Jill and Uncle Adam Pt. 01

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JILL AND UNCLE ADAM PART 1

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#firsttime #taboo #cheating #forbidden

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This is a work of fantasy, and all erotic participants are fictional and adults. In real life, please respect the people around you and ensure mutual consent at all times. I hope that it appeals.

I apologize for any typo errors in my story - yes I edit these myself - and yes, I'm not perfect...

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This story is a parallel story to "I never knew" and elaborates on Jill's point of view. It can be read independently, but if you feel compelled to sequence it the way I intended, read "I never knew" first.

Please be aware that taboo sex and cheating are themes in this story. If you are offended by this, it's not for you. Don't read on after this line.

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I'm Jill, 24 years old and almost graduating. I follow a minor on psychology at my local university. I live with my parents, quite close to the local university, roughly a 10 minute walk's distance. I can attend university without living in the dorms for this reason. We live in a fairly closed traditional catholic community, with a lot of social control. So I don't really have a lot of opportunity to experiment.

My upbringing was traditional, with my parents putting in all effort to give me the catholic values. I however, although not letting on, resisting those values more and more.

There's one person quite important in my life, although he doesn't know it. At least I think he doesn't. It's my uncle Adam. He lives an hour's drive away from us.

I have a crush on him for many years now, ever since I was around 16 years old. So much so, that I never had a boyfriend. Yes I tried seeing potential boyfriends, but I could never shake the feeling that I would be cheating on him. So I would go out with them once or twice only, and I would never let anyone get to 2nd base. That would not be fair to my uncle.

Adam is married to Jane. They live in a nice neighborhood. Jane is nice to me, but she doesn't deserve him. She takes him for granted. I think he is sexually frustrated. I would never do that to him.

The past few summers I have spent some time now and again with their daughters, Lea and Lane. They are now 19 and 21 years old, and they are gorgeous. Yes, you've heard me right. I, Jill, said that Lea and Lane are gorgeous. We get along very well.

To be honest, I'm not sure what I like sexually... men or women... or both.... Adam always draws my attention, but Lea and Lane do too. They are both such gracious creatures. I have never been with a woman before.

My uncle is quite handsome, and attentive. Whenever I'm at their place, he makes me feel special. It's in the little comments and gestures. Like saying "Jill, you're quite the catch... If I were not married...." or when we greet, hugging me a little bit too long, or letting his hand drop on my back a little bit too low.

He and I can talk very well. When I was younger, he was like a father figure for me. But that changed when I hit puberty at the age of 15 or 16.

I tried to never let onto it when Jane was around. Women have a 6th sense for these things. Sometimes I think she suspected that I have a crush on Adam, but it was never mentioned. I did get an odd look from her sometimes though.

To be fair, I did not make it easy on my uncle. I teased him.... a lot! Like asking him to help me get a glass from the top shelf because I could not reach it. Even though I could reach the ones a shelf lower and nothing was wrong with those. I did it a few times. I would deliberately stand in his way. He would always smile. I would make sure his pelvis touched me when he reached up. I would also brush my fingers on his hand when taking the glass from him. Sometimes he would do the same.

A few days ago my uncle called to ask if I would join him for a trip to Disneyland. Not alone; with the neighbor's wife Mary and their children Rory and Emma. Her husband Tom could not come with, and Adam had volunteered. Jane would not join either. It would be convenient if someone a bit younger would join them to look after the children now and again. And since I like children a lot, I said yes.

It would be a 3 day trip, one day in Disneyland, so we would stay in a hotel. My uncle asked me to come over next Saturday to discuss the logistics.

I was excited, since it had been months since I had been there. I looked forward to seeing him, but also to seeing Lea and Lane.

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Saturday.

We had agreed that I would be there around 10am, so I got up at 7, allowing me ample time to get ready and leave by 9.

I was rather excited about seeing my uncle again, which made me a bit nervous. Also it introduced the challenge what to wear this time. I had put together a nice ensemble yesterday, but today I deemed it not good enough, meaning I had to figure out something else.

After 15 minutes I had everything laid out for me. My favorite white shirt, which was actually a bit too short. A pair of white cotton panties, so they would not show through the white skirt. No bra but a white sports tank top, that left my belly button exposed, and accentuated my boobs.

I took a really long shower, and made sure to shave my armpits and pussy before getting dressed. I styled my hair so my long blonde hair cascaded in waves onto my shoulders and back. I knew that he liked this very much. When I was done I was wondering why I had shaved my pussy, but it seemed the right thing to do when I was showering. By 8.45 I was ready and had time to quickly grab a peanut butter sandwich, and dash to the car.

The drive over was long. Well, not longer than usual, but I was feeling warm and tingly, and the last 10 minutes of the ride, I had reached under my skirt and rubbed my mound and pussy lips gently over the fabric of my panties. I was quite wound up by the time I arrived.

