My Involuntary Obsession with My Young Nieces

It was a typical family Labor Day party, with everyone I loved in attendance. I was the lone bachelor, and my family had grown accustomed to my lack of romantic entanglements. We didn’t have much in common, and I’d long accepted that our relationships were shallow. However, as I watched my nieces frolic in their bathing suits, I found myself growing increasingly turned on. I’d always had a thing for younger women, and my nieces were no exception. Their budding bodies, still unformed but hinting at what was to come, left me panting. I forced myself to focus on the conversations around me, but my gaze kept drifting back to the girls.

The younger of the two, 14-year-old Samantha, was desperate for attention. Her mother was struggling with mental health issues, and her father had passed away in a car accident the year before. She’d grown up without the stability of a family, and it showed in her clingy behavior. Her thin frame was accentuated by her two-piece bathing suit, and her pert nipples were clearly visible beneath the fabric. Her tight little ass was a sight to behold, and I couldn’t help but feel a pang of desire.

The older of the two, 15-year-old Carrie, was a different story altogether. She was confident, smart, and had a certain air of superiority about her. Her body was soft and rounded, a stark contrast to her sister’s gaunt frame. Her breasts were full and firm, and her ass was perfectly rounded. She was a vision of loveliness, and I found myself drawn to her in a way I couldn’t quite explain.

As I grew tired of the teasing and the unfulfilled desires, I excused myself to check on some items in the shed. I crossed the yard, closed the door behind me, and looked out the dirty window to watch the girls playing. I worked my slowly hardening cock out of my shorts and stroked it, feeling a sense of relief wash over me. I fantasized about nubile young lips wrapping themselves around my shaft, and my hand moved faster and faster as I pictured Carrie’s face, her eyes closed in ecstasy as she sucked me off.

But my fantasy was short-lived, as I heard a noise and opened my eyes to see Carrie standing in the window, looking at me with a curious expression. I froze, my cock shrinking in my hand as I realized I’d been caught. I muttered a few choice words to myself, feeling a sense of panic wash over me. But to my surprise, Carrie simply smiled and walked into the shed, shutting the door behind her.

“Hi Carrie,” I said, trying to sound casual despite the fact that my heart was racing. “Listen, I think we can just keep this between ourselves, okay?” I knew she was too smart to believe me, and I decided to treat her like an adult, feeding her ego a little. “As long as you let me see what you were doing up close.”

She smiled and stepped up in front of me, looking down at my still-open shorts. “I want to watch you,” she said, her voice steady. I looked from her face to my cock, which was already hardening again. I figured, why not? I was already in hell; might as well enjoy the ride.

“Okay Carrie, you can watch me, but since you scared me so bad, I might need some help finishing,” I said, trying to sound nonchalant. She nodded and stepped closer, inspecting my crotch. I took the opportunity to re-evaluate her body, noticing the way her breathing picked up as she watched my hand move up and down my shaft.

Suddenly, I stood up and whispered, “Let’s move to the back of the shed. I don’t want anyone else to watch us.” I smiled and winked at her, feeling a sense of excitement wash over me. I ran my arm down her back, guiding her further back into the shed, my hand resting on the top of her ass. She felt warm and firm, and I couldn’t help but feel a pang of desire.

“Now what exactly do you want me to do for you, Carrie?” I asked, trying to sound casual despite the fact that my heart was racing. She looked up at me, her eyes sparkling with mischief. “I want to see what you were doing before,” she said, her voice steady.

“Well, if you’re old enough to watch, then you should be old enough to say what you want,” I said, trying to sound nonchalant. She smiled and nodded, taking a step closer to me. “I want you to beat off on your penis,” she said, her voice steady. I looked from her face to my cock, which was already hardening again.

“So you want to watch me jack off my cock?” I asked, trying to sound nonchalant. She nodded, and I pulled my cock up and completely out of my shorts. She seemed surprised at its size, but I just smiled and started stroking it, trying to play it cool.

