Chapter 3
"And what brings my favorite niece to my office?" he asked.
"Was just in the neighborhood and thought I'd drop in on my favorite uncle."
He looked her over, "No, something's bothering you, young lady. I can tell."
"How?" Ginger Ryan gulped.
Her mother's brother chuckled. "The way you keep crossing and uncrossing your legs for one thing. You're usually so prim and proper."
Realizing that she was indeed doing this, Ginger self-consciously blushed. Drawing her knees tightly together now, she tugged down the straying hem of her skirt.
"So out with it," Jim prompted her. "Are you here because I'm your uncle or because I'm your doctor?"
"Both," Ginger sighed. "You're really the only one I can talk to about something like this. It'd just cause trouble at home if I told my folks. And, besides, there are a few things maybe I need to know that a doctor ought to be able to tell me ... about, well, uh, boys."
"Fire away, sweetheart," Jim replied understandingly. "Anything you say will stay right here in this office."
"It-it's my brother Larry," Ginger stammered. "I saw him doing something to himself that ... that I don't really understand."
Jim raised an eyebrow. After his session with her mother concerning Larry, he had a pretty good idea why Ginger was here. That boy, he thought, really ought to try locking-his door.
"Was your brother, by any chance," Jim said delicately, "putting his hands on himself?"
"Down-there," Ginger panted. "I mean be must have been fooling with it because when I saw him, his thing was so hard."
She paused to gulp in some air.
"I never knew they got so big!" she then blurted out. "Uncle Jim, are all boys like that?"
"When they're excited they are," Jim patiently explained. "Boys, Ginger, and men like me, we wouldn't be normal if we didn't get them. Do you know what they're called, sweetheart?"
"I don't even want to think about it," Ginger weakly claimed.
"Yes, you do, or you wouldn't be here asking all these questions," Jim firmly stated. "And, believe me, it's just as normal for you to be interested, in them as it is for us to get them."
"S-so what'd you say they're called then?" Ginger muttered.
"I didn't. But I will now," Jim said to his squirming niece, who was nervously crossing and uncrossing her legs again. "What Larry had on was a hard-on, sweetheart. Why don't you say it yourself??
"L-Larry had a ... hard-on," Ginger whispered, warily testing out the new term.
"Yes, his cock was hard," Jim continued. "Say that now, princess."
"His cock was hard," Ginger repeated, her girlish voice taking on an almost dreamy quality as she recalled the sight of her brother's throbbing prick. "His big, hard cock."
Jim nodded to her that she was doing just fine. But what he didn't tell her was that his own cock was now just about as hard as her brother's must have been. For, as Ginger fidgeted, Jim could glimpse the yellow ribbon of her panties up her rumpled skirt.
"Say it some more so you'll feel comfortable about it," he coaxed.
"Big, hard cock," Ginger breathed. "Big, hard-cock. His cock was so big and hard."
And now Jim couldn't resist asking, "Does it make you hot, sweetheart? When you think about a big, hard cock does it do something special between your own legs?"
Ginger blushed again but confessed, "Yes, uncle Jim ... I think it does."
Jim couldn't hold his mounting boldness in check. "That's your cunt, Ginger. Your cunt telling you that you're becoming a woman now. The same way a boy's bard cock lets him know he's a man. Your cunt is getting wet and sticky now, isn't it? You can feel it leaking all the way through your pretty, little yellow panties."
"How," Ginger choked, "do you know what color my panties are, Uncle Jim?"
"I warned you," he chuckled, "about crossing and uncrossing your legs so much."
Ginger swallowed hard, then got the courage to ask, "Uncle Jim ... would looking up my skirt at my panties ever make your ... cock ... hard?"
"It already has," he told her.
"I-I don't believe it."
"See for yourself, sweetheart."
That said, Jim stood up from behind his desk. He wore a doctor's white coat and when he opened it the telltale bulge at his crotch left little to his niece's imagination.
"Convinced now?" he asked. "Or-do you want to see even more?"
