WARNING: This story is fiction, and should be treated as such. 
The following story is for the entertainment of ADULTS ONLY, and
contains descriptions of explicit sex.  If you are not an adult,
or reading sex stories upset you, DO NOT read any further.  If it
is illegal in your georgraphical location, DO NOT read it.

The Considerate Uncle (M/F, nc, niece)

  The loud shrill of the phone pierced into my deep sleep. 
Thankfully my wife picked up the phone.  I started to quickly
forget the interruption, as sleep was once again my friend.  But
before I could get to where I was, my wife nudged me awakeagain.
  "What is it," I said in my "don't bother me" voice.
  "It's Anita.  She is dead drunk and her friend Anju called,"
Kamal said.  She sat up.
  I was too sleepy to realize that Anita never got drunk before.
 "She'll sleep it off," I muttered.
  "Anju's going to the airport in an hour and she doesn't want to
leave Anita alone," my wife said.
  "It's three in the morning.  You go drive forty-five minutes,"
I said.
  "Honey, can you go and see that she is OK?" my wife asked.
  I knew I wasn't going to win the battle.  My wife never drives
at night if she can help it.  She claims that she has night
blindness although when the malls are open late in the winter I
don't see her complaining.  I got up with a scowl on my face. 
Anita was my wife's niece.  I don't think my wife would have done
the same if it had been my niece.
  "Why are you brushing your teeth, Raj?" Kamal asked.
  "To get me awake," I shouted with white froth over my goatee. 
The real reason was not to have bad breath when I see the goddess
like creature called Anju.
  I put on my clothes and drove off into the night in my
Mercedes.   I wasn't looking forward to be awake the rest of the
night even though tomorrow was Saturday.  Anita was cute and she
has nice little titties that kind of protrude when she wears
those tight sweaters.  Being in her proximity was going to excite
me even if she is puking all over the place. Maybe I could steal
a feel or two.  I knew I sounded pathetic, a forty years old man
getting excited about his wife's young niece and her friend.  
The rest of the drive, I just pondered about Anju's angelic face.
She must know that all men lust her and I sure have a hard time
looking straight at her face.
  I parked my car on the quiet street, a little worried that it
might get broken into.  Anita stayed in an off campus apartment.
However when I saw other expensive cars parked along the street,
I started to feel more secure.  I got buzzed in and soon was
knocking at the door.
  Anju opened the door.  "Hello, Uncle," she said.
  "Hello. Where is Anita?" I said as I got inside.  By her
calling me "uncle" my ego and fantasies were simultaneously
deflated. 
  "She is knocked off on her bed," Anju said matter-of-factly.
  "What happened?" I asked studying her perfect face.
  "Sonny was here and she and he were drinking.  She drank too
much."
  "I'll go see her," I said as I walked towards her room in the
small apartment.
  "She doesn't have her clothes on," Anju said hesitantly.   "I
covered her with a blanket."
  I turned around.  "Does she sleep in the nude?" I asked.
  "No.  Sonny and she were doing it.  You know," Anju said
uncomfortably.
  "Doing what?" I asked.  I was enjoying this.
  "You know.   Having sex."
  I kept quiet.  Anita had me fooled.  I never expected her to be
fucking around.  She always gave the impression that she would
keep her virginity till her parents found her a boy.  If Kamal
knew, she would be shocked.
  "Does this happen often?" I asked.
  "Uncle, you know I have to catch a plane to Boston and it's
leaving in 2 hours," Anju replied.
  "Did she ever get drunk like this before?"
  "I think two or three times.  She gets totally knocked off. 
Nothing will wake her up.  Believe me I have tried.  I couldn't
even put her clothes back on. She'll get up around two in the
afternoon and she will just be fine.  She doesn't puke at all."
  "Alright then.  I will just sleep here on the couch," I said as
I started to walk back towards the family room.  "Have a good
trip," I told Anju as I noticed a little diamond stud pierced
into her exposed navel.
  Just as Anju left, the phone rang.  I picked it up immediately
not wanting to wake Anita up.
  "Hello," Kamal's voice hit my ears.
  "Hello, honey," I said.  "I have arrived just now and Anju's
left.  Anita's knocked off right now so I am just letting her
sleep it off."
  "What happened?" my wife asked.
  "From what Anju told me, they had a farewell party and Anita
just wasn't used to drinking so much.  I think before she
realized it, she got drunk.  I remember getting drunk in
college," I added.
