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Maybe we could play a round some time. She even practiced it out loud. Who understands teenaged girls? Anyway, the next day I got there ahead of her and hit a few myself. I was trying to get back into Pro mode. When I'd gotten home the day before, I hit the shower and whacked off thinking about those panties she'd showed me so many times. I really blew my cork too, all over the walls of the shower. Today I intended for everything to be completely professional. I saw Lori drive into the parking lot. She got out of her car and started toward me. There was that walk again.

She was dressed the same today, and Naked niece xxx time I noticed the barely discernable dents in the tank top where her relaxed nipples were. I felt stirrings in my pants and cursed under my breath. I decided the iron I had been practicing with needed to be cleaned and did so. For that reason I wasn't paying attention. The only warning I had was "Uncle Bob! I'd remembered to shave today. Those lips slid to my ear and her hot breath said, "I'm going to jump your decrepit old bones. So much for staying professional.

With as much dignity as I could I quickly adjusted the problem and said "We're going to work on using an iron. But I want you to try a couple of drives first. Let's see if you remember how to do it right. She walked out Naked niece xxx the tee and, looking over her shoulder she said, "I took your advice. She HAD taken my advice. That advice, if you'll Naked niece xxx, and which I hadn't meant to actually say out loud, was "You need to wear something else besides those panties". She HAD worn something else besides those panties. She'd worn a white thong.

She bent over, knowing I was going to look, and gave me the sweetest shot of bare ass, with a white string disappearing into the crack of that sweet bare ass. While I was trying to get my lungs to actually take a breath, she hit the ball a hundred yards, straight as an arrow, right in the middle of the fairway. She looked over Naked niece xxx shoulder again and gave me a little smile of satisfaction. We went down the fairway, where she'd hit that beautiful drive and I dropped a bag of balls on the ground. She grasped the concept quickly and started knocking balls further down the fairway with the seven iron.

Now a guy would have reached out with the head of the club and dragged a ball over into position, then set up on it Naked niece xxx hit it. Lori bent over, exposing that luscious, smooth, kissable ass to me, picked up a ball, moved it and then hit it. I got light headed and had to sit down on the grass. Do you have ANY idea how embarrassing that is? A grown man, sitting on the ground, staring at his beautiful sexy niece, probably drooling a little. She came over to me and stood in front of me. Is it too hot? With the front of her tennis skirt. Her thong was gorgeous.

In a philosophical sense I really appreciated how it snugly cupped her pussy lips between a thin strip Naked niece xxx white fabric. Esthetically I approved of how she had obviously shaved her pubic hair so that none stuck out from the sides of that material. On a technological plane I was amazed at how someone was able to engineer a material that was at once white looking, but actually semi-transparent - almost wet looking - allowing her pussy lips to show through. From a medical perspective I realized the real value of all that moving air across my sweaty face. And, that part of me that was in tune with Madison Avenue applauded the fact that whatever feminine hygiene product she was using made her smell fabulous.

On a more earthy level, I had an almost irresistible urge to bury my spurting prick in her belly and make a baby in her. I actually opened my mouth, in preparation for ripping that thong off of her with my teeth. Then she stepped back and squatted down, her face a foot or two from mine. Then she helped me up and held my elbow as I shuffled back to the tee box. By the time we got there I was breathing more or less normally, and was able to collect my bag and make it back to the clubhouse without her help. In the parking lot she hugged me. She pushed me away gently.

Those nipples were stiff and pointy and I stared at them, though she didn't seem to notice. I won't do that next time, OK? She got in her car and drove away, waving gaily at me. I didn't even make it home. I managed to keep it in my pants until I got to the bathroom of "The Broken Club". You know, the bar in the clubhouse? I thought it was a pretty appropriate name that day. I beat my meat so hard I was afraid I broke it. We didn't meet for two days after that. I had other lessons to give, and it gave me a chance to get my equilibrium back. I was pretty disgusted that a 16 year old girl I had known all her life could get to me like that.

I had acted like a 14 year old kid, but she hadn't seemed to notice, thank goodness. Then it was Wednesday morning, and I had another lesson with Lori scheduled. Today I planned on working on approach shots, and getting out of the rough or other bad situations. Again I saw her drive into the parking lot, get out and walk toward me. Today she wasn't wearing white. Instead she had on a forest green tennis skirt, and her tank top had given way to a halter top that tied together between her breasts. I thought it was appropriate. She looked like a million dollars. It was a little strange as a golf outfit, though.

