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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.
Hundreds of Finger Lakes and regional businesses do business with us every month. At the first sight of naked feminine flesh, it had awakened. When she turned to face me, it grew fully engorged. They went to see an X-rated one, so they didnt let me go. I said, Well, I shouldnt have come in without somebody answering the door. Her body was indeed well-toned, but her ass had a nice jiggle and shake. I watched as she jiggled her sweet ass across the floor and opened the door to the fridge. Meggie brought the jar back to the table and stood beside me. She opened the jar and pulled out one of the long, fat, green, sour-pickles. With them resting on her belly I buried my face in the silky-soft warmth of her freshly washed blonde curls. Her legs were spread, leaving the virginal pussy-mound completely exposed. I found the answer as to whether or not her hair color on her head matched the color of her bush. Dime-size pink nipples and quarter-size pale areolas completed the picture. Before I had pushed open the bathroom door, my cock had been lying peacefully dormant inside my jeans. She spoke to put my mind at ease, Oh, dont worry about it Uncle Jake. I should have locked the door when Mom and Dad left to go to the movies. I followed her out into the hallway and watched as she headed for the kitchen. I pulled my finger out of the pussy-hole and moved my hands away from her pussy and tits. I only had a side view as she faced the mirror over the vanity table. Her arms were working up and down briskly brushing her hair, so I had only quick pictures of her young breasts. Suddenly, her thick bath towel slipped from the vanity table and fell to the floor. I now laughed too and said, Thats probably a good policy. She then spoke in a more-serious tone, Oh, hey, I just remembered something. I spoke them silently inside my head, You want fries with that shake? I knew that Meggie was crazy about dill pickles, had been since she was a baby. The girl put the alien-cock into her mouth and sucked. Damn me, I was wanting that to be my own throbbing cock in her hot, young mouth! I couldnt even tell if the color of her bush matched the color of her tangled-blonde hair. I now desperately needed to reach down and move it to a more comfortable position inside my pants. Finally, I spoke, Meggie, Im sorry I came in like this. Meggie giggled and replied with humor in her voice, I didnt hear you knocking, but even if I had I dont usually answer the door when Im strip-stark-naked like I am now. I recalled a couple of epithets boys sometimes use when watching girls asses. She reached in, and pulled out a jar of dill pickles. It came to my mind that the pickle looked like a long, curved, green-alien cock. My finger moved in lazy circles inside the warm vaginal cavity. My finger became more aggressive in its exploration. I kissed her head, I kissed her cheek, I whispered into her ear, Meggie, sweetheart, Id better stop. That young girl Meggie, my sweet virginal niece, answered hastily, No!
As a 40-year-old man I had no damn business looking at a 14-year-old girl with lust in my eyes! I am a confirmed bachelor, always had been and plan to stay that way. When I was a kid, a bachelor lived across the street. Mine is the nicer of the two pools in the neighborhood.