on your knees." She immediately dropped to her knees which brought her gorgeous face level with my cock. I kicked off my shoes and socks as she raised her eyes to look up at me, awaiting instructions.

"Now undo my belt and open the clasp on my pants." She raised her hands and struggled with the buckle for a second before she got it undone. She then popped open the clasp on my pants.

"Okay, now slowly pull down my zipper." She reached up and with one delicate hand took hold of my zipper and slid it gently down.

"That's good. Now take ahold of the waistband of my pants and pull them all the way down." She reached up with both hands to my sides and gripped the waistband. She tugged slightly and then they fell away to my ankles. Once released from its confinement, my cock sprung forth and just missed hitting her in the face as it unfurled and rose to stand up proudly at its full 9" length.

"Oh man......" she said as she stared at it as if hypnotized. "It's beautiful." She watched it intently as it bobbed with every heartbeat. The engorged head was a dark crimson and the corona flared out menacingly atop the thick pulsing shaft. It looked more like an angry weapon or bludgeon than a simple little penis. I stepped out of my pants and kicked them aside. I stood before her totally naked with my heavy cock pointing upwards at a 45 degree angle, the tip pointing towards her face.

"What's that shiny stuff at the end?" she asked eagerly.

"That's called pre-cum. It means I'm excited. The more excited I get, the more pre-cum comes out the end."

"It's so big. It just looks so big and powerful compared to those pictures in our health books. Can I.....can I touch it Uncle Jeff?" she asked as she looked up at me with pleading eyes.

"Okay honey. C'mere," I said as I sat down in the easy chair and spread my legs wide. She crawled forward on her knees until she was kneeling at the front of the chair, my hard dick in the perfect location for her hands.

"Just reach out and put your hand around it," I said as I nodded towards my thrusting cock encouragingly. She reached out with one tentative hand and I watched enraptured as she let her delicate fingers close around the shaft of my cock.

"It's so big I can't even close my hand around it. Is that okay, Uncle Jeff?" she asked nervously.

"That's just fine, honey. Now, get a pretty firm grip on it and let your hand slide up and down." I felt her hot little hand tighten slightly on my throbbing rod and then she started to slide her hand upwards. Oh man, this kid was a natural. She didn't have it gripped to tight or too loose....just perfect.

"It feels so hard and yet so soft at the same time," she said as she shucked the outer sheath of skin up and down. "It's so hot too." Her eyes flicked up to the glistening piss-slit as more pre-cum started to ooze forth.

"Why don't you put your other hand around it, Emma? I think there's room for both," I said as I settled back in the easy chair and let her explore. She reached up and put her other hand below the first one and then both hands worked in unison on my upthrust cock. She quickly got into a smooth rhythm and her two hands worked enthusiastically as she pumped away at my virile manhood. I had been teased by looking at her all day and my cock had been up and down many times over the last few hours so I knew it wouldn't be long. I looked down at the lustful look on her beautiful face and felt my balls start to draw up in their sack as a prelude to my orgasm.

"I'm going to cum soon, Emma. When stuff starts to come out the end, just keep on doing what you're doing with your hands until I tell you to stop, okay?"

"Okay, Uncle Jeff," she said as her eyes focused anxiously on the tip of my cock as she continued her double-fisted pumping of my nine hard inches. It took only a few strokes more and I felt the initial rush of semen as it sped to the base of my cock.

"OH FUCK! HERE IT COMES!"

The first blast jettisoned forth from the end of my cock to launch high into the air. It seemed to almost hang in slow motion before it reached its zenith and then dropped to land with a splash in a large puddle on my chest. It was quickly followed by a second and third thick ropey strand that burst forth to fall in glistening milky gobs on my chest and stomach.

"WOW!" I heard her say as she kept up her two-handed jacking of my erupting cock. She continued to pump as shot after milky shot of cum spewed forth. My chest and stomach were a mess and the final few shots ran down onto her milking hands. My orgasm was incredibly intense and had me gasping for breath. I finally started to come down from my climax and reached out to grasp her wrist.

"Okay, honey. That's good," I said between ragged breaths. She kept her hands still on my pulsing rod but did not release it from her clutching grasp.

"Uncle Jeff, that was so cool! Look at all that stuff on you." We both looked down at the milky puddles and ribbons of cum covering my chest and stomach. "There's even some on my hands. Is that what sperm looks like?"

"Well, sperm is just part of that, honey. It's actually called semen which is made up of sperm, water and some other bodily fluids. Most people just call it "cum". Sperm is kind of like the "active ingredient" in cum I guess you'd say."

"Did I....did I do okay, Uncle Jeff?"

"Oh, you did just perfect dear. I couldn't have asked for you to do it any better than that. What did you think?"

"I loved it," she said enthusiastically. "Your thing felt so powerful in my hands."

"Cock, honey. If you want to be like a grown woman, you have to call it a cock, not a thing."

"Sorry, Uncle Jeff. Your cock, it....it felt so hard and hot yet so velvety smooth at the same time. And then when that stuff......the cum.....shot out of it....it was just so neat! Can we do it again, Uncle Jeff?" she asked anxiously.

"In a few minutes, honey. I just need a few minutes and then you can do that again if you want. Since you're learning some new words, you can call that a "handjob" or "jerking me off" if you like."

"I liked jerking you off, Uncle Jeff," she said as she seemed to have fun trying out her new words. "Should I get a cloth or towel or something and wipe up all that cum?"

"I guess you could if you want, but it would kind of be a waste," I said cunningly.

"What do you mean?" she asked with a quizzical look on her face.

"Well, there are so many benefits of cum to a woman that it would seem like a waste to just wipe it up. It's great for the complexion when it's rubbed into your skin. And of course, if you take it internally, it helps your breasts grow." I was hoping her sheltered upbringing would bring me added benefits.

"Really? Internally....you mean like eating it?"

"Yeah, that's the best way to take it to help your breasts grow. Even better than rubbing it onto them."

"Wow! They never taught us that in health class."

"No, parents don't want that kind of stuff taught in school but everybody knows it. You know all those celebrities and pop stars you see with big breasts?"

"Yeah......"

"Cum-eaters. All of them. They like to keep it quiet but to get breasts...or tits is another word grown-ups use....to get tits like theirs, they're probably eating cum almost everyday. And you want your tits to grow, right Emma?"

"Yeah, I wish they would catch up to the rest of my body," she said with a slightly confused look on her face.

"Well, you can go get that cloth if you want...but hey....why don't you try licking a little off your hands first. Maybe you'll like it."

"Okay." I watched intently as she released my deflating cock and brought her two hands towards her face. The one that had been on top most of the time was covered with slimy trails of my seed. She brought that hand in front of her face and I watched as her tongue slid out into a milky ribbon on the back of her hand. She withdrew her tongue and a long strand of cum followed it back in between her parted lips. I watched her face as she got her first taste of man-cum. Her throat contracted as she swallowed the first savory morsel.

"Well, what do you think?" I asked.

"It's a little bit salty, but it's warm and creamy too. I kind of like it," she said as she gave me a beaming smile.

"That's good, dear. Why don't you lick up the rest and then I'll be ready for you to give me another handjob." I sat back and watched her lick her hands clean and then she leaned forwards over me and I felt her tongue run along the skin of my stomach as she delved her tongue into a puddle of cum. She lapped and sucked it up and moved forwards to lick up the first big gob that had fallen on my chest.

"Mmmmmmmmm," she started subconsciously purring like a kitten as she lapped up my creamy seed. She kept busy until my chest and stomach were glistening with drying trails of her saliva. As she had been licking, I felt my cock starting to swell again and it was sitting at about half-mast by the time she finished.