Niece Marie Pays Uncle Mark Back

I truly couldn't believe what I was hearing, what I'd just done, or what was about to happen. Thirty minutes ago I'd been in bed, in the room I was sharing with my wife on our Christmas vacation, with many of her family members asleep in rooms down the hall, and now I found myself on the couch downstairs, with my 20-year-old niece Marie, and I'd just made her body quiver and shudder and squirm and explode as I licked her pussy until she came over and over. And now she was promising to give me the blowjob of my life?

Well, ok, I said to myself, let's see if she's as good as she says she is.

Candidly, I had my doubts. While Marie had certainly come of age physically in the last few years as her breasts had ripened and grown bigger, and as she'd grown taller so that her long legs now ended with an incredibly shapely ass - which was accentuated by the relatively skimpy shorts she usually wore - and even though she would occasionally drop what could be perceived as a sexual innuendo followed by a "knowing smile," I just wasn't prepared to believe she had really done much. Sexually, I mean.

Seriously, she was only 20, how much experience could she really have had? Her parents were rather strict, limiting both the number of boyfriends as well as how often she'd see them during her high school years, and although I knew there was probably a lot about their daughter that they didn't know, I can't imagine that in the last year and half, since she'd started attending SDSU, that she'd all of a sudden blossomed sexually and learned from guys who were into more than just the basics. Let's face it, guys that age ain't there to teach (or learn), they're there to fuck.

It was funny, as I'd thought about it - and I had, plenty of times - when I'd first met her mom twenty-five years prior, she'd been a very different person. She was married to a black guy who was fun as hell to hang out with, and our lives together - as I was in the early stages of dating my wife, we would double date with her sister and her husband frequently - were full of crazy nights, lots of more-than-friendly flirting (between all of us - my wife dug her sister's husband as much as I was into her sister), and even several situations in which things almost got out of hand. If I had to compare my wife's kissing to her sister, the sister would win hands down.

But twenty-five years later, Marie's mom was much more uptight, and I think that was thanks in part not only to the fact that she'd gotten divorced and remarried, but that her new husband was a strict by-the-book religious guy, espoused the traditional roles of a marriage, and was certainly not into anything like what we all used to do. We couldn't even talk or joke about it, much less do it - which really bummed me out, as over the years, Marie's mom had actually gotten sexier and more attractive, she stayed in great shape and had maybe even gotten a boob job, and given my own situation at home with a wife who'd lost any and all interest in sex, I would've looked forward to family vacations if her sister had been open to some fun on the side.

Her other daughter, Marie's step-sister Jenny who was the daughter of the new husband by a previous marriage, had just graduated from college. She was following in her mom's footsteps as a teacher, and seemed to be following in her dad's footsteps as being pretty traditional, very conservative, and honestly kinda boring.

I'd never really fantasized about my nieces - although certainly over the years without knowing it they'd turned me on from something they were wearing, or a particular look, or when they bent over to pick something up and I got a look down a blouse to see the ample ripe young breasts bursting out of a bra - and both of them were gorgeous, but Jenny always seemed a lot more mature than Marie, which was both attractive and also made me think that she'd be too straight-laced to ever think about her uncle in any way other than familial. She had her moments where she demonstrated spontaneous fun, and she certainly had a body to die for, but when she was around the family, she was uptight like her mother had become.

But at that moment, Jenny and her mom were kindof the least of my concern; I was too aware of the firm, tight, delicious daughter right in front of me that I'd ogled for so many years. I'd just finished making Marie come by eating her pussy in a way that she admitted had never been done by any of her previous boyfriends.

And now, as I lay back on the couch with her kneeling between my spread legs - one foot on the floor and the other extended along the back of the couch, Marie had begun to stroke my extremely hard dick through the flannel Christmas pajamas I was wearing, and said, "Let's not waste any more time, mister, starting right now. You know how they say payback's a bitch? Well, in this case, payback is anything but a bitch. You're about to get the blowjob of your life for what you just did to me, so switch places and let's get those pajama bottoms off..."

"Ha," I said challenging her playfully, "What can a college girl show me about blowjobs? I'm certain I've had way more of them than you've given."

"You might be surprised, UNCLE," she smiled back, deliberately using that word to remind me of my age relative to hers, even though I'd told her previously just to call me 'Mark,' "What you didn't have growing up, and what all those women who gave you blowjobs over the years didn't have growing up, was the access to porn that all of us young women have today. Sure, I've gone down on my share of guys in the last couple years, but where I've really learned is by watching. Did you know that there are plenty of websites that will teach girls how to give the perfect blowjob? I'd guess that I've watched more videos of that in the last few months than you've had blowjobs in your life."

"So," she said, kissing me with her soft warm lips again one last time, "Lay back, relax, and get prepared. This might be better than you thought. You might even be surprised..." And with that, she began unbuttoning my pajama top with one hand, kissing my bare chest as she did, licking and sucking my nipples, which has always been a total turn on for me. While doing that, her other hand stroked me through the flannel pajama bottoms, until she reached inside and grabbed him fully with her hand.

