1. Each Weekly Visit -- Chapter II: Promises, Promises


    Date: 10/10/2014, Categories: Fiction, Consensual Sex, Erotica, Incest, Male/Teen Female, Masturbation, Reluctance, Romance, Author: seltra, Rating: 90.7, Source: sexstories.com

    worry, she won’t,” chuckled Madison. “Go on,” she said airily with a wave of her hand, “you were describing my ass.” “Yeah...” I recalled, brazenly gawking at her youthful, adolescent hips. “Seriously, Madison, your ass is model-worthy with the way it rounds into a perfect heart shape.” I looked up and immediately wished I hadn’t. The expression on Madison’s face said everything she dared not to with her lips. “I have to admit that I catch myself looking all the time now.” The expression on her face and the look in her eyes was unmistakable. My niece was wordlessly begging me to touch her, to feel the warmth of her primed body. Slowly, her response to my confession made its way from her mind to her mouth. “I’ll have to remember that,” she promised. Mesmerized by her beauty, my self-restraint wavered. My hand started to move on its own accord, heading straight for my niece’s incredible legs. It was all I wanted to feel them like I had the week before. I ached inside, wanting to remove every stitch of clothing Madison wore, then touch my sixteen-year-old niece’s skin, every inch of it. I could prepare her body, then, before embracing her intimately and taking her sexually. Together, we would let our bodies meld together in unison and passion as we made love in a way we could now only dream about. I wanted the moment so badly, the strain feeling like a very real physical pain. Every fibre in my body stung from trying to resist. To stop myself was the last thing I wanted, but I ...
    knew it had to be done. At the last second, I regained control of my unruly hand and reeled it back in. “Madison...” I breathed shamefully, sitting back up in my chair. “You know what? I really don’t think I should keep talking to you like this.” “Why?” came her reply. She leaned forward, close enough to touch me instead. “Have a...problem...” Madison hypothesized as she closed the distance and put her hand on my thigh, “I need to take care of?” Her fingers trailed up my leg slowly, heading right for a certain prize that was outright screaming to be attended to. Mustering every sensible effort, I backed away. “Madison, please don’t,” I repelled. She looked slightly hurt, but I needed to put aside being sympathetic for a moment and let my sentient side take control again. “I know you want to, Baby. I’m sorry I almost lost control there, but you really need to listen to me.” I spoke the next three words slowly and deliberately so she would know how significant they were. “We. Just. Can’t.” Sitting back in her chair, Madison’s head bowed slightly as she looked blankly again at the table. From her lips came a sad, regretful whisper. Sombrely, she murmured, “I know.” A few seconds ticked by before I confirmed, “Do you?” “Yes,” she answered immediately. She drew her legs – those smooth, shapely teenage legs – up to her chest and hugged them for emotional protection. “I want to tell you that we can just keep it a secret between us, but I know that it’s still wrong either way.” I was ...
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