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WARNINGS: This story depicts consensual sexual
activity between men and women, or women and women.
Some of the participants in the story may be under the
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My Niece Taylor


Chapter 3 - An Exotic Vacation

Time passed. The episode faded. Sometimes Mike would
wonder if Taylor thought about it. Then over some
Holiday dinner, Taylor would hold his eye and there
would be that instant connection. She'd look away and
it would be gone. But they both felt it. Mike knew she
had been thinking about IT. The it they could never
talk about.

Mike was in the city for Cherri's birthday party. It
was a small gathering at their house. After the guests
were gone the four of them sat down in the living
room. Mike could see that suddenly the three of them
were excited. The two women were looking at Robert
expectantly.

"Mike..." he started.

Mike looked at the three of them in turn. "What is it?
C'mon, there's something going on."

Robert looked decidedly uncomfortable. "June is our
twentieth anniversary."

"Congratulations."

"Yes, well. We were thinking... Cherri made me promise
to take her on a second honeymoon," he blurted out.

"That sounds great," Mike responded. "Where?"

Cherri smiled and said, "Tahiti."

Mike whistled.

Robert continued, "Yes well, you see..." and he
stopped again.

Taylor practically exploded, "God, Dad, you can be such
a dork. Mike, what he's trying to say is they want to
go off alone for a week. No daughter to get in the
way."

Cherri interrupted, "Taylor, it's not like that."

"Mom, I am old enough to understand," she countered
which brought a blush to Robert and Cherri. Taylor
picked up, "So I suggested I could stay with you that
week. Would you be willing to take in a poor orphan
for a week?"

"If you promise to quit needling your parents because
they'd like to take a vacation together," Mike paused
looking at Taylor.

"Ok," she answered obviously faking a contrite air.

"Then I'd love to have you as my guest," he said. 

Taylor bounced up and threw her arms around his neck,
"I knew you'd do it. It was my idea," releasing him
and sitting on the arm of the wing chair he was
sitting in.

"So tell me about this vacation," Mike said. The
uncomfortable feelings hanging in the air vanished as
Robert and Cherri launched into the details of their
planned vacation. Mike was acutely aware of Taylor
sitting so close, her hand on his arm. Her idea, he
thought. He tried to nod occasionally as they talked
about the plans. The third week of June. Two months
from now. Taylor would be his for an entire week.
Would she want to, would they, again? He pushed those
thoughts from his mind.

Pretty soon Robert and Cherri wound down and then
excused themselves and headed off to bed. Taylor
waited till their door closed and then quietly asked
Mike, "Mike. Can you take off that week from work? I
want to spend that whole week with you. We won't even
need to wear clothes the whole time."

She had said it. His cock sprang to attention and his
breath caught in his throat. "Yes. I'll get it off,"
he said. 

Taylor leaned over and wrapped her arms around his
neck, brought her lips to his and right before they
touched said, "I'll be looking forward to it."

*****

Taylor was looking out the back window of the car.
They had just dropped Robert and Cherri at the
International terminal. With the new security rules
there was no use waiting. Taylor kissed Mom and Dad
goodbye. Cherri was tearing up so Mike cut the
farewells short and off they went. Taylor turned to
Mike as they exited the airport. "Wasn't it funny the
way Mom and Dad blushed when I said they wanted to be
alone?"

Mike nodded, "Yeah. I don't know how your dad ever
came from our family."

"They were blushing and they aren't going to have as
much sex as us," she said.

Mike cleared his throat, "Taylor, we haven't talked
about the week."

"Ok. Let's talk about the week. You know why I asked
to stay with you?"

"I'm getting the idea, I think," he said. "I guess I'm
a little surprised. We haven't even mentioned once
since..."

"I know. It was easier to not say anything. It kinda
hurt a little that I felt that way and couldn't do
anything. The first time you came over after, I wanted
to throw my arms around you and kiss you. But Mom and
Dad were standing there. So it was easier to kinda
force it outta my mind," Taylor said.

"Yeah, same for me." Mike reached out and took
Taylor's hand. "So, you want to pick up where we left
off?" Taylor nodded as their finger interlaced. "You
know, we'll have the same problem at the end of the
week. We'll have to go back to pretending nothing's
happened."

