Ch. 53: My Sister, My Niece, And Me by SailorVibe

The next morning, I checked my messages on my phone. I had three voicemails from my niece that I had somehow missed. Probably came in while I was ravishing Cassie’s enormous tits and ultra-sweet cunt. I dialed voicemail and heard my young niece’s voice. It was trembling as she relayed the message that her dad, my sister’s ex-husband, had died suddenly. She broke down in tears as she said this and the recording only captured her sobbing in the background before it went silent.

I quickly got online and made some flight reservations. Once confirmed, I dialed my niece. She didn’t pick up so I left a voicemail detailing my flight plans. My flight was scheduled to take off shortly after lunch, so I hurriedly threw some clothes in a carryon, summoned an Uber, and walked to the marina office. I extended my stay again and waited outside for my ride.

This was a sorrowful journey yet I loved flying. Airports are notorious for having an abundant number of hot looking, tight body, I’d fuck you in the bathroom type of women. As I walked through the terminal, my head was on a swivel,

turning this way and that so as not to miss a single hot cunt.

And then there were the flight attendants. Many are older now but, overall, they are a beauty to see. And some are now fit yound guys – an added bonus. I love to watch them saunter up the aisle, their perfectly shaped, tight little butts drawing every eye not glued to a phone. I usually tried to get an aisle seat so that when they stretched across to serve the window seat, their boobs would nudge my face.

When I arrived at my destination, I rented a car and drove the half hour to my sister’s house. My niece had lived with her since my sister, Kate, had been divorced. Kate’s marriage to Charles ended shortly after they married.

They lived in the country on a farm and she had caught him, late one night, out in the barn fucking one of the sheep. Although Kate was very open-minded about sex (having ‘taught’ me how to fuck and suck as a young boy), seeing Charles have his way with a sheep somehow didn’t sit well with her. Even though she was 6 months pregnant, she divorced him.

When the baby was born, she was christened Elaine, but everybody called her El. I hadn’t seen either my sister or my niece in nearly a decade, so my arrival was a homecoming, family reunion and funeral wake all rolled into one.

When I knocked on the door, El opened it. My goodness. She was now a comely lass. Since her pre-pubescent days, she had definitely grown up, and out! She had long brown hair, a tender teenage face, and large, expressive brown eyes. Her body had filled out in all the right places. She sported an adult size rack, slim waist and hips that begged to be grabbed onto from behind. In many ways, she reminded me of my sister, at least physically. I wondered if Kate had “liberated” El and taught her carnal knowledge.

Upon seeing me she squealed “Oh, Uncle Sailor!” and threw her arms around my neck, hugging me tightly. I could feel her firm breasts solidly against my chest as I wrapped my arms around her lithe body, one hand on her ass. When she felt my hand cupping her ass cheek, she pushed her groin into mine, rubbing it side to side ever so seductively. She held me in a bear hug for longer than expected, then looked up at me and planted a big, wet kiss on my lips. “I’m SO glad you’re here! I haven’t seen you in SO long, we have a lot of catching up to do.”

I put my hands on her shoulders and held her at arm’s length as I surveyed her nubile, young body. “Holy Moly! Have you ever grown up into a beautiful young lady. You’re lovely, a sight for sore eyes. I’ll bet you have a hard time keeping the boys away at school.” “Let’s just say that I get around. I have fun but we’ll leave it at that for now. Come in and see Kate. She’s been waiting for you.”

I walked through the door and saw Kate sitting at the big table in the country kitchen, straight ahead. She had a sad look on her face, her cheeks still stained from the tears. She was smoking a joint and upon seeing me, her face lit up as she dropped the joint in the ashtray and bolted up, almost skipping over to hug me.

She, too, gave me a bear hug, her 38D cups flattened against my chest. She let go and grabbed my head in both hands as she looked intently at me. Then she also planted a big, wet kiss on my lips and invited me to sit with them.

Kate was still very attractive although her body had thickened a bit after having El. Her hair was shorter now, just below her ears, and was starting to sport some flecks of gray. Her boobs, braless since sis was done with training bras, hung down, flattened against her chest. As she settled into her chair, I noticed that she still had her wide hips.

My mind flashed back to the times when I was going through puberty and she taught me about sex. Mom was an alcoholic; dad was a workaholic and they never had time for the “sex talk” with me. So, Kate had assumed that role.

She had let me fuck her, giving detailed guidance on what felt good, what didn’t. She showed me how to kiss, and, especially, how to give a woman head. I remembered those wide hips, holding onto them, using them as handles to pull her snatch back against my groin.

First, we went over details of the funeral. Today was Sunday and the funeral was scheduled for Wednesday. Kate had made some arrangements for a wake at the nicest hotel in town after the funeral service. A bunch of cousins and the remaining Aunts and Uncles would be in town. I hadn’t seen most of them in eons, so it would be a good opportunity to catch up.

The three of us sat at the table engaged in small talk. They both wanted to know all about my life, living on a boat. Between several joints and a fifth of bourbon, we all got pleasantly buzzed and the liquor loosened my tongue. I wanted to find out more about El and her sex life. I also needed to get a feeling for the possibility of revisiting Kate’s cunt. I remembered it to be a sloppy, wet mess in my childhood. I wanted to see if it still was.

I started my quest for details with El. “Tell me, El, you’re in high school now. How are you finding that?” “I’m a cheerleader for the football team and editor of the school newspaper.” “My goodness! Talent and beauty. You’re gonna go far in this world, I can see it.” “I hope so. I want to go to college and major in journalism. My writing niche is a bit avant-garde; I mostly write about sex and my sexual escapades. Being a cheerleader for the football team has certainly given me a fertile field to plow, that’s for sure.”

