Chapter 1
"Here he is now," Diane whispered as the car pulled into the driveway.
She looked over at Tina, her pretty younger cousin. Tina's green eyes reflected Diane's excitement. They were sleeping over at their Uncle Mark's house for the weekend. Both teenagers were hot for their good-looking uncle and they planned to seduce him before the weekend was over.
"I hear his key," Tina said.
Diane listened. Sure enough, the front door was opening. Uncle Mark was finally home!
"How do I look, Tina?" Diane asked nervously.
Tina regarded her older cousin. "You look beautiful, Diane," she said, smiling. "You always look beautiful."
Diane smiled, pleased by the compliment. She knew she was beautiful. Diane had dark, dreamy eyes and a generous mouth with full, soft lips. She had glossy, jet-black hair that hung past her shoulders, framing her pretty face. But most of all, Diane had tits, huge, swollen tits like ripe cantaloupes, tits that ached for the feel of her uncle's hands and mouth.
Diane examined herself in the mirror. She had taken care to look especially good tonight.
Mascara, eyeshadow and lipstick accentuated her striking features. Her orange satin nightgown hugged her voluptuous body, showing off her fabulous tits. She looked good enough to eat and, if Diane got her way, Uncle Mark would do just that before the night was over.
"Are you gonna watch, Tina?" Diane asked her cousin.
Tina nodded. "I wouldn't miss it for the world," she said. "I can't believe we're really going through with this."
Diane giggled. "Well, we've been talking about it for a year. I think it's time we stopped talking -- and started doing." "I'm gettin' wet just thinking about it," Tina murmured. She leaned back on the bed, rubbing her pussy lewdly. "You wanna lick my cunt a little to get warmed up?"
Diane stared at her cousin. Tina looked so sexy tonight. She was wearing a pink, lace-trimmed camisole with matching panties. Her waist-length hair was light brown with reddish highlights and it flowed down over her slim, budding figure like a shimmering curtain.
Diane knew from experience how soft and firm her cousin's little titties felt and how delicious the girl's pouting pussy tasted. She was tempted to take Tina up on her offer.
But then she decided against it -- for now. "We can get it on later, honey," Diane told her.
"Who knows when we'll get a chance like this again?"
Tina was disappointed, but she understood. The cousins had waited a long time for this opportunity. Their parents were away for the weekend and Uncle Mark was babysitting them. They couldn't blow it now.
Everything was perfect. The housekeeper was gone, leaving them alone in the big house with their uncle. It was after ten o'clock and Uncle Mark was just getting home from his construction company. He would be tired and off-guard, ripe for the seduction his nieces had planned.
Tonight, after months of scheming, Diane and Tina had a golden opportunity to make it with their handsome uncle.
Tina got up and tip-toed to the door. She opened it a crack and listened.
"I think he's in the den, Diane," she whispered.
Diane joined her at the door of the guest bedroom. She could hear the TV going in the den, the volume turned down low. Uncle Mark was probably too wound up from work to go right to bed. Other than the television and the muffled sounds of the girls' breathing, the big house was quiet and still.
The time had come to seduce Uncle Mark.
"Wish me luck, Tina," Diane whispered.
Tina's arms went around her cousin's neck.
"Good luck, baby!" she said softly, drawing Diane's head down.
The lovely cousins shared a deep, lingering kiss. Their tongues passed smoothly from mouth to mouth, tasting each other hungrily. They were as hot for one another as they were for their uncle.
Diane tore herself away from Tina. She walked down the long hallway to the den, her heart pounding. The room was lit only by the glow of the color TV screen. Uncle Mark was sprawled on a sofa, watching a late-night news program.
He looked up sharply as Diane entered. "Hello," he said, startled by her sudden appearance.
Diane smiled at him. "Hello, Uncle Mark," she said. "I couldn't sleep."
"I hope I didn't wake you," he said, sitting up on the sofa.
