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Happy Christmas Uncle

Sven the Elder

Business took me to town where my sister lived. Then the dilemma
kicks in. The business meeting's dragged and it's become obvious
that we were never going to manage to cram everything in over the
working lunch on Friday. None of the others want to stay late on
what was after all poets day. Poets day? Ah come on - you've all
heard of Poets day? Piss Off Early Tomorrow's Saturday!

Yeah well that's just fine and dandy for those who live and work
locally. For folks like me who live almost three hundred miles
away it means there is no way we're going to make it worth our
while driving home and back again, especially in Winter. Cheaper
to stay locally and pick up the threads fresh again on Monday
morning.

Which brings me back to the dilemma. To stay with little sis or
not just the week before Christmas. Now please don't get me wrong
- I'm very fond of my little sister, trouble is she's some ten
years younger than I am - doesn't seem a lot, but I left home
when she was eight so we never really got to know each other as
adults - I just occasionally get the impression that her view of
me is in the 'boring old fart' category. Still I'm always made
welcome even if I am reluctant to inflict myself on them. In the
end this time my mind was made up for me. There was some sort of
local pre-Christmas arts festival that weekend, which was why my
colleagues wanted to get away, and also why all the local hotels
in my expense account budget range were booked out. So I swung by
her house.

I suppose I should have rung first. No I didn't catch them in a
compromising position or anything like that, but I was left with
the distinct impression that I wasn't quite as welcome as I might
have been. In the end of course I stayed. With one daughter now
living with her partner, the other had finished her university
degree and was now living and working from home. Even still there
was more than enough room to put me up. I would however be left
pretty much to my own devices - that was made pretty clear. Sis
and her Chamber of Commerce-hubby were very involved in the
hierarchy of the festival - daughter made a face behind their
backs at this point, and grinned at me - so they would be out
late and away early on each of the days over the weekend.

Cue niece!

Shauna and I had always been quite close as she was fond of and
got on well with both my sons and also my wife and I. She'd
stayed with us when she was younger and unlike her rather spoilt,
precocious and moody older sister had grown up into a well
adjusted, quite normal young adult. One could almost say in spite
of the best endeavours of my sister and her husband, but then
isn't that normal in a lot of families.

A few minutes later as Sister - Charlotte, and Husband - Jack,
bustled out on their way to their important social gatherings,
Shauna and I waved them off.

"So Shauna, if Uncle is paying and I am, where can we go have a
quiet bite to eat?"

She laughed, put on a baby voice and said "Well, Uncle Sven..."

She got no further as I swatted her ass, then held her shoulders
and stated very firmly - "If you call me Uncle again, just once
more this evening, I'll smack your behind and all bets are off!"
The twinkle in her eye made me realise that perhaps the threat
wasn't such a hell of a good idea suddenly, but I kept my grip on
her shoulders nevertheless.

She giggled a bit more and relaxing in my grip laid her head on
my chest and said "Okay, Sven, I'll be good. Now if you let me go
I'll take you up to your room, we can freshen up, then if we head
off out, I know a pub about ten miles away where we can grab a
bite to eat without having to book."

"Sounds good," I said, kissed her on her forehead - which made
her blush, Shauna blushes easily, then letting her go I grabbed
my overnight bag and computer and followed her upstairs. As I did
so I noted that 'little' Shauna had indeed grown up into an
attractive woman, her tight little ass was mesmerisingly cute. I
shook my head and cleared those sort of thoughts well out of my
head - this was my twenty four year old niece, I was in my
fifties and this was my sister's house. She'd have both my nuts
on a platter if she knew what I'd just been thinking!

Shauna dug me out a shower towel and showed me the layout of the
guest suite. "Damn sight nicer than the local Holiday Inn," I
said, "Now I'll shower and freshen up and be with you in half an
hour."

She looked me straight in the eye and answered "Back scrub, sir?"
I grinned back, made a joke about hot and cold running chamber
maids, patted her butt as she scooted past which made her giggle
again and as I shut the door behind her the thought of being
entertained by her company over the weekend made it all seem a
bit easier than had I had the full attention of Charlotte and
Jack.

           o - 0 - o

About forty minutes later Shauna was navigating us across
country, the lovely winding roads that both I and my classic
Porsche love. Great lights, fun road, a good car and a pretty
blonde beside me - this looked like being a good evening spent in
pleasant company.

