That time my niece got jealous of her friend… [Mff] [oral, cum, light incest]

Jessa sits up and freezes, eyes wide. The sudden motion makes her pool float bob in the water. “Shhh! I hear something!”

Kenzie, a few feet away on her own floating chair, cocks her head, listening. “Just the garage door,” she says, “He’s cool. And I’m his favorite niece, he won’t mind.” She sucks the straw into her mouth and splashes her friend.

“Hey!” Jessa shouts, splashing Kenzie back.

The glass door slides open. Bill looks out, anger on his face. “What the hell–”

“Hi, Uncle Bill!” Kenzie shouts, “I hope it’s ok. I found your secret key.” She flashes him a wide grin, her braces sparkling in the sunlight.

“Kenzie?” he says, anger giving way to confusion, then annoyance, “What’re you doing here?”

Kenzie props up on her elbows. She’s lithe, flexible. The coral-colored string bikini contrasts against her pale skin, the fabric stretching to contain her chest as it bounces with her movement. She knows that the barbells piercing her nipples show through the cups, knows how to use her sex appeal to get away with a lot. Sure, Uncle Bill is family, but he is still a man.

“Aww, what’s it look like, Uncle Bill? We’re having some girl time.” Kenzie leans in conspiratorially, her long, blonde braids framing her breasts, and Bill automatically moves a step closer. “Jessa needed a little support from yours truly. Dealing with, you know, boy trouble. And you said last time I could use your pool whenever I wanted… so…”

“Uhh, yeah, I guess,” Bill says, letting himself be led. What’s he going to do, he considers, kick his niece out? He glances up at Jessa, slowly spinning as she lays on her float, drink in her hand.

She is wearing a more traditional bikini than Kenzie’s, and deep red, a color that pairs well with her bronze complexion. Toned, trim, curvy, Bill’s eyes automatically trace her abs, her hips, her chest. He shakes his head, forces himself to stop staring, looks her in the eye. But she’s shielded behind large reflective sunglasses, perched casually beneath a bun of brunette hair.

“Say ‘hi,’ Jessa,” Kenzie says.

“Hi Jessa,” Jessa says, barely moving. Kenzie rolls her eyes.

“Well… mi casa es su casa, and all that,” says Bill, “Don’t let me interrupt your girl time.”

“Thanks!” Kenzie says, “You’re the best.”

“Let me know if I can get you girls anything.”

Kenzie giggles and holds out her cup, her smile maybe a touch flirtatious. “A refill?”

“Don’t press your luck.” But he does it anyway.

Bill returns to the house, and the girls are alone again the backyard. Jessa hums to herself as she idly swirls her hand in the water.

“What?” Kenzie frowns.

“You didn’t tell me he’s hot.”

Kenzie scoffs. “Don’t even start.”

It’s Sunday morning, which means Bill sits in his living room watching the pre-game speculation. The glow of the television lights his face, the announcers on screen loudly rambling about the teams that will soon play. A bowl of chips sits ready on the coffee table, a vegetable platter beside it. Bill munches on a carrot.

The sliding glass door opens and the girls walk in, wrapped in towels.

“Oooh,” Jessa says, “Snacks! Kenz, let’s hang out here for a bit.” She sits next to Bill, pressing against him like its an accident, like she doesn’t notice.

Bill frowns. “Uh, help yourself, I guess,” he says.

“Thanks, Uncle!” chirps Kenzie, taking a spot on Jessa’s other side.

“We’re thirsty girls.” Jessa flashes Bill with a coy smile. She sits up straight. The towel is wrapped tight, squeezing her chest. Bill ogles the curving swell of flesh peaking over the towel’s hem. She tilts her head, pulling the towel down just a tad. “Hope that’s not a problem.”

Bill drags his gaze upwards, meeting hers. “Kenzie, are all your friends such troublemakers?”

Jessa’s gaze slides down to Bill’s crotch. He thrusts his hips.

“Me? A troublemaker?” Jessa says, “I’m a perfect angel.”

“Oh my god, Jessa,” says Kenzie, “Stop flirting.”

“Just harmless fun,” Jessa protests. Bill’s jaw slowly descends as she drags a carrot over her cheek and into her open mouth. She purses her lips, sucking on it. “And anyway, he doesn’t mind.”

“Uncle Bill!” Kenzie whines, “Really?”

“What?” he says, feigning innocence.

Kenzie rolls her eyes, then forces a smile, pink braces showing between parted lips. “Uncle Bill, don’t you think string bikinis are sexier?”

“You have got to be kidding me,” Jessa says, batting at Kenzie’s shoulder, “Why are you always so competitive? He’s your uncle.”

Kenzie’s smile grows triumphant. “So you’re admitting it, my bikini is hotter.”

“Hell no I’m not.” Jessa grabs her towel and flings it to the ground. Her back is arched, breasts pronounced and squeezed by her red bikini top. Her lips part as she shoots Bill a look, dark eyes piercing into him. “What do you think, Uncle Bill?” She slides her hands down her sides, making sure he doesn’t miss a thing.