As I got out of the car, I noticed that I had received a message. It was from Jane. There were only two words and an emoji: "No regrets :)"

Strange! Why would she send this to me. Maybe it was not meant for me. I texted "?" and got an immediate response from her: ";) <3"

I got out and rang the doorbell. "Coming..." I heard my uncle say, only to have him opening the front door mere seconds later.

I went inside and he closed the door. I gave him a hug, lifting myself onto my toes so I could properly hug him with my arms over his shoulders. Standing like this did not give me much stability so I kind of stumbled into him, and my lips ended up in his neck. He did not react to this, although his hands were on my hips, steadying me and at the same time pulling me into him.

"Ohh uncle Adam... It's so good to see you again." I said.

"I can only agree with that," he said, "it has been far too long."

We held the hug for a few more seconds, and then we parted.

"Let me see you," he said.

I stepped back and spun around for him, smiling.

He looked at me with a very big smile.

"Gorgeous..." he said, "I like what you did with your hair..."

"But I have to disappoint you... I am already seeing someone." he continued.

This made me laugh like a little girl. I know he likes it when I laugh like that. He has always said it makes him feeling young and cheerful as well.

"Speaking of which," I said, "where is everyone?"

"Jane is out of town this weekend with her bestie, and Lea and Lane are shopping in the city. They should be back around 10pm tonight." Adam said.

This was unexpected. He did not tell me this when agreeing to meet him. Sure, I have always felt safe with Adam, but this was giving me slight doubts about what was going on. It was unusual.

Was it a coincidence, or a careful plot to get me alone? Did he even tell Lea and Lane that I would be coming over? And did Jane even know that we were together today, without anyone else present?

At the same time, my heart jumped and it me smile. He noticed. His eyes caught mine and he smiled back.

"Coffee?", he asked.

"Yes please, with a small cloud of milk please." I responded.

"After you..." he said, taking my hand and gesturing for me to walk ahead.

I knew that he only did this so he could see me from behind. So he could see the skirt bounce on my ass. So he could see my legs. I played along, making sure my hips made ample swaying motion when I walked. I made small steps, so it would take a bit longer to get there. The tingly feeling in my nether regions grew a bit stronger.

Looking over my shoulder unexpectedly to Adam, I caught his eyes on my ass shooting back up onto my eyes in embarrassment. Turning my head back into the direction I was walking, the corners of my mouth started pointing upward, me silently humming a faint melody in the back of my mind when I got to the kitchen. I liked his attention, like I have always done.

Noone else was around, his stares making me feel wanted by my uncle. The forbidden nature of my flirting was making me even more excited, almost making me forget why I was here. I knew nothing would happen; he was too much of a gentleman for that, but at the same time I could not help but wonder.

"Coffee will take a little while to make," he said, "would you like a glass of water in the meantime?"

"Sure."

"Help yourself," Adam said, "you know where to find a drinking glass," while filling the kettle to boil water.

I walked over to the cupboard while considering what I should do. Should I take one from the shelf that I could still reach, or should I reach for the top shelf, fully well knowing I could not reach high enough... I decided for the latter.

Opening the cupboard and playfully reaching for a drinking glass on the top shelf, I moaned that I could not reach it.

He looked at me and said to take one from the shelf below, as he was starting the fire to boil the water.

"But I really like the one glass up there," I said.

He smiled at me knowingly, I think, and came over. I did not step aside but stood on my toes and kept reaching upwards. It made my calves more prominent and made the rear of my skirt go higher. I'm sure he could see my panties.

He came up behind me, and in order to reach the glass I meant, he had to brush up onto my rear side. I was not entirely sure, but I think I could feel his bulge pressing into my ass. I did not pull away from him. If anything at all, I was making sure that I could feel him better, so I pushed back briefly, and yes, for sure, there was something semi-hard pressing into my ass. A little moan escaped from my mouth.

He stepped back and gave me the drinking glass. When I looked at him he was smiling broadly. Then his expression turned a bit more serious very briefly and he whispered "thank you...", only to smile again and carrying on to getting filters for the coffee.

Those mere two words made all the difference for me. Especially in the way he had said them. It told me he was really paying attention. That he liked me being there. That he might want things to progress, but he would probably never lead me into anything. It told me he appreciated what had happened, while at the same time keeping a distance. It made me smile, again...

Adam had gotten two mugs and spoons, a filter cup and a coffeepot by the time the water was boiling. He waited for the bubbles to stop, and then started the slow process of pouring the water onto the coffee in the filter. He was very patient. Not filling it up completely in one go, but pouring slowly, gradually filling the filter with water until about half way, only to let the filter do its job, and repeat the process again. He was fully committed to making a good cup of coffee.

It was mesmerizing to look into the filter and see how careful and considerate he was pouring the water. It made me relax. When I looked up at him I caught his stare onto my lips. He continued pouring the water.

After a little while, the coffee was ready and he filled our mugs. He took milk from the fridge, and slowly poured it into my cup. "Tell me when to stop," he said.

