When Lauren gets home, she comes down to the basement looking as sexy as I’ve ever seen her in a short skirt and a low-cut top. The top loops around her neck, covering only about half of each creamy, white breast, and ties in the middle of her back. The rounded sides of her breasts are visible, as the material stretches down the middle of her tits, barely covering her nipples. She asks about my day as she stands behind my chair, massaging my shoulders. Is it my imagination, or can I smell her pussy? Nonchalantly, I turn my head to each side and breathe in, as I answer her. Definitely it’s her right hand. Jesus! She’s just had her right hand in her pussy. I try to ignore her, but my cock hardens at the image of her fingers in her pussy.
“That feels nice, Lauren.” I tell her, trying to sound casual. “But I’ve still got another half hour of work to do.” She leans down, pressing her tits against my shoulder, as she kisses my cheek. Her right hand passes just under my nose and I get a strong whiff of her fragrant pussy. She can’t miss seeing the bulge in my pants, as my cock pushes against the bottom of my keyboard tray.
“Okay, Uncle Jim.” She says perkily. “I’ve got some homework to do anyway.” I watch her ascend the stairs, and just as I suspect, she’s not wearing any panties. I watch the sway of her firm, round ass cheeks and catch a quick glimpse of her naked pussy, as she slowly climbs each step. She knows I’m watching her and I’m sure it’s having as much affect on her as it is on me.
I don’t really have any more work to do. I log onto Lauren’s website and stroke my cock as I wait to see if she’ll respond to my statement. I don’t have to wait long.
BBBarbie: Today was fun! I just got home; my uncle was in the basement at his computer. I went to my room, took off my panties and fingered myself until I was soaking wet. Coated my fingers with my juices, left my panties off and put on a wrapover top, that barely covers my tists, then went down to say hi. He could smell me right away and I rubbed his shoulders, so my hand would be near his face. His cock was already aching by the time I gave him a cunt shot, going up the stairs. HippieGirl – what are you talking about?
I answer her right away, typing a response as HippieGirl.
HippieGirl: You’re amateurs! What are you getting for your time? A wet pussy that you finger yourself. If you really want control, send me an IM and I’ll explain it to you.
I want to address my comments just to her. If I can gain her trust, I can turn the tables on her right here. I get an IM from her almost immediately.
BBBarbie: So what do you mean control?
HippieGirl: First, thank you for being interested in an old woman’s perspective. Back during the original sexual revolution in the sixties, we didn’t settle for turning guys on and leaving them to their own devices. We fucked!
BBBarbie: Yeah, and you all got fucked! So what? Where’s the control in that. You don’t know how it feels to have guys lusting over what they can’t have.
HippieGirl: Of course, I do. But think about the control you can exert over someone who’s had his dick where it doesn’t belong. I once fucked a married guy who ended up doing whatever I wanted, just so I’d keep our little tryst quiet. I orchestrated his sex life from then on. I told him when and how often he could fuck and with whom. I controlled what he did with his wife in bed. I even made him fuck his wife with me hidden in the closet, watching. Is that control?
BBBarbie: Interesting idea. How did you know what he was doing with his wife?
HippieGirl: She was my best friend and we shared everything! You seem to have an ideal situation with this uncle of yours. You just need to get his dick in you. Well… first I agree with voygirl, you need to see it, to make sure it’s worth it. Hide in the closet, under the bed, something. You also need to let him see you completely naked, get his blood boiling.
BBBarbie: I guess I could leave my bedroom door open while I’m changing. That seems a little obvious.
HippieGirl: For an exhibitionist, you’re not very creative. Forget the shampoo, or a towel or something the next time you shower, stand innocently behind the door, but make sure he has a clear view of you in a mirror or something. I’m sure you can pull it off so it’s innocent looking.
BBBarbie: Thanks, I’ll think about all this. I’m not sure he’s ready for it. Looking is one thing, incest is something else. Besides my aunt seems to keep him pretty satisfied.
HippieGirl: Okay, reality check… what do you look like? Are you enticing enough for him to want it from you?
BBBarbie: Yeah, that’s not the problem.
HippieGirl: Are you too inexperienced, is that it?
BBBarbie: No, I’m experienced enough. I’ve just never taken it that far with someone I was teasing. It’ll be a change.
HippieGirl: Get a look at his dick, let him see you naked and let me know what happens. My e-mail is the same as my IM address. Cya
Now all I have to do is give her the right opportunities and see what she does. I close down my computer and head upstairs.
“How’s the homework coming?” I ask, innocently, sticking my head in her room.
“Great.” Lauren answers, swiveling her desk chair around towards me. Her short skirt didn’t cover much when she was standing up, sitting down, if she didn’t have her legs together, I’d be looking right at her bare pussy.
“Are you all done with work?” She asks, bouncing her legs together, trying to draw my eyes to her pussy, but not quite exposing it. She is really good at this!
“Yeah.” I say, keeping my eyes on her face. “I’m going to take a shower before Aunt Cindy gets home.” I turn to leave, but not before she opens her legs for just a second, giving me such a quick glimpse of her pussy that I’m not even a hundred percent sure I actually saw anything.
I close my bedroom door and strip off my clothes. My cock is still hard and I think about getting myself off while I’m in the shower. If Lauren reacts predictably, she’ll be hiding in my bedroom when I come out of my shower, waiting to see my cock. I want her to get the full affect of my hard-on, so I forgo masturbating, for now.