"C-could you?" Ginger anxiously asked. "Take it out of your pants, Uncle Jim? So I'll know if your cock's as big as Larry's was?"
"Why don't you take it out yourself, darling?" Jim suggested, walking around the desk to stand before his trembling niece.
"I-I have to find out," Ginger murmured to herself.
Then, biting her lower-lip, she reached for her uncle's zipper and slowly pulled it down. His jam-packed shorts spilled forth, their taut fabric clinging to his rigid prick and fat balls.
"Go ahead, take it out," Jim huskily persuaded. "Let me show you how big and bard my cock is for you, Ginger. It's nothing for either of us to be ashamed of. You're a very pretty girl and. I'm only human."
Ginger braced herself, then hooked a finger under the elastic and pulled it aside. The result made her gasp out loud. There were ten inches of throbbing cock, with the throbbing head practically right under her nose.
"Well?" Jim asked.
"It's even bigger than my brother's cock!" Ginger declared.
"And is there anything special you'd like to do to your favorite uncle's big, hard cock?"
"I—I dunno. I'm so mixed up!"
"Just do what comes naturally, Ginger."
So, then, for several seconds, the emotionally reeling girl stared directly at the chunky knob of her uncle's waiting prick. During this time she automatically began licking her lips.
Jim easily read her mind. "That's right, sweetheart, you know you want to. Put it in your mouth and suck it. Suck my big, hard cock."
"No ... I'd never do something like that!" Clinger protested.
But it was the opposite of her actual actions. For no sooner had she said she couldn't do it than her quivering lips were abruptly closing around Jim's cock head.
"That's the way. Now suck as much of it as you can, darling. I'll bet if you really try you can swallow my whole cock. Not very many girls can do that on their first blow-job but something tells me you're very special."
Ginger blinked and gulped. Then she did both again and kept it up until her lips had slurped down the entire shaft to clasp the very root of her uncle's hard-on.
"Very, very good! That's the tough part, the rest is easy. Just relax and enjoy yourself."
Then Jim took his niece's angelic face in his hands and began to guide her suction. When his hips started rolling she was no longer simply sucking his cock. It was a lot more like be was tucking her in the mouth.
"Now," he soon said, "I'll tell you when I'm going to come, honey. That way you won't have to swallow it if you don't want to. But something tells me that a girl like you won't be satisfied unless she drinks every bit of cum from the first cock that she's ever tasted."
Ginger responded by boldly squeezing her uncle's hairy balls to prime his supply of jizz. She was learning fast. Not only was she thirsty for Jim's jizz, she wanted it as rapidly as she could coax it from his cock.
"Mmmmm, you work quick," Jim sighed with approval. "Well, little girl, here it is. You've got it!"
He bucked his crotch against her pushing face. She gave his balls an impatient tug. And that's when his deep-throated prick exploded with a torrent of scalding cream.
"Oh, yeah, baby, drink it down!" Jim urged. "Drink my cum as fast as my cock shoots it in your mouth."
Ginger did exactly as her uncle requested. Almost every drop of his jizz was consumed, and that which wasn't glistened on her lips when she finally released Jim's thoroughly drained prick and stickily grinned with pride at what she'd done.
"Mmmmm," Ginger gurgled, "that was the sweetest thing I've ever tasted! Uncle Jim, I'll suck your big, hard cock any time you'll let me."
"But now it's my turn to do something to you. If you can suck me, it wouldn't be fair if I didn't suck you back."
"My c-cunt?" Ginger bubbled excitedly.
"If you'll let me."
"Will I! Just--watch me, Uncle Jim!"
After giving her first blow-job; Ginger had turned into a different girl. Suddenly he'd hopped up on her uncle's desk, using it like a bed. Up went her skirt and down came her panties. When she spread her long legs to be sucked, her bare cunt was like her horny uncle's idea of heaven on earth.