"Stop..." I said, "a small cloud is enough."

He got one of the spoons, put it into my mug and handed it over to me. When I took the mug, he said "Careful, it's hot." so I really carefully tried taking it from him. He held it a bit too firm however, for me to really take it in my hands.

"Tell me when you have it," he said, making me touch his hands with both my hands. It made my heart jump again. I delayed my response a bit before saying "I have it," and he let go slowly.

I was not sure what we were doing here, or how far it would go, but it definitely made me feel very excited. It felt good.

"Wait here," he said.

He walked into the living room and turned on some music. Not very prominent, but enough to hear and enjoy it.

When he came back, we sat side by side at the kitchen counter, on the high stools. These stools were the kind that allowed you to turn around and twist as long as you sit on them.

He turned a bit towards me, and I turned a bit towards him.

"How was the ride over?", he said... and we made for some small talk. The kind that we had been good at since I can remember. The kind the makes me feel seen by him. He would ask about university, my struggles, and if there was a man or woman I like.

"I'm not a lesbian," I said. "I like men more than women.", a bit embarrassed by the suggestion I might like women.

"No offense meant!" he said. "I am just wondering how your love life is going. I have never heard you talk about anyone, so I have no clue with you in that department. I am fine with either answer. I don't mind if you like women."

"Well... I like men...

... I just have not found the right one yet....

... there is one that I like, but he is married....

... I would never ruin someone's marriage."

I am not sure whether he got the gravity of what I just said, but I could not believe I just told him this. I felt embarrassed. My cheeks flushed immediately.

Adam could see this made me uncomfortable. He turned a bit more towards me and held his hands on my shoulders.

"Nothing to be embarrassed about," he said, "we've all been there, wanting someone that it not available."

Then he pulled me closer and he hugged me. I put my arm around him, and he put his around me. I leaned my head onto his shoulder and we stayed like that for 15 or 20 seconds, before he released me and I let him go too.

"Thank you uncle, I needed that..."

He smiled, and took a sip from his coffee. So did I.

"Would you like to tell me about him?", he said.

I told him... well not that he was the one, but I told him about my crush. About how he was married, had two daughters, how I see them occasionally, and always get excited and flustered around him. About how his wife may or may not have caught on to my feelings for him. About how this had been going on for almost 8 years... About how it made my dating life miserable, since I would feel guilty about seeing someone else.....

By the time I had finished telling him all about my secret crush, I think he had also managed to figure it out. That he was the one I was referring to.

I could not believe I told him all this, but with uncle Adam it felt so natural to discuss these things. It always has been like that.

"Sounds like a complicated situation," he said with a serious look on his face.

"Yeah." I said.

There was some silence for a few minutes. It looked like he would start saying something a few times during that brief period of silence.

And then, with a very soft voice, he started saying: "So this person of interest of yours..." pausing.

"... is his wife out of town coincidentally?"

I turned beet red.

"Are his daughters shopping for the day?"

I turned my head downward, not knowing where to look.

"Is he......" and then paused.

"Are you..." pausing again.

"Are you... having a coffee with him right now?"

Silence.

Tears welled up in my eyes.

He had figured it out. I had told him too much. I ruined everything.

I started crying.

I looked up at him. He gave me a very understanding look.

"Come here kiddo." he said, getting up and taking my hand making me stand up too.

He kissed my temple and hugged me. It felt so good with him holding me.

I cried into his chest for quite some time.

"Shhhh....." he said, "it's ok. It's fine. Everything is fine. Everything will be ok."

From time to time he kissed my temple. I took me a while to calm down and stop crying. And then he just held me.

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After what must have been more than 20 minutes, he stepped away from me, and looked me in to my eyes very seriously.

"Jill, may I tell you about an experience that I had?" he asked.

I was not sure I wanted to hear this, but I nodded anyway.

It was silent for another 2 or 3 minutes, and then he started talking.

"Please understand that I will tell you things that will make me very vulnerable."

I nodded.

"Please give me a chance to tell you everything."

I nodded again after some hesitation, wondering why he chose those words.

After a minute or so he started talking.

"Jane and I are happily married. We love each other a lot. We have two beautiful young daughters and we are a very happy family.

There is one thing though that has changed over time, which is the passion Jane and I had a long time ago. It has kind of disappeared. It is like she does not have it anymore for me. Yes we make love, but not very often, and most of the time it seems a bit mechanical rather that loving. Also, she has not been able to get wet enough for us to have normal intercourse, and she won't use lube. She sees this as a failure. She's not in a happy place about this.

At the same time, our relationship itself is very stable and we fully trust each other. She understands that I have my needs for physical contact and affection. And she already knows that there is someone I like very much.

Around five years ago, I started noticing someone else. I really liked her a lot. I still do. She was gorgeous, and has a beautiful personality. But I was married, so I never acted or followed through.

