I'm returning to story-writing after a few years away. Please let me know what you think. I would like this story to continue. As they say, write what you know. ;)
My name is Daniel. I’m a 45-year-old professional white man, with brown and gray hair, married to my husband of 20 years. I keep in shape—running and biking and rowing to stay lean and fit. My husband is a super-fit 43-year-old Filipino man who hits the gym at least 6 days a week. He has the most amazing pecs, abs, and ass; he loves the taste of my cum. But what excites me the most lately is not my husband, but rather his sister’s youngest daughter. I haven’t been with a girl since college, and my husband has no idea that I’m becoming more and more sexually excited by women, let alone his teen niece, Lila.
Lila is amazingly hot, to put it mildly. She has long, flowing black hair and deeply dark smooth skin. She’s friendly, outgoing, and athletic. She’s played soccer since middle school and is very fit. Her chest is small (I’m guessing a-cups) and she has a nice round ass. Every time I’ve seen her in the last few years, I can’t help but stare. And fantasize.
When my husband wraps his lips around my cock, I can’t help but imagine that they’re Lila’s. When I feel his smooth ass, I wonder if that's how Lila’s feels. I want her. All of her.
So, I was very excited, but tried not to act too excited, when Lila started hanging around our house more and more. Her relationship with her mom had soured since she started dating a girl in her class. Her high school was not far from ours, I work from home, and she was glad to have her “gay” uncles to talk to about being in a same-sex relationship and her struggles with her mom. I was happy to listen. And offer advice. And more than happy to have her around the house.
It was a typically warm, crisp fall day when I was wrapping up some work in my home office when I heard the front door open, and a heavy backpack drop to the floor. It was a Friday, so even though I had a few Zoom calls, I was dressed casually in a regular t shirt and joggers. Lila appeared at the door to my office, fresh from soccer practice with her long black hair tied in a ponytail, a white sports bra tightly hugging her small chest, and a pair of practice shorts that looked about a size too small. I gulped, and I’m sure my eyes widened at the site of her young body in the doorway.
“Hey Uncle Daniel, how’s work?”
“It’s fine. I’m so glad it’s Friday and I’m just finishing a few things up. Your uncle is probably at the gym.”
“Do you mind if I take a shower?”
“Of course not, go ahead. You know where the towels are.”
Lila had recently established a routine of coming to our house after soccer practice, showering up, and hanging out with her (real) uncle and me, usually for dinner. It was nice to have her young energy around the house. It made me feel somewhat young again. It made my heart beat a bit faster. And it made my thick 7-inch cock so hard.
I heard the bathroom door close, and the shower turn on. I secretly wished I had set up a tiny hidden camera in our bathroom so that I could jerk my throbbing hard cock to her tan, fit, soapy body in our shower. I couldn’t concentrate on my work at all and instead pushed my chair back and started stroking my cock. The feelings and urges were so intense. I wanted her. I needed her.
I was a little startled when I heard the shower turn off and an audible “fuck!” Soon I heard the bathroom door open and Lila call out, “Uncle Daniel, can you come here a second?”
I had to tuck my fully hard cock into my joggers.
Rounding the corner to the bathroom, “Yeah, what is it?”
“I’m so stupid, I forgot my clean clothes at school. Do you have something I could wear?”
Lila had the towel wrapped tightly around her body, barely covering from the top of her chest to the bottom of her ass. I had to stop myself from passing my eyes up and down her young body.
Laughing it off, “Sure, just a second.”
I wondered if this was my chance. I wish I had a bright red silk bra and matching thong for her. Instead, I went to my bedroom and grabbed a white t shirt and a pair of my husband’s baby blue cotton boxers. I knew they would barely fit around her butt.
Returning downstairs and handing them through the bathroom door, “Here, will these work?”
“Yeah, cool, thanks!”
Breathing slightly faster, I went to the couch in the living room right outside the bathroom. Lila was toweling off the remaining moisture from her hair as she walked out of the bathroom.