Jim bad been expecting it to be a typical young girl's pussy. But it was a startling surprise. Every other part of his niece's body was so delicate. However, her exposed cunt turned out to be wildly hairy. Her bush curled in a wispy trail all the way up to her belly button and he could plainly see how it grew down below all the way into the crack of her ass.
"Do you like it Uncle Jim?" Ginger hopefully asked. "Like my cunt?"
She saw that he did. Jim drooled. He was thinking that she was like a child and a woman rolled into one. He'd never wanted to eat any woman out as much as he did his niece.
"It's the most beautiful pussy I've ever seen. I'd rather suck your emit, darling, than fuck most of them I've looked at."
"Then do it, Uncle Jim, do it!" Ginger cried. "Make my cunt come in your mouth the way your cock came in mine!"
Jim knelt beside the desk, greedily going down on his niece at the edge as her legs hooked over his shoulders. The first thing he did was to take as much of that lush bush in his mouth as he could get and slurp until the curl was gone, tugging at the roots of Ginger's pussy hair.
"Wow, it's fantastic!" Ginger gusted. "Can feel it in my soul and you've just started!"
She climaxed at once. And there was her uncle's mouth to seal her oozing cunt. Then, when he wriggled his long tongue up her juicy gash, she came even harder, grinding her hips in Jim's face while her pussy muscles spasmed.
"Ooooh, Uncle Jim," Ginger then moaned, "is your tongue in my cunt anything like what it'd feel like if it was your cock?"
Jim abruptly bobbed up from between her legs, making intense eye-contact as be wordlessly asked his niece if she meant what he thought she meant.
"Yes, Uncle Jim, yes!" Ginger sighed loudly. "I'm ready for more than just your tongue in my cunt. Ready for my cunt full of your big, hard cock! Ready to lose my cherry! Yes, Uncle Jim, I'm soooo ready for you to be the first one to fuck me ... fuck me ... fuck me! Please fuck me now!"
Jim stood up at the edge of the desk on which his begging niece lay with her virginal pussy beckoning his incestuous cock. He had seen countless females of all ages with their legs spread during his medical career, but no cunt had ever seemed more perfect to him than Ginger's. The only one that even compared to it was her mother's.
"Baby," Jim said sincerely to his Sister's daughter, "saving someone's life wouldn't make me half as proud as taking your sweet, young cherry."
"And the sweetest thing anybody'll ever say to me," Ginger swooned. "Now make it happen for both of us, Uncle Jim!"
"Might hurt some the first time," Jim warned, tracing the pink groove of his niece's anxious pussy from her clit down to her hairy, little asshole.
"Then I know it'll hurt better than anything I've ever felt before," Ginger said. "Fuck my cherry pussy bloody, Uncle Jim!"
"I'll do my best," Jim promised. "Hold on, baby."
His huge cock then surged into his niece's teenaged pussy. Ginger wildly pushed back, eager to get as much hard-on in her cunt as quickly and deeply as she could. About six inches of Jim's full ten penetrated and Ginger began to wonder if she was getting more than she'd bargained for.
"Arrrggghhh!" she yelped in obvious pain. "Didn't know it'd hurt this much!"
"We've got plenty of time, sweetheart," her concerned uncle said. "Let me just pull out, then put my cock back in your pussy a little slower. I can take it easy on you."
In reply, Ginger yelped again. "Don't you dare take it easy on me, Uncle Jim! I want my cherry broken as fast as you can fuck my cunt bloody. I don't care how much it hurts. Don't care if it kills me!"
When Jim hesitated, Ginger recklessly moved on her own. Scissoring her slender legs around his waist, she showed astonishing strength as she impatiently pulled his crotch toward hers. But Jim's prick refused to go into her stubborn cunt any farther.
"Your cherry's too tight to pop," Jim cautioned, wincing in pain as her pussy pinched his prick.
