UNCLE BILL
M/F incest [sort of]

    Let me tell you a little background about myself and my life. I have no family except for my in-laws. Both my folks died several years ago and I was an only child. My wife was killed by a drunk driving a beer truck. Seems trite but it happened. We were able to show the brewer knew about his drinking problems so the jury threw the book at them to the tune of 14.5 million bucks. Needless to say I no longer work but I’d rather have my wife back.
    We had a pretty good life with a couple boys that turned out well and perhaps the best place to live in the world. Not real fancy but just so beautiful and nice. Where we are up to a few years ago you could buy land cheap. We did and ended up with 400 acres but the centerpiece is the pond or small lake in the middle of it. Just over 14 acres and 35 feet deep with a stream that feeds it. It is tucked into the woods and very private. We built a small lake house by it. Nothing fancy, just a bedroom, powder room, small kitchen, and a large porch. Ten steps to the lake and the dock. 
    I mention the lake house because it soon became a favorite place for Sue’s [ my wife] family. She had as large a one as mine was small. Five kids, 16 nieces and 1 nephew [poor kid]. They ranged over 35 years in age plus several grandnieces. For some reason they just couldn’t come up with boys. Oh well at least they made the scenery interesting. 
    The lake has always had a relaxed dress code that included just skin and some of the girls [ hell most of them ] took it as far as topless unless there were no men around then it was often just skin for them as well. There is a gate up the lane a ways and if it closed it means either someone want to be undisturbed or the lake is closed. We respected the gate unless someone forgot to call and let me know they were coming. This had lead to me getting an eyeful on occasion. Which I enjoyed since I do have voyeur tendencies.  Which reminds me. After Sue’s death I gave them free rein and installed a set of top of the line cameras with night vision capabilities. No longer would I have to run down there to check on things and I got to watch and record the goings on. A nice system and one I have enjoyed a lot. OK its weird to spy on family but I pay the bills and all that and besides an old man needs a hobby. Deal with it. Besides the cameras and my liking to look have very little to do with the story.
    Kim was the oldest of the nieces and a favorite of mine. She married an asshole who did just about everything wrong and she finally kicked his ass out. But she had a little girl first. Cute kid but somewhat spoiled. It seemed that the kid was all Kim did. Once in a while the ex would take her for a visit [ turns out he is a better father than husband but it would be hard to be worse] and Kim would have some free time. One evening she and I ended up at the pond alone and half drunk and therein lies the tale.
    At the time Kim was about 32 or so. It was a year after Sue’s death and I was just starting to come out of the funk. She had been split up with her man for I think 3 years and it was rare for her to take  any time for herself. Remember when I said skin was Ok at the lake? Well she was not one of those that went bare. A thong bikini was about it for her when anyone was around although she had been known to lose the top on rare occasions. At the time she had [ and still does have] a very nice tight sexy body. She is a small woman- 5’ 1” tall, about 110 lbs. With smallish shapely breasts and a nice heart shaped butt. Looks real good in a black thong. Dark red hair with green eyes and a pug nose. Well shaped legs support a body that is a woman’s even though she is the size of a teenager if you know what I mean. 
    Anyway we were laying by the water just enjoying the quiet and sharing a bottle of wine as we watch the sunset. As will happen when wine is involved the talk turned to subjects that are normally taboo. I asked her just whet the hell she did for a sex life since she dumped the loser. I was worried because I was pretty sure she liked sex just fine and its an uncle’s job to worry about things when there’s nobody else to do so. If you believe that I’ve got some swamp land for sale. The truth was that I was thinking about what it would be like to screw her brains out and it just sorta slipped out. 
    She turned it right around and asked me what I’d been doing since her aunt had died. We had both been doing about the same thing. Doing without and taking matters in hand when the pressure got too much. Been a over a year for me and about double that for her.
We agreed that it was a sad situation that out to be remedied. 
