Uncle Gives Niece Driving Lessons

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"Why don't you ask your father to take you driving?" After all that happened in the past, to be honest, unable to trust myself being alone with her, I was afraid to be in a car alone with my niece. After having had sex with her grandmother, her mother, her aunt, and her stepmother, even though I was eager to have sex with Kristen too, I was reticent to add my virginal niece to my list of forbidden, sexual victims. "I'm sure Alec would love to take you driving," I said.

Looking as if she was about to cry, Kristen looked at me with pleading eyes. She looked at me in the way that Colleen looked at me when she wanted something and/or needed me to do something. I only wished that Kristen had her stepmother's double D breasts. If she had Colleen's big tits, there'd be no way in Hell that I'd be saying no to her. Unable to help myself, I like women with big tits. Yet, my niece did have that incredibly, sensational, and one-of-a-kind ass. She had an ass that made me want to have anal sex with her. She had the kind of ass that made me do whatever she asked me to do.

'I'd love to lick Kristen's ass before fucking her ass,' I thought. 'I'd love to bend her over my knees, lift her short skirt, pull down her panties, and while touching her ass, squeezing her ass, and slapping her ass. I'd love to have my wicked, sexual way with her naked ass.'

I imagined my niece teasing me with her sexy ass in the way that her stepmother teased me with her big tits. I stared at my niece while imagining seeing her naked ass, touching her naked ass, feeling her naked ass, squeezing her naked ass, and slapping her naked ass. I stared at my niece while imagining fucking her ass. I imagined her wanting me to fuck her ass as much as I wanted to fuck her ass.

"Please, Uncle Mark. Please? When I complained to my stepmother that no one would take me driving, Aunt Claudia overheard my conversation and suggested that I ask you. Please? Every time I ask my Dad, my stepmom ruins our plans by giving him something to do. I hate my stepmother. I hate Colleen. I wish my Dad never divorced my mom," said Kristen stomping her foot as if she was about to take a tantrum.

As I suspected, Kristen had an inappropriate, sexual crush on her father. Obviously knowing what Alec was capable of after he had sex with his sister, Claudia, and his mother, Corrine, Colleen, did her best not to him alone with his daughter for fear of him having sex with her too. With Alec continuing to have sex with his sister, in the way that Colleen continued to have sex with me and with my wife, for that matter, she obviously figured that Alec would no doubt have sex with his daughter too. Instead, frustrated in her attempts to get her father's attention, sexual or otherwise, rejected after following him around as if a puppy, Kristen had recently cast her sexual eye on me.

If only she wasn't so young, I'd love to make out with her while feeling her through her clothes. If only she wasn't my blood-related niece, in the way that I did with her grandmother, her mother, her aunt, and her stepmother, I'd love to strip her naked. I'd love to stick my stiff prick in her beautiful, virginal mouth and fuck her face before fucking her pussy and her ass. If only she wasn't so incestuously forbidden, I'd take her in my arms, kiss her, and have sex with her.

Alas, something I never had before when having sex with Kristen's grandmother, Corrine, her mother, Marilyn, her aunt, Maggie, and her stepmother, Colleen, I was having a guilty conscious now over imagining having sex with Kristen. No doubt, because she was so young, I couldn't help but feel that I was taking sexual advantage of her. In the way that Colleen took sexual advantage of me and of everyone, I didn't want to be like her. I couldn't help but feel like an incestuous predator in wanting to have sex with my niece.

"Okay," I said. "It would be my pleasure to help with your driver's training," literally and figuratively I thought.

Being the pervert that I had suddenly become, I hoped that driving lessons wasn't all that she wanted. I hoped she'd want to have some sexy, exhibitionist fun. I wondered if she'd willingly to flash truckers her naked tits while driving on the highway and tollbooth attendants her panties when stopped to pay a toll. Actually, to be honest, I hoped that she wanted and expected more from me than to just take her driving. Hoping beyond hope, I hoped she'd allow me to give her sex. I'd love nothing more than to train my virginal niece on how to be an incestuous whore.

'Wow, how hot would that be for Kristen to be my whore and my sexy bitch,' I thought?

Nonetheless my sexual self-control, I imagined bending my niece over the hood of my car. I imagined lifting her short skirt, pulling down her white, bikini panties, and fucking her in the way that I fucked her mother, her aunt, and her stepmother. Then, instead of just fucking her pussy, a good way not to impregnate her with my illegitimate child, I imagined fucking her ass while she was still bent over my car.

