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My Niece Taylor


Chapter 4 - The City of Angels

Mike picked up the phone on the second ring, "Hello?"

"Do you like incest?" asked a feminine voice.

"Taylor?" he asked

"What other relative have you been boffing?" she
asked.

"Jesus, Taylor. Where are you?"

"Sitting on my couch watching reruns and feeling
horny. Why don't you come down to LA and take care of
your niece?" she asked.

After graduating from high school, Taylor had moved to
LA to pursue acting. Her parents had gone ballistic
when she broached the idea. Of course their daughter
was going to Stanford and uphold family tradition! But
she had been bitten by the acting bug. The argument
had gone on for months. Taylor had tried to drag Mike
into it on her side. It had taken every bit of his
diplomatic skills to not alienate either side. He had
reasoned with his brother and sister. If they put
their foot down they might lose her. Mike had finally
brokered a compromise. She had two years to establish
a career. If she still needed help from her folks she
agreed to give up acting temporarily and go to
college. Mike had convinced them that she had no
chance of getting a career established in two years.
Unfortunately, he'd been wrong. She had the wholesome
good looks advertisers wanted. She also had a sensual
streak she could turn on that spelled sex, also what
advertisers wanted. She had yet to appear in a movie
but had a thriving career selling, well, selling
anything and everything. 

"Be serious," he said.

"I am," she said. "I am horny and I think you should
come down here and help your poor deprived niece. If
you think those high school boys I complained about
were awful, you ought to see these self-absorbed
pretty boys in Hollywood. I really think they are
making love to themselves," Taylor said with a trace
of disgust in her voice. "Remember the week we spent
together? Every night you teaching me something new.
Do you remember?" she asked.

The images returned and with them the emotions. He
felt his cock getting hard. "Yes, I remember."

"Uncle Mike, wouldn't you like to do that again? Teach
your little niece a few things," she said in a sultry
voice. A voice that could have sold anything to any
man.

"Quit it, Taylor. I've heard you use that voice
before," he said.

"Oh bullshit," Taylor snapped back.

Mike laughed, "That's better."

She laughed too. "C'mon Mike. I'm serious. Come down
and visit me. I'm lonely for somebody I like. Ten
million people in LA and I don't think I actually like
one. Maybe my roommate. Come visit me."

"But Taylor..."

She cut him off. "Don't pull that vacation line. I bet
you have three weeks of vacation right now. Don't
you?"

He stumbled for a second and knew she was right. He
never seemed to be able to get away from work. It was
one crisis after another. "Maybe."

"As your loving niece, who wants to really love you, I
demand that you get your butt down here and visit me."

Mike thought about it. Taylor must be twenty-one now.
He'd seen her commercials and she was flat out
beautiful, still slender and petite but a gorgeous
face and long thick blonde hair. "I'll call you
tomorrow," he said.

"You're not just putting me off. You better not be,"
she scolded him.

"I'm not. I love you, sweetie," he said.

There was a silence and then he heard a sniffle on the
phone, "You haven't called me that since that week. I
love you, Mike. I miss you."

His heart went out to her. That little sniffle sealed
it. He was going to LA. "I'll call you tomorrow. I
promise." 

He had promised.

*****

Three weeks later Taylor was picking him up at the
Burbank airport. As he came out of the security area
she ran up and threw her arms around his neck and
planted a wild kiss on his lips.  He cooperated with
the inevitable. As they broke apart Taylor grabbed his
arm pulling him over to the baggage area bubbling over
with excitement. "I am so glad you're here."

Putting his arm around her shoulder and pulling her to
him he responded, "Me too. You were so right. It's
been too long since I had a vacation."

A sudden sultry look on her face, "And other things as
well." 

"Save that for the commercials," he said.

She laughed, "That's no fair. I'm the actress. You're
not supposed to see that it's acting. You're supposed
to be drawn into the spell."

He smiled and said, "Sweetie, I've known you too long.
I know when you're being real... and when you're not."

"I like it when you call me sweetie," she said
directly to him.

They held each other's eye, standing still amid the
tumult, in their own world again. Someone bumped Mike
and the spell was broken, "Excuse me."

