I led my niece down to the bathroom. Everything that had happened so far revolved around this room, so I decided to go on to the next step here, too. I motioned for her to sit on the toilet and turned to face her. I didn't say anything, again not trusting myself to speak. I could almost see up the towel she was wearing, and the thought of that made my cock rise a little.
I pulled my shirt over my head, moving slowly, taking my time. I tossed it into the hamper and watched Kristie's reaction. Her eyes were moving up and down over my chest, my abdomen, and my crotch. I could almost feel her eyes moving over my body, the heat from her gaze was like tantalizing fingers moving over my torso. There is no graceful way to remove shoes and socks, but I did the best I could. I was wearing black boxers under my jeans. I wasn't normally a boxer guy, but I had put them on with the hope that she would see them and I was now glad that I had.
As I unbuttoned and unzipped my jeans, my niece leaned forward slightly. Her lips were glistening and parted, a look of lust transfusing her face. I slipped the jeans down, allowing her to see the bulge of my cock beneath my boxers. Her eyes were fixed on my boxers. I slipped my thumbs into them and very slowly slipped them down my legs. My cock strained against the fabric, then popped into view. I saw my niece's eyes widen and her mouth moved soundlessly. Her hands were on her towel and she opened and closed them on the cloth. A very low, very guttural sound escaped from her throat as she looked at me and my cock rose in response to her voice.
In a breathless voice, Kristie asked, "Can I touch you?" She took another breath, her breasts heaving and said, "Can I touch it, Uncle Mike?"
Her eyes met mine, full of curiosity, and I nodded.
She slipped forward and gracefully lowered herself to her knees in front of me. I didn't know if she had enough experience to realize what the symbolism of such a move was, but the fact that her mouth was now on a level with my cock wasn't lost on me.
As she knelt, she naturally spread her knees apart. I still couldn't see her pussy, but I could see the tendons that stretched along the insides of her thighs. I was afraid that I was going to shoot my load just from the view she was giving me.
She was looking up at me, watching my face as she put her hands on my knees and slowly moved them up my thighs. She began nervously biting her full bottom lip as she looked back down at my member, which was pointing at her. Her hands slid up to my balls and she gingerly touched them, cupping them carefully. The feeling of her small, cool hands on me was amazing. I drew a shaky breath.
With her left hand still cupping my balls, she tentatively put the fingertips of her right hand on my cock. After testing its rigidity, she used her index finger to trace the thick veins that ran up the underside of my cock then began lightly slipping her finger around the ridge of my cockhead.
I saw her tongue come out of her mouth, and wondered if she would dare to try it when she leaned forward and licked the very tip of my dick. I had to reach down to brace myself on the sink as she continued to let her tongue follow along the path that her finger had just drawn. When her tongue made its way back up to the head, my cock jumped from the sensation and my niece let out a small, "Oh," of surprise.
"It's okay," I told her in a whisper. "It feels wonderful."
"I don't know what I'm doing, though. Uncle Mike." My cock jumped again.
"That's okay. Just do what you're doing. I'll give you tips later, if you want, but just... explore."
Kristie explored. It was clear that she hadn't given a blowjob before, but from the way she played with my balls, I had a feeling that she'd done that much before. Her tongue continued to trace its way along the length of my shaft, moving slowly over me as I tried to remain standing. Her right hand moved down to my balls and her left moved up over my abs to my chest.
Watching her was mesmerizing me. Her face was so beautiful and full of a newfound wonder. She leaned back, taking her hands and mouth off of me and looked up at me until she was sure that she had my undivided attention. Her hands moved to the towel and slipped it open and off of her body. She knelt in front of me completely naked, her breasts proudly pointing up and out and her light pussy hair shimmering slightly with her juices.
