"Wake up, sunshine."

It was the morning after I drove my niece home to my apartment from the airport. She was staying with me for the summer while she waited for her dorm room to be available. Julie was as smart as a whip, just seventeen, fresh out of high school, and eager to start a new stage of her academic career at university.

A delightful young woman, Julie is very pretty: tall and slim with red hair cropped a bit above shoulder length. Her eyes, bright and wide, perfectly complement her bright, wide smile. And we've always gotten along great. I'm young at heart, although old enough to be her father. She's fun and lively, but not silly - actually, rather mature for her age.

She had asked me to wake her up in the morning. I guess sleeping through her alarm was one rather less mature characteristic that still lingered. Her door was open slightly. She hadn't stirred from my call so I slowly entered her room and walked to her bedside.

She lay on her side facing away from the door. The bed sheet was only up to her waist and I could see the thin, loose top with spaghetti straps over her shoulders that she had worn to bed. I looked to be made of silk. Her arm lay over her breast but I couldn't help but notice the ample curves of pale flesh her arm only partially concealed. My mind jumped unbidden to what an alluring sight she would be right now if he stretched. I wondered if I'd have the chance to see it.

Still no response, so I put my hand on her bare shoulder, so soft and warm, and gently pushed. "Wake up, sleepy," I said again. This time I got a soft, sleepy groan in reply and a small smile started to creep over her perfect lips.

It only took a couple of seconds for that smile to explode across Julie's face. She rubbed her eyes and then threw her arm to the side while flopping onto her back and looking up at me. My eyes automatically went to her chest and I saw that the top she wore was very low cut and very scanty, leaving the sides and tops of her breasts exposed. Her nipples were hard and clearly visible beneath the thin pink fabric. What a sight! I know my gaze lingered on her chest for too long but when my eyes returned to Julie's she just beamed her wonderful smile back at me wordlessly. And then she stretched.

She raised both arms over her head in a stretch and yawn that took my breath away. I think she noticed because her yawn ended with a little laugh. Then she reached up to my head. I bent and she placed her hands around my neck and leaned up to kiss me on the cheek while also giving me an even better view of those gorgeous tear-drop-shaped mounds on her chest.

She flopped back down on her back again, her breasts jiggling deliciously. She thanked me for waking her up and asked if could help with breakfast. As she spoke she rolled towards me and her breasts came dangerously close to spilling right out of her top. I couldn't help but look even though Julie was watching my eyes and saw me looking at her.

I sat on her bed and put my hand on her bare shoulder and said, "You know, I think I'm going to like this job of waking up my lovely niece every morning."

Then I got up, ending the conversation with, "Ok, beautiful, I'll see you in the kitchen for breakfast in a few minutes."

The rest of our days were mostly uneventful but this was how every morning started for us. Julie had several silk tops, all the same style but different colors, so I was treated to more or less the same sexy sight each day when I woke her up. It was certainly the most pleasant chore of my day.

One day, about a week later, Julie ate breakfast with me without changing her top first. She usually left the house fairly early each day but this day she wasn't planning to go out until the afternoon. I worked from home and typically just wore a robe until around noon. It was a thick robe and did a pretty good job of hiding the full effect my gorgeous niece was having on me.

We ate together, chatting and laughing, more or less like normal. Twice she got up to get some more food or condiments and I got to watch those fabulous tits come tantalizingly close to swinging free of her top. I tried not to be obvious but she'd have to be dense not to know how sexy she looked and what she was doing to me. After she finished eating, she rested her elbows on the table and her head in her hands. She watched me as we chatted. She was leaning forward and I got the sense she was intentionally letting me see her boobs hang away from her chest.

When she finally got up she walked around behind me and put her arms around me. While I sat there she leaned over and kissed the top of my head. I felt her breasts against the back of my head and wished I had my face turned the other way so I could nuzzle my face between them. While she held me like this she told me how much she enjoyed staying with me. When she finally let go and started to move away I grabbed a dish towel from the table and playfully flicked it toward her bottom.

This started a whole new round of fun as she spun toward me and bent forward, guarding herself with her hands and making little screams whenever a new flick came close to her. Full of youthful energy she darted about the kitchen, keeping me at bay, while treating me to the glorious spectacle of her tits swaying and dancing beneath her top. I was even finally treated to a couple of quick nipple slips when they briefly swayed out from under her top. Eventually, we got tired and she collapsed into my arms for a quick hug before darting off for a shower.

The next morning, before I called to her, I noticed through the door that her bed sheet was lower than usual. Julie was turned away from the door and the sheet was just over her thighs leaving the cutest little butt I had ever seen exposed. She was wearing a tan-colored top but there was no sign of panties at all.

I called her. No reply, as usual. My eyes were glued to that perfect little ass. I felt myself harden under my robe. I wanted to part my robe just for the thrill of walking over to her with my cock out and ready, but I didn't. It was obvious she had been teasing me but was she intentionally taking her teasing to the next level? I wasn't really sure what was going on or how far she wanted to take it so I determined to enjoy the view and take my cues from her.

I walked to her and put my hand on her shoulder like usual but rather than push her, I slowly caressed her soft smooth skin down her arm and back up her shoulder. "Wake up, beautiful," I said softly.

I got the impression she was already awake as she rolled onto her back and smiled up at me. The bed sheet just barely covered her pussy but I could see her shaved mound. I stared at it as I sat down on her bed.

"You know, it's not fair," I said, without lifting her eyes to hers just yet.

"What's not fair," Julie replied.

I finally met her gaze and replied, "The most beautiful thing I see each day is you, but I always see you first thing in the morning and then have nothing to look forward to for the rest of the day."