"I know. But I'm hoping that in a week I'll be
satisfied, unlike..." Taylor bit off the words.

"Unlike?" he asked.

"Mike, have you seen other women?" she asked.

"Changing the subject?" he asked. She shook her head.
"Ok then, yes. Nothing too serious but I've dated."

"And sex?" she asked.

"A gentlemen doesn't talk."

Taylor smiled and said, "I'll take that as a yes. So
it's ok if maybe I saw a guy or two?"

"We never promised to be true to each other. So how
was it?"

"Terrible. Really awful. I mean they didn't know
anything. And it was over so fast. I didn't even have
time to get excited. The first time with Cameron he
didn't even get in all the way before he said 'shit,'
and came. That's it. How romantic. He says, 'shit' and
he's done."

Concerned, Mike asked, "Are you being careful?"

"Yes, I made him wear a condom," she answered. "And
Ryan was almost as bad. I did give him a second chance
but it wasn't any better."

"You only gave Cameron the one chance?"

"Yes. Geez."

"Sweetheart. A guy has to learn how to be a good
lover. You gotta give him a chance to learn," Mike
said.

"You didn't have to," she said.

"Oh, yes I did. Believe me sweetheart, my first few
times weren't all that wonderful," he said.
Thoughtfully he added, "For me or her."

"That's better for me," she said with a twinkle in her
eye.

Mike shook his head. "Taylor, you just have to give a
young guy a chance. Take the time to let him know what
you like. If he likes you, he'll try to please you."

"Maybe," she agreed dubiously.

"And Ryan had a couple chances. Who's Ryan?" Mike
asked.

"Romeo," she answered. Mike glanced at her
quizzically. "Oh that's right. You don't know." Taylor
sat up in her seat and said theatrically, "Romeo, oh
Romeo. Wherefore art thou Romeo?" And then back to a
normal voice. "I was Juliet. Dying too young but
nobly. Mr. Stephens asked me to read for the play and
he liked me so much he gave me Juliet. Ryan was Romeo.
I guess I was more in love with Shakespeare than Ryan.
But God, when he was saying those things and kissing
me..." She paused looking off through the windshield.

"So Shakespeare seduced my little niece, huh?"

Taylor smacked Mike's arm. "Quit it. No, I seduced
Ryan," she said proudly. "He never had a chance. I
just batted my eyes and looked adoringly at him. He
would have done anything I said. It was better acting
than I did in the play."

Mike shook his head. Men always are the losers in the
battle of the sexes and usually they don't even
realize it until they are the walking wounded left
behind on the battlefield. "So after you used up poor
Ryan, what happened?"

"Oh don't feel sorry for Ryan. It was his first time
and he was really grateful. But God he was awful. I
think the first time didn't even last a minute. I
mean, it was just starting to feel good when he
finished. The second time wasn't any better." She
glanced his way and said, "But for now I have you. So,
what are we going to do this week?" she asked.

Mike shook his head, smiled her way and said, "I
thought we'd just have fun. Some of my ideas are,
horseback riding over on the beach at Stinson, a
picnic in the foothills, I figured one day of
shopping," Mike said with a small grimace as Taylor
grabbed his arm and nodded excitedly. "After that, I'm
pretty open."

"Will you come shopping with me?" she asked
practically bouncing in her seat.

His mind screamed NO, not that. He looked at Taylor,
the excitement and joy in her face and couldn't say
no. "Yeah, I'll come along."

Taylor leaned over against him and said, "That is so
cool," her head on his shoulder.

Mike rested his hand on Taylor's leg. He felt her
tense for just a second and then relax. She looked up
at him, her eyes suddenly smoldering. Her hand left
his arm and settled on his thigh almost all the way
up. "Mike. I've been looking forward to this. It's
been driving me crazy. When we get to your house can
we..." she paused.

The hand on his sent chills up to his loins and he
felt the blood rushing south. His cock was filling and
the hormones were coursing through his blood. When
Taylor paused, he completed the question in his mind.
'I want to fuck you, beautiful Taylor.' His hand moved
up her thigh until he was up against the crotch of her
jeans. He felt the heat through her jeans. Taylor's
fingers squeezed his arm and thigh. "Is that a yes?"
she asked.

