“Yes Lizzie, you have stretched long enough, just don’t complain if you get cramps later.” I replied, with just a little too much of a ‘fatherly’ tone for my liking.“Good! Let’s get going.” She answered.She always loved going running with me, and she especially likes the break we take. About half way through the 2 mile circuit I run with her, we stop at this large park that is always filled with people on nice days. We walk around the park about 3 or 4 times, stretch a little and then run back home. Today was an especially nice early summer day, and the park should be packed, which will allow her to enjoy one of her favorite passions: People Watching. Or more to the truth, people making fun of.“Just be nice when we are at the park.” I reminded her.“Yes Sir. Anything you say Sir!” She said with a little mocking salute.“Ok, let’s go, sassy mouth.” I said, smiling at her utter cuteness.“You didn’t seem to mind my sassy mouth today and last night.” She replied, a little louder than I would have liked, and started jogging down the side walk, a smile on her face.We always ran close together, with her in front of me. She knew the way, and since we were running on a sidewalk full of bicyclists, and other people, and had to cross a couple different streets, I always wanted her in front of me so I could watch her.Plus, I always wanted her in front of me so I could… well… watch her. She has the most amazing, tight little ass, and I could stare at it forever. She may be only ‘almost 14’ as she keeps telling me, but she has a killer body. Her perfect ass and heavy C cup breasts placing second only to her gorgeous face and stunning, deep blue eyes. Her jogging outfit, a tight red tank top and silky black micro shorts, were quite a combo and she had pulled her hair into two long, thick braids that bounced on her shoulders as she ran. Jogging behind her I was going to get in a good hour or so of staring. Now… if only there was a safe way for one of us to run backwards, so we could face each other, and I could watch her sexy tits as they bounced up and down as she ran…We had jogged for about ½ a mile in silence, just enjoying the warm day before either of us spoke.“Are you staring at my ass, Uncle Nick?” She asked.“Of course I am Princess; you have a really sexy little ass.” I answered honestly.“Good! I just knew you’d like these shorts.” She answered, sounding quite pleased with herself.“Lizzie, take a left at the next street, we are going to take a different route today.” I told her.“Ok, this one coming right up?”“Ya, that one.”We took a left, down a street marked as a ‘Dead End’, and 100 or so yards down the street, Lizzie understood why I took this ‘different route’.“This is definitely a different route Uncle Nick.” She said over her shoulder, a smile on her face.Just up ahead of us, the road was blocked off by a 2 large guardrails that stretched across the road. There was about an 18” gap between the 2 guardrails, and a path lead down to an old drainage ditch. To the far left of the ditch there is an old drain pipe about 4 feet in diameter. Even though it’s screened off, kids long ago pried it open and used to hang out in there, smoking pot and what every else they felt like doing.I had no intention of going in there, not only was it sure to be filthy in there, but the dead body of a young boy had been discovered in there a couple years ago. It simply reeked of creepiness. Besides, once you climbed down the small trail that lead to the, now dry, drainage ditch, you couldn’t be seen from any angle, unless someone else was in the drainage ditch with you.“I bet if were went down there, no one could see us from the street.” She said as we pulled up to the guardrails. “My thoughts exactly.” I answered.We climbed down, the fairly steep trail, and soon was standing at the bottom of it.“You see that large drain pipe down there, with the screen covering it?” I asked her.“Ya, is that the one?” She asked.“I guess I must have already told you the story.”“Ya you did. A couple years ago, I think.”As she was talking I walked up to her and slid my hands around her waist, and down to her tight, little ass.“Truth is … I just couldn’t wait any longer. 20 minutes of staring at your ass was driving me nuts.”She smiled, leaned up and kissed me on the lips, slipping her tongue into my mouth. I squeezed her ass tightly, and lifted her up off her feet slightly. “Mmmmm…” She whimpered against my lips as she wrapped her arms around my neck.I continued to ‘lift’ her up, my hands under her ass, as she wrapped her legs around my hips until she was in a ‘reverse piggy back’ type of position. We kissed passionately, our tongues fighting one another for dominance, as I ground her pussy into my cock.“Oh, Lizzie… I just can’t seem to get enough of you.” I groaned as our lips separated for a breath of air.“I wanna stay with you for ever, Uncle Nick.” She said into my ear as she pulled my head to her neck and ran her hands through my hair.I kissed her neck up and down, biting her earlobe, and moving my kisses down her neck, under her chin, and then up the other side of her neck.“Suck my titties Uncle Nick, bit my little nipples.” She moaned as she lifted her shirt and bra.Still in my arms, I let her lean back, and I took her right nipple into my mouth. Alternating from her right to her left nipple, I sucked hard and bit softly, Lizzie cooing and pulling my head harder into her chest as I did.After a few minutes, Lizzie pushed my head away, and dropped her feet from my hips, and I let her down so she could stand up.