After some twenty minutes or so we pulled off into the archetypal
example of an out of the way, olde worlde English Country Pub -
The Old Mill. As the festival was on it was almost empty and the
restaurant manager seated us in a secluded alcove with a window
view of the millstream, wheel and lade picked out tastefully in
subdued, hidden lighting. His comment of "that'll allow you and
your daughter some peace and quiet," must have made him wonder as
I looked blank and Shauna seeing my face went red and giggled. I
suspect that when it dawned on me I also blushed as he winked at
me in a knowing way as he went off with our drinks order.

As he disappeared Shauna laughed and said, "Well, sugar daddy?" I
knew by her expression that I must have blushed even more.

When the drinks appeared I raised mine in a toast - "Sod 'em all,
we're still going to enjoy ourselves..." but was totally
unprepared for what happened next, as I raised my glass and took
a sip, Shauna ran her toes along the top of my leg and was duly
rewarded by her Uncle blowing a mouthful of beer everywhere to
more than one disapproving look from what few other guests there
were. As I struggled for breath I finally managed to gather
myself enough to ask her not to do 'that' before we got thrown
out. Looking contrite she promised to behave herself, however
difficult it was. Even still more than once she played footsie
with me during the rest of the sojourn, but that I felt I could
cope with even if it was a distraction.

The rest of our dinner passed quickly with what to most would
have been a very 'geeky' evening, but which in fact was most
interesting. I'm in the computer business and her degree is as
well, so time flew as we discussed the more up to date trends of
mutual interest. I paid the cheque as she went to the powder room
and it was only half way to the car that I realised that as we
were walking out the door she had slipped her arm though mine. It
seemed quite natural at the time. I held open her door for her as
she slipped into her seat and was rewarded with not only a
delectable view of the top of her legs, far enough to have the
hint in the light from the floodlights that any panties that
might once have been worn were not there now. As she saw where my
gaze had been, I'm sure she was again gratified with the sight of
me blushing yet again, it certainly seemed to be her sole aim. As
I walked round to the driver's side I pondered over the way she
was displaying herself as if I was her 'date' - I also
contemplated that I was being teased to the point of distraction,
in fact to the point that had I been her 'date' I knew I'd have
been in for a home run.

On the way home I asked about the whereabouts of the guy I'd seen
on my last visit. The one that as I put it 'she seemed to be an
item with.' It transpired Jack had managed to frighten him off.
Seemed it happened a lot. When I commented on it she just
shrugged her shoulders. "Uncle, I'm not a slut, although I did
sleep with them, but I didn't like any of them enough to stand up
to Dad over it. It's still useful to be able to live at home just
at them moment. I've got a lot of debt to clear before I can
think of a place of my own." I dropped the conversation at that
point as the traffic got heavier coming back into town. As we
were approaching their house I realised, at about the same time
as Shauna, that we were following Charlotte and Jack home. It was
confirmed as we turned into the driveway of the house behind
them. Though I didn't think much of it at the time Shauna
muttered 'Bugger!' half under her breath.

Once we were inside Charlotte and Jack made polite conversation
over a night-cap, Shauna excused herself and ostensibly went off
to bed, and as 'they had a long day tomorrow' Jack and Charlotte
soon followed. As it had been a busy day I saw no reason not to
follow suit so decided to go to bed myself.

Lying in bed in the darkness in that half sleeping half waking
state, I was thinking of the evening and Shauna and realised I
was more than a little erect and groaned inwardly contemplating
my current celibacy now that Jane and I were divorced. I wondered
what might have happened if my sister and brother-in-law hadn't
arrived at the same time. Then shook my head in disbelief at my
thoughts - not only was she younger than both my sons, she was
also my niece. Whatever I felt like it was still incest and
heavily taboo.