"Oh no," Diane told him. "I always have trouble sleeping when I'm not in my own bed."
Her uncle grinned. "I know what you mean -- I'm the same way when I'm away from home. So are you all settled in? Did Mrs. Nelson show you where everything is?"
Diane nodded. "Yes, she was very nice. She even made us dinner before she left."
"Good, good," Uncle Mark said, gazing at his niece thoughtfully. "I want you and Tina to make yourselves at home this weekend. If there's anything you want, just ask me."
"Okay, we will," Diane said, a secret smile playing on her lush, red lips.
She came farther into the room and sat down on the deep carpet, facing the television. Diane could feel her uncle's eyes on her, taking her in. She was glad she'd taken such care to look her best. It was having an effect.
Diane could feel her uncle's growing excitement.
"What are you watching?" she asked coyly.
"I -- uh -- what do you mean?" Uncle Mark stammered. He shifted around on the sofa, flustered by her question.
"What program are you watching?"
"Oh, nothing," he said, recovering his composure. "Just a news show. Nothing ..."
Diane laughed to herself as her uncle's gaze returned to the television. She could tell she was turning him on with her presence in the room. They watched the TV in silence for a while. Diane felt Uncle Mark stealing glances at her as he pretended to watch the news program.
Mark Conners' mind was in turmoil. He could not keep his eyes off his beautiful niece. She looked so damn sexy it made his balls ache.
He watched her out of the corner of his eye. The full, soft lips of her generous mouth were moist and slightly parted. Her lustrous, black hair fell over the creamy skin of her bare shoulders. Her huge tits swelled out from the tight, satin nightgown.
Mark groaned inwardly. Waves of forbidden desire washed over him, making him weak. Diane was only a teenager and he was her uncle, old enough to be her father.
But Mark Conners didn't care about that anymore. The teenaged girl sitting on the floor of his dimly lit den was the sexiest thing he had ever seen in his life. His prick grew hard as a rock.
Diane's heart was racing as fast as her uncle's. She could feel his sharp-edged lust -- it was knifing right through her. The tension in the room became unbearable as the TV droned on.
Her uncle moved off the sofa. Slowly, like a man lost in a dream, he crept across the floor toward her. Diane sat perfectly still, staring straight ahead at the TV. When he was beside her, she turned her head to look him full in the face.
"Hello," she said seductively, as if noticing him for the first time.
"Hello," he croaked.
"I'm glad you let me and Tina sleep over," Diane said, staring deep into her uncle's hazel eyes. "I like you a lot, Uncle Mark."
"I like you a lot, too, Diane," Mark responded. "You're a very special girl."
Impulsively, Diane threw herself down on her back. She stretched out her arms, faking a yawn. Her immense titties swelled out, straining against her tight nightgown.
It had the effect Diane wanted. Uncle Mark was drawn down beside her. He laid on his stomach, his eyes riveted to hers. Diane's eyes were half-closed, heavy-lidded. Her dreamy smile was knowingly sensual.
"We're all alone, Uncle Mark," she whispered.
"I know," Mark whispered back. "I know ..."
His breathing had become labored. He was close enough now to pick up his niece's scent. Mark reeled, smelling the sweet fragrance of Diane's perfume, mingled with the heady aroma of her wet pussy.
Mark reached out to brush Diane's soft hair with his fingertips. Diane reached up to trace his beard, her fingers cool against the rough, bristly hairs. She continued to watch him from beneath the long lashes of her slitted eyes.
"You're very handsome, Uncle Mark," she sighed.
"And you are beautiful, Diane," Mark whispered. "So very, very beautiful."
Diane's mouth was opening slowly, drawing her uncle's mouth down like steel to an irresist-able magnet. Her hot, moist breath caressed his lips, only an inch away.
"You want to kiss me, don't you?" Diane asked huskily.
"Yes," Mark groaned.
"Yesss," his niece breathed, hissing like a snake. "Yessss ..."
