Pulling out, I flipped her over and slid back inside her, feeling her legs around my hips as she hooked hands around the back of my neck, leaning down to kiss her. “Such a tight little pussy, Emily,” I grunted.
“My uncle has a big fat cock that I love.” I smiled at that. She had certainly learned. “You like your niece’s incredibly tight pussy?” she asked, ever so innocently, it actually brought me to a halt. When she grabbed my hand and sucked on one of my fingers, I nearly exploded inside her. “It’s so naughty you’re fucking me, Uncle Bruce. I’m your young, incredibly innocent, very inexperienced niece. Only been with one partner before.”
I kissed her hard for that, feeling her return the kiss immediately. The passion increased with every second as I really started to pump into her, earning a whimper every few thrusts. Breaking the kiss, I met her eyes and they were filled with nothing but lust and desire in that moment. Gently pushing her onto her back, my mouth found one of her nipples, sucking and nibbling at one of them, earning another moan and giggle. Taking her legs from around me, I spread them wide, holding them apart with my arms.
“Oh fuck, that’s deep,” she groaned.
“Okay?” I asked, always making sure.
“Fuck… yes… God, I want you to cum though. I need you to cum.”
“Soon, my not so innocent niece.”
I actually lied. It was going to be soon. I lasted another minute at most before I groaned, buried my cock, and just blasted away. I’m not sure what it was but it was one of the best orgasms I could remember since we’d started fooling around. Resting my head next to hear, she immediately cuddled with, limbs wrapped around my body, easily able to pick her up so I could at least lie on the bed.
She started to giggle again. “That was fun, Bruce. I love turning you on so much.”
“Emily, you will be the death of me, though hopefully when I’m eighty-five and ready to go.” I ran my fingers through her hair, her face and eyes changing to one of nothing but love for me in return. “I love you just as much in return.”
“Lie back as I’m riding you until I cum again and again.”
As I’d just experienced quite the orgasm, she knew I needed a few minutes, so she happily had me lie back as she sat between my legs, spending time just playing with then licking up and down my cock before it was hard again, then she seemed to change her mind and started blowing me. She never stopped looking at me, enjoying the sight of my cock disappearing into her mouth. Then she stopped and just stroked me again. I always enjoyed it when a lover just showed an interest in my cock.
I was now rock hard, watching as Emily straddled my lap, running her pussy along the shaft of my cock. She was leaking a bit of my cum, though she was now used to that by now, aware sex could be and would be messy. She’d already confessed to loving the feeling of it leaking out of her. Made her feel like a woman, in her mind.
Sliding down my cock, she moaned softly, mesmerised by my cock disappearing inside her incredibly tight pussy. Resting my hands on her hips, I got my legs comfortable and allowed her to take complete control. If she wanted me to thrust, she’d let me know.
Her pussy was easily the best I’d had in my life. Though the physical sensations were superb, it was the psychological and emotional connection that I cherished the most. Sure, I had to forgot from time to time that I’d known her nearly all her life, but she was now an adult, more than capable of her own decisions, and the fact I was lying back while she happily bounced away on my cock suggested she was just as keen on me.
“Bruce,” she moaned, “I can’t get enough of your cock.”
“Keep enjoying it, sweetie.”
“I will,” she whimpered, “God, this orgasm is going to be immense.”
“You’ll keep going?”
She opened her eyes and met mine. “I want you to blast inside me again later.”
“I hope your birth control doesn’t fail, otherwise…”
She smiled at me. “Well, then I’d be pregnant and we’d have a child.”
The thought didn’t even begin to scare me, and she seemed genuinely thrilled by the idea. Guess we’d just have to cross that bridge if it arrived. I knew she’d be smart and wouldn’t stop taking the pill until we decided, but that was going to take a long, meaningful conversation to decide if it was sensible to do. Considering what happened recently with Mick, we would have to remain careful for now.
Then she had an orgasm and I focused on her, watching her entire body quiver, feeling her thighs tighten against me, her pussy practically clamp against my cock. She didn’t release loud moans or groans, they were more adorable little squeaks sometimes. I’d told her to really let loose every time, but I could understand why she sometimes still didn’t feel entirely comfortable. Not because of me, it was a personal thing.
