1. my evil plan


    Date: 11/4/2015, Categories: Dark Fantasy, Exhibitionism, Incest, Male / Female Teens, Masturbation, Young, Author: Uncle Thomas, Rating: 86.2, Source: sexstories.com

    copyright 2015. i wrote this story. cute girls in Boston and Southern NH can contact me at Tom1001johnson@yahoo.com I watched in a little mirror that I'd set up, watched as my niece pushed my door open. She couldn't tell that I could see her, because my head was turned. “Uncle Mike?” my cute little niece said, but I pretended that I couldn't hear her. I was wearing headphones. I was on my back, on my bed, naked and masturbating. “Uncle Mike?” she said louder and touched my foot. I looked at her and took my headset off. “I'm sorry,” I said. She giggled nervously, as I pulled my blanket over myself. “I'm sorry,” I said again. Her nipples and her small breasts were pressed against the front of her nightshirt, one of my tee-shirts that went almost to her knees. I could tell that she wasn't wearing a bra under it. She pushed her long, red curls back from her face. “There's a noise, in my room. It woke me.” “A noise?” I got up, naked. Instead of getting dressed, I grabbed the baseball bat that I keep next to my bed. I went to her room, naked. There was a loud BEEP BEEP BEEP. She stood in the doorway of my guest room, watching me. “It's coming from behind the bookcase,” she said. BEEP BEEP BEEP, it kept sounding. “Alarm clock, I bet,” I said, and put the bat down on her bed. I knew that it was, since I'd set the alarm myself and dropped it behind the heavily loaded bookcase. I'd planned the whole thing and timed my jacking off so that my cute little niece would see me doing it and ...
    see me naked, too. I tried to reach around the bookcase, but I couldn't. Instead, I reached down behind a bureau and unplugged the clock. She giggled as her blue eyes found my half-erect cock again. “I'm sorry, sweetie,” I said, “I better put something on.” She nodded. “Are you okay? You can just go back to bed.” It was one o'clock in the morning. “I guess.” “I'll put something on. We should talk.” My niece nodded and giggled again. I went in my room and put on my sweatpants and a tee-shirt. “Jillie?” I said from her doorway. “I knocked,” she said defensively. I stepped into my spare bedroom and sat on the edge of her bed. She was under her covers, with just her head showing. “I know. I was listening to something, on my headphones.” “You didn't hear?” she asked. “No.” “That noise, it was so loud . . .” “It's okay, it's not your fault.” “It's not?” “No, of course not. The clock must've fallen down there.” “I'm so stupid. I could've just unplugged it, too.” “You didn't think of it, that's all.” She nodded. “What you saw, well,” I asked, “do you know that guys masturbate?” “Mom told me.” “I'm sorry that you saw me doing that.” “It's okay, it wasn't your fault.” “Women do it too.” “She told me, too.” “I'm sorry,” I said again. “It's not your fault.” “I was worried, you know, that it was something bad, someone breaking in, so I didn't get dressed.” She giggled. “I never saw a guy's penis before.” “I'm sorry.” “It's okay.” “Your mom, you know how she is.” “Can we not tell her?” my ...
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