  "Ok, if anything happens, let me know," Kamal said before
putting the phone down.
  I gently put the phone down and made sure the apartment was
locked.  I looked out of the peephole just to make sure Anju
wasn't coming back or anything.  My pecker had sprung to life and
I adjusted my pants to make the bulge less noticeable.  But who
was going to see it anyway.
  I opened Anita's bedroom door and saw her sleeping soundly on
her side.  I didn't turn on the lights but kept the door open so
that I could see and not trip into anything.
  "Anita," I whispered.   "Are you ok?"
  "Anita" I said a little louder.   There was no reaction from
her sleeping body.
  I came closer.  I could hear her deep breathing.  Now I was at
her bedside.  I gently pulled her blanket up to cover her
properly.   There was no reaction.  I walked to the foot of the
bed.   "Anita," I said quite loudly.   No response.
  I couldn't believe I was doing this.  I remembered when Anita
stayed with us for a while, how I used to keep sniffing her day
long worn panties and bra.  Just a whiff of her, would get me in
a frenzy.   Now I was actually going to see her tight little
body.  I tugged at the blanket ever so gently from the foot of
her bed.  I crouched so she would not see me if she suddenly got
up.  Just then I thought maybe to forget this idea but the bulge
in my pants gave me courage again.   So as I crouched, I tugged
and tugged.  I must have pulled down about a feet of her blanket.
 I stood up and walked back to her bedside.  Her smooth naked
back was visible but her breasts her hidden under her arms.  I
quietly walked to the other side but no sight of her breasts
greeted me.  I poked my faced quite close and did get to see her
cleavage if you could call it that.   But her breasts were well
under her arm.
  I came back to the foot of her bed and on the way noticed her
clothes lying on the floor.  I picked them up.  I found her top
and pants and threw them back. Then I found her panties and
immediately stuffed it to my nose.  I took a deep long breath and
felt good all over.  I couldn't believe how good she smelled all
the time.  I wondered if she tasted as good.
  With her panties still to my face, I called her name again just
to be certain.  Then I began tugging.  I was excited now and
pulled a little too fast.  I immediately ducked waiting to get
caught in this embarrassing position.  But nothing happened.  I
slowly looked up and then stood up.  I knew I was seeing her
behind.  It looked beautiful.  I got to her bedside and just kept
staring at it.  I wanted so much to caress it but I couldn't
muster the courage.  I got as close as I could, my nose just an
inch away from her crack.  Just then the phone rang again.  I
panicked.  Then ran out making a lot of noise but getting to the
phone before the third ring.
  "Hello," I said breathing hard.
  "Raj, why are you breathing so hard," Kamal said.
  "Honey, I was sleeping and had to run to the phone so as to not
wake up Anita," I replied.
  "Is she still sleeping?" Kamal asked.
  "Yes.   And I was also asleep.  Kamal, I will call you if
anything happens, OK.  Now go to bed," I said.
  I put the phone down and walked back to Anita's bed. Anita was
still sound asleep with her precious buttock for the world to
see.  Just then an idea hit me.  I unlocked the apartment and got
out.  I made sure the door wouldn't lock me from the outside.   I
got to my car and took out my digital camera from my briefcase in
the trunk.  I had a 128mg card so I could literally take a few
hundred pictures if my battery lasted that long.  It was
four-thirty in the morning.
  I rushed back to Anita's bedside.  I switched on the lights in
her room and turned off the flash in the camera.  I pulled the
blanket out all the way.  Now she lay naked with just her young
butt exposed to her aunt's husband.  I hastily took four pictures
and checked them out in the LCD screen.  It came out nice but I
wanted more.  I wanted to get a picture of her breasts and pussy.
  It was something I knew I would cherish forever.  I decided
then that I would have to turn her over.  It was going to be
risky but now nothing was going to stop me.  I placed my hand on
her left shoulder and pulled but she wouldn't move.  I had to sit
on her bed.  Now with both hands, I turned her on her back.  I
pulled her real hard.  It would have woken up anyone but Anita
was really dead drunk.  She didn't even lift an eyelid.  I pulled
her arms to her side and took in the heavenly sight of her young
perky breasts.  Then I lustily looked towards her well-trimmed
pubic hair.  I put my hands in my pants and gave my dick a few
squeezes.   I was oozing precum allover my underwear.   I snapped
probably a dozen pictures and rapidly checked them out.  This was
going to be a great collection.