Half asleep as I was I must have missed the soft click as the
door opened. However I didn't miss the weight of someone sliding
into bed with me though. Nor the hand on my mouth or the hoarse
whisper of "Shh!" as a naked body snuggled up to me. She twisted
in my arms and spooned against me, pulling my hands round her as
that 'tight little ass' ground its delectable way against my
aching hardness. Shauna reached down and eased my length between
her legs then steered my hands into holding her beautiful
breasts, breathtakingly soft, nipples hard as little pebbles in
the palms of my hands.

Even if I had wanted to I could not have stopped now. She
wriggled a little and steered the tip of me into her opening.
"Fuck me, don't make love - just fuck me hard, now!" As she said
that last word she wriggled again and then pushed sharply back
and down sliding the whole length of me deep inside her wet and
ready cleft. She was if anything more worked up than I was,
because less than a minute since getting into bed with me she
was, after little more than three or four shuddering strokes,
hitting a high that brought me with her in a gasping but silent,
screaming come, arching as deep as I could up into her.

Our breaths came in gasps as we tried to be as quiet as possible.
Finally I managed to ask "Sweet Jesus Shauna, what if Jack and
Charlotte hear us?"

"They won't - listen," was her answer.

Through the closed door I could hear the subdued but distinct
sound of lovemaking. "Friday night is fucking night," Shauna
continued, "has been for a long time - anyway they're probably
pissed, usually are. They won't be out of there or bothering us
before morning, then they'll be off to their precious bloody
festival again. Now come on, screw me again."

"Hang on," I said, "Don't you want me to wear some sort of
protection? In any case I need some refractory time - I'll be
bloody lucky if anything happens again tonight, let alone in ten
minutes! I'm not sixteen years old, you know!"

Shauna snuggled under my armpit - "In the first count even if you
hadn't had the snip - and I know you have had, I've heard mother
arguing with Dad as to why he won't have it done and your name
always crops up. In any case I know you won't have any STDs and I
like messy sex."

She was lying on top of me now and I felt her drip on me again as
if to reinforce what she was saying.

Then it was, "eat me." No 'Please' or 'Thank you' before she was
moving up to sit her sweet lips on my face. A moment's hesitation
on both our parts and then she was sat firmly on my mouth.
Tentatively I licked with my tongue and encountered our mixed
juices. A little sharp, but not unpleasant, was the first
impression. I licked on and was rewarded by a much heavier
trickle of sticky cum. Whereas not my favourite it was bearable
and Shauna was rapidly approaching another climax. Her muscles
spasming and clenching just about emptied the remainder of my
juice out of her completely. Unable to stand any more she slid
down off me, kissing and cleaning the wetness off my face, before
carrying on down to clean me off, kissing, licking and sucking me
as she did so.

Amazingly I felt myself hardening - something I would not have
believed possible in such a short space of time. I slid a little
farther down the bed in preparation for what I wanted to do next.
Gently I pulled her up so she ended once again kneeling either
side of my head, hands on the headboard. I pulled her down so
that I could eat her out, this time mainly just her own sweet
nectar. I knew the taste and wonderful aroma would make me hard
again - and it did. Now I slipped out from underneath between her
legs, my tongue swiping round her starfish as I did so. Then -
before she could change her mind I pulled her gently by the hips
backwards towards me, the tip of my cock seeking her sweet
entrance. She grabbed it and made sure it went in then with me
pulling she pushed back and I buried deep, deep up inside her.
She was now kneeling with me thrusting hard into her as she
rested her face, head on one side, on the bed. She pulled the
pillow to her to stifle the noise she realised she was beginning
to make, her other hand reaching back thumbing her self and me to
bring us both off quicker.

She came suddenly without warning, going quite rigid, clamping
down hard on me and the added friction meant I too came though I
guess it was a pretty dry come by then. In slow motion we lay
down, still coupled. Totally spent I fell asleep vaguely aware
that I was still half rigid, still inside her, back spooned
together one hand still clutching that lovely breast.

           o - 0 - o

I woke with a guilty start as I became aware of sister Charlotte
standing at the bedroom door holding a cup of coffee. Fortunately
the bed clothes half covered me and I quickly realised Shauna,
thank God, was not there.