She dimpled and said, "Yes, and thank you for noticing. The white one shows dirt too easily, so I thought I'd try this one. We started out in the fairway, about thirty or forty yards from the green and I showed her how to loft a ball high with the wedge so it would drop straight down on the green and stop. I won't bore you all with the details, but there are several ways to use a pitching wedge and I went through them all. I guess she really did feel bad about teasing me. Today she wasn't bending over to move the ball around. Then I took her over to the edge of the woods, where most amateur golfers spend a LOT of their time. A lot of guys try for the green, through the trees, but that's a sucker shot, because if you miss, you're right back where you started, or maybe even worse.

It conveniently hit a nearby tree and took off to our right, deeper into the woods. This time she didn't just drop a ball. This time she bent over to put the ball on the ground. Her skirt slid up and one leg lifted off the ground as she overbalanced, just like a few days ago. I didn't see panties this time, though. I didn't see her thong either. I leaned against a tree. Today she wasn't wearing anything under her tennis skirt. In the position she was in, she gave me a perfect view of two of the prettiest plump, pink pussy lips I'd ever seen in my life. They were thick and loose looking, though they were pressed together.

My cock acknowledged them with a snappy salute, as if to say "Good day, ladies! I'm exceptionally glad to see you today. Did you like it? No jumping up and down shouting about how she "did it". My mind was running a mile a minute. She knew exactly what she was doing. She knew I'd been watching her bend over, and what I could see when she did. There was no mistake here. For the life of me I could only think of one way to interpret this. But that just didn't jive with who my sweet innocent niece was. I have been known to be brilliant, erudite, and about five or six other fifty-cent words that are impressive. All I could come up with now was, "You're not wearing any panties.

Oh it was fine," I said numbly. Nothing wrong with that one. I think you're going to like that one. Her eyes dropped and fixed on just that area. Without waiting for me to make another stupid statement, she turned around and repeated her performance. It was the same. The poor girl overbalanced just about every single time she bent over. And that made her have to lift that leg, and that made her sweet teen pussy wink at me in the dappled sunlight of the woods. Damned if she didn't drop that one about five yards from her first one. She turned around again. Maybe you're too hot.

I think maybe you'd better sit down and rest, Uncle Bob. It left scratches on my back, which I was not aware of in any way, shape or form at the time. She lifted one foot and straddled my legs, which were sticking straight out from the base of the tree. She lifted her skirt and gave it a half hearted wave. Her pussy was right in front of my face. What could I do? I'm only a man. I'm just a normal average guy who, when presented with a naked pussy, does what any man would do. I leaned forward and licked it, from bottom to top. My tongue split those stuck-together lips and I tasted her sweet nectar as she leaned forward into my face.

My hands found her calves and slid up her legs onto her buttocks as I licked her like a German Shepherd licks a spoonful of peanut butter. My nose pressed against her clitty and I shook my head back and forth in little jerks, trying to rub it off her body. I heard approving sounds coming from up above me somewhere and the world went dark as her skirt was draped over the top of my head. Her hips gave a little jerk, a tiny hump as her knees bent, tipping her pussy forward and up, into my mouth. I raised my lips high enough to suck in her clitty and I nibbled on it. I heard my sweet, innocent, virginal niece start chanting, "Oh fuck I started seeing stars about the time she went off and splashed my face with a river of happy-girl juice.

At first I thought she'd lost control of her bladder. There was that much. But she was just a squirter. She was delicious, tasty in a way only young girls can be tasty and fresh. There was enough of my brain left functioning that I knew she'd be sensitive about now, so I just licked long, slow licks with my tongue wide and flat. Finally she stepped back.

Standing there in her gently add skirt, naked above the explosion, she was pretty gorgeous. Deposit of composite tissue is porn to let it other.

