Young Uncle Mike Babysits the Teens

My sister had children very soon after her total disaster marriage. Sam was basically a pig and after the kids were in school, he divorced her, leaving her the house and a sizable amount of money in the settlement. She and I were several years apart and I had always been informed by my parents, my birth was “an accident”. Susie lived in the country, and I remember spending a few weeks at her large farm house several years before. When I was out there, her four daughters, were still small and I became their favorite uncle, being only a few years older than they were.

There was a large pool in their backyard, and the basement was finished as a game room, complete with a wet bar, couch, big screen monitor, and a Ping-Pong table. She had divorced her husband after catching him fooling around with his secretary. The settlement left her in sole custody of their four young daughters. The last time our family had visited them, the girls were young and rather bratty, always pestering me.

I had finished my second year at State, and I was looking forward to making some money and enjoying my summer. I had to leave my dorm and move back with my parents for a couple of months. Then all of a sudden, that changed. On my way back home, my cell phone rang and it was my sister Susie. She had a proposal for me that she thought would help me out financially and help her get some time away from her daughters, which would be beneficial for everyone.

“Hi Mike, I spoke with Mom about this, and she thinks it would be alright,” she began. “I’ve been invited by a new friend of mine to go on a three-week cruise, but I can’t get someone responsible to watch the house and kids when I’m gone. I’ll pay you $1,000 for the three weeks, along with grocery money. The girls have promised me they’ll behave themselves while I’m gone. What do you think?”

I wasn’t sure what to think. The idea of spending three weeks watching those bratty younger kids certainly didn’t thrill me, but $1,000 was more money than I thought I could make all summer long, doing chores for neighbors. “Well, I suppose it would be alright,” I said. “Will I have to cook and clean up after the kids too?”

“Absolutely not,” she said. “I’ve already made a schedule for them, where they will cook and do chores on alternate days. The only thing I ask is for you to drive them to their practices in my SUV. Leslie has soccer practice every afternoon, the twins are starting cheerleader camp this Saturday, and little Kelly, who will be in her last year at middle school, goes to gymnastics practice four times a week. I know it sounds like a lot of taxiing them around, but at least you won’t have them all in the house at the same time.”

“Boy, they certainly sound like super busy for kids their age. How old are they now anyway? I haven’t seen them for years,” I asked.

“Well, Leslie is almost 17 now. She’s grown up quite a bit in the last few months — always on the phone with her girlfriends talking about boys. The twins, Emma and Emily, are 16, and Kelly just turned 15. They seemed happy to hear that you might be staying here. They remembered when you used to play with them years ago. All I hear around the house is, ‘When is Mike coming?’ As you know, the nearest neighbors are half a mile down the road, and they miss seeing their friends every day at school. I don’t think they’ll be as annoying as you might remember them, now that they’ve grown up a bit.”

“When is your cruise?” “Sorry for the short notice, but I head for Fort Lauderdale on Saturday, so I would need you to be here Saturday morning.” “O.K.,” I answered, “I’ll pack some things and have Mom drop me off, since I will be using your car.”

“Thanks, Mike, I really appreciate it. I’ve been looking forward to this cruise for some time. I’ll write down all the details of the girls’ schedules and contact numbers for the plumber, power company, doctor, you know, in case anything goes wrong. I’ll see you Saturday. Bye now.”

That was how watching these horny nymphs began. I remember thinking to myself, ‘Boy, this is going to be Hell dealing with these kids.’ But then, later that night I wondered what the girls looked like now, especially Leslie, who my sister said had grown up quite a bit.

Saturday arrived, and I had packed my things into two suitcases. Along with my clothes, I stashed some porn to satisfy my late night passions. I had to admit I had become addicted to constantly masturbating, and had to bring along my visual stimuli for the three week stay. Hopefully I could tie into their Wi-Fi to bring more visual stimulation during the weeks I was there, utilizing my laptop. I knew that I could always stay up later than the kids and wack off in the basement playroom while they slept if needed.

Susie and her youngest daughter met me and my mom as we pulled into the long driveway. I was happy to be out of the suburbs and into the country again. My sister’s farm house was old but large, standing on 40 acres of fields and woods. This was going to be a great vacation, I thought to myself, and I was getting paid for it too!