Mark's mouth jumped to meet Diane's, crossing the line from safety to danger. A thrill shot the length of his body as he felt his niece's lips, plush and yielding, melt into his. Diane's tongue slipped into his open mouth, probing, searching.
Mark rolled his tongue over Diane's, his nuts throbbing, his prick on fire. He forced his niece's tongue back into her mouth, where his own tongue joined it. Diane sighed, eagerly accepting the intrusion. She closed her soft lips around her uncle's plunging tongue, sucking on it gently.
Mark's hand began to move. He massaged Diane's belly, feeling the heat of her flesh through the sheer nightgown. Slowly, his hand began to travel upward, to cross another forbidden line.
Diane moaned against his mouth when his hand found her tits. Mark moaned himself when he realized his niece would allow him to feel her tits. She was dying for him to feel her up -- her ardent tongue probing his mouth told him as much. Diane wanted her uncle to squeeze her huge titties through the satin nightgown, to pinch her hard, bulging nipples.
"Oh, Diane, Diane," Mark gasped, unable to believe this was really happening. "Baby, you feel so good!"
His lust for his teenaged niece hammered in his seething mind. Mark Conners no longer cared about right and wrong, about what was permitted and what was forbidden.
And neither did Diane. Her plan was working -- she was seducing her handsome, sexy uncle -- and it blew her mind. Her body writhed on the carpet beneath Uncle Mark's as both his hands caressed her tits freely.
"Yes, Uncle Mark," she sighed, chewing hungrily on his hps. "I want you to feel my titties. Oh, yes, yesss!"
"God, they're so big," Mark muttered, kneading Diane's soft, fleshy mounds in his clutching hands.
. "Do you want to see them?" Diane asked, running her hands provocatively through her uncle's hair. "I want you to."
Mark's hands moved up to the straps of her nightgown. He pulled the straps down over Diane's shoulders as she raised up slightly to slide her arms through. Mark gazed down at his niece, entranced. She was lying still, her eyes slitted, her lips quivering, waiting . . .
Mark tugged at the straps. The orange satin began to slide down over her tits. Slowly, Diane's wondrous tits were revealed, the upper parts and her deep cleavage, her nipples, pink and juicy, jutting out like two hard cherries. The sides and undersides of her tits were full, rounded, sloping.
Mark stared at them, stunned. Diane had the most spectacular set of tits he had ever seen! They were huge, full and firm -- and smooth as glass.
"My God," he muttered finally, drooling over the ripe, swollen globes. "My God ..."
Diane leered at her uncle. "Do you like my titties, Uncle Mark?" she teased.
Mark could not answer. His hands moved over his niece's exposed titties, drinking in the hot, satiny flesh. He kneaded the warm, doughy mounds in his hands, speechless with wonder.
"Suck on them," Diane whispered fiercely. "Please, Uncle Mark. I want you to."
Groaning, Mark leaned down. His mouth closed over Diane's hard nipple. He sucked on the juicy nub greedily. He swiped his tongue across it, making it stand up under his firm licks. He bit at it, chewed on it, nibbled on it, unable to get enough of it.
"Oh, Diane," he mumbled, his mouth glued to her erect nipple. "Oh, honey!"
"Lick 'em all over," Diane pleaded. "C'mon, Uncle Mark. Lick my big titties."
Shuddering with desire, Mark tongued his niece's immense tits all over, wildly at first, then with a slower, more deliberate passion that caused Diane to moan softly. He licked the sloping undersides of her swollen globes, then their full, rounded sides, slobbering over the silky flesh.
Squeezing Diane's big tits together, Mark ran his tongue through her deep cleavage. His mouth moved over the tops and front of his niece's tits, chewing at the soft, velvety skin. He returned to her dark, succulent nipples, sucking on the hard nubs in a frenzy.
"Baby, your titties are so delicious," Mark growled, his mouth working on them relentlessly.