But over time she and I became a bit playful, sometimes even a bit flirty. Her smile drove me crazy.

Jane had definitely noticed. So she and I also talked about it from time to time. How I got cheerful and happy around her. How I radiated positiveness when she was around. How I could talk with her better than with Jane occasionally. There must have been a pinch of jealousy.

We agreed that playful flirtiness would be ok now and again, but she asked me to be careful around this woman, as Jane knows that she's also very young and vulnerable.

Over the course of a few years this woman and I had been around each other several times. Always in the presence of others. But the occasional glance, a flash of leg, a quick hug, a brush of hands.... There was palpable excitement there.

Initially I thought it was harmless, this flirting and teasing, but as time progressed, I realized that I had developed a crush her. And Jane was the one to point it out to me explicitly, after we had spent some time together again last summer.

It had made Jane feel insecure initially, but it also sparked our love life from time to time. After some time however, it strengthened our own relationship, between Jane and I. We love each other and we can count on each other.

So, by now, Jane was more secure about herself, and playfully asked me if I would leave her for my crush. I told her no, never would I do such thing.

Jane asked me how that would work, as she could clearly see the mutual attraction, and she was afraid I could not help myself if my crush and I got too close.

I told her that I would never make a move. And I was very serious about it. I never would.

The thing is... that after Jane and I had this talk... My mindset started changing.

She knew it. She knew I would not be able to keep my distance. She also knew that I was serious about my relationship with Jane and our marriage.

Jane and I talked about this a lot over the past 11 months. Last month, she and I discussed the topic in a different way though.

About two weeks ago, Jane surprised me with something I had never expected her to say.

She explained that she would be having a girls only weekend with her bestie Nadine. She would be out of town. She told me that she had arranged for a full day of shopping and pampering for Lea and Lane, followed with wining and dining in a fancy restaurant. They would not be around the house for an entire day.

And then she dropped a bombshell surprise.

She told me why don't I invite my crush over to the house... and see where it would take us?"

Uncle Adam stopped talking and looked into my eyes intently, a tear welling up in the corner of each eye.

Wait... did he really just say all this...? Did he really say that he had a crush on me too?"

There was a silence for a few minutes, before I started speaking.

"So this crush of yours..." I said, is she wearing a white skirt?"

He smiled... and nodded very faintly, but enough for me to notice.

My heart was racing. And I could see the pulsing in his neck.

My mind was racing too... Did we both just confessed that we like each other? That we like each other a lot?!?

I continued staring at him for a minute or so, but then the inevitable happened.

We both stepped forward and started a very nice hug. I pulled him closed and so did he. I buried my face in his neck. He rubbed my back with both his hands. I was rubbing his. He kissed my hair and my temple.

We held each other close for some time before I looked up.

We stared into each other's eyes and then the inevitable happened. Very slowly our mouths drew together and he kissed me on my lips. Very softly. Very sensually. Then he kissed me again. And then one more time, keeping his lips pressed onto mine.

My emotions were all over the place. I felt excited all over. He pulled back his lips and looked at my mouth. I just had to look at his lips too.

Then he very slowly closed the gap between our mouths again, and just before touching, he slightly opened his mouth. I reciprocated and opened my mouth too.

It was a magical moment. His tongue slipped onto my lips and brushed them lightly, occasionally sucking them. I could not help myself but I just had to lick his lips too.

Before I knew it, our tongues touched. It was like a lightning bolt. As soon as my tongue touched his, it was as if electricity shot through my spine into my nether regions.

The tingly feeling inside my pussy immediately grew quite strong. I could feel myself getting wetter. I could feel a very enjoyable sensation in my sphincter too.

For a few minutes, our tongues twisted and touched each other. We licked each other's tongue. He put his tongue into my mouth. I reciprocated.

I had never felt like this before. Sure, I've had the hots for uncle Adam, but this was something entirely different.

After a little while we parted. We looked deep into each other's eyes.

He started smiling at me. I smiled back at him.

"So... now what?" he said.

I laughed at him, like a little girl again.

I was rewarded with a broad smile from my uncle.

"God... I love it when you do that...." he said.

It had been there all along but I suddenly realized that I felt a bulge at my nether regions.

Surprised, I stepped back from him and turned around... Not because I did not like it, but simply because it was unexpected.

He came up behind me and put his arms around my waist. He maneuvered me towards the benchtop and made me lean forward slightly, my belly touching the benchtop.

I could feel his erection poking at my ass. It felt so good that I just had to push my ass back at him. His hardness pushed in between my ass cheeks. He leaned over me and kissed my hair, pushing himself into my ass even more. I could feel him grinding into me. I thrust my ass back at him, savoring the feeling of his erection sliding in my ass crack.

His hands moved upward, slowly, until they reached the underside of my boobs.

"Would you like me to stop....?" he asked, and held his hands still.

"Don't..." I whispered, after maybe 30 seconds.

"Please... don't... don't stop..." I continued.