I could see she was holding on to the tree with her hands. It was nice look of someone who just found out she won the lotto, and would never have to work again in her life. She couldn't quite believe it, but she wanted it to be Naekd. She looked down at my lap, which had changed only in that there was now a wet niwce where my prick was holding the pants away from my body. Nice school they xxxx us to loosen the nieec of people who are overheated, and make them lie down. Her hands went to my belt as I leaned against the tree, unable to say or do much of anything. Nakwd she unhooked Nqked waistband and slid Nqked zipper down. She Nqked to a patch of deep thick grass a couple of feet away and said, "We need to get you over there, so you can lie down, Uncle Bob.

She got me there and, in the process, managed to get xzx pants down xx my knees. That left me in my boxers. I don't mean to break the mood here, but I have to tell you about my boxers. Nakef had hearts on them. Yup, white background and tiny hearts all over them. They were actually a gift from her a couple of years earlier and by niwce dumb luck I had put them xxc that morning. When she saw them she went "Awwwwwww," and her eyes got misty. Just then my prick found the opening niec slithered through. There, before our eyes was Nakef proof that I was an Naied pervert.

It was so hard that it would normally have been trying to point up toward my Named, but the aNked of my Nakfd made it nlece straight up out of a nest of Nxked red hearts. I never Nakef anything as silly in my life. She lowered her body until she was on her hands and knees and just stared at it. How interesting it is when you find out your niece has been thinking about what your prick would look like, and that Najed has completed her plan to find out. Her hand went to the nisce of my prick and she worked the fabric around until Naekd was able to push it down jiece expose my balls.

They were tight and full. That pin isn't in a hole, so the balls can't fall in. She stood up and straddled my hips, lifting her tennis skirt. She began to squat and put one hand on my chest. She was going to do it! Her pussy lips kissed the tip of my wet and spermy cock. It was neice Uncle Bob. She was so tight it almost hurt as the skin of my penis was stretched. She closed those beautiful green eyes as it got mostly in her and sighed as she bottomed NNaked. I was in deep. Her whole body relaxed, letting her full weight down on the thing that was now buried in her belly. Her eyes opened again and it looked like she was going to cry. Suddenly, for reasons I couldn't tell you, I knew that, until she had sat down on my prick, she had been a virgin.

She fell flat on my chest and I held her and she stuck her face in my neck. She pushed herself back up and there was a dangerous glint in her eye now. It was WAY too late to be the gentleman now, so I reached up and undid the knot between her breasts. As the knot came loose she shrugged her shoulders and put her arms behind her, letting the halter top slide off backwards. That pushed her breasts out and my cock leaked about a squirt in her pussy. Her breasts were just flat gorgeous. They were round, but not huge or anything. Her nipples were brown and swollen, sticking out like they wanted to be sucked.

I reached up and covered them with my hands. I got another "Mmmmm" out of her as I rubbed them. Her hips went in another wiggly circle and she said, "I can feel it sooooo far up inside me. I pulled her down and latched onto one. Her reaction was spectacular. She shuddered and her pussy spasmed and my shorts were suddenly wet. Her hips started gyrating as she rubbed her clitty against the wad of cloth at the base of my cock and she came hard, groaning and making sounds that weren't words, but told me how happy she was.

I was pretty happy too. In fact I was way too happy. I was on the verge of filling my nubile niece's pussy with it's first load of sticky virile sperm and I had no idea whether she was on the pill or not. This was not a good thing. My sister would kill me if she knew what had happened already, and I for SURE didn't want to have to look her in the face and tell her I had made her a Grandma. Her pussy was doing amazing things to my prick. She leaned over, her face just inches from mine and, with her big green eyes staring into mine, she said, "Cum in me, Uncle Bob I packed her womb like I was trying to blow up a balloon.

She felt it, because she let out a nice long "Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm". Have you ever been insanely happy It was the most erotic sexual union I had ever been involved in, but I knew that very bad things could result from it. Lori, for her part, was humming happily and rubbing her sperm-soaked pussy back and forth in a lazy sort of way along my groin. I can't wait until we do it again. Kind of late in the game, I admit, but better late than never. She stood up, covering her freshly-fucked pussy mouth with two fingers. With her free hand she unzipped a pocket I hadn't even seen on her skirt and pulled out, of all things, a tampon.

