Uncle John

By Pepper Jade
Pepperjade65@aol.com

John had agreed to watch after his niece over the summer. 
He was not particularly close to his older half brother 
Michael. At age 29, he was 10 years younger than Michael. 
They had never been close growing up. He had last seen his 
brother and niece nearly three years ago when Michael's 
wife had died unexpectedly. His niece, Jessica, was 13 
years old then.

Michael and John were very different. Michael taught at a 
community college in Oregon; John lived the fast-paced life 
of a Wall Street trader. Michael was offered the chance to 
teach overseas for the summer. He would earn more than his 
year's salary in eight weeks. However, he did not want to 
take Jessica with him. After losing his wife, he was very 
protective--perhaps overprotective--of Jessica. John 
reluctantly agreed to keep his niece with him in New York. 
She had just turned 16. John had no idea what a 16-year-old 
girl would be interested in, and he did not necessarily 
want to entertain the kid. 

When Michael and Jessica arrived in June, John immediately 
noticed that Jessica had changed. Her braces were off, and 
she had grown at least four inches taller. And her body had 
the curves of a woman. She seemed to be self-conscious 
about it. She wore oversized clothes that were more suited 
for a teenage boy than a girl. The girl had no mother and 
Michael wasn't dating, so she had no one to teach her about 
becoming a woman--to talk to her about things such as boys, 
makeup, clothes.

John asked some of the women at work to recommend a salon. 
John took Jessica to a recommended salon her first weekend 
there. Jessica spent hours getting her nails done, her hair 
cut and highlighted. The stylist gave Jessica lessons in 
applying makeup. When John returned to pick the girl up, he 
was astonished. Her mousy brown hair had golden highlights, 
the makeup brought out the blue of her eyes.

Next, John took Jessica shopping at the trendy teen 
boutiques recommended by the stylist. The young girl was 
overwhelmed by the fashions not available in small-town 
Oregon. She gravitated toward more of the tom-boyish 
clothes that she was already wearing.

"Try this." John handed her a fitted sundress, with a 
halter top and short, flared skirt. He found a pair of 
strappy heels to go with it. Jessica took the dress and 
shoes and disappeared in the fitting room. She emerged and 
John was stunned. Underneath the tomboy appearance was a 
stunning young woman who looked older than her 16 years.

"Leave it on; I'll pay for it," John told her. 

John took Jessica to dinner in her new outfit. Both of them 
noticed how heads turned when the girl entered the 
restaurant. Jessica was no longer self-conscious about her 
appearance. She welcomed the attention. John, too, enjoyed 
the looks of envy from the men who looked over Jessica and 
assumed this was his date. This was not lost on Jessica, 
either.

"Wow Uncle John, thank you SO much!" she told him after he 
ordered for them. "New York is so exciting. I have had so 
much fun with you today."

"That's great Jess.and just call me John. That uncle thing 
makes me feel old," he told her.

"Thank you, John," she said. "I really do appreciate 
everything you've done for me. I've been pretty lonely. Dad 
works a lot, and he really misses mom." her voice trailed 
off.

"Jess, I know this must be hard for both of you. I'm sorry 
I've been so distant. I want you to know that you can 
always come to me, for anything," John told her. He leaned 
over and kissed her on the cheek. She smelled so fresh, so 
lovely.

The two stopped and rented a movie on the way home. Jessica 
picked it out; it was some recent release, a horror movie 
that teenagers love. "It's scary, John, so you'll have to 
watch it with me," she told him.

Well, this was different than most Saturday nights. John 
was usually at some martini bar, chatting up some potential 
piece of ass at this point on a Saturday night. Or, if the 
pickings at the bar were slim, he would simply phone his 
favorite outcall service and have a girl sent over. Here he 
was, going home to watch a horror movie with his niece.

"I'm gonna go change out of my new dress," Jessica said as 
she disappeared into her bedroom. 

John put in the DVD and popped some popcorn in the 
microwave. "Movie's starting," he called to his niece.

Jessica came out of the bedroom dressed in a small T-shirt 
and scant bikini underwear. Shit, she was hot.and this was 
his niece. 

John was tempted to tell her that she should wear something 
a little less revealing, but he already had a hard on. He 
grabbed the throw on the back of the couch and threw it 
over his lap. 

John couldn't pay attention to the movie; his pants were 
tight because of the bulge that wouldn't go away.

A character in the movie screamed, and Jessica jumped. John 
saw a teen-age girl, topless, of course, being hacked up by 
the psycho in the movie. "Your dad lets you watch this?" 
John asked. "This will give you nightmares."

"Dad's not here, is he?" Jessica asked coyly. "Besides, 
you're here, so you'll keep me safe." She crawled under the 
throw with John and laid her head on his chest.

John knew this was dangerous ground; his cock grew hard 
once again. On screen, there was the requisite girl giving 
her boyfriend a blowjob in the back of a car. In moments, 
they would become victims of the psycho.

"I've never done that," Jessica said.

"Done what, Jess?"

"I've never given a blowjob," she announced.

John was speechless; what could he say to that?

"You know, John, I'm not able to talk to dad about these 
things," Jessica said. "There's so much I want to know."

The conversation was taking a precarious turn. "Don't you 
have girlfriends or something," John asked. But the 
conversation was arousing him.

"Sure," said Jessica. "But that's not the same as talking 
to a man about what a man wants." She ran her hand over the 
bulge in his pants. "What do you want, John? Can you teach 
me what a man wants?" She grabbed his cock.

He could take it no longer. He kissed the girl hard, and 
she kissed him back. He forced his tongue into her mouth. 
She kissed him awkwardly, but eagerly.

"I'm a virgin," she whispered. "And I don't want to be."

He pulled the girl's shirt off over her head. She was 
beautiful. Small, firm tits. He began sucking her hard 
nipples. He was gentle with her, much more so than the 
women he usually fucked; he showed them no mercy, 
particularly the pros.

Jessica moaned and he slipped her panties off. That sweet 
untouched pussy was overwhelming. He laid her back and 
moved his tongue down to her clit. He sucked her softly and 
she could not contain herself. She whimpered loudly. "Uncle 
John, that feels so good."

Uncle John.damn, that really did it. He knew this was such 
a filthy thing to do, and it turned him on.

"So, you want to learn how to give a blowjob," he said. 
"Come here."

John pushed her head down into his lap. "Take the head into 
your mouth first," he instructed. "Lick and suck the head. 
No teeth." She did as she was told, then she worked her way 
down the shaft of his cock and swallowed him. She was damn 
good at this; he wondered if she really had never done this 
before.

He slipped a finger into her twat. She was so wet, so ready 
for him to make her a woman.

He took a condom from his wallet. She watched as he 
unrolled it over his erect cock.

He spread her legs and thrust into her. She cried out. She 
was so tight he nearly blew his wad upon entry. He pushed 
into her deeper and deeper. Her cries became louder and he 
could feel her pulling away. He grabbed her small hips and 
held her firmly in place as he continued thrusting deeper 
inside of her. She stopped struggling and he fucked her 
harder. In no time, he filled the condom.

He pulled out of her, and kissed her again. 

"I love you Uncle John," she said.













  
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