His smile falters, his breath catches. She winks.

Kenzie frowns. “Hey! Not fair,” she says, “Shoving your tits in his face like that.”

“What’s not fair?” responds Jessa, “You got tits too, you know.” She grabs Kenzie’s towel and tugs, yanking it off.

Kenzie’s top was already untied, and it falls with the towel, her breasts bouncing free and bare. Kenzie gasps and brings her hands to her chest, covering her nipples, cupping a tit in each palm, her skin bulging out between her fingers. “What the fuck, Jessa?”

“Come on,” says Jessa, tugging on Kenzie’s arm, “Show him… it’s why you got ‘em pierced, isn’t it? For attention?”

“He’s– he’s family!”

“Whatever,” Jessa says, turning back to Bill. He’s staring, wide-eyed. “She’s being such a prude, I can’t believe it.” While she speaks, Jessa undoes the clasp behind her back and pulls her top off. “I don’t know what’s her problem. It’s harmless, just a little teasing.” She has a proud expression on her face as Bill soaks in the sight of her chest. He looks like he’s just won the lottery.

Jessa’s tits are round with soft nipples and smooth, tanned skin. They roll side to side against her torso as she shakes her shoulders, and Bill’s grin spreads as Jessa pulls his hand to them.

“Fuck, girl,” Bill says, palming her breast, feeling its weight, “These are perfect.”

Jessa beams triumphant.

“Uncle Bill!” Kenzie whines. Bill glances over. Kenzie’s hands remains on her tits, but rather than hiding them, she’s now tweaking her nipples, fingers playing with the barbell piercings, making them poke out stiffly. “More perfect than mine?”

Bill’s eyebrows shoot up. “Whoa.” He should look away, but he doesn’t.

“I can’t believe you called me a prude, Jessa,” Kenzie says. She pushes one nipple up towards her mouth and sucks on it. The piercing clicks against her teeth. It pops free, then she continues, “You know I love showing off.”

“Holy hell, Kenzie,” Jessa says, “You’re making your uncle’s cock hard.” She rubs his growing erection through his shorts.

Kenzie freezes. “What the fuck are you doing?”

Jessa grins. “You think you can out-sexy me?” She slides off the couch and kneels between Bill’s legs. She undoes his fly and pulls his dick out, grabbing it, rubbing it against her nipples. “So you’re a show-off. But I’m queen slut, Kenzie. And I’m going to make your uncle cum.”

“Uncle Bill?” Kenzie appeals.

But he’s not listening. His attention is fixed on his lap, where Jessa is looking him in the eye, running her tongue up the underside of his cock.

“She’s blowing you!” Kenzie states the obvious, like she needs to say it aloud in order to believe it. “Jessa, stop!”

Jessa pops Bill’s cock into her mouth, her thick lips gliding down his length.

Kenzie gives one final protest, “No!” before standing up. She doesn’t know why she stood up, what it is she wants to do. She just knows she should do something. Anything. She can’t let that bitch Jessa get away with this.

Jessa’s kneeling, bent over Bill’s dick, slurping and sucking. Her legs are curled up beneath her. Her bare feet stick out behind her. Kenzie gets an idea.

She crouches and tickles the bottom of Jessa’s feet.

Jessa bucks, rebounding off Bill’s cock. “What the hell?”

Success! But now what? Kenzie sees the flaw in her plan. How can she stop Jessa from just going right back to what she was doing before? She looks at Bill, sees him looking annoyed and horny, pushing his cock back towards Jessa, for her to finish sucking him off.

The pieces click. Kenzie understands what she must do, the only way she can stop her friend from blowing her uncle.

She darts in, before either Jessa or Bill can catch up, and grabs her uncle’s dick. She spreads her lips and slides them down his shaft, sucking on his thick erection, urging him to cum with her tongue. With her braces, his cock almost doesn’t fit, but she’s dedicated, manages to stretch wide.

“Holy fuck, Kenzie.” Jessa is stupefied. “What the fucking fuck.”

If Jessa is stupefied, Bill is double. He stares, astonished, as his niece slobbers all over his erection. He should push her off, but she grinds her tongue against his glans, and his cock loves it, surging, stiffening, excited by the forbidden.

Uncle or not, he’s not blind. Kenzie is a sexy young woman. Not that he’s fantasized about fucking her, just that he’s often thought that any guy she ends up with should consider himself lucky. And she looks so cute, that pleading look in her eye, her braces-filled mouth mounted on his cock. Yet even still…

“Kenzie,” he says, reaching for her, “You should sto–aaaahh…”

He can’t complete his sentence, a jolt of bliss arresting his attention as Kenzie shoves herself down farther, taking his cock into her throat.

“Oh, fuck me,” he groans. His hand, the one he’d planned on using to remove Kenzie from his dick, it lands on the back of her head. Instead of pulling her away, he pushes her down more, more, more, until her lips reach the base of his shaft.