His hands started moving again. Downwards and onto my hips. He pulled me into him, pressing his hardness into me more.

I put my hands onto his hands which made him pull me back even more.

Slowly but gradually me moved his hands upward. I cupped his hands from below and guided his onto my boobs. He felt me up. He lifted my boobs. His hands continued their movement as I let my hands drop onto the benchtop. His hands grazed my nipples.....

I let my head hang forward, enjoying the motions on my boobs. He took this as a cue to pull his hands backwards, caressing my back and moving his hands upwards rubbing my neck and the area behind my ears.

Heaven! But I needed more.

"Please...." I said, lifting my tank top away from my skin... "Touch me... touch my skin... touch my boobs..."

He got the message and his hands came around again. This time, he pushed his hands under the fabric of my tank top. He put them onto my boobs. He squeezed them. He started mauling them. Not very roughly, but not very gentle either. His fingers started flicking my nipples, sending electricity towards my pussy. He pinched my nipples now and again, leading me to shudder with excitement, enjoying the sensations he was causing.

I pulled my tank top over my head and he continued his administrations. My nipples were very sensitive and he kept rubbing and flicking them.

Before long he had me moaning... "Mugghhh...."

Uncle Adam started pulling and twisting my nipples. This sent electric signals to my pussy, and my juices continued flowing. I could feel the dampness of my panties even without touching.

I tilted my head up and he started kissing me again. Our tongues twisted around each other, sending more juices between my legs.

My own hands found their way to my boobs, assisting him in squeezing my sensitive nipples.

One of his hands slowly slid down my stomach, increasing my anticipation. As his hand kept moving downward, it approached my mons.

I breathed in and held my breath....

His hand moved onto the front of my short skirt. Then he pushed his hand onto my mons, elicitating excitement and further arousal.

He started rubbing my mons in a circular motion.

I could also feel him getting even harder. His bulge pressed into me harder than before.

I moaned... He moaned...

He thrust his hardness into the crack of my ass. Harder... Back and forth...

I started turning around, but he held me tight, pulling me against his hardness.

His hard cock undulated between my ass cheeks.

I could feel his hands moving downwards, and reaching under my skirt, along the inside of my legs, onto my panties... my white cotton panties.... My damp cotton panties.

He pressed his hands onto my mons, only to move his hands further downward. He started putting more movement and pressure on my mons and onto my clit.

His hands circled my pussy lips. I could feel him... He circled my clit. It made me breathing harder and deeper...

I held my breath again as he used two fingers side by side to slide along my clit at both sides, nearly causing me to lose it. His touch was electrifying. Arousing. My own hands were teasing my nipples at the same time heightening my pleasure.

He pulled up his hands, upwards, until they found the top of my skirt, and then started moving my skirt downwards over my hips.

I could not help it but I had to lose the skirt as soon as possible, so I wiggled my hips to allow it to fall to the floor. Lifting my legs one by one I stepped out of it.

His strong hands started moving forward again, nudging downward over my mons, eventually cupping my pussy.

"Oh my.... you are wet," uncle Adam said, feeling the dampness of my panties.

He slid his fingers down along my pussy, and back up again, sending shivers along my spine, causing another moan.

As he tried pulling my panties aside, things were going a bit fast for me suddenly. Well, one part of my thought it was going too fast. Another part just wanted him to feel me up, everywhere. As I was making up my mind, I spun around pulling him close to me again. I kissed him. Tongue in his mouth. He kissed me back with vigor and renewed enthusiasm. My hands slid around his neck and pulled him closer.

As our tongues darted in each other's mouths, I could feel myself getting more and more aroused.

My hands moved downward, reached around his ass and pulled his hardness into me. I could feel him tilting his hips back and forth causing friction, making him harder even more. That friction was very welcome, increasing my arousal even more.

His hands moved over my back down into my panties. I could feel him squeezing my ass, rubbing my glutes, pulling them apart now and again.

He pulled my head back. "Should we move this to a more comfortable place?" he asked.

I smiled at him and he took my hand, pulling me with him. We walked up the stairs. He guided me into his bedroom. Their bedroom. Jane and uncle Adam's bedroom.

I realized how special this was. He was moving us into his marital bedroom. The same bedroom where Jane and uncle Adam would sleep. Have sex... or... try to have sex....

I can't deny this affected me. This was a very special moment. With him taking me to their bed, and Jane having given her consent, I was not really worried with being in there.

He pulled the pillows from under the duvet and placed them on top. Then he asked me to lie down. I moved onto the bed while he removed his shirt and his pants.

Dressed in only his boxers he joined me onto the bed, laying down next to me. He was leaning on one elbow and his face hovered above mine.

We looked into each other's eyes deeply, smiling. Slowly, very slowly, he closed the distance between our lips. My heart was racing with anticipation when we started kissing again.

