"A Matter of Clothes" is a work of fiction. The characters are fictitious; the situations are fictitious and have not occurred in real life. "A Matter of Clothes" is the story of a man who falls in love with his niece and is asked to perform sexual favors for/with the young girl.

If you are not 18 years of age or older, please leave now. If sex between an adult male and underage girl is not your cup of tea, please leave now. Otherwise, stay and enjoy how a young girl manipulates her uncle. Enjoy, Frenchie

ASSTR Codes: Sex, Mf*, cons, inc, ped, rom.



A Matter of Clothes Chapter Two
by
Frenchie

The next morning, Kevin woke up about 6 am and made a pot of coffee and woke Christy so she could go to school. Needless to say, she didn't want to go; instead she wanted to stay home and make love with Kevin.

"Listen, Christy," he said. "You have got to go to school and there's no ifs', ands' or buts' about it. You have to go to school."

She begrudgingly got out of bed and went to the bathroom.

"What do you want for breakfast, sweetheart?" Kevin called.

"Mom usually fixes me a cereal with fruit and milk and a slice of toast."

"Are you going to shower or bathe?"

"I'm going to shower."

"Ok, breakfast will be ready when you come out."

Kevin set out to make the pair breakfast. Christy had gotten dressed and was ready to go to school. They sat down to breakfast.

"Now, listen sweetie, you mustn't tell anyone what we did last night, because I would be in deep trouble if you do." Kevin told Christy.

"I know, Uncle Kevin." Christy said.

"Not even Shirley, because if you do, I could go to jail for a long time. Do you understand?"

"Yes, Uncle Kevin." And she continued eating her breakfast.

Finished, Kevin picked up the breakfast dishes and put them in the sink and came back to the table and sat down.

"Come here, sweetheart."

Christy came over and leaned against him and hugged him. He smoothed her hair and kissed her forehead and said. "I love you, Christy."

"I love you too, Uncle Kevin."

"I'll be here when you come home from school. Ok?"

"I love you so much." She said with a cry in her voice.

Kevin squeezed her and she squeezed back.

Pretty soon the school bus was blowing its horn and Christy gave Kevin a sloppy kiss, goodbye and grabbed her books and left. He walked her to the door and watched her go down the steps and onto the bus.

Kevin felt all alone. He was by himself and his little angel was gone.

To keep himself busy, he washed the breakfast dishes and put the garbage out and then he decided to wash the clothes. When the clothes were dry, he put them away and sat down at the kitchen table to think. It was then that he decided to go to town and buy Christy a present. He took her petticoat off the hangar and looked to see what size it was. Then he showered and got dressed and left for town. He caught the Gentilly Bus and the Canal Street streetcar and got off downtown and went to Sears. He looked on the map of the store and found the "Girls Department". It was on the second floor where a saleslady approached him and asked if she could help him.

He stammered. "I want to buy a petticoat for my niece."

The saleslady smiled as she asked what size he wanted.

"Size 14." He replied. 

She asked him to follow her and they walked to the racks that held the petticoats. They were all sizes and colors. It was mind boggling. The saleslady motioned with her arm, "Here they are."

After about 20 minutes he had made his final selection; a two tiered Nylon white outer skirt with a three inch ruffle over a white Nylon parchment under skirt with a white lace hemline and a little satin bow on the Nylon bodice at the center top. It was called, "Flying Saucer". He asked for it to be gift wrapped and the sales lady took it and they went to her register where he paid for it. Wrapped petticoat in hand, he caught the streetcar and bus back to his sister's house in Gentilly.

He got home just about noon and put the present on Christy's bed and sat down to watch a little Television.

He hadn't been home two minutes when the phone rang.

"Hello."

"Hi Kevin," his sister said.

"Oh, hi Irene, how's it going?"

"I'm afraid, not so good." Irene answered. "The testimony is more involved than they thought."

"Well, we're doing alright. Christy had breakfast and is at school right now. Yesterday we went to K&B and got banana splits and watched TV until it was time for bed."

"She's going to have homework when she gets home from school, so please make sure she does it. Ok?

"She's a good girl. She'll do it."

They didn't talk to long because Irene was on her lunch hour and had to get back to the courtroom. They hung up and Kevin fixed himself a sandwich and watched some more TV.

The school bus pulled up in front of the house about 2:30 and Christy came bouncing in and went right to Kevin and gave him a big hug. They hugged and kissed for a while and finally he asked. "Do you have homework?"

"Oh, yes. I always do, but it's not much. Will you help me?"

"Of coarse I will. But first, go change your clothes and we'll get at it." He gave her a pat on the behind and she gave a little squeal.

Pretty soon, she came running out of her bedroom carrying the present Kevin had bought her. "What is it?" she asked. 

Kevin said. "Open it and find out."

She ripped the paper off the package, exposing the box that said `Sears' and then she put the box on the table and opened it. She raised the petticoat out of the box and draped it in front of her and smiled the most beautiful smile at Kevin and she ran over and hugged him, strongly.

They kissed and hugged one another until Kevin said. "Ok, it's homework time. Let's get to it."

Christy got her homework out and put it on the table and began to explain what she had to do. They dug into it and finished in about an hour.

"I wish you lived with us Uncle Kevin."

"That would be nice."

Christy put her homework and her petticoat away and came back and hugged Kevin. He got up and they walked to the couch and sat down.

"What do you say we go have some supper at The Bakery on Gentilly Highway and come back and make love?"

"Oh, that would be great. Can I wear my new petticoat?" She asked with delight.

"I don't see why not, princess." Kevin replied. "And get a coat while you're at it. It could be chilly when we come back."

