“You know, Betty just turned nineteen a couple of weeks ago, right?” My older brother, Phillip, said as we played golf in his backyard.
I turned to look at him and smiled as I nodded.
“I want her to come stay with you for a few weeks. Andrea and I are leaving town for some weeks. I don’t want her to stay alone or stay with any of her friends.” Phillip said.
I chuckled and grabbed a bottle of water.
“Why?” I asked him as I uncapped the bottle of water.
“She’s been growing up lately, Brian. She’s not the young girl of 10 years ago. She’s a grown woman now and I don’t want her to be alone.”
“Afraid she’s gonna throw parties?” I asked, chuckling.
My brother scoffed.
“I don’t think so. Betty is not that type of kid. I’m just afraid she’s gonna get involved with the wrong set of people when we’re gone. I want her uncle to look after her.”
I sighed and wiped the corner of my mouth off a drop of water.
“What type of people?” I was forced to ask.
“You know what I mean, Brian. I don’t even let her have a boyfriend.” Phillip said.
No shit.
Betty wasn’t like any 19 years old I have seen. Betty was pretty. She was busty, with a nice ass and tits and she was fucking hot. I was 100% sure she was not a virgin, she obviously had a boyfriend that her parents, especially my brother, didn’t know about. She was that type of kid that had a dick at an early age. Maybe even lost her virginity when she was 15.
I might be her uncle, but I knew a pretty woman who’s been having sex when I see one. There were times I’d caught Betty staring at me, it was wrong, but I wanted her. I’ve wished several times that she wasn’t my niece. Because every time I saw her in her short tennis skirt, all I wanted to do was bend her over a table and eat her cunt from behind.
That was bad, sinful, and even disgusting to think. I was 29, turning 30 next January and I craved my 19-year-old niece. Betty and I weren’t that close, part of it was because I wasn’t always around, but she was a good kid. Maybe a little pretentious about her true self, but she was a good kid.
I capped the bottled water back and shook my head at my naive older brother. How could he think Betty didn’t have a boyfriend? Well, she tried to hide him perfectly well from her family. I’d seen them at least twice, holding hands and stealing little kisses in Cafes, but she didn’t know I saw them. Also, Betty was too pretty to be single. Every active man with a working cock would love to fuck Betty when you first laid your eyes on her. I was her uncle and I wanted to do a lot of dirty and unspeakable things to her, and letting her stay with me for a couple of weeks was a bad idea. I didn’t trust myself to avoid my niece. I was a bad man, a canal man, and I haven’t had sex for two months now.
I went to bed every other night these past months standing under my shower with cold water pouring down my body with my hand around my dick. I could get any woman I wanted, but work and other things always kept me occupied. So the best way to relieve my balls of their misery is by jerking off when I get horny. Bringing Betty to my house was a bad idea. I wanted to stay away from her so I could keep my bad intentions at bay, but my brother wasn’t making this easy for me by trying to make Betty stay with me.
“Why does she have to stay with me? I’m always busy with work and she will always be at home by herself.”
“I know that. At least, I know she will be safe and okay in your house. I trust you, Brian, I know you’ll look out for my little girl.”
Little girl? Now, he was making me look like a completely bad man. I couldn’t do this. My brother trusted me, and he trusted his only daughter more. I didn’t have to fail him. All I had to do was avoid Betty and give her some distance if she was gonna stay with me. With that, I didn’t have to do what I wanted to do with her.
I couldn’t believe my brother saw Betty as a little girl. She wasn’t a little girl. She wasn’t the little girl I knew five years ago. She was way more mature and hotter. Andrea, Betty’s mom, walked in and she smiled at me.
“Thank you, Brian. Phillip said you will be looking after our little sugar when we’re gone. I’m really grateful. I trust you, I know you will take care of her.” Andrea said, patting me on the shoulders.
I sighed. If they only knew the kind of man I was, they would take Betty far away from me. My brother would even cut me off if he only sees the kinds of bad things I wanted to do to his daughter. Their kind words made me feel dirty. I shut my eyes and sighed, pushing whatever bad intention I had for Betty to the back of my mind. She was young and my niece, I was gonna stay away from her. I needed to.
And God help me.
“It’s fine. I’m gonna look after her. You know she’s precious to me too.” I said to Andrea with a small smile.