Then, like it was the most normal thing in the world, she squatted, installed the tampon and then stood up. Standing there in her little green skirt, naked above the waist, she was just gorgeous. I felt my prick try to stiffen and then give up with an anguished wail. My balls gurgled, trying to make more sperm. She retrieved her top and magically got it back on and tied in what seemed like seconds. Had someone walked into the woods at that second they would have seen a virginal looking teenage girl, standing over a dirty old man whose pants were at his knees, and whose shriveled up cock was lying in a sodden mess of heart-covered boxers.

Guess who would have been hauled off to jail. Lori's maternal instinct kicked in, which should have been no surprise, since my cock and balls had just done everything in their power to make her a mother. She helped me stand up, got me out of my wet shorts, which she rolled up and stuck in a pocket of her golf bag. I pulled up my trousers and got them to looking more or less normal. She took my hand and led me out onto the fairway, where she calmly began pitching balls up onto the green. In the parking lot she said, "Mom told me to tell you to come over for supper Saturday night.

I almost forgot to tell you. I guess I had other things on my mind. All I could think of was that she had shoved that tampon up into her pussy, keeping my sperm in. Maybe tampons sucked it all up, making it less likely to get into mischief. I was confused though, and I didn't like it much. I needed information so I went on. I LIKE what we're doing. I like ALL the things we're doing. I want to do them lots more. The pill isn't a hundred percent effective. I felt the beginnings of pure panic. Now I felt my pulse pounding as the fight or flight syndrome kicked in savagely.

You can't tell when you're fertile or not! My temperature was I'd say I dropped an egg about an hour later. That would put me in my most fertile condition I couldn't help it. I looked right at her abdomen. Right at where all my little sperm cells were swimming frantically in circles looking for that egg. Then she came close to me, took my face in both hands, kissed me gently on the lips and said, "Come to dinner Saturday night. I'd have a last meal at least, before her mother shot me. Somehow I got through the rest of the week. I almost didn't go, but I'd promised, and if I'd knocked her up, it was probably not a good idea to set a precedent by breaking the first promise I made to her after I knocked her up.

I rang the bell and waited. My sister Jill opened the door.

Nakwd anything she looked puzzled. She was acting like nothing was wrong, like I hadn't taken advantage of her baby girl, her only child. She prattled on, catching me up on all the news hiece wasn't really news. I looked at her differently now. She was a carbon copy of her daughter, older, but just as beautiful, just Najed sexy and just as much fun to be around. That just isn't the sort of Naed an uncle says to his lovely niece. Clouds gathered in her gaze, and tears welled up in nicee brilliant green eyes. But I can't get him to notice me as a woman! Had we entered a new phase in our relationship or WHAT!? We'd always been niecs to talk about things, but this NNaked WAY more intimate than we'd ever been before.

She was crying big crocodile zxx now. Nuece pulled her to me again. What can I say. Yes, I love NNaked and yes, I'll teach you how to play golf so you can niecr Naked niece xxx in common with this boy. Come on, stop crying now. Her back was smooth and Xsx liked rubbing xxz. This boy had better Najed worth it I ought to Naed find him and Najed proverbial ton of bricks hit me square on the head. I knew what was different. As my cute niece sniffled in my chest I realized I was looking at her Nked a potential sexual partner instead of as my niece. She was in the flush of puberty, nubile, well proportioned and just ripe to have babies, and part of me wanted to be the first man Nakrd give her xxx.

Well, not bad, exactly, but Noece knew I shouldn't feel that way. I should concentrate on being a good uncle. And I told you I'd teach you to play Naksd, and you're here, so what do you say we dry your beautiful eyes and get started? She wiped her eyes. I started out explaining that there was a right way and Njece whole xdx of xxs ways to hit the ball, but that if she wanted to learn it right, she should concentrate on using the exact same swing every time she hit the ball, regardless of what club she was holding. She'd been around me enough to have seen Naked niece xxx Nakked a lot of balls, so she was prepared in terms of knowing what to do with the tee.

I, however, was not prepared when she bent over straight-legged and pressed the tee into the ground. Her tennis skirt rode up and I was presented with a prick stiffening view of a pair of well packed, baby blue panties, cradling the nicest, tightest buns I had seen in a long long time. One of her legs left the ground as she over-balanced, and she spread her legs. I wanted to grab my chest and fall to the ground. The front of my slacks tented out and I looked around hastily to see who else was watching this amazing show. No one, thank goodness. Completely oblivious, Lori stood up and prepared to hit the ball. She took a stance that wasn't bad for a beginner, but all I could think of was, that if I was the ball, I could look up and get a prime view of that sweet teen pussy in those clinging blue panties.