“What’s the matter…?” I began to say as she squatted down, pulling my shorts and boxers with her.With my shorts and boxers at my ankles she wrapped her right hand around the base of my stiffened cock and as her left massaged my balls she took my cock into her mouth.With long, slow strokes she sucked my cock, always wanting to please, and needing to hear how good she was and how needed she was. “God, Lizzie that is so nice. I love you Lizzie, you make me feel so good.” I said softly to her as her as lifted her eyes up to mine and held me in her intoxicating gaze.I slipped my hands around the back of her head and grabbed a hold of each of her thick braids, pulling her head down. I pulled her down until she had my entire 6 ½” cock buried in her mouth, and held her there, enjoying the sensation.I let her lift her head back up, her lips sliding up to the tip of my cock, and then pulled her back down again. We repeated this back and forth several times before I let her braids go, and let her go back to her own pace.Taking her mouth off my cock, she began sucking each of my balls into her mouth, one at a time, as she stroked my cock with both her hands. Soon she began sucking my balls a little too eagerly, and I pulled away and pushed my cock back into her mouth. I stroked my self in and out of her mouth building up speed and feeling my balls begin to stir. Sensing that I was getting close, she slid a hand between my legs and began pushing a finger into my ass, her other hand moving in her own pants I noticed.“I think there is a path down here somewhere that leads over to the other side, it should save us some time.” A male voice said 40 or 50 feet behind us and 20 or so inclined feet above us.“Ya, I have used it before. It’s a little steep though, we’ll have to walk the bicycles down.” A female voice replied, now only about 30 or so feet away, it seemed.“Shit...” I whispered to Lizzie as I backed away and pulled up my shorts.“Oh, no… someone’s coming.” She giggled back to me.I grabbed her hand and pulled her in the direction of the path back up the embankment towards the dead end road, as she pulled her bra and shirt down.“Oh… Hi there…” A man, about 45, said to me as we met near the top of the path.The man and woman had gotten off their 18-speed mountain bicycles, and were just beginning to descend down the path. Had they not have spoken, and had to take the few extra seconds of getting off their bikes; they would have surely started down the path, with out me knowing, and would have clearly seen Lizzie and I. “That would have been difficult conversation.” I thought as we reached the top of the path, and started walking back down the dead end to the main road.“They seemed nice.” Lizzie said as we turned left onto the main road, jumping me out of my thoughts of what might have happened.“Maybe not so nice if they had quietly come down the path with out us knowing.” I replied.“I don’t know… he was really checking me out, I think.” Lizzie said, proud of herself.“Lizzie…” I began delicately. And motioned her to sit down with me on the side walk bench we were approaching.“Lizzie, if anyone ever saw us – like that – we’d never be able to see each again. I love you Princess, but we have got to be more careful.” I said quietly to her.“I’m sorry Uncle Nick. I didn’t mean to do anything wrong… I just…. I …I wanted…” She stammered, tears beginning to show in her pretty eyes.“Shhhh…” I breathed into her ear, as I pulled her into a comforting hug.“It’s alright, you did nothing wrong. I shouldn’t have taken you down there. It was stupid of me, and I am the one who is sorry.” I said, running my hand up and down her back, soothingly.After a few more seconds she pulled away from me and started giggling, realizing I wasn’t upset with her.“Do you think they would have freaked out or would they have wanted to join us?” She said, still giggling like the little girl she really was.“I think ‘freaked out’ would have been their reaction, Princess. But let’s just forget about it and get back to our jogging.” I said, standing up, and giving her a little tug on one of her braids.She jumped up, still giggling, and started jogging down the sidewalk, calling over her shoulder, “I think he would have wanted to join us, but the wife looked like a prude.”“Keep jogging Lizzie, we have another half mile or so until we get to the park.” I said with a smile.As we jogged, I couldn’t stop thinking about what might have happened, had they seen us. I am not too sure about the exact ins and outs of the law, but I am pretty sure there is no allowance for ‘consensual’ when it comes to sex with a 18 year old. We were damn lucky, and it was not a chance I would take again.We jogged on, with out incident, for the next 18 minutes and soon could see the entrance for the park up ahead another couple hundred yards. “I’ll race you to the entrance!” She hollered back at me and took off running, full speed.She always did this, and I always let her win. It was a cute little game, and she enjoyed it.“Well, you beat me again Lizzie.” I said as I pulled up to the gate next to her.“I sure did.” She smiled, and belted me in the arm.“Hey! What was that for?” I asked surprised.“That’s the new rules. Winner gets to punch the loser in the arm.”