My Niece

I can't help it, but I am in love with my niece, Jessica. I can't explain the connection between us, but it's there. I know it's wrong, that I shouldn't be thinking of her in the ways that I think about her, but I can't help it. It all started when I came out for a visit last summer. I saw her and I went nuts. One night we were sleeping in the living room of another relative and I couldn't help but stroke myself and I'm wondering to this day if she saw me. She's so beautiful. I went back home and wrote her a note via e-mail about how pretty I thought she was. Somewhere along the way, I mentioned something about picnics and how romantic I thought they were, at least with the right person. I don't know. I moved to the same city as my brother, sis-in-law, and niece and within two weeks or so, I noticed her smiling at me in a way that I thought was a bit odd. When I hugged her, there were sparks. I couldn't get enough of her. I had to hug her and touch her and massage her shoulders as much as I could get away with. I figure she liked it too, because one day Jessica said something about going on a picnic, just the two of us. Then she said something about "liking me" that was a bit different. It stood out in my mind and then two days later I figured it out. She was telling me she had a crush on me, but in words that would not alarm me, if I didn't feel that way. After that, I snuck into her bedroom one time when I was at her house alone and found her panties. I held them to my nose and imagined touching her where I most wanted to. Then we went on our picnic. We were on that blanket and I could not help but look at her low-cut shirt. I know she knew I was looking, because she's always catching me looking at her body and winking at me. It started with a back rub. I put my hands on her soft shoulders and my dick was stiff. I wanted her. I wanted her so bad! Then I heard her moan a little bit, so I moved from her shoulders to her sides, and then around to her stomach. So warm and soft and deliciously bad! Jessica suddenly reached down and pulled my hands up to her breasts and I was ruined as a man. I became a lump of desire. I became an animal. I lost all sense of time. I kissed her neck and held her breasts and we were gone. The next thing I knew, she had her hand on my crotch and then my zipper went down and she had me in her hands. It felt so good! We laid down next to each other and masturbated each other, kissing and looking into each other's eyes. I loved how warm and wet she felt. It was all so overpowering! She was a dream to me. So soft and wet and then I could feel her hand around my cock. She pumped slowly. Then she licked me and I knew I had to have my face right there between her legs, where I wanted my face to be for months. Ohhh, she was a tasty little vixen. When she came, I wanted to die. She moaned and her muscles tightened and it's been something I've fantasized about a million times. Every moan, every twitch, everything was pushing me toward the brink of sexual insanity. I wanted to run toward the edge, yet I wanted to make it last. I had spent so many years without anyone's touch and there I was, in the midst of the most exciting, delicious, naughty sex I'd had since I can't remember when. She took me in her hand again and pumped me fast. I came all over her breasts and licked it off, sharing a bit on my chin with her and that was the picnic of the century.