Uncle Milton & Alice : by (c)   Hamilton Joyce   Mf

I could see he fancied me by the way he looked at me that afternoon. He had never looked that way before. I knew why! It was my new pastel blue bikini. Mum had told me it was too skimpy, `especially for a girl of thirteen'. But she was too mean to buy me another more decent swimsuit. She wouldn't even buy me a bra, though most of the other girls in my class wore bras by now. Still she couldn't stop me wearing the bikini bra! I used to measure my breasts nearly every day to see how they were growing. And they were, not every day of course, but there was a difference over a month. I had quite a lot of hair round my pussy now, though not as much as some of the girls with brown or black hair. I didn't mind that. I never did much like hair down there.

I reckon I looked good in my bikini, and the way he looked at my tits, then my pussy, and then straight in my eyes, was exciting!

My friend Maisie said rubbing male cum into them would make them grow. But I reckoned I was doing all right without that. And some of the girls were such sluts, though I think Maisie was mainly just talk!

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I'd hardly noticed my niece before, but there she was suddenly no longer a child, now a sexy little teenager! And she knew it. She stood in the door of their beach-hut, silhouetted against the sun. I had to look hard to see her properly in the fierce light. But it was worth the effort. She had a tiny pale blue bikini, and against her bronzed skin it looked stunning. I took in her breasts, still small, but rounded, the shape of a champagne glass, and they looked firm. Down over her flat, tanned belly with its pretty little belly-button, to her hips. She still had a young-girl's slender hips and almost boyish bum. The bikini was tight over her lovely plump mound, and tight between her legs. I felt my cock stiffening. And I only had a very tiny, silky swimming trunks on myself! I looked her in the eyes, and could see her nipples hardening as her gaze dropped to my cock, the shape of which must by now have been clear.

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I felt my nipples going hard, and my pussy was getting wet. And that was before I noticed his penis beginning to get hard. He had a lovely body, sort of triangular from his broad shoulders to his small hard bum. And tanned! You wouldn't have guessed he was my flabby, wimpish Dad's brother.

I walked towards him. The look in his eyes became sort of hard and penetrating. I think we might have kissed but there was an interruption.

`Hey you two! It's lovely. Come on!'

I giggled. `It's lovely, Uncle Milton.'

He laughed too. `It certainly is, Alice.'

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We were both excited. I could see by her nipples, like little nuts now beneath the shiny fabric, and by the way she squirmed her thighs together. My arousal must have been very evident to her. I was about to kiss her when my idiot brother Franklin interrupted us, telling us to go into the water.

Not all was wasted though, as in that moment there was a sort of unspoken understanding between us. We wanted each other, and both knew it. What would come of that, who knows?

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For most of that year, 2003, I had been fucking my neighbour's wife. She was a lovely little piece, firm body and long auburn hair. They had only been married two years and she was just nineteen. Pretty as she was, I always recently closed my eyes and imagined I was humping my niece Alice. It was about a month before I had the real thing.

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Uncle Milton did not come to stay with us again for about four weeks. Instead of imagining I was with Hugh Grant or one of my other favourites, I used to lay in bed at night and pretend I was with Uncle Milton, that he had me in his arms and was kissing me. I'd feel my breasts and squeeze my nipples, and fantasise he was licking and kissing them. Then my hand would slip down, between, open the lips, and slide my finger into my pussy. I used to like to put my ring finger right up me and rub and tweak my clitty with my index finger and thumb. I'd lay there and pretend Uncle Milton was fucking me, and I'd soon come. I always slept better after a fantasy session with Uncle Milton.

Uncle Milton arrived at about 2 on a Saturday afternoon. Mum and Dad were all ready to go out to some stupid golf tournament. Dad looked real naff in his golfing trousers.

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`Good of you to come over and look after Alice this weekend, Milton. Especially tomorrow evening. It's a big weekend for Glenda and me, the annual golf match today and a concert tomorrow evening.'

`It's my pleasure, Franklin. Only to happy to look after her.' You bet! I thought. I'll look after your pretty little daughter, idiot! `Ok for me to take a shower? My car has no air-conditioning, and it was a long, hot drive.'

`Help yourself, Milton.'

I will, I thought. And to more than a shower.  As it happened, I did not need to seduce Alice; she seduced me!

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I heard Mum and Dad drive away, and then I could hear Uncle Milton in the shower. I undressed and put on my best panties, a white satin thong with a red heart on the front. I pushed the sides right in close, and then made sure the centre of the crotch was caught between my lips. You could see my cunt as clear as if I had been naked. I dabbed some of Mum's best perfume behind my ears, and on the back of my thong. I listened, and heard the water stop in the shower. It stayed off, and I gave him three minutes to start drying himself. I timed that carefully, and could feel my pussy getting wet as I imagined him toweling down, naked. I wanted to touch my clit, but saved that for him.

Time! I pushed open the shower door (the lock had been broken for ages, and Dad typically never got round to fixing it.) Uncle Milton was facing me, naked. I took in his beautiful body. Triangular chest and tiny hips, and of course the prettiest little cock, all timid and shrunken! 
I was glad he wasn't terribly hairy, not like Dad.

`Oh! I'm sorry, Uncle, I didn't know you were in here.

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She walked right in on me, just as I had dried myself off. And there I was, stark-bollock naked in front of the object of my desire. And she was nearly naked too. All she had on was a tiny bikini panties, white satin with a cheeky message on the front. The panties nowhere near covered her white tan-line from her swimsuit, and her pretty little tits were white as well against the bronze of her body. Her nipples were hard and puffy, and pink. I felt my cock hardening. Her thong was pulled so tight you could see the shape of her cunt as clear as if she were naked. And there was a darker patch where her love-juice had wetted the crotch. I was completely erect now!

She was apologising, but she didn't leave, and in fact took a step towards me.