His other hand came around my neck and caressed my hair, my neck, and that sensitive place behind my ears. It gave me goosebumps and an electrifying feeling traveled south through my body towards my very wet pussy.

As we were making out, his hand started along my neck, towards my boobs.

I never had sex before. In fact, I have never let anyone go this far with me before. In the kitchen I had already been touched in a very sensual way on my boobs. His hands had even lightly touched my pussy through my panties.

This was all uncharted territory, so I was surprised with my body's response. He was rubbing and kneading my mounds, first one, and then the other.

His mouth started kissing next to my mouth, moving downwards, planting little kisses everywhere his mouth touched me.

I lifted my head and he started kissing me there, down my chin, along the side of my throat. His kisses were heaven. I started breathing faster as his kisses got travelled south.

He started kissing and licking under my arms, at the side of my boob. I got goosebumps again because of it. He kissed and licked my way towards my front.

Then it happened. He started kissing the top of my nipple, while his hand started circling my other nipple.

Next he licked my nipple. "Ohh...." I moaned, and sucked in air, which encouraged him to continue and take my other nipple between his lips. He gently started to flick his tongue around my nipple and occasionally sucked it in.

"Mmmuuggghhhhh..." was my immediate response when he sucked my nipple again and grazed his teeth on it very briefly.

The sensations were intense, and I was squirming and started undulating my body by his touch. I could feel my pussy getting even wetter, with a before unknown feeling of stickiness between my pussy lips.

As he switched mouth and hand, he continued his lip-work on my other boob. My hand involuntary moved towards the boobs which he was sucking. I squeezed it and held it so his lips could reach my nipple easier.

My other hand somehow found its way towards my pussy, cupping my mound over my panties, and my finger moved back and forth. There was severe dampness in my panties.

I have never creamed so much down there, and I was enjoying the sensations caused by him working on my boobs, and from myself diddling my pussy.

Thank god it was uncle Adam who was administering amazing feelings to my body, aided by my own hands. Thank god he had experience and knew exactly what to do.

He noticed what I was doing and whispered "Would you like some help with that?", looking between my legs and then sporting a comforting smile.

I smiled back at him and nodded. There was no hesitation on my end. I knew I needed to feel him down there, right here and right now.

He moved his body upwards and gave me a very light peck on my lips. Then he moved his hand downwards, first circling my belly button, occasionally fingering my belly button, eliciting giggles from me.

Next, his hand travelled downward onto my panties, rubbing my mound gently. Occasionally his fingers would graze that very sensitive area of skin right next to my panties. That very soft and tender tissue which, I now know, can be very ticklish when someone else touches me there.

He noticed I was on the verge of jumping off the bed and started moving his hand slower and more purposeful. Suddenly the feeling was exquisite.

He traced his hand along the side of my panties for a little while. My eyes were closed and I was genuinely just enjoying the sensations.

I was emitting silent moans and occasionally held my breath.

Whenever his hand moved towards my pussy, my hips would tilt for him to touch it, but he steered clear most of the time, only to build my excitement.

Occasionally his hand would rub near my clit but he was intentionally avoiding to touch it. I had never been more keep for anyone to touch me down there.

Gradually he started touching me more and more on my pussy, still staying clear of my clit, but caressing my labia over my panties. Sometimes he would cup my entire pussy, putting pressure on my slit, clit and mound simultaneously. My excitement rose even more.

"May I remove your panties?" uncle Adam whispered, looking deep into my eyes.

I returned his gaze, looking deep into his eyes also.

I was not sure where this would lead. This was far beyond my comfort zone and I was in doubt, but I was so aroused that I discovered that I really wanted this.

After what seemed like minutes, I nodded. "Yes..." I whispered.

He slid down and kissed my clit through my panties. It was a very slow kiss. His nose was on my wet panties, in my pussy slit. I could hear him inhale.

He looked up to me and smiled, giving me a small questioning nod.

I nodded back. Not reluctantly, but with a very small motion from my head.

He then hooked his thumbs into the side of my panties and started pulling them down. I lifted my hips to allow him easier access and off they came. I lifted my left knee so he could slide them off my left leg. We repeated the process down my right leg.

I looked down at myself. My labia were a darker shade of red and engorged, as well as my clit, which proudly stood erect, waiting to be stimulated more. As I took a better look, I found my inner pussy lips protruded, which had never been the case before.

He looked between my legs and a sudden uncomfortable feeling crept across me, like in a dream where you discover you're not wearing pants in public, and I suddenly closed my legs and started covering my pussy with my hands.

He looked up at me and smiled again. "Are you ok?" he whispered?

I paused, only to reluctantly nod and say "I think so..."

He looked back at the junction of my legs and started kissing my hands, until I uncovered my mound. He started kissing my mound and occasionally let his tongue dip into the small slit that was visible between my closed legs.

After a while it felt so good that I did not realized I had involuntary relaxed my legs, allowing them to open up a bit, giving him better access.

