My hot little niece

I'm a horny old man. There's no denying it. Any red blooded American male is the same way, though. Before I go too far, I need to introduce myself.

My name is John. I was born on October 3, 1973, and I love to have sex. I never had any interest in anyone in my family. That is until I met my niece, Doe. She was born April 1, 1990. That's all I knew when I went to pick her up at the airport this past May. When I saw her, I thought I was staring into the face of an angel. She stands about 5'10", weighs roughly 155 pounds, has beautiful, wavy blonde hair that goes down to the middle of her back, beautiful blue eyes, and the face of innocence. Her tits, while not huge, are proportional to the size of her body.

"Hello," I manage to stammer. "I'm John. You must be Doe."

"I am. You must be my long lost uncle. It's a pleasure to meet you, Uncle John," she says, kissing me on the lips and wrapping her arms around me.

"The pleasure's mine," I say, returning the kiss and hug. "Now how about we go to the bar and get to know each other better?"

"Sure," she replies, winking at me. "I know what you want from the look in your eyes." Grabbing my hand, she leads me to the bar and orders a drink for her, and I order a rum and coke. I get a better look at her, and, in the tank top she's wearing, I look down her cleavage. I notice how round and perfect her breasts are and can't help but picture them wrapped around my cock. She catches me staring at her melons and winks.

"You can see those in more detail later if you want, Uncle John," she says. My face turns a little red because she caught me. But, since she didn't seem to mind, I didn't say anything as we finished our drinks and went to my car.

I start my minivan and head away from the airport, and I can't help but be distracted looking at my niece. “You've turned into quite a beautiful young lady, Doe,” I state, looking into her beautiful blue eyes.

“Thank you,” she says shyly, brushing her hair out of her face. “You like what you see?” she asks, batting her eyes.

“I do,” I reply. “My niece probably has 3 or 4 boyfriends back home.”

“Actually, no, I haven't got one,” she answers sadly. “I dumped him a week ago, after finding out that he was cheating on me. I caught him in bed with the school slut.”

“I'm sorry, sweetheart,” I say, softly brushing her cheek. “You deserve better than him anyway.”

She smiles at me sweetly, and asks, “You really think so?”

“Of course,” I reply. “You deserve someone to love you and never cheat on you.”

She puts her hand on my thigh, rubbing me. “Thank you, Uncle John,” she says softly. In spite of myself, my cock starts to respond to her soft touch.

“Oops,” she says. “I'm starting to get a response from my uncle.” Winking at me, she reaches for my cock.

I gently push her hand away. “What's wrong? You don't find me attractive?”

“It's not that at all, Doe,” I reply. “You are my niece, and this wouldn't be right!”

“What wouldn't be right?” she asks. “Two people responding to bodily needs?”

She does have a point. But, she's your niece, I think to myself as she grabs me again. Damn, her touch feels so good, and I feel my cock straining against the fabric of my shorts, begging to be released.