Chapter 170: Tall drink of water 007

"I want you," Don said. "Not here though. Will you come home with me?" he asked, and Joyce nodded.

They practically ran out the door and into Don's van, and Joyce's uncle made it to his apartment complex in record time, helped along by Joyce's hand rubbing his crotch.

Don had spent this morning tidying up the place, hoping he was doing it for a reason, but Joyce was not interested in his housekeeping. After he closed and locked the front door his niece was all over him like a preying mantis.

"Bedroom," Don gasped after their mouths separated, and after they got there Don said, "Let me see you. I want to see all of you."

Joyce seemed startled by her uncle's request, but she undid her shorts and slid them down her long, slender legs and then peeled down her panties, exposing the thick triangle of rich brown hair Don was expecting and hoping for.

"Saving the best for last?" Don said as he looked at Joyce, who seemed to have lost all of her nerve all of a sudden as she stood wide-eyed clad only in her t-shirt.

"The light - can you turn it off?"

"Couldn't see you that way," Don said with a smile, but he did turn the knob to dim the light a bit.

When Don turned back around Joyce had already pulled her shirt off, and Don was a little disappointed to have missed the unveiling, but not really since Joyce had her hands across her chest hiding her breasts.

"You're so cute," Don said, peeling off her own shirt and undoing his belt. "Maybe if I get undressed you'll feel more comfortable."

Don stepped out of his pants, kicked off his socks and then dropped his boxer shorts.

"Not nearly as easy on the eyes as you are, I'm afraid," Don said, shrugging his shoulders while his erect cock sprang around in front of him, but while Joyce's wide open eyes followed his bobbing cock her hands still guarded her breasts. "Let me see how beautiful you are, honey. Show me."

With a slowness that was almost painful, Joyce lowered her hands, and the raspy intake of air from Don was the only sound in the room.

He had felt her tiny breast buds before, but seeing them was something else all together. Joyce's nipples would have looked huge even on a busty girl, but on breasts that were barely perceptible swells on her chest, they looked surreal, and the puffy aureolas they were centered on only added to the visual impact.

"Come to me baby," Don said. "You're so beautiful."

They both took two steps forward and then they embraced while Don's cock was crushed between them, curled up to his stomach. Joyce's nipples poked her uncle, the long pegs as hard as diamonds as they pierced the mat of salt and pepper hair that covered Don's chest.

"Are you a virgin, honey?" Don whispered in his niece's ear.

"No," Joyce answered. "Why?"

"It's just that I think your first should be with someone special," Don said as he eased Joyce down to the bed.

"You are special," Joyce said and she went down on her back, pulling her uncle up when she started to go down on her. "Now - please."

Don's hand felt the thick bush, and when he felt how wet she was he moved up between Joyce's rail-thin thighs and brought the head of his cock to her opening, forcing the knob into the very tight orifice.

Joyce cried out, causing her uncle to stop after the ridge of his plump glans penetrated his niece, but her hands were on his backside, pulling him closer and deeper inside of her sex. It hurt, but Joyce wanted it so badly that she stifled her scream, even though it meant biting into her Uncle Don's collarbone to do it.

Don Schultz, while aware of Joyce's teeth digging into him, was oblivious to the pain and instead concentrated all of his efforts on trying not to cum as Joyce's pussy squeezed his cock like a vice. If she had told him that she was a virgin, he would have had no problem believing her.

Don pulled back out after getting half of his manhood into Joyce, and when he slid back in he probed a little deeper. Joyce was now clawing at his biceps, her pussy very gradually getting used to the size of the cock that was impaling her, and while there were tears trickling down the sides of her face and her eyes were bugging out wide, she looked ecstatic.

"Omigod omigod omigod!" Joyce was yelling, making Don glad that the neighbors on the bedroom side of his apartment had moved out.

The sight of his niece wild-eyed and thrashing underneath him, along with the way her pussy was so gloriously tight around his manhood, made it obvious to Don that he would not last very long, so he went into another gear.

The bed was banging into the wall behind the headboard, and he was now impaling Joyce with the entire length of his member, the sweat from his head and chest raining down on his niece like a monsoon as he neared orgasm.

Just when he was about to erupt inside of Joyce she arched her upper torso off of the bed as only the whites of her eyes were visible, and then she started bucking wildly on the mattress. Don grabbed Joyce's wrists and slammed them down on the bedding to hold her down, as it seemed like his skinny niece was on the verge of throwing them both off the mattress.

Don came just as Joyce's pussy practically pushed his cock out of her, and as he leaned into his niece to keep him inside, he was treated to a series of contractions that served to milk his cock dry as they both rode their orgasms nuzzled in each other's necks.

Above the bedroom, they heard the sound of the upstairs neighbor stomping on the floor, and that got them both giggling as Don explained that it was the same way the old lady sounded when she was walking around up there anyway.

"That was so amazing," Joyce said as she looked up at Don, who lifted himself off of his niece while trying to catch his breath. "I think I made a mess."

Don was aware of the wetness but thought it was the result of them sweating up a storm, because while it hadn't lasted as long as Don had wanted, the fact was that he wasn't used to such exercise.

"I think we both did," Don said as he felt his deflating cock begin to squirm out of his niece, and when it finally slithered out she winced a little, prompting him to ask if Joyce was okay.

"Never better," Joyce replied with a grin. "I want him back inside me though. That was so good."

"Beyond good," Don said as he rolled off to the side and looked at his disheveled niece as she sighed and put her hands behind her head and looked up at the ceiling.

So lithe and lovely, Don noted as he looked at the androgynous creature beside him, and while he realized that many if not most guys would say that she needed implants and a few extra pounds, to him Joyce was beautiful.

The way that her hip bones and ribs showed was mostly due to the fact that she was on her back, and her position made the tiny swells of her breast buds completely disappear, but there was no way she could be mistaken for a boy or a little girl.