"But! can feel the head of your cock trying to break through," Ginger panted. "If we just keep the pressure on ... "
Her voice trailed off into a husky groan, her normally angelic features twisted with suffering. But the spunk teenager refused to back off from her goal of trying to shed her unwanted virginity as quickly as she could, regardless or the ordeal she put herself through.
"Damn, I'm going for it now!" she recovered her voice enough to boldly exclaim.
Those slender legs of hers were like a mantrap around her uncle. Their captive, Jim, had no choice but to let his niece have her way as he gasped for breath.
"I'm starting to lose it this very minute," Ginger gusted. "I know I am. It has to happen for me!"
At first Jim's cock continued to buckle after this fierce burst of erotic energy by his single minded niece. But then something gave at the depths of Ginger's pussy. Jim's cock straightened out and lurched in to the hilt. And, as it did, the wetness of sticky female warmth abruptly seeped around his buried hard-on.
"Ooooooh, this is ii!" Ginger celebrated. "My cherry's broken at last! My cunt's fucked sooo bloody! Reach down and feel how your big cock's fucked my cunt, Uncle Jim!"
Totally under her spell, Jim obeyed. At the same time, Ginger abruptly ripped open her blouse, revealing a bare set of delicately shaped tits which were capped by pulsating nipples.
"My titties are so small I don't need a bra," she giggled. "As small as my pussy is hairy."
"And just as beautiful," Jim sighed, gazing at the last of her naked charms.
"But now I want them nasty," Ginger shot back, sounding very low down and dirty. "Give me back your hand from my bloody pussy, Uncle Jim."
He offered it. She took it and guided the dripping fingers across her exquisitely girlish mounds, marking her small tits with slippery red trails that connected the pouting nipples.
"Mmmmm, now I feel so wonderfully dirty," Ginger then announced. "Dirty enough for you to finally finish the job on me, Uncle Jim. For you to give me the perfect ending to my first fuck with a cuntful of jizz from your big, hard cock. How about it, stud?"
"You got it, little girl," Jim readily agreed.
"But I'm not a little girl anymore," Ginger said teasingly. "Say it to me dirtier than that."
"How's this, then?" Jim replied. "You horny little bitch, you're getting more jizz from my big cock than even your hot cunt can hold!"
"Fan-fucking-tastic!" Ginger crowed, as far removed from her old virginal self as sin is from virtue. "Pump it into me, stud!"
After his niece's cherry bad broken, Jim's cock had temporarily stopped pumping in her bloodied pussy. But now it picked up the pace, beginning to surge back and forth in the slippery, yet tight cunt channel.
"Faster, faster!" Ginger urged, tugging Jim in the vise of her thighs to speed up the rhythm even more. "Fuck me faster!"
Jim's crotch slammed repeatedly into the crux of her loins and she pushed back and wiggled her ass with every brutal cock thrust. It was the kind of frantic action that no man's balls could fail to respond to. Jim's nuts ached from a rising tide of jizz that he knew had to erupt a lot sooner than later.
"Now!" Jim cried, the dam between his legs busting wide open while his ringing voice echoed in his office.
"God ... shit ... fuck!" Ginger cried even louder as the scalding flood of jizz swamped her thirsty cunt. "I feel like I'm drowning from the inside out from your hot cum, Uncle Jim! You were right, my pussy'll never be able to hold it all!"
Indeed, her bloated cunt was already leaking into the hairy split of her ass. Ginger put her uncle's hand down there and made him feel. He wound up finger-fucking her asshole by the time his prick had finished unloading a notch away, treating her to a final climax that dissolved into a fit of the giggles when she accidentally farted.
But then, cutting off her laughter, Ginger suddenly became very, very-serious. For, after all, a girl had just one cherry to surrender, and thus only a single opportunity to express the depths of her feelings about losing her virginity to her first man who fucked her. It was an extra-special moment that would live in Ginger's memory forever. It was almost as important as the fuck itself.
Ginger's words were starkly simple. "Thank you, Uncle Jim," she whispered from the depths of her soul. "Thank you for turning me into the real woman I never thought I'd be."