His Young Niece Needed to Be Satisfied

Episode 1

Ellie was a shy and quiet girl, but because of her beauty and her early budding, she drew more attention than most girls her age, mostly from boys a year or two older than her, but even a few grownups. In her first year in high school (when she was 15) she had breasts that were small but amazingly firm.

Her Uncle Mike was one of those that had a hard time keeping his eyes off of the youngster, in spite of the fact that she was his own niece; and a blood relative, at that. Married and divorced, he had never felt any urges for middle school girls, but each time that he was around his niece, he found himself wanting to touch her developing body. He soon took to masturbating with her in mind; in the beginning hating himself for doing so, but then finally accepting that it was just a mental thing. He would never really touch her, he told himself.

Then came the day he got the call from Ellie.

“Hello?”

“Hey Uncle Mike, it’s me.”

“Hi, sweetie, what’s up?”

“Ma said she thought you might be home; that I should call you,” she said.

“Yeah, I am, Sweetheart. I’ve been off all week.”

“That’s what she thought, that’s why she said to call you.”

He glanced at the clock and saw that it was after 3 PM and realized that his niece was out of school. “You need a ride or something?”

“Nah, er, no, it’s not that. It’s that our computer broke down and I have to do some homework and need a computer. I could go to the library, but she thought it would be better if I used yours.”

“Sure Hun, no problem. When? Now?”

“Yeah, I’m with a couple of friends. Their mom was going to drop me off at the library. Could she drop me off at your place?”

“I’m waiting with open arms, my love.”

She giggled. “‘Kay, see you in a few.”

Mike put down his drink and hurried over and took the porn out of the machine. He had watched it the night before, but hadn’t bothered to extract it. Best do so now, just in case Ellie decided that she wanted to watch something.

Next, he wandered over and turned on the computer, and paused. He was only in his shorts. The alcohol he had consumed was enough to cause him to toy with the idea of not putting on anything over the shorts, but not enough to convince him to do so. Instead, he went into the bathroom and grabbed the robe that had been hanging on the door. As he walked back out, he was thinking that it would be best for him to get dressed, when his bell rang and his door opened immediately thereafter.

“Hey Unk,” Ellie grinned, walking into the living room.

Mike couldn’t help but to allow his eyes to quickly run over her sweet body, from the top of her natural curly blonde hair to her shoe covered feet, pausing along the way by split seconds at her just right chest and over her tight jeans. He felt a bit of an arousal starting and was somewhat ashamed.

“Hi Love. Get yourself settled,” he said, pointing to the computer. “Can I get you a soda or anything?”

“You got diet?” she asked as she dropped her bag on the floor by the computer chair, and began rummaging within it.

He nodded and she got herself busy. Then, as if out of the blue, he exclaimed with a smile, “God you look beautiful today!” as he walked out to the kitchen and grabbed a soda for her. “You want it in a glass with ice?” he called out to her.

Ellie called back, “Nah, that’s okay. Just out of the can will be fine.”

He walked back and handed the can to her. Because she was already busy at the computer, he walked away, grabbed his drink, and sat on the couch. After taking a long drink, he grabbed the remote and put on the TV. However, he barely paid attention, even though he tried to make it appear that he was watching it. Instead, most of the time he would steal glances at his hot looking niece.

During the half hour or so that she was on the computer, he occasionally would throw a comment or question to her over his shoulder, again telling her how attractive and grown up she was, remarking that he thought she was probably the prettiest girl in school. Like all girls, Ellie enjoyed this flattery from such a good looking guy, even if it was her own uncle. By the time she was finished with her homework on the computer, she felt relaxed and very cool being talked to as an equal by a guy who was older and more mature than the boys in her class.

He had gotten up and was standing alongside her as she shut the machine off. Then she rose to stand, facing him. Ellie had been so distracted by some of his comments that she now didn’t notice the smell of alcohol on his breath, nor recognize that he was being bolder than at any time in the past.

“I bet all the guys at school are always telling you how gorgeous you are and how they love your blonde hair and hit on you constantly.”

“Not really,” she said, feeling so flushed by his interest.

“Have you ever gone all the way with a boy?” he asked her matter-of-factly.

She blushed and was quite taken aback at his direct question, but the question gave her funny feelings in between her legs, just as she felt when she rubbed herself in bed at night.

“N-no I haven’t. T-That’s silly, Uncle Mike. My folks would kill me . . . you know that,” she heard herself say.

She could see by the considerable bulge in his robe, that he was aroused, and she felt the thrilled tingles in her breasts and her pussy. Her nipples were hard now and showing quite prominently through her bra and shirt.