"Sorry to barge in, Sven, but Jack and I are off in a moment and
I thought I'd better at least say good morning and good bye with
a cup of coffee. Hope you'll be OK - we'll be going to the
Christmas Festival Ball tonight and as we like to have a drink
and not worry we're staying overnight at the hotel. We won't be
back until quite late on Sunday." At this point she had come into
the room and her nose wrinkled slightly at the distinct smell of
sex that I was certainly aware of. But she obviously didn't
believe her nose and carried on, "Shauna's promised to look after
you for us. Must dash. See you tomorrow." and she was gone. A
couple of minutes later the front door shut, a car door slammed
and I heard them leaving.

The bedroom door opened and a stark naked Shauna stood there,
hand on hip and plastic reindeer antlers in her hair. "Shauna's
promised to look after you for us. Must dash," she said mimicking
her mother a few moments before. Then "Morning, Uncle Sven," she
walked up to the side of the bed, put her foot up on the bed and
hovered over me with a coral-pink, excited, thinly furred cunt,
hard little bud already showing as it glistened ready for me,
"Think you can manage this?"

I growled at her, pulled her forward and buried my face between
her legs. God I love the smell and taste of a hot woman. She must
have been diddling herself for some time. She was so wet it was
running down her thighs, in the end I just flipped her over onto
her back, put her legs on my shoulders and slid straight in with
no preliminaries. This was just hard, fast fucking, to hell with
gentleness, lovemaking or finesse. That tight, sweet woman
brought me off with a crying groan of pleasure - the only thing I
could think of was thank God we were alone in the house. We would
have wakened the dead.

"Clean me up again please, Uncle," she lisped in a little girl
voice, so I did - then lay back as she did the same for me. We
lay there nestled together, me trying to avoid a coronary, I'm
not sure she was even breathing heavily. Eventually she pulled me
up and pushed me towards the shower - the adult playroom she
called it - which was "big enough for both of us..." I'd love to
say we then had fantastic sex in the shower but the truth was I
was burnt out and we just washed each other thoroughly and
carefully - don't get me wrong. It was a great experience soaping
and washing down the delectable body of such a beautiful
twenty-four year old woman.

Outside it was drizzly wet winter's day, so there was no thought
of going anywhere, in any case who the hell wanted to join the
Christmas Festival and shopping rush - not either of us! So we
just spent a quiet morning in each other's company. Buttoned up
against the weather we walked hand in hand to their local pub and
had a pint or two and a sandwich, surprisingly with none of her
friends there to notice us or comment.

When we got back to the house and were alone again she helped me
off with my coat before taking off her own. Then - laying a
finger in a sshing motion across my lips took me by the hand and
led me upstairs, this time to her bedroom on the front of the
house. "If they do decide to come back we'll get some warning,"
she said, "not that I care that much - might give them both a
heart-attack." She left the lights off and the curtains open - in
the gathering dusk the lights of Jack's tacky Christmas lights
draped across the front of the house gave us light enough.

She turned and pulled off my sweater, then my T-shirt. Kneeling
down she undid my belt and I duly kicked off my shoes and stepped
out of my pants. She helped me off with my socks and shorts then
watched as naked I picked up my clothes and took them across the
landing to my room. "Good thinking," was all she said as I came
back and started to take her own top off. The sweater came off
over her head to reveal no bra and a pair of beautifully hard
nubs staring at me. God, her tits were fantastic! I slipped my
hands down to her elastic ski-pants and slid them and her sheer
panties down her long lithe legs. She stepped out of them and I
stepped back and sat on the edge of her bed as she did a little
pirouette before stepping across to me. I pulled her to me, my
hands on her ass cheeks - she bent to kiss me and instead I
kissed her beautiful nipples one after the other, then together
as she pushed them both together and towards my lips. My prick
was so hard I hurt. I pulled her towards me again, kissing down
her flat stomach using my tongue on her 'inny' navel. Then down
to her sparse blonde hair, so pale it almost didn't exist. She
put a foot on the bed to give me better access. Ecstasy! I let
her push me back on the bed and then pulled her with me so she
ended up half kneeling and sitting on my face. Sucking her juicy
quim was almost enough to make me come spontaneously without even
being touched. She came hard and fast on my sucking, probing
mouth and tongue; a little scream on her lips as she did so and
then rolling off me as she became too sensitive.

