Story: Fun with my Sister's kids   
      
   An Erotic Story   
      
   by bobandcarole   
      
         Now I consider myself a pretty normal guy and, except for a   
   few stray times when I was younger, not particularly inclined to   
   do strange or risky things, especially when it comes to sex.  At   
   least that's how I felt, before my two nieces came over to visit   
   that weekend.   
         My Name is Frank, and I am just a hair over 24 years old,   
   and I have a sister, Mary, who is 22.  My sister lives alone with   
   her two children, Cindy and June, who are 10 and 8 respectively.   
   I knew her husband had died, while I was in the service, and she   
   was still living alone when I got out.  There's nothing unusual   
   in that, and I love going over to visit my sister's house to   
   visit.  My two nieces are both so cute; it almost makes your   
   heart ache to look at them.  Whenever I go over to visit, the two   
   little girls always seem so happy to see me, that it almost made   
   me want to go out and get married myself, so I could have some of   
   my own, just like them.  For some reason, I never did though.   
         Whenever Mary has problems, she always knows that I am   
   available to help, so when she got the call to go up the coast on   
   an assignment, she figured (rightly) that she could call me, and   
   ask me if I could help.  When Mary called, I was about to put the   
   finishing touches on my artwork that the company needed for   
   Monday's board meeting.  I told my sister, that I couldn't come   
   over there to babysit, but if the two little girls didn't mind,   
   they could come over to my place, and play in the pool, while I   
   finished working on my project.  I knew both children were   
   excellent swimmers, and they had been over before to swim, only   
   then, their mother had accompanied them.   
         Mary told me, that would be fine, and she would be over to   
   pick them up, sometime after dinner, and could I please drop over   
   to her place to get them, as she had to be 50 miles up the coast,   
   in less than 2 hours, end she still had to get dressed.   
         Thinking about my sister getting dressed, almost had me   
   sprouting a hard-on, as it had been several weeks since I had   
   gotten laid, but I told myself to "Settle down, those days are   
   past," or at least so I thought.  Still, as I drove the 6 blocks   
   over to my sister's house, I reminisced about the times when my   
   sister and I had been younger, and hadn't yet left home.  We had   
   done some wild things back in those days, that I still dreamed   
   about.   
         Thus it was, that when I got to my sister's house, I was   
   carrying a hard-on that wouldn't go down, so that I was   
   embarrassed to get out of the car.  I was going to wait, to allow   
   my erection to subside, when Cindy and June came running out   
   excitedly yelling at each other.   
         "Uncle Frank's here!" Yelled Cindy.   
         "Swimming!  We get to go-o-o-swimming!" screeched June.   
         The two little girls pulled open the car door; and grabbing   
   my arm, they pulled me out.  I grabbed a wriggling girl in each   
   arm, and hugged them both.  "Hi sprouts!" I said.  "Where's your   
   mother?"   
      
      
      
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         The two girls squirmed in my arms; their thin T-shirts   
   weren't keeping me from feeling the lively bodies underneath.   
   "Unh  Uuunnhh" They both panted, as they struggled (not very   
   hard) to get away.  "Mommy's coming," said Cindy, as I finally   
   let them go.  She leaned over and whispered to her little sister,   
   who started to giggle.   
         "What's so funny?" asked Mary, answering my earlier   
   question, as she appeared in the doorway, carrying three bags,   
   and a briefcase.   
         "Uncle Frank's got a hard-on!" blurted June, still giggling.   
         My sister gave me a kind of half-smile, and said, "Oh   
   Frank."  Then she turned to her two offspring, and said, "You   
   shouldn't embarrass your uncle like that."  She must have noticed   
   that my ears were flaming red.  By now, my erection had wilted,   
   so that I felt as if I'd never be able to get it up again.   
         Handing me two of the bags she was carrying, Mary said,   
   "Their swimsuits and towels are in the bag, plus a change of   
   clothes.  Though I'm not sure if I can trust you now, with two   
   sexy little girls, in swimsuits!"  Mary's smile showed that she   
   wasn't really worried, just pulling my leg.   
         I watched as my sister locked up the house, threw her bag   
   and briefcase in her car, climbed in and with a final, "See you   
   about 8," roared off.  I looked down at the two little girls   
   grinning up at me, in their matching long red T-shirts.  "C'mon   
   sprouts," I said, "let's get this show on the road."   
         Climbing into the car, both of the little girls climbed in   
   the front seat with me.  Since my old Cadillac has bench seats,   
   they both fit easily.  "Watch your knee!" I said, as I shifted   
   the car into reverse, and started backing out.  The feel of the   
   little girl's naked skin against my arm almost had my cock rising   
   again, but I forced myself to ignore it, and concentrated on my   
   driving, and the two youngsters in the car with me.  As I drove,   
   the girls started talking about how happy they were to see me,   
   and how much they liked to visit at my place, especially since   
   there was a pool at my apartment, and they could swim there, as   
   long as they wanted, without having to pay.   
         Only part of my mind was on the girl's chatter, as I   
   answered their questions almost automatically, but occasionally,   
   I would look over at them as their talk became more personal.   
         ". . . it was us that gave him the hard-on?"  My attention   
   was grabbed as June nudged her sister.  Cindy grinned, when she   
   noticed that I was listening.  "No," she said, "he already had it   
   when he got there.  That is, unless he was thinking about us on   
   the way."  My ears turned felt like they were on fire.  Trying   
   desperately to change the subject, I looked down at the T-shirts   
   the two little girls were wearing.  You could tell that neither   
   girl was wearing a bra underneath the shirt, and they were so   
   long, it almost looked as though they weren't wearing pants   
   underneath either.  I decided to mention this to them.   
      
      
      
      
      
      
      
      
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         "Uh girls," I said.   
         "Yes, Uncle Frank," they chorused.   
         "Those shirts.  Girls like you shouldn't wear those long   
   shirts.  At least, not unless you're wearing long pants or   
   something."   
         "Oh, Why not?" they both asked innocently.   
         "When girls like you wear long shirts like that, Horny old   
   men like me, look at you, and imagine that you don't have   
   anything on underneath them.  You're liable to give some poor guy   
   a heart-attack," I kidded them.   
         At this, both girls broke into loud giggles, and snickers.   
         "Oh Uncle Frank!" said June.  "That's the Idea!  It's so   
   cute to watch some of the boys, as they try to sneak a peek up   
      
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