Huskily he said, "Yes."
 
*****

When they got to his house Mike grabbed her bag and
let them in. He started to take her bag to the
guestroom, realized that was foolish and took it into
his room. Taylor followed him into his room, smiled at
him as he set her bag down in his room and flopped on
the bed. She smiled up at him trying to assume a
seductive pose. It might have been amusing some other
time but having just spent the better part of two
hours in rising sexual heat, Mike's libido responded
to the hint of sex in the air. His cock rapidly grew
and the hormones once again flooded his body.

Standing by the bed he slowly pulled off his shirt.
Taylor's eyes watched him intently. He slipped off his
shoes and then undid his belt. He paused, and waited.
Taylor licked her lips and looked up at his face.
"You're sure, sweetie?" he asked. 

She nodded and said, "Mike, I talked Mom and Dad into
letting me stay here. It wasn't for your cooking."

He laughed and then pushed the pants off. He stood
looking at Taylor his erect cock pounding with his
heartbeat. "Well?" he asked. "Are you going to get
ready?"

Taylor smiled. She got to her knees and pulled off her
sweater then sat on the edge of the bed to take off
her running shoes and socks. Mike watched avidly as
her jeans came next. She looked up at him staring 
lustfully at her. She started to push her panties off
but stopped and turned her back to him. Then slowly,
as she looked over her shoulder, she pushed the
panties down to her knees. She wiggled her butt toward
him. The dam burst and Mike took two quick steps,
wrapped his arms around his niece, pressing his cock
against her ass. Taylor squealed from the sudden
assault, pulled free and tumbled to the bed, the
panties holding her knees together. She pulled her
arms up to cover her tits as Mike leaned over the bed,
grabbed her panties and finished the job of pulling
them off. Taylor laughed and started to scramble away
as Mike jumped on the bed wrapping his arms around her
waist. His face was right next to her ass so he gave
her a quick light nip on the cheek. Taylor squealed
again as she collapsed to the bed. Mike pulled himself
up over her as she laughed and pushed against his
shoulders.

"Juliet, you are all mine and I intend to ravish you
this e'en," he said.

"No. I am promised to Romeo. Poor premature
ejaculation Romeo. Unhand me, Sirrah," Taylor demanded.

"Tis not me hand I'll warrant. Tis me cod Milady, I
'tend to use to ravish you. You shall have reason to
rejoice before this night is done." Then remembering a
little of his Shakespeare, "My pump is well flowered."
Mike said as he leaned toward Taylor for a kiss.

"If thou dost love, pronounce it faithfully: Or if
thou think'st I am too quickly won, I'll frown and be
perverse an say thee nay," Taylor said with a serious
tone her hands pressed to his chest.

"Lady, by yonder blessed moon I swear... And that's
all I remember," Mike said breaking the spell.

Taylor laughed and reached up to Mike's neck pulling
him down to her, "Do you love me, Mike?"

"Yes," and his lips melded with hers.  The kiss was a
rejoining of the two and an affirmation of their
agreements. After they broke, Mike spread kisses all
over Taylor's face. Continuing his kisses he moved
lower exploring her body. Light kisses covered her. 

She had changed, grown, filled in, flowered and
matured. She was still young, but more womanly, less a
girl. Mike found himself utterly captivated by her.
She combined the appeal of the nubile young girl and
the woman. She was at the cusp, she was both. Mike
stopped and looked at Taylor, admiring her body,
filled with lust and love for her. He felt tender
affection and raging passion at the same moment. He
wanted her, wanted to possess her completely and
wanted her to want him completely as well. All this he
felt without words in a flash of pure emotions. Taylor
looked up at her lover and felt his emotions pour over
her. Their minds seemed to link at that moment and
their emotions ignited in each other the same
emotions. They became attuned as only lovers can be.
They felt the love, the lust, and the passion charge
back and forth between them. Mike had intended a long
slow buildup their first time. That was swept away in
the mutual desire that swept over them. Taylor felt
her body's need. Her pussy flooded with her desire and
Mike's cock surged with his.

