Jackie's Long Weekend.

He looked down the platform as the train doors started to slam shut like giant dominos tumbling. He looked up the platform. Where the hell was she? His niece was supposed to be on this train. The passengers, some looking pissed off, others happy and smiley funneled towards the exit.

 And then he spotted her, she must have been at the back of the train. He couldn't believe the change six months had made to her young body. Instead of the gawky school girl he had been expecting, and looking out for, here was a lovely young woman. Copper red hair bounced down to the shoulders as she walked towards him with an assured step and surprisingly graceful for a girl not yet seventeen.

She gave him a broad grin as she spotted him. She couldn't wave, she was carrying a bag in each hand, she was only supposed to be staying for three days, why so much luggage? He walked quickly towards her, mentally noting the changes. Her hips were more pronounce for a start. Her skirt fitted snugly at the hips but flared out in pleats at mid thigh. And such long legs! Her breasts were larger and their movement suggested she wasn't wearing a bra. She was a cracker!

"Hi Uncle Ted," she yelled, heads turned to see who was doing all the shouting. Men's eyes lingered, women looked hostile.

Uncle Ted ginned back and waved. As he reached her she dropped her bags and put her hands on his shoulders. He leaned down to give her a peck on the cheek but instead her face moved and he felt her soft lips touch his. Wasn't the contact just a little to long? Then she hugged him. Her supple body pressed against his. Over her shoulder he saw plump buttocks sticking out.

"Good to see you Jackie. You're looking great and you've turned into a young woman."

"Why, thank you Uncle Ted, exactly what a girl likes to hear to boost her ego."

He picked up both cases. As they started to walk to the car park she linked her arm in his. He felt the soft pressure of a breast against him and looked down. He admired the swell of her breast inside her blouse as they wobbled slightly. He looked quickly away when she looked up at him. She looked down at her breasts.

"Sorry about that Uncle Ted. It was so hot on the train I went to the loo and whipped my bra off."

Oh God! She had caught him looking at her cleavage.

"I know I've been very naughty so I am prepared to take my punishment." Her voice sounded light and humorous.

"Punishment! What punishment?"

"A spanking for being so naughty."

Ted chuckled. "I can let you off this time young lady."

"So, while I'm staying under your roof and you are responsible for me you will let me run wild and turn into a spoilt brat." The light tone was still there in her voice.

"First thing Jackie, you are already a spoilt brat, you get cut too much slack. Secondly, you are a spoilt brat because your parents have never laid a finger on you." He was stowing the cases on the back seat. " You've never had a spanking in your life."

" Oh but I have; several. My boyfriend spanks me when I'm late for a date and other reasons, but the first one I ever had was a teacher."

Ted held her door open, "A teacher! That's illegal. She should be sacked."

She slid in showing plenty of leg, "it wasn't a she." A simple statement that startled him.

Ted slid into the drivers seat. Jackie was buckling her seat belt, it crossed between her breasts emphasising her development. He buckled his own. "Don must have been bloody furious."

"Hardly Uncle Ted. I couldn't tell Daddy I had been spanked without telling him why I had been spanked."

Ted started the car and shifted into gear. The images of a man spanking his niece run through his mind. Her legs kicked in protest as her plump buttocks turned pink and hot. "What the hell had you done that merited a spanking."

She was quite for a moment. "It was more than one spanking. I had to go back to his office after class every day for a week." Her hand went onto his thigh. Ted had an erection down that side, her finger tips were very close. "It was the real thing as well, bent over his lap, skirt up and knickers down."

"Good God!" Her uncle digested that bit of information. "Every day for a week," To Jackie he seemed to be mulling it over in his mind. "What on earth did you do that was so serious? Can you tell me?"

She turned in her seat and looked at him, "promise you wont tell Daddy because it was a case of being spanked or expelled." The hand stroked his thigh. Was she naive or did she know what effect she was having?

"Of course I promise. Last thing I want to do is cause trouble between you and my brother."

 There was quite a long silence this time, " The headmaster caught me giving a prefect a blowjob after school on school premises. So you see I had to take the spanking. I couldn't let Daddy or Mummy hear about that."

Ted nearly missed a red light. "You were certainly caught between a rock and a hard place. But better than expulsion I suppose."

"Yes I was really frightened. You know what Daddy is like about my education. To save him finding out that I'm not his little angel after all, I would have agreed to the headmaster putting his penis in me."

Ted gasped. "Jackie! That's a terrible thing to say."

"Just being honest. He wouldn't have been my first Uncle Ted. I mean..I've told you this in confidence...if you threatened to tell Daddy, I...well I would have no choice, I would have to let you do whatever you wanted with me too."

Ted took a deep breath. He was hard as steel. He knew his knob was sticking out of the leg of his boxers. It must be so obvious to her. "Don't worry Jackie. I can keep a secret. But honestly, giving a boy a blowjob at your age." Her hand was still stroking his thigh, such a light, fluttery touch.

Jackie giggled, "this is the twenty-first century Uncle Ted. Any girl who is a virgin by the time of her fifteenth birthday is considered a freak."

"Did you lose... no I don't believe that for one minute young lady, now I know you are winding me up." He sounded suitably shocked. He had a long weekend to put up with this. He was going to be a nervous wreck. He tried changing the subject. "This boyfriend of yours. Your mum tells me he's quite a bit older than you."

"He's twenty six, tall, blonde and nearly handsome. He's not as good looking as you are." Her fingers seemed to be creeping ever closer, they were just fractions away. If her finger nails were just a little bit longer!

"Thank you. That's quite an age difference at your age. Your parents must be unhappy about it, in fact I know they are."

"I have thrown a tantrum or two, but they have accepted it now."

"That's a case of you being a spoilt brat. Far too much lee way. I know you've got your daddy wrapped around your little finger, but I'm surprised your mum wasn't harder on you."

"She was the last to crack, but I know something about Mummy that Daddy isn't aware of. Even then she was holding out until I asked her what, apart from the age difference, did she have against him? She had no answer. She just threw her hands in the air, told me to be careful and left it at that."

"But why someone that much older."

She leaned closer to him. He was sure he felt the lightest of touch brush his shaft as she did so. "I prefer mature men Uncle Ted. They treat you better and with more kindness. That's a good thing isn't it?"