Andrea smiled brightly and surprised me with a hug as she said:
“Thank you so much, Brian.”
“It’s nothing, Andrea.” I patted her back gently and she pulled away, smiling at me.
“I’m gonna leave you two,” Andrea said as she left.
I scanned the large plots of land as my eyes fell on this temptation in the form of my niece.
Fuck.
“Thank you for doing this, Brian. I know you have a lot of responsibilities and babysitting Betty is the last thing on your mind.” My brother said, but I wasn’t paying attention to him but to my sweet little niece.
She wore Jean shorts that reached her mid-thigh, matched with a little top. Her legs were toned and long and fuck, I was already imagining ripping her clothes off her body.
What the hell was I doing? What about all the pep talk about me staying away from her and acting like a mature adult? Definitely, it passed through my other ear. Betty was with a friend as they talked and giggled. Her eyes met mine as she caught me checking her out. I tore my eyes away from her at once, not before I saw her smirk at me.
Fuck. This won’t work. The idea of Betty staying with me was a bad idea. But hopefully, I would avoid her by stopping myself from looking at her. An uncle shouldn’t look at his niece.
Hopefully.
It has been five days since Betty moved into my apartment. I lived in a penthouse suite with a swimming pool on the balcony. I’ve successfully steered clear of Betty by coming back to my apartment late in the night when she must have fallen asleep. We barely had any normal conversation since she moved in. Betty spent most of her days in my outdoor pool with nothing but her scanty two-piece bikini set, barely covering her body. I couldn’t take it anymore. I had promised myself I would control myself till her father came back and then she’d get to leave my apartment.
Lately, I’d started hooking up again with different women despite my job and time, and when I come home, I’d already had sex and Betty was already asleep.
I walked into my living room on Friday night. I tossed my work bag on the couch and started to loosen my tie as I walked to the kitchen. The lights were turned on and they weren’t supposed to be on, because Betty was supposed to be asleep by now. I entered the kitchen and I was surprised to see Betty in extremely short jean shorts with little rips on the thighs. She wasn’t wearing anything decent from her waist up, just a bikini top, and her big breasts were spilling out. I watched her cook as she perfectly stirred whatever she was cooking. I brought my eyes down her back and her big butt was poking out from the bottom of her shorts.
God, she was sexy. Her hair was in a loose ponytail. Her sun-kissed skin glowed under the light in the kitchen.
How could she be 19? She looked 25. With her body and everything. I was forced to cuss out loud.
“Fuck.”
Betty jerked around at once, nearly throwing away whatever she was cooking.
“Jesus.”
“I’m so sorry. I’m sorry for startling you.” I said with a small smile as I walked into the kitchen.
“God. Uncle Brian.” She sighed, turning to face me with her titties in my face and her little pierced belly button.
“How long have you been standing there?”
I shrugged, not bothering to slip my tie off my neck.
“Not that long, really. I just came in. How come you’re still awake?” I asked, forcing my eyes from her breasts.
I’ve always been a breasts man. I just couldn’t look away when there was a nice set of boobies right in front of me. But I had to force my eyes off my niece’s breasts before I lost it.
“Very long. I’ve been swimming and I was bored.” She turned off the cooker.
I had a look at what she was cooking and it was chicken Alfredo. Yum, one of my favorites.
“So you decided to make dinner?”
“Yeah. Hope you’re hungry?” She asked.
I haven’t really eaten this evening.
“Yeah. I am.”
“Good. You wanna go change or let’s just eat now?”
“I should go change,” I said as I smiled at my niece.
“Sure. I’m just gonna prepare everything.”
I nodded and glanced down at her big breasts, but this time, she caught me staring. I looked away in embarrassment as I hurried out of the kitchen.
God, why was she awake? She was supposed to be tucked in her bed sleeping. I changed out of my work clothes, took a quick shower and I walked out of my room to the kitchen. Betty already set up everything and the kitchen smelt nice. I gave her a small smile and she smiled back before sitting down opposite her.
“This smells good.” I praised her.
She blushed, pushing her stray strands of blonde locks behind her ears.
“Thank you.”
I grabbed a fork and began to eat. The food tasted just how it smelled, good. I wondered what else tastes good.