Diane cradled her uncle's head in her arms, rubbing her tits over his face. "Yesss," she hissed. "Suck 'em baby. They're all for you."
Mark continued tonguing his niece's ripe, heavy tits. His hand began to move up Diane's leg, inside her nightgown. He groaned against her heaving tit, feeling the hot, smooth flesh of her inner thigh. He touched her pussy, encased in a pair of sheer, nylon panties.
Diane gasped as her uncle began rubbing her cunt through the panties. Mark hooked a finger around the crotch, pulling the panties to one side. With the back of his finger, he touched his niece's cunt. Diane emitted a low, animallike moan. Her pussy was soaking wet.
"Your cunt is dripping," Mark murmured, squeezing her juicy pussy. Diane's raging lust matched his own and it blew his mind.
"Pull off my panties," Diane begged.
Mark pulled off her panties. Diane's nightgown was bunched up around her waist, her cunt fully exposed. Mark stared at it in awe. His niece's pussy was pink and creamy, surrounded by dark, silky cunt-hairs.
"Play with me now, Uncle Mark," Diane pleaded. Her pussy was burning up. It wouldn't take much to make her cum. "Play with my cunt a little."
Diane groaned as her uncle's finger ran over her creamy pussy-slit. The palm of his hand rested in her downy cunt-hair as he brought his finger up to touch her clit. He massaged the swollen button, rotating the tip of his middle finger with a slow, circular motion.
"You like this, don't you?" Mark grunted, staring down at his niece's face. Diane's pretty features were twisted into a mask of sheer lust.
"Oooo, yes," Diane breathed. "You're gonna make me cum, Uncle Mark."
"Cum, honey," Mark growled, his voice thick with desire. "Lemme feel you cream." He rotated his fingertip faster over her twitching clit-meat, jerking her off.
"I'm gonna cream!" Diane gasped. She bucked her hips, working her clit-button against her uncle's stroking finger. "Oh, yes, Uncle Mark. Yesss!"
Diane's voluptuous body trembled, her pussy exploding as her uncle brought her to a climax. He pushed his finger past her puffy cunt-lips and into her hot, quivering pussy-hole. Diane's tight, gooey cunt-walls closed around his plunging finger, sucking it in.
"Oooo, Uncle Mark," Diane squealed. "I'm creamin'! I'm creamin'! Ohhhh!"
Mark finger-fucked his niece savagely, skewering her on his middle finger. He jabbed at Diane's virgin-tight cunt wildly, ramming the barrier of her cherry. Her warm cunt-juices oozed out of her crack to plaster his hand.
"You're cumming, baby," Mark snarled. "I can feel your pussy exploding!"
"Oooo, get me off, darling!" Diane panted, her cunt throbbing around her uncle's stabbing finger. "I'm cumming again! Ahhhh!"
Another wave of hot pleasure engulfed her as she squirmed on the carpet. The muscles of her tight cunt-walls pulsated around her uncle's embedded finger, contracting violently as Diane's orgasm went on and on. "Oh, baby, baby," Mark groaned. He was blown away by the intensity of his niece's climax. Her body vibrated like a bowstring beneath him, her pendulous tits heaving against his bicep.
"Uncle Mark, Uncle Mark," Diane sighed, over and over.
Her voice came to her from far away. She was being lifted clear out of her body by her uncle's drilling finger.
Mark gazed down at his gorgeous, teenaged niece raptly. He was as turned on as Diane. The girl's pussy continued to throb as her incredible climax went on. She was creaming like the little sex fiend she was. Mark's balls were aching, thinking of what the long night had in store for him ...
Diane's climax ended. She sank down onto the carpet, limp and exhausted. Slowly, she felt herself returning to her body. She opened her eyes, staring at her handsome uncle out of dark, glittering eyes.
She pulled him down on top of her, kissing him passionately. It was really happening, she thought. She was really seducing Uncle Mark.
And the long night had just begun . . .