"I suppose. I understand he's a bit of a tycoon?"

"Property development. His dad was the one who got it up and running. Clive took over when he died and expanded into other areas. He's wealthy, even richer than Daddy I should think."

Ted was more comfortable talking about money. With some luck and a lot of will power he might be able to get rid of the pictures in his head of her being spanked and her soft mouth taking in a hard cock, but, in his mind, it wasn't a teacher or a prefect involved. "So he's mature, blonde, tall, nearly handsome and wealthy, anything else?"

"He's a terrific lover."

Ted chuckled, he had left her an opening back to her favourite subject. "Too much information young lady." He thought about the shy gawky girl of six months ago. According to her she was sexually active then. She had hidden it well. perhaps she was cleverer than he had given her credit for. "How are you going to fill the time while you are with me."

"I have brought some school work with me. Chill out. Make use of your pool and gym to get some puppy fat off. Top up my tan if the weather holds out," she looked at him steadily, "would you mind if I sunbathed topless Uncle Ted?"

She was back on her favourite subject, "Well if you want too I suppose not. But not when Mrs. Hardy is there. She's my house keeper who pops in to clean for me and cook. She is going to come in most days and do us a meal, although I though we might pop out now and then and get a pub lunch in the village.

"Sounds good to me Uncle Ted. You are quite tanned yourself, we could sunbathe together."

"I...I may not have the time. We'll see."

"What are you busy with Uncle Ted?" Her hand had stopped stroking his thigh. God she was so, so close to it.

"Er..well bits and pieces really." Ted decided he would have to be much more careful around this girl. She was older than her years in some ways. He turned into his drive.

"Uncle Ted."

Wait for it, what now? "Yes Jackie."

"You didn't ask me what is was I knew about Mummy."

"What you were blackmailing your mother with, must be some kind of secret and should remain that way. I for one don't want to know." He hauled the cases out of the back. He was certain she was referring to the fact he was nailing her mother every time her father was away on business. 

As they walked to the front door she spoke again, "are you really going to let me off without a spanking for being such a naughty, naughty girl on the train?"

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Ted showed her to a light and airy room, he, or perhaps Mrs. Hardy, had gone to some trouble to make everything nice. The widow over-looked the back gardens with the fields stretching away into the distance.

"I don't know if there is enough empty drawers for this lot," he said indicating her luggage, " if not I can soon clear out some more."

"There's not really that much Uncle Ted. most of the weight is my beauty stuff."

"Beauty stuff! Why would you need beauty stuff?"

"Uncle Ted you're so sweet. You could turn a girls head."

"To continue, you know your way around the house, where the bathroom is etc. Sorry  haven't a en suite for you. There's plenty of snacks and things in the fridge and pantry, including drinks. Just help yourself. No alcohol."

"Mummy and daddy let me have alcohol." She pouted and put her hands behind her back, pushing out her breasts.

"How much alcohol, and before you answer I have only to pick up the telephone to check."

" One miserable glass of wine with dinner." she replied, sounding frustrated.

"Right then one glass of wine it is. No need to check up on that, I think you are being honest."

"It was two glasses actually."

"Nice try Jackie. Get yourself settled in then we will see what Mrs. Hardy has left us for lunch. And keep this room tidy, Mrs. Hardy cannot be expected to pick up your discarded clothes"

Ted turned and walked through the door, he heard her shout after him, "I'm going to tell mummy how horrible you are being."

He shouted back, "You have to call her and let her know you got here safe and sound, so you can tell her then."

Lunch was a homemade pizza with a side salad which Jackie wolfed down as only a young teenager can. She sat opposite him at the kitchen table, looking under her eyelashes at him, chewing her food. A small smile came to her lips. "What are you doing for the rest of the day Uncle Ted?"

He was about to say 'nothing', he had kept the day clear to make sure she was settled in and be with her, but he stopped himself. "Nothing too urgent. Did you want to take a drive round the country side or take a walk into the village?"

"It's too nice to be cooped up in a car, I was thinking we could relax by topping up our tans, you know, commune with Mother Nature and all that jazz."

Ted looked at her steadily, she meet his gaze without flinching. Ted wondered about calling her bluff, after all nothing could happen without his involvement. "Yes, ok Jackie lets do that. We can sun together and have a long chat. Get to know each other better."

Her eyes blinked, "What, really?"

"Yes really. Of course; if you've gone off the idea?"

"No, no. I'll go and get my bikini on, although I am growing out of it now. See you out there."

He heard her scampering up stairs. Ted followed closely behind. He changed into his trunks and picked up two towels and his sunglasses. He went into the rear gardens by the French doors and spread the towels out and then spread himself out on one of them. He had just closed his eyes when he heard her approaching. "It was a good idea of yours Jackie, I don't get many chances to do absolutely nothing." He could smell the hot roses.

She didn't reply, he heard her busying herself. "Will you put my sun tan lotion on Uncle Ted."

"Of course, be glad to help." He sat up and turned round, she wasn't topless, she had bottled out. Her top was two sizes too small a large amount of breast was on show including some squeezing out of the bottoms. The briefs were a snug fit he could see the start of the parting between her labia. She looked spectacular.

"Do my back please Uncle. Can you unclip my top for me?"

"Of course I can. There how's that?" She hung on to her top so it didn't fall away. She held her hair away with one hand. He rubbed cream on to his hands and used both to stroke it on starting on her shoulders. He worked down her back and the sides his fingers brush her swellings as his hands creamed her rib cage. She had deep dimples on her lower back. She had a great butt too. This girl really was special.

She took the lotion off him and cast her top away. Her young nipples were proud. She started to spread the cream on her tits, one at a time, squeezing and rubbing. Ted enjoyed the spectacle. Jackie kept looking at him and his groin, looking more and more nonplussed. "You alright Uncle Ted?"

"Yes, any reason why I shouldn't be?"

"No" Jackie couldn't understand what was going on. First he had kicked into touch her suggestion of spanking, then he had ignored her comments about her preference for mature men, and had changed the subject when she said her boyfriend was a great lover. He had an erection in the car that looked imposing, but here he was, watching her play with her own tits and not looking away. At least he was getting a hard on but he's not trying to hide it. Perhaps her obvious attractions were getting through to him after all.

