Watersports with My Niece Ch. 05

"Uncle Mikey," I heard the young girl's voice. "What are you doing in there?"

"There" was the outdoor shower at my cousin's house. The house he shared with his sexy brunette wife and his gorgeous daughters. What I was doing I definitely didn't want to be seen doing. While standing in the stall a minute before, I had noticed more than a few bikinis hanging up to dry. I didn't know which ones belonged to which woman, but I took a long look at them, and had to take a little sniff at each, to see if there was a fragrant clue.

Now Emma's sweet voice called out, "can you hang this up for me, Uncle Mike? Be careful with it, I just took it off." Then, in a soft sexy lilt, "It's kinda wet and stinky." Her hand reached over the wall, and her bikini dangled from a finger. That baby blue suit with little yellow sand dollars on it, high waisted and gathered to hug her sweet round ass. The tiny top which had encased her sweet titties as she sweated on the beach. I couldn't believe that her parents had let her wear such a skimpy suit.

All afternoon, behind dark sunglasses, I had watched that ass bounce up and down the beach in that bikini. Now it hung at my reach, and I couldn't stop myself from reaching for it. God, it was still warm, and so wet. Holding the little nylon scrap in my hands gave me an immediate erection. Folding it over I found the little white panel that had been up against Emma's sweet pussy all day. I inhaled deeply, and the sharp musk of her secretions cut to my core.

I heard her giggle, "'D'ya mind washing them out when you're done playing with 'em?" I saw her little feet beneath the shower wall, those cute little yellow-painted toenails. Then she was gone.

My mind's eye replayed our afternoon at the beach. She had played volleyball with a group of girls that afternoon, occasionally adjusting the bikini as it had ridden up between her thighs, pulling it free from her ass crack, once looking over her shoulder at me as she did, smiling at me sitting there with her parents and my wife. Her skin had glistened with sweat and I knew that the bikini had absorbed that and more.

I began to stroke myself as I remembered the scene.

Once she had run out to me as I lounged in an inner-tube style raft in the ocean, jumping and splashing through the waves, breasts jiggling, bikini bottoms sagging just a little below her sweet pussy. She had jumped on me, knocking me off the raft, and stood there, hands on hips, laughing at me, my face inches from her pussy as I floated in the shallow water.

I could clearly see the junction of her thighs, a tiny clump of soaked pubic hair hanging down beside the fabric. "Whatcha lookin' at?" she teased, then pulled them up tight against her camel toe. Her lips were clearly defined through the thin fabric. "Ooh, I bet you'd like to have my bikini panties, wouldn't you?"

Then came the expression that I craved, the concentration, the furrowed brow. She stared into my eyes as she teased, "but you're gonna want them sooo much more now. Ooh, I just have to pee so so bad..." And the golden flow began to seep through the bikini. At first it soaked the cloth, then began to dribble in all directions, running down her tan thighs. Soon the stream picked up force and a steady stream began to flow right through the bottoms.

I turned to the raft to escape, but she jumped on my back as we tumbled into it. I could feel the hot juices trickle down my back into my suit as we rolled over. We got untangled and sat facing each other, our legs and feet intertwined. "Emma, our family is right up there," I warned.

"So, are you telling me, like, I'm not allowed to pee anymore?" she pouted. "You don't like it when I pee on you?" She faked like she was going to cry, then laughed with delight.

I choked a little on that, "um, well.."

"Oh good," she smiled brightly, "'cause I still gotta pee some more. But I guess it would be better if I didn't pee in my bottoms." With that, she pulled the scrap aside and her pussy was exposed to the sunlight, and her uncle's gaze. That glorious little portal to heaven, framed by smooth pink labia and surrounded by her soaked brown bush.

Before I could say a word, she resumed her golden flow, now spraying my feet and puddling in the raft. My balls felt the warmth of it, and she nudged my hard cock with her foot. "Somebody's got a hard-on!" she said in a sing-song tone. "Would somebody like a little foot-job from his favorite niece?" I looked at her cute feet, the toenails all painted up in yellow. She followed my gaze, "You wanna cum on my toesies, Uncle Mike?"

Emma made a funny face for a moment, I didn't know what she was trying to do, but then she drooled a huge glob of saliva into her hand. She played with it, coating both palms, then another mouthful was added and then she reached down and smeared the mess all over her little feet.