As I stroked my cock, I reached over and touched the side of her waist, feeling a sense of excitement wash over me. She jumped and looked up at me, but I just smiled and pulled her closer, my hand resting on her ass. I could feel her skin growing hot through her bathing suit, and I knew she was turned on.

“Did I make a face while I licked it?” I asked, trying to sound nonchalant. “Go ahead and try it,” I said, holding out my finger coated with pre-cum. She leaned forward quickly and licked it off, and I felt my cock jump in response.

“See…and you thought you knew it all,” I said, smiling at her. “Why did my cock jump like that when you tasted it?” I asked, trying to sound nonchalant. “Your tongue felt good on my finger,” I said, offering her my finger to run along. “Go ahead and suck on it for a moment,” I said, feeling a sense of excitement wash over me.

“What does it taste like?” she asked, looking up at me with a curious expression. “It’s sweet,” I said, smiling at her. “Go ahead and try it,” I said, holding out my finger again. She leaned forward, and I felt a sense of excitement wash over me as she sucked on my finger, her tongue moving slowly back and forth.

Carey’s eyes widened, her face inches away from my finger as she hesitated, unsure if she should go through with it. She glanced up at me, her expression a mix of curiosity and apprehension, before her gaze dropped back down to my finger. With a subtle nod, she leaned in, her tongue darting out to lick the tip of my finger.

My cock twitched, reacting to the touch of her tongue, and I rubbed her ass cheek, enjoying the sight of her watching me, her eyes fixed on my erection. She continued to suck my finger, her movements gentle at first, but growing more confident with each passing moment.

“Did I make that come out?” she asked, taking a break from sucking on my finger, her voice barely above a whisper.

“Yeah, that’s all yours,” I replied, smiling up at her, and she looked from my face to my cock, her eyes searching for any sign of deception.

“Go ahead… you can taste that one since it’s hot and fresh,” I added, and she waited for a moment, assuming I’d get it for her.

“Go ahead and rub it on your finger,” I said, and she reached out with a trembling hand, barely touching the head of my cock before scooping up the drop of pre-cum.

My cock jumped at the touch of her finger, and I felt the need to cool down for a moment as she looked at the end of her own finger before sucking it dry.

She stood there for a little while, catching her breath, and I let my hand rest on her ass cheek, working the elastic bottom off the cheek in my hand. I felt her flushed, warm flesh in my palm, and she made no move to change my contact.

“Carrie… you want to touch it… don’t you?” I asked, looking up at her, and she looked at me, a little surprised, not seeing it as the next step in our game.

“Okay,” was all she said, and I smiled, pulling her over so she could sit on my stomach with her legs hanging over the couch side.

She sat obediently, and I reached over her lap, taking her small hand and moving it to the head of my cock. “Now hold it loosely… and stroke it like I was a few minutes ago,” I instructed, and she slowly touched it with one hand.

“It’s so soft and hard at the same time,” she whispered, her touch gentle but growing more confident as she began to play with it.

I waited for her to become more absorbed in the game, my hand on her waist, stroking her in time with her movements. As she started stroking with her second hand, I ran my fingertip across her nipple, feeling her ass cheeks tighten, but she kept her eyes on my cock.

I continued to gain confidence, and soon I was fully massaging her breast, my hands working her pointy cones, which had grown stiff under my touch. I pulled the bathing suit top to one side, exposing her breasts and nipples, which were red and long.

Her small areola was a light tan color, and I could feel her body trembling as I worked her breasts. I looked up at her, my eyes meeting hers, and she seemed lost in the moment, her hands still working my cock.

As she started stroking with both hands, I stopped my handy work, calling out to her. “Carrie, stop for a minute,” I said, and she stopped suddenly, looking at me, wanting to know what was wrong.

“Let’s get more comfortable. This is starting to get hard… uh… difficult,” I said, smiling, and she giggled at the pun. “Stand up,” I added, and she stood up, and I got her to kneel on the couch just above my head and face down towards my feet, which were lying across the far armrest.