“Have you ever seen a . . . COCK before?” he asked in a matter of fact way.

Ellie tensed, knowing how wrong a question that was, yet still, she responded, saying, “N-not really. Only my brother’s; and not since I was much younger.”

Mike was standing very close in front of her,and she could see the tented area in the front of his robe as his cock tried to get free.

He watched his niece’s eyes as they looked down at where he bulged. With the alcohol having taken its effect on him, along with what he perceived as his niece’s agreeable attitude, he dared to become bolder. His hand casually went down and opened the belt of his robe, and when Ellie just watched without recoiling, he allowed the terry cloth garment to open fully. Then, with her eyes watching, he stuffed his hand into the opening of his boxer shorts, and emerged with his fully erect cock.

Ellie gasped and caught her breath. She suddenly realized then that her uncle had been drinking and that she should get out of there in a hurry. Instead, she couldn’t take her eyes off of his manhood. It looked so big and beautiful, even if a little frightening.

“I just got out of the shower. You can touch it if you want. Just feel how warm and soft it is,” he invited.

“I-I c-can’t,” she said, her quiet, nervous voice not sounding convincing.

Her eyes would glance down, then hurriedly tear away, pause, return and look down again to restart the cycle; each time she looked down, her eyes spent more time than the last. Then her eyes finally stayed . . . looking mesmerized . . . as she paused and stared at his long cock.

“Can’t, because you don’t want to, or can’t, because you’re afraid?”

She shrugged her shoulders, her young face confused, indicating that she wasn’t sure just what she meant.

“Just feel how warm and soft it is,” he invited.

“No I can’t; it’s not right,” she said in a low voice, her eyes seemingly thoroughly fascinated at the smooth and swollen man-flesh.

“No one will know; I won’t tell. Go ahead, sweetheart; touch it. It would make me feel great,” he smiled.

“No . . . Uncle Mike, I can’t.”

He looked at her face, seeing that she was mentally absorbed with his cock. Her breathing was much heavier than earlier. There was a flush about her and he guessed that she was probably feeling some sort of sexual arousal feelings . . . in her pussy.

“You’re grown up now Ellie. You’re not really frightened of one, are you? Haven’t you sometimes thought of what one looks and feels like? Go on . . . touch it.”

The 15-year-old didn’t know why she reacted, maybe it was the challenge in his voice, or the fact that she really had thought about guys down there; what they looked like when they got hard; what it is that makes some girls . . . like cocks so much and do things with them. She could hear her own heart beating harder with excitement. Her small slender hand reached out and she gently grasped the object of her fascination.

“Nnnnggg,” he groaned at her touch.

Ellie was amazed that she was actually touching an excited man’s cock. It felt so hard and yet so very silky soft at the same time and she found that she loved the feel of it. It was flawless; not veined or purple, like those angry looking ones she’d seen on the Internet.

Mike slowly and gently put his hand over hers and paused, so as she wouldn’t get scared. Then he helped her hand to wrap its fingers tighter around his now fully erect cock, and again waited until she lost her tenseness, though her breathing was obviously increased. Finally, he helped her move her fisted hand up and down his smooth shaft. To his delight, after a few seconds of true hesitation where he thought she might revolt, Ellie ‘s hand suddenly was compliant. He began groaning when she got into the rhythm as she started to jack him off . . . as if she had done it many times before with many boys.

Ellie was going slow and easy, as she realized that she was actually giving a hand job to a real guy. . . her own uncle. It was so wrong, so naughty, but she couldn’t make herself stop. She knew he wouldn’t tell. Hell why would he . . . guys liked this. Besides, he would be too afraid that he’d get in trouble. ‘Just make him cum and see what it looks like . . . when it shoots out,’ she thought. Her young mind was now racing. Would he make her lick the bulbous head or maybe shoot his whole load . . . inside her mouth?

Mike too was no longer thinking with a rational mind. He was well aware just how wrong this was, but he too couldn’t stop himself. In fact, the feelings shooting throughout his body and brain were causing him to react instinctively.

He raised his hands and moved them up between their bodies and onto his young niece’s tasty looking tits; initially just ever-so-slightly cupping them. Ellie ‘s eyes momentarily clenched as she seemed to push her chest almost imperceptibly outwards . . . toward him. Mike then closed his hands to clutch the taut, heated, wonders and he could feel the nipples standing out underneath her shirt and thin bra.

Ellie let out a soft moan as her uncle’s hands gently but firmly manipulated her boobs. As he did this, her hand never let go of her prize and although she was no longer jerking him off, she continued to massage his stiff cock with one hand along the shaft, sometimes squeezing, sometimes stroking it, as her other hand felt and cautiously fondled his balls.