Exhibitionist Niece Moves In Episode 4

~EXHIBITIONIST NIECE~ ~MOVES IN~
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CHAPTER FOUR

BBBarbie: Interesting idea. How did you know what he was doing with his wife?

h¡ppieGirl: She was my best friend and we shared everything! You seem to have an ideal situation with this uncle of yours. You just need to get his d**k in you. Well… first I agree with voygirl, you need to see it, to make sure it’s worth it. Hide in the closet, under the bed, something. You also need to let him see you completely unclad, get his blood boiling.

BBBarbie: I guess I could leave my bedroom door open while I’m changing. That seems a little obvious.

h¡ppieGirl: For an exhibitionist, you’re not very creative. Forget the shampoo, or a towel or something the next time you shower, stand innocently behind the door, but make sure he has a clear view of you in a mirror or something. I’m sure you can pull it off so it’s innocent looking.

BBBarbie: Thanks, I’ll think about all this. I’m not sure he’s ready for it. Looking is one thing, incest is something else. Besides my aunt seems to keep him pretty satisfied.

h¡ppieGirl: Okay, reality check… what do you look like? Are you enticing enough for him to want it from you?

BBBarbie: Yeah, that’s not the problem.

h¡ppieGirl: Are you too inexperienced, is that it?

BBBarbie: No, I’m experienced enough. I’ve just never taken it that far with someone I was teasing. It’ll be a change.

h¡ppieGirl: Get a look at his d*ck, let him see you unclad and let me know what happens. My e-mail is the same as my IM address. Cya

Now all I have to do is give her the right opportunities and see what she does. I close down my computer and head upstairs.

“How’s the homework coming?” I ask, innocently, sticking my head in her room.

“Great.” Lauren answers, swiveling her desk chair around towards me. Her short skirt didn’t cover much when she was standing up, sitting down, if she didn’t have her legs together, I’d be looking right at her bare p*ssy.

“Are you all done with work?” She asks, bouncing her legs together, trying to draw my eyes to her p*ssy, but not quite exposing it. She is really good at this!

“Yeah.” I say, keeping my eyes on her face. “I’m going to take a shower before Aunt Cindy gets home.” I turn to leave, but not before she opens her legs for just a second, giving me such a quick glimpse of her p*ssy that I’m not even a hundred percent sure I actually saw anything.

I close my bedroom door and strip off my clothes. My c*ck is still hærd and I think about getting myself off while I’m in the shower. If Lauren reacts predictably, she’ll be hiding in my bedroom when I come out of my shower, waiting to see my c*ck. I want her to get the full affect of my hærd-on, so I forgo masturbating, for now.

When I come out of the shower, I’m pretty sure Lauren is hiding under the bed. I purposely left the closet doors wide open to dissuade her from hiding there. The dust ruffle on the side of the bed appears to be pulled up a little, creating a peeph0le. Just as I’m about to do a little teasing of my own, Cindy gets home.

“Hey, is that for me?” Cindy asks, looking at my hærd c*ck sticking straight out from my unclad body. “Where’s Lauren.” She asks, wrapping her hand around my shaft as she leans up to k-ss me.

“She was in her room doing homework when I got in my shower.” I answer honestly. “Was she still there when you went by?” I wonder if Cindy’s presence will spoil things.

“Her door was closed, so I suppose she was there.” Cindy smiles, as she closes our bedroom door. “So what was our little nymphet up to today, that caused such a big reaction?” Cindy asks, kneeling on the floor and taking my hærd c*ck in her mouth.

“Oh, not much.” I answer; choosing my words carefully, since I’m sure Lauren is under the bed. “Just the s€×iest outfit yet, and…” I lift Cindy to her feet and start unbuttoning her blouse. “She smelled like she was ar-used, or had been getting herself off.” Removing her blouse, I unfasten her b-ra, and cup her tits in my hands. “It was intoxicating. You know how when you smell cookies baking and you can’t wait to taste them?” I unzip her p*nts and let them fall to the floor. She steps out of them and it’s my turn to kneel. “I could definitely smell Lauren’s cookies baking, but it’s yours that I can’t wait to taste.” I breathe in her scent as I peel her thong from her body, leaving her n*ked in front of me.

“Glad I got home when I did.” Cindy laughs. “Who knows whose cookies you’d be tasting.” She spreads her legs apart, as I run my cheek across her pub-c hair. My wife’s p*ssy is neatly trimmed, with a full triangle of fine brown hair. Her aroma is just as intoxicating as Lauren’s, but with a much heavier scent. Of course, Cindy is just getting ar-used; Lauren had been playing with her p*ssy.

Kneeling on the floor, I’m conscious of how visible my hærd c*ck is to Lauren from her hiding place under the bed. I tilt my head back and lick all around Cindy’s moist slit.

“Mmmmm.” She mo-ns, swaying a bit. “Do you mind if we take this to the bed?” She asks. “I don’t want to fall over.” I stand up and close the closet doors, then move over to the bed to join Cindy. The closet doors are mirrored and will give Lauren a clear view of the bed. Cindy has scooted up, with her head on the pillows, her knees up and her legs spread wide apart. I position myself between her legs and take a long, slow lick from her ass to her cl*t, before ins**ting my tongue in her juicy p*ssy.