He moved down towards my feet and positioned himself between my feet, laying down. He started kissing the inside of my legs, both left and right. His kisses were slow and sensual, and they trailed upwards slowly but gradually.

The more he moved upward, the more relaxed I started to feel. When he came close to my pussy, maybe 4 or 5 inches from my slit, he started pushing my knees apart, which I gladly let him do.

My pussy was now fully exposed to his view, mere inches from his eyes. He blew onto my pussy, causing me to inhale. I almost forgot to exhale.

He started kissing along the insides of my thighs, inching closer and closer to his prize. I got excited even further with the anticipation. My breathing became ragged and erratic.

And then it happened. I could feel his nose almost in my pussy folds. He was inhaling again. I looked at him and saw that he was mesmerized with the view and my scent. I was enjoying the sensation as much as he was.

He looked up at me again with a broad smile. I smiled back. And then, very very slowly, his mouth moved towards my pussy and he kissed it. It was a very long kiss which he would not let go, all the while inhaling and enjoying the musky scent of my pussy.

He kissed me all over my pussy. From the top of my slit, avoiding my clit, all the way down to my perineum. Down at the left-hand side, up at the other side.

Then he stuck out his tongue and pressed it just above my clit. Not onto it, but close enough for me to feel amazing feelings, not felt before.

His lips probed along my labia and his tongue licked into my folds. "Uhhhh....." I moaned.

I could feel my heart beating clearly, at an elevated rate.

His tongue touched under my clit but then moved towards my gap. "Muuughhhhh....." I moaned.

I already was in heaven when his hands came down towards my pussy and started spreading my outer lips.

His tongue started flicking across my folds, up and down between my inner and outer labia.

"Ohhhhhh..." I moaned.

Next his fingers started circling my pussy hole. He was making sure they were slick with my juices I think, because he moved his fingers upwards, placing them left and right of my clit, pressing into that area with a pulsing motion, occasionally rubbing his fingers up and down whilst keeping the pressure on.

Although he was not touching my clit directly, his fingers caused ample sensation in and around my clit.

By now he had started kissing my little bud, sending sparks across my tummy. I could not really keep a normal breathing rhythm, and I had to inhale rapidly now and again. That is, until he started working my clit for real.

Suddenly he used his fingers to spread me open wide. His lips engulfed my clit and he sucked it in rhythmically. His fingers moved downward and he pushed two fingers inside my sheath. God he knew what he was doing.

Never before I had these sensations so fast. I could feel my orgasm building rapidly. The energy spike starting in my nether regions, travelling up into my belly and further along my torso.

His tongue started flicking my little but whilst keeping the suction on and off I went...

"God yes..."

"GOD YESSS......"

"GAWWWWWDDDD........ NGNGNGHHHHHH....... UHHHH......"

"YES! YESSSS! YESSSSSS!!!!! UHHH... Y E S S S S S!!!"

I came. No pardon me, I C A M E!!!!

I lifted my pelvis off of the bed, allowing my feelings to reign my body.

Uncle Adam kept sucking my clit and flicking it with his tongue. I don't think I ever came this long before. It must have been well over a minute long.

At some point I noticed I had been holding my breath a bit too long and I was starting to get light-headed, which in a way, added to my bliss.

I was writhing and moaning all over the place. I did not have control over my body. My chest was heaving with every breath.

When he noticed I was coming off my high, he stopped sucking my clit but he kept flicking his tongue across very slowly and lightly, extending my bliss.

My hips came down and my ass touched the bed again.

Oh wow.... OH WOW!

I never knew that sex could feel this good. Sure, I had masturbated before, a lot, but I now knew this would no longer be enough.

From now on, I knew, that sex was something you did with someone else.

My heartbeat was slowing down. My breathing rhythm became stable again.

I could feel him pulling his fingers from my pussy.

I watched down as he looked at his fingers, coated with my sticky pussy fluids. White creamy pussy cream.

I watched as he smelled my fingers and sported a broad smile.

I watched as he stuck out his tongue and licked across one of his fingers. He put the one finger in his mouth and sucked it clean.

I watched as the other finger almost made it to his mouth when I grabbed his hand and whispered "Stop... please..."

I pulled his hand upward towards my nose and inhaled. Immediately, I fully understood why he liked to smell my pussy. Maybe my pheromones were not intended for females, but the smell on his fingers made my heart jump a beat and I just had to lick them.

I stuck out my tongue and licked across his finger. Both the smell and the taste were intoxicating. Then I engulfed his finger with my mouth and I sucked him clean. I sucked my own sweet-and-salty pussy juice directly from his finger.

Uncle Adam was smiling and I could not help it but had to smile back at him.

He was smiling while he dropped his briefs. His erection was poking out. It was large. It was hard. It had precum glistening around his pee hole.

For some reason, it was bobbing up and down; probably with his heartbeat.

Suddenly I realized that he only pleasured me. I did not pleasure him. And I wasn't sure that I was ready for returning the favor...

