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If you haven’t read Chapter 1, I highly encourage you to read that first. Chapter 1 provides the background for the rest of this series. If you’re looking for a quick cum, this is NOT the story for you. This story is meant to entice and begin the foundation of what is to come later.
As always, comments and suggestions are always welcome.
I’m also in search of an editor who enjoys taboo stories as this is my preferred area of writing.
I awoke the next morning, the soreness I still felt in my cock reminding me of the workout I gave it and how many times I came looking at the images of my 18 year old niece Nic. I smiled to myself and thought, “That’s pretty good Patrick. 35 years old and you still came 3 times in an hour.” I laughed and thought, “That’s what happens when your niece looks hot as hell.” I still couldn’t believe the images I saw of her and how years before I only saw a young and awkward teen. Now, she was definitively anything but that.
I quickly jumped up out of my bed, walked over to my desk, sat down and turned on my laptop. I turned on my Wi-Fi and smiled. You have to love the amenities that come with being deployed in the military, one of them being able to get Wi-Fi access with no problem. Quickly I went online and checked my email hoping for news about what was going on back home. As I sifted through my mail I noticed I had some Facebook messages from friends and decided to go check my account as well.
I opened my Facebook account and began reading my messages when a sudden thought hit me – I wonder if my niece ever gets on her Facebook messenger? It was early in the morning in Afghanistan so it had to be around 9:00 or 10:00 p.m. back on the East Coast. I looked at my friends listing and felt a wave of excitement when I saw the green icon next to my niece’s name indicating she was online. My heart began to race a little bit as I contemplated messaging her. She knew I was deployed and I remember my sister asking me for my address so they could send me care packages and letters. I hadn’t talked to either of them since I arrived although I did email both of them my address. Taking a deep breath I clicked on her name and began typing:
Nic: OMG! Hey Uncle Pat! *hugs*
Patrick: Hiya Nic 🙂 how’s my favorite Niece
Nic: Great! What time’s it over there
Patrick: early morning … 0600
Patrick: Already missing bed *yawn*
Nic: lol that means 6a.m right?
Patrick: Wow you remember what I taught you about military time
Nic: Yep! I pay attention … I’m an eager learner 😉
My cock tingled and twitched at the comment she made. I knew I wouldn’t have thought anything of it until now. But now, after last night, I found myself hanging on her every word!
Patrick: what time is it there?
Nic: only 2000 hrs
Nic: u know what time that is right? 😉
Patrick: lol smart ass 😛
Nic: I take after mom
Patrick: I know that all 2 well!
And truly I did. My older sister, now 46, was always a smartass but in a teasing, funny kind of way. She was also very easy on the eyes, very outgoing – to put it mildly, looked great in and out of her clothes (another story for another time) and always had a habit of rotating boyfriends in and out of her life, not by their choosing but her own. No one was ever able to tie her down, so to speak, and I always wondered what it was about her that made guys fight to be with her. As I talked to my niece, I was beginning to see the same dynamic personality, something she definitely inherited from my sister. Now as I thought about it, my niece seemed to change boyfriends pretty frequently too. Yet another thing Facebook was GREAT for notifying me of!
Nic: Uncle Pat?!? U there or did my mom reference scare u off
Patrick: lol I was thinking
Patrick: and NO ur mom doesn’t scare me
Nic: thinking about what
Patrick: how alike u 2 r
Nic: that a good or bad thing?
Patrick: both lol
Nic: go on…
I began asking myself, ok why is she making me nervous all of a sudden? I felt like I was on a date for crying out loud! “It’s your niece Pat, don’t start overanalyzing things!” I took a deep breath and smiled, I was enjoying the way she was making me feel – happy, alive!
Patrick: Well … ur mom was always good
Patrick: but she was better at being bad
Nic: Oh do tell! *Leans forward and rests my chin on hand*
Patrick: lol ur 2much … I swear you 2 are just alike
Nic: casino şirketleri Come on Uncle Pat
Nic: don’t make me beg *pouts*
Those words sent tingles straight through my cock and immediately it began to grow in my boxers; in a matter of seconds, the full 8″ strained for release. I took a VERY long deep breath. “She has no idea what she’s doing to me,” I thought in wonderment.