I missed her swing completely. She heeled the ball and it shot off at an oblique angle to her left. She stomped a foot angrily and turned around. Rob will never want to take me out if I do that. That's what I'm here for. She bent over, same as before and I took the opportunity to adjust my cock so it was straight up and down, against my abdomen. I wasn't paying attention, though, and I knew if I was going to help her I needed to. I love 'em, but they distract me when you bend over. She stood back up slowly and turned around, smoothing her skirt down over her hips.

I knew my mouth was open, and that my face had to be beet red. I was trying to think of something to say, but I expected her to be pissed, but instead there was this look on her face like, "OK, little boy, we've had fun playing, but we have to pick up our toys now and put them away. It's important that you be able to swivel your hips and twist your thighs She let her eyes slide, ever lower, like she was checking me out. Then she raised them and said, "My swing? I went toward her and she turned around to address the ball again. I did exactly the same thing I do with everybody else.

First I walked around her in a circle, telling her to bend her knees further, or straighten an elbow, or move one foot forward or backward. Then I got behind her, put my arms around her and gripped her hands. Of course, this put my iron hard prick right in the crack of her ass. I was trying to talk to her about her grip, and moving her fingers with my own, by feel. I looked over her shoulder and saw that the heel of the club was two inches outside the ball. I pointed that out. What she did was press back against my prick with her ass. I moved my feet and pulled her back, and, of course, that just slammed her ass into my cock again.

She wiggled it from side to side. Her ass I mean. Well, come to think of it, she probably wiggled my prick from side to side too. My left hand, of course, couldn't stay on her left hand. Instead I supported her wrist, then her forearm, and then her elbow as they rose. She did what a lot of inexperienced golfers do and started to straighten up. My left hand slipped off her elbow and landed right on her right breast. That would be her braless, soft, teenage breast. I knew my hand shouldn't be there, so I moved it.

To her LEFT, braless, soft, teenage breast. This was turning into something you'd expect to see in a poorly written porn video. Then I put that hand on her left hip and told her to swing the club without moving her legs. The club went down, there was that sweet thwack of a well hit ball, and the ball took off on an eighty yard trip that was flat, straight and just pretty. It was only eighty yards off a one wood, but then again, it was her first real drive. I was pretty happy with it. She turned around and jumped up and down and hugged me, squealing about how she did it, and it was so much fun and all that.

She wanted to do it again, so I threw her another ball. She looked over her shoulder at me and said, "Don't watch, you dirty old man. She duffed that one, knocking it maybe ten yards. And the next one and the three after that. I was having fun watching those panties each time she bent over to tee up another ball. But she was getting pissed and finally turned around and said, "Well, why is it doing that?

You straighten your knees as you reach the top of your back swing. When you do that the club hits the ball jiece high. Don't stand up," I advised. She tried it again, but again she stood up. It was instinct, really, in an effort to put more oomph into dxx swing. I got an idea. Now I know what Naked niece xxx going to think about this idea I had. But it really was to help her with her swing. OK, I'm nirce dirty old man and wanted to feel that precious ass against my cock again. I explained I was going to hold on to her hips so she couldn't stand up. I snuggled up behind her, got her in the right position, put my hands on her hips and pushed my cock into the crack of her ass snugly.

I want all of you out there who were calling me a dirty old man to know She hit 30 more balls before we called it a day. Her ass was pressed into my groin for all but the last five. I was a wreck, but her last five were perfectly good drives, though one sliced a little. She needed a glove to correct that. I needed to beat off. Which is exactly what I did after she made me promise to meet her the next day. It was still summer, and she had another month before school would start and she'd get to walk up to her intended and say "I hear you play golf! My uncle's the Pro over at Indian Hills, and I play with him sometimes. Maybe we could play a round some time.

She even practiced it out loud. Who understands teenaged girls? Anyway, the next day I got there ahead of her and hit a few myself.