I groaned, she was constant danger to me, but there was no denying her charming domination. She slid one foot up the loose leg of my suit, her slimy foot slipping along my thigh, and found my cock with her toes. She frowned in concentration as she maneuvered a little, then got her other foot up the same way in the opposite leg. Feeling me lurch with the contact, she smiled in triumph, and began to caress me, her gooey toes unbelievably nimble. As she slipped the head between her big toe and second, the other foot went to work on stroking below my balls. She pressed hard on the base of my cock, and it oozed some more lubrication for her toes to work with.

Her potty break had stopped, but her soaked pussy was still on display, and I began to stroke her furrow with my own toe. It was funny, really. The walls of the raft were high enough to hide our incestuous game, from the beach it looked like we were just floating and chatting, but my smoking hot little niece was torturing me in every way, "are you gonna cum soon Uncle Mike? My toesies are getting tired."

I slipped my big toe just inside her cleft, and Emma's eyes opened wide. "I never had a footie myself!" she gasped when I bumped it over her tiny clit. "Oh my god! Do that again!" I began to run all of my toes up and down now, strumming her clit, her mouth dropped open and her eyes closed. Her nipples hardened instantly. "Oh fuck, Uncle Mike. That is so awesome, keep doing that." Now her hips were jerking up and down as she concentrated the pressure on her sweet spot, and suddenly she tensed up and stared hard at me, "Oh sweet jesus I'm cumming Uncle Mikey!" Her pussy began to release another fluid now, slick and creamy. It coated my foot as she found her happy spot. Watching my niece orgasm in broad daylight, in view of her parents and sisters, was enough to release me as well, and I began to coat the inside of my suit and my niece's toes as I shot ropes of cum.

I hadn't thought to check what the family might be seeing, I hoped we were shielded, but after our climaxes had subsided, I took a peek. Nobody was even looking our way, as my niece played her toes around and around in my cum-filled shorts. I started laughing, with relief mostly, but before long she joined me.

As we finally climbed out of the raft, she snuck a hand down my shorts and squeezed up my shaft, and was rewarded with a dollop of cum. She casually licked it off of her hand, then showed me the puddle on her tongue. Swallowing it down, she sighed, "Mmm, sweet and salty. Just the way I like my man's cum. Are you my man, Uncle Mike?"

"All yours, baby."

Back in the present, I held the bikini to my nose as I sampled the small yellow stain in the very center of the panel, and was rewarded with what I can only describe as the heavenly odor of a young lady's vagina, sweet and salty, fresh yet a little funky. Emma had left me alone, the cool of the evening felt nice as I stood naked, my cock erect, in the ¾ wall shower.

I took another swimsuit off a peg, this one yellow with jumping dolphins across the back. It had either been washed clean or had been there long enough for the aroma to have faded, but the silky fabric felt good as I draped it across the engorged head of my cock. I began to lightly slide it up and down, just tickling the shaft, and my cock leapt in appreciation.

I had not been enjoying myself four more than a couple minutes when my second niece, Elizabeth, had interrupted me. "Uncle Mikey, if you're not too busy could you hand me my yellow bikini please?" I looked up at the suits on the wall but there was no yellow bikini remaining; that in my hand, absorbing the clear fluid which leaked from my cock was not Emma's, but the young redhead's. As I tried to wipe my pre-cum from the bikini bottoms, I noticed a few small red curly hairs. Hairs from my 18-year-old niece. Pubes from the thick red bush between her thighs. That did nothing to curb my erection.

For, although I was obsessed with her older sister, Elizabeth had not escaped my notice that afternoon. Red-headed and freckled, she had developed a voluptuous shape which she had inherited from her mother. Both had large round soft breasts with little nipples which seemingly never softened. Both also had thick pubic bushes, obvious in their little suits. But "Lizzy" had that soft round smooth teen ass.

I had really taken notice of her that afternoon when she had bent over in front of me to grab a soda from the cooler. In fact, after she had sat down, I asked her to grab me a beer, not so much because I was thirsty but more to see her round, smooth ass in action. She gave me an exasperated look and struggled out of her low beach chair to return to the cooler and bend over it, to my sincere appreciation. It became a running joke, where every time she sat down that afternoon, I asked her for another beer. She would giggle, roll her eyes, and struggle back out of the chair, her breasts threatening to escape the halter top. Her bottoms would shift, revealing a portion of white untanned flesh to me.