“Oh, I see, making up the rules as you go along.” I said as we entered the park and walked over to an empty bench to stretch.“It looks pretty empty Uncle Nick.” A hint of disappointment in her voice.“I don’t know Lizzie… It’s a big park, I am sure there will be plenty of people for you to make fun of. “I hope so.” She said, giggling again as she put her foot up on the bench and started stretching.She has a great giggle. Hell, she has a great everything, but I really like her giggle. It is just such a girlie thing I guess. It brings back her youthful innocence, and fragility. She has gone from coy comments and shy sexual innuendos around me these last several months, to exposing a brazen sexuality that has culminated in this glorious weekend.I am not complaining, I love every minute of our sexual adventures, but, still… there was a small voice in the back of my mind, that keeps nagging me. I was stealing that giggle from her, that innocence. Someone else had taken their share before me – something I would need to talk to her about at a later date - and just because she was willingly giving it to me, didn’t seem to calm that annoying voice. All of these thoughts, and their consequences were swimming around in my head as I leaned against the park bench, and I must have missed her first comment.“Heeeeelllllllloooooooooooo” She bellowed at me.“What?” I said, coming out of my thoughts and looking at her.“I said… What are you thinking about? You are just staring off into space. Unless there is some cute girl over there that I can’t see.” She laughed.“Oh… Sorry. I was just… thinking… nothing important.” I lied.“I want to be with you Uncle Nick. I like being with you. You are good to me, and I am good to you.” She said, leaning close to me and almost whispering – seeming to read my mind.“Let’s go see if that fat guy in the Speedos you like so much is here.” I suggested, changing the subject.“Yuck! I don’t like him, he’s old, and he’s not fat… he is soooo fat. Yuck!” She squealed.“Hey, what are you going to do when I get old and fat?” I asked.“You’re always going to be hot Uncle Nick. And you’ll never get fat.” She replied, as we started our walk around the park.It was a beautiful early summer day, and we walked around the park at a leisurely pace. We stopped here and there, got an ice cream cone from the old man who always seemed to be set up in the park with his tasty treats, and now Lizzie was playing with a nicely groomed Border Collie that had wandered over towards us. As she continued to play with the dog, its owner walked over towards me.“Hi, your… daughter really likes my Oliver it seems.” He said, sizing me up.“Actually, she’s my niece.” “Oh… cute girl, does she have a dog?” He asked.“No, her mother doesn’t like them, but Lizzie loves all animals.” I said, as we both looked over to see Lizzie and ‘Oliver’ practically rolling on the grass together.“It seems so. Well, I hate to break it to her, but I really have to get going. It was nice meeting you.” He said as he called to his dog, even though neither of us had introduced ourselves to the other.“Nice to meet you as well.” I replied.“Oliver and I come her almost every afternoon, she’s welcome to come play with him anytime.” He said over his shoulder to me as he walked away. Lingering a little too long on the word ‘play’.
As I turned back to Lizzie, she came bouncing back over to me and we continued our walk. We ended up walking around the park 3 complete times and then stretched for about 18 minutes before starting our jog back home. We ended up taking a break about half way home – though this time it was simply a quick rest on a sidewalk bench and nothing else – and then jogged the rest of the way to my condo. It was almost quarter of five when we got home, and I grabbed the stack of mail out of the mail box and headed inside. I dropped the mail on the kitchen counter and headed straight for the shower, pulling my shirt off as I went.“I’m going to shower Lizzie, why don’t you get the clothes ready that you want to wear and take a shower when I come out.”“Why don’t we shower together… it’ll save water.” She suggested with a smile.“Uhh…. I think I’ll shower alone, I just want to jump in and rinse off. I’ll be out in 18 minutes.”“Ok.” She said a little sulkingly, and headed to her room.I ran the shower quite hot and got in under its refreshing heat. After a quick soaping and rinsing I turned off the shower and got out and dried off. I threw my clothes in the hamper, and walked out, naked, and headed to my loft to change.“Woooooo Hoooooo!” She catcalled as I walked across the living room.“Behave yourself.” I warned her, softly, but seriously.“Awww… you’re no fun.” She said as she crossed the living room and headed to the bathroom, wearing just her tank top and red thong panties.I watched her until she left the living room and my sight, her ass swaying slightly. I shook my head and headed up the stairs to change. Walking across my bedroom to my chest of drawers, I grabbed the bottle of massage lotion that I had used on her earlier, and squeezed a little into my palm. I had tweaked my left calf a week or so ago, and wanted to massage a little into it. Afterwards, I grabbed a tee shirt that was on the floor and wiped my hands off, tossing the tee shirt back into the corner of my room, and got dressed.When I finished dressing, I took all the bedding and sheets off the bed, and remade it with fresh linen and blankets from my closet. I am not much at military corners, and while I doubted you could bounce a quarter off the bed, it was made, and everything was fresh. Satisfied, I headed downstairs.I walked back through the living room and into the kitchen wearing a faded pair of jeans, and a comfortable black tee shirt. Lizzie was seated at the kitchen table looking at one of the magazines that had come in the mail.Lizzie had showered and changed into a pair of fleece shorts, and a white tee shirt, with blue ringed cuffs and collar. What was printed on the ass I couldn’t quite tell – between the spokes on the back of the chair I could only see the letters U & T, or maybe it was U& I, something like that.