"Oh, that's the sweetest thing I've ever heard," Julie replied, covering my hand with hers before slowly tracing her fingers up and down my arm.

"Would you like to see more of me?" she asked shyly, her eyes lowered.

"I don't think I could ever see TOO much of you, Sweetie," I replied. Her smile grew and she looked into my eyes and watched as my own eyes wandered down over her body to her exposed mound with her pussy tantalizingly near but still hidden below the top of the sheet. As I watched Julie moved her hands to the sheet lying over her thighs. Slowly she slid her hands down her legs, lowering the sheet with them. I watched eagerly, hungrily as Julie's glistening slit and puffy lips came into view.

I swallowed the lump in my throat and glanced up into her eyes before quickly returning my gaze to her pussy. "So beautiful," I said. I looked up again and noticed that Julie had stopped smiling. Instead, her lips were parted and her chest was heaving with deep but rapid breaths. Her pose was incredibly erotic - her hands still on her thighs, almost framing the gorgeous pussy she had just exposed to my view.

Then slowly she raised her hands to her shoulders and tugged the straps down her arms, moving the fabric aside. Her bare breasts were full and round, a stark contrast to her thin frame and delicate features. Each magnificent breast was adorned by a very erect nipple and perfect areola.

She held this pose as I very deliberately and very obviously ran my eyes down her body, over her breasts to her pussy, and then back up and down once more. As long as she was posing like this for me I wanted her to feel me caressing her beautiful body with my eyes.

Finally, she put one of her hands over mine. Slowly she moved her legs apart and guided my hand toward her pussy until I was touching her soft, moist folds.

She shuddered and moaned at my touch. I wanted to attack her sweet pussy with my mouth but I was still determined not to go faster than Julie wanted. So I played with her soft, giving flesh with my fingers. Then I bent down and kissed her thigh before tracing a path of light kisses slowly toward her pussy.

Julie was starting to writhe in the bed. She slid her hands up her body, taking her breasts in her hands. I still hadn't touched Julie's clit or probed her vagina with my fingers and yet she looked like she was getting close to an orgasm. I thought of how it must be torture for her to feel my lips and tongue on her folds but not yet where she really needed it. She looked so hot, so ready to cum.

I lapped her slit with my tongue and felt her shudder. When my tongue reached her clit she screamed. She grabbed my hair with both fists and crushed my face into her pussy which she humped while an enormous orgasm wracked her body and covered my face with her juices.

After several seconds of orgasmic bliss, Julie pulled my head up towards her face. I licked her nipples and started to fondle her breasts. She pulled my face to hers and started kissing her juice from my lips. We kissed passionately as I fondled her breasts, twisting and pulling on her perfect nipples.

My robe had come mostly undone and Julie fumbled between my legs for my rock-hard penis which she grabbed with both hands. Spreading her legs even wider now Julie guided my penis to her pussy. She broke our kiss and looked at me. As I looked back into those amazing, bright blue eyes, I heard her whisper, "Just don't put it inside me yet, ok?"

I cupped and stroked her cheek and smiled. "Ok," I said. "Whatever you want." She smiled, and I got to my knees, giving her a view of the long hard rod she still held in her hands. I watched her look at it while she experimented with moving it from side to side and stroking it back and forth. Then she pushed it down towards her pussy. I lowered myself onto, but not into her. She was open and ready and I desperately wanted to thrust my cock deep inside her but I resisted still.

"You are so beautiful," I said honestly, again looking into those incredible eyes. Slowly, I started to hump, and she let go of my cock. We thrust against each other. My cock slid up and down her slit, the head teasing her clit with every stroke. I partially slipped inside her several times, adding to the unbearable eroticism of the moment. This time when she started to cum she grabbed my ass and thrust forward, pulling me inside of her.

Any pain she may have felt in being penetrated for the first time was swallowed up in the exquisite ecstasy of her orgasm. And when hers started, mine started. We thrust against each other, grinding pelvises as our genitals formed a perfect union. My mind reeled at the sensation of my seed exploding into this beautiful girl. I never wanted it to end and so I continued thrusting long after my climax had ended, ensuring that hers lasted as long as I could make it.

I took her hair in my fists and, looking down at her intently I said, "You beautiful thing. I love you so much." I kissed her passionately, still delirious feeling her pussy wrapped around my penis.

After such an intense orgasm I had no business still being as hard as I was but I wasn't going to waste it as I meant what I said about never being able to get enough of this little dream. I slid out of her and spun my body around so I could lick her pussy.

It thrilled me to know my cock and balls were inches from Julie's face. I had only begun to hope she would return the favor before I felt her warm, wet mouth slide over my stiff, sensitive shaft. Despite us both having just cum, our sex was so new and our need so great that before long we were cumming again in each other's mouths.

This time we were both spent and collapsed across each other. Our heads on each other's thighs, our faces inches from the other's sex. I think we might have dosed off for a few minutes like this. When I came out of my post-orgasmic haze I snuggled up behind her, draped my arm around her, cupping and fondling her breast.

"Wow," I said and she giggled in response as I held her. I told her how wonderful she was, making sure she felt good about what had happened and alleviating any concerns she had about what it meant. I made sure she knew she was in control of this part of our relationship and that my love and appreciation for her were there no matter what. I assured her I had no expectations other than that she would do whatever made her happy and that I would always do whatever I could to help make that happen, whatever it was.

When I finally left her room, I felt sure that I had accomplished what I now realized was most important to me. Julie was happy and excited about whatever she decided the future held in store for her and could count on me being there for her, in whatever way she needed me.