"You've got a great body Jackie."

"Thank you Uncle Ted."

She parted her legs wider than necessary and creamed the inside of her thighs. The full length of her cleft was defined by her close fitting bikini. His erection had more space in his trunks. It looked as big as her boyfriend's. She had measured it with her school ruler, eight inch. She made no secret of admiring her uncle's. It might be thicker.

She pointed at it, "now who's being naughty and deserves a spanking?"

"You didn't expect anything else when a lovely girl shows her breasts to me and plays with them."

"I wasn't playing with them, I was putting sun tan lotion on, you wouldn't have done it."

"Of course I would, you didn't ask."

Jackie looked at him, he was on his back, his erection tenting his trunks. She couldn't understand his thinking at all. "Can I touch it?"

Her uncle seemed to consider it, "No I don't think so." He had an infuriating smile on his face.

"It's my fault. You should let me salve my conscience and get rid of it."

"Mmmm, no"

"A blowjob wouldn't be messy."

He laughed out loud, "thank you for informing me that you swallow, but it would be inappropriate behaviour on my part to allow such an intimacy."

If she had been standing she would have stamped her foot. No man had ever, not ever, turned her down before. "So we lay out here all afternoon and chat is that it?"

"Got it in one Jackie. And don't sulk, it dosen't sit well on that pretty face." 

Jackie lay on her back their arms almost touching. There was a cool zephyr that took away the fierceness of the sun. "Uncle Ted, have you got a girl friend?"

"Not at the moment."

"Will you let me be your girlfriend?"

"You already have a boyfriend."

"A girl can have more than one can't she?"

Ted sighed, "A bit unusual, but I suppose."

Jackie give a little infectious giggle, "is that a yes? Are we an item now?"

"If you like."

"In that case if you show me yours I'll show you mine."

"Behave yourself young lady." The chuckle in his voice encouraged her.

"No harm in look don't touch." Her hand slid down his stomach and lifted up the elasticized waist of his trunks. She peered in, the first thing she saw was a mat of black pubic hair, she gave a little gasp as she saw his veined shaft with its fat, purple crowning glory that lay along his stomach. "Uncle Ted you are absolutely enormous."

"I am not enormous just a little larger than average maybe. Now let go of my trunks."  She released the band so it slapped back to his stomach.

"I have to show you mine now."

"No need, I've already seen it, and very pretty it is too."

"You never have. When did you se it?"

"When you were about five month old."

Jackie laughed out loud. "You can't count that," she whispered in his ear, "It has hair now."

"The answer's still no."

"I'll take my bottom off and stand over your face so you can get a good look."

"Very tempting Jackie, but not today." Her uncle was tempted. His erection testified to that. He heard her move and then felt a cold blob on his chest. He opened his eyes and saw the lotion as her hand started to spread it gently, brushing over his nipple. She was kneeling beside him smiling. Suddenly she threw one leg over him, straddling him, and her body sat on his erection. Even through her bikini he could feel the warm from her pussy on his balls. As she rubbed in the lotion with both hands she slid her body up and down the full length of his prick; shifting her body for the benefit of her clit.

"Jackie this is really impropriate."

"You don't want to get sunburn Uncle Ted. You could peel and look a mess."

"As you well know, that is not what I mean. If it wasn't for two thin bits of cloth...". Ted could feel himself getting harder. He seemed to have had an erection ever since she got of the train. Her breasts with their proud nipples shimmied with her movement.

Ted saw the smile on her face as she continued to rub his chest, the lotion had long since disappeared. He let her continue, enjoying the sensation himself. He saw the smile freeze on her face and her eyes widen.

"Oh God!...Uncle Ted..." she gasped and threw her hips backwards and forwards frantically, squeaking and gasping as an orgasm swept in. The skin on his penis was forced back and forth with the friction. Eventually she slowed and stopped and collapsed crushing her breasts to his chest. She was panting from her efforts. "God...Uncle Ted. That was nice...and so unexpected...Thank you."

"Don't thank me, you did it all yourself." 

She was panting slightly. "If you can do that to me like this, what could you do if..." Jackie giggled. "I've fancied you for years, you know that don't you?"

"No I didn't know that and you couldn't have fancied me for years, you are only sixteen."

She still laid along his body, her pussy in contact with his cock. She clamped her lips to his without warning and flicked her tongue along his lips. Ted didn't shrug her off but neither did he respond. Jackie started to slide along him again, he got hold of her arms and pushed her giggling off him.

"I may be only sixteen, but that means I'm legal, and I have urges. I couldn't go a whole weekend without."

"If I let you stay a whole weekend you will have to go without. Didn't you bring a vibrator or something?"

"I don't own one Uncle Ted. I suppose I will have to take a walk into the village and find some mature man who finds me attractive."

Ted looked at the smile on her pretty face, "Don't even joke about that, let alone consider it."

She was quite for a while, "You would do it to me if I wasn't your niece, wouldn't you Uncle Ted?"

"Possibly."

"Well as I'm of age, the only thing stopping us having some terrific fun is that incest thing?"

"That makes it illegal."

"But that's because any babies might be born a bit strange. As I'm on the pill that problem disappears."

"You're parents would kill me."

"I wont tell if you don't."

"No"

"Well, let me hold it and I will leave you in peace."

"No Jackie" She went very quite. He sensed she was hurting, especially her ego. "You are a truly ravishing girl Jackie, but you must understand that your parents have trusted me with you, but for that I wouldn't be able to keep my hands off you. I've had a hard on since you got off the train."

"Thanks for that Uncle Ted." She soon bounced back and was chatting away about school and boys, clothes and pop-stars.

Ted sighed with relief, he had come so close to doing the unthinkable too his niece.

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She walked into the lounge ready for the stroll to the village pub for dinner. She wore a short skirt in Royal Stuart tartan that hung low on her hips, a halter neck top that finished just under her breasts and left an expanse of bare midriff. White ankle socks and white trainers on her feet with a shoulder bag, the strap of which crossed between her breasts. The make-up she wore made her look older without looking tarty. Her hair was brushed too a sheen.

Ted look at her, "Are you wearing a bra?"