Holy shit!! What did she just tell me? I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. Or seeing. As she was describing her activities, she slipped one hand below the table and began rubbing her crotch.

“Damn, Kate. You never told me about El’s comings and goings, pun intended. I’m intrigued, to say the least. But what about you? I haven’t seen you since, when, since after your divorce and El was born?” “It’s been since then, but not since El was 5 or 6. Remember that impromptu gathering of the cousins? That was about 10 years ago, wasn’t it?” “Oh, yeah. I remember. Las Vegas. Had some pretty wild sex there, didn’t we?” “About all I remember from that time was just you and me holing up in our room, only emerging for food and cocktail hour with the cousins.”

El suddenly blurted out “What the fuck, mom! You and uncle Sailor hooked up? You’ve never told me about that. Shit. You’re gonna have to fill me in on all the details. I see several new chapters to my diary coming up.” “Oh, you sweet summer’s child. There’s lots from my past that you have no clue about. Your uncle and I have been banging since he was going through puberty. I introduced him to sex. Maybe you’ll get a chance to see whether I was a good teacher or not during this visit.”

El drained her glass of bourbon, slammed it down on the table and said “Set ‘em up once more, bartender. I need a bracer for this one.” She looked right at me, those big beautiful brown eyes staring at me, a soft, come hither look in them, then rose from her chair and brought the bottle to the table. She poured generous portions for each of us, downed hers in one gulp and refilled it. She glanced at her mom, her expression clearly looking for approval to disappear with me into the bedroom. Kate nodded her head and El grabbed my arm, tugging me to stand up and follow her.

She led me down the hallway and into her room. She didn’t close the door – there were no secrets, nothing to hide in this house. Her first move was to turn around and undo my belt, letting my pants drop. My friend was semi-hard after all the talk and memories of sex. I had visions of El, lying on her back in the rear of a van, with half the football team gang banging her, one after another.

But El had a different vision. My shorts gone, she yanked my boxers off and grabbed my cock. She stroked it with one hand as she dismissed her pants, then she sat down on the floor, her back against the wall. “Over here, Uncle. I particularly like having my mouth fucked while I’m against the wall. I’m anxious to see if I can make you cum.”

I didn’t need any more encouragement than that. I stepped in front of her face and put my dick in her mouth. She was sitting on her hands as I started stroking it in and out. Her mouth was young, wet and warm as it slid in and out. I was just leisurely fucking her face, not sure of her limits. As I casually stroked my now hard cock deeper into her mouth, she reached up and grabbed my ass, pulling it toward her.

She turned her head and told me “Don’t hold back, please. I want my mouth to be your pleasure hole. I hope you like it, sloppy with tons of saliva everywhere. My mouth tends to get really nasty, the harder you fuck it. So have at it. Don’t hold back just because I’m young. I’ve had lots of practice sucking off the team, before and after games. Let’s see what you’ve got.”

Given the green light, I upped my game. I commenced stroking it in deep, thrusting it against her deepthroat door. It collapsed after just two strokes, letting my entire rod fill her throat. I put my hands against the wall behind her for support and continued fucking her luscious mouth. Now that it was able to go all the way down her throat, I took advantage and began pounding the ever loving shit out of her head.

I crouched my pelvis down a bit and started thrusting my dick down her throat hard. I slammed it in and out of her mouth as gobs of spit and drool drained down on her tits. I just kept pounding her mouth, going faster and faster. It seemed that the harder and faster I pounded, the more her mouth drained her spit down her chin.

As I was thrashing her mouth, brutally banging it into submission against the wall, I looked down at the action. She didn’t seem to be in any distress although she was holding onto my ass cheeks for dear life. When she dug her fingernails into my butt flesh, it sent a quiver up my spine and I felt that unmistakable tingle from deep within my groin.

With just a few more strokes I cried out “OH, Fuck YES! You’ve got me, you’ve got me, darlin. I’m gonna cum, I’m gonna CUMMMM!” As I cried out, she doubled up on her fingernails digging into my ass and her yanking my hips harder toward her face. I exploded in a massive load. The first spasm was deep in her throat. I held it there, all the way in as I completed my orgasm with three more squirts. It was an exceptional feeling that I never wanted to end. I just held my cock down her throat, the weight of my body holding her head against the wall, nowhere to go.

When my dick stopped pulsing, I pulled it out of her mouth. She turned her face toward the floor as she gasped for air while thick wads of spit and cum juice flowed from her mouth. She laced a long string of it on her fingers and slathered it on my cock, as she leaned forward and gently kissed his still throbbing head. She licked my rod clean and wiped her chin. Then she looked up at me with those pretty, brown eyes, her soft gaze had a smug sense of satisfaction.

“How was that, uncle? Did I meet your expectations?” “Shit, baby doll. You exceeded them. After that treatment, I’m anxious to see what else you have in store.” “All in good time, uncle, all in good time. Bet you didn’t know that I’m a cum slut, did you? I have a fetish for having guys shoot their cum all over me, especially on my face. The team calls me the Cum Queen. I get so riled up when they line up and jack off on me, covering me with their tasty cum. It gets me so fucking hot having all that cum spewed on me that sometimes I piss my pants. It really, really turns me on. But right now, I need another drink.”

I pulled my shorts on and we went back to the country kitchen table. Kate had a very pleased look on her face as she said “Sounds as if you two had a good time getting to know each other better. At one point I peeked around the door and you were having fun pounding El’s face. Did she make you cum on her face or did she swallow?” “Mooommm, you know how I roll. The first time’s always down my throat. You’ve taught me to always make my partner happy and satisfied first – then get my jollies the next time.”

It had been a long day, travelling and whatnot. We polished off the bottle of bourbon before I found the guest room and collapsed on the bed. As I drifted off, my mind was exploring what had just happened and fantasized about what lay ahead.