No word had been exchanged but an entire conversation
had taken place. Taylor spread her legs as Mike
positioned himself between them. His cock found her
pussy. He moved his hips sliding his cock up and down
her pussy. It quickly became slippery from her
moisture. He pushed forward and slid into her. Her
eyes closed as she concentrated on the feelings in her
body. Mike slowly rocked as he slid deeper and deeper
into her pussy. Then a last push and his body ground
against her hers. 

He settled and wrapped her in his arms as he continued
slowly rocking his hips. Taylor opened her eyes and
said, "Make me come. It's been so long." Her words
galvanized his purpose. He would make her come, give
her that special release. Nothing else mattered at
that moment. He wanted to please her. Mike ground his
hips into her while shifting his body higher so that
her clitoris was getting maximum stimulation. Then he
switched to long and short strokes, deep and then
shallow before grinding once again into her pussy.
Cycle after cycle Mike played with Taylor. Her breath
coming in deeper gasps and her fingers digging into
his arms as he fucked her. She started to urge him on
and he responded with deep thrusts into her. They
moved quicker, their bodies attuned, each stroke
together mashing her clitoris against his cock.

Taylor felt it happening, rising from deep in her
body, overwhelming her as nothing ever had before.
This was greater than any climax she had given
herself. The rumbling feelings, then the explosion in
her mind and body as she slipped over the edge but
instead of falling she continued rising higher and
higher. Mike continued pounding into her and she felt
the climax increasing in intensity as another wave
rolled through her body and them a greater one and a
greater. Everything in the universe disappeared except
her body and his as another wave rolled through her
body.

Mike felt Taylor stiffen under him. Faint mewling
sounds were emanating from deep in her chest. Her
fingers dug hard into his arm and her felt her bite
his chest. She shuddered and then shuddered again,
seemed to relax for just a moment and then shuddered
again as he felt her dig even harder into his arms.
The intensity of her climax rolled into his body.
Moments before he hadn't been close. The next moment
he felt his whole body tingle and the contractions
start as his cum poured into her body. Another and
then another and he was soon drained. He slowed his
pumping as the energy left his body finally collapsing
on top of Taylor.

Taylor felt Mike slowing as a last climax surged
through her body. Then he collapsed onto her still
holding some of his weight with his arms. She felt the
last few contractions of her pussy milking at his
cock. Mike collapsed at her side. They lay quietly,
the fulfillment of their lust left them spent.

Mike and Taylor spent the rest of the afternoon in bed
talking about the week. About six he pulled her into
the shower for a mutual scrub. They had reservations
at a nice little downtown restaurant. Mike had
intended it as a romantic set up for their first time
back together. Taylor had short-circuited that plan by
pulling him into bed in the afternoon. So it would
have to be a romantic evening to set up the rest of
the week. 

The place was dim, lit only by the city lights coming
in a few small windows and candles on the tables. The
place was elegant without being stuffy. Taylor was
impressed and grabbed Mike by the arm, pressing against
his side as they were led to the table. He held her
chair as she sat and joined her at the corner table.
They talked quietly and intimately of their plans. At
one point, Taylor looked around to make sure no one
was paying attention and told Mike that she wanted to
sleep with him that night. She felt naughty and risqu�
and laughed at the look on Mike's face. He realized
she had done that on purpose and after looking around
himself, very quietly told her he wanted to take her
to bed and spend the whole week making her cry out in
passion. The air was filled with erotic tension and
their eyes locked. Before either could say anything
else, the salads appeared on the table breaking the
mood. They looked up at the waiter wondering how he
could appear so suddenly as Mike stumbled over his
thanks. The rest of the dinner was much more discreet.

When they got home that night Mike realized he was
feeling no pain from the wine. He had shared some of
the bottle with Taylor, discreetly he hoped, but most
of the bottle had found its way to his glass. He
proposed sleep and Taylor agreed. They curled up under
his down comforter, Taylor in her long T-shirt and
Mike in nothing. They spooned and kissed and Taylor
caressed him, never quite igniting their passion. He
drifted off to sleep with Taylor's head on his chest.

*****

The rest of the week went by in a blur. The next day
Mike took Taylor to the Sonoma coast. They rented
horses and rode along the coast hills and down to a
protected beach. They galloped the horses along the
surf line before climbing the steep cliffs back to the
ranch. Mike took her to Bodega for fresh clam chowder
and San Francisco sourdough bread. On the way back
from the Sonoma coast the road curled through the
dense redwood forests along the Russian River. They
were in bright sunlight one minute and primeval gloom
the next. Taylor and Mike laughed and talked as they
drove back home.