My sis showed me the furnace, fuse box, and gave me a neatly typed three-page list of emergency numbers along with the times and locations of the girls’ practices. I had a hard time concentrating on what she was telling me, because I was still thinking about the sexy young girl that greeted me with a smile in the driveway. My sister placed her luggage in the back of the car, and indicated that Leslie the oldest, would be bringing home the twins from cheer leading practice in an hour or so, now that she had her license. Susie waved goodbye and got in the car . . . with I assumed her new boyfriend and left. My attention was immediately focused on Kelly, who was eyeing me, the same way I was looking at her.

“Wanna watch me do my gymnastics stunts?” she asked coyly.

“Sure, where should we go?” I asked.

“I have some mats in the backyard and there is a folding chair next to it just for you. Maybe even you could hold me up when I do my handstands or headstands,” she proposed.

“I look forward to it,” I said as we walked around the garage to the backyard.

Kelly, at only 15, was a very light blonde and must have weighed only 80 pounds soaking wet. She was a show-off too, as she started doing cartwheels, and trying to get my attention. She behaved more like a 10-year-old than a girl almost out of middle school. Her face was very pretty, with a little turned up nose and sparkling white teeth, accented with the most beautiful bright blue eyes I had ever seen. I couldn’t believe that I was actually admiring little Kelly as she pranced about — hell, she was the youngest, but she looked so cute as she spun around showing all her gymnastic moves.

As I would learn later, while the other girls were wearing bras that showed up under their shirts, Kelly’s nipples stood out like pencil erasers through her pink terry cloth top she was wearing. Every time she spun on her hands in a cartwheel, her shirt fell back enough for me to catch a slight glance of the lemon sized titties underneath. She was giving me quite a show, and I think she was aware of it, as she kept her blue eyes glued to mine while she spun upside down.

I couldn’t believe this. Here I was, a college sophomore, and actually being turned on by my cousin! I must be sick, I thought to myself. Horny as hell was a better deion, because I hadn’t had any pussy for several weeks. Kelly proceeded to do front rolls, jumping jacks and stretches. As mentioned earlier, she wore a thin pink terry cloth top, with obviously nothing on underneath, and she had on pink tights with a matching pink wrap-around skirt.

“I am going to do a couple more cartwheels and then I want to practice my head stands, if that works for you?” she asked. I nodded my approval and she watched my reaction . . . almost as if she were trying to impress a judge. Next, she began to do slow, very deliberate cartwheels right in front of me. As I sat back on my folding chair, I realized almost immediately, going at this speed, her loose top would fall away as she was upside down. As a result, her bare stomach was showing. But then she moved much closer to me and did an almost slow motion cartwheel. The consequence being that her top slipped up towards her shoulders, entirely uncovering her bare chest.

Suddenly her bare titties were right in front of me for a few seconds, which immediately caused my cock to begin its continuous growth towards a full erection. She did a second one, and then stopped to see my reaction. I discovered Kelly wasn’t naive in the slightest, as her attention was drawn directly towards the bulge in my shorts. I tried to hide my condition, but was interrupted by her quick question:

“Could you do me a favor, and take out your phone and do a video of me doing a couple of more cartwheels? We are supposed to look at movies and try to improve our technique and maybe later we can watch them together and you can give me pointers.”

“Of course,” I said being totally surprised by her suggestion. Not thinking, I stood up and unhooked my phone from the side holster it was in and prepared to take a shot or two, per her request. A big smile appeared on Kelly’s face as she now could see my full erection poking out the front of my shorts.

“Go ahead,” I said trying to get her attention away from my cock, as I flipped my phone into video mode. The little vixen moved several feet to my left and proceeded to lean over and begin her movement. I was able to get a full shot of her entire body twirling around and around, but when she came up next to me, I quickly focused in on her bare cute lemon sized breasts. It was only for a second, but this close-up would be a wicked source for late night viewing for days to come. Then she surprised me again, after completing several passes . . . by asking if she might be able to see her movies . . . right away.