Kevin got his coat while Christy changed her clothes and they walked to The Bakery for supper. Kevin told Christy that her mother would be staying in Baton Rouge for at least another day, which delighted the young girl. And, it was chilly when they returned home, so Kevin held her close to him.

Kevin pulled the shades down in the front room, so that passers by wouldn't be able to see in and he instructed Christy to get undressed and he put his pajamas on and they met in the front room on the couch. 

Kevin was the first to return and Christy paraded in with her new petticoat on without any panties, underneath, smiling as she sat down next to Kevin. Kevin put his arm around his niece and they fell into a kiss that lasted a long time. Both of them were soaking wet with love juice and eager to see what the night held in store.

Christy said. "Why don't we go to my room and continue where we left off last night?"

Kevin thought for a moment and said. "That sounds like a good idea. I'll lock the front door and turn out the lights." And they got up and went to her room. Kevin took his pajamas off and threw them on the floor and Christy lay across her bed as she did last night.

Kevin got right to work licking and sucking Christy's honey pot and they both moaned and writhed on the little bed.

Soon, Christy was so hot that she begged Kevin to fuck her. "Please, Uncle Kevin. Let's do it?"

`Oh my gawd,' Kevin thought. `What am I going to do now?'

He left his position between her legs and lay next to her so they could kiss and hold each other. She was so hot and he was too.

"Ok." He said. "I want you to climb up on me when I turn on my back. That way you can control how much penetration you can stand, because it is going to hurt the first few minutes."

They turned over and she sat on his stomach and he held her around her butt as she lowered herself onto his penis.

"Go slow." He warned. 

Pretty soon the tip was inside of the tightest little pussy he had ever felt and he almost lost his load.

"Stop!" He said, urgently. "I'm about to cum, it feels so good."

She stopped and waited a few seconds before continuing to envelope his penis in her tight little pussy.

"Oh gawd," he said. "I can't stand the feeling. I'm about to explode into you. It feels so good."

She knew that she had to stop or it would be all over for a while, so she leaned forward and kissed Kevin, passionately. They both stayed still for a while and then she resumed her efforts to swallow his prick with her pussy.

She had gotten about 2 inches in as she pushed downward and pulled up; his huge prick was going into her pussy, ever so slowly, a little at a time.

She stopped again and lay forward on his chest. This time she rested and they kissed and hugged with his prick partially embedded in her tight pussy.

Kevin had an idea and pulled out of his niece. "Does it hurt, much?" He asked.

"No." She replied.

"Then let me get on top and we'll get it in."

They reversed positions, kissing the whole time, until he was situated on top of her over her spread eagle legs. He reached around and held her butt between his hands as he gently rubbed his penis over her open pussy, back and forth.

Christy reached down and guided his swollen cock against her eagerly waiting pussy, flowing with love juices. Soon it met its mark and began prying open her lips and entering her for the first time; she whimpered and cooed. "Oh gawd, it feels good."

Kevin began his assault on his niece's pussy, gently easing it in, little by little. The feeling of the tightness and warmth of her organ was overwhelming and he had to slow down even more or else he would spill his seed, prematurely. Slowly he ground his hips into hers and his prick was entering her hot little pussy.

Soon, it felt that it was almost all inside the young girl and they both were feeling bliss that couldn't be described; it was warm and wet; it was holding each other at new places, without arms; it was electricity flowing between them; it was chilling and warm all at the same time. 

Kevin held Christy in his arms and kissed her and they rubbed their heads against each other. His prick twitched inside of his niece; she felt the quick movement. They were in love.

Kevin moved, ever so slowly, in and out of the girl; pushed to the right; pushed to the left; pushed town the middle, every so slowly. He pulled his penis almost all the way out and waited a moment before slowly reinserting it again and he repeated the movement until Christy moaned.

He kept up the assault on her sweet honey pot for what seemed like an hour and then he changed tactics; she moaned and growled; she bit the pillow and the blanket; she bucked and pleaded, "Don't stop!"

Kevin made a resolution, right then, that this would be Christy's granddaddy of orgasms. When he thought she was ready to go over the top, he made his legs and arms rigid and raised his hips, so that the only part of him that was touching her was his penis in her pussy. Slowly he pushed it in and waited. Then he pulled it out, and waited. Again and again, he repeated the process.

"Oh, ma... Oh, my gawd" She growled. She threw her head from side to side. She growled some more and repeated, "Oh, my gawd. Oh, my gawd.

Sometimes, the words stuck in her throat and she didn't say the complete thought. "Oh, ma... Oh... Ouu..." Her breath was uneven; it was jerky and cut off in mid breath. 

But gawd never answered because Kevin wasn't listening to her pleas. He was intent on making her have a tumultuous orgasm that she would never forget. Soon, he tired of the weight put on his arms and legs and he had to give up this position.

He pulled his penis out of Christy and put his head right on her pussy and stuck his tongue into her steamy orifice and manipulated her swollen clit. He sucked on it; rolled his tongue back and forth across it and sucked some more. When she seemed to be coming to the end, he would stop and leave the wave pass and prevent her from having an orgasm.

He teased her for some time and then he was ready to let her have her orgasm. When she was about to go over the top, he let her and she screamed.
"Oh, my gawd! Sheesh! Wha..." And she bit the covers on the bed and writhed over it.

And Kevin kept on sucking her clit while she had spasm after spasm until she collapsed on the bed.

He lay beside her and kissed her and held his sweet little angel with a look of pure contentment on her face. And she fell asleep in his arms.

Laissez les bon temps roulez  

Let the good times roll

Frenchie

-30-     

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