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As I was apologising, I saw that hard look in his eyes again as he took in my tits and my cunt. I knew where he was looking. And his cock was getting hard, just like it did on the beach. Only this time there was no swimsuit to hold it in, and it stood free. It looked big, and so very handsome. Without thinking I took a pace towards him, and we were in each others' arms. How I had wanted that moment!

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I held her as we kissed, a hand in the small of her back, my other palm cupped under her buttocks. They were naked except for the thin strip of cloth that ran up her arrse-crease.I could feel her tits firm against my chest. Her arms were round me, pulling me onto her. Her tongue flickered in and out my mouth. She raised one leg between my naked legs, until her thigh rested up and under my balls. My cock strained against her belly.

I stroked her shoulder-length blonde hair as we embraced, and thought how like the Alice in the book she was.

`I've wanted this so long, Alice. Let's go to bed.'

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It was as if we were drawn to each other by some magnetic force. One moment we were looking at each other, admiring each other's bodies, the next we were in each other's arms. As we kissed, deep French kisses, I could feel the strong muscles in his back. I slipped a hand down, and caressed his hard little butt. I could feel his penis hard between us. I wanted to reach down and hold it, but that would have meant breaking off our lovely kiss. Without thinking, I found I was standing on one leg, my thigh pressed between his, against those huge balls. He was stroking my bottom, his hand inside my thong, and stroking my hair with his other hand. I knew I loved him!

He told me he wanted me, and picked me up and carried me into my bedroom. He lay me on the bed and was beside me.

Only we were laying head-to-toe.  I realised why when he nuzzled his face between my thighs, rubbing his nose and lips against my satin panties' crotch. I was glad I'd used Mum's perfume. Which shows how little I knew about men then! I raised my hips and he drew my panties down, throwing them onto the floor. Then his mouth and lips were on my naked pussy. I could feel and hear him kissing me there, making little slurping noises.

His penis was hard, and I could not keep my eyes off it. I held it, and ran my fist up and down it. Then we were closer together, and his penis was mixed up in my hair.    

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I lifted her up and as I carried her to the bedroom I placed a kiss on her breast. It felt silky and firm under my lips and I took her nipple in my mouth, feeling it hard as I nibbled it gently. I laid her on the bed and immediately my face was between her thighs, my mouth nuzzling the crotch of her white satin panties. It was damp, and had that sweet smell of teenage girl I love so much. She raised her hips and I drew her panties down, and off from her ankles. She was not only a pretty face! Her cunt was stunningly beautiful:  lovely flat belly, just so slightly rounded, a light fringe of hair the same ash-blonde as her head, and the prettiest pink cunt-lips, almost hairless, and with a tiny glistening pearl of her clit peeping out as they swelled and opened in excitement.  I pulled the lips apart and placed my open mouth full over her slit. Her hips raised to meet my lips, and I tongued her clit, round and round  it, and then nibbling it in the way no young girl can resist. I slipped a finger into her cunt and slid it gently in and out as I sucked her. With my free hand I reached up to fondle a matchless breast. I love the small, firm breasts of teenagers, so much more enticing than larger grown women. My regular fuck, the  neighbour's wife, Julie, had nice firm tits, but still not as exciting as these were.

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As he sucked me I could feel my pussy getting more and more aroused, beginning to soar. His cock was mixed up in my hair, so his balls were close to my face. I pulled him towards me, arms around him, and licked his balls with the tip of my tongue. The hair on them tickled my lips, and I was interested to see how the skin contracted and tightened, going crinkly as I teased them with my tongue. I took one of his balls completely into my mouth, and pulled at it before releasing it. I was doing all this without thinking, completely involuntarily, as if some other force had taken over my body. His cock stabbed at my head, and it was almost as if he was struggling with me. I could feel he was as excited as me. I pulled him down a bit so his cock was in my face, pressed up against my mouth and nose. There was a drop of clear liquid in the eye of it, like a little tear-drop.  I pushed him away a few inches, and touched the little drop with my tongue: it had no taste. Now I kissed the red, angry looking knob. That felt good, and I closed my lips around it. I heard him groan, and his sucking, licking and kissing became more frantic. His hips thrust, and his cock was suddenly in my mouth, all of it. I was coming, and I could hear myself making stifled squeaks and (I'm ashamed to say) swearing as my cunt soared in ecstasy. 

As my orgasm died away, he stopped sucking, pulled his cock from my mouth, and was on top of me. I could taste myself on his lips as we kissed.

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She was not only lovely, she was a randy little girl. I had found a good one here! As I sucked her, she licked my balls and then started to suck my cock. It was all I could do to keep myself from coming. But she saved me by coming herself: I was amazed she knew the words she was using as she came!

But as soon as she had come, I knew I had to fuck her. I lay on top of her, kissing, and ,no hands, let my cock place itself against her open and juicy cunt. One push and I was in her. Her tongue entered my mouth at the moment her cunt accepted my cock. I could feel the last spasms of her orgasm grip and release me as I waited, motionless, enjoying the moment, resting myself on my elbows above her. But then her legs were round my arse, ankles locked together, her arms round my back and she was pulling me down on top of her. I felt her tits against my chest, and then we were lost in fucking. Each down-thrust by me was met with a tighter hug and a movement of her hips towards me. I made sure my cock rasped its length over her clit with each penetration.  Our lips separated and I kissed her neck, there where the hair was fine, blonde and wispy. I could feel her lips on my neck, and was dimly aware of her finger-nails tearing at my back in her passion. 

A teenage girl does not only have muscle tone in her bum and tits: she also has a more vigorous cunt than her grown up sisters (or perhaps parents). I love the feel of a muscular young cunt, tight, vagina walls gripping and releasing, maximizing pleasure. She had her tongue in my ear now, licking there, and murmuring that she wanted more, and faster, and harder. I could feel she was close, and then knew she was coming as I heard her blaspheming and swearing in her passion. I could release myself now, and I came in her, filling her with cum, and feeling her cunt still tight, spasms in her orgasm, but suddenly even more slippery from my cum.

