I climbed the stairs and headed into Dahlia's room. I admit I was a little let down to see she had her nightshirt back on. I walked over, grabbed the sheet to pull it up when she stopped my hand. "Thanks for making me feel so special tonight."
"It was my pleasure Sweetie! But you know, we probably shouldn't have done that, and we definitely had better keep that secret to ourselves."
"I know that Uncle Amias, but I still enjoyed it." She was looking at me like she had something to say but didn't know how. "Is something on your mind?" I asked.
"Uncle Amias... Would you get mad if I asked you for something?"
"Of course not!" But that doesn't mean you will get what you ask for."
She looked at me for a minute looking for the words. "Would you teach me how to kiss?"
"You have never kissed a boy? Not at school, or summer camp, or on the track bus?"
"Nope. Most of my friends have. Sometimes they make fun of me because I never have. They call me prude. But I think that you would be a good guy to show me how."
'Oh! Great! Now what am I going to do?' I thought.
"Honey, I'm not sure whether that is such a good idea. I'm your uncle, and that's not proper. Plus, I'm older than your own mother! "Wouldn't you rather do that with a boy your own age?" I knew if she wanted me to I was going to do it. I was hoping she was going to back down.
"No. I want it to be with someone who I trust and won't make fun of me if I do something wrong. Even though you are my uncle, you are also my best friend. Besides, we weren't being very proper earlier, were we?" Well... she had me there.
"Are you sure?" I asked. "I would hate for you to do something and then feel bad about it later."
Her face lit up with that million-dollar smile again. "I'm sure!"
"OK, sit up". She sat up straight in bed while I sat next to her. "First thing is to just be comfortable. Put your arms around my neck and I will put mine on your waist. Don't overthink what you are doing; just let your body do what feels right. Now I'm going to lean in and kiss you, just feel the moment and relax. When our tongues meet, we just slowly explore each other and go with it. Most of all, enjoy it. Kissing can sometimes be the most passionate part of a relationship."
Last chance to back out, I thought. Then it was too late. I leaned forward and softly met her lips. They were full and soft and felt incredible against mine. I didn't rush to open my mouth, just enjoyed the soft lingering kisses she was giving me in return. At about the same time, our lips parted, and our tongues crept into each other's mouths. As most first kisses go, there was a short adjustment period. First she was a little timid but soon began getting a little more aggressive. We closed our lips to finish, just to start again. Her hands tightened on my neck, and she started rubbing my neck and the back of my head. My arms pulled her closer and started caressing her sides. I pulled my lips away just enough to take her lower lip in my mouth and softly nibble and suck on it. When I did, she gave a sexy sigh. My thoughts disappeared, I was seeing bursts of light behind my eyelids. I didn't think of right or wrong, just how this moment felt. My hand moved around and cupped her right breast. She pulled back just a bit and gave a sharp gasp. "Yes!" She half whispered, half moaned into my open mouth. Then she took her turn pulling on my lower lip as I rubbed my thumb across her nipple. I could feel her soft sighs as they went right into my open mouth. I squeezed the breast I was holding while I moved my hand in small circular motions. This made her moan even more into my mouth. Our tongue's were dancing circles around each other, and our bodies were trying to pull closer than they already were. Her hands were in my hair, pulling my open mouth harder against hers. I knew if I didn't stop now there would be no stopping. I started to lean back a bit, but she leaned towards me. I finally put my hands on her shoulders and gently pushed her back, loving the small whine she gave at our parting and giving her one small last kiss just as we parted.
"Wow". That's all I could say. I leaned over, resting on my arm. "Really WOW"
Dahlia was a little glassy-eyed but smiling widely "That was awesome! If I had known it was that much fun I'd have been begging boys to kiss me for years. Does it always feel so good?"
"I told you a kiss could be passionate." I replied, "Sometimes two people just really click when it comes to kissing. I'm pretty sure that there is no more "teaching" I can give you. That one got you an A+ for sure."
She was giggling again, and pointed at my shorts. "I can see that. "Looks like I'm three for three." Sure enough, I had a rise in my shorts that was undeniable. "Can I see it? I've never seen one before."