“Lizzie, would you like a smoothie?” I asked her.“Sure.” She said, without looking up from the magazine she was reading.“Strawberry and banana?“Sure.” Again, she didn’t look up.I always make her a smoothie when we come back from running. At first it was the only way I could get her to go, but now it was just a treat she enjoyed, and she’d go running with me even if I didn’t offer her one. Strawberry and banana has always been her favorite, and I knew I had some strawberries in the fridge. I grabbed them, and 2 bananas along with all the additional ingredients, and began blending up a large smoothie for her.When I was finished blending the tasty concoction I poured it into a large glass and brought it over to the table with a straw and napkin.“Here you go sweetie.” I said, placing the smoothie down next to her.“Thank you Uncle Nick, you know how much I love these.” She said, finally looking up from the magazine, and taking a taste of the thick drink.“Nice magazine you have there.” I said, noticing which magazine she was engrossed in.I had bought some nice lingerie at a Victoria’s Secret in the mall about a year or so ago for a girlfriend I had at the time, and I have been getting a catalog from there about once a month ever since – not that I minded getting it.“There’s some really sexy stuff in here. Maybe we could buy some and I could dress up for you.” She said, exaggeratingly batting her eyelashes for effect, as she took a long sip of her smoothie.“I don’t know Lizzie…” I began.“Oh come on Uncle Nick, I’ll let you pick out your favorite item… come on… it’ll be fun.” She persisted.“Well…” I said, relenting. “Maybe we could pick something out and then I could go out tomorrow – ALONE –and pick it up…What did you have in mind?”“Oh thank you Uncle Nick.” She beamed. “What do you think of this one?” She said, flipping to the first page she had dog eared.“Mmmm… that’s quite nice.” I said honestly.She was pointing at a really hot looking; simple fishnet body suit, that had all the ‘important’ areas cut out for easy access, and I thought she’d look fabulous in it. This might not be a bad idea at all I thought.“I like this one a lot too.” She said, pointing to an item on another page.This one was a set of red thong panties with matching bra. Both panties and bra were a mesh like material and they were sheer, almost to the point of see through, but not quite. They came with a matching garter belt and stockings. Stiletto heels optional, I guessed.“Wow… that one is even sexier. I bet you’d look incredible in that one. Although… if you put it on, you wouldn’t be wearing it long.” I said with a smile and a little kiss on her cheek.“There is also this one” She said smiling, pointing to an item on a different page.This one was like a little catholic school girl outfit gone bad. It had a white shirt that barely covered the breasts of the buxom blonde in the catalog, and tied in knot under her breasts. A plaid, super-micro-mini skirt, with white sheer panties, and matching garter and stockings completed the outfit. I guess it didn’t come with a bra. “That one is definitely nice too. Which one do you like best?” I asked her.“Well, red is my favorite color, and I really like the second one, but I think the little school girl outfit is just so fun and sexy. Which is your favorite?”“Well, the red panties and bra are quite nice, but I like the schoolgirl out fit the best. But I’ll get anyone you like.” I said, leaving the choice up to her.“Well, is the schoolgirl outfit too expensive? It costs a lot more than the other one.”“Don’t you worry about what it costs; you can have anyone you want.”“Then I want the schoolgirl outfit. It’s so cute, and I just love it.”“Then I’ll run out tomorrow and get it for you.”“Oh thank you Uncle Nick! You are so wonderful.” She said, climbing out of the chair and wrapping me in a big hug.I held her and ran my hands down her back to her perfect ass and squeezed her tightly. She leaned up on her toes and kissed me on the mouth, flicking her tongue against mine. She ran her left hand up my shirt as her right hand slid down my stomach and into the front of my jeans.“Mmmmm…. we didn’t get to finish this earlier.” She said as she began using both hands to undo my jeans and ignoring her half finished smoothie.