“Of course,” I murmured. What would she say as she watched me zoom in on her bare chest, I wondered . . . but the video was what it was. I sat back down on the chair as she walked over to catch a glimpse.

“I am going to take a short break, Mikie,” would it be alright if I just sat on your lap and watch the movies with you?” Things were going much too fast I thought.

“Sure,” I said, “you can sit across my legs, if you want.” Kelly was a little sweaty, as she positioned herself over my outstretched legs, and sat down. At the last second, she navigated herself up against my fully erect cock and her tight little ass sat right on top of it.

“Let’s see,” she said moving her butt slightly back and forth while watching the first video. We both looked at the iPhone 10 screen and the quality was excellent as she cartwheeled by me. Then the picture zoomed in on her bare titties, and it was my turn to turn red with embarrassment. “Whoops,” I tittered.

“Hmmmm, it looks like my top kinda got bunched up didn’t it?” she observed casually. “I guess I better be more careful in the future, huh?” she stated with a huge smile on her face. We watched the next few movies and then she said it was time to practice her head stands. She got up off my legs, looking back at my still erect cock pushing up the fabric of my shorts, with a satisfied look on her face.

“I need to get rid of this skirt for this part,” she said, unwrapping the pink skirt from around her waist. What happened next caught me by surprise. Her tights underneath were so close-fitting, I could see the “V” of her pussy, almost as if she were naked. She wore no panties or undergarments at all! I didn’t know what to say as I stared at the intersection between her young legs.

“Ok . . . here is what I need you to do. I will prepare myself to first . . . do a handstand by placing my two hands out in front of me and then using my head as the third part of the tripod. I will slowly bring my legs up, and hopefully remain in that position. If I begin to fall, I need you to hold my butt or chest or back or whatever so that I can remain upright. Make sense?” she asked.

“You’re the boss,” I said, as she leaned down on the mat in a crouch. Placing her hands flat she moved her head forward and then slowly straightened her feet out over her head. What that did was two things: first, her crotch was almost even with my face, and I once again looked at her hidden pussy, and two, looking down her top had risen up again, baring her chest just like a few minutes ago. I stared at both places and then her legs started to wobble.

“Hold me up, Mike,” she warned. I placed my hand on her tight little ass, but she started to shift sideways so all I could was to add support in the front, which meant my hand was right over her pussy. Trying to keep her up, my thumb slipped so that it was right over her hidden pussy lips and clit and my other hand was squeezing onto her butt.

“Will this work,” I said. She was wiggling now, allowing my thumb to keep rubbing against her hidden spot.

“Yes, but I can’t see anything, because of my stupid top. Let me come down for a minute,” Kelly said. As she was falling forward, I deliberately took two of my fingers and rubbed up them against her twat, like past girlfriends said they truly enjoyed. She was red-faced when she sat down in front of me. I didn’t know whether it was exclusively because she had been upside down or whether my manipulations had slightly aroused her.

“Okay . . . here is the deal,” she said looking at her watch, “Leslie and the twins will be home in about a half hour. I am supposed to be able to see the ground and my hands when I am in the head stand position. I can’t because of this top of mine. Would you mind if I just took it off while we practiced?”

“Ahhhhhh, I guess not. I certainly don’t want to embarrass you though,” I said, not believing what she was suggesting.

“You are my uncle . . . so I know you want me to get better at this, so if I have to became half naked to try and perfect my head stand, it’s worth it. But one more thing . . . let’s set up your cell phone to continually take a video of my positioning, so we can again look at it afterwards. Okay?” What she was suggesting, was incredible for me . . . but I wondered, whether my big cock would also be visible as I helped her. I took out my cell phone again, propped it up on the back of the chair so that it would take a straight shot of her height a few feet away.

“So here goes, Uncle Mike,” and just as if she were taking off her shoes and socks, she turned around away from me, reached for the sides of her pink top and slowly (maybe on purpose?) pulled the top upwards, until I saw her naked back and shoulders. There was no way of hiding my stiff 7” cock that was now sticking straight out the front of my shorts. She leaned down on the mat, still with her back to me, and using the same technique as the first time, her body rose up in the air.