She still held me round my back, but her legs relaxed, and returned to lay on the bed. We lay a long while on the bed in each other's arms, astounded by the force of our mutual passion and pleasure, and exhausted by the power of our fucking. We fell asleep.

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I wish I could remember more about that first time. Up to the moment he lay on top of me and pushed his cock into me I remember it all very clearly, but apart from the feeling of him in me the first minute, it has all gone. I know he fucked me hard in what is called the 'misssionary position', and I know I was soon lost in the pleasure and excitement. I'd had things in my pussy before, like the handle of my hairbrush, my fingers of course, and sometimes a candle I kept by my bed just for that. But this was different. He was big, warm and strong, and his cock filled me and rubbed beautifully on my clit. I think he came at the same time as me, and after I remember thinking `your poor back' where I had scratched it. 

Good job I woke up when Mum and Dad got back from their golf!

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Luckily she heard the  car doors slam.

`Shit! It's Mum and Dad.'

I left her in her room to dress, and went smartly back to the shower to run it, and complete an alibi for being upstairs.

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`It's so good of you to look after Alice for us, Milton'

`I can assure you Wilma, it's my pleasure. Think nothing of it.'

`No, really, Franklin and I are so grateful, especially for tomorrow night. Would it be ok for us to book a hotel? It's such a long run back from town after the concert.  And Franklin thinks it would be nice to have a meal, a few drinks, and take it easy in a hotel, rather than facing that awful motorway in the small hours.'

`Ask Alice what she thinks.'

`Oh, I don't mind. I like to be here with Uncle Milton.  I won't be any trouble for him. I'll go to bed early.' I managed to avoid catching her eye, the little rascal!

`That's ok then. I'll go and book the room now.'

Alice and her mother went out leaving me with my brother.

`You must find it a bit of a tie having a teenage daughter around all the time, Franklin.'

`We do, Milton. I mean we love her, but it is a bit constricting.'

`Be nice to take Wilma away for a fortnight somewhere just by yourselves, I suppose.'

`Would it not! With Alice in tow we really have to go to beach resorts, or ski resorts so she has something to do. We'd much rather pick a capital city, and soak up the culture. You know we're fanatics about music, art galleries, poetry readings. All that stuff you can't expect a teenage girl to be into. And we could hardly go to Rome or Paris and leave her to fend for herself while we did the culture bit. Can't leave her alone here either. She's capable of looking after herself for a couple of weeks, I'm sure, but it's probably not legal at twelve.'

`She's thirteen now, Franklin.'

`Same principle. And she'd probably get into some sort of trouble.'

`You know, Franklin I work from home. I could work from here just as easily: my laptop and your computer. I could look after her for a couple of weeks. We get on fairly well together. Or Alice could come and stay with me, if you want.'

`Well, that's an offer, Milton. I'll have to talk to Wilma about it, but I'm sure she'll like the idea. Alice won't mind one way or the other I guess. Yes, that's a real tempting offer.'

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The family conference next afternoon decided it. Wilma and Franklin would go to Italy, Rome and Florence, four weeks in August, taking nearly all his leave entitlement for the year and Alice would come to stay with her Uncle Milton in Lancashire.

I could see Alice making an effort to suppress her joy at the prospect of four weeks' sucking and fucking. To say I was pleased would be an understatement, and I intended to surprise Alice with pleasures she could not yet  even imagine: here was a willing and pretty teen who needed to be taught all the little complaisances that make for a happy sex life!

`Well, you two. Wilma and I had better be off. How do we look?'

Wilma looked elegant as usual, but my brother Franklin could never look anything other than a flabby mess, even in his dinner jacket. I told them they both looked a million dollars.

`And what will you two do while we're away?'

I caught Alice's eye, and there was an unspoken secret between us.

`Uncle Milton wants some exercise. I think we could train together.'

`Alice will come for a walk with me. Once round the lake, then dinner and some homework.'

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We waited for the car to leave the carport, and gave them half an hour to come back if they had forgotten something. Then we fell into each other's arms.

`Uncle Milton. We've got till eleven tomorrow morning. That's  seventeen whole hours.'

`You're a greedy girl, Alice, and very forward too. What do you think you've got hold of there you naughty girl?' She had one of my buttocks in each palm. ' I should spank you.'

`Oh, would you, Uncle? Maisie Perkins' Dad spanks her and she says it's lovely. Though she doesn't let him know she likes it.'

`I expect he guesses.'

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She was wearing one of those short tartan skirts that just invite a friendly grope. I love them on a girl, and get a hard if I so much as see one. I live in a seaside town, as does my brother, and the young girls in their holiday gear drive me almost to distraction.. As we kissed I slipped my hand up her mini-skirt and felt her bottom. Instead of a thong, she was wearing quite full satin knickers. 

I gave her a playful slap on her bottom, and she immediately slipped her tongue into my mouth, her way of saying she liked it. So I slapped her again, a bit harder, and this time felt her tiny hand slip between us and grasp my cock through my trousers. I was hard of course. I slapped her again.

`Spank me properly, over your knee.'

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Spanking started as a joke, but after that first time it became a big part of our play together, Uncle Milton and me. I had told him about Maisie's Dad, and when we kissed that second day he lifted my skirt and spanked me. I made sure he knew I liked it, and he did it a few times more. I was glad I'd put on my full panties and not just a little thong!

I asked him to spank me over his knee.

I don't expect Maisie's Dad did it as well as Uncle Milton. I mean, he not only spanked my bottom, and after every slap stroked and caressed it. His spare hand was rubbing the crotch of my panties, stroking my clit through the satin. Another pair for the wash! The spanking and the caressing made my bottom tingle, but I could feel it in my pussy as well. Then his free hand was inside my panties, and with each slap he slipped a finger up me. Then with each stroking of my bottom between slaps he stroked my clit. I could feel his cock, hard and lumpy under my belly.