Her knees touched my face on either side, and I knew from here it was only a matter of time before I’d be staring up into her puffy slit and taking a taste of that virginal access.

“Now you can lean over and use both hands without putting all your weight on me,” I told her, and she had to stretch out some to make it work, but soon her lovely bare breast was hanging perfectly into my mouth.

As she started to lean over, I told her to wait, and I pulled her arms down along her sides, reaching up to slide the straps off her suit and down her shoulders. She wavered at first, but I simply smiled and kept unrolling her suit down to her waist, exposing both beautiful breasts into my view.

“This will be much nicer,” I said, pulling her downwards, and she reached for my still-hard cock, returning to her previous actions. I looked up directly at her stiff nipple breast, reaching up to place my arm on her smooth back.

I ran it up and down her spine, working her suit further down, and soon I put a little pressure onto her shoulders, pulled slightly on her bare ass, and a puffy mound lowered itself to my mouth.

She moaned softly as my tongue and suction went back to working on her breast, and I could feel her body trembling. After a few minutes, I switched to her other mound, concentrating on her, and soon she was rocking back and forth on her knees.

I could see her rubbing her thighs together, trying to put out the fire in her pussy, and I knew she was now a fully aroused teen.

As I looked up over her ass crack, I watched her ass flexed in rhythm to my oral stimulation, and I could hear Tammie whispering and her hands trading my cock back and forth.

Her hot breath was blowing across my thighs, and I was rocking myself with my own ass cheeks, wanting some serious relief. I heard Tammie say, “Watch this… I saw mom doing this to Daddy.”

I jumped as I felt a familiar wetness close over the head of my cock, and her mouth was hot and clinging, as I thrust upwards. Luckily, Tammie’s weight kept me from choking her lovely cousin with my long shaft.

I moaned aloud, and I heard Carrie make a noise indicating how nasty she thought that was. She heard my moan and sat up a little to look down at me, and I looked not at her but at Tammie, who was smiling around my cockhead with her eyes twinkling at me.

I smiled broadly back and reached out to her long blonde hair, stroking it gently. Carrie watched, seemingly getting jealous, and she leaned back over, pushing my hand away from Tammie.

“I can do that,” she said, and I felt cool air for a moment as Tammie was pulled away from her cock sucking, and I felt Carrie swallowing my cock, just like her younger cousin.

This was maddening, and I needed something to get my mind off the pleasure I was receiving. I looked up at Carrie’s single mound, and she had slid further down while giving me head.

I reached up, grabbing the sides of her suit, and pulled it in one swift motion downwards. I then placed my hand on her ass and pulled her forwards and downwards, and this had a dual effect, first my cock went a little further down her throat, and her knees split apart alongside my head, bringing her slit into contact with my probing tongue.

She jumped in surprise, taking her sucking mouth away from my cock, but that was soon dealt with as Tammie claimed her prize. Carrie tried to sit up, but that merely forced her labia lips open against my own.

I found her clit at the top of her cleft and flicked it a few times. I think she was about to object, but her words didn’t make any sense as they came out. In fact, she more or less moaned, sighed, and talked all at once.

I used one hand to massage her ass cheeks and kept her pussy positioned over my mouth. She tasted sweet, and her juices flowed into me as I licked along her damp pussy.

She started to rotate her hips slowly in a circle, and I could see and feel her wispy pubic hair, a light blonde dusting of sexuality across her mound.

I looked up over her ass crack and watched her ass flexed in rhythm to my oral stimulation, and I could hear Tammie’s own oral stimulation slowing to a stop.

She was more interested in what Carrie was feeling, and I reached out with my free hand and found her butt again. I tried in vain for a few moments to pull down her hip-huggers but couldn’t.

I felt her reach a hand back and help me work the panty bottoms off, and she even pulled both legs out, tossing them aside.