With my mind already running away with having incestuous sex with Kristen, I hoped that I could trust myself being alone with her when giving her driving lessons. Already, without even getting in the car, I had forbidden and inappropriate, sexual thoughts of having sex with my niece. Playing with fire, with Kristen more like her stepmother than her mother, even though she was still a virgin, a whore in training, I knew she was working on becoming a whore. Hopefully adding me to her sexual resume, she was using me for her sexual experience.

"Can we go now, Uncle Mark? Please?"

Wishing that she'd call me Mark instead of Uncle Mark, Kristen looked at me with wide eyes while pressuring me to drop whatever I was doing to take her out driving now. How could I say no to someone who looked like her? Why would I not want to be alone with her in my car? Maybe, in the way that she was obviously so sexually attracted to her father, she'd surprise me and give me the incestuous sex that she'd no doubt love to give him.

"Sure," I said as if I was hypnotized by her beauty and mesmerized by her tight, round ass.

My cock throbbed with the thoughts of parking somewhere desolate with my niece. My prick pulsated while imagining making out with her. I imagined feeling her through her clothes while kissing her, French kissing her. I imagined undressing her and stripping her naked in the way that I stripped her grandmother, her mother, her aunt, and her stepmother all naked. I imagined having sexual intercourse with Kristen. I imagined my niece on her knees and sucking my cock with me ejaculating my incestuous lust in her young, beautiful, virginal mouth. I imagined having anal sex with her.

"Thank you, Uncle Mark. Thank you," she said. "I really appreciate you helping me."

I looked at her and gave her a devious smile while she returned my smile with her sexy, albeit innocent look. I wondered if she'd thank me after I ejaculated my cum in her mouth. I wondered if she'd thank me after I gave her sexual orgasms with my fingers, my mouth and my cock. I wondered if she'd thank me after I fucked her pussy before fucking her ass.

'Hmm, you're welcome,' I thought.

I wonder how much she appreciated me helping her. I wonder if she appreciated me taking her driving enough to give me sex. In the way that I'm helping her with her driving problem, her need to pass her driving test to get her license, I wonder if she'd help me with my sexual problem, incestuous horniness. If she did help me out with my need to have sex with her beautiful body, I'd definitely thank her for giving me sex in the way that she just thanked me for taking her driving.

'Thank you, Kristen,' I imagined saying after ejaculating a load of cum in her beautiful mouth and all over her face and naked breasts.

I imagined her still on her knees and smiling up at me.

"You're welcome Uncle Mark. It was my pleasure to blow you," I imagined my sweet niece saying.

While imagining that she was my sexy girlfriend or my forbidden young lover instead of my niece, I stared as she walked closer to me and kissed me on the cheek. The feel of her soft lips on my cheek made my cock swell. From her innocent kiss on my cheek, I imagined parting her lips and French kissing her. Tempted to turn my head for her to kiss me on the lips, not wanting to move too soon and too fast, I thought better of it.

The last thing that I wanted to do was to frighten her. The last thing that I wanted her to think was that I was a letch which, of course, I was. With her so close to me, I could smell her bath gel mixed with her shampoo and perfume. I wondered if she felt and tasted as good as she smelled. I wondered what she looked like naked before, during, and after taking a shower. I wondered what she sounded like when having a sexual orgasm. I wondered if she ever had a sexual orgasm. I wondered if she masturbated herself in the way that I'm always masturbating myself.

"Fuck me, Uncle Mark. Fuck me. Hump me faster. Hump me harder. Make me cum, Uncle Mark. Make me cum," I imagined her saying while having sex with me and as I gave her a sexual orgasm.

'Perhaps after I help you, you can help me with a very hard problem that I'll surely have after being alone with you,' I thought while imagining my niece stroking my prick before sucking my prick and fucking my prick.

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Every week for five weeks, I took her driving. Every week for five weeks, she wore tight, painted on jeans and a loose sweatshirt that slid off her sexy shoulders to reveal her sexy white, blue, black, or pink bra strap. Every week for five weeks, sexually exciting to be sitting in a car alone with my niece, every time she leaned forward, I peered down her sweatshirt to ogle her cleavage and bra.

