Online Complete Excitement (edited)

Online Complete Excitement by Stifflittlepoints

I was not very happy with my insurance writing career, when I received a phone call from my sister, who encouraged me to pack it up and move back to my home town. She said they had a one room studio apartment adjoining their house, and that I was welcome to move in there, until I settled down. Two days later I handed in my resignation.

I packed up all my possessions in my car, arranged to have the rest sent down to me, and headed towards my old home town. It was a long trip but not very eventful, and two days later I had arrived. I drove through the town and pulled up outside my sister’s house. My sister and her husband came out to greet me, along with their two children Michael, who was a senior and their daughter Amy who was a freshman. I had seen my sister about a year previously, but had not seen her husband nor the kids, for about three years.

Michael, the son, had grown up a lot and was now 6 feet tall. I then turned to greet the last of the welcoming party, and as I turned I felt this girl throwing her arms around me and giving me a big hug. Amy greeted me and said that she was so happy that I was coming to stay with them. I hardly heard what she said though, because my mind was concentrating on something totally different.

As she hugged me, all I was conscious of were two apple-sized breasts pushing snugly up against my chest. After what seemed like a very long and very close hug, she stepped back and I saw what I had been feeling. She had grown a lot in the last three years, and a lot of that growing had been in the right places! There were good-looking curves, where there were supposed to be curves. I could not believe this beautiful girl was my niece Amy.

I moved in and settled down in the studio apartment, found a job and generally started my new life. I had always gotten along well with my sister and her family, and I fitted into the “adopted Uncle” persona quite easily. The only problem was not having my own entrance to the studio. I had to enter the flat through the main house and this caused me to be hesitant about bringing any females that I met, back home with me. As a result, my sex life waned a bit and I was getting more and more horny.

It did not help any that my niece had developed a clothing style that encompassed “all that is skimpy and small.” She has the tightest of shorts and the smallest of tops. I caught myself looking at her closely one day, as she was engrossed in a movie, and suddenly I could not stop sneaking her glances. I found my eyes wandering in her direction more and more often. Also, what at first was just a general look, became more and more specific. I would look at the shape of her breasts and when she tucked her legs underneath her, I would try to see how her tight shorts pulled up into her crotch. I was looking at my niece in a sexual manner and it was beginning to have an effect on me. I could feel the blood start to flow into my growing cock and the beginning of an erection.

Three months later Amy and I were watching a movie together — the rest of the family were reading or asleep. During the one part of the movie the main character mentioned statutory rape, and she asked me what that was. I explained to her that in different countries of the world, the age of consent varies. I then explained that this meant that if a man slept with her, even though she agreed and wanted the man to make love to her, it would be breaking the law.

Amy’s reply was that it seemed to be an “awfully stupid law”, and that some of her friends at high school were already doing it! I was a bit shocked but explained that it did not really matter if she thought the law was stupid, it was still the law. Her reply was, “Oh, so that means in two months’ time when I turn sixteen, I will then be doing it legally.” My head nearly came off my shoulders, it spun around so quickly.



She broke out laughing at my reaction, and told me she was just kidding. Something in the way she said “just kidding” made me think however, that she was not kidding. I raised an eyebrow and looked at her with a question on my face, and she just smiled. I noticed though, that she seemed to be blushing a bit. We watched the rest of the movie in silence and at the end she said goodnight to me and left the room.

Two months later, she invited some of her friends over and they had a bit of a party. Her parents had gone out for the evening, to give the kids a bit of space and freedom to enjoy themselves. I stayed at home though, but told everyone that I would stay in my studio, so that I would not interfere with the party. I was messing around on my computer when I heard a knock on the door.

When I opened it there stood Amy with a silly grin all over her face, clutching onto the door post. I asked her if she was OK and tactfully whether she had been drinking. She replied, “It’s my birthday and I only had a couple of glasses of champagne to celebrate.” I just laughed and asked her what she wanted? She said she did not want anything, and that she was just coming to say hello to her favorite Uncle, and see if I was OK.

With that she staggered forward and I had to catch her in my arms before she fell to the floor. I told her that I was fine, but that she seemed to have had one or two glasses of champagne too many. She did not say anything, but draped her arms over my neck and pushed herself up against me. Once again I felt those lovely breasts pushing into my chest. When I looked down, she tilted her head back and just smiled up at me.

I was tempted to bend down and kiss her, but thought to myself, is this really what I think it is? Is my niece giving me a come-on, or is it that she just has had a glass too much to drink? As I started to push away from her she pulled me tighter towards her and putting her mouth next to my ear whispered, “I am pretty buzzed.” She smiled up at me, turned around and walked out of the room.

