...As I lay in bed that night, thoughts of Kim flashed through my mind. Tossing & turning i couldn't sleep. I got up & went to the kitchen. Drank a small bottle of beer, smoked a cigarette & returned to bed. More confident this time, I thought I'd be asleep in no time...
But alas! She popped into my mind again, that tiny itsy-bitsy school uniform & her body to die for underneath it, teasing the hell out of me forever. Each time i drove her from my mind, she returned again - only double quick with each rejection I gave her.
My balls groaned in their sacks & my cock started to stir & come to life, as I replayed the events of her visit in my mind. Like a prisoner to her panties, I felt my cock grow harder than steel as she flashed them right in my face...
I imagined her going even further, as she straddled my face on my bed. Her school skirt over my head, her white panties right in my face. I could smell her sweeter than sweet scent filling my nostrils, as I reached for my dick & started to stroke it. Faster & faster I pulled on my manhood, as she wiggled her hips round & round, teasing me into a frenzy until I was jerking off like a man possessed.
"Oh Uncle Will, you really do want me, don't you?" I heard her giggle in my ear. That was it! I frigging creamed everywhere & imagined my cum splattering all over her panties, her tits & her beautiful teenie face...
The relief was immense, as I slowed down to a stop & lay there panting. My heart was pounding in my chest & I had to wait a few minutes til it slowed down & I caught my breath at last.
It was then that pangs of guilt started to kick in. 'Oh no, what have I done?' I wondered, as the full impact of cumming all over my neice hit me full force. 'I shouldn't be thinking this way' I told myself, as I went to the bathroom to clean myself up, then returned to bed a sorry man.
I almost cried at the guilt I felt, hating myself for allowing those thoughts of her to overtake me. 'Never mind,' I convinced myself, 'It's been a long time since I saw her & I'll be over those thoughts by tomorrow!' How wrong I was...
By ten a.m. the following day I was on the golf course, swinging & hitting for all I was worth. Working up a sweat I blasted round the full 18 holes in record time & was back in the clubhouse sooner than I thought. I chatted with a few of the guys I knew there, mainly about the weather & even more boring stuff, then made my excuses & drove home.
All thoughts of Kim had been erased from my mind along with the fresh air on the course, and I happily settled down to work on a model aircraft I had been building. I glued the wings into place & surveyed my work. It certainly looked like a B-52 Bomber, all it needed was a little paint once the glued had dried in a few hours....
Just then the door bell rang. Startled, I got up to answer it & checked the time on the clock in the hallway as I passed by. 4:15 it read. 'Wow' I thought, as I'd been working on the plane for over 2 hours and barely noticed the time slip by...