Back and forth, up and down, and all around, we endlessly drove around the city before driving on the highway. We even practiced parallel parking on a side street. With her no longer needing me to take her driving, she was ready to pass her driving test. Only, I didn't want her to leave, not yet. Enjoying our alone time together, talking about this, that, and everything, this was a memory that I had with my niece that I'd never forget.

This was it. The fifth and last time that I'd be taking my niece driving on the road. This was the last time that I'd be alone with her in my car. As if I was breaking up with my too young girlfriend, I was feeling sad.

It was an unseasonably warm day and, even though the car was air conditioned, wanting to be comfortable in a hot car, I decided to wear loose shorts instead of wearing jeans. Besides, if we dared to park somewhere, in the way that she was wearing a low-cut blouse and a short skirt that gave me easy access to her tits and pussy, I wanted to give her easy access to my prick. If I chickened out and didn't make a pass at my niece, at the very least, I wanted to flash her my cock in the way she had been flashing me her low-cut bra and sexy cleavage for weeks. If I dared to flash her my prick, at least I'd have masturbation material for later.

After flirting with her and sexually teasing Kristen for five, long weeks, now or never, I needed to make my incestuous, sexual move. Even after driving alone with her for five, long weeks, I didn't know if my flirting and sexual teasing was well received or rejected. It was difficult to read a woman who was more than a third my age.

Then, when I saw her leaving her house for the last driving lesson, as shocked as I was sexually excited, I couldn't believe my eyes. As if she was leaving for a date, she surprised me when she left her house wearing a short skirt and a low-cut top. Her hair was fixed and her makeup was perfectly applied. Was this all for me or was she going on a date after our driving lesson?

Staring at her long legs and her shapely thighs as she walked closer to the car, never had I seen as much of my niece as I was seeing now. She looked so beautiful. She looked so sexy. I couldn't wait to get her in the car alone. I couldn't wait to get her to drive someplace secluded. My perfect opportunity, I couldn't wait to finally make my sexual move.

I handed her my car keys and, as if we were boyfriend and girlfriend, husband and wife, or lovers, we walked out to the car together. Hoping for an up-skirt view beneath her short skirt, I held the car door open for her and watched as she made herself comfortable in the driver's seat of my car. With her skirt so short, hoping to see her panties, as soon as she sat in the car, her short skirt climbed nearly to the top of her thighs.

If I squatted down, leaned forward, and turned to her, I could probably see her panties or, if she wasn't wearing panties, her naked pussy. Tempted to take a peek, yet not wanting to be too obvious in my voyeurism, I controlled myself to behave and got in the car beside her. The last thing that I wanted to do was to ruin my chances of having sex with her by making her feel uncomfortable and/or pressured. Immediately, she inserted the key in the ignition.

'I can't believe she's not fixing her skirt,' I thought. 'If her skirt climbed another two inches higher, I'd be seeing her panties. She made me wish that I was the brake, gas, and clutch pedals. She made me wish that I had the foresight to install a hidden camera under the dashboard and aimed directly between her legs.'

I controlled myself from staring at her naked, shapely thighs by staring up at her pretty face and her bright, green eyes. She had the kind of eyes that changed color to what she was wearing. If she was wearing brown, her eyes were browner, if she was wearing blue, her eyes were bluer, but if she was wearing green, as she was today with her green, low-cut blouse, her eyes were greener.

"Wait," I said. Something that I said every time she got in the car and something that she always forgot to do. Too busy checking her cell phone, she was already preoccupied and distracted. I reached over and took her phone from her. "I'll hold this for you. You mustn't text while driving. Now, before you start the car, fasten your seatbelt and then check your rearview mirrors to make sure that there's no one behind you."

When she leaned to the left to reach for her seatbelt, her right ass cheek moved off the seat cushion and her skirt was short enough to expose herself. Making my cock throb, I saw a quick flash of the side of her white panties. Stunned that I was seeing my niece's panties, I was tempted to put my left hand beneath her ass on the pretense that I was killing a spider before she sat on it and it bit her. Before I could react to put my hand palm up to feel her panty clad ass, she moved too quickly back in position.

At least I knew she was wearing panties. It would have been not only more convenient but also more sexually suggestive if she wasn't wearing panties. Yet, with her wearing a short skirt, that was a plus and a vote of confidence that she wanted to show me what I hoped to see. She reached for the seatbelt and pulled, then pulling harder, she pulled harder again and again.

