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


    Date: 8/5/2017, Categories: Fiction, Consensual Sex, Erotica, Incest, Male/Teen Female, Masturbation, Reluctance, Romance, Author: seltra, Rating: 90.7, Source: sexstories.com

    me mid-sentence. Her abrupt reprisal took me by surprise, especially since she still refused to look my way. “There’s nothing wrong about a girl liking an older guy or thinking he’s, like, cute or hot or something,” she insisted. “I still find Johnny Depp and Jason Statham hot for crying out loud.” I raised my hands in surrender. Although it made me feel a little uncomfortable, this was obviously not a concern of hers, but the angle had been worth a try. “Alright, Baby. Alright,” I pacified her. “I’m just trying to point out that you’re sixteen. You’re underage. If you weren’t we could maybe work with the age difference.” I sighed indecisively. “But you are.” Madison’s gaze finally turned my way. There wasn’t rage or anger. Even the pain in her eyes had diminished. There was just disgruntled understanding, but at least she understood my position. Young as she was, my niece had a good head on her shoulders. She smiled faintly as I kept going. “Family relations aside, that’s still illegal, I think. That fact alone could still get me in some mighty hot water, and you’d probably be subject to years and years of mandatory, government-funded therapy to make sure it didn’t scar you.” In the midst of the melancholy turn in this discussion, Madison actually laughed a little. I smiled at her in kind. It was good to see that beautiful, cheeky grin of hers return. “Trust me, Baby, if you were eighteen...and you offered yourself to me the way you already are...” I breathed in through ...
    a grimace to demonstrate that, even though I was trying to be responsible, this was still difficult for me. “Believe me,” I told her openly, “if you were of legal age, I’d fight my way to be the first in line for you.” “And if we weren’t related,” she added. “Exactly,” I agreed. “Like I said, if we weren’t related we could work around the age difference, perhaps.” I raised a finger at her to emphasize my point. “But that doesn’t change that fact that you are still underage and we’re still related.” “I know.” With a relaxing sigh, I huffed, “Good.” The conversation seemed to be settling, but I felt there were still a couple items to address. “It would still be harder than pushing Anne Hathaway out of my bed,” I confessed, “and I already told you how difficult that would be. Even that would be verging on impossible.” Her smile was shining again. Madison knew exactly what I was trying to say. I saw her as more beautiful and lovely than any other woman I could think of and she took the compliment to heart. Our relationship was of that value to me, and she could see it. “You, though...Madison...” I grunted a small moan, trying to force the ideas and images from my head. “I’d feel like a slave to my desires; like I would have no choice but to welcome you to a night of passion.” We looked at each other for a second, an unspoken mutual appreciation for each other settling into the room. It felt good to be communicating with each other. “I’m just trying to do what I think is best, ...
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