“Oh f**k!” Cindy breathes, as I loop my arms behind her knees and tongue f*ck her delicious snatch. “You are an amazing cunt lapper, Jim. You always know exactly where to lick?” She mo-ns, pushing her p*ssy up against my face. Her thick, creamy juices are flowing steadily now and I pull my tongue out, s-cking her p*ssy l-ips into my mouth. Biting and nibbling on each of her puffed l-ips, I run my hand over her fur covered mound and find her cl*t with my finger.

“Ohhhhhhh! F*ck yes!” Cindy yells, bucking her h¡ps off the bed, as I bite her l-ips and rub her cl*t. Glancing to the side, I notice the dust ruffle has been pulled open a little more, and I definitely see Lauren’s eyes, before she quickly pulls her head back.

“Ohhhhhh! Ohhhhhh! God!” Cindy mo-ns, as I push my tongue back in,side her sopping p*ssy and pinch her cl*t between my thumb and index finger. I love eating p*ssy and I lap up as much of her delectable sauce as I can, while she thr-sts her p*ssy against my face. She’s thrashing all around, oblivious to the show she is putting on for our prick-teasing niece.

I struggle to keep my finger on her cl*t as her orgasm builds and she’s twisting and bucking like crazy. As my thumb and finger keep up a rhythmic pinching of her cl*t, I s-ck the tip of it into my mouth, flicking my tongue across it. That’s all she can take.

“Fuuuuuccck!” Cindy arches her back, slamming her p*ssy into my face, and explodes in a dramatic, jerking climax. Her juices gush out, soaking my chin and running down my neck. I shift my mouth from her cl*t to her p*ssy and lap up her delicious nectar.

“God! I needed that!” Cindy exclaims, as I k-ss my way up her body and her breathing returns to normal. I bite and tease her hærd n-pples s-cking each one into my mouth. My wife has great tits and I never tire of s-ckling at her br-asts. They’re larger than Lauren’s firm, young, tits, which makes me wonder why I’m so infatuated with Lauren’s body. Forbidden fruit, I guess.

“Your turn.” Cindy says, rolling me over and kneeling between my legs. My pole is pointing straight to the ceiling, as Cindy leans her head down and starts licking it like a lollipop.

“So, in your mind, whose cookies were you eating, mine or Lauren’s?” Cindy asks, running her tongue the length of my throbbing shaft.

“Just a second.” I answer, licking around in,side my mouth. “Uh huh, definitely yours!” I laugh.

“You’d like to know what hers tastes like, though wouldn’t you?” Cindy asks, wrapping her hand around the base of my c*ck and licking the head like an ice cream cone. I don’t answer.

“You’d like to know what her l-ips feel like on your c*ck, too. Wouldn’t you?” She asks, cupping my balls with her other hand. “Close your eyes, Jim.” I close them, as she’s licking all around my c*ckhead. “Picture Lauren between your legs; Lauren, unclad, licking your c*ck. Lauren s-cking your hærd, throbbing c*ck deep into her mouth.” As she says this, her l-ips slide down around my hærd shaft and she flicks her tongue against the underside of it. The image is in my head and I can actually imagine Lauren in Cindy’s place. Turning my head to the side and keeping my eyes closed, I squint through barely open slits, at Lauren, under the bed, watching and listening. I wonder what she’s making of this.

“Her tight little ass and her perky tits turn you on, don’t they?” Cindy asks, taking a breath. “You wonder what it would feel like to have her young, hærd body bouncing on your hærd c*ck.” She slides her mouth over my c*ck and it glides all the way down, burying my c*ckhead in her throat. She car-sses my balls, as she deep throats me several more times, bringing me right to the edge. S-cking her cheeks in and pulling her l-ips back along my shaft, she starts a steady rhythm, using her hand to pump my c*ck in and out of her warm, w-t mouth.

I’m bucking my a*s up, trying to push my c*ck farther into Cindy’s mouth. My eyes are closed and my mind is full of random images; Lauren’s p*ssy as she climbs the stairs, Cindy s-cking my c*ck, Lauren riding my c*ck, Cindy’s hærd n-pples, Lauren’s tits hanging in my face, eating Lauren’s and Cindy’s pussies. Cindy continues pumping my c*ck into her mouth, while she gently strokes my balls. I explode, shooting several large streams of c-m into Cindy’s mouth. She s-cks and swallows until I’m completely spent.

“I have to go back out.” Cindy says, resting her head on my chest. “We have parent’s meetings tonight. I just came home for a quick dinner and I’m glad I did.” She says, stroking my chest with her hand. “You be careful while I’m gone and practice a little restraint.” She laughs.

“Don’t worry, you just took everything out of me. I’ll be fine.” I answer, k-ssing the top of her head. I lay on the bed, watching Cindy get dressed. My c*ck stirs, knowing that Lauren is under the bed and has seen and heard everything. “Of course, now I need another shower.” I say, thinking that will give Lauren a chance to get out of her hiding place.

“Whose fault is that?” Cindy answers, k-ssing me and telling me goodbye. “I wonder if I should interrupt Lauren to tell her I’m leaving.” She says as she walks to our bedroom door.

“Why advertise the fact that you’re not home?” I ask, knowing full well that Lauren isn’t in her room.

Tbc