"Of course not," she cupped both breasts and jiggled them, "they're firm, not floppy like Mummie's."

"Your mother's are not..." Ted stopped himself.

Jackie smiled at him, "don't stop now Uncle Ted, I think you were going to describe Mummie's titties."

"Lets get going then we will get a decent table. And friends of mine will be in there, so for God's sake behave yourself."

"If I am naughty will you spank me?"

"No I won't, What is it with you and spanking?"

"I enjoy it. Will you spank me if I'm good?"

Ted sighed, "Perhaps."

As they neared the outskirts Jackie linked arms with her uncle and pressed it to her breast. He looked down at her. "You are my boyfriend this week remember? Couples link arms, hold hands, kiss and have hot, sweaty sex." Ted sighed in exasperation.

Heads always turned when anybody walked into the pub and then turned away again except if it was a stranger. Ted wasn't a stranger, he was on first name terms with several of the locals, but Jackie held their attention. They sat at a window seat. Jackie saw guys looking at her as they talked too their companions, a smirk on their faces, sometimes laughing out loud. She didn't mind being the centre of attention. That's why she was dressed the way she was. And she knew what they were suggesting. A mature man walked over and Ted introduced him as Paul, making sure he understood she was his niece and not a sex toy. He returned to his companions to share the information he had been sent over to collect.

"He was cute," said Jackie.

"He's married."

"So he would keep it a secret if he played away from home. Where does he live?"

"Time you thought about food. What are you having?"

They enjoyed their meal with Jackie being a chatterbox, and occasionally catching Paul's eye, which didn't go unnoticed by Ted. She was allowed one glass of red wine. They linked arms again as they walked home, the setting sun casting a long shadow in front of them. She held his arm tighter walking up his drive, almost swinging off it. He felt the softness of her breast crushed against him.

"Was I a good girl in the pub, Uncle Ted?"

"I suppose"

"I deserve a spanking then? You did promise."

"I said 'perhaps'."

"A wink's as good as a nod. How many do I deserve for being good?"

"Oh God! I don't know. Six."

"And how many for being very good. And I was on my best behaviour, wasn't I?"

"Jesus Jackie!" Ted couldn't keep the humour out of his voice. "Ten, ten spanks."

"Twelve."

"I'm not haggling over this, it's ridiculous... Oh alright! Twelve it is."

"Fifteen"

"Sod off." 

Ted sat in his favourite armchair and picked up the TV magazine. Jackie didn't sit down, she stood in front of him, her hands on her hips, legs slightly apart. Her nipples defined by her top. All her clothes seemed too small.

"You're not thinking of watching the telly, are you?" she queried.

"Ok! Let's get it over with." Ted tried to sound as if it would be a chore, but didn't really succeed.

"How do you want me. Over your lap or bent over the arm of your chair?"

"Over my lap I suppose."

Jackie stood a dining chair in the middle of the room and motioned her uncle to sit in it. There was a look of triumph on her face that Ted didn't miss. He sat down and Jackie draped herself over his thighs, her hands on the carpet, her feet sticking out. She felt the flat of his hand smack her backside through her clothes.

"Uncle Ted! That was a pat on the butt. Do it properly like the headmaster. Lift my skirt up and take my panties down. That one didn't count." She trembled slightly as she felt his hands lift her skirt and her panties slide down to her knees.

Ted drank in the two plump cheeks offered to him, decorated by the tan lines of her bikini. His hand fell on the cheek furthest away from him.

"Harder Uncle Ted. You have to hurt me like the headmaster."

Thwack! Ted made his own palm sting as he landed the blow on the near cheek. He could see the print of his hand in the pinkness of his niece's buttock. He heard her gasp. Thwack! Another blow, back to the far cheek. One of her legs slipped off his lap, her foot touching the floor. Her thighs parted; exposing her labia and crevice too his eyes.

"The head touched my pussy with his fingers." Jackie's voice seemed to have turned a little husky.

Thwack! Another gasp from his niece. "I'm not the headmaster, and I don't believe you anyway." He rained blow after blow on alternate cheeks until the dozen was completed. His palms stroked her red cheeks feeling the heat. He couldn't resist. Two fingers stroked down her labia lips, he heard her hold her breath. He did manage to resist pushing his fingers into her pink cleft and feeling her wetness. "Ok young lady, that's it." He helped her straighten up. Jackie stood there rubbing her backside, her eyes were wet and her underwear still round her knees. "Did I hurt you too much?" he asked, genuine concern in his voice.

She shook her head, "it was lovely." Then she smiled. "Do you want me to pull my knickers up?"

"Yes of course."

"It's just that my boyfriend takes me from behind after he spanks me. It's nice to feel a cold stomach making contact with my hot botty. I really enjoy that."

"I am not your boyfriend so hoist them up."

"You are my boyfriend for this week, you said so." She showed him her delta of pubic hair as she dressed herself, wriggling her hips to get her panties in place and taking longer than necessary. The skin of his penis stretched to bursting with his erection.

Ted sat back in his armchair making no attempt to hide his arousal from his slut of a niece. She stepped up to him, he put his knees together to stop her getting between his legs and felt foolish. She knelt in front of him and put her chin on his knees, smiling. Her hands stroked his thighs making no attempt to touch his cock.

"We are both turned on, Uncle Ted. Where's the harm in some mutual masturbation? You've already touched me once, albeit fleeting."

Ted knew if he gave in it would be oral next time, soon to be followed by full penetration. He had been a young man himself the last time he had fucked a school girl. He shook his head.

"I can't stay like this. I will have to do it myself if you won't."

"Then do it yourself niece of mine."

She pulled herself up pouting with disappointment. "Some boyfriend you've turned out to be. At least we could have a kiss." Her lips made contact, her tongue invaded his mouth to which he responded. She straightened up. "Ok! If you must be a fuddy duddy, I'll do it myself." She walk over to the sofa and spread herself on it. The startled uncle watched her hand slip inside her panties.

"Jackie really! You're never going to do that there?"