The view was perfect.
My small, white t shirt perfectly stretched across her chest, tightly enough that her dark brown nipples showed through the translucent fabric. My husband’s boxers perfectly hugged her round butt and covered her just to the very top of her silky tan thighs.
“These are pretty comfy!” Lila exclaimed as she plopped down on the couch, not right next to me, but within arm’s reach.
“Good, you’re welcome to them anytime.”
I could not believe what happened next.
As Lila settled down onto the couch, she lifted her legs and, as she crossed them, the buttonless fly on the boxers separated to completely expose her young cunt. I was gob smacked. Her dark pussy lips made a perfect, delicate slit.
Lila clearly noticed my eyes staring, but, feeling more than comfortable with her “gay” uncle, teased me. “Yeah, sorry, I didn’t have any panties either. But I suppose it’s been a while since you’ve seen one of these.”
My thick white cock was fully hard and stretching to the side under my joggers.
“Yeah…it…has been awhile.” I stammered.
Lila grew curious.
“Have you…ever been…with a woman?” she asked curiously.
“Well…yes…a few times in college, but…not since then.”
“So, you’re like, bi then?”
There was no way I could tell her the feelings that she had reawakened in me. That I imagined having sex with her when I fucked my husband.
“Yeah, I guess you could say that.” I replied nonchalantly.
“I’ve only ever been with Kaya,” she admitted.
Kaya was Lila’s girlfriend, the source of the strife between Lila and her mother. I had only met Kaya a few times, and she was a beautiful girl: tall, white, dark hair, and a full c-cup chest.
“Have you…ever thought about guys?” I wanted to ask “about me” but the general “guys” was probably better.
Lila demurred. “I mean, I guess it’s natural to be curious right?”
“It certainly is,” I almost groaned out.
At this point Lila was growing increasingly aware of the lust emanating from me. As her eyes passed down my torso, her dark eyes grew wide as she noticed my throbbing bulge pointing to her.
“Uncle Daniel, you’re turned on, aren’t you?” A slightly mischievous grin formed on her face.
“I…well, yes, I am.” I could not hide it.
Slowly but confidently, Lila reached out her hand and felt my throbbing bulge and started to slowly rub over it with her hand back and forth, feeling every hard inch under my joggers.
I had to let out a deep sigh, and as I did, I let my hand explore over to her thigh, which was even softer and silkier than I imagined. In fact, it was the softest thing I had ever touched. I rubbed the inside of her thigh up and down, all the way from her knee to just below the thin layer of fabric between my hand and her young, delicate cunt.
Our eyes locked as we curiously and playfully rubbed each other. In unison, we slowly leaned forward, and our lips locked.
My heart absolutely pounded as our lips met and our tongues passionately touched and rolled over one another’s.
Suddenly I felt Lila’s free hand grab mine and guide it up farther, over the opening in my husband’s boxers, and onto her teen pussy.
It was so soft and smooth (unknown to me, Lila waxed regularly) and she was drenched. I slid my middle finger between her smooth pussy lips and felt her warm wetness.
As I did, her curious hand slid inside my joggers and I felt her hand wrap around my thick, white cock. I was glad that I had recently trimmed my bush and shaved my balls. She moaned as she felt how hard I was for her.
I could have stayed like that forever, just touching and feeling each other’s lust-filled sexual organs. But Lila wanted more.
She slid off the couch between my legs and tugged my joggers down. Her eyes locked on mine as she leaned forward, grasped my thick, throbbing cock with one hand, cupped my smooth, rolling balls with the other, and opened her drooling young mouth.
Her tongue rolled around my leaking cock head, and she dragged her tongue up and down my shaft, returned to my mushroom head, and took it in her mouth, inch by inch.
I rested one hand on the side of her head. “Yes, Lila, that’s it.” Moaning out, “Yes, that’s amazing!”
