I stepped out of the steaming shower and rubbed myself briskly with a bath towel. I hated using the showers at the gym. So, after my workout, I came home to get cleaned up. I had a glimpse of myself in the full length bathroom mirror. Looking back at me was a guy who had just turned 40. A voice in my head silently said, "Hell, you're still in pretty good shape!"
I was giving some serious thought to pumping my meat. My cock was only at half staff now, but it wouldn't take much to bring it to life. I had a date later and I was expecting to get some pussy. I'd never had much trouble getting all the pussy I wanted. I knew I had enough manly virility to pump away now and still be able to recover enough for some serious pussy business later.
Before I could finish my thought, I heard a knocking at my backdoor. I wrapped the bath towel around my waist and went to see who it was. I guess I ought to have at least put on my pants, but I didn't.
I opened the door. An energetic, breezy whirlwind of a girl dashed inside. Words spilled from the girl's mouth, "Uncle Jim, you'd better close the door quick. There's a storm coming. Mom made Peggy and me get out of the pool."
In the space of a few seconds, my mind processed what it was seeing. My sister Betsy and her two girls lived next door to me. This was the youngest girl, Missy. I'd been to this girl's 18th birthday party last month. My petite, young niece was standing in my kitchen wearing nothing but a hot-pink, string bikini.
Curse my wicked soul to Hell, but my cock sprang to full erection as soon my eyes saw her! Young, yes she was, but damn, she had a curvaceous teenaged feminine body! Whoever it was that said "pretty things come in small packages" must have been picturing this girl.
Missy's stringy-wet brown hair was hanging down her back. Her wet bikini was plastered to her body. The girl laid a book on the kitchen table. She turned to me and said, "Mom told me to bring this cookbook over to you."
Without taking my eyes off the girl, I said, "Thank you, Missy. If there's a storm coming, maybe you better run on back home."
The girl quickly replied, "Oh no, Uncle Jim it's not here yet. Can I stay a little while? There's something I'd like to talk to you about."
My eyes noticed that her eyes were staring at my towel. I looked down and saw my horny erection tenting the thick cloth covering my loins. Oh shit! What must the girl be thinking? I answered the question she'd asked, "Sure Missy, you can stay. But, let me go put some clothes on. Ok? I'll be right back."
As I turned away, Missy's head came up and her voice frantically implored, "Oh no, Uncle Jim please don't go and put clothes on! I mean...I mean... Well, that's what I want to talk to you about!"
Startled, I stopped in my tracks and turn back to face the girl. With a puzzling tone in my voice, I asked, "What do you mean? Why don't you want me to get dressed?"
Missy's head bowed slightly. With a soft, demure voice she answered shyly, "Well... Well, Uncle Jim, I want to talk to you about... about... sex!"
I wouldn't have been more surprised if this young girl had hit me in the head with a two-by-four. Why, I was just her old bachelor uncle. Girls are supposed to talk about sex with their mothers. I'll just tell her so, "Missy, you'd better have 'the talk' with your mother. I know Betsy would talk to you candidly."
Missy giggled. She laughed. Emboldened with merriment, she said, "Oh Uncle Jim, Mom and I have already had 'the talk'. I don't want to talk the talk. I want to walk the walk. I want to...to 'have sex'. My sister told me to talk to you about it. Peggy says you have a special way with women that makes them keep coming back for more of what they want."
Hell, things were happening that shouldn't be happening. Forbidden words were spoken. I was wondering about what I was supposed to say in a situation like this. My eyes betrayed me and I looked more closely at the bikini-clad girl. The pink top half of her swimsuit was filled with small, pubescent mounds. The bottom half was one of those skimpy coverings with skinny bows tied at the sides. Those bow ribbons seem to be begging, "Untie me, untie me."
Damn my wicked soul to hell, I was mentally untying the thin bows! My mind was already pulling the bikini off the young lady. I shook my head to rid my mind of these evil, sinful thoughts. I stared at my niece and questioned, "Peggy told you to talk to me? Why would she do that?"
A demure smile lit the girl's face. She answered boldly, "Peggy and I don't keep secrets from each other. She told me that she was a virgin like me yesterday morning, but she wasn't after you...after you played with her. She said you made her feel so good with your hands and your mouth. And, she said you made her really feel good with the thing between your legs. Can I see it, Uncle Jim? Peggy said it's the prettiest thing in this world!"
Oh shit Peggy why did you have to tell about our dirty, little secret! Well, I better set her younger sister straight. My words came sternly, "Listen here little lady, you don't need to do everything your sister does. Just because she seduced me doesn't mean you have to. Besides, what I did with Peggy was a big mistake. I'll never do that again with a young, teenaged niece! Now Missy, you are young enough to wait a while for sex. When you are ready, you can go out and find a guy nearer your own age to teach you. I'm sure you have lots of boys begging to get into your pants!"
Missy spoke insistently, "But Uncle Jim, I don't want to wait! I want to do something now. I want to do it with you! I'm only a year younger than Peggy. She's 19 and I'm now 18. Besides, all the boys we know are clumsy, immature, knuckle-headed imbeciles. Peggy told me what to do if you get stubborn. She said you like pussies with no hair. Well, my pussy is as bare as the day I was born. I'll show you!"
Before I could voice any objections, the girl slipped out of her bikini top and then untied the bikini panty bows. She let the pink garments fall to the floor. In a flash she hopped up onto my kitchen table. She leaned back on her arms and spread her legs. She whispered seductively, "How's this, Uncle Jim? Is my pussy bare enough for you? I shaved every single hair off just for you! Will you touch it and do things to it like you did with Peggy's?"
Goddamnit, why do these teen girls insist upon growing up so fast? She really needs to wait a few years for sex. I'll tell her so. Yes I will. I'll tell her just that. But, I'll go ahead and have a quick look at her naked young body first.