"Huh huh. Couldn't wait any longer. I'm pretending its you"

Ted watched her fingers moving beneath the thin material, her thighs wide apart. Her eyes closed. She opened them now and then to check he was still watching. She saw his lips were slightly parted and a subtle change in his expression. His eyes stared with a glint. It was the first time she had produced a look anywhere near lust in him. She felt the first distant ripples of a building orgasm. Her spare hand went under her top and played with her nipples.

Ted saw her fingers moving faster and her hips jerking. The moans turned into quite squeaks as fingers and body moved in unison, then they got louder. He wasn't sure how much of the vocals were genuine or play-acting. Things subsided and then stopped. She withdrew her hands and stretched them above her head. She looked at her uncle and giggled, "That was the best for some time," she informed him. "Thank you."

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Ted stirred and opened his eyes to the morning light filtering into his bedroom. He was on his own. He had half expected Jackie to creep in during the night and torment him some more. He wasn't sure how he felt about her non-appearance. He swung his bare legs out of his bed; he always slept naked. He glanced at his bedside clock, it was 6.15. Early to bed and early to rise was his usual routine, as was 12 lengths in the pool and half an hour in the gym before a shower and breakfast.

He picked up his track suit bottom and a bath towel before venturing naked onto the landing. He stopped outside Jackie's door and listened. Silence. She would be out for a couple of hours yet. He started down the stairs.

Jackie heard his feet padding away from her door with disappointment. She had hoped he would come to her in the night. When he stooped outside her door she had held her breath and watched the door handle willing it to turn. The unfamiliar room and the dawn chorus, much more vocal in the country, had roused her early. She glanced at her watch it read 6.17. She snuggled down stretching her limbs then kick off the duvet. She looked down her body at her nipples and copper coloured pubic hair.

She blushed when she recalled her behaviour of the previous day. Two fingers stroked her labia as her uncle had done. He had touched her after all, he was weakening. She pricked up her ears when she heard a splash from underneath her room where two rooms had been converted into a swimming pool. She listened to the faint sounds of her uncle swimming.

Ted had done his three lengths with the crawl and had moved into the breast stroke when he heard Jackie yell, "Uncle Ted you're skinny dipping." He floundered and placed his feet on the tiled bottom. She was in the act of peeling off a white one-piece swimming costume. Her breast already free. Her hips wiggled and the garment feel to her ankles and was kicked away. 5 feet six of naked, young, nubile flesh knifed into the water aimed directly at him.

She glided under water towards him her eyes open, her face on the level of his groin. Her tress's tied back in a pony tail. Her hands gripped his hips and she planted a quick kiss on his limp knob before she surfaced. Her arms went round his neck and she pulled herself up wrapping her legs round his waist. His hands clenched her buttocks supporting her.

"Good morning boyfriend. How did you sleep last night?" Before he could answer her mouth clamped on his, her tongue darting out. He responded and kissed her back and nibbling at her bottom lip. His hands kneaded and squeezed her buttock cheeks. She broke away laughing. "You're a terrific kisser Uncle Ted." Her green eyes were sparkling, a happy grin on her face. "Do you skinny dip every morning or is it part of your technique to seduce me and have your wicked way with me?"

"I skinny dip every morning. I thought you would be asleep for another hour"

"You don't leave a girl much do you? You could have told me a little white lie and said it was for my benefit, and that you fancy me."

"I told you yesterday that I fancied you." Ted could feel the warmth from his niece's vagina on his torso and her firm tits pressed against his chest. He planted kisses her on her throat and felt her nipples harden as her head went back in response.

"What about having your wicked way?" Her voice was a little husky.

"Not going to happen Jackie."

"But you gave me a lovely orgasm in the garden yesterday, and when you gave me that spanking you touched me. They may be a small step for man, but it was a giant leap for girl kind."

Ted chuckled and continued to kiss her throat, lips, eyes, cheeks and ears. "I doubt if you will ever feel my hard prick squeeze into your soft, warm pussy and thrust and thrust, harder and harder, feeling your beautiful body move under me."

"Uncle Ted! Stop talking like that." She squirmed in his hands. "It's cruel." A hand went behind her back, reaching into the water. "Lower me, I can't reach you." Ted let her slide over his hips and felt her fingers wrap round his shaft. "God! you're big." She used slow strokes to massage him, sometimes running her finger tips round the fat gland. She pressed him hard between her butt cheeks and squirmed. "Lift me up a bit, I can't get you inside me like this."

Ted grinned and shook his head slowly. Jackie released him. "Put me down then." There was anger in her voice. She swam too the side and hauled herself out of the pool, picked up her bathing suit and stalked out of the room. Ted couldn't see the tears trickling down her cheeks..

He completed his swimming regime. Towelled himself off and donned his track suit bottom and had his half hour in the gym, showered, dressed and walked into the kitchen. The sky had clouded over, she wouldn't be sunbathing this morning. He went to the foot of the stairs and yelled up, "Jackie, breakfast time."

"Ok!" Her sulky reply came from the lounge. He poked his head round the door, she was sat at the dining table with school books spread out.

"What do you want for breakfast love?"

"I will come and get my own Uncle Ted. There's no need for you to wait on me hand and foot." She didn't sound angry, but she was far from friendly.

"I don't mind."

"I get my own breakfast at home," she replied standing up, "I'm not totally useless."

"I wasn't suggesting you are. You seem busy." She walked passed him, in bare feet, with the gracefulness she seemed to possess naturally. Her hair now lose, no make up, and a pair of scruffy looking jeans. He could see a bra through her blouse.

He watched her looking for the items she needed, not asking where to find them. An omelet was whipped up with easy practise and added to two rashers of bacon in a pan. She didn't offer to cook for her uncle, he only ate a meagre breakfast of cereal and toast, but she didn't' know that. She searched the cupboards for ketchup and put it on the kitchen table with a plate and cutlery. Ted put bread in the toaster. "Do you want any toast Jackie?"

"Two please," she replied without turning round. She finished her cooking and slid her food onto the plate. They ate in silence until Ted started to butter his toast.

"What are you studying?" he asked, the silence getting to him.

"Maths. Getting the worst over with."

He was a little encouraged by the crumb she had thrown him with the extra information. "Maths wasn't my strongest point when I was at school." He stood up. "Tea or coffee?"

"Prefer tea. No sugar" His niece's curt answer stung him.

"Look Jackie, you have to understand my position with regards to our relationship. I..."

