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Shed been running and jumping in completions for years. They started at her petite feet and went all the way up to her ass. We reached the kitchen and she searched for the book. I only applied a little pressure, yet the girl moved. Unbelievably, she stepped between my legs and sat on my right leg. She was showing me the recipe and telling me about it. With my right hand on her back, my left hand found her belly. Now I was able to flick it, to tease it, and to bring it to heightened erection. While short and skinny, I reckoned the legs to be shapely. That girl stood flatfooted and bent from the hips to pick it up. You never know when some pervert might come to the door. Mom told me that if I saw you I was to give you a new cookbook she bought the other day. It must be jelly, because jams dont jiggle like that! Unconsciously, my arm reached out and my hand settled on Meggies back. I took the middle finger of my left hand into my mouth.
In the brief few seconds that she was bent over, I gazed at the puffed pussy-lips and the slit splitting the magnificent pussy-mound. They had talked about how an active lifestyle can delay puberty. Some of them dont reach their pubic maturity until their late teens. She made one last futile attempt to brush the tangles from her hair. She found her voice, and spoke, Oh, Uncle Jake, its just you. She did not move her arms and hands to cover her pussy or tits. Although she didnt have hair on her pussy, she did have tits on her chest. Finally, my mind found some words, But, Meggie, wouldnt you rather have a young boy touching you, maybe someone from school, or maybe someone from the neighborhood?
I talked silently to myself, Surely she doesnt shave her pussy? Well, maybe she does have a guy, one that likes shaved pussies. When I though a little more, I realized that this girls trim figure and short, lean profile reminded me of one of those petite gymnasts that run and tumble at the summer Olympics. Do you want me to touch you there with my mouth and tongue?
They think Im too short, too skinny, and not pretty like other girls. Now, it was my turn to speak adamantly, Sweetie, boys are sometimes stupid! And, doll-baby, your boobs are just fine the way they are! Finally, words came forth between my heavy breaths, Meggie, baby, there are other places where I can touch you that will feel even better.
At the first sight of naked feminine flesh, it had awakened. When she turned to face me, it grew fully engorged. They went to see an X-rated one, so they didnt let me go. I said, Well, I shouldnt have come in without somebody answering the door. Her body was indeed well-toned, but her ass had a nice jiggle and shake. I watched as she jiggled her sweet ass across the floor and opened the door to the fridge. Meggie brought the jar back to the table and stood beside me. She opened the jar and pulled out one of the long, fat, green, sour-pickles. With them resting on her belly I buried my face in the silky-soft warmth of her freshly washed blonde curls.
Her legs were spread, leaving the virginal pussy-mound completely exposed. I found the answer as to whether or not her hair color on her head matched the color of her bush. Dime-size pink nipples and quarter-size pale areolas completed the picture. Before I had pushed open the bathroom door, my cock had been lying peacefully dormant inside my jeans. She spoke to put my mind at ease, Oh, dont worry about it Uncle Jake. I should have locked the door when Mom and Dad left to go to the movies. I followed her out into the hallway and watched as she headed for the kitchen. I pulled my finger out of the pussy-hole and moved my hands away from her pussy and tits.
My hands and fingers frolicked and played, squeezing and teasing each nubile nectarine. I reached behind Meggie and pushed the cookbook aside. My lips sought the crevasses between her thighs and the lips of her pussy. My fingers closed around the pussy-lips and spread them apart. My cock stiffened as my lips closed around this clitoral prize. I knew the pee-hole was too small, yet I tried my best to stimulate pleasure.
I reached to cup the two pretty, peach-shaped breasts. My tongue teasingly touched the tender pink vaginal opening. My tongue circled around and around savoring every delicious touch. I plunged even deeper into the glory-hole that was my nieces pussy. I had no intention of bursting my nieces virginal cherry, not with my tongue, and most certainly not with my cock. Meggies hips bucked to meet each thrust of my tongue. My tongue found moisture in abundance in my mouth and transferred it into the pussy-hole. As a 40-year-old man I had no damn business looking at a 14-year-old girl with lust in my eyes! I am a confirmed bachelor, always had been and plan to stay that way. When I was a kid, a bachelor lived across the street. Mine is the nicer of the two pools in the neighborhood. Served at room temperature, this dessert would be topped-off with an orgasmic portion of steaming hot cock-cream mixed with a cupful of sizzling pussy-juices. Whatever it is the kids think about me, it doesnt keep them from coming over to swim in my pool. Her lips still had the lingering sweet-sour taste of dill pickles. This time our lubricated lips met with sweet, wet, shattering passion. I was tongue-fucking her mouth and she was tongue-fucking mine. She unbuttoned it, and then the next and the next button. The sweet, adolescent bud stiffened inside my mouth. Meggie moaned and arched her back thrusting her magnetic mammary mounds tightly against my mouth. At 40, I was too old to be deflowering adolescent virgins. I found the bellybutton and made a tickling, teasing exploration. Meggie moaned softly, and then moaned again louder. Her voice spoke in a husky whisper, Oh God, Uncle Jake that feels nice.