"Never? You live in the internet age!?! You have never seen a penis?"
"Well, babysitting with Ashley, we have to change her baby brother, but I don't think that counts. And both of us have laughed about the male horses out back... it looks like they have a guy trapped inside reaching his arm out!"
I had to laugh at that! "Yeah, I guess I fell somewhere between a baby and a horse in the size department. "Dahlia. You are a really young girl. I don't think you should be seeing your uncle's penis."
"Should my uncle be looking at me naked?" She shot back at me. I had to look at her to see if she was mad or just playing. She didn't seem upset.
"You got me on that one. So is this considered extortion or blackmail?"
"Why don't we just say a favor returned?" she said, smiling.
I stood up from the bed without any more thinking. I untied the gym shorts I was wearing and lowered them down. When my hard dick slipped free from the waistband it sort of bounced back against my body. Dahlia's eyes were glued to my crotch. "Whoa, it's so big!" I almost laughed out loud. It's the kind of thing a girl says to make a guy feel good about himself, but I could tell she really meant it. In truth, my size is quite normal, kind of big around, but a little on the short side if you ask me. But what guy in his right mind is going to tell a beautiful girl that?
I stood there and let her look for a minute or two. "So how long will it stay like that?" She asked without looking away from my crotch.
" Probably till I go to my room and can masturbate" I replied honestly.
"OK, but not until you kiss me just one more time. "You know, just to make sure I got it." She said this in a way that I knew she was just using as an excuse but since I didn't see much harm in doing what we had already done, I agreed.
"OK, but just one kiss."
I climbed the stairs and headed into Dahlia's room. I admit I was a little let down to see she had her nightshirt back on. I walked over, grabbed the sheet to pull it up when she stopped my hand. "Thanks for making me feel so special tonight.""It was my pleasure Sweetie! But you know, we probably shouldn't have done that, and we definitely had better keep that secret to ourselves.""I know that Uncle Amias, but I still enjoyed it." She was looking at me like she had something to say but didn't know how. "Is something on your mind?" I asked."Uncle Amias... Would you get mad if I asked you for something?""Of course not!" But that doesn't mean you will get what you ask for."She looked at me for a minute looking for the words. "Would you teach me how to kiss?""You have never kissed a boy? Not at school, or summer camp, or on the track bus?""Nope. Most of my friends have. Sometimes they make fun of me because I never have. They call me prude. But I think that you would be a good guy
Dahlia reached down and grabbed the bottom of her t-shirt. Hesitated a bit, like she was debating if she should really do this, then pulled it slowly off and dropped it next to the couch. She was wearing white cotton bikini underwear with little blue dots and a matching bra. The panties and bra both had little blue bows right at the front. They were not meant to be sexy, just a cute combo that any teen could buy at any store, but right then I thought they were sexier than anything that Victoria's Secret had to offer. She was just standing there, looking down, sort of fiddling with her hands. Her cute little figure was just there for me to stare at. She started to turn around slowly so that I got a good look at every side. Then she did something I wasn't expecting.After her first turn, she reached behind her and started to unhook her bra. I couldn't have turned away if a car had driven through the living room wall. She got it undone and slowly pulled down the straps while keeping the
I reached for my drink, telling myself I would look no more, and as I did, she moved up a little. Of course, I looked again. Her movement had pulled her shirt just a little higher. I could now see the leg band of her panties. Her whole leg was now on display for me to look at. Wow! The skin looked so smooth, her thighs so nicely shaped I just wanted to reach down and caress it. I leaned over and took another drink. Big mistake! That pulled her shirt up even farther. I could now see 1/4 of her little panties, and it seemed like they were covering a very nice ass. I could just see the curve of the bottom of her butt cheek, and she had a much more pronounced apple ass than I had ever noticed before. Her panties were white cotton with little blue polka dots. Might have been the cutest sight I had ever seen.I had totally given up even the act of watching our movie and was completely staring at my 18-year-old niece's perky ass. Man, I realized I had a chubby start. I leaned away from her o
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