'That's lovely, Uncle Milton, but it would be nicer still on my bare bottom.'

I stood up in front of him, and he undid my skirt (easy, as it has a velcro fastening). Then he pulled my panties slowly down. He leaned forward and kissed me lightly on my mound, there where I was just getting some hair for the first time.  I stepped out of my panties, and lay across his knee again, this time just wearing my bra and top. His trousers felt rough against my naked belly, and his cock was still lumpy. Now he spanked me properly, hard and stinging. He would stop occasionally to stroke and caress my bottom, but was not feeling my cunt any more. I loved it! But finally asked him to fuck me.

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Spanking was the first of our little sexual experiments. She clearly enjoyed it and later was always after me for more. his first time she got so worked up that she knelt in front of the other arm-chair and had me fuck her doggy-style. In the cunt, not the arse. Not yet!

With the help of some viagra, I had her four times that night, with plenty of sucking and kising in-between. We were up and dressed by the time her parents returned, at about ten thirty.

And that was that until Summer when she came to stay with me for the school holidays, and her parents' trip to Florence.

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I thought it would be awkward telling my little squeeze, Julie, that I would be having my niece to stay all summer. I left it till the last moment, the morning of her arrival. Her husband had gone out to work, and she slipped across to my appartment in her negligee as usual.

'Have I told you about my niece, Julie?'

'You mentioned her, darling. Alice, isn't it? I remember you saying she looked like Alice in the book.'

'She does! Here, here's a photo.'

'She's very pretty!'

'I didn't know you fancied girls too.' I said this jokingly, but she replied serious and mocking at the same time.

'You never asked. Mostly I don't but she's drop-dead lovely. I could her!'

'Good lord! I never guessed.'

'I'm like you, you old goat. I go both ways.'

'How did you know I'm bi? I never said...'

'I've seen you looking at the boys on the beach. You're so transparent you men. It's obvious. I always reckoned you fancied my Miles as well.'

'Well, you're right in  that. I do. He's very sexy. Got a great body. I like them slender and muscular.'

'I don't think he'd go with another guy. He's hundred percent hetero.'

'Never met a man yet who was. We're all a bit bi if the time , the place and the guy are right.'

She laughed. 'And all women are too, if the truth is known. And yes I do fancy her. I suppose you've seduced her you reprobate.'

'I must admit I have. Even with viagra I'm afraid while she's here you'll get less of me, Julie. But perhaps you can make it up with her.'

'A threesome to start with?'

'Mmmmm'.

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My heart leapt as she came down the platform towards the barrier. And not only my heart! One glance at her tanned legs, that tiny Britney Spears tartan skirt, and my cock leapt as well.  As she handed her bag to me I gave her a chaste peck on the cheek in greeting, but whispered in her ear as we hugged, 'Proper kiss later!'

'I hope so, Uncle.'

'Good journey?'

'Boring. Lasted for ever. And I was getting worked up thinking about you all the way.'

'We could have had a quickie in the toilets!'

'You're  dreadful. There was this guy sitting opposite me. Kept looking at my legs. So I thought I'd give him a proper eyeful, and I got up and reached up for my bag in the rack. I got a magazine out, but made sure he had a good view of my butt. The thong must have been right up between.' She giggled. 'When I sat down I could see he'd got a bulge here. Like you!' She quickly squeezed my cock.

'Jesus, Alice! Not here. You'll get me into deep doodoo.'

She was laughing now. 'And when I sat down I made sure he had a good look at my pussy, and i'm sure my panties must have looked damp. Anyway, he left the carriage and when he came back the bulge was gone!' More lovely girlish giggles. 'He wasn't bad looking at all. Perhaps I should have gone with him!'

'Now who's dreadful?'

In the taxi I had a discrete feel of her smooth thighs, and her panties were indeed moist.

As soon as the door was closed behind us she was in my arms, kissing me with all the pent-up passion of a month's absence. 

'Please, Uncle. Now! I can't wait any longer.'

I had her over the dining room table, bent over in front of me. My belt undone, my trousers round my ankles, I lifted her skirt and stroked her arse. The white panties stretched tight across it, and it occurred to me that it was rounder and less boyish than it had been when I last caressed her. Girls grow fast at thirteen. 

'Please, now.'

I pulled the panties down her thighs, and she raised one foot to let them drop to the floor. I parted the cheeks, and was tempted for a moment by that pretty, puckered anus. But that would be for later. I rubbed my knob in her pussey-slit, and it was slick and slippery.

'Please, Uncle.' She was wriggling her arse at me like a bitch on heat.

A push and I was in that warm and welcoming cunt again after so long. I took her hard, fast and furious. And she came within a dozen thrusts, triggering me as well.  I was still hard and throbbing when she pulled away. She scrunched up her panties and stuck them between her legs. In that moment I knew while I had been away she had been fucking someone. The gesture of punting her panties between her cuntlipsto soak up the cum was so natural, so instinctive that it was clearly a habit after fucking. And yet it was the first time I had seen her do it.

'Hey! You filled me up!'

'Been a long time!'

'Oh come on, Uncle! Don't tell me there's been no-one else, because I won't believe it.'

'Oh! There's someone I want to tell you about, that I want you to meet.'

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Julie came round at eight o'clock as arranged, and looked very lovely in her simple long, black dress. I had taken Alice shopping for her first sophisticated gown, and she had chosen a full-length shiny, silver creation: with her blonde hair and new strappy silver high heels she looked fantastic. I wore my dinner jacket. So we turned a few heads as we walked the hundred or so yards down the Promenade to Dauncy's where I had booked a table about a month before.