She pushed her empty plate away as she interrupted him, "Your position! What about my position? You were squeezing my bum, kissing me all over my face, you let me play with your dick, getting me going, but when I wanted to feel you inside me, you turn all puritan. What the hell is the matter with you?" Her eyes started to brim as she crunched into her toast.

"I'm sorry Jackie it won't happen again, but in my own defence you have been coming on to..."

"Jesus Christ, Uncle Ted. I know I have been throwing myself at you. I'm more used to beating guys off than begging them, " she placed her unfinished toast on her plate, "Surely you can grasp the simple truth that I enjoy sex, I love it and need it. I want you to do things to me again. That spanking you gave me was wonderful. If you had taken me straight after it would have been dreamy." She started to collect the plates together.

"No need to do that Jackie, Mrs Hardy will be here soon."

"I clear up after myself at home, no need for Mrs Hardy to have to tidy up after me. As for my room, I may be a teenager but the cleanliness and tidiness of my room at home is a delight to mummy and a wonder to my friends." The kettle was boiling, soon the aroma of tea filled the room.

"I'm sorry Jackie. I don't understand young people. I've no children of my own."

Jackie was running hot water into the sink, preparing to wash up. She turned round and faced her uncle. "Why is it that a bloke can go out on the town hunting sex and he's Jack-the-Lad, a girl does it but she's not Jill-the-Lass? I suppose you consider me a slut?"

"Certainly not." Ted's denial was vehement, "please don't think that. I'll dry, you wash"

"It's more hygienic to let dishes drain than rub a cloth over them. Take the tea into the lounge, I'll be in shortly." 

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Jackie had drunk her tea and was trying to solve a maths problem when she heard a car approaching the front door. She lifted her head up and looked at her uncle who was reading the morning paper. He noticed her interest and looked at his watch. "That will be Mrs Hardy," Jackie heard her let herself in the front door. Within moments the lounge door opened without a knock. Jackie had been expecting a motherly matron. She was surprised at the attractive woman who walked in. She had fair hair and a full figure.

"Good morning Ted," she said, " and you must be Jackie." She walked across holding out her hand. The shook hands. "I hope you enjoy your stay here." Mrs Hardy looked at her school work. "You poor girl. He's a slave driver isn't he." She had blue eyes.

"Good morning Mrs Hardy," said the surprised Jackie. She couldn't be thirty yet.

"Call me Betty. I will be putting the washing machine on shortly if you have anything to go in."

"I'm fine thank you... Betty"

"Ok. I'll get on. I'll bring coffee in at eleven if that's ok with everyone." She walked out, closing the door quietly behind her. Jackie looked at the door for a few seconds, then she looked at her uncle. He was looking at her.

"What?" he asked.

"Nothing really. Just wondering why a woman like that would be a char lady."

"She is a full time carer, looking after her husband. She needs the extra tax free cash."

"What's wrong with him?"

"He was partially paralyzed in a traffic accident"

Jackie nodded her head and went back to her studies. She heard the sound of a vacuum cleaner in the room above her head, her uncle's room. She was finding it difficult to concentrate. She struggled on for another half hour and closed her books up, collected them together and left the room. Betty was vacuuming the landing. Jackie smiled at her as she stepped over the power cable and put her books away in her room. She put on her trainers and walked out the front door.

She wandered round the garden hardly noticing how colourful and tidy it was. He must be fucking her. Attractive with a useless husband. Probably the best paid housekeeper in the county. It would explain his reluctance to grab what she had put on offer. Yes that was it, she was cheating on her helpless husband, and being paid for it like a common whore. She could check the sheets for stains and search for pubic hairs that shouldn't be there. Hairs dislodged by his greedy enjoyment of her body. Jackie lost track of time wondering if it might not be better for her to return to her own home and boyfriend. At least with him she had quality sex on tap and as often as she needed.

Her uncle appeared at the French doors to inform her that coffee was ready if she wanted any. The three of them sat sipping good coffee, dunking biscuits and making small talk. Betty seemed to be as much at home in the lounge as Ted, while Jackie felt like an intruder, as if she was cramping their style. Betty cleared away the mugs and took them to the kitchen. Jackie followed her in a few minutes later.

"Do you like cottage pie, Jackie?" Betty asked, "I was thinking of getting one ready for your dinners."

"Yes I do. Can I help?"

"There's no need, I have the time."

"I would like too. I'm bored out of my skull. I can peel the spuds."

Jackie was beginning to like Betty as they chatted. She discovered that Betty's husband was paralyzed from the waist down and had been since the accident six months after their wedding. She had given up a promising career eight years ago too look after him. The accident had been his own fault. Nobody else was involved and he had been over the limit. The insurance was void so they depended on state benefits, what Betty could earn on the side, and charity from two sets of parents, who were not well off themselves. The state paid for their bungalow and vehicle to be adapted for wheelchair use. If she was bitter at the course her life had taken, she hid it well. She spoke of her husband with tenderness. Betty came in 'to do' for Ted every other day but not at all at weekends, unless Ted needed her, as he had the previous weekend to prepare for Jackie's visit.

Betty left at noon when the clouds were losing their battle with the sun leaving blue skies and a gentle breeze. After lunch, Ted changed his clothes and worked in the garden and Jackie returned to her school work but with little enthusiasm. She left her books on the dining table, stripped off in the pool room and plunged in. She swam several lengths as energetically as possible, partially dried herself off with her blouse and walked upstairs to the showers.

Ted looked around the garden with satisfaction breathing in the aroma of warm, new mown grass. He sweated slightly, the afternoon had turned muggy, the breeze gone. Everything was still, only the odd bird call and the buzz of a bee intruded into the silence. He showered, dressed and walked into the kitchen and topped up the kettle. He glanced into the lounge and saw the school books on the table. He looked in the pool room and could see from the wet on the tiles; she had had a dip at some time. She wasn't in the gym. He knocked on her bedroom door and quietly opened it. The clothes she had been wearing were on her bed.

He strode down the drive and turned at the gate heading for the village. It was with some relief he saw her walking towards him with her mobile glued to her ear, she was smiling. The smile disappeared when she spotted him. A few more words and she ended her conversation and dropped her mobile into her shoulder bag.