"Uncle Adam," I whispered, "I want you to feel good too... But I'm not sure that I want to... you know... have intercourse..."

"I mean, I don't mean with you.... I mean with anyone...." I continued.

He looked at me, with an understanding smile.

"That's OK," he whispered.

"We don't have to go all the way..."

He was silent for a few moments and so was I. I was so glad we didn't need to have sex. Vaginal sex, that is.

At the same time it dawned to me that he only said we didn't have to go all the way, but he didn't say anything about any other sexual act...

He was looking at me expectantly. I realized that he was still anticipating me to... well.... you know... help him out.

I was getting nervous and he could see that I was uncomfortable.

"We don't have to do much more today..." he said.

"I hope we can do more on another day.... Assuming you want to see me again...."

It took maybe 20 seconds before I nodded silently, after which I whispered "Yes... I would like that".

I was looking at his throbbing erection. Not in disgust, but still very nervous about it.

"Would you prefer if I took care of this myself?" he asked?

"Yes!" I blurted out, realizing that I probably responded too eager.

"Sorry... Uncle Adam... I mean... I just want to watch for now..." I said.

He smiled and me, nodded and whispered "Is it ok it I touch you in the meantime?"

I nodded.

"Is it OK if I couch you with my cock?" he asked, as he started stroking himself.

After what seemed like minutes I nodded.

"Lie down on your back," he said. I followed suit.

"Can you see how excited I am?" he asked?

His mushroom head was shiny hard and glistening with precum. It was obvious that he was very aroused.

He kept pulling his member, back and forth.

His other hand started touching my boob. He circled my nipple and he sometimes squeezed it. He grabbed my boobs alternatively and squeezed them, all the while pulling his meat.

His breathing was getting faster and deeper.

Next he leaned forward and started rubbing his cock on my tummy. His precum made my belly very slippery. He moved it up and down, back and forth only to repeat the motions over and over again.

He moved upward and did the same with one of my boobs.

His penis was growing bigger as I watched it, and its color was turning dark red, almost purple.

I noticed that he closed his eyes occasionally, and he inhaled and held his breath repeatedly.

"Can I.... cum on your belly...?" he asked.

I had gotten into a state of arousal myself. His state of arousal was driving mine.

I could see how his arousal was spiking and it was driving me back to a high.

It made me want him to cum on me. It made me want to take his load... although I had never seen anyone cum before....

I was anticipating for him to cream me.

"Yes..." I whispered, "I would like that..."

Within a few strokes I could hear and see him breathing erratic, throwing his head back and closing his eyes.

Next he opened his eyes and looked into mine, rubbing his penis across my tummy, pushing it into his fist onto my belly.

A groan escaped his throat, and that's when he climaxed. The first jet of cream created a rope of cum across my entire belly from right to left, overshooting and creating a streak of cum across the sheets as well. The second jet was aimed downward a bit and ended up exactly in my belly button. The next few jets were aimed across my belly, but most of it pooled back into my belly button. Some of it flowed along my sides left and right of my tummy.

This was a new experience for me. Not only had I never seen a man cum, but I never had a man cum on my body before.

It was one of the most erotic sights I had ever seen. I was so worked up again by now, I could not help it but I just had to hug him. So I leaned up and did exactly that. I hugged him as he lay back on the bed.

My hand was on his chest, my head too, looking downward to his male wonder.

Oh my god, I thought... I can't believe he just fingered me. I can't believe he just licked me and made me cum like that. I can't believe he actually ejaculated onto my tummy.

I could not help myself but I needed to show him that I really loved what we did, and in the crazy mood that I was in at present, I leaned down towards his private parts, lifted his penis with my hand and I kissed it, before laying my head on his chest again, this time looking up at him.

I smiled at him and he smiled back at me.

"That was nice..." I said.

"I could not agree more!" he responded.

We both smiled at each other, before I closed my eyes.

I must have dozed off for a bit because suddenly I woke up, remembering what we did, causing me to smile again. He looked at me and smiled. "Welcome back," he said, "you were out for a little while".

His penis was in my face, now flaccid. I lifted my head, and kissed his member again.

I was not sure whether there were any expectations, and I was not sure whether I would be willing to meet them. Whatever transpired before, post-orgasm clarity seemed to have taken away my bliss as well as my security about wanting to proceed.

Uncle Adam must have sensed my hesitation, because he said "You don't have to return the favor if you don't want to".

I was so relieved that I sighed.

"Thought so...." he said.

"I am glad that we did this," he continued.

I looked up at him and nodded. "I am glad that we did... what we did..." I whispered, "But I'm not sure..."

"Shhhhhh... that's ok...... whenever you're ready." he said.

I smiled at him, and he smiled back.

I crawled up and laid my head on his chest.

"I did not know I could feel like this." I said.

"I take it that you liked what we did?" he asked.

"Mmmmmmmm....." was my only response... And I smiled....