Youth Soccer

Youth Soccer

Mekala instantly caught my eye and probably the eye of every man there. She was just so energetic and vibrant. She ran down the edge of the soccer field and then did three back flips in a row to the amazement of all those watching her. As I watched her practice I realized that she was very good at soccer too. She was thirteen years old and much better built than the rest of the girls out on the field. This was the first day of practice for the fifth and sixth graders. Mekala was a sixth grader this year. School had only been in session for a little more than two weeks.

It may be my imagination but whenever I see Mekala I think the grass is greener, the sky is bluer, and the air smells much better.

Mekala was a little heavier build than her skinny childish friends She had pretty nice tits too while most of the other girls were basically flat chested. I really enjoyed watching her run by me after the coach told them to run three laps around the field. I was sure that she was wearing a bra but boy could those babies bounce.

Once her hour-long practice ended Mekala came running into my arms. Oh yes, I’m her favorite uncle and my sister assigned me the job of taking Mekala to and from all of her soccer practices and games. My sister has two other children, both boys, and a lot more of a handful than Mekala is. So I was actually rewarded with the good child.

As Mekala got in the car with me she asked if I would take her out to eat. Her idea of going out to eat is to Burger King. My idea of going out to eat is going to Applebee’s, the Olive Garden, or any one of the many great Chinese Buffets in the area.

I decided on the Olive Garden but suggested that Mekala might want to take a shower and change her clothes first. She told me that she didn’t want to go home because her mother would probably tell her that she couldn’t go out. Then Mekala suggested that I buy her a simple dress to wear to dinner. Of course she knew exactly where she wanted to go to get that dress too.

I gave in of course and took her to the store. Mekala looked around and found the perfect dress in her words. She tried it on for me and I was shocked. It was the shortest and sexiest thing that I had ever seen her in. The dress was a little loose but Mekala said that she liked it that way. The neckline plunged almost to her belly button and showed most of her sports bra off quite well. Mekala noticed where I was looking and said that she would have to wear it braless. I asked her if her mother would approve of it and she said no but that we didn’t have to tell her mother about it either. I smiled and said okay. She could always get her way with me.

I paid for the dress and then took Mekala to my home to shower. She went in and came out about ten minutes later wrapped in just a small towel. She grabbed her new dress and went into my bedroom to change. I went into the bathroom to gather up her clothes and found her panties. They were pretty bad. They smelled, they were really damp, and they had stains in the crotch. Normally I would have held them up to my nose but these were really bad.

When Mekala came out I asked about her panties and she said that she didn’t need them if I didn’t mind. Why to hell should I mind if she went pantyless too? I then asked her if she was going to be okay with that plunging neckline. Mekala said it would be fine as long as she didn’t do this. Then Mekala shook her shoulders like a stripper and popped both of her breasts out into my view. My mouth dropped open as I saw how nice her breasts really were for the very first time.

Mekala said, “Get over it! I see them every day! They’re no big deal!”

Yes they were! They were a really big deal! She had the nicest breasts I had seen in quite some time. They were the breasts that any grown woman would envy and she was only thirteen years old.

As I stared at her breasts, still open-mouthed Mekala said, “Why don’t you take a picture!”

I was startled back to reality and said, “Oh I’m sorry!”

Mekala repeated, “Why don’t you take a picture! I know that you really want too!”

She followed me to my computer desk where I keep my camera and posed against a wall. I took about six pictures of Mekala with her breasts out of her dress then I asked her to tuck them back in for a couple more pictures. Mekala asked me if I wanted a ‘burst’ of pictures as she shook her tits free. Okay! With my new camera I could take a short burst of pictures at the speed of eight pictures per second. Mekala had done her famous back flips for me on a number of occasions while I shot a five or ten second burst. Usually one very good picture appeared out the burst. Enough to make it worth while. Besides that digital camera doesn’t cost me anything for the pictures that I don’t print out. So as I started the burst Mekala started shaking her shoulders and lifting the hem of her dress too. In the end I saw breasts, her bush, and a very beautiful niece. The only thing missing was her butt however she turned and provided that too. I was flabbergasted and speechless. Then Mekala pushed her shoulder straps off her shoulders and let the loose fitting dress fall to the floor. My finger was twitching on the trigger of my camera as I stared at my beautiful thirteen-year-old niece standing nude before me. Her dark blonde downy covered pussy was just as beautiful as her breasts were. She turned slowly around for me and then sat down opening her legs for me as she did.

Mekala giggled and asked, “Can we skip the Olive Garden tonight and just order a pizza instead? That way you can keep taking pictures of me all you want too!”

I said, “I’d like that very much!” Then I ordered a pizza and got back to my lovely nude model.

Mekala had gotten very excited while posing for me.