Patrick: Ok ok … don’t beg and pout
Patrick: that makes me give in
Nic: a weakness!
Nic: I’m gonna use that 2 my advantage from now on *laughs evilly*
I swear if I touched my cock right now I knew I’d cum hard all over the place, despite her silly teasing. Was she starting to flirt with me or was I reading more into this than I thought?
Deciding to pass it off as her personality, I pressed on.
Patrick: Exploitation … something my SISTER would do *narrows eyes*
Nic: *grins* … ok now tell me or I’ll pout again
Patrick: Ok Nic I give in!
Patrick: ur mom was a pretty wild when she was ur age…
Nic: I kinda guessed that she still acts like she’s in her 20’s now
Patrick: yeah well she’s toned it down a bit. back then she went through more than her share of bfs… and a few gfs 2
Nic: Oh… I guess u WERE right.
Nic: ive had a lot of bfs and a fooled around with some girls 2
She had me hooked and I knew it. Whatever need, want, or desire was there before was now magnified a hundred times over. Did I just read that right? I re-read her response over again and I felt like a horny teenage boy all over again. I was really beginning to enjoying this! I found myself wanting to know more about my niece as the minutes passed.
Patrick: just like ur mom huh? lol
Nic: i cant help if i cant find the right guy
Patrick: Or girl huh? lmao
Nic: ugh … Uncle Pat *sad face*
Patrick: im sorry princess
Oh shit … did I just type that? I realized I called my niece a pet name I had for a “friend” of mine. We had a unique relationship based on the Daddy/daughter taboo and it just came as a natural response. If my foot could reach my mouth it would have been inserted just then. Now I sat there trying to figure out what she was going to say. After what seemed like an eternity of silence on her end, I quickly began typing.
Patrick: Oops sorry Nic! I didn’t mean 2 call u that … it used to be a pet name I called an ex 😐
Patrick: i got distracted
Nic: hmmm distracted?
Nic: by what
Patrick: when you did the sad face
Nic: that got you distracted?
Patrick: yeah she did stuff like that all the time
Patrick: very distracting lol
Nic: ill forgive u… if u tell me about that relationship *grins*
Patrick: now why would i do that?
Patrick: im sure ud forgive me anyway *insert charming face here*
Nic: b/c if u dont I’ll pout *sad face*
Patrick: Did u control ur ex’s like this 2?
Nic: Nope! lol
Nic: it never had an effect on them
Patrick: So now ur taking advantage cuz it works on me
Patrick: Im ur new guinea pig huh?
Nic: Yes!!! *big grin*
I stared at the screen and with each passing second, I knew I was done. She seemed to know she was exposing my weaknesses and using them for her benefit. And I was getting turned on by it! Did she know she was doing that or was it my imagination? Apparently, her ex’s were never affected by this and she loved the reaction it was having on me. Maybe I could use this to my advantage… or was she using it to her advantage?
Patrick: um ok so where were we
Nic: i was flustering u Uncle Pat
Patrick: Yeah yeah
Oh yeah, she knew what she was doing, big time. And I knew it, craved it and wanted more. If she only knew how hard she was making me, I thought. “Was this the effect my sister had on guys?” I wondered.
Nic: so tell me about this “friend” of urs
Patrick: i thought we were talking bout u and ur mom
Nic: Yea but this is more interesting *grins*
Patrick: ok well… we met a long time ago and she was really in 2 taboo stuff
Nic: so she was a kinky fuck buddy
Seeing her use profanity like that sent shocks through my hardened cock and I had to readjust my boxers once more.
Patrick: and here i thought u were all innocent and sweet
Nic: Oh i am
Nic: every angel has an dark side *evil casino firmaları grin*
“Mmmmm damn a bad side”, I said to myself. I was beginning to realize she definitely had no worries about speaking her mind and I loved it. The more we talked the more it seemed I was peeling back layers and I knew I wanted to know more, no wait, make that I HAD to know more.