Dinner that night was at a Mexican dive that Mike
loved. After dinner Taylor pulled him into bed. They
slowly undressed each other. Mike wanted to show her
all about the potentials of sex. Tonight is for oral
love, he thought. He brought her to the edge of climax
several times before pushing her over the edge with
his tongue and lips. After she recovered she decided
she would return the favor. Slipping lower she ran her
hand along his cock. She knew what the women did in
the movies. Would Mike like that, she wondered. She
slipped her mouth over his cock and sucked him in. He was so
turned on from making her come that the feeling of her
mouth quickly pushed him over the edge as well. Taylor
got her first taste of a man's come with her first
blowjob. She knew it was coming but was surprised at
the force of his spasms. Only a little spilled out. As
Mike's cock softened in her hand she swallowed. She
wasn't sure she liked it. Mike pulled her up to him,
kissing her deeply. She realized that he must have
tasted his own come. If he didn't mind it, maybe it
was ok. They fell asleep curled together.

Wednesday was shopping. Mike put it off as long as
possible claiming the stores didn't open until later.
Taylor bounced around the house until Mike couldn't
stand it any longer. The afternoon was spent at three
different malls. All the stores looked the same to
Mike and he couldn't understand why they needed to go
to so many. But Taylor was having the time of her life
modeling clothes for him. Mike realized partway
through the day that most of stuff Taylor was trying
on was stuff her parents would never let her wear.
Micro skirts, low cut blouses, dresses that clung to
her body like paint and assorted other styles he
couldn't begin to figure out. She did buy a couple
things that looked a little more demure. As he stood
watching her he realized that he was having fun, as
unlikely as that would have seemed to him. Taylor was
having so much fun it spilled over to Mike. He
realized that just being with Taylor was fun. He was
feeling years younger himself. The whole world was
brighter today.

They ate at a trendy place at the mall. Mike
remembered when mall food meant cafeteria. Not any
more. That night Taylor asked if they could use the
hot tub again. Unlike the last time, Mike let his
erection rise. Taylor sat in his lap rubbing against
it in the soothing water. Mike told her why he had run
away last time and the dream he had of making love to
her in the tub. She kissed him and said she wanted it.
She wanted to make his fantasy a reality. Mike could
feel the lubricant from her pussy covering his cock
even in the water of the tub. They kissed and he stood
turning her toward the side. Taylor leaned over
putting her head on her arms on the side of the tub.
Her cute little ass seemed to Mike to be inviting him,
please fuck me. He lined up his cock with her pussy
and pressed in. Mike fucked her till he had a
thunderous orgasm. They collapsed in the tub. Taylor
cuddled up to him and told him she liked it that way
and hoped they would do it again the next time they
used the hot tub. Maybe, she said, when she came over
with her folks. She burst into peals of laughter at
the look on Mike's face. He got even by dunking her in
the tub as she laughed. Taylor, spitting water, jumped
on him and dunked him as well.

Thursday, Mike packed a picnic and they headed up to
the foothills. They meandered around the old gold
mining towns stopping to browse through some of the
stores. The area was having a re-birth as wineries and
people fleeing the overcrowding of urban areas were
overcrowding the small towns in the foothills. At
noon, Mike drove to a small state park by the American
River and set up the picnic. They talked and laughed
and giggled while sharing a bottle of Pinot Gris Mike
picked up in the last town. Taylor got especially
silly and started to describe how she was going to
make him come that night. Mike tried to keep a light
mood but her descriptions quickly made his cock rise
and he couldn't think of anything other than Taylor
naked, his cock plunging into her until he came. She
noticed the erotic tension and stumbled to a halt.
Mike laughed at the tension and soon they were
laughing again. But both were thinking about tonight.