The game progressed. She began to walk with a pronounced wiggle across the sand in front of me. Every time she bent over, her bikini bottom rode down just enough to show a strip of virginal white flesh and maybe a few inches of her ass crack. Like her sister, she had also given me a teasing smile over her shoulder as she gave me her little show. I loved the smile, but my attention was really focused on the little red hairs peeking out from under her bikini bottoms.

Her mother seemed to have picked up on my little game after about the third time and chided her for showing her uncle her plumber's butt, but my cock, beneath a conveniently folded beach towel, appreciated it.

The last time we played the game nobody else was around, and Elizabeth really put on a show. Her suit rode down so far that I could see some soft red hairs climbing up the valley of her ass as it swayed back and forth. My mind's eye had no trouble removing the suit and I imagined the thick red bush hiding her little pussy, and the soft red fuzz covering her beautiful pale ass. I imagined what it might be like to peel her sweaty bikini bottoms off, bend her over, and lick that sweet ass like an ice cream cone. Delve deep between her cheeks and find her tiny starfish with my tongue.

"Don't look at my butt Uncle Mike," she whined, "It's too fat."

Although I had been appreciating her womanly charms, I still really treated her more as of a kid. So my response, which could have been something along the lines of, "I think it would fit perfectly in my lap," came out as, "you are in great shape honey, but you need to be careful showing that thing off to boys."

That brought me an even bigger smile and an appreciative wag of that sweet ass. Then, after looking around to make sure the coast was clear, she actually pulled her bikini down a few more inches. "You mean showing this? My big white bottom? Would boys like to look at my butt if it was naked, do you think?" Her voice got a sexy growl to it, "Do you like looking at it Uncle Mikey? I bet you'd like to see my whole bottom naked sometime, wouldn'tcha?"

She looked pointedly at my lap now, and quickly grabbed the towel laying across it, snatching it away. My suit was bulging with my hard-on.

Lizzie gasped, her eyes wide. "Wow, Uncle Mike! I guess you really would like to see my naked butt!"

She turned back around and moved her delicious rear closer to me. To my delight, I could see that the fur thickened just a little as it neared her cleft. As I drank in the smooth young body, her look turned sultry and she said with a thick voice, "Mommy might think I need a spanking for showing you my bottom, do you think you might want to spank me before she gets back?"

My niece backed her ass even closer to me now, her suit still pulled down, and I could clearly see her fiery bush through the side of her sagging bikini bottoms. Looking around to make sure the rest of the family was still far down the beach, she placed her ass inches from me as I sat in my low chair. I couldn't help myself from inhaling deeply, discerning a heady trace of her scent.

Now she played her power hand, pulling that little suit down past the swell of her ass, revealing almost all of it. It was as smooth as marble, unblemished and perfect. The soft red peach fuzz lightly covered her cheeks and thickened gradually as it traced its way down between her freckled thighs. And as my eyes followed that silky trail, the fur made a detour left and right, leaving her little pink butthole bare and prominent. I held my breath, afraid to move, unable to look away. My erection had moved up beyond the waistband of my bathing suit and lifted it away as the angry purple head peeked from below it. My heart hammered in my chest as I fought for control

Elizabeth smiled calmly. "Spank me, Uncle Mikey, I've been a bad girl." Looking at my hand covering the head of my protruding member, "Really, really bad. I think maybe a bare bottom spanking would be good for both of us. And maybe would you kiss it better for me?"

Just then the rest of our party appeared in the distance, and I smacked her ass to get her away from me. She turned so quickly that she fell on it, her thick red hair flying wildly and her feet spraying sand all over her. As she struggled to regain her feet, spitting sand from her rosy lips, her bottoms were far enough down her thighs that I saw almost her entire pussy between her spread legs, and it was breathtaking. A thick mat of fine red hair completely covered her opening, tapering off in all directions to a peachy fuzz, and just a glimpse of her smooth hairless labia visible through it in the direct sunlight. Her hair was stuck to her face, she was a mess of red hair and sand, and that pussy. Oh my god, I almost came.

Laughing, she got to her feet and pulled up her suit. She looked over her shoulder at her ass and pulled it down far enough to see my bright red handprint on her alabaster skin, "Oh, I'm gonna get you for this! I'm so gonna get you good."

The adults reached us shortly, and her mother gave me a suspicious look. "What's going on with you two?"

"Oh, your clumsy daughter was having a hard time walking and drinking a soda," I teased.