Patrick: oh? Note 2 self — meet Nic’s bad side…
Nic: so tell me more bout this taboo stuff
Patrick: u know what taboo is right
Nic: i think so…
Patrick: well if it wigs u out just tell me…
Nic: imma big girl Uncle Pat i can handle it
Patrick: lol ok
Patrick: so u know role-play right
Patrick: like the Daddy/daughter role play … dom/sub … bro/sis…
Nic: Ahhhh ok i get it
Patrick: she was into the daddy/daughter thing
Patrick: id never even thought about it b4 then
Patrick: so she introduced me to the idea of it all… and I figured Id give it a try
Nic: it sounds kinda weird
Nic: how was it?
Patrick: well… from then on we never left that rp mode
Nic: Wow! 4 real?
Patrick: lol yep. i never thought it would be hot but i was beyond wrong
Nic: huh… i bet… considering u did it so much
Nic: wut did u guys do
Patrick: wherever we went she’d play the daughter act to a T
Patrick: she’d cling to me and call me Daddy. It came natural for her – which was a turn on.
Nic: mhmmm… and?
Patrick: she naturally played innocent and shy … another turn on
Nic: and pout and frown?
Patrick: Yes that too lol
Nic: did she end up getting her way
Patrick: easily … it was hard to say no
Nic: Hehe … now I know why it works on u *grins*
Patrick: lol yes
Nic: how was the sex?
My cock almost came; I could practically hear her ask the question. She wanted to know how the sex was with my “daughter”. It was then I knew I could push my boundaries further than I originally dared. She wasn’t bothered by anything I’ve told her about so far, so I won’t hold back
Patrick: the most amazing ive ever had
Nic: Wow that good?!
Patrick: hell yeah it was
Nic: just wat made it so good
Patrick: the whole taboo thing I guess
Nic: would she call you Daddy and things like that
Patrick: mhmm she said things like Fuck me Daddy and i love you Daddy
Nic: wow … that does sound pretty hot
Patrick: it was … it drove me crazy every time
Patrick: especially when I was on top and she’d look in my eyes
Patrick: And say i love you Daddy … cum in me please?
A few minutes had passed and no response came back. “She must be shocked,” I said to myself.
Patrick: u didn’t faint did you? lol
Her reply quickly came instantly.
Nic: lol no i was just thinking that I feel guilty for thinking thats fckng hot…
Patrick: u had me worried for a sec Nic!
Nic: lol … uh uh, no worries *winks*
Patrick: dont tell ur mom bout this… shed kill me *pretends 2 look 4 her over shoulder*
Nic: of course — itll be our lil secret
I could almost picture her sitting there at her computer desk reading the details; her pussy tingling and sweet moisture forming on her lips, her legs slowly opening and closing with her thighs pressing firmly against her pussy. I imagined her nipples hardening and pressing against her shirt with her tongue slowly darting out to lick her lips, clenching her bottom lip between her teeth. “Damn I wish I could see her right now,” I thought to myself. I snapped myself back to attention and had an idea.
Patrick: I tell u wut, visit www..com and look at taboo stories
Nic: Ohh … ima do that!
Patrick: trust me, you’ll luv it!
Patrick: they have some hot stories in there I read all the time 😉
Nic: Do they just have taboo stuff?
Patrick: Nope .. bi, lesbian, gay, erotic couples
Nic: Ohhh yummy … what other ones do u read? *grins*
Patrick: lol mostly taboo but bi-curious ones 2
Nic: omg really!?
Patrick: Didn’t know your Uncle had a dark side huh?
Nic: uh uh … that’s kinda hot
Patrick: maybe I’ll tell u about it someday 😉
Nic: oh u will I’ll make sure of it *begins plotting*
I actually started to like the idea of her discovering things about me. Actually, it was quite arousing to be honest. There güvenilir casino were a lot of “hidden desires” and “dark secrets” I had but no one to tell them to. Maybe she could be my “mental diary” I thought to myself. I was thinking about opening this new “bi-curious” dialog when her message came across the screen.