Dinner was on the way back into town at an old gold
rush restaurant. The walls were stone and the tables
looked a hundred years old, like the waitress. When
they got home they were both tired from the day. They
took a quick shower and trundled off the bed. Their
lovemaking that night was slow and relaxed. They spent
a long time kissing and caressing each other. There
was none of the burning urgency of the first night,
just two lovers comfortable with each other. They
started with Taylor on top. They kissed and Mike
played with her tits as she found the angles and
motions she liked best. Mike caressed her as she
plateaued and then quietly came. They snuggled, Mike
buried in her pussy, for a while. Then he rolled her
over and began a long slow fuck. They lost track of
time as they slowly moved together. Gradually his
climax built until he couldn't hold it back any
longer. Still moving in long slow strokes he felt it
crest and emptied himself into Taylor. She had a long,
almost quiet orgasm as he filled her pussy. 

Friday they both seemed to feel the need to cocoon.
They spent the day just doing things at his house.
They took a shower together in the morning. Then they
spent most of the day curled together in his TV room
watching movies. They took turns picking the movie. He
made her watch several Kubrick movies from his DVD
collection and she found teen comedies on the cable
channels. It made for a nice balance of serious and
comedic, thought and absolutely no thought. Pizza was
delivered so they didn't have to go out. After pizza,
for Taylor's turn she chose one of his adult movies. 

As they watched, his cock swelled uncomfortably in his
jeans. Taylor noticed and suggested he get
comfortable. He slipped out of his clothes and she
joined him. She watched the next part of the movie
with his cock in her hand slowly stroking it. Mike was
going crazy. He slid his hand between Taylor's thighs
to find her pussy saturated with her juices. He bent
her forward and over the ottoman dropping between her
legs. He plunged into her from behind. The movie
played on as they watched it and fucked. Mike's climax
matched the actor's, his cum shooting into Taylor as
the actor blasted his all over two women's faces on
the screen. Taylor moaned as she felt him filling her.
Watching the cum flying on the screen as she felt her
uncle filling her was exquisite. It pushed her over
the edge as well. Mike fell over her back. She
squirmed under him enjoying the fullness in her body,
the complete and utter lassitude brought on by her
orgasm. She watched the last of the movie with Mike's
slowly softening cock in her. 

Saturday Mike had a deliciously naughty thought.
Robert and Cherri were due back early Sunday morning.
Since they had to be at the airport early to pick up
her parents maybe sleeping in the city was a good
idea. Plus they could sleep in Taylor's room that
night. He told her he wanted to so that every night
when she got in bed she could think of him making love
to her in her bed. Taylor loved the idea. It appealed
to a streak of naughtiness she had inherited from his
side of the family. 

They arrived in San Francisco in time for lunch. Mike
drove to Ghirardelli Square and they ate in a
restaurant looking out over Fisherman's Wharf and the
bay. White clouds scudded across the bay, sailboats
darted to and fro, seagulls circled around in the
stiff breeze hoping that a tourist would drop a
morsel, the street vendors hoped the tourists would
drop a dollar or two for the cheap trinkets they were
selling on the sidewalks. The city was alive in an
almost tangible way. Baghdad by the Bay was unique.
Mike and Taylor ate their crab cocktails and watched
life from their perch by the restaurant windows.

They spent the afternoon half and half. Half of the
afternoon they spent in the galleries on Sutter, Post
and Kearney. One of them had a small painting by
Thomas Cole. It was only thirty thousand. Mike just
shook his head. It's only thirty times what he could
afford for a painting. If they took lay away he could
have it paid off in ten years. But it was a beautiful
gem by a great painter. He lusted after it for a few
minutes then banished it from his mind, almost.
Regretfully, they walked on up Sutter looking for more
galleries. Half of the time they spent in the stores
at Union Square, Taylor's destination.

For dinner, Mike drove back to the Embarcadero and
found Fog City Diner. They were able to cadge a table
due to a last minute cancellation. He figured it was
his day. They laughed and kidded during dinner. They
both felt a little tired from the walking during the
day and Mike proposed an early night. Taylor's eyes
lit up at the suggestion and she gave him a smile
filled with promise. His cock stirred as he motioned
the waiter over. 

On the drive to the house Taylor set her hand in his
lap brushing his cock every now and again keeping him
erect the entire way. He could hardly get out of the
car when they arrived. Taylor laughed at his
discomfort, grabbed her bag and bounded up the stairs
calling for him to follow. He grabbed his overnight
bag and, adjusting his cock, followed her.