"I can't. It's stuck," she said pulling at the buckle before turning to me for help. "I think it's broken."

I reached over her, relaxed the tension, and fastened her seatbelt. Flustered and sexually frustrated, it was hard not to touch her and difficult to control myself from feeling her. With my horny hand so very close to her body, tempted to stick my hand down the top of her low-cut blouse, I was tempted to grope her breasts through her bra. Instead, of cupping her breasts while fingering her nipples, feeling her tits with my arm instead, I purposefully and deliberately slid a slow forearm across her blouse and bra clad breasts. I wondered if my arm excited her nipples in the way that touching her with my forearm erected my cock.

While wishing that I was doing more than just fastening her seatbelt, I reached down to fasten her seatbelt buckle by her right thigh. I wished I was fingering her pussy through her panties. Instead, grabbing the material of her short skirt and stealthily pulling it up higher with my fingertips, I made sure that I hiked up her short skirt even higher than it was before with my horny hand. Now with the bottom of her skirt in line with the bottom of her panties, her panty clad pussy was nearly visible to my horny eyes.

I was glad that my car had a standard transmission because every time she widened her knees to depressed the clutch with her left foot, her skirt would no doubt climb even higher. Hoping she didn't notice that she was exposed enough to pull down her skirt, I couldn't wait to see more of my sexy niece. Glad that my niece was now a more experienced driver, I'd be looking more between her sexy and shapely legs than I'd be looking at the road.

Only, with this our fifth and last lesson, now or never, I was out of time. If only I could take her out a few times more but with her driving test scheduled for next week, this was it. I needed to make my sexual move on my niece. I needed to know if she wanted to have sex with me as much as I wanted to have sex with her.

I needed to somehow devise a plan for her to think that having sex with me was as much her idea as it was my idea. In the way that she was sexually attracted to her father, Alec, I hoped she was sexually attracted to me too. Just sitting beside her and breathing the same air made me dizzy with sexual delight and unmitigated horniness.

Pretending to look out the driver's side window as my niece was driving, with the hem of her short skirt now up to her crotch, I could clearly see the bottom of her white panties. Every time she widened her knees and moved her left foot higher to depressed the clutch, her short skirt moved higher too. I could clearly see her camel toe, her pussy slit, her pussy mound, and the darker patch of her red, pubic hair through her white, sheer panties. With the view of my niece's panties making me so horny, I was tempted to reach my left hand over and finger her pussy through her panties as she drove.

'Oh, my God, she's such a sexy bitch,' I thought. 'If only I could just kiss her, I'd die a happy man.'

Not daring to touch her, at the very least, I didn't want to distract her. At the very most, I didn't want her to have an accident. No doubt, too much too soon, figuring that she'd reject my sexual advances, I didn't want Kristen to think that her uncle was a pervert, even though I was.

Daring myself to make my sexual move, I was so nervous. For sure, the last thing that I wanted to do was to ruin the slow, sexual seduction of my niece. I'd rather bide my time and wait for the right moment. Who knows? Maybe she'd surprise me by making the first sexually, incestuous move. Yet, I didn't have any more time. After today, the reason for her getting her driver's license, with her going off to college, who knows when I'd see her again?

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'I can't believe I'm seeing Kristen's panties,' I thought while staring down at all that she was showing and at all that I was seeing. Unable to think of anything else, I was distracted thinking of her panties. 'Now that I'm seeing my niece's white panties, I wish I could finger her through her panties. I wish I could lick her through her panties. I wish I could push her panties aside and rub her clit while fingering her warm, wet pussy,' I thought while driving with her. 'I wish I could get her in the backseat and remove her panties.'

Instead, of making a premature, sexual pass at my niece, while waiting and expecting her to pull down her short skirt lower, I enjoyed an uninterrupted view of her shapely thighs and white panties. Then, when she didn't pull her skirt lower to deny me an up-skirt view of her exposed panties, I wondered if she knew she was exposed and was deliberately flashing me. Perhaps, taking lessons from her stepmother, perhaps she was unaware that she was flashing me her panties. Perhaps, she was purposely flashing me her panties. Perhaps, she didn't care that she was showing me her panties and that I was seeing her panties.