The Visit/Chapter Three

The Visit

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Chapter Three

I pulled her mouth to mine for a little snoggy while my cock basked inside her delicious sperm filled arse. Gawd, it felt so good in there I remained hard while we tangled our tongues and explored every crevice inside each other’s mouths.

“You girl, are simply amazing. I guess I should promote you to favourite niece status.”

“Ah, uncle, I thought I was your favourite niece,” she informed me, “At least that’s what you’ve always told me.”

“Maybe that should be extra favourite,” I informed her while I ground my cock into her heavenly bottom hole.

“You should be my extra… hmmm... favourite… hmmm... hmmm… uncle… especially for this,” she panted and groaned, “and… and I’m... oooh… oooh… oooh, it’s happening...” and her exquisite arse clamped and pulsed around my buried meat.

If there had been another drop left in my balls, I’m sure they would have given it to her. But, nonetheless, it was pure heaven to be joined to her like this and I never wanted to pull out. But alas, I suffered from acute caffeine deficiency and with that last tummy grumble her belly complained with, I knew Annie would suffer from malnutrition if I didn’t do breakfast soon.

With one last kiss I suggested, “Let’s get cleaned up and have breakfast so we can do some more of this later.”

“But, please, please, please, I never want you to take it out.”

“I wish it were possible but there are limitations we must deal with. Tell me now, spit it out, who is responsible for bringing out this talent?”

“I’ll tell you later, but right now I feel a really big poo coming on and need the loo, bad,” she informed me.

“By all means,” and kept her plugged for the short hop down the corridor. Then, a safe extraction while she hovered over the pan and then safely settled on the seat before the first big plop splashed in the water.

“This is the only part I don’t like,” she informed me with a strained grunt.

“It wouldn’t be like this if I cleaned you out first.”

“With one of those ‘emena’ things?” She asked.

“It’s called an ‘enema’ and though I’ve never given one before, I believe I can figure it out. Your gram used to give them to me when I was young.”

“Will you? Mum gives them to me all of the time and I like them.”

That was just one more thing that aroused my curiosity. I didn’t believe there was anything inherently wrong with giving your children enemas, but the ‘all of the time’ part was intriguing.

“I will take great pleasure in learning to give them to you,” I answered, “Meanwhile, I’m going to shower off and you’re welcome to join me after you’re finished.”

She enjoyed the way I washed her so much, she had another orgasm while I did it. The extra scrubbing I gave her clit while I twisted my fingers in her arse helped her right along. Thankfully, my cock decided to lay down and have a rest while we enjoyed our breakfast.

“You’re going to stay naked with me all day, aren’t you?” She begged.

“Of course I will,” which was a given considering how hot it was already and not yet nine.

“It was my idea for you to sleep in my room and I wasn’t asleep last night while you played with me. In fact, it made me so itchy I had to rub myself while you had a shower.”

“It was all I could do to keep from rubbing you because I believed it was such a perverted thing to do.”

“That’s what Mary calls me, her ‘perverted mate’. Mum says I’ve corrupted her.”

“It sounds like you have a reputation, but I must confess, I love you the way you are. Your mum is one to speak, though. Now tell me, who’s been teaching you all of this stuff?”

“Mary… and well, she has a brother. They know a lot of fun stuff and show me new things all of the time.”

“So, Mary and her brother are the culprits. Did her brother teach you about doing it in the bum?”

“Mary showed me first with mum’s ‘little helper’ and after she started doing it with her brother, she wanted me to find out how nice it was.”

“What is your mum’s ‘little helper’?”

“I don’t know what it’s called, but I’ll fetch it for you,” and she hit the floor running and I so much enjoyed the way those plump bum cheeks of hers jiggled and shimmied when they squeezed together. A sight I will never grow tired of.

She reappeared a minute later sporting two giant dildoes. One had to be a full twelve inches and three in diameter, while the other was more my width, but at least eight inches in length compared to my ordinary six. I’ve never had a problem with size and was certainly a good fit for my niece.

Then, she shook the foot long and informed me, “Mary can take this all of the way in the back about half in her front.”

“Just bend me over and fuck me,” I thought. Mary was just a bit older than my niece and that was an amazing bit of information to learn. “Please tell me, you haven’t tried the big one yet, have you?”

“Oh, yes,” she briskly nodded her head, “I can’t get it in the front yet, but almost half way in the back.”

