Uncle Bob is trying to inject some skill into Mindy's skating routine, but
she keeps distracting him.  She seems to want a different kind of
injection. The ice melts when things heat up.

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   Skating On Thin Ice with Niece

   By Beating Off Bob (beatingoffbob@yahoo.com)

   Bob watched his niece glide gracefully around the ice rink.  Her legs
were bare, and the little skirt of the outfit she wore flapped in the wind,
showing the matching panties underneath.  There was almost no back in the
outfit too, which meant that it looked like only the long sleeves with
their sparkling sequins were holding it on her upper body.

   As she turned the corner and came toward him he groaned softly.  She'd
always had prominent nipples, and the cloth of this costume wasn't thick
enough to deter them.  Her pert breasts bobbed as she skated and he
realized she'd taken out the foundation and was flaunting her luscious tits
intentionally.  He felt blood flow into his penis and it swelled a little.
She charged toward him and then skidded sideways, sending up a shower of
ice particles that rained down all over him.

   "Cute" he growled.

   "Why thank you Uncle Bob" Mindy giggled.  "I try to look my best for the
meets and competitions." She giggled again.  Sixteen year old bombshells
weren't supposed to giggle.  It made their coaches unable to concentrate.

   "You need to concentrate on your skating more than you concentrate on
these" he reached out and gently pinched one of her protruding nipples.  A
look of shock came over her face.  Her feet windmilled and she sat down
hard on the ice.

   "UNCLE BOB!" she shouted indignantly.

   "Well, when you flaunt them, don't be surprised if somebody notices and
does something about it." he said.  Then he turned away.  The feel of her
hard little nip between his fingers had caused another surge of blood to
enlarge his cock some more.  He didn't want her to see that.  He was
probably in enough trouble just for touching her.

   Not to say they weren't close.  They were VERY close, and had been since
she was big enough to climb up on his lap the first time.  She always gave
him big bear hugs when she saw him, even if they'd only been apart for a
few hours.  He'd taught her how to skate ...  and how to win competitions.
When she trained, it was for weeks at a time, and she stayed in his spare
bedroom instead of driving back home five hours away.

   They were buddies.

   Now, he figured, he'd blown it.

   "Uncle Bob!" came her strident voice.

   He turned, ready for her anger, but she surprised him.

   "I'm sorry" she said meekly.  "There's this guy ...  and he makes me
feel all ...  gooshy inside.  And I wanted to make him notice me.  So I ...
um ...  changed my outfit a little, because he's coming to the meet..." she
trailed off.

   "I should have known a boy was involved." he said.  "But sweetie, you
have to understand.  This is a meet, and you want them to notice your
skating, not your beautiful bobbing breasts." He grinned and she blushed.

   "So it worked?  I mean ...  guys notice that kind of thing?  Really?"
she asked.

   "You have no idea what that outfit does to a man" said bob seriously. 
The men might actually award you more points, but the women judges would
try their best to put you out of the competition.  Your guy will notice you
without you having to look like a ..." he stopped.  He realized he was
angry, and that puzzled him, until he realized he was also very erect.

   He was jealous!  Yes, jealous of some punk kid who was going to get to
feel up his niece on some date, and maybe even get his dick slippery with
her juices.  The idea of that made him tight inside.  "Look, Mindy, I'm
sorry.  You have the right to ...  to be a teenage girl.  But don't do it
in competition, OK?"

   Mindy was looking at him with her mouth open, staring.  He discovered
that he'd turned around while talking to her and that she could plainly see
the front of his pants.

   Shit.

   "Sure, Uncle Bob." she said quietly.  "I understand.  And ...  thank
you." She took off skating, leaving him wondering what she was thanking him
for.

   That night supper was quiet and Bob was miserable.  He loved his niece
and the thought that she now thought he was a pervert hurt him badly. 
Finally he couldn't take it any further.  "Mindy?" he said.

   "Um?" she sounded like her mind was far away.  Wherever she wished she
was instead of with him, probably.

   "About this afternoon." he started.  She looked up now, intently.  She
looked ...  interested.  "Uh, sometimes a man ...  I mean well things
happen to a man that he can't exactly control sometimes.  And ...  uh ...
well that sort of happened this afternoon and I'm sorry." he finished in a
rush.

   "You mean your ..." she pointed one long lacquered fingernail at his
crotch.

   "Uh, yeah.  I'm really sorry.  I don't want you to think I'm a pervert
or something" he went on.  "It's just that when a man sees a sexy woman ...
well ..." he stopped as she crossed the room and stood in front of him.

   Close in front of him.

   She put that same finger up to his lips.  "I don't want to discuss it"
she said.  "Not now." Then she turned and started out of the room.  "I'm
going to take a shower." And she left.

   That didn't help Bob's situation at all.  He tried to watch TV, but
couldn't concentrate.  Finally he went to bed.  As he tried to go to sleep
he heard Mindy moving around in her room.  When he thought of her he
thought of those pert little nipples and how that one little squeeze had
felt.  He imagined her top falling forward, and being able to see her
breasts.