"I'll get my bags," he said. Taylor stood waiting for
him but they were together again. The connection was
re-established and even though he left her, he didn't
really leave. He was still standing next to her,
staring into her eyes. He looked back as he waited for
his bag. She was standing quietly holding his eye. She
hardly looked like his niece any more. She was wearing
a red mini-dress and black boots up to her thigh and
more sparkly jewelry than Mr. T. She looked like,
well, an LA actress, almost a caricature of a young
on-the-make actress. But when his eyes met hers she
was just Taylor and he was Mike and all he wanted was
to hold her in his arms and love her.

He turned to the baggage carousel and waited for his
bag. When it came around, he grabbed it and turned
back to Taylor. She was still waiting exactly as she
had been. He walked over and said, "Take me home."

She smiled, wrapped her arm in his and together they
headed for her car. "My pleasure."

On the way to her place they caught up. He asked about
the commercials she had done. 

"Mike, you wouldn't believe how good it is. I did a
commercial for some scumbag attorney, like there's any
other kind. Anyway, I'm an accident victim, `Oh, the
bad insurance company wouldn't pay me. Then Mr.
Cheatem and his partner Screwem took my case and they
made that bad old insurance company pay through the
nose. You should call Cheatem and Screwem.' I did that
commercial three years ago. It was my first
commercial. I'm still getting royalty checks. Every
month a check is in the mail."

"Yeah, I know. Your Dad is still mad at me. I never
thought you could make enough money in two years," he
said. 

"I know. When I told Dad and Mom at the end of the
first year I didn't need any more help `cuz I was
making enough money they went ballistic all over
again. But I was here and they were there. Thank you
for helping me," she said.

"I'd like to take the credit but I didn't think you'd
make it," he said.

"You talked them into giving me a chance. That was
enough," she said patting his arm.

They pulled into a parking garage under an older but
nice building and rode the elevator up to the fifth
floor. Taylor shared a corner apartment with another
girl. Mike went out to the balcony. On a good day you
probably could see the mountains a half mile away.
Today you could see across the street through the
smog. He went back inside closing the French doors
behind him. 

Taylor wrapped her arms around his neck and planted
another kiss on his lips. As they broke this time she
pushed him down on a chair and went over to the
stereo. She put on a throbbing song and turned back to
him. She swayed with the heavy beat of the music. She
was good, Mike thought to himself. She really can turn
on her sensuality. He was feeling the music and her
charms. The throb of the music corresponded to the
throb starting in his cock. Taylor held his eyes as
she removed a gold chain from her wrist and dropped it
on a table still swaying with the music. Another chain
followed and then a ring. Mike couldn't believe how
erotic this was. She wasn't really removing anything
and yet as she took each piece off she seemed to be
baring herself for him. It was in her eyes and the way
she sensually stripped off the jewelry that did it.
Her earrings followed. There was no more jewelry.
Taylor danced a little more holding his eyes letting
him think about what had to be next, letting the
tension build. She reached behind and then turned so
he could watch as she pulled the zipper of her dress
down to her lower back. One side fell off and he could
see the skin of her back uninterrupted from her neck
to her butt. She pushed the dress off her shoulders.
Yep, no bra, Mike thought. She paused, looking back
over her shoulder and smiled at him. He felt that
smile in his groin as his cock pushed even harder
against his Dockers. Still holding his eye she pushed
the dress down over her hips and down her legs. Mike
stared at her bare ass. She hadn't been wearing any
underwear at all. His eyes got wide.

Stepping out of the dress she turned around. Mike was
mesmerized by her beauty. Still wearing the boots
Taylor slowly danced around the room. As the song
ended she did a splits and smiled at him.

"Jesus Taylor. Where did you learn that?" he asked.

"Self taught," she said laughing. She half crawled
over to his chair and resting her hand on his lap
said, "Uncle Mike has a problem. Can his niece help
him with it?"

"Don't torture me," he said.

She smiled and reaching for his belt said, "I want to
torture you... with pleasure." She ripped open his
pants. He raised his hip as she pulled them down, his
cock springing up and slapping against his belly.
Taylor reached for his cock, smiled up at him and bent
forward taking his cock in her mouth. She held his eye
as she sucked his cock. 

That was when the door opened and an attractive
brunette walked in. She was half way across the room
before it dawned on her what was happening. She turned
bright red and started to stammer an apology, "I'm
sorry..."

Taylor looked up and her hand continuing to slowly
stroke Mike's cock happily said, "Hi. Jada, this is
Mike. Mike, this is Jada. Jada's my roommate."