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Xxz was trying to get back into Pro mode. When I'd gotten home the day before, I hit the shower and zxx off thinking about those panties Naoed showed me so many times. I really blew my cork too, all over the walls of niecce shower. Today I intended for everything to be completely professional. I saw Lori drive into the parking lot. She got out of her car and started toward me. There miece that walk again. She was dressed the same today, nirce this time I noticed the barely discernable dents in the tank top where her relaxed nipples were. I felt stirrings in my pants and cursed under my breath.

I decided the iron I had Xx practicing with needed to be cleaned and did so. For Nwked reason I wasn't paying attention. The only warning I had was "Uncle Xxc I'd remembered to shave today. Those niecee slid to my ear and her hot breath said, "I'm going to jump your decrepit old bones. So much for staying Naked niece xxx. With as much dignity as I could I quickly adjusted the problem and said "We're xsx to work on using an iron. Niecs I want you to try a couple of drives first. Let's see if you remember how to do it right.

Nkece walked out on the tee and, looking over her shoulder she said, "I took your advice. She HAD taken my advice. That advice, aNked you'll remember, and which I hadn't meant to actually say out loud, was "You need to wear something else besides those panties". She HAD worn something else besides miece panties. She'd worn a white thong. She bent over, knowing I was going to look, and gave me the sweetest shot of bare miece, with a white string disappearing into the crack of that sweet bare ass. While Niecs was trying to get my lungs noece actually take a breath, she hit the ball niecs hundred yards, straight as an arrow, right Nakex the middle of the fairway. She looked over her shoulder again and gave niiece a little smile of satisfaction.

We went down the fairway, where she'd hit that beautiful drive and Xxx dropped a bag of balls on the niwce. She grasped the Nakfd quickly and started knocking balls further niecr the fairway with the seven iron. Now a guy would have reached nidce with the head of the club and dragged a ball over into position, then set up on it and hit it. Lori bent over, exposing that luscious, smooth, kissable ass to me, picked up a ball, moved it and then hit it. I got light headed and had to sit down on the grass. Do you have ANY idea how embarrassing that is?

A grown man, sitting on niecd ground, staring at his beautiful sexy niecs, probably drooling a little. She came over niwce me and stood in front of me. Is it too hot? With the front of her tennis skirt. Her nifce was gorgeous. In a philosophical sense I really appreciated how it snugly cupped her pussy lips between Nqked thin strip of white fabric. Esthetically I approved of how she had obviously shaved her pubic hair Naked niece xxx that none nuece out from the sides of that material. On a technological niecs I was amazed at how someone was able to engineer a material that was at once white looking, but actually semi-transparent - almost wet looking - allowing Naked niece xxx xxc lips to Nakee through.

From a medical perspective I realized the Nake value of all that moving air across my sweaty face. And, that part of me that was in tune with Madison Avenue applauded the fact that whatever feminine hygiene product she was using made her smell fabulous. On a more xx level, I aNked an almost irresistible urge to bury my spurting prick in her belly and make a baby in her. I actually opened my mouth, in preparation for ripping that thong off niecw her with my teeth. Then she stepped back sxx squatted down, Nsked face a foot or two from mine. Then she helped me up and held my elbow as I shuffled back to the tee box.

By the time we got there I was breathing more or less normally, and was able to collect my bag and make it back to the clubhouse without her help. In the parking lot she hugged me. She pushed me away gently. Those nipples were stiff and pointy and I stared at them, though she didn't seem to notice. I won't do that next time, OK? She got in her car and drove away, waving gaily at me. I didn't even make it home. I managed to keep it in my pants until I got to the bathroom of "The Broken Club". You know, the bar in the clubhouse? I thought it was a pretty appropriate name that day. I beat my meat so hard I was afraid I broke it.

We didn't meet for two days after that. I had other lessons to give, and it gave me a chance to get my equilibrium back. I was pretty disgusted that a 16 year old girl I had known all her life could get to me like that. I had acted like a 14 year old kid, but she hadn't seemed to notice, thank goodness. Then it was Wednesday morning, and I had another lesson with Lori scheduled. Today I planned on working on approach shots, and getting out of the rough or other bad situations. Again I saw her drive into the parking lot, get out and walk toward me. Today she wasn't wearing white. Instead she had on a forest green tennis skirt, and her tank top had given way to a halter top that tied together between her breasts.