   He got achingly hard and, though he felt ashamed, he began to beat off.

   It never occurred to him that she'd walk into his room unannounced.

   When she did, he was in mid stroke and he was close, imagining his cock
rubbing up against her sweet pussy, maybe even in it a little bit.  He
opened his eyes and saw her standing in his door, dressed in a nightgown
he'd never seen before.  It was a negligee, really, with a filmy see
through top.  Under that top she wasn't wearing anything.  the panties were
see through too.  It was an outfit that screamed 'FUCK ME ...  FUCK ME
RIGHT NOW!!!!!" She had one hand on her hip, one leg off to the side,
standing hipshot.

   "Now I'm ready to discuss it Uncle Bob".  she said in a husky voice.

   She began walking toward him as he lay there frozen, hand still gripping
his rigid cock.  The world took on an unreal quality for Bob.  He squeezed
his cock to keep stuff from bubbling out of the tip.  That would be
embarrassing if she saw that, wouldn't it?  He stared hungrily at her
almost naked body.  She was a knockout in that outfit.  A very dim part of
his mind wondered where in the world a girl that young had gotten it. 
Ludicrously that thought came to the top.  "Where in the world did you get
that?" he said in a dazed voice.

   "At the Mall.  A little shot called Cristy's Toy Box ...  Like it?" she
said, moving closer.  She got to the bed and leaned over, staring down at
his cock.  "Oh!  I see you DO like it.  Thank you again, Uncle Bob." she
said.  Her voice was light, kidding ...  but she wasn't smiling.

   Her hand came out and, as he watched in disbelief, she batted at his
hand until he let go of his bone.  Then, before he could say anything at
all, her head swooped down and she captured the head of his cock in her
warm mouth.

   "MINDYEEEEEEE" he groaned.  His hand went to her head, but he couldn't
make it do anything.  It ended up resting on her golden hair as her head
dropped and she took more of his cock into her mouth.  Then, very slowly,
she sucked hard and dragged her mouth up, over each ridge and bump, to the
tip, where she used the tip of her tongue to tickle the little slit at the
end.  She pulled her mouth off with an audible "pop" and smacked her lips,
sighing.

   "I've wanted to do that for four YEARS!  It was even better than I
thought it would be." Her hand came back up and jacked his cock slowly. 
"You're MY pretty baby now" she said to his penis, and then she kissed the
head wetly.

   "What ...  what ...  what are you doing?" said a thoroughly amazed Uncle
Bob.

   "Remember that 'guy' I told you I was trying to get to notice me?" she
said.

   He nodded dumbly.

   "Well, today he did.  He told me I have beautiful breasts.  And he said
I was a sexy woman.  And I've been waiting for him to notice me as a woman
for a long time.  I've been waiting for him to respond to me as a woman ...
and I'm tired of waiting."

   As she talked she stood up and the wispy top somehow fell off her
shoulders.

   "So I'm NOT going to wait any longer."

   There, in front of his eyes, were the luscious breasts he'd just been
fantasizing about.  Her nipples were upturned and perky ...  and hard as
bullets.  She climbed up onto the bed and straddled her poor Uncle,
sandwiching his rampant prick between her bottom and his stomach.  Then she
leaned over, dangling one of those sumptuous titties in his face.

   "Suck em" she ordered huskily.

   This was a different girl than the one Bob had eaten breakfast with this
morning.  This was a woman who was in heat and wasn't taking "No" for an
answer.  The strangeness of it all overwhelmed him and he opened his mouth.
Immediately he was suckling her rubbery nipple and she was making cooing
sounds of pleasure and approval.

   She began dry humping, sliding her panty-clad pussy along the bottom of
his leaky rod.  It didn't feel like there was cloth between them, though,
and he realized the panties were crotchless.  Her hand went down and he
felt her grasp his cock and lift it off his stomach.  Before he could say
anything to stop her she poked the tip into hot butter and began jamming
her pussy down onto it.

   It was obvious she'd never done this before.  She squirmed and panted
and wiggled as, little by little, inch by inch, she managed to get a third
of his cock in her.  She was tight.  She was so tight he didn't think it
would go.

   When she had about three inches in her she gave a little whimper.  It
was the most erotic sound he'd ever heard in his life.  It was the sound of
a woman who wants cock, but whose lover is teasingly withholding it.  It
was the sound of a woman who is close to happiness, but needs just a little
bit more.  That sound, more than anything else that had happened, sunk into
Bob's brain and said "Please, Uncle Bob, I want you deep inside me -
Really!!"

   That sound was directly connected to Bob's 'cum' button and he blew his
nut.

   Instantly her pussy walls were coated with his thick viscous spend and
the slippery stuff was exactly what was needed to lubricate her.  About the
same time his second shot blasted into her virgin muff she sat heavily down
and he thrust upward at the same time.

   Suddenly he was balls deep in his niece.  His cock was still spurting as
the tip burrowed into her cervix and spat a glob up into her womb.  Both of
them were making noises now, none of which made any sense.  He couldn't
tell for sure, but she appeared to be having her own orgasm.