The door was open, he closed it behind him. Only one
light was on in the house. He followed it down the
hall. It was Taylor's room. He stood in her doorway.
She was lying on her bed. Mike came in, dropped his
bag and stood at the foot of her bed. 

"Would you like to sleep in my bed?" she asked.

"I'd like nothing better," he answered. "Unless you
are going to be somewhere else."

"Nope. I'm going to be right here." She patted the bed
next to her. "Come here."

Mike tossed his overnight bag on her chair and settled
on the bed next to Taylor. She rolled to him, he
wrapped her in his arms and their lips met. They
kissed until their lips were tired. Breathlessly, Mike
broke the kiss. Staring into Taylor's eyes, he slowly
started to unbutton her blouse. Her breathing
quickened. Mike took his time slowly pulling off her
blouse, then her bra. She kicked her shoes off the end
of the bed as Mike reached for her belt. Her pants
followed the rest of her clothing over the side of the
bed. Mike pulled his sweater over his heads and tossed
it aside. His shoes and pants quickly followed the
rest of the clothes to the floor. His cock was
pointing at Taylor, bouncing in rhythm with his heart.
Taylor reached out and wrapped her hand around his
cock slowly stroking it up and down.

Taylor pushed Mike back. He resisted at first until
Taylor said, "It's my turn tonight. You've always been
the teacher. Tonight you're in my bed. I get to be in
charge."

"Ok, sweetheart," he said as he lay back. The role
reversal heightened the eroticism of the moment. Mike
had to hold himself and wait for Taylor. The waiting
created an exquisite torture. He found himself begging
silently for Taylor to touch him here, like that. And
when she did, the touch exploded through his body.

Taylor loved the feeling of being in charge; of making
Mike lay back as she touched him, aroused him and
pleased him. She flicked his nipples and saw them
crinkle from the touch. She ran her fingers up his
thigh, stopping just short of his balls watching as
they drew up tight against his body. She put just the
tips of her fingers and her thumb at the base of his
cock pulling up and watched as the clear liquid drop
formed at the tip of his cock. Still holding his cock
she leaned forward and extending her tongue lapped the
drop from his cock. Mike moaned as she did it.

Mike eyes closed as his head dropped to the bed.
Taylor smiled, knowing now that she could please a man
so much. She threw her leg over him and pushed her
pussy against his cock. She slid back and forth
enjoying the feel of his cock against her clitoris. He
grabbed her hips helping her move over him. She felt
the wetness fill her pussy as the grinding of their
bodies drove her forward. She leaned down to kiss
Mike. As they kissed his cock sprang free and then
bounced against Taylor. She felt it nestle into her
pussy. She pushed back and it slid into her body.
Sitting back Mike's cock slid all the way until Taylor
settled down on his loins. She ground her hips in
small circles around his cock.

"Oh, Mike. I love it like this," she gasped.

"Taylor, I love it every way we do it," he said.

She smiled down at him as he started to match her
movements, thrusting up as she pushed down and moving
in small circles as she was bottomed out. Mike slid
his hands up along her belly until they cupped her
tits. He circled her tits and then pressed his hands
over her tits. Taylor continued fucking herself on his
cock as she closed her eyes and let her head drop
back. Taylor put her hands on Mike's stomach to help
her get some leverage as she fucked herself harder and
faster on his cock. Mike felt the intensity of each
stroke as she bounced harder onto his cock. His hands
slid around and he gently squeezed her nipples between
thumb and finger and then released them only to repeat
the touches randomly. Taylor felt the intense jolt
every time Mike squeezed her nipples that went
straight from her nipples to her pussy. She was close,
so close... 

Her climax burst like a dam giving way and she was
flooded with intense pleasure. Mike held still as he
watched Taylor shudder while still impaling herself on
his cock. She slowed, paused and then collapsed onto
his chest her breath coming in ragged pants and moans.
Mike wrapped his arms around his lovely niece, his
mind filled with love for this young woman whom he had
just given so much pleasure.

They lay quiescent as Taylor recovered. Mike softly
petted her back feeling the light sheen of sweat from
her exertions. No, he thought, not sweat.
Perspiration. Women don't sweat, he laughed to
himself.