"Just been chatting to my boy friend," she announced. Ted wasn't interested in that.

"Where have you been?"

"Just for a stroll round the village, interesting church, it's got a Norman door way."

"I was worried about you. You should let me know if you are going to disappear like that."

She linked her arm in his, again her firm breast pressed against his arm. "Sorry uncle Ted. Spur of the moment thing. You were busy in the garden."

She seemed to have stopped sulking. Had she meet someone, a man and... "How is he-your boyfriend I mean?"

"Fine. He's missing me, and I'm missing him. I might cut my visit short."

"I would be sorry if you do, it's nice to have company."

They walked back to the house, her unfettered breasts wobbling. Ted looked at the horizon were huge, slow moving, clouds were towering upwards, there tops flattened out by the jet stream. 

Ted made an effort at dinner, setting the dining table as if he was throwing a dinner party. Flowers from the garden, candles, [although it was still daylight] and the best crockery. He allowed her two glasses of red wine.

"I'm sorry about the way I behaved this morning uncle Ted," she said when the conversation lulled, " I was being selfish. It was all about me, me, me." She hesitated, "I didn't stop to think you might be in a steady relationship."

"Don't apologise Jackie. I was at fault too, I responded to you in an inappropriate manner. I gave out mixed signals. I'm one of those people who think life is for living. One should squeeze the most out of each day. Even if it's just a walk down a country lane, listening to the birds and smelling the wild flowers. So I would never criticize the way you live your life, as long as you hurt nobody else in the process. End of lecture."

It did not go unnoticed by Jackie that he avoided the subject of him being in a steady relationship. They watched a dramatisation of Dickens', 'David Copperfield', starring Bob Hoskins as Mister Macawber and an even younger Daniel Radcliffe of Harry Potter fame playing the young David. They discussed the DVD over another glass of wine. Ted was very impressed with Jackie's intelligent criticism of the production, camera work and faultless acting. The rumbling of the approaching storm, with the occasional flicker of distant lightening, could now be heard.

Ted was reading sitting with his back against the headboard knowing sleep would be impossible until the storm had passed. The air had turned muggier. A sudden crack of thunder, followed by a blinding flash, startled him. Seconds later his bedroom door flew open and a naked Jackie with bouncing breasts ran to him, slipped into his bed and hugged him tight. 

"I'm scared of lightening," she gasped. Her smooth thigh crossed his legs, her hand stroked his chest.

"Nothing to worry about Jackie, you'll be safe here." His arm went around her stroking her back, his other hand stroked her flank. He slid down to a prone position. He could feel her breasts against him and his cock stiffening. Her hand left his chest reached down over her leg and gripped his shaft and squeezed. Another crack of thunder, nearer this time, rent the air. She stroked his cock with long loving strokes.

"Just to take my mind off the storm," she told him.

Ted said nothing and enjoyed her touch as her hand rolled his balls in her palm. He let her continue for a few minutes before his hand slid over her buttock reaching for her pussy. She moved her leg and rolled her hip to allow him easier access. There was signs of a little dampness inside her labia as his fingers probed.

The position was awkward, he couldn't do her willing pussy justice. He rolled her onto her back, her hand momentarily broke contact with his now rampant cock. Their lips meet softly, tongues sliding over each other as his hand fondled her firm breast. Her nipple swelled in response to his squeezes and tweaking. He kissed her eyes, cheeks, forehead, nose and chin. He nuzzled her ears nibbling the lobes, licked and kissed her throat, her head going back as she abandoned herself to his touch. He tried to judge the right moment from her mews before he closed his lips round her nipple. Just as he did so the room was bathed in electric light followed almost immediately by an ear splitting crash of thunder that rolled away into the distance. She lifted her shoulder pressing her breast to his mouth. He sucked the nipple and its surrounding areola into his mouth, his tongue flicking at the hard nub, switching breasts at regular intervals. Her hand had stopped massaging his cock as she concentrated selfishly on her own enjoyment. He heard her rub her thighs together while her young body trembled. Her free hand ruffled his hair.

His hand slid over her impossibly flat stomach to her hair coated mons, her legs parting in needy welcome. He ran his fingers through her pubic hair, feeling and tugging. He stroked the inside of her thigh down to her knee and back again, crossing over, allowing his fingers to brush firmly as they passed the small cushion-like labia. Her legs parted further still. He continued to tease with his thigh caresses, sometimes scratching with his nails. His mouth continued to work on her tits when he squeezed her labia between thumb and finger. Without warning, his finger stroked her long clitoris making her gasp and her hips jerk. She was wet. He slid down her slick cleft, two fingers curling into her tunnel seeking her g-spot. Ted knew there was no going back.

Jackie's hips rocked to his hand movement, pushing her squelching vagina to meet his delving fingers and the thumb on her clit, quite grunts escaping her lips at each thrust. Her body started to tremble. "Oh! Uncle Ted!" she gasped. Her arms went round his shoulders pulling her young back of the bed, her eyes screwed shut. "Oh God, uncle." She shuddered and her arms hugged him tightly. "Uncle...uncle." Her body shook as his fingers flashed back and forth, droplets of her juices sprinkled his wrist. She squealed and squeaked begging him not to stop.

As her orgasm ebbed, Jackie watched Ted as he kissed her down her chest, poked his tongue into her navel and sucked her pubic hair between his lips. The storm was overhead, lightening and thunder simultaneous. The rain turned to hail as it clattered on the widow panes. She saw him change position, kneeling between her spread legs. His hands squeezed her buttocks and lifted her hips in the air. A small smile twitched at the corners of his mouth as he admired her womanhood. She felt his breath on her body as his face drew close and saw his tongue appear and slide on her clit. A bolt shot through her at the touch. His cheeks were bristly on her thighs, his manly stubble scratching her smooth skin. She groaned as his tongue lapped at her juices, tasting her, exploring her. He sucked her pink inner lips into his mouth stroking them with his tongue. She felt it push into her vagina, thick and long, Her body spasmed around it, his lips crushed against the cushions of her labia. As his tongue licked in her cleft his nose stroked her clitoris. The tongue moved up and worked on her clit, he sucked on it. He was giving her the best oral she had ever experienced and her body responded in joyful abandonment. Jackie became aware of the onset of a orgasm; it was going to be huge.