Her moaning mouth vibrated on my cock as she slid her lips up and down. Her drool dripped onto my smooth balls, which she worked with her hand, tugging on them. If I didn’t hold myself, I would have sprayed a full load of cum into her mouth right there.
As she came off my cock for a break, I reached down to peel the t shirt from her body and expose her perfect a-cup chest and big, puffy, dark brown nipples, which were now totally hard. I slid my hand down over them and greedily groped them, feeling their young fullness.
I kissed her again and as our lips separated, I moaned out, “let me taste you.”
I peeled off my t shirt to expose my hairy but trimmed pecs. I guided her fit, Filipina teen body up to the couch and assumed the position she was in, peeling the boxers down to fully expose her puffy, hairless, wet teen pussy.
I dove in.
I had flashbacks to my college girlfriend riding my face. It was like muscle memory! My tongue knew exactly how to stimulate her young clit. In between flicking my tongue across it, I would kiss her entire pussy lips and suck them into my mouth, releasing them with a smacking sound. It drove her wild. She moaned out more as I slid a finger into her amazingly tight teen pussy and licked her clit. Both of her hands were on my head, pulling me into her, moaning, “yes, Uncle Daniel, yes!”
I could not have dreamed that her pussy tasted as good as it did. Sweet and fresh but wet and salty. My tongue and fingers probed her and wanted to taste every bit of her. Her juices were smeared all over my scruffy lips and face. It was more than I dreamed of.
Which made what happened next even more unexpected.
Lila’s hands slid down off my head and to my shoulders, needily lifting my body so we were face to face.
“Uncle, put it inside me,” she whined.
I sat on the couch next to her, our naked, wet, bodies oozing horniness and lust.
“Are you sure? Is that something you really want?”
“Yes, please, I want to know what it’s like. I want to feel a cock inside me,” she moaned.
I turned her head toward mine, kissing her deeply, and slid one hand down her side and the other to her leg to guide her hips up over my lap.
As her hips hovered over my throbbing cock, my hands slid up her sides and chest. “Put me inside you then.”
I watched as Lila’s hand slid down off her flat tummy and reached down and guided my leaking, raw, throbbing white cock to her dripping wet Filipina teen pussy. She teased herself with it and rubbed my cock up and down her slit. Slowly she guided it to her tight opening and applied pressure until my cock sank inside her. Her eyes rolled back, and she moaned out as my raw cock pushed inch by inch inside her tight wet pussy. Her dark brown tight pussy lips pulling my white adult cock inside her.
Her arms wrapped around my neck as she leaned forward, riding my cock, with her perky teen tits in my face for me to lick and suck.
My hands were tight around her athletic hips as she rode up and down, grabbing and gripping her full ass. Her butt cheeks slapped down on my thighs as she adjusted to my cock stretching her and took the full length in and out of her tight wet teen pussy.
I wish I could say this went on for hours. I wish I could say that I fucked her in five different positions. I wish I could say that I bent her over the back of the couch, with my hands tight on her hips, and fucked her pussy so hard that she squirted all over.
But alas, that was not to be. Instead, with Lila’s perky right nipple in my mouth, and my hands tight on her silky ass, as she moaned and whined and fucked herself on my cock, I groaned deeply as I shot a massive load of cum into her. She knew I was having the most intense orgasm and she grinded her pussy all the way down on my cock, milking it for every drop of my cum. As I continued to shoot the 5th and 6th rope of cum, she leaned back, frantically rubbed her now-protruding clit, and orgasmed with my cock and cum deep inside her.
She fell forward into a deep kiss as we panted into each other’s mouths. Our arms around each other tightly.
We stayed like that for several minutes, pressed to each other, as my cock softened inside her and my cum started to drip from her filled pussy.
She pushed herself back. “I guess I better take another shower,” she grinned.
I couldn’t believe it. My dream had come true.
I knew my husband would be home soon.
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Next chapter: Lila and her girlfriend ask to stay the night.