She lay there for a moment breathing heavily then rolled over and
kissed me, wet open mouthed, tongue and teeth clashing. Then down
to my shaft and the blow job to beat all blow jobs. Licking,
kissing, nibbling - lovingly taking first one ball then the other
into her mouth and sucking on them - then both together - then
licking back to the tip. Closing her mouth over the crown she
used her tongue to swirl round. "If you keep doing that I'm going
to come," I warned - "Good" was the only response as I felt my
balls pulling up and come I did, in fountains. She swallowed the
first gush, then opened her mouth to let me see the cum dripping
back and then a second harder spasm from me which she mainly
caught in her mouth before closing over the end again and milking
me with her hand. When I had finished she opened her mouth again
and made a show of swallowing it all.

She snuggled up alongside me as I reached down and pulled the
comforter over us.

           o - 0 - o

We slept right through and rather later the next morning I woke
up to find she had rolled a little way away from me so I got
quietly up and pulled some clothes on before going down stairs to
make something to eat. The smell of fresh coffee brought the
lovely Shauna downstairs about ten minutes later. Naturally she
wandered in naked, it seemed to be her normal mode of dress just
at the moment.

"Do you dress like that when Jack and Charlotte are about?" I
asked.

"Sometimes," was the succinct reply.

"What does Jack think?"

"Oh, he splutters a lot."

"Aren't you worried they might walk in?"

"No - In any case Mother told me to try and be discreet if I
seduced you."

As I choked over a mouthful of coffee, blowing it over the
newspaper I'd been looking at I think I probably gave her the
reaction she was hoping for over this latest revelation.

"Oh yes," she continued, "Mother and I have few secrets and I
laughingly said I wouldn't mind getting my hands on you now your
ex - Auntie Jan - was no longer on the scene. All she said was
'try not to let your father know,' so yesterday morning when
she'd brought you that coffee she stuck her head round my door
and told me 'for God's sake get some air freshener in the room -
it smells like a brothel!" Shauna paused, looked thoughtful for a
second, and finished up, "I thought I'd better not ask her how
she knew... might have been pushing my luck a bit too much."

I was staggered - all I could think of was how the hell I was
going to look her in the eyes next time we met! I said so.

Shauna just laughed, "She's much more laid back than you think,
you know, she actually went as far as to hint that given the
opportunity she would have had a pop at you herself."

I was speechless, my supposedly staid sister wanted to jump into
bed with me. I mean as a woman she was quite attractive but for
heaven's sake - my *sister*....

Shauna continued "if you're thinking taboo, incest, what the hell
do you call fucking me for the last twenty four hours or so?"

I was still dumbfounded, but thought 'yeah' - the girl has a
point there.

Shauna came and sat on my lap. "Ma can be way out at times,
especially away from Dad. He tends to dampen out some of her
wilder ideas. He's the reason she dresses the way she does.
She's conservative to the point of almost being dowdy.
Underneath the matronly look she's still got a hell of a figure -
she's very pretty you know. It's just that you'd never know it.
Anyway you are right - we'd better get dressed - last time they
did this Mum didn't like the hotel too much and they came home
for a shower and a freshen up."

Obediently I finished up the last of my coffee and headed up to
wash and dress. Oh and let some fresh air into the bedroom
upstairs.

"Just make the bed, will you." Shauna called out. "That way I
won't have to change the sheets and mum won't worry."

As the weather was again raining with a thin north wind, we
didn't go anywhere, but just read the Sunday papers and chilled
out over more coffee. It really was very civilised. Charlotte and
Jack didn't return until mid afternoon, by then a watery sunshine
had appeared and as they appeared to be in a grumpy mood we
elected to go for a walk to get some fresh air and let them get
over whatever was bugging them. When we got back an hour later
for a fairly basic dinner, Jack announced he had 'one of his
migraines - was taking some tablets - and going to bed.' As he
disappeared Charlotte rolled her eyes and muttered something I
didn't catch but which made Shauna stifle a giggle with a cough.
Charlotte - now Jack wasn't here I called her by her kid sister
name Charlie - loosened up a bit. Thankfully she elected not to
allude to what ever she thought Shauna and I might have been up
to. I'm not at all sure I could have coped with that. However
liberated they might have been the thought of it all with
Charlie's blessing still left me uncomfortable.  Stupid really. I
hadn't let it worry while I was attempting to screw the ass off
Shauna the previous night!