"Mmmm, Mark, I didn't know guys your age could get hard again so quickly. Am I exciting you? Did your niece's young pussy taste good to you? It tasted good to me when I kissed you right after you made me come. Do you want my lips on your big hard dick? Mmmm I can't wait to suck on him."

Her words, her voice, the way she said that, if it was possible to get even harder than I had already been, I'm sure I did. She continued kissing down my chest to my stomach, sliding her knees backward down the couch, and continued stroking me with her other hand, until she had reached the spot where her mouth was right at the top of my pajamas. She lightly kissed my erect dick through the pajamas, her hands now both outside my pants and stroking me, rubbing my thighs, exploring between my legs all the way up to the base of my balls.

Wait, had I felt a finger explore further down, starting to head down to my ass? No, I couldn't have, she'd never do that, she'd never even know how much it turned most guys on when women did that. I'm sure no college guys were asking for that, they probably thought it would make them seem gay.

Their loss, I thought, that is one of the most exciting things that a woman can do to a guy, and certainly it was to me. But I was pretty sure Marie wouldn't know about that - I had to decide if it was something I wanted to share with her at this point, or allow her to do her thing and prove her point, and then talk to her after about some of the "tricks" that women can do to get guys to come faster and more explosively. Who knows, maybe we'd have another chance on this trip to explore that more...

For now, though, I found it hard to concentrate on anything other than her touch. After stroking my shaft and kissing the head of my dick for the hundredth time through the pajamas, driving me crazy as the material was so soft and gave off some static electricity, she looked up at me and said, "Hey Mark? We need to get these off, so lift your sweet little butt off the couch so I can pull them down." I complied, and felt her pull the bottoms out from under me, and then she carefully eased the front waistband over my dick and continued to pull them down past my thighs and knees, finally lifting herself off the couch so that she could remove my pants entirely.

A sudden noise upstairs - sounded like it was right at the top of the stairs - interrupted us. She stopped instantly and grabbed the blanket to cover herself up. I started fumbling for my pajama pants to get them back on, trying to button my top at the same time, which was impossible but I had to try - getting caught by a family member was not an option. Frantically, we listened for any other sounds as we tried to get ourselves organized and put back together, but didn't hear anything. Minutes went by, our breathing lessened, and it seemed, fortunately, not to be anything more than the house creaking, or someone maybe dropping something off a bed that they'd left on it inadvertently before they'd fallen asleep. Try as we might, we didn't hear anything more.

Trusting that all was fine, we got back into our previous position - her kneeling between my legs, my pajama top unbuttoned, and pajamas removed but remaining on one foot just in case they needed to be found and pulled on again. Through it all, I'd remained hard, and remained hopeful that the noise would be proven to be nothing to worry about. I was glad I was right.

So now, there I was, in all my hardness, staring right at her beautiful face, and her with a grin as if she was looking at an ice cream sundae, or like she'd just gotten a cotton candy at the fair. I realized then and there that the hunger of a woman is the same no matter what the age - and Marie was clearly hungry. She moved her mouth instantly to my dick, licking the sides up and down, up and down, like she would a lollipop. She placed her lips gently over my head, widening her mouth so she could fit it all, and kissed and sucked it gently. Meantime, in her licking she had expertly left a lot of saliva on the sides, and she grasped him with both hands and began stroking, slowly at first, and then started moaning as she was kissing and sucking my head, which added vibrations to what she was doing, and had me arching my back and thrusting my hips upward, hoping she would take him completely in her mouth.

As if she knew exactly what I wanted, as if she was reading my mind (or maybe she was just properly interpreting my body language?), in one move she devoured my entire dick into her mouth, until I could feel my head reach the back of her throat.

"Oh my goooooood," I was able to utter quietly, remembering that there were people sleeping upstairs, people who would not take kindly to what was happening between me and my young niece. On the couch. At Christmas. But I couldn't help myself, and nor could I believe how good it felt. If she kept this up, the best blowjob of my life likely wouldn't last for much longer.

Again, she read my mind, slowly pulling her lips back up and resuming her kissing of the head, and the licking of the sides. As one hand continued to stroke me, sliding easily thanks to her saliva, her other hand began to rub all the parts of my body she could reach. It traveled up to my chest, lightly pinching my nipples, and then traveled down to my stomach, then continued down to caress and knead my balls - another something that most women her age typically didn't know, the balls are electric - I was beginning to think that maybe Marie did in fact know more than I'd given her credit for.

After playing with my balls for a few minutes, her hands then stroked my thighs again, going as far down as my knees before climbing back up again. This time, as she took my dick in her mouth again and began to slowly suck him, sliding down inch by inch and then sliding back up to mimic the motion of fucking, when her hand came back to my balls, she didn't caress them, instead she left her hand just below my balls for a minute, and then began slowly sliding it downward, her fingers almost tickling the skin just above my asshole.