  I gently tapped my finger on her nipple.  Then I took my
forefinger and thumb and gently squeezed it.  Then I fondle both
her breasts.  Blood was rushing everywhere in my body.  I never
felt so sexually charged in fifteen years since when my wife was
still young and desirable.   I licked her nipple then poured my
whole mouth over it, not worrying if my facial hair would wake
her up.  I sucked with vigor I never knew I had.  I reluctantly
pulled myself away.  With what I did, she still was in a deep
sleep.  I knew I had to get more.  It would be my only chance.
  I parted her legs.  I bent her knees and spread her legs as far
as I could.   I was shocked to see cum oozing out from her pussy
lips.  I rushed to the bathroom and took a tissue and wiped as
much of it as I could see.  Then I started lapping up her clit. 
I couldn't believe that I was actually licking Anita's pussy.  It
was a sight that I thought I would never see.  I took several
pictures of her pussy.  I wanted to do everything, so I went
lower and gave my wife's niece a rim job.  My dick was straining
for freedom so I pulled down my pants and let it plop out.  Cum
was dropping onto the sheets.  I didn't care.  I would wipe it
later.  I kept tonguing her anal orifice.  I wanted to get
intimate with every part of her body.
  With the same tissue that I wiped her boyfriend's cum from her
cunt, I wiped all the excessive precum from my dick.   I pulled
out my pants and underwear completely and carefully straddled my
dick over her face.  I looked at her cute face as I gently rubbed
the tip of my dick over her lips.   Then I started slapping my
member across her cheeks.  There was no response from her
absolutely.  I tried pushing my dick into her mouth but I
couldn't get much success.  I spread open my crack and rubbed it
across her nose.  I took a few pictures of my dick rubbing her
mouth.  It was hard balancing everything but I got a couple
decent pictures.
  Now it was time to do the ultimate.  I put her back on her
side.   I bent her left knee and pushed her legs up.  I lay on
the bed behind Anita and maneuvered my dick close to her pussy. 
I was too excited.  I kept missing her glory hole.  But after
what seemed like ten minutes, I felt that glorious feeling as my
penis opened up her vaginal lips.  Then I got myself in an inch.
There was no feeling in the world better than this.  I took a
deep breath and then took a picture of my face.  I wanted to see
how I looked while fucking my own wife's niece.  It was just too
wicked.  I got myself more and more inside her.  When I reached
the hilt, I started actually fucking her. In and out I went and
very soon after, I exploded loads of cum into Anita's moist
pussy.   I rested there for an hour, totally exhausted.  Then I
snuggled to her body and slept a few hours.
  My eyes jerked open as the sunlight hit my face.  It was eight
o'clock in the morning.  Anita was still sleeping soundly.  I
relaxed and pondered the events of the night.  Then my pecker
came alive again.  I pushed it in her pussy again.  This time I
took it slower.  I fondled her breasts while pounding into her. 
I came with such force I couldn't believe.
  While naked, I called up home.  My son picked up the phone.  He
said mommy left half an hour ago to come to Anita's apartment.
  I swiftly put on all my clothes and covered Anita with the
blanket.  I took some more tissue, this time wiping out my cum
from her pussy.   Then I put everything back as I remembered and
hastily went to the couch and tried to sleep.  In five minutes,
panic struck me again.  I got out and scrambled for Anita's
clothes.  With much difficulty, I got her panties on, then her
bra, her tight top and finally with extremely difficulty and
roughness, got those tight pants on her delicious legs.  Then I
gently kissed her on her lips.
  Just as I got out of her room, I heard my wife banging on the
door.  I let out a yawn and messed up my hair and opened the
door.
  "How did it go?" Kamal asked me looking at my slept in couch.
  "Thank god it was quiet," I said.  "She slept through it all. 
I think she would be alright."
  Kamal walked towards Anita's room and called out her name. 
Anita didn't respond.   She went to her bed and pulled off the
blanket.  Then she gently put it back on.  "Poor thing," Kamal
said, "I hope she wasn't cold."
  Kamal brought my clothes and I showered and felt very alive.  
We had eggs and toast for breakfast.  We waited till two-thirty
when finally Anita walked out of her bedroom dazed and tired.
  "I'm sorry," Anita said as she realized we knew about her
getting drunk.
  "Say thanks to Uncle Raj," my wife told her niece. "You know he
stayed here on this couch all night because of your stupid
behavior."
  "Thanks, Uncle," she told me sweetly.
  "No problem," I said.

The end.

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