“Let’s go into the living room and use the couch.” I told her as I pulled away.As we walked to the living room – her ahead of me – she slowly slid her shorts and thong off her hips, exposing her ass to me. Smiling back over her shoulder to me, she stopped in front of the couch and, letting go, dropped her shorts and thong to the floor, wiggling her cute ass at me.I bent down behind her and grabbing her ass, ran my tongue up her crack and flicked her tight hole a couple times. She moved away from me after a couple seconds, spinning around to face me, and draping her left leg over my shoulder she pulled my head down into her. Her pussy is just magnificent. While I almost always go down on a girl during sex, I do it – usually – simply to please the girl more than to please my self. With Lizzie, it almost the opposite; she is hairless – a major turn on for me – and must wax or something like that, and she has small delicate folds that protrude only slightly. I love her tight little pussy, and could feast on it for hours.I licked greedily at her innermost reaches, flicking my tongue up and down, and over her stiffened clit – which sticks out, almost like a miniature cock when she’s excited. She ran her hands through my hair pulling me down harder into her as she ground herself into my mouth.Reaching my hands under and around her I lifted her up and literally tossed her, on her back, onto the couch and climbed in between her legs. I drove my tongue back into her sweetness and slid my hands under her ass lifting her up, better exposing her ass and pussy.“Ohh… Uncle Nick… that feels so good… God, that feels good.” She moaned as she lifted her shirt off over her head and tossed it to the floor.As I looked up into her eyes, she was unclasping her bra, exposing her beautiful breasts. Once her bra was on the floor she wrapped a hand around each of her breasts and tweaked her nipples as she bucked her hips into my face.I lapped her wetness a couple quick times and then replaced my tongue with my index and middle finger as I dipped my tongue down lower to her tight hole. “Ohhhh….” She cooed as I plunged my tongue into her sweet ass, and worked her pussy with my fingers.After a few moments I could feel her tense up as she ground her ass into me and forcefully pulled on her stiff nipples.“Oh God, Uncle Nick…. Oh God… Oh God…” She repeated as her orgasm swept through her.I moved my fingers up to work her clit as I plunged my tongue back into her as her climax hit and flooded her pussy. Hungrily I lapped her pussy, savoring the sweet and musky fluid she produced in quantity, as she released her breasts and grabbing my head, she began humping my face until the sensations subsided.“Ohh... Uncle Nick… That was… nice…God…” She panted as she came back down to Earth, her hands stroking my face.Smiling, I kissed up her belly, past her bellybutton and to her reddened, swollen nipples. The heat coming off them was amazing, and she must have really tweaked them hard while I devoured her pussy.“You really punished these little buds, Princess.” I said, running my tongue in little circles around her sore nipples as I squeezed her breasts.“Mmmm… ya. It really feels good and makes me cum even harder.” She said, her head back and eyes closed.I licked and sucked lightly on her nipples, with an occasional playful bite as I let her relax from her intense orgasm. Soon, as her breathing returned to a normal pace, and she began running her hands back through my hair, I began working on my own pleasure.I kissed her breasts and then kissed up her chest to her neck, sending chills through her and producing little squeals from her.“HeeeeeHeeeee…..” She giggled, as my kisses tickled her neck and earlobe.I moved over and kissed her on the lips, quickly silencing her giggles. As I pushed my tongue into her mouth I moved my body up and placing a knee on each side of her, my hard shaft hovering over her chest. A few more flicks of my salty tongue against hers, and I broke my lips away from hers.“God Lizzie, you have such perfect tits, I just love every inch of your body.” I said softly to her as I repositioned my self slightly.“You are so sweet to me Uncle Nick... You treat me like no one ever has before.” She whispered, as I reached down and took both of her breasts into my hands.“It’s easy to treat you nicely Princess, you are such a sweet little thing.” I said as I slid my hardness between her breasts, and pushing them tightly around it, began stroking in and out between them.“Oohhhh… I have never done this before… It feels…. Nice.” She said, struggling for the word.Smiling, I pumped my cock faster between her tits and toward her face. She quickly got the idea and leaned forward and would take the head of my cock in her mouth each time it came forward. Each time my cock entered her mouth it got slicker with her saliva and began slipping more smoothly between her tits.“Let me…” She said as her hands slipped under mine, and around her breasts.She squeezed her breasts tighter around my cock, increasing the pressure – and pleasure – and with the forefinger and thumb of each hand she began pulling forcefully on her nipples. My hands now free, I braced my self on either side of her head and picked up the pace of my thrusts.I had been horny all morning, and needed release. I wasn’t going to hold back and prolong my orgasm, I wanted to cum and cum now. I pumped 4 or 5 more times quickly as she squeezed tighter sensing how close I was. I pulled out from between her breasts, and taking my cock into my sweaty fist, I began pumping quickly up and down, trying to force my release.Arching my back I let loose a monster stream of cum landing on her gorgeous tits, followed by another equal blast that splashed onto her tits as well. Two more shots followed, as I pumped my cock, and landed on her lips and chin. The last couple, smaller, squirts landed on her chest and stomach as I emptied my balls.