Mike, unsure of proper etiquette upon meeting your
niece's roommate while your niece is slowly jacking
your stiff cock, said, "Hi."

Jada was staring at Mike's cock as Taylor said, "Jada,
Mike is my Uncle."

"What?" she half screamed.

"My Uncle. He was my first lover."

Jada looked appalled and said, "That is gross."

"No more gross than you being my first female lover
and teaching me how to eat pussy," Taylor said. Jada's
face turned a shade somewhere between scarlet and
crimson. 

"Well, I'm glad I'm not the only one embarrassed,"
Mike said. 

Taylor smirked as she turned back to Jada. "Not only
was he my first he is still the best I ever had."

"No way," Jada said.

"Yes. Try him," Taylor responded.

"You want me to fuck your Uncle?" Jada asked holding
her hands like a protective shield.

Taylor stood and walked over to Jada. "No. I want you
to fuck both of us." She grabbed Jada and pulled her
into a kiss. Jada resisted for a second and then
melted into it. Mike could tell this wasn't their
first kiss.

As they broke apart Jada said, "Taylor. This is too
much even for you."

Leading Jada by the hand Taylor pulled her to Mike.
She stopped and grabbed his cock. Mike had to follow
and she pulled both of them down the hall and to the
bedroom. She pulled Jada back into a kiss and as they
broke the kiss Taylor said, "It's been too long since
either of us had a cock and his is a great one." Jada
looked about to say something when Taylor cut in,
"Don't take my word for it."

"Taylor," Jada protested.

Taylor smiled and told Jada triumphantly, "If you were
really going to say no you'd have run out of the
bedroom already."

Jada was about to protest again, then her shoulders
slumped she looked down and then back up. Taylor had
the most devilish smile on her face. Jada started to
smile, tried to stop it then burst into giggles along
with Taylor. "You are such a pervert. I can't believe
it."

"And where did I learn it?" Taylor asked.

Jada laughed and said, "You didn't need any help so
don't blame me. Your Uncle was really your first?" she
said looking my way like I was a specimen in a Petri
glass.

Taylor fell back on the bed, extended her legs
straight out and told Jada, "Help me out of these
boots." Jada bent down and started to unzip the
zippers of the long leather boots. "Yeah, he was my
first. I had to go stay with him one week. I found his
collection of porn CDs and he had a bunch of Lolita
movies. Once I knew he liked young girls it was really
easy to seduce him." 

Jada looked at Mike and he blushed, "Not quite but I
guess not that different either."

Jada smiled, "Yeah, she seduced me too."

"Neither one of you exactly protested." Taylor continued
as Jada pulled off her second boot, "Then I had a
couple boyfriends and they were awful fucks. So I
convinced my folks to let me stay with Mike while they
went on a second honeymoon. He showed me everything.
Never had a better lover since. I just wish he wasn't
my Uncle so I could drag him to my bed permanently,"
she said wistfully.

"Me too, sweetie," he said.

Taylor smiled and then reached up and grabbed Jada by
the hand pulling her onto the bed. "Enough talk. Help
me make her scream with pleasure." The girls started
playfully wrestling on the bed. Mike finished pulling
his clothes off before jumping in to help pin Jada
down as Taylor pulled her shoes and pants off. Naked
from the waist down, Taylor fell between her legs and
started to lick the inside of her thighs. Jada quit
wrestling when she felt Taylor's tongue approaching
her pussy. Her eyes closed and her hands reached down
to pull Taylor's face to her. Taylor buried her face
in Jada's pussy.

Mike watched fascinated as Taylor lapped long slow
strokes along Jada's pussy. His cock, which had lost
some of its vigor, bounced up fully erect again. He
glanced at Jada's face and saw the lust there. He
reached for her blouse and unbuttoned it. Her bra had
a front clasp and he unhooked that as well. Her tits
were larger than Taylor's but still small enough to be
little affected by gravity. Her nipples were red and
pointed. He leaned forward and started kissing around
the side of her tit while massaging her other tit.
Jada moaned from the double stimulation. Mike ran his
tongue up to her nipple and then back away teasing
Jada, making her push up to get his tongue on her
nipple.