“Amazing,” I thought, “That is why she took me so easily,” and I told her, “You’ll have to show me before leave,” and she did show me, that very day, with a rectum full of my sperm to grease the way. “Meanwhile, we have the day to ourselves. However, I’m considering lunch at the cafe in the village, the one that makes their own ice cream and porter. Don’t get any ideas because the porter is mine, but you can have as much ice cream as you want.”

“Yay!” She threw her hands up in the air before she landed in my lap and gave me a big hug and kiss before she informed me, “Remember how I woke you up? I want you to pretend to be asleep so I can do it some more.”

“Did I remember?” I asked myself. That little episode was so deeply implanted in my spank bank, it was probably embedded in my genes by now. I’m sure future generations of my progeny will enjoy it. “That sounds absolutely delightful and you can spend as much time back there as you want before I have my way with you.”

“Can I give you one of those enema thingies? Mary really likes it when I give them to her,” and yet another juicy tidbit was revealed, however, I wasn’t so sure about the enema yet.

“I’ll let you try but if I don’t like it, you will stop, right?” I asked.

“Yes, but you have to give me one first.”

“That sounds like a plan,” I told her before she dragged me to the bath and showed me the entire procedure down to the gory details.

I’m afraid I learned a lot about enemas from my niece and she gave me the impression her mum knew a lot more. I thought it only consisted of filling a bag with water, lubing the nozzle before you stuck it in your bum and flipped on the water. However, I learned that enemas can also be erotic and my niece showed me how she achieved the greatest orgasms from them. Maybe that’s why she received them so often. She also assured me that boys could have great orgasms if they are done the right way, but that was something I needed to experience myself before I believed it.

“It’s important that you get the worst out first. You can do that with very warm water and a bit of powdered soap. The bag holds two quarts and you want to have two one quart warm water washes.” She sounded like one of my bloody biology professors; very deadpan serious and technical.

But, she knew what she was talking about and showed me how it was done on herself first. For some reason, I believed it took another person to administer it properly and never knew you could achieve the same results on your own. I also believed the sperm enema I had administered earlier had cleaned her out pretty good, but she proved me wrong on that count and both of the very warm water/soap washes yielded results.

“If you will notice,” she explained, “It’s impossible to hold the water for long and it won’t wash as deeply as with cold water. It’s important to let the water flow as deeply as possible and for you to retain it as long as possible.” Really, I should have the girl teach a course on the subject.

She held the full two quarts of cool water, and as you can imagine, it pooched her belly out to hold that much at one time. But, she managed it for a full fifteen minutes and returned virtually clear water when she expelled it. She was also very randy after that first cold rinse and her pussy lips were glued together with thick, sticky syrup. The sight made me want to dive face first between her legs and mop up the mess with my tongue so it didn’t go to waste.

“The second rinse is the one you hold the longest and it works best if I rub myself for the complete time because it feels good and helps me hold the water inside. When I finally release it, my whole body explodes and I need a kip after that happens. Mum usually gives them to me before bedtime.” She explained.

All of this time, I thought enemas were designed to relieve constipation and heard of their use before anal sex. Never, at least not until my niece explained it, did I believe they could be sexually gratifying. Chalk that bit up to one more thing I learned from my her. She was able to hold two quarts before she started her long masturbation session, which I found to be more than a bit stimulating and stroked myself with her for the last fifteen minutes. However, I managed not to come with her; mainly because I wanted to fully experience what she had planned and briefly hinted of.

After about twenty minutes she ran a couple of inches of warm water in the bath and calmly laid on her back and resumed her frig, which had reached frantic intensity. That led me to believe she was on the last legs of her marathon masturbation session. I was on pins and needles at that point and was so close to the edge I dared not touch myself.

During the last two minutes, she had to plug her fingers in her bum to hold the water and barely managed to whimper, “I’m doing it,” as her orgasm struck and she released the water.

When she did, a choked cry came from her throat that was cut off sharply like with a knife. The water was released in giant bursts that corresponded to the contractions inside her belly and when she was emptied out, she simply shivered a few times before her bones turned into jelly. I watched her serene and peaceful face for a couple of minutes before her eyes popped open with a loud, “Wow!” Before she asked, “Please help me to bed.”

Her knees were so wobbly I wrapped her in a bath sheet and carried her to her room. She fell asleep during the short journey and slept for over an hour before she returned once more to the land of the living.

End Chapter Three

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