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

    finally getting through to her. My persistence was paying off even though we had just come dangerously close to abandoning ourselves to physical want. I was partly relieved, partly disheartened, but that was the duality in my mind fighting it out again. “Exactly, Baby,” I told her, the rational side of me honestly happy she was listening to reason. “Don’t think I don’t want to, Madison. You’re sixteen, an age that a guy as old as me could only wish for. You’re young, you’re beautiful and you’re so damn sexy.” Madison looked up at me over her knees and smiled. It was a sad smile, but I knew she appreciated the compliments nonetheless. She was listening, at least, so I kept going. “Hell, I wish I was a teenager again so I could ask you out,” I admitted willingly, “go park the car outside of town and make out somewhere until dawn.” Her smile grew again, this time her pearly white teeth showing through behind her luscious, full lips. Oh, how I loved to see this young lady smile. It made my heart skip a beat, whether from the joy of seeing my niece smile, or just the general elation of seeing a beautiful woman smile, I couldn’t say. It made me happy either way it worked. “But, Madison, I’m not,” I pivoted, shattering the daydream. I knew the inevitable consequence. It happened immediately. My niece’s smile disappeared and she nodded slightly, digesting my words. “You’re my niece, I’m your uncle. I’m your mother’s younger brother.” I huffed dejectedly, realizing the impossibility ...
    of our situation. “Maybe if I was married and you were my wife’s blood niece or something...” I contemplated aloud, concluding, “Maybe if we didn’t have a blood relation I could justify it, but we do – and I can’t.” “I know.” “I hope so. Uncles and nieces...” I trailed off. I couldn’t think of where to go from there that wouldn’t just be repeating myself, so I let the words hang for another moment. “It’s just not permissible,” I finally stated, “no matter how secret it is. You and I would know, and that would make me feel guilty enough.” Madison sat there, huddled on the chair, not moving. She wouldn’t even look at me. I knew she still wanted to explore that facet of our inner natures. It was clearly written on her otherwise expressionless face. My niece was clearly irritated with me, and that hurt so badly. However, which option was less likely to cause injury? It was the ultimate dilemma, like being chased by an angry bull – which horn would you rather be gored by? Would I rather have Madison upset with me because I wouldn’t give into her pleas for sexual contact, or would I rather risk this secret somehow going public and endure the misery that would unavoidably follow? I couldn’t begin to describe how much I wanted to let our instincts take us. Fear of legal reprisal was all that inhibited me. There was nothing left to do but seal the deal. Taking a deep breath, I began, “Plus the fact that I’m so much older than you—” “Uncle Rob, don’t even go there!” Madison interrupted ...
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