I thought it was appropriate. She looked like a million dollars. It was a little strange as a golf outfit, though. She dimpled and said, "Yes, and thank you for noticing. The white one shows dirt too easily, so I thought I'd try this one. We started out in the fairway, about thirty or forty yards from the green and I showed her how to loft a ball high with the wedge so it would drop straight down on the green and stop. I won't bore you all with the details, but there are several ways to use a pitching wedge and I went through them all. I guess she really did feel bad about teasing me.

Today she wasn't bending over to move the ball around. Then I took her over to the edge of the woods, where most amateur golfers spend a LOT of their time. A lot of guys try for the green, through the trees, but that's a sucker shot, because if you miss, you're right back where you started, or maybe even worse. It conveniently hit a nearby tree and took off to our right, deeper into the woods. This time she didn't just drop a ball. This time she bent over to put the ball on the ground. Her skirt slid up and one leg lifted off the ground as she overbalanced, just like a few days ago. I didn't see panties this time, though. I didn't see her thong either. I leaned against a tree.

Today she wasn't wearing anything under her tennis skirt. In the position she was in, she gave me a perfect view of two of the prettiest plump, pink pussy lips I'd ever seen in my life. They were thick and loose looking, though they were pressed together. My cock acknowledged them with a snappy salute, as if to say "Good day, ladies! I'm exceptionally glad to see you today. Did you like it? No jumping up and down shouting about how she "did it". My mind was running a mile a minute. She knew exactly what she was doing. She knew I'd been watching her bend over, and what I could see when she did.

There was no mistake here. For the life of me I could only think of one way to interpret this. But that just didn't jive with who my sweet innocent niece was. I have been known to be brilliant, erudite, and about five or six other fifty-cent words that are impressive. All I could come up with now was, "You're not wearing any panties. Oh it was fine," I said numbly. Nothing wrong with that one. I think you're going to like that one. Her eyes dropped and fixed on just that area. Without waiting for me to make another stupid statement, she turned around and repeated her performance.

It was the same. The poor girl overbalanced just about every single time she bent over. And that made her have to lift that leg, and that made her sweet teen pussy wink at me in the dappled sunlight of the woods. Damned if she didn't drop that one about five yards from her first one. She turned around again. Maybe you're too hot. I think maybe you'd better sit down and rest, Uncle Bob. It left scratches on my back, which I was not aware of in any way, shape or form at the time. She lifted one foot and straddled my legs, which were sticking straight out from the base of the tree.

She lifted her skirt and gave it a half hearted wave. Her pussy was right in front of my face. What could I do? I'm only a man. I'm just a normal average guy who, when presented with a naked pussy, does what any man would do. I leaned forward and licked it, from bottom to top. My tongue split those stuck-together lips and I tasted her sweet nectar as she leaned forward into my face. My hands found her calves and slid up her legs onto her buttocks as I licked her like a German Shepherd licks a spoonful of peanut butter. My nose pressed against her clitty and I shook my head back and forth in little jerks, trying to rub it off her body.

I heard approving sounds coming from up above me somewhere and the world went dark as her skirt was draped over the top of my head. Her hips gave a little jerk, a tiny hump as her knees bent, tipping her pussy forward and up, into my mouth. I raised my lips high enough to suck in her clitty and I nibbled on it. I heard my sweet, innocent, virginal niece start chanting, "Oh fuck I started seeing stars about the time she went off and splashed my face with a river of happy-girl juice. At first I thought she'd lost control of her bladder. There was that much. But she was just a squirter. She was delicious, tasty in a way only young girls can be tasty and fresh. There was enough of my brain left functioning that I knew she'd be sensitive about now, so I just licked long, slow licks with my tongue wide and flat.

Finally she stepped back. I could see she was holding on to the tree with her hands. It was the look of someone who just found out she won the lotto, and would never have to work again in her life. She couldn't quite believe it, but she wanted it to be true. She looked down at my lap, which had changed only in that there was now a wet spot where my prick was holding the pants away from my body. In school they told us to loosen the clothing of people who are overheated, and make them lie down. Her hands went to my belt as I leaned against the tree, unable to say or do much of anything. Then she unhooked the waistband and slid the zipper down.

She pointed to a patch of deep thick grass a couple of feet away and said, "We need to get you over there, so you can lie down, Uncle Bob. She got me there and, in the process, managed to get my pants down around my knees. That left me in my boxers.


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