Taylor was moving a little now and said to Mike,
"You're still hard. Did you cum?"

"No sweetie. I was having too much fun watching you,"
he said smiling.

"I want you to cum. What can I do?" she asked.

"Here," he said pulling her to him and then rolling to
the side and up over until he was atop her. 

"Oh, that was fun," Taylor said laughing.

Mike started a slow in and out with his cock as he
told her, "This is fun too."

"Oh God, yes. Umm. I want to feel you cum, Mike,"
Taylor said breathily.

Mike felt the electric current run up and down his
body as Taylor said that. Yes, he thought. I want to
cum in you, sweetheart. He let the feelings take him
no longer trying to please her, just letting the
intense pleasure take him. He was moving quicker now
and stronger. Each thrust slapping their bodies
together. Mike was getting closer and closer. The
tension was building in his body. He pushed harder and
groaned from the effort.

Still partially aroused from their earlier bout of
lovemaking Taylor soon was caught in a continuous loop
of orgasms. Every time she crested and then came down
from the peak Mike's thrusting cock would catch her
and push her back up the mountain until another orgasm
would roll through her body. Cum after cum shook her.
A brief thought flashed through her mind, this must be
a multiple orgasm before another climax surged into
her and she couldn't think about anything, only
experience the incredible pleasure coursing through
her body.

Mike hardly noticed as Taylor moaned, sighed and
shuddered under him. He could feel the rumblings
building in his loins and every thing else in the
universe vanished. It was just his cock plunging into
Taylor's wet, hot pussy. One last withdrawal and as he
started into her he felt it arrive. The first spasm
burst out as he buried his cock into Taylor. He felt
the intense relief as he crested his orgasm and
emptied his balls into her. Burst after burst of his
cum, he hadn't cum like this in years. One last small
shudder and he was spent.

He stopped buried completely in her. His eyes were
tightly closed and his breath came in ragged gasps. He
lay like that until he sensed Taylor under him. He
opened his eyes to see her face filled with passion
and love and satiation all mixed together looking up
at him. He recognized the look of a well fucked and
happy woman. 

She pushed up until she could lean forward and kiss
Mike. "Oh my God, Mike. I never felt anything like
that."

"What, darling?"

"It just kept happening. I'd have one and then another
and another. I've heard of multiple orgasms but I had
no idea," Taylor said.

"I liked it too," he said. "I haven't cum like that in
years."

Taylor's face clouded for a second and she said, "I
wish I could have been your first lover just like you
were mine."

Mike laughed and reminded her, "Sweetie. Remember how
bad the other guys were?" She nodded. "I was just as
bad my first time." She started to protest as he cut
her off. "Thank you for that but I was just as bad.
Maybe worse. It takes a man practice and age to become
a good lover. Be happy with me the way I am."

Taylor looked thoughtful for a second and then
gleamed, "Ok. You can be my older man. Just like Cher
has her boy toys. You can be my guy toy. My toy to
bring me pleasure."

"That's me," he said.

Mike rolled to his side pulling Taylor with him. They
lay talking as his cock slowly softened.

"Your folks are back tomorrow," he said.

"I know. Don't remind me," she said in a petulant
tone.

"Now, sweetie..."

"But they are always ruining things for me," she
protested. He looked askance and she continued, "Well,
they do."

"They don't try to ruin things for you. They're just
trying to do right," he said.

"I know. But I don't want to go back to stupid boys
who don't know anything," she said.

Mike put his hand on her cheek and held her eye.
"Sweetie, we have to. You know that. I love you and we
can both remember how wonderful this week was. We'll
have that when they get back."

Taylor smiled and wrapped him in a hug, "Ok. You did
make this a wonderful week. I love you, Mike."

Mike reached for the light and turned it off. "We have
to get up early tomorrow. We can't go pick up your
folks smelling like we've been screwing our brains
out, even though we have."

Taylor laughed, "I wish we could. Dad would have an
attack."

"So would I when they dragged me away to jail," he
said.

Taylor cuddled into his arms nestling her head under
his chin. "They're never going to take you away from
me," she said. "I'll make sure of that."

"Love you," he said quietly. Mike dropped off to sleep
with Taylor in his arms.



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