Julie's man, Miles, was driving back from Newcastle. It would be two in the morning before he arrived home. He knew we were going out together. What some guys have to do for a living!

 The dinner was a success. Good food, good wine in moderate quantities and, of course, immaculate service. Julie and Alice were amused and flattered by the status of some of their fellow diners. They spotted the actress Leila Spode with a good looking boy. 'Not her husband,' whispered Alice. 'But Milton isn't mine either', answered Julie, which they both found amusing. Dwight Faber the footballer had a statuesque blonde in tow. 'Tart', opined Alice. The Government Minister Sir Tom Tittle was in earnest conversation with an Arab-looking guy. But my guests soon tired of celebrity spotting and were getting on as only girls can. Mostly I sat back and listened, watching them enjoy themselves and looking forward to the delights to come . 

It was dark when we left the restaurant, but still warm and balmy. The promenade was less crowded now, really only a few young lovers; most holiday makers would be in the pubs and clubs by now, or in bed with their companions, "Mr and Mrs Smith". We strolled back to the apartment, and stood opposite it looking at the moon relected on the sea. I had an arm round each girl, and after a couple of minutes silence kissed first Julie, and then longer Alice. They both cuddled up closer to me, and I felt a hand on my crotch, whose I did not know. Then Julie kissed Alice, full on the lips, long and lingering, a lover's kiss.

'I've never done that before. I mean kiss a girl like that.' Alice seemed, if anything, excited rather than alarmed. 

'Nice though! That couple have got the right idea.' Julie pointed to a couple laying together on the beach a few yards further down. They were probably not yet fucking, but they were clearly going to. 'Let's go in, Milton, and get warm in your bed. It's getting a bit chilly here with bare arms.

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The dinner was lovely. I felt so elegant in my new dress, and there were such important people in the restaurant, real celebrities. Julie was very nice, and although I'm sure she has sex with Uncle Milton I wasn't really jealous because she was such fun. They both treated me like a grown-up, and so did the waiters, and I could see some of the other diners looking at me out of the side of their eyes so their partners wouldn't notice. I bet they did though! And some girls were looking at me that way too: that was exciting also. I felt real good.

After we walked down the prom and stood in the dark looking at the moon over the sea. You could hear laughter and noises from couples on the beach, but ir was quite romantic. I felt down and held Uncle Milton's cock: it soon went hard. He lissed Julie and then me, and we cuddled like three lovers. Then I felt Julie's hand over mine, pressing it down harder onto his trousers.I held her hand and then placed it where mine had been, and pressed it down with mine. As a reward, I guess, she kissed me. And it was a real kiss, too, her mouth open and her tongue pushing into mine. I was shocked for a moment, but it was nice and I gave her my tongue back. I think I said it was the first time I'd been kissed by a girl like that. But I may just have thought it. Anyway, Julie pointed out a couple who were really getting it on, and suggested we all go and get into Uncle Milton's bed. I was hot for it!

Uncle Milton went off to shower, but I stood in front of the long mirror looking at myself: I looked good in my silver satin frock. Julie came up behind me and was looking over my shoulder. She looked sexy too, and even more so when I saw and felt her lips brush the back of my neck in a light, almost not-there kiss. A tingling feeling went from my neck to my breasts and then direct to my clit. I felt her fingers at the back of my neck, and she had unclasped my gown, unzipped it and it fell to my feet. I stood there in a pool of sliver, and watched her hands slip under my arms, and her palms over my breasts, squeezing them through the white lacy bra. I turned round and we kissed. Then she turned her back to me and I undid her dress. While I went over to the bed, she opened a ward-robe, took out two hangers and put our gowns away safe. 

I remember thinking she certainly knew her way around Uncle Milton's apartment! I also thought she looked very pretty, and very sexy: that sort of idea had been lurking somewhere at the back of my mind all evening. I found I wanted her, the first girl I ever felt that for. 

I watched her slip her shoes off and join me on the bed. We both had bare legs that hot evening, but both had panties and bra on. Hers were lovely black satin and lace, the bra see-thru, and the panties the prettiest silk , very full.

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By the time I'd hung my suit up, taken a very quick shower, and collected three glasses and a bottle, the girls were deep in the enjoyment of each other's bodies. I doubt if they noticed me come in. I set the wine on a side table and stood watching them. My cock was hard, and I stroked it as I watched their play. They were kissing and caressing, nothing more. Surprisingly both still had their bras and panties, and I enjoyed the contrast between the shiny black and shiny white. Julie rolled over so she was half on top of my Alice. I sat on the bed beside them, and unclasped her bra. Her bottom was so cute, with the black satin stretched tight. I stroked it, and then slipped a hand down inside the waistband to feel the smoothness beneath. My hand slipped into her crack, and I could feel how worked up she was. As my finger touched her there, between her anus and her cunt she was aware of me for the first time, and raised her hips slightly. I took this as an invitation to slowly draw her panties down till she was naked.

Laying half under her, my Alice looked up, caught my eye, and smiled. 'Thank you, Uncle Milton. They're lovely aren't they?' She had slipped Julie's breasts out from the lacy bra-cups and had one in each hand.

'Nearly as nice as yours, my sweet.' I managed to get a hand beneath her and unclasped her brassiere. A second later and Julie had one pink nipple in her mouth and was rolling the other between finger and thumb. Alice closed her eyes in pleasure and stretched her legs out , raising her hips. This was my cue to slip a hand down each side of her panties' waistband and draw them down, over her thighs, knees, calves, and finally threw them to join Julie's on the carpet. Julie's mouth was now on her new friend's navel, tongue licking round the belly button. Alice still lay eyes closed, but had a hand on each of Julie's breasts.

I whispered in Julie's ear. 'You know what she wants, darling.'