“Oh… God, Lizzie…” I groaned as I leaned back surveyed the mess I had made.“Mmmmm… yummy…” She said with a smile as she scooped up some of my cum and sucked it off her fingers.“You are something else, little one.” I said, laughing as I moved off her and sat back on the couch, watching her little show.She continued scooping up and eating all the cum she could find, in slow, graphic motions, seeing I was enjoying it. When it was mostly cleaned up, she ran both her hands over her body as she arched her back and rubbed the remnants into her skin.When her hot little show was finished, she slid over towards me and curled up in my lap. Laying her head against my chest, she wrapped her arms around me and hugged close to me.“What’s the matter sweetie?” I asked her softly, as I caressed her back lightly.She was silent for a couple of minutes, perhaps, trying to gather her thoughts. I waited patiently, and continued to softly stroke her back soothingly. She would tell me if she wanted to, and I couldn’t push her.“I don’t know…” She began. “You can tell me anything Princess.” I assured her.“I just wish... I wish I could just stay here forever.” She said, looking up into my eyes, the beginning of tears shimmering in her eyes.I reached up and kissed her on the forehead and pulled her closer to me, and whispered into her ear.“Princess, I love you baby. Why don’t you spend the rest of the summer? I am sure I can talk your mom into it.”“Really?” She said, instantly brightening.
“I think we can talk her into it. We’ll talk to her when she comes to pick you up on Monday.”“Oh Uncle Nick thank you. I will make you so happy, I’ll take real good care of you.” She cooed happily.She wrapped me tighter in her arms and squeezed. Laughing, I pulled away from her embrace to stand up.“How about we get cleaned up and dressed, and go out to nice dinner. How does that sound?”“Great.” She said, jumping up off the couch and gathering her scattered clothes.As she collected her clothes, I noticed her shorts said “C U T I E” on them. I was right about the U & I earlier. “You are a cutie. That’s for sure.” I said as I pointed the shorts in her hand.“I have a bunch of these. Cutie, Princess, Diva….” She explained.“I still like the pink ‘Princess’ shorts the best.” I told her.“I thought you would. That’s why I wore them first.”“You know what? Why don’t we get dressed up and go out to dinner somewhere real nice?” I suggested.“Great! I brought a nice dress just in case we went out.” She said, and raced off to her room. “The whole summer.” I said to my self, watching her run naked to her room. “What have I gotten my self into?”*********I am not vain. I don’t spend hours, primping, in front of a mirror, but I do like to look good. I am often complemented on my attire, and my taste in some of the finer things in life that my painting success affords me. But as I stood in front of my bedroom mirror, I liked what I saw.I had dressed in a nice pair of dark gray slacks that had a hint of sheen to them. Not mobster shiny, just a subtle hint that emphasized their expensiveness. I wore a black, button-up dress shirt – that after an extremely profitable weekend showing at a new gallery I splurged $200.00 on – open at the throat over a black tee-shirt, and my favorite black dress shoes. When ever I put them on I remembered why I spent $180.00 on them, they are practically like pillows for your feet, and they look just, killer.I slipped on a dress belt, and grabbed my wallet and watch and headed down stairs. As I entered the living room, Lizzie raced by towards her bedroom, a damp towel wrapped around her.“Take you time Lizzie, we have plenty of time.” I called after her, as she slammed her bedroom door behind her.I went into the kitchen and noticed the half drank smoothie still on the table and the blender and mess on the counter. I picked up everything and dumped it in the sink. Grabbing the mail from the table I sorted through the junk and threw it away. Walking into my office I placed the bills and important letters on my desk and then went back into the living room to flip through the 2 billion cable channels while I waited for Lizzie.When she came out of her room I was stunned again. She had pulled her hair back into a long ponytail that really showed off her neck. Small, diamond-looking studs dotted her ears, and a simple gold heart shaped locket hung around her neck. The dress she had brought ‘just in case’ was a head turner. She was wearing a spaghetti strapped ‘little black dress’ that was low cut, exposing a glimpse of her ample cleavage, and that fell to just above her knees. Finishing her outfit was a pair of sheer pantyhose, black 3” heels and a gold ankle bracelet – which I bought her last year for her 13th birthday.“Wow.” I said honestly.“Do you really like it?” She asked eagerly.“Yes. I like it a lot. You look incredibly hot.”“Thank you. You look fabulous as well.” She said, her entire face breaking into a smile.“Well it’s still lovely outside, and I called a cab a few minutes ago, so let’s wait outside for it.” I said, holding out my arm.“Such a gentleman.” She said, laughing, as she hooked her arm into mine.