"Why you..." Elizabeth sputtered, and jumped on me, knocking me back and breaking the chair. I was flat on my back, my ass still on the seat of the chair as her soft body steamrolled me. Her fat breasts smothered my face and her right knee slid between my legs, leaving her thigh pressing on my rock-hard cock. Her momentum carried her across my body, and just for a second her legs spread around my face as her pussy grazed it. My chin caught the top of her bikini bottoms, so it was pulled down for an instant, and I felt that heavenly bush slide across my lips before they snapped back and she rolled away. It took about 2 seconds, but it felt like an hour to me, and I've relived it enough to make it days long.

Everybody was laughing like crazy. I rolled immediately, getting to my hands and knees, to hide my hard-on. Then I pretended that she'd racked me in the nuts, which brought even more laughter, but gave me an excuse to hold my groin and disguise my excitement.

Susie exclaimed, "Oh my god, Elizabeth, look what you've done to that chair!"

Her husband was almost breathless with laughter. "Forget the chair, look what you've done to your uncle's balls!"

If he only knew what she'd done to their neighbor.

Now I stood in the shower, holding Elizabeth's pre-cum streaked bikini bottoms as she waited for them just a few feet away. There was no way I was getting them clean, so to disguise my mess I dropped them into a puddle at my feet. Before I could pick them up, a small white freckled arm snaked in below the wall and scooped them up. A second later I heard Elizabeth, "Ooh, these are all gooey, Uncle Mikey. Yuk."

"Are you almost done in there? I'll just take a shower with them on and clean them out, I guess." The door to the changing area opened, startling me. Only a shower curtain separated me from my redheaded teen temptress. Below the curtain, I saw her feet do a little dance, and first her skirt, then her cotton panties, white with little balloons, appeared as they slid down her bare legs. That left her bottomless, feet away. My erection surged. Her hands appeared as I stood transfixed, holding the messy yellow bikini and she stepped into in and slid it up her legs. Now her pubic hair was in contact with the mess I'd left inside it.

"Wow, Uncle Mikey, these are really messy! Did something spill in my bikini?"

Then I saw her little fingers grasp the curtain as I stood there erect and naked, and I grabbed it to stop her from entering.

"What's the matter, Uncle Mikey?" she teased. "Don't you want to shower with me? Don't you want to help me wash my bottom?"

"I don't have my suit on, Lizzy. Give me a minute."

Her hand disappeared, but suddenly both of her hands lifted the curtain and I found myself staring into her bright blue eyes, a silly grin on her lips. But her expression quickly turned to wide-eyed surprise. My hard cock was directly in line between our faces.

"Oh my GOD Uncle Mike, your penis has a hard-on!" She stayed there, squatting down, transfixed by the sight as I tried to cover my erection with my hands.

It took a second before the spell was broken, and she dropped the curtain. I still saw her feet below it as she stood still. "Oops, I'm so sorry Uncle Mike, I was just kidding."

"It's ok, Lizzy, but you can't tell anybody."

"Oh, I know." There was a pause, but then the curtain did open, and there she stood in the yellow bikini bottoms and a tank top. Her soft pale body so perfectly proportioned. Her expression was contrite. Her plump lips so enticing. I quickly covered my angry member.

"Was that my fault?" she asked shyly. "Did I make your penis hard by teasing you?"

I nodded, "but it's nothing to be sorry for, honey. You're just a very sexy young lady. You need to be careful with your flirting, that's all, boys have very little control around beautiful girls."

She smiled, "you think I'm sexy?"

"Baby, I don't think. You're dynamite, and just as dangerous."

She stepped closer, "Is that why my bikini is messy? Is that from your penis?"

I blushed.

"Oh, it's ok. It makes me feel good that I can do that to you, like I'm sexy." She put her hands on my hips. "But I feel like I should, like, make you feel better?"

"Oh, I don't know Lizzy. You're still my sweet niece, remember?"

She stood up on her tiptoes and kissed me softly, then kissed my neck, running her tongue around in a circle.

She whispered, "I'm sweet, but I'm not a little girl anymore, Mike. Let me show you."

Her hands took my wrists and moved them from my cock and placed them behind her, cupping her ass. Now she was able to move up against me, and I felt her soft tummy envelope my erection.

I was unable to resist any of this, and she began to kiss me slowly and deeply. She tasted fresh and sweet, her lips so soft, her tongue probing my mouth.