Taylor watched as Mike lapped at Jada's nipple and
backed away. She mirrored his moves coming closer to
her clitoris and then backing away just as Mike did.
When Mike ran his tongue over her nipple, Taylor ran
hers over Jada's clitoris. When Mike sucked her nipple
into his mouth lashing it with his tongue while
sucking on her tit, Taylor sucked Jada's clitoris into
her mouth using her lips to massage it while flicking
the tip with her tongue. 

Jada was going crazy from the double sensations.
Taylor jammed two fingers up Jada's pussy and found
the spongy mass of her G spot with the tips of her
fingers. Taylor felt Jada's pussy flow with
lubrication and knew she was getting close. She pulled
her fingers out and slowed her lapping at her pussy.
Jada humped up at her face trying to get off. Taylor
pulled away and frantically Jada reached for her head
to pull her back to her pussy. "Pleasseeee..." she
moaned.

Mike looked down to see Taylor sitting up, another
smile on her face. "Fuck her. She needs it."

"Oh God, yes. Please," Jada moaned.

Mike gave Taylor a look, "Are you sure?"  

Taylor smiled her devilish smile and said to Mike,
"Just save some for me."

Mike positioned himself between Jada's legs and lined
up his cock with her pussy. He pressed forward and
felt her pussy flower open around his cock. She was so
aroused his cock slipped into her like a hot knife
through butter. He bottomed out against her pussy and
ground his hips in small circles. Her legs came up and
wrapped around his hips as she ground back against
him.

Mike pulled back and thrust forward and Jada met him
pushing back harder than he thrust. So they had each
other going faster and harder, faster and harder. His
breath came in panting gasps. Jada began a long low
moaning keening sound that rose in volume and pitch
and suddenly broke off as she crested her climax. Mike
felt her fingers dig into his shoulders as Jada began
to make incoherent moans and gasps as she bounced
under him. He felt her pussy flood with her spending
as they made a squishing sound on every plunge into
her pussy. He slowed his fucking as she came down from
her peak finally stopping and resting. He looked down
at her. Her eyes were closed and her mouth gaped open
gasping for breath. A red flush covered her neck and
shoulders but was already fading. Her hands relaxed
and then dropped to the bed and she went limp under
him.

"That was so hot," Mike heard Taylor say. He looked
over at her. She had a hand buried between her legs.
When she saw him looking she said. "Mike, I need you."

He pulled out of Jada as Taylor lay down next to her,
spread her legs and welcomed him in her arms. His cock
slid into Taylor as easily as it had Jada. They
quickly established a slow rhythm as they fucked
savoring the exquisite pleasure of body rubbing
against body. Jada was recovering and rolled to her
side to watch. Taylor turned toward Jada and said,
"Kiss me." Mike watched the two women kiss
passionately as he fucked Taylor. His balls tightened
watching their tongues duel. His passion rose quickly.
He tried to push it away but after the hot screwing
with Jada and watching them kiss as he pumped his
niece it all became too much.

"Oh, sweetie."

Taylor broke the kiss and looked at Mike. She could
see how close he was and clamping down with her vagina
huskily told him, "Cum. I want you to cum. Cum in me,
Mike."

Mike felt his balls contract and then the release as
his cum raced down his cock and into Taylor. He pumped
away as he felt his body empty itself into her. It
just seemed to keep boiling up. He had quit jacking
off in anticipation of his trip so he knew he had a
load saved up for her but it just seemed to never end.
A last few dribbles and he was spent.

Taylor felt the heat and wetness in her pussy. She
ground against Mike unfulfilled by his sudden orgasm.
She still needed to cum. She gently pushed at Mike's
shoulders and he got the idea. He rolled to the side
and as he did Taylor pushed Jada to her back. Taylor
pivoted around, threw her legs over Jada in a
sixty-nine and lowered her face to the pussy spread
before her.

Mike looked over to see Jada tentatively stick out her
tongue and lap at Taylor's pussy. His cum was running
down and coating her pussy. Taylor pulled back from
Jada's pussy and told her, "Lick me. I need to cum.
Suck his cum from my pussy." She buried her face back
in Jada's pussy. 

Jada lapped at Taylor's pussy tasting the combined
cum. Taylor squeezed and a big glob of Mike's cum from
her pussy. Jada lapped it up and then buried her
tongue in Taylor's pussy sucking and lapping,
swallowing his cum as quickly as she could lap it up.
When she had cleaned out her pussy Jada went back to
Taylor's clitoris sucking and licking for all she was
worth.