Her full lips with their tarty red lipstick moved down over the smooth, slightly rounded belly, down over the fringe of wispy blonde hair, down to the clit that peeped shyly from lust-swollen lips. Alice sighed, and opened her legs even wider. She held Julie's head in her hands, palms slipping in the glossy black hair, holding her head in place over the welcoming cunt. I stroked Julie's arse and back as she sucked, Alice's first lesbian love-making. I could have fucked Julie then, that beautiful, rounded, womanly, but still girlish-slender arse. But that was not our plan, hatched earlier. Instead I watched as she worked my niece up into a frenzy, licking and nibbling and reaching up to fondle her tits. Soon the girl was coming, her usual torrent of sighs, oohs and ahs, swear words. 

But Julie did not just stop there. She quickly moved so they were head to tail as it were, her mouth again on Alice's cunt, feeling the last of her orgasm, tongue deep inside her. But more to the point her cunt pressed against the novice's face. They were laying now so that Alice was half on top, her pretty, almost boyish arse inviting my caresses. And more.

Tentative for a second, Alice licked the length of Julie's slit. But then it was all passion, as she buried her face and went to work with lips and tongue.

Julie had deliberately pulled Alice over on top of her, as we had agreed. That pretty little, almost boyish arse was inches from me. I palmed each buttock, stroking, fondling, and then pulled them apart, to reveal again that pretty, puckered anus. One day soon I would have that, but not just now. I knelt over them, my cock resting in Alice's slit from behind, parting those pretty pink lips, but not penetrating the shocking scarlet of her cunt. Julie was sucking like crazy, and I could hear Alice was about to come. This was my moment. With the first gasps and panting of her orgasm I rammed my cock into her, the full length in one fierce thrust.

'Shit! Shiiiiiit!, Oh fucking, fucking ell.......' The swear words and oaths came tumbling out of the seeming-innocent blonde teen like some raddled old Soho whore. But all genuine, part of her uncontrollable orgasm.  'Harder! Harder! pleeeeeease!.'

I gave it to her hard, fast. Julie sucked and licked inches from my cock. And Alice had her first three-some come.

'Oh, please stop! It's gone sensitive.'

But neither Julie nor myself stopped. Alice tried to escape, struggling, but I held her round her back, by the tits, and Julie had her firmly round the hips. She sucked on, and I fucked on, and in seconds our novice was coming again.

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I never knew it could be so good as it was that night with Julie sucking me, and Uncle Milton fucking at the same time. I came, and wanted them to stop. But they would not, and Julie kept on sucking, and Uncle Milton kept on fucking. They held me so tight I could scarcely move. It was if all three of us were joined in one body, joined at mouth, cunt, cock. I came and came, and don't know how many times it was. Finally my cunt sort of gave up, and it gripped on Uncle Milton so tight he couldn't move his cock in me at all. Still Julie sucked, licked and nibbled at my clit, and Uncle Milton was squeezing my tits and tweaking my nipples. My whole body was one paradise of pleasure, and my cunt was squeezing so hard on him, milking him. I heard him shout he was coming, and again I was coming, this one the biggest of them all. The waves of pleasure flowed through me, especially from my tits to my clit and cunt. I'm sure I felt his spunk spurt out deep inside me.

For a moment I thought my cunt would never let go, and panicked a bit at the thought of need ing a doctor or someone. But as my orgasm died away. it relaxed, and Uncle Milton was able to pull his cock out.

Later, sitting on the bed, smoking, it was nice to feel their arms around me as I sat between them, a soft female hand on one of my breasts, a strong male hand on the other.

'I never knew it could be so good. I mean it was good before, but..'

'Three is the best for sex, whatever the combination.'

'Then four, then two.'

Julie and  Uncle Milton laughed. I realised they knew about these matters!

'Has he had you in your arse, yet Alice?'

'No. Doesn't that hurt?'

'A bit at first. Doesn't do anything much for me, but I let them sometimes because the men like it so much. I bet you've wanted to bugger her, Milton?'

'I admit the thought has crossed my mind.'

'I let them when I'm having my period.'

'Mine's due next Monday.'

'Monday it is, then Milton. You'll have that pretty little arse Monday.'

'You're a gem, Julie. I love you. ' He leaned across my body and kissed her.

'You don't. You just think I'm a good shag. I may be, but I've got to go now. Miles will be back in a bit.'

'Pity he can't come straight in here and join us for the night.'

'You fancy him, I think, Milton? You'd like to feel that big, cut cock up you you old pervert.'

'You know me too well, Julie... I'd like to have this up him, even more.'

'Look. I've an idea. You think you could pull this off, Alice?'

She explained what we should do. It seemed easy enough to me.

'Hey! Careful where you stub that cigarette out.' The ashtray was on my naked thighs! But Julie gathered her clothes and shoes together and left us. No need to dress just to cross the landing between our apartments!

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In the morning, we waited by the picture-window. He had one arm around me, holding my breast as he always liked, and the other rested on my buttocks.

'There he goes.  Quick now!'

I ran down the stairs. By the time I got through the door he was nearly a hundred yards ahead, so I had to sprint to catch him. I was almost puffed by the time I came up on his shoulder. I had to shout as he had a Walkman plugged into his ears.

'I thought it was you. Shall we jog together.'

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I unplugged my Walkman, and put the earpieces away in my little back-pack. 

'It's Alice isn't it? From next door?'

'Yes. You're Giles?'

'It's Miles.'

'Sorry, Miles.'

'No prob. Julie has told me about you.'

'All good, I hope.'

I laughed. 'She said you are very beautiful, and she's right.'

'Thankyou kind sir.'