Soon as the euphoria passed, she placed both hands on my chest and really started to ride me. I loved the determined look on her face, saying ‘I’m going to ride your cock and cum hard. And you’re just going to lie there and love it’. Apart from running my hands up from her hips to her breasts, giving those plenty of gentle squeezes, while also playing with her nipples again, which did earn some cute giggles again, she remained in control.
Until she had another orgasm. Then she rode me hard and fast, and enjoyed another one almost straight away. Now feeling rather warm, she kept on riding me, her cheeks and face now looking rather red, forehead glistening with sweat, having to blow her hair out of her face. “Don’t want to stop,” she whimpered, “Loving it too much.”
Running my fingers up and down her back, I assured her I was going to last a little longer. “Whenever you need me to cum, sweetie,” I said softly.
“Fuck, I love you…”
“I know, sweetie. I’m in love with you too.”
She had one more orgasm before she simply couldn’t take anymore, though amused me when resting on my chest and telling me to just use her pussy for my own enjoyment until I came. While I slowly started to pump into her, aware I wasn’t going to last long, I gave her pert little arse a few gentle squeezes, while ever so slightly brushing my finger against her tighter little hole.
“Maybe,” she whispered. I stopped as she lifted her head to meet my eyes. “Let me think about it. But I said I want to do everything with you.”
“You don’t have to though. As I said, never agree to…”
She kissed me softly on the lips. “Bruce, I’d love to try but the thought of your big cock in my tight little butt is intimidating. I’ll think about it, then agree, then I know you’ll do everything you can to ensure I love every second.” She kissed me again. “But right now, I just want to feel you fill my pussy again.”
I filled her pussy within a couple of minutes, then we headed to the bathroom for a shower.
With the shearing season now thankfully complete, it was back to what I’d call the monotony of daily life. Might have been monotonous but it was never dull, and we were always kept busy. Emily was now as affectionate as ever with me, and I allowed myself to return that affection, whether in front of Mick or the lads. Never so far as to kiss her intimately, but the lads knew how much I cared for her, and had probably figured out how much she cared for me.
Each night, Mick would join Emily and I for a beer before he headed home. We’d discuss nothing in particular, just taking in the sunset as we relaxed after another hard day’s grind. Emily would snuggle against me, Mick occasionally glancing, and I think with each day that passed, his approval of what he thought was happening went up. Whether he thought we slept together or not wasn’t the issue, he could see she was in love with me, and that I simply adored her in return.
After doing our usual morning’s work on the Saturday, Emily asked if I was wanted to go for a ride to the river for the afternoon. As there was still enough heat, though even the approaching winter wouldn’t cause a major drop in temperature, except at night, I thought it was a fantastic idea. Emily prepared a picnic for us again while I got the horses ready, mounting up not long after noon and riding off.
Barely a cloud in the sky once we approached the river, still as full as last time we’d visited. After tying the horses to a tree, we laid down the rug and placed everything down before I pulled Emily close. “Close your eyes and listen,” I whispered, holding her against me.
The flowing river. Insects. Maybe the flap of wings from nearby birds. Our breathing. The horses nearby. That was all you could hear. I had no idea how people lived in cities with the constant noise, or at least, that’s how it seemed to me on the few times I’d visited one. Too noisy. Too crowded. Too busy.
“Want to skinny dip?” she asked.
Before I could even reply, she’d taken a step back and started undressing, then she turned and jogged bare arsed into the water. She shrieked again at how cold it was before diving underneath, rising up with her hair slicked back, high enough I could see her breasts, no surprise the cold water had hardened her nipples.
I stripped off and joined her, hearing her laugh as my cock swung from side to side. I cried out as well once the cold water hit by balls, the pair of us swimming about, earning more shrieks and plenty of laughter as I swam after her, tickling her constantly. If not doing that, we spent a lot of time making out, her legs wrapped around me.
“Want to make love after lunch?”
“I figured that’s why you suggested this, Emily. I’m thinking I eat your pussy for an hour or so.”
That had me dragged out of the river as she lay back and spread her legs. “Well, consider this a pre-lunch meal then,” she said, running a finger along her slit, “And maybe you can have this for dessert, too.”