******It was nearly 7:30PM when we got to the restaurant, and we had to wait a little more than a half an hour for a table. Lizzie and I passed the time by her – not so quietly – telling me her thoughts of the people waiting with us in the, standing room only, waiting area.The dinner was fabulous. I had a huge, bloody-rare steak that, Lizzie thought was disgusting, and she ordered shrimp scampi. It was her first time trying it, and she said she liked it, and convinced me she did by devouring it. We ate and talked, and I had several glasses of wine, knowing I wouldn’t be driving, and Lizzie stole a couple sips every now and then. “That woman behind you keeps giving me the eye, when ever I take a sip of your wine.” Lizzie whispered to me.“Just ignore her; the ugly old bag is probably just jealous of your stunning good looks.” I whispered back to her.She covered her mouth trying to stifle her laugh, but failed, and burst out in that giggly laugh of hers that I love so much. Soon we were both laughing, and several people had turned to see what the commotion was about. “Pipe down, Princess.” I told her, trying to contain my own laughter.We eventually calmed down, but it took awhile. As soon as one of us was under control, the other would start, and so on, so it was a good few minutes before we could look at each other straight faced. “It really wasn’t that funny.” I thought to myself, maybe it’s the wine.We both picked at the food that was left on our plates, and I had another glass of wine as we kept talking and enjoying the evening. Lizzie had slipped of her shoes, and every once in awhile she would run her foot up the inside of my leg. The restaurant was beautiful, dimly lit, and romantic, and I wanted to reach across the table and take her hand in mine but thought better of it. Instead we simply stared at each other like a love-struck new couple, and enjoyed our time together.“How about some cheesecake.” I said, breaking the silence.“Yum… with lots of strawberry sauce.” Lizzie added.I ordered a plain cheesecake and black coffee for me. Lizzie ordered a cheesecake with extra strawberry sauce and a large milk – not everything about her was as grownup as her sexual appetite. The cheesecake was just as good as they bragged about and even though we were full, we both finished out desserts.“I am so full, Uncle Nick.” Lizzie announced as she put her fork down from finishing her cheesecake.“Absolutely stuffed.” I said, finishing my coffee.“If it’s still nice out, how about we take a walk when we get home?” She asked.“That sounds nice.” I replied as I motioned to the waiter for our check.The cab dropped us off in front of our house at about a quarter until ten. Lizzie still wanted to wear her dress, so she went in and just changed her heels for some comfortable black shoes, and we left again – without me changing.We strolled through the neighborhood for about a half hour before we turned around and headed home. It was a gorgeous evening and the stars were out in full force and we talked and laughed, and simply enjoyed ourselves.We were about ten minutes from my condo when I realized we were holding hands and brushing close to each other like the lovers we were becoming. Thinking about it, I simply smiled and thought to myself, “Screw it. Who cares who sees?” As I slid my arm around the back of her waist and pulled her close as we walked.It was a little after 11:00PM when we got home, and we were both tired from the long day. We decided to just to go to bed, instead of watching one of the several movies we had rented on her first night here, but still hadn’t watched.“Good night Princess.” I said with a couple kisses to her forehead and a soft squeeze of her ass – which felt great through the thin material of her dress.“Sweet dreams Nick.” She replied, curiously dropping the ‘Uncle’ part for the first time.I walked to my loft undoing my shirt as I climbed the stairs and tossing it on the floor when I entered my bedroom. After kicking off my shoes I started to undo my pants as I sat down on my bed. Tossing my pants on the floor somewhere near my shirt and pulling off my socks I climbed into bed in my boxers and tee-shirt. As I adjusted my pillow I looked up, hearing a noise, and saw Lizzie standing in the loft’s doorway watching me.“Everything alright Lizzie.” I asked.“Can I …. I mean… Would you like me to sleep in here with you?” She asked sweetly, approaching the bed.“I’d really like that Princess.” I answered, a smile on my face and a feeling – which I couldn’t quite place – building in my chest.“I was hoping you’d want me to.” She said, as she slipped the thin straps of her dress off her shoulders, and let it glide down her body to the floor.The black bra and panties she was wearing – she had removed her shoes and nylons downstairs – didn’t quite match but she was stunning none-the-less. She walked around the bed slowly, flaunting her beauty for me, and climbed in under the covers and close to me.I slid my right arm around her and caressed her back as she snuggled up closer and slid her hand under my tee-shirt. I was surprisingly tired and as much as I wanted her - I had cum an awful lot these last 2 days for a 32 year old – and I planned on just snuggling with her and going to sleep. Well, that was the plan at least.I was just drifting off to sleep, as I felt her hand slowly slip down my chest and slid into the front of my boxers. She softly stroked my shaft and balls as she repositioned herself on top of me with her knees on either side of my hips.Smiling, I opened my eyes to see her hovering over me and trying to slide my boxers off, down my legs. Lifting my butt I allowed her to slide them off and she smiled back at me.