    You have to understand something. I’d known Kim since she was a little girl and in many ways she was almost a daughter to me but at the same time I’d had a serious case of the hots for her ever since she was about oh 13. She has always been just about perfect to me. She is perhaps my favorite niece but I try not to treat any of them differently that the rest so maybe she didn’t know about her status. Now we were laying in the moonlight with most of a bottle of wine inside of us and talking about our sex lives or lack thereof.
    I blamed my inactivity on morning and the lack of anyone that I wanted to let in. her excuse was leftover hurt and the troubles involved with dating while raising a young girl. How can she bring home some stranger and have him spent the night without it coming back to bite her later. “You sleep with your boyfriends so why can’t I ________ “ [fill in the blank.] Things got quiet for a while but I thought she was thinking about something. Turned out I was right but I had no idea of what.
    She stood up and at first I though that she was leaving but she surprised me. Turning to face me she reached back and undid her top and then skinned out of the thong. As she stood in the dim light she struck a pose that would have not been out of place at a slave auction. One knee bent forward and her legs slightly apart, her arms back so her breasts were proudly displayed and a bold look in her eye. I was speechless to say the least. Then she sprung it.
    After asking if I liked what she had and being told I liked it just fine she popped out her answer to our mutual problem. We already were close and liked each other a lot. Neither of us was looking for anything more that a good fuck now and then [ she said fuck which a word I had never heard pass her lips before.] so what was wrong with the two of us going about it. She pointed out that there was no blood between us so it wasn’t like it was incest or anything, neither one of us had any social diseases, and already had lots of reasons to spent time alone together just as we had done for years. 
    At first I was shocked. My luck hadn’t been that good in years and what she was offering made perfect sense. Of course I agreed at once. That left only birth control which was no problem since I’d been shooting blanks for years. [ Sue loved how it made it possible to go for it anytime, anyplace. God I still miss her.]  Once the minor details were settled we found ourselves in a passionate embrace that was just not enough. A few kisses and a little groping and we were franticly trying to couple. Our needs were such that once the floodgates were open they overpowered us. A short almost brutal coupling left us panting and wondering just what the hell had happened. 
    With the dire urges stilled we went back to the beginning and started over. She had very small nipples that were oh so sensitive. She came just from having me suck them and play with the surrounding breast.  When my hand slid down to her pussy her legs popped apart to allow full access. Did I mention that she was almost smooth there? She claimed later that she did not shave, wax or do anything to keep herself that way. She was just hairless there. She still had a teenagers twat. Most older women have the inner lips grow and open the outer ones but her slit was just that before her inner lips swelled up form her passion. 
    Her smell drew my head down to her crotch and as she realized what I was going to do her excitement went off the charts. My kisses and licks drove her crazy until she was shaken by orgasm after orgasm. She had her legs pressing against my ears and her hands pushing my face into her now soaked and throbbing pussy. I was a captive of her need but I was only too willing to do what I could to help. 
    Finally she relented her grip on my head while in the throes of what had to be her 50th orgasm. [just kidding it was only perhaps number 5, 6 or maybe tenth, I wasn’t counting.] 
Once released I grabbed my chance for my turn and slid up her body. My aim was good and my prick slid into her wet and ready cunt as if it had been on rails. Look Ma no hands. She met my invasion with a small yelp of glee and matched me stroke for stroke.
Long tip to base thrusts, short stabbing pokes, deep side to side motions, and long periods of just enjoying being joined there. 
    Nothing that good lasts forever and finally the pressures overpowered us once more. With one deep last push which was met by her upward thrust I let her have everything I’d been holding back until then. When my spray hit her cunt walls she screamed and shook as her last and by far her largest climax rocked her world. I held on for the ride and as she came down I moved inside of her slowly. Her orgasm waned but I continued to pleasure her. Doing things backwards from the order we used when we were building up to the explosion. 
    At last we were both spent and we just laid together until our strength returned. It had been one hell of a ride. That night we made love twice more and once in the early morning sun. Since then we still get together about once a month and I always get a blow job for my birthday. She gets whatever she wants for hers. While she is no longer my only lover nor I hers we are still important to each other and her idea has worked out well. So well that in fact several years later it resulted in an unexpected bonus for me but that’s another story.