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Her lips still had the lingering sweet-sour taste of dill pickles. This time our lubricated lips met with sweet, wet, shattering passion. I was tongue-fucking her mouth and she was tongue-fucking mine. She unbuttoned it, and then the next and the next button. The sweet, adolescent bud stiffened inside my mouth. Meggie moaned and arched her back thrusting her magnetic mammary mounds tightly against my mouth. At 40, I was too old to be deflowering adolescent virgins. I found the bellybutton and made a tickling, teasing exploration. Meggie moaned softly, and then moaned again louder. Her voice spoke in a husky whisper, Oh God, Uncle Jake that feels nice.

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Her curly, blonde locks showed no signs of cooperation. Unbelievably, my young niece was making no attempt to cover herself. Before I found my own voice, I took a few seconds for my eyes to make a quick exploration. While the tits had not reached the full maturity of puberty, they were nonetheless nice. She answered adamantly, No, Uncle Jake, I wouldnt rather have a boy!

In the brief few seconds that she was bent over, I gazed at the puffed pussy-lips and the slit splitting the magnificent pussy-mound. They had talked about how an active lifestyle can delay puberty. Some of them dont reach their pubic maturity until their late teens. She made one last futile attempt to brush the tangles from her hair. She found her voice, and spoke, Oh, Uncle Jake, its just you. She did not move her arms and hands to cover her pussy or tits. Although she didnt have hair on her pussy, she did have tits on her chest. Finally, my mind found some words, But, Meggie, wouldnt you rather have a young boy touching you, maybe someone from school, or maybe someone from the neighborhood?

They know I prefer a nude pussy-mound to a hairy, bush-covered one. I recalled a TV report I saw about pre-pubescent girls. I saw that this petite girl had finished drying her hair and had laid the hair dryer aside. The naked girl in my lap and the hard cock in my pants clouded my judgment.

Some of the ladies I know shave their mounds for me. I often watched their athletic routines on TV with a hard-on in my pants. More than once, Id taken out my cock and pumped it until streams of steaming, milky-white semen had coated the table in front of my couch.

I knew her to still be a virgin because her mother had told me so. I could tell that she had just stepped from the shower. Now, I reckon I should have turned away and closed the door. Again, her legs were spread enough to give a good rear-few look at her pretty pussy-mound. Thankfully, Id been able to straighten out my bulging cock while watching her ass jiggle down the hall. The crack of her naked ass wrapped around the stiffened shaft straining my jeans. I then loosened my grip and her body slid down against me. Meggie turned toward me with the cookbook in her hands. Instead, she took it to the kitchen table and laid it down. She was still talking as I found the nipple with my fingers. I had lifted her off my leg and sat her in my lap astride both legs with her back against my chest.

And, Meggie was standing there jaybird-naked trying to dry and comb her tangled-blonde hair. That girl might be short and skinny, she might be young and not all that pretty, but damn she had a well-toned body! She opened the door to a lower cabinet and bent over to look in. I wasnt all that tall myself, only 5-foot- 10, but I could have easily reached the shelf myself. Instead, I stood behind her, placed my hands on her slim waist, and lifted her nude ninety-pound, 4-foot-9 body easily. I held her ass against my cock for a few seconds longer. I think she was telling me about how easy it was to fix a meal using the recipe, when my right hand touched her ass and my left hand cupped a tit.

My hands and fingers frolicked and played, squeezing and teasing each nubile nectarine. I reached behind Meggie and pushed the cookbook aside. My lips sought the crevasses between her thighs and the lips of her pussy. My fingers closed around the pussy-lips and spread them apart. My cock stiffened as my lips closed around this clitoral prize. I knew the pee-hole was too small, yet I tried my best to stimulate pleasure.

I reached to cup the two pretty, peach-shaped breasts. My tongue teasingly touched the tender pink vaginal opening.

I was not prepared when she turned towards the door. They stood up like perky and decorative Christmas-tree ornaments. She could see my discomfort from the mistake I had made. I was playing with my nieces never-before-touched pussy and tits.

She tossed the brush aside in a gesture of surrender. From this frontal view, I could tell that my initial assessment of her pubic-mound was correct. Id say they each would probably fit perfectly inside a coffee cup. It was then that I knew for sure that the girls mother was right. I had my sisters innocent, virginal daughter strip-stark-naked sitting in my lap.

My tongue circled around and around savoring every delicious touch. I plunged even deeper into the glory-hole that was my nieces pussy. I had no intention of bursting my nieces virginal cherry, not with my tongue, and most certainly not with my cock. Meggies hips bucked to meet each thrust of my tongue.

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