I decided to have an early night, a decision that appeared to
please the other two as well. So I left them to what ever they
needed to do and went to bed. Rather looking forward to a quieter
night and some sleep actually. I'm not used to the sort of
marathon sex of the past thirty six hours and I really did have a
busy day ahead of me on the morrow.

Well perhaps you've worked out what happened later, I must be
stupid because I really didn't see it coming. I was woken at some
ungodly hour by what I thought was Shauna returning for another
bit of fun. I actually said "Jesus, Shauna, haven't you had
enough!"

I was mortified when Charlie as she snuggled a rather nice pair
of tits into my back said quietly "Was she good? She said you
were and I should take the chance when I could.  In the end I was
lying there thinking maybe she was right - I might never get the
chance - so I decided I would see if my big brother was as good
as I hoped he might be." Without giving me a chance to say
anything, and in any case I was too shaken to say much, she
continued, "You know something, I've waited almost forty years
for this. I spied on you when you were having a shower way back
then and I've always remembered the sight of your hard prick."
She put her hand on me, wrapped it round the hardness her
presence had produced. "Seems I'm not disappointed."

At that point she ducked under the duvet and wrapped her lips
round the crown - God, I'd thought her daughter was good. All I
can say is that maybe she was taught by her mother who was
incredible. Then she slid up me, gave me a slobbery kiss, climbed
astride me, reached down and tucked me into her entrance. As she
slid me into that wonderful cavity the inevitable comparison with
Shauna took place in my head. Not as tight, sure. But just as
fantastic in her own right - she knew how to use her muscles in a
way Shauna had yet to learn. without moving she was milking me to
the point where I was close - too close.  I couldn't wait -
sister or not was of little consequence now - this was a hot
woman I was deep inside and we were both close to coming. I
rolled her on her back, she wrapped her legs round my waist and
in a short couple of minutes we both came hard, wet and quite
noisily - I never did have much staying power! Jesus - I hoped
Jack was out for the count.

I slipped out of Charlie's now juicy cunt as I quickly softened.
She kissed me, then grinning in the dimness said "Worth the wait.
Not tonight but next time, brother of mine, I want that to be
slower, longer and with more build up." And she slipped out of
bed and away in the darkness. I lay awake, almost unable to
believe it had happened so fast had it been.

           o - 0 - o

Movement and the noise of people moving woke me the next morning.
Jack left early for work, so at least I didn't have to face him.
I got into the big shower - the adult playroom Shauna had called
it just yesterday morning. I stood soaking under the jet,
luxuriating in the warmth and then turning it cold to wake me up
fully.  I turned round and reached for the towel to find Shauna
holding it for me. "Allow me," was all she said before drying my
chest, then turning me round to dry my back. Then she knelt down
in front of me to pay attention to my 'important little bits'.
God! Even fully dressed she was sexy and I started to grow in
response to her touches. Before long I was as hard as a rock. At
that point she gave up the pretence and took me in her mouth in a
final blow job. Final in more ways than one. After the last
couple of days I was surprised I was even able to get hard let
alone respond. She didn't take long to finish me off, though I
nearly fell over as I came. No surprise then to hear a light
ripple of applause from Charlie who was stood leaning up against
the doorway. "Very good dears, now breakfast is ready - you'll
need to hurry up a little bit, Uncle Sven - otherwise you'll both
be late for work."

How can you sit down to breakfast, apparently quite normally,
after a weekend like that? Act normally with a mother and
daughter who both know the other has fucked the bejaysus out of
you? With a sister who fifteen minutes before watched your niece,
her daughter, end up with sperm running down her face as the
result of a final blowjob before you escaped to reality?

No. I don't know either, but I, we, did.  As I walked out to the
car a few minutes later I swear I was bandy legged. As I drove
off with the window down I heard them both call "Happy Christmas,
Uncle - Hurry back!"   Try and stop me....

Fin

(c) Sven the Elder
December 2003


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