   Mindy WAS having her own cum.  A hundred thoughts were flashing through
her mind.  She'd been nervous about putting on the outfit.  She'd been even
more nervous about walking down the hall to his room.  But when she'd
cracked open the door and seen what he was doing, she somehow knew he was
thinking about her while he was jerking off.  She'd felt a flush of
victory, then a flash of anger that he hadn't tried to make a move on her.
Part of her brain said "Duh, stupid, he's your Uncle!" but she overrode
that part.  She'd been crazy about her uncle for years and he'd been her
dream lover while she diddled her own clitty.

   She'd felt perfectly normal from that point until she couldn't get his
lovely stiff penis in her pussy.  As she squirmed to work his cock into her
she realized it just wasn't going to fit.  The part that was in her felt
SOOOO good that the pain she also felt was actually welcome!  There were
conflicting tensions in her body as her pussy sent pleasure signals to her
brain, which was terrified that she wouldn't be able to actually complete
the sex act.

   She heard herself make a frustrated sound.

   It was then she felt the rush of wet heat inside her body, where they
were connected.  She knew instinctively what that feeling was.  It was
proof that her Uncle loved her too, and that he wanted this too.  She felt
the thrill that a wrestler feels as he pins his opponent and knows the
match is won.

   Then, suddenly, her poor pussy was FULL of cock.  She felt like she'd
sat down on a baseball bat.  There was an instant of pain and she felt like
she'd gained ten pounds.  But there was more of that warm wet feeling as
her Uncle fed her his love and her elation at finally having what she had
wanted for so long did the same thing her finger usually did to her clit.

   She came.

   Bob's dick quit spurting, but didn't soften even a little.  He lay there
dazed as his niece writhed and moaned and wailed on top of him.  He looked
down and saw her see through panties pressing against his curly brown
pubes. He couldn't believe that the hot wet pussy that surrounded his cock
was hers, but the proof was right there in front of him.

   All his pent up lust for this gorgeous girl came to the surface.  All
the times he'd watched her lithe body gliding along the ice.  All the times
she'd pressed her developing body against his.  All their little kisses. 
The pussy he'd just been imagining was now full of his spunk.

   He rolled with her and she flopped weakly.  He planted his knees as her
thighs fell apart to the sides.  He got his hands under him and raised his
chest so she could breathe.  She lay splayed open beneath him. 
Experimentally he dragged the length of his still hard cock out of her and
then eased it back in.  She groaned.  She was still tight - gloriously
tight - but she could take it now.

   He began fucking her.

   Bob was pretty good in bed, and since he'd just cum, there was no real
urgency in his movements.  There was a clinical part of his mind that
decided to make this a time his niece would never forget.  And so he used
every trick of the book on the sixteen year old girl.

   She crashed from her first orgasm directly into a second.  He let her
rest for a minute as she panted and then drove her into a third.  She was
gasping for air as he finally felt his balls respond again and he worked
his own feeling until, with quiet intention, he flexed the muscles that
helped his prostate power another load of sperm deep into her luscious
pussy.

   He drove in deep as his cock let go and pressed hard, getting the
spurting tip of his prick as close to her womb as possible.  As the last
full shot of goo entered her body, he rolled them sideways, so he could
relax without crushing her.  Her upper leg wrapped around both of his,
holding her pussy against him, not wanting to let his cock pull out.

   Arms around each other, they drifted off to sleep.

   They woke each other up about two hours later as they moved stiff arms
and legs.  Mindy complained that her panties were soggy and he kneeled to
untie the little bows on each side of them.  She spread her legs and raised
her hips to let him drag the soaked fabric out from under her and he saw
her bare pussy for the first time.

   Within sixty seconds his cock was buried in her again as she cooed
happily under him.

   That was the way it was for most of the rest of the night.  Finally,
about six in the morning, they rolled apart and slept like babies.

   It was close to noon when Bob awoke, his stomach growling with hunger.
His cock was sore and he smiled.  That had never happened before.  He had a
perverse feeling of pride that he'd been able to go all night long ...  and
at HIS age!

   He turned his head toward where he felt her body and saw her eyes were
open ...  clear ...  staring at him.  There was no expression on her
beautiful face.

   "You OK?" he said softly.

   "Oh yeah" she said simply.

   "You sore?" he asked.

   "Oh yeah" she smiled.

   "You happy?" Somehow her answer to this question was the most important
of all, in his mind.

   "Yes!" she shot back immediately.  "Very!"

   "What do we do now?" he said, feeling better now that he knew she wasn't
sorry.

   "Well" she said seriously, "I plan to finish High School." She stopped
as he grinned, thinking she was playing with him, but went on just as
seriously "And I plan to keep skating until the baby shows.  Then I'll
skate to get back in shape after the baby's born."

   She had the exact same look on her face as she had the night before when
she said "I don't want to discuss it."

   Bob thought for a minute, looking at her face.  She WAS serious.  "Our
baby?" he said.

   "Oh yeah" she sighed, and kissed him.


   