“You didn’t think I was going to let you just go to sleep did you?” She asked coyly.“That was the plan.” I said with little conviction.“Not gonna happen.” She giggled and then bending down, took my semi-hard cock in her mouth.I pulled off my shirt and then laid back enjoying her pleasuring. Of the various women I have been with, Lizzie was one of the few who really seemed to enjoy giving head. Lizzie went at it eagerly, and while I hadn’t yet found anything she didn’t like to do sexually, she really seemed to enjoy, and more, wanted my cock in her mouth.I was now fully hard, and Lizzie was bobbing up and down on my shaft, as she worked to get her bra off. When she had successfully removed it and flung it across the room behind her, she took her breasts in her hands and wrapped them around my cock. Stroking my cock with her breasts, she took the head of my cock back in her mouth, sucking hard.After enjoying this beautiful display and incredible sensations for a few moments, I lifted her head up off me, and asked her to turn around on top of me.“Mmmm… this is even better.” She replied as she pulled off her panties and then climbed on top of me, her mouth quickly finding my cock again as she hovered her glistening pussy over my face.I slid my hands up her ass and pulled her down further to my mouth. Sticking my tongue out, I quickly found her clit, and flicked my tongue back and forth across it.“Ohhhh….” She moaned against my cock as she continued to suck me in long quick strokes.Squeezing her ass, I pushed and pulled on her, working her pussy over my probing tongue. After a few more flicks of my tongue on her clit, I pulled it with my lips, causing her to come up off my cock.“Ohhhhh.. Nick… That feels sooo good.” She panted in a mixture of pleasure and subtle pain.Letting go, I drove 2 fingers of my right hand into her soaked pussy and turned my tongue to her sweet ass, burying it inside her. She moaned and bucked her hips back at me as she continued to stroke my cock with her mouth and fist.Replacing my tongue with the index finger of my left hand I used both of my hands to pound in and out of her holes as I flicked my tongue over her, now dripping, pussy.She soon began bucking her hips harder onto my hands and began to tense up as she approached her climax. Lifting her mouth up off me she leaned back and began forcefully grinding her hips back on my invading fingers.“Ohh… I’m gonna cum… I’m gonna cum… “She panted as she let loose.Removing my fingers, I pulled her down onto my mouth and lapped at her wet pussy until her hips slowed their assault.“Mmmm…” That’s always soo nice.” She purred as she came down from her orgasm and began sucking my cock again.I pushed her off me and told her to spin around on top of me. Repositioning herself she straddled me and taking my hard, wet shaft into her hands she lowered herself onto it. I easily slid into her as she took me fully inside of her wetness. With her hands braced on my chest she humped up and down on my cock in quick, noisy strokes.Lifting her self up and grabbing each of her bouncing breasts in her hands she squeezed and tweaked them as she rode me, her head back and her mouth open.She was quite a site, a girl lost in the passion and pleasure of the moment, as she pumped harder on my cock causing my balls to stir.“Oh God, Lizzie… I’m gonna cum… I’m gonna cum right in your little pussy, Princess.” I moaned as I slammed my cock up into her harder.“Oh… wait Nick…not yet…wait… I’m gonna cum again.” She begged me as one of her hands slid down and worked her clit feverishly.I tried to hold back as long as I could, but knew it would only be a matter of seconds. Thrusting up into her as hard as I could I exploded into her pussy. 1…2…3 jets of hot cum squirting deeply into her.“Oh.. yes Nick… yes… I’m cuming…” She moaned as she came and continued to hump down on me and work her clit – forcing every last second out of her climax.I barely heard her as I was lost in my own bliss as 2 or 3 more hot spurts soaked her insides as I continued to come as I pumped my self in and out of her.Soon, she collapsed down onto me, her sweaty chest against my own sweaty chest as we hugged each other, with me still inside her. She slowly continued to hump back onto my deflating shaft trying to milk every drop out of it, as she leaned up and kissed my on the lips.“I love you Nick.” She said, starring into my eyes.“I love you to Lizzie.” I said, and pushed my sloppy tongue back into her mouth.After a few moments, completely spent, I slid her off me, and curled up behind her in a spooning position and held her close to me. Both of us were a sticky, sweaty mess, but at the moment neither of us cared. I held her close and kissed her neck as I thought about what just happened.Up until now, I had purposely not come in her pussy – for obvious reasons. With so many other sexual positions and releases, what was the need? This time though I couldn’t stop my self, or maybe more truthfully, didn’t want to stop my self. The consequences were there, and impossible to avoid, but I didn’t care anymore. I wanted her. I wanted everything from her. Everything…. consequences be damned.It was going to be a long, fun, hot summer.The End – Part 4~BostonBoy