The younger cousin was now buck naked, and she backed herself up to my hand, shaking her ass against it. I reached under her ass from behind and started to feel along her quivering mound.

She was wet, and she spread her legs to allow me even fuller access. Soon I had her clit rubbing against one finger and another probing along her slit. She immediately picked up on her sucking, and soon I was ready to explode.

Carrie was moaning

As I stood before them, the air was charged with anticipation. I instructed them to sit next to each other on the couch, my voice steady despite the turmoil within me. Tammie and Carrie exchanged a glance, their eyes sparkling with a mix of excitement and trepidation. I took a deep breath, my heart pounding in my chest.

“Open your mouths,” I urged, my voice rising in urgency. They parted their lips, and I unleashed a fountain of white juice onto their upturned faces. The first drops landed on Tammie’s skin, and then I shifted my aim, coating Carrie’s face in the same sticky liquid. Long, stringy jets landed in Tammie’s hair, and I continued to crisscross their breasts with the semen, coating them in a glistening layer.

“Swallow my load, you two!” I ordered, my voice growing more insistent. They hesitated for a moment before complying, their faces scrunched in distaste. I watched as they gulped down the semen, their bodies tense with a mix of revulsion and curiosity.

As the spout began to dribble, I knelt down in front of them, my eyes scanning their glistening bodies. I chuckled to myself, a sense of satisfaction washing over me. The girls looked at each other, their faces alight with a mix of shock and wonder.

“Uncle Mike, are you okay?” Carrie asked, her voice barely above a whisper. I smiled, feeling a sense of contentment wash over me.

“I’m more than okay,” I replied, my voice dripping with satisfaction. “That was incredible.” I leaned back, surveying the aftermath of our encounter. Both girls were now naked, their bodies glistening with the remnants of my semen.

Tammie pulled her hand away from my deflating cock, a look of distaste on her face. “It’s all sticky,” she muttered, her fingers coated with the semen. Carrie reached out, her eyes locked on Tammie’s fingers.

“It’s okay, Tammie,” I reassured her. “Most girls keep a guy’s cock in their mouth and swallow it when they suck them off. But it’s okay if you didn’t. It takes some getting used to.” Tammie sniffed the semen, her face scrunched in distaste.

“Isn’t that where you pee at? Doesn’t it taste nasty?” she asked, her voice laced with disgust. I smiled, knowing that this was a crucial moment in their education.

“No, it doesn’t,” I replied, my voice firm. “And Carrie here can attest to that.” Carrie nodded, her eyes locked on Tammie’s face.

“I tasted some before, Uncle Mike’s pre-cum,” she reminded Tammie. Tammie’s eyes widened in surprise, and I saw a spark of curiosity ignite within her.

“Then taste it again,” Tammie shot back, her voice daring Carrie to take the challenge. I smiled, knowing that this was exactly what I had been hoping for. My cock began to stir in Tammie’s warm hand, and I knew that this was just the beginning of a very interesting evening.

“Now, girls, let’s get down to business,” I said, my voice low and husky. I directed them to kneel in front of me, their faces locked on my chest. I guided Carrie’s mouth to my semen, and she took a tentative lick. I reached around her back, my finger slipping into her slit as she worked her way down my chest.

Tammie watched, her eyes locked on Carrie’s face, as she took another lick. I continued to work my finger into Carrie’s slit, her body responding to my touch. As she cleaned around my pubic hair, my cock began to harden once more.

“Well, that’s it,” Carrie announced, her voice husky from her efforts. I smiled, knowing that this was just the beginning.

“Not really,” I replied, my eyes locked on Tammie’s hand. “I think she’s got some on her hand there.” I reached out, guiding Tammie’s hand to Carrie’s mouth. “Remember what we did before,” I hinted, my voice low and husky.

Carrie smiled, her eyes locked on Tammie’s face. She started to lick and suck on Tammie’s finger, and I reached around, guiding Tammie’s hand into Carrie’s slit. We worked in tandem, our hands moving in a slow, sensual rhythm.