"No way," I thought to myself as I uttered a low moan, which I hoped she would take as encouraging, "No way is she doing that." And when she pulled her hand away before she got there, I knew I'd been right, and that at some point later I'd be giving her a lesson on how to give a proper blowjob.

But I was wrong. I sensed rather than saw that the hand she'd pulled away went straight up to her mouth - she released the head of my cock long enough to slide her index finger into her mouth to get some saliva on it, and then as she took my head back into her mouth, she brought her finger back down, down, down and placed it right at the entrance to my ass, pushing gently but not yet penetrating.

"Ohhhhhh yessssss," I stammered, barely able to breathe, and as the vibrating her lips on my dick continued with her moans, in one movement she both took me all the way into her mouth and slid the tip of her lubed finger into my ass.

I bucked. I couldn't help it. My hips came right up off the couch, and I'm sortof embarrassed to say that I think my dick went farther into her mouth than she was prepared to take at that moment, but she handled it like a pro, and began sucking and sliding faster and faster as her finger probed deeper and deeper.

Here I was thinking I'd be the expert, and that this would be a mediocre blowjob (aw who am I kidding, there's no such thing as a mediocre blowjob, amirite?), and that she'd finish and I'd pat her on the head and say, "That felt so good," knowing that it in the grand scheme of all the blowjobs I'd received over the years, it had been somewhere in the middle.

But now, my twenty-year-old niece was proving to me why the YouTube generation is going to take over the world - not only had she watched a lot of blowjobs being given, but she'd read about it, probably watched tutorials or listened to podcasts - and she was actually giving me the blowjob of my life. Her sucking continued, and her mouth was moving up and down, faster and faster. Her finger was all the way inside my asshole. I was thrusting my hips upward, and as I got closer, put my hands on top of her head to ensure she didn't remove him again.

Lips stroking, mouth sucking, finger probing, voice moaning, tongue vibrating, I knew I couldn't last much longer.

"About to come," I breathed quietly and urgently, giving her a chance to release him so I could come on my stomach if she preferred. But again I underestimated her - her voice uttered a loud moan and her pace picked up even further, and within seconds I said, "Coming," and her mouth went all the way down, as I felt myself shoot my come into her throat. She emitted a slight gag but didn't release him, she stayed locked on as I finished coming and then as she felt my breathing settle and as I eased my hands off the top of her head, she slowly pulled her mouth up and off my dick, and slid her finger out of my ass, and then grabbed the blanket to pull it over her as she came up to lay her head on my shoulder and I put my arm around her.

I lay there trying to get my breath back, stunned at what had just happened, amazed at how talented this young woman was, shocked that I could have been so wrong about that, but oh so glad that she'd blessed me with the incredible gift she'd just given. I turned my head to the side and kissed her warm soft lips, tasting my own juice as I did. "Well well well," I said, "It seems youth isn't entirely wasted on the young. I for one appreciate the fact that you've used technology to increase your knowledge and your expertise in certain areas, and I stand corrected - that was unquestionably one of the best blowjobs I've ever had in my life."

Marie smiled and returned the kiss, and said, "Thank you, Mark, You know, I've been watching a lot of other videos too, not just blowjobs..."

And as I opened my eyes to smile at her and ask her about the other videos, I was startled to see, across the room at the bottom of the stairs, a shape, the form of a person, quietly sitting and watching. My breath caught. I knew I was sunk. Dead. I'd be excommunicated from the family, my life flashed in front of my eyes. There would be no more family vacations for me.

But as the form stood up, I heard a voice I recognized and as she stepped into the light and walked toward us, I saw a smile on the gorgeous face of my niece Jenny, as she said, "That looked amazing. I'm only sorry that I couldn't participate and enjoy doing what my sister just did, but I just enjoyed watching too much. Well, watching and also playing with myself - I kinda couldn't help it I just got so turned on!"

Marie, stunned, looked at her older step-sister and said, "Wait, what? You enjoyed watching? And you were playing with yourself while you did? You mean we're not in trouble??"

Jenny smiled wickedly as she sat down on the couch next to us, and said, "Young lady, you're only in trouble if you tell anyone what the three of are going to do these next few days," and with that, she held her fingers up to my nose, allowing me to smell the juices of her delicious pussy that had come from her touching herself while watching us, and then she placed them gently on my lips, inviting me to take them into my mouth.

Which I did - who wouldn't have? - but she didn't leave them in for long, and no sooner had she removed them from her own mouth than she did the same thing to her sister, and I watched as Marie's eyes got wide as Jenny pushed her fingers between her step-sister's lips.

"Holy fuck," I thought to myself, "What have I gotten myself into?" I couldn't believe this was happening, couldn't believe these girls were quite literally coming out of their shells, and I was the beneficiary.

And with that, Jenny said to her sister, "I'm impressed with your moves, Marie. And I'm kinda curious now to see some of those videos you were talking about. Maybe we can watch them together, and then teach each other a few things, I mean, assuming Uncle Mark here doesn't mind being our subject...?"

And I closed my eyes, smiling, not believing my luck, not aware of what the next few days would hold, but completely ready to embrace them whatever happened...