Taylor was first to cum followed in moments by Jada.
They thrashed around moaning into each other's pussy
as they came. Mike couldn't believe his eyes as he
watched these two young women bring each other off. He
knew he was right earlier. They obviously had been
practicing.

After they finished Taylor turned around they kissed
languidly. She turned to Mike and said, "Come here.
Kiss Jada."

He rolled over to them and leaned down to kiss her.
She thrust her tongue in his mouth and they dueled for
a moment. Then he realized he tasted his own cum in
her mouth and pulled back. He had a grimace on his
face.

Taylor and Jada burst into laughter at the look on his
face. "Sissy," they shouted. "Kiss her again," Taylor
ordered him.

He looked askance at her as Jada told him, "See, I
said she was a pervert."

"It runs in the family," Mike said.

"Coward," Taylor told him a look of challenge on her
face. 

Mike didn't want to back down from that dare. He knew
if he did Taylor would hold it over his head from then
on. Steeling himself he leant down and kissed Jada who
thrust her tongue into his mouth. Their tongues dueled
and he again tasted cum, his and Taylor's. They broke
the kiss. Taylor had an impish look on her face. She
leaned in, grabbed Jada by the neck and pulled her
into a kiss. As they broke apart Taylor said, "Mmm,
just the way I like it." She smiled at Mike.

"Sweetheart, you don't have to prove to me you're a
perv. I already know it," he said.

Taylor laughed and fell back to the bed next to Jada.
She looked at Jada who was also smiling. "Damn, now
everyone knows me."

"Just that you are a pervert," Jada said. The girls
broke into giggles and got silly.

Mike was swept up in the general hilarity. He fell
next to Taylor as the three of them laughed and acted
silly. The girls finally ran out of steam and the
three of them lay quietly on the bed, Taylor in the
middle. Mike started to think about the afternoon,
about what had just happened. Was Taylor really a
pervert? Was it normal for a young woman to do the
things she did? 

He was lost in his thoughts when Taylor poked him in
the chest, "Hey."

"Wha... what?" he asked.

"What the heck is that look for?" she asked. 

Mike was startled. Taylor and Jada were both staring
intently at him. "What look?" Taylor gave him her best
'I don't buy that' stare. He knew he had to come clean.
They knew each other too well. "I was just wondering...
I mean, about you and your being the way you are. And
did I do something when you were too young."

"You mean, did you corrupt your poor innocent niece
and turn her into a nymphomaniac?" Taylor asked with a
hint of sarcasm.

Defensively, "Well, yes."

"Don't give yourself so much credit. Men. You think
you poke a girl and they are changed forever." Mike's
face started to cloud up. "Don't get your feelings
hurt. You were a great lay and I really do love you,
Mike. But Jeez, I am my own person. You taught me to
enjoy sex. And I thank you for that. I don't settle
for bad sex because I know how good it can be. The one
thing you did give me is the confidence to only fuck
who I like. I fuck who I like, when I like and how I
like. So no, you didn't corrupt me." She pulled Mike
down for a tender kiss. "Thank you for being a
wonderful teacher. Ok?"

"Ok," he said. 

They held each other's eye for a moment until Mike's
face split into a wide grin. "That's better," Taylor
said. "Did I tell you that you're sleeping here
tonight?" He started to shake his head. "Right here
between us," she said smiling.

"Oh Lord, I hope I live until morning," he said.

"Oh yes, and you're taking us to dinner tonight to
thank us for the wonderful lay you just had," Taylor
continued. 

Jada perked up at that, "Great. How `bout the Santa
Fe?"

Taylor thought for a second and then said, "I got it.
He's taking us to the Coral Caf�."

Jada clapped, "Yes.  Let's get dressed." She bounded
out of bed and ran into the bath. The shower came on.
Jada stuck her head back through the door, "C'mon. We
can't go out smelling like we just spent hours
screwing."

"But we did."

"Get your lazy butts in here. I'm hungry and don't
want to wait for you two," she said disappearing into
the bath.

Mike and Taylor gazed at each other, "I love you."
They kissed tenderly. Taylor pulled him up and he
followed Taylor into the shower. At the door Mike
looked back at the rumpled bed. 'It wasn't just sex was
it,' he said to himself. He loved his niece. He always
would.




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