“No fucking way,” Jessa mutters, staring.

Kenzie chokes and splutters, eyes watering, and finally Bill releases her. She pops free, her face a mess, but grinning, happy. She looks at his dick, her grin falters. “You didn’t finish?”

“No, he didn’t finish,” Jessa says, “Let me show you how to properly throatfuck a dick.” She pushing Kenzie aside and swallows Bill’s shaft. She nurses him, her throat milking, her eyes piercing. She shoots him the universal, unmistakable expression of a girl who’s only goal in life is to drain his cum.

Kenzie sees this and knows she’s losing. But there’s one last thing she can try. No time to think about it, she sticks out her tongue and runs it over her uncle’s balls. She tugs on his sac, sucking a nut into her mouth. He groans and pets her, spreading his legs wider, giving her easier access.

Bill stares at the two girls, their eyes meeting his, imploring him to spray his load. Their oral skills are practiced, and in Bill’s younger years he’d be powerless to stop himself from popping. But he’s older now, experienced. He knows how to ride at the edge of bliss without falling over.

He strokes both girls affectionately on their cheeks. “Switch.”

The girls are obedient, they do what they’re told. “Fuck,” Bill groans. He settles back into the couch, loving the girls’ dedication to their task.

Jessa is a strikingly sexy, pursing her lips against one ball, and then the other. Licking them, sucking them into her mouth, tugging on them. Her tongue is hot and silky and its attention makes him shudder.

But Kenzie, his niece, with her blonde braided pigtails framing her cute face, shoving her throat down on his shaft over and over, she’s the one really making his cock throb and beg for release. It’s not just her commitment to his pleasure, which is considerable. No, it’s the taboo, the knowledge he shouldn’t be doing this, that he’s crossing a boundary that can’t be uncrossed. The thought makes him so hard, makes him so very impatient to give her his cum.

“Sit back,” he commands.

The girls retreat, expectant, compliant. They kneel side by side, pressed against one another, tits bouncing against tits. Makeup smeared and streaked, hair disheveled, eyes glazed. They’re ready and eager to devote themselves to his next instruction.

But he tells them nothing. He grabs his glistening, swollen cock and gives it a powerful stroke. With a grunt, a thick rope of spunk spurts from his dick, landing on his niece. It douses her tits, spraying them with a gooey white splatter of cum.

Before Kenzie grasps what’s happening, he groans and gives himself another pump, a second blast of semen launching into her eyes. A third and final eruption hits her chin.

She tries to mop up the mess with her fingers, but all she does is smear it around. “It’s so much,” she says.

Jessa leans forward, licking Bill’s cock clean of all the jizz still oozing out.

A few minutes later, in Bill’s guest room, Kenzie is pulling her summer dress back on while Jessa takes a turn in the shower. “Ok, I admit it,” Jessa says, “You’re the bigger slut. I’ve never blown a family member.”

“You make it sound like such a big deal,” Kenzie says, “He’s just my uncle.”

“Yeah, that’s family, Kenzie.”

“Whatever.” Kenzie shakes her head.

“Anyway,” Jessa continues, “Send me his contact.”

“What? No. Gross.”

“Now you’re grossed out?”

“I’m not letting you hook up with my uncle, Jessa.” Kenzie says it like it’s obvious. She looks in the mirror and adjusts her cleavage, making sure her nipple piercings show through the fabric.

“I’m not going to become your aunt. I just need a sexy older guy like him on the booty call list.” Jessa steps out of the shower and grabs a towel.

Kenzie eyes her friend, her round tits, her tight pussy. “You’re hot, you can get anyone else you want. You can’t have Uncle Bill.”

Jessa grins. “Keeping him for yourself, huh?” She flicks one of Kenzie’s nipples.

“Hey!”

Jessa decides to go bra-less, slipping on her too-tight t-shirt and cotton shorts. “Guess I’ll just have to get his number myself.”

“Jess…” Kenzie whines.

But Jessa is already leaving, ignoring her friend’s protests.

Jessa leads the way back into the living room, Kenzie trailing. The game’s on TV, and Bill’s in the same spot on the couch. The room is filled with another half dozen guys his age. All eyes turn to the girls. To their chests.

Bill blushes.

Jessa walks up to him. “Bye, Uncle Bill,” she says, leaning over, planting a kiss on his lips. “Call me later.” She shoots him a thirsty look.

Kenzie watches all this, peeved. Even after all this, her friend is still trying to outdo her.

She stalks up and sits down on his lap, fluttering her eyelashes. “Thanks so much for letting us play in your pool. It really means a lot to me, how nice you are to me. You’re my favorite uncle.” She leans in and kisses him.

The girls giggle to each other as they leave.

“Uh, what was that about?” one of Bill’s friends says.

His blush is beet red. “Nothing.”

“Riiiiiight.”

Source: reddit.com/r/sexystories/comments/rhd6th/that_time_my_niece_got_jealous_of_her_friend_mff