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We came to the piece of the Prom where the council are re-surfacing it. They had left a narrow strip for pedestrians and I let her jog in front of me. I could study her long, slender legs, golden-tanned and smooth. Her bottom was lovely, not yet full and rounded like a grown-woman's, but nothing at all boyish in the tight little buns, which moved as she ran. Her shorts were tight up into her crotch and arse cheeks, and either she had no panties or the tiniest of thongs. The sweat-shirt top was tight across a slender back, and her blonde pony-tail bobbed up and down. I could feel my cock getting hard. We came out of the chicane, and ran side-by-side again, in silence. She had small, firm tits I could see. She certainly wore a sports bra (daft to jog without nipple protection), but her tits looked as if they did not need a bra for support or uplift. I tried to banish the thought of her naked body, but could not. 

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I could see him looking sideways at me, and would have known he fancied me even if I had not noticed the growing bulge in his white shorts. And the look in his eyes was the one I had first seen in Uncle Milton's two months ago on the beach that first day. 

'I like to rest a minute or two on that bench. Look at the sea, and gather strength for the difficult bit along the beach.'

'OK'

We sat and he picked up a couple of pebbles the sea had thrown up onto the prom. He threw them far out into the sea.

'You men amuse me! Always need to be doing something. can't just sit and do nothing, and enjoy.' I placed my hand on his thigh. He is lovely and hairy, and I felt the crisp black hairs under my palm. My clit was well awake, I tell you! In fact, after the night before it would be ages before it settled down again! I was amused when he flinched as if I had scalded him. But I did not move my hand and was amused to see his bulge growing.

'You keep yourself very fit, Miles.' I squeezed his thigh and moved closer to him, so we were touching, shoulders and thighs.

'How old are you, Alice?'

'Old enough to know what I like. You've a great body, Miles. I can't understand why Julie...'

'Go on. What about Julie? What were you going to say?' 

'Oh I'm sure you know.'

'Tell me, then we'll see if I know.'

'She's having an affaire with Uncle Milton. In fact I'm sure he's sticking his thing in her just now, even as we speak. I know it.'

'Not Julie..'

'She is. If I prove it to you, do you promise not to make a fuss. Or at least not while I'm there?'

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We ran back rather quicker. I couldn't really believe Julie would be fucking Milton. Our sex had been so good last night when I got back from Newcastle. But I had to know. I let Alice use her key on the street door, and she held her finger to her lips as we crept up the stairs. Our rubber soles made no noise on the polished floor. Then the Yale key, quietly, gently, and the door open six inches. There they were backs to us, actually fucking on all fours in the hallway of his apartment! She was kneeling. and he was fucking her hard from behind. No doubt about that. Alice softly closed the door.

It gives you a jolt the first time you see your wife fucking another man. And even more so when she is clearly enjoying it more than she does in her own marriage bed. Alice was whispering, but in my dazed state I scarcely heard her.

'You see! I was so angry and so jealous. Uncle Milton said he would fuck me when I stayed here. And now he fucks Julie almost as much. I know how you must feel, Miles. Because I feel the same.'

I remember now, Julie saying Alice was only thirteen. Thirteen! And jealous when her Uncle fucks another woman. Jesus!

She put her arms around my neck and whispered in my ear. 'We should give them something to be jealous about too.' I felt her tits firm against my chest, my cock hard against her belly. 'Fuck me, Miles, now. We've an hour before they expect us back. Fuck me like Uncle Milton was fucking your wife. That'll teach them, serve them right.' Her hand grasped my cock through the cotton shorts.

I knew she was jail bait. I knew she was a minor. But she exuded sex from every pore of that sweet body, and was certainly not an innocent virgin. And my mind was in turmoil from what I had just fleetingly seen. So I let her lead me by the hand through the door of my apartment.

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She shut the door behind us, and I watched, appalled? amazed?, as she pulled her shirt up over her head, tossed her pony tail, and then slipped her shorts down to join the shirt on the parquet floor. She leaned forward as she eased the tiny white thong down her thighs and kicked it away. It was a deliberate cheesecake pose. I stared at her, her long, slender, tanned legs, with the little-girl white cotton socks and pink running shoes: slender hips, the skin so smooth and unblemished: my eyes were fixed on the little triangle of curls, a deeper gold than her ash-blonde pony-tail, her cunt lips still naked of any fluff, pink and swollen. But then I lifted my gaze to meet her blue eyes. Her smile was not that of a young girl, but was full of the promise of pleasure.

In that moment I was lost. I forgot my marriage vows, forgot Julie, forgot this was a thirteen year old minor, forgot the law and morality, forgot everything except my stiff cock demanding possession of this lovely body. I don't know who took the first pace but we were in each other's arms, embracing, and kissing lips wide-open, tongues fighting for entrance. I found I was stroking her lovely bottom. She had a hand up under my shirt, the other still grasping my cock through my shorts. It was one of those moments that seem to last for ever. Then she was whispering again.

'Take my bra off.'

It was a plain white cotton bra. I fumbled with the catch, and managed it finally. Her breasts were perfect, peerless, matchless, any word you like to describe their smooth firmness. Tanned the same as her belly, they were more pointed and comical than rounded, but stood so upright and pert that it seemed the little brown nipples were pulling them upwards and outwards towards the ceiling. I nuzzled one with my lips and fondled the other. 

'Let me!' The hand up under my shirt that had been feeling my chest and my nipples, grasped the shirt and pulled it up. We had to part a second while she pulled it over my head and threw it down with her scanty pieces. 'Lovely! I love that! So furry!' She was combing my chest hair with the tips of her fingers, and I felt her lips on my nipples fow a moment. 'Here too! That's great!' She had found my back is hairy too. I'm a real bear! But her main interest was still my cock, and I felt her fumbling with the buckle on my shorts, and then pulling them down. I stepped out of them: I had not worn underpants for my training session.

She dropped to her knees, and I hoped she would suck me. I grasped her blonde head between my palms. But she just kissed my cock and balls and knelt on all fours.

'Now! Fuck me now! Like they were fucking! Do me here on the floor!'