“So, how’s work?”
I nodded. “Good. And how have you been? I haven’t really had time to talk to you since you moved in. Enjoying your stay?”
“Yeah. I love your pool a lot. It’s my favorite place in your apartment. But I’m always bored, you know, since you’re not always around. My boyfriend and I just broke up.”
I stared at her from under my lashes as I swallowed the pasta. I feigned surprise that she had a boyfriend.
“Boyfriend?”
“Please. You of all people knew I had a boyfriend. I am not a kid.”
“Your father thinks you’re a kid,” I said.
“Well, I’m not. And I have a boyfriend and I know you know that.” She said, staring into my eyes.
I smiled and nodded.
“This is really good,” I said, referring to the chicken Alfredo that she made. “Who taught you how to cook?’
“My mom.”
I nodded again, stealing a glance at her full breasts that were begging for my hands and my mouth on them. Betty caught me staring at her breasts again.
“Are you avoiding me, Uncle Brian?” Betty asked as she stopped eating, batting her eyelashes at me as she leaned forward, pressing her breasts against her side of the counter, making her already big breasts look bigger as she crossed her arms in front of her.
This time I shamelessly stared at her tits, imagining my hands on them as I kneaded the flesh. Fuck, I was slowly getting hard. This was exactly what I was avoiding while coming home late every night. I didn’t want to do this. I didn’t want to stare at my niece and lust after her because I couldn’t keep my boner in check. But it was already happening. I was already fucking her in my head while she sat in front of me.
“Uncle Brian?” She purred like a kitten. This time, she wasn’t sitting in front of me, surprisingly, she was leaning across the counter, with her tits in my face.
When did she get into this position?
I sighed and cleaned my eyes as I licked my bottom lip and looked away from this temptation in front of me.
“I’m not avoiding you. And what exactly are you doing?”
“Don’t act like you’re not enjoying it.” She was a sly fox as she smirked at me.
“Don’t act like you don’t want your mouth on my nipples and my pussy.” She whispered, pushing our plates of half-eaten pasta to the side as she climbed onto the counter on all fours.
“I see the way you look at me, Uncle Brian.”
“What are you saying, I’m your uncle, and you’re my niece. You can’t do this.”
“Hmm.” She smirked, reaching behind her back to undo something, her bikini top, to be precise.
My heart was already on a speedy lane, and my dick was slowly growing hard in my pants.
“Betty.”
“I know you’re hard right now. And I know you’ve always wanted to fuck me. And hell, I’ve always wanted to fuck you too. I’ve thought about your hands all over my body, with your cock buried deep inside me…” She purred silently as she worked her bikini top with both hands now while kneeling in front of me.
Fuck, she was perfect. She was sexy as hell and God knows I wouldn’t be able to resist this woman in front of me even if I tried.
“You don’t have to avoid me anymore.” She whispered as she undid her top and tossed it to the side.
I was face to face with Betty’s bare big breasts. Her nipples were hard and pink and they were begging me to have them in my mouth. I badly wanted to do that right now.
“Why don’t you be a man and grab them?” She asked.
What a little tease.
“You’re a naughty little tease, aren’t you?” I asked her.
Fuck morals. I thought as I palmed her breasts in my hand, squeezing and kneading the flesh in my hand. Betty smiled as I continued to squeeze her breasts. She bit her bottom lip and started to unbutton her shorts.
Fuck, her breasts were beautiful and full in my hands. I couldn’t stop even if I wanted to. They were beautiful and just soft and perfect as I molded them in my hands. I touched her nipples and twisted them. Betty moaned and fought to remove her shorts. It was pretty difficult so I had to let go of one of her breasts as I helped her pull down the shorts. I tossed it to the side, and with a small deep breath, I stared at the pink panties she was wearing. It was a thong. A fucking g-string panties.
I pushed my seat back a little so she was sitting on the edge of the counter with me in between her legs and her pussy right in front of me.
“Fuck. Just like that.” She moaned, encouraging me to tease her tits more.
I couldn’t believe this was happening. This was truly happening. I was touching my niece and I wasn’t planning on stopping. In fact, I let go of her breasts and spread her legs apart. I pushed her panties to the side and then I buried my face in between her legs, tasting her juices.
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To be continued.