As they kissed, I guided Tammie’s finger into Carrie’s slit, her body responding to the touch. I leaned back, my eyes locked on their faces, as they worked together, their bodies entwined in a sensual dance.

Finally, I pulled Tammie’s hand away, and Carrie broke the kiss, her eyes locked on mine. “Carrie, I think she’s almost clean but she still has a spot on her cheek there,” I said, my voice low and husky.

Carrie leaned forward, her tongue darting out to lick the spot on Tammie’s cheek. “Now give her a kiss to thank her,” I urged, my voice gentle. Carrie leaned forward, her lips brushing against Tammie’s, and they shared a soft, gentle kiss.

I thumbed their clits, feeling their bodies respond to the touch. They stayed in contact, their lips locked in a gentle kiss, as I stroked their bodies, my hands moving in a slow, sensual rhythm.

Finally, they broke the kiss, and I pulled them apart, my eyes locked on their faces. “Now, Tammie, it’s your turn,” I said, my voice low and husky.

Tammie looked up at me, confused, and I smiled, knowing that this was the moment of truth.

“There’s none left,” she said, her voice barely above a whisper. I smiled, knowing that this was just a minor setback.

“Yes, there is,” I replied, my eyes locked on Carrie’s face. “A little left on Carrie, right here,” I said, my finger pointing to the strings of semen clinging to her chest.

Carrie smiled, her eyes locked on mine, as I guided Tammie’s hand to her breast. “Start at the top,” I urged, my voice low and husky.

Tammie leaned forward, her tongue darting out to lick the string of semen. I watched, my eyes locked on her face, as she worked her way down Carrie’s chest, her tongue leaving a trail of saliva in its wake.

As she cleaned Carrie’s chest, I reached out, guiding Tammie’s hand to my mouth. She licked out the semen, but I pulled my tongue into my mouth, and we shared a deep, sensual kiss. I guided her hand into Carrie’s slit, and she started to work her way in, her fingers moving in a slow, sensual rhythm.

We worked together, our hands moving in a slow, sensual dance, as Tammie cleaned Carrie’s slit. I watched, my eyes locked on their faces, as they worked together, their bodies entwined in a sensual dance.

Finally, I pulled Tammie’s hand away, and Carrie broke the kiss, her eyes locked on mine. “Carrie, do you want some too?” I asked, my voice low and husky.

She nodded, her eyes locked on Tammie’s face, as Tammie scooped up the last string of semen and rose up to Carrie’s mouth. I watched, my eyes locked on their faces, as they shared a deep, sensual kiss.

As they kissed, I guided Tammie’s hand into Carrie’s slit once more, and she started to work her way in, her fingers moving in a slow, sensual rhythm. We worked together, our hands moving in a slow, sensual dance, as Tammie cleaned Carrie’s slit.

When Carrie broke the kiss, she moved down, her tongue darting out to lick the string of semen clinging to Tammie’s belly button. I guided her hand into Tammie’s breast, and she started to lick and suck on her nipple, her tongue moving in a slow, sensual rhythm.

Tammie leaned back, her eyes closed, as I stroked her body, my hands moving in a slow, sensual rhythm. I watched, my eyes locked on their faces, as they worked together, their bodies entwined in a sensual dance.

Finally, I pulled Carrie away, and she sat up, her eyes locked on mine. I slid my cock under her ass, and she pushed back against me, her body responding to the touch. I started to fuck her, my cock moving in a slow, sensual rhythm.

As we moved together, I stroked her body, my hands moving in a slow, sensual rhythm. We worked together, our bodies entwined in a sensual dance, as I fucked her from behind.

Carrie pushed back against me, her body responding to the touch. I could feel her tightness, her body clenching around my cock. I knew that I was close to cumming, my body responding to the friction.

“I’m cumming again,” I announced, my voice