Once again I had a restless night, but eventually I managed to get to sleep. I woke up about an hour later, but could not figure out why I had woken. I thought it was because that I had sensed that someone was in the room with me, but when I called out, no-one answered. I drifted off back to sleep and woke in the morning with a morning glory (erection) like I had not had since I was a teenager. As I climbed out of bed with my full six inches sticking straight up like a pipe, I thought about the previous night.

As I stood next to the bed, I noticed something out of the corner of my eye. There on the spare pillow of the double bed was a pair of white panties. I picked them up and looked at them. They were the thong type of panties — a small triangle of flimsy material in the front and a thin thong going around to the back. I almost fell over, as I realized who must have left them for me. They were too small to be my sisters and must therefore belong to Amy. She had snuck into my room last night to leave the panties on the pillow.

That is what had woken me up in the night! I sat there looking at the panties thinking to myself they are so small and skimpy. Then I wondered what they would look like on her. That thin thong disappearing into the crack of her butt, and the small triangle covering the front. The front bit was so small . . . but did it cover her whole pussy? Surely the hair would stick out on the side. Unless she shaved! These thoughts were whirling around in my head as I sat there on the bed, naked with a throbbing erection and holding on to a pair of my niece’s panties in my hand.

Then I realized that as I sat there, my right hand had dropped into my lap and I was idly stroking myself. With a start I pulled my hand away, but then thought, why not? I was so horny, that when I really started stroking myself, it was only a minute or two later that I felt the beginning of an orgasm approaching. I brought my left hand towards the end of my cock to catch the cum, when I realized that I was holding the panties in that hand. Seeing them and knowing whose they were, did it for me and I started to spurt. I held the panties over the tip of my cock and blasted five or six long spurts of cum into them.

As I finally calmed down after what was probably one of the best climaxes I have ever had, I looked down at the sodden panties. Oh shit, I thought, how the hell can I give these things back to her now? I will have to wash them first. Then I thought how the hell am I going to give them back to her even if they are clean? What do I do — give them to her personally, or put them on her bed? So I decided, I will wash them but if she wants them back, she can come and ask me for them.

I did not see Amy in the morning and that night when we all arrived home, she avoided me like the plague. If I went into the lounge, as I was walking in, I would see her going out onto the veranda. This continued for about four days before I finally cornered her on her own. “Amy”, I told her, “It’s ok, you had too much champagne and got a bit silly. Don’t be embarrassed, I’m actually a bit flattered and I love the panties.” She laughed at the last comment and blushed a bit, as she said I could keep them.

The next three weeks were back to normal, except for my increasing fantasies about my naughty niece. Then my sister told me that she and her spouse were going away for the weekend and would I mind babysitting the “kids.” She told me that they do not need a babysitter, as they are old enough to look after themselves, but it would be nice to know that I was around, should there be a problem. I said it would be fine and almost replied that I knew exactly how grown up they had become, especially Amy . . . their horny little daughter! However, I kept quiet and said it would not be a problem.

Friday came and my sister and brother-in-law drove off for the weekend. Two hours later there was a knock on the front door and it was one of my nephews’ friends. He had come to collect Michael. I asked where they were going? (Even though he was now eighteen years old). They said they were going out to a pub and then sleeping over at the friend’s house! I almost yelled “NO you can’t do that. You can’t leave Amy and me alone!”

Then I thought how the hell would I be able to explain what I meant. How do you tell your nephew that you have constantly been thinking about his sister, and that you desperately want to fuck her! That you have been fighting this urge for the last couple of months, because of mixed feelings. Guilt that it was your niece; fear of what would happen if your sister found out; uncertainty about if she was serious or just teasing. It did not really matter because I just stood there quietly and watched them leave.

Thinking that the only way to behave myself, would be to avoid temptation, I started heading for my apartment. As I left, Amy asked where I was going? When I told her she said OK, and that she was going to go and have a shower. I went to my lounge and switched on the computer and immediately went to a favorite chat room. As I observed who had signed in, I started thinking of Amy, and something else started to come up, in my pants!

I imagined her in the bathroom, taking her top off, sliding those small pants down to her ankles. What type of panties was she wearing tonight? Are they like the ones she left for me? She is reaching behind her and unhooking her bra, exposing those two apple-sized tits. Putting her thumbs in the side of her panties and pulling them down her legs. Boy what I would give for a tiny camera aimed at her right now.

Twenty minutes later and I was busy chatting to someone from Australia. I heard a knock on the door and shouted, “Come in.” Amy came in dressed in a Kimono type dressing gown, and asked me what I was doing. When I told her, she said that it sounded like fun and that she was bored and would I mind if she sat and watched. I should have said no, but instead said “Sure, grab a chair”. She went over to the other side of the desk and bent down to pick up one of the chairs. As she did, her gown opened up a fraction and I got a glimpse of her bra and the teen titties that were almost fully visible.