Patrick: What’s up?
Nic: I g2g *pouts*
“Damn that weakens me completely when she pouts,” I thought. The idea of being wrapped around her finger was driving me crazy.
Patrick: aww so soon
Nic: yeah *frowns* im going out in a few hrs and im not even dressed
Patrick: uh oh still have 2 shower and everything
Nic: no I showerd b4
Nic: im still in my towel tho…
If she could have seen the dirty thoughts in my head she would have blushed I’m sure. I pictured her sitting at her computer with her towel wrapped around her, her hair and skin wet, her feet folded under her chair seductively while she messaged me. My mind was wandering when she messaged me and woke me up from my budding fantasy.
Nic: get ur mind out of the gutter
Patrick: it wasn’t *looks innocent*
Nic: Mhmm I find that hard to believe
Nic: I bet ur hard 😉
Fuck if she only knew just how hard she was already making me. I wanted to say you make my cock hard as hell Nic and I’m stroking it right now but common sense won and I calmed myself down.
Patrick: omg ur bad!
Nic: So are u? *evil grin*
Patrick: Possibly lol
Nic: Oh im going to enjoy these conversations *winks*
Patrick: lmao u love torturing me huh?
Nic: i told u i have a bad side *wicked grin*
Patrick: Im in serious trouble lol
Nic: Mmhmmm now u are
Nic: r u online @ this time every day
Patrick: Yea I work nights so I get off in the morning
Nic: u only get off in the morning huh?
Patrick: Haha funny
Patrick: I’m not THAT old
Nic: u sure?
Patrick: yes! Im not a one-shot wonder 😛
Nic: *makes mental note*
Nic: I should be on when u “get off” most mornings
Patrick: lol I’ll remember that
Nic: Byessssssss Uncle Pat … go take care of that “problem” *winks*
Patrick: lmao ur bad Nic … bye!
I couldn’t take much more – my cock was already in my hand and pumping slowly. All I had do was open up the folder of her photos I’d saved on my laptop and go back and forth between looking at them and looking back over our conversation. I imagined her sitting there at her desk, fresh from her shower with the towel wrapped around her, being turned on from our conversation. I pictured her reading my words in messenger and her pussy slowly beginning to moisten, her legs opening and closing as she was getting turned on by what I was describing. Slowly biting her lip as she read the words, “Fuck me Daddy”, her pussy starting to throb as she gave in to her lust and let her fingers slip down between her soft thighs, her legs slowly parting. I could vividly see her fingers slipping between her wet lips as they pressed up inside of her opening, her muscles gently sucking them deep inside and milking them as if it were a hard cock. I imagined her leaning back in her chair, biting her lip, her back arching as her pussy began to cum hard, sucking her fingers inside of her and refusing to let go.
My cock began to throb as my balls tightened. My hand slipping along the tight skin of my cock as precum poured from the tip, creating sheen along the shaft. I opened my eyes and focused on her picture, the one with her pressed against the wall as cum shot from inside my tight balls and erupted through the hard shaft and shot up against my stomach in waves. My back arched in the seat as I pumped my fist faster and harder, my mind flashing with images of my hot niece, our conversation, her control over me. My mind and body were lost in complete bliss. As the last vestiges of cum finally left my swollen and throbbing shaft, I began to come back down to earth, my hand idly stroking my cock slowly as if it were alive, caressing it softly for bringing me such euphoria.
I smiled to myself. This was all working out too perfectly. I was able to talk to my niece now, hopefully, on a daily basis. I was actually enjoying this little game of discovery, finding out little things I never knew about her that blew me away. And if I was reading things correctly, it seemed she was enjoying flirting with me and controlling me through her submissive actions to a point. Did I enjoy it? Hell yes I did! Was this beginning to be more than just pure lust for her? No, it can’t be. Yet a nagging sensation was telling me I saw her more than just lust, I wanted her for my own, and in every other way.
CHAPTER 3 Coming soon!
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