Ripples of wonderful spasms grew to waves, building and building blissfully as her young body shuddered than began to shake uncontrollably. The hands that had been gripping the sheet went to Ted's head pressing him into her vulva. The squeals from deep in her throat echoed of the ceiling, competing with the thunder. She begged him to stop and then begged him not to stop. A tsunami broke and ravished her thrashing body. Her skin turned pink with her orgiastic flush as she raised her head off the bed gasping for breath, her eyes screwed tightly shut squeezing out tears of ecstasy.

They lay in each others arms exchanging deep kisses, her hand massaging his sticky shaft, spreading his pre-cum. "That was wonderful Uncle Ted. Thank you," Jackie said. The thunder storm was moving slowly away. She squeezed his engorged gland. "I want to feel you inside me Uncle Ted," she whispered.

"Jackie..."

"Please. Please Uncle Ted. Please do it to me." Her lips were trembling, her eyes pleading. Ted groaned inwardly, two days, that was all it had taken her to break down his resolve. He shifted his position and she spread her legs eagerly. He knelt between them and reached to a small drawer of the bedside cabinet. She watched him open the drawer and remove a condom.

"No!" she cried taking it off him, "just you, I want to feel you."

His curved cock was straining, the foreskin tight around his shaft as the blood pounded through it. Her fingers guided it to her sweet entrance, she whimpered as she felt the first soft touch as it nestled in the rim of her vagina. Ted pushed slowly, his fat gland easing her apart, her knees pulled back and spread wider. She felt herself stretching. "Oh my God, Uncle Ted! That's...that's so good." Her juices were flowing, coating his manhood as it slowly, so slowly, penetrated her, his ever thickening manhood going deeper and deeper.

Ted held himself off her young body with locked arms, feeling her soft, welcoming warmth surround him. She seemed to be sucking him in, greedily devouring him. Her face looked serene as she enjoyed the after-glow of her earlier climax, her tongue licked across her top lip. Ted's pendent balls came to rest on her buttocks as his groin squashed her swollen labia cushions. He held himself buried in her too the hilt, enjoying the feel of her warmth and fluttering vagina walls. Jackie felt fully corked. As he withdrew her grip tightened, unwilling to release him.

Jackie looked down as the thick cock filling her emerged from her body. It glistened with her moisture, thick vines highlighted. At last her darling Uncle Ted's cock was fucking her, the same weapon that was fucking her mother. She mewed softly and trembled with emotion as his purple plum checked against her pelvic bone and started to re-enter. He set up long, deep strokes in a slow, loving rhythm. She rolled her hips to meet him, gripping and releasing, groaning at every delicious throbbing thrust, mewing with every blissful withdrawal.

Ted didn't miss the look of rapture her pretty school-girl face displayed, or the gentle noises of pleasure that escaped her open lips. He had a fleeting moment of disquiet that a sixteen-year old should be so experienced, but that tempered the unease that he felt because she was his niece.

"You are very special Jackie. I'm enjoying you so much." Her hands holding his arms gripped harder and her thighs squeezed his rib cage.

"This is wonderful Uncle Ted, it feels so good," she groaned in reply.

Ted increased the tempo to harder, faster thrusts producing squelches from her drenched       pussy. Jackie squeaked as the knob caressed her g-spot and groaned as the shaft stroked her clit on withdrawal. Her hips rocked to his rhythm to increase her pleasure. The ripples started deep in her being as her pleasure grew. "Oh God, Uncle Ted...wonderful...Oh God...Oh God!" Her squeals echoed around the room. Ted flexed his back, driving his penis into her hungry vagina deep and hard. The thrill of fucking a nubile schoolgirl who was so responsive added more power to his loins. He plunged and plunged driving his cock up to the root again and again. Her screams, his gasps, the squelching pussy and the spanking slap of flesh on flesh generated a cacophony of noise. Jackie's breasts bounced as her spine soaked up the jolting power of her uncle's battering. She shook violently, her head rolling from side to side as her vagina convulsed around the bliss producing, throbbing cock that pistoned inside her softness.

Jackie had never before experienced the emotional and ecstatic roller-coaster that her uncle had drawn out of her mind and body. She tingled all over and felt hot and sweaty. She vaguely felt a twinge of jealousy that her mother had been enjoying him for years. His wonderful cock wasn't that much thicker than her boyfriends, but the way he used it and the way he seemed to contact all those places that generated bliss was the product of long experience and unselfish attention to her needs. Everything seemed in sharper focus. She felt every powerful beat of his heart through his hardness. Every caress of his fat gland on her g-spot, the way his rigid shaft stroked her clitoris, the jolting contact of his groin on her labia. As another orgasm rushed in, she was aware of extra urgency in his plundering of her body. His penis seem to expand. 'God Jackie!' he gasped. 'Jackie...Jackie!' She felt his sperm splatter into her welcoming vagina, again and again.

'Enjoy me, Uncle Ted, enjoy me.' She milked him of all he had to offer, trying to suck his juice out of him. He rode her greedily until he was too limp to continue.

Jackie lay listening to her sleeping uncle's steady breathing, her schoolgirl body wallowing in the after glow of the best orgasms she had experienced. The thunder rumbled in the distance. She sighed deeply as she relived the moment she felt his penis penetrating her for the first time. His fucking had started loving but quickly turned too unbridled lust. She felt the stickiness on her thigh were his sperm had leaked out. There had been so much of it which made her wonder how long he had been saving it up. 'It's not going to happen', he had told her when she had first offered herself to him. She giggled quietly at her success. Now the flood gates would open. She had one full day before returning home and fully intended to make the most of her new stud. She wanted to have him in different positions. She wanted him in her bed, on the kitchen table, in the gym and the outdoors. Everywhere, and as often as he could manage. He must have Viagra in the house somewhere. And a few spankings. She would insist on being fucked in the car on the way to the station. Her hand slid down his chest to his soft cock, it was sticky, it needed sucking clean. She moved her position to take it in her mouth. Jackie would wait until she was boarding the train before telling him she wasn't the least bit afraid of thunder and in fact enjoyed their raw power.