I knelt behind her and spread her arse cheeks. What a pretty, puckered anus! You would expect a thirteen year old girl to have thin, tight cunt-lips, but these were plump and nearly open. Nearly naked of hair, but with that lovely purse-shape. I opened them with thumb and forefinger: the scarlet was shocking to the eye, glistening and wet. I rubbed my knob between her lips, and felt her pressing back on me. I placed the knob, and it slid easily in, to be greeted by a long sigh of pleasure as I slid the fiull length.

I'm afraid I did not last long, but nor did she.

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Poor Miles! He was certainly surprised to see (and hear!) his wife fucking with Uncle Milton. I wondered how he could not know, with her shagging his neighbour almost daily. He seemed dazed, but I whispered in his ear and led him back to his apartment. I knew once he had seen my arse naked he would want me. Uncle Milton says I would tempt a saint. And when I got him to kiss and feel my tits I knew I had him. He wanted me to suck him (they all do don't they?), but I just licked his balls and kissed his knob lightly.
Then I knelt, and he was in me.

I was really hot for him. He has a great body, nice and furry, manly, and it did no harm that I was going to fuck Julie's husband. Added to the thrill (it always does for me, another woman's man!). Good thing too, as I came only seconds before him, a dozen shoves, and we both came.

After, he was still hard, and I licked his cock clean. He wanted some more, of course, but I (and Julie and Uncle Milton) had other ideas.

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That first fuck with Alice was over so quick I hardly noticed what I was doing. The biggest cum I have evr had (still!), and then it was over. She slipped off me, and I knelt upright as she licked and kissed my cock and balls. I was still hard as I fondled her tits. I wanted to fuck her again, this time in bed. But she had other ideas.

'Come with me. There's something else I want!'

I was still dazed, I think, as she led me by my cock, through the door, across the landing, and into Milton's apartment. The couple were no longer in the lobby. But they were on Milton's bed.

What happened next was the most astounding of all the morning's happenings. I suppose I was half-ready for Julie fucking another man: most husbands will know that feeling. But this! Alice let go of my cock, and leaped onto the bed with a shout of laughter. Immediately she was on top of my wife, her mouth between Julie's legs, kissing and sucking. Julie loves me to do that! But I could not have imagined her reciprocating. And yet, I watched her pull Alice's legs apart and in her turn bury her face between those lovely slender thighs. She was sucking where I had just fucked. 

Milton, as calm as you like, got up from the bed, crossed to the table and poured himself a cup of coffee. He stood there, like me, watching my wife and his niece sucking each other off. And enjoying it! He was hard, and stroking his cock with his free hand, but I had to focus on the action on the bed. Julie's fingers bit deep into that delicious little arse as she tried to bury her tongue even deeper in her cunt. Those gripping fingers opened Alice's cheeks so I could see a pretty little arsehole, and again those nearly hairless, pouting lips. 

'Come here!'

It was Alice. What did she mean?'

'Come here, Miles. I want you too.'

I understood now. And those wide-spread buttocks were so inviting as she lay half on top of my wife. My cock twitched. 'Why not?' I thought. 'She wants it. I want it.' I was thinking with my cock, as most men would when confronted with an eager and willing teenage blonde. I lay beside them on the bed, and found an angle where I could get my cock in, laying quite comfortably. The buttocks beneath me moved more vigorously now she had a mouth on her clit and a cock up her cunt. I felt and heard her coming, but this time was able to hold back and continue my slow, deep thrusts while she came, and out the other side of her orgasm. Julie sucked on, too.

I was aware of Milton on the bed, kneeling behind me. I was still dazed, and obsessed by the pretty little arse under me: I had managed to get a hand under her to hold one of those lovely, pert breasts, so I was hardly aware when some oily lubricant was smeared between my arse-cheeks. I certainly knew, however, when Milton penetrated my virgin arse with a finger. I was about to protest, but perhaps it did not feel too bad after all! Julie sucked, I fucked, and Milton was finger fucking my arse. He seemed to have found a super-sensitive spot deep inside me, and the pleasure was communicating itself to my cock. (It was, of course my prostate, but I did not know that then!) 

Julie came. I knew those groans and panting sounds. She never swore, and in any case her mouth was pressed tight against the girl's crotch. Alice was coming too, but I promised myself I would hold back at least one more time. This was too good to stop. I had both hands under her now, a breast in each, and was kissing her back, between her shoulder blades. Milton withdrew his finger ... i suspect it was fingers plural by now... and I felt a momentary sense of loss. But momentary only, as I felt the much larger knob and then shaft penetrate me. Alice and I were now sandwiched between the two lovers, my wife and Alice's uncle, and I was truly losing my male virginity. It was not pleasant at first: in fact it hurt a bit. But my cock was telling me not to stop, to keep on shagging my thirteen-year-old: this was too good to interrupt. And soon it felt good in my arse as well. In fact so good I found myself coming.

'I'm coming. Oh! fuck! I'm gonna cum. Oh please!'

I felt Milton's thrusts getting shorter, faster, and knew he was about to cum too. The girls sucked on, as if my cock was not really relevant. Milton shouted he was coming, and I felt his shaft slip even easier as his cum filled my arse. I came in Alice. One spurt in her cunt for every spurt in my arse, as we fucked in rhythm with each other.  Milton was moving slower as his orgasm died, and so was I. My cock slipped out, and I felt Milton's expelled by a contraction of my anus.

Milton was wiping his cock on a tissue, and then wiping my arse. The girls stopped their sucking, and we sat in a row across the pillows, silent, Julie, Alice, me, Milton, in the same order as we had been fucking.

Julie broke the silence. 'I'm so glad, Miles. At last. I hope it was good for you?'

'Good? I want more and more. I leaned across Alice and kissed my wife. All three laughed.'

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We all got up, for a large breakfast at The Atlantic Hotel. And then .... well I expect you can guess.

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