Fucking my niece on Christmas Eve.

I came home to find my 14yo niece passed out on the sofa after drinking a lot of wine. I saw my chance, an opportunity, and I took it.

I fucked my 14 year old niece on Christmas Eve.

I have a son, he is 17, and his Mom and I divorced when he was quite young because she had an affair with one of her work colleagues, I only found out about the affair when she was 5-months pregnant, she originally told me that the baby was mine but then I discovered her affair and it all came out that the baby wasn’t mine.

Our son, Paul, remained with me, I made sure of that, while she left the family home to go make a new life with her new feller.

My wife and Son still saw each other, he’d go and stay with her during school holidays and keep in contact with her and his half-sister, Kayleigh, I was fine with that, it wasn’t his fault we split up, and I wanted him to still know his mom and Kayleigh.

I’m not completely sure what Kayleigh is to me, she’s not my step-daughter as I’m not married to her mother, I have no blood tie to her what-so-ever, she calls me ‘Uncle Henry’ and I guess I just think of her as a niece…. It’s that or nothing, it may sound bad but Kayleigh isn’t really anything to me, she’s the product of a cheating skank whore and her cunt father.

When Kayleigh was 5 she started coming over to our house to stay, my son and her were very close siblings, and for years we alternated between Kayleigh staying at ours for Christmas or Paul staying at his mom’s for Christmas.

This year it was Kayleigh’s turn to stay at ours.

It was 8pm Christmas Eve and I was heading out as I did every year to have drinks with my mates, Paul and Kayleigh were in the family room watching festive movies on the big projection screen and stuffing their faces with popcorn and chocolate, “Right you two I’m off out. See you in the morning.” I said, knowing that I would be back late and they would be in bed.

“See you, Dad.” Said Paul.

“Have a good night, Uncle Henry.” Said Kayleigh.

I went out and had a great time with my mates, I drank a lot but I was used to it and could handle it, I got a taxi back and arrived home at about 2am, I was tired but couldn’t go to sleep yet, I knew I still had the presents to bring down and put underneath the tree, but first I needed a piss so I headed straight for the downstairs toilet.

After taking what was probably the longest piss of my life I came out and headed for the kitchen to make myself a coffee, try and sober myself up a bit, I walked in to the kitchen and saw Paul sat on a stool at the breakfast counter, he was slouched over the counter passed out with a half empty bottle of Whiskey in his hand.

I wasn’t too bothered about him drinking alcohol, it was Christmas after all, I walked over and shook him awake, “Paul – come on lad – get up – lets get you up to bed.” I said, he woke up groggy and barely able to stand, I helped him up the stairs and took him to his room where he fell face flat on to his bed, I took his shoes off and put his legs up on the bed, “You’re getting heavy lad.” I said.

I went to the cupboard and gathered up the wrapped presents and then walked towards the stairs, as I walked I looked in to the spare room where Kayleigh should have been sleeping, but she wasn’t there and the bed hadn’t been touched, I checked the bathroom and then my room but she wasn’t there either.

So I made my way downstairs and found her in the family room, she was passed out on the sofa, laid out flat across the seat cushions on her front, with one arm hanging over the front of the sofa, and there was an empty bottle of red wine on the floor, it had spilt and there was a puddle of wine on the hardwood floor but not a big one, which brought me to the conclusion that she’d drank most of the bottle before passing out, “These bloody kids.” I chuckled to myself as I placed the presents around the bottom of the tree.

I stood and looked at her laid there on the sofa with a small strip of drool down the side of her mouth, wearing pink ‘Hello Kitty’ pyjama bottoms and a white boob-tube like top, her long curly golden blonde hair draped messily across her back and the side of her face, she looked peaceful….. and beautiful.

She has a beautiful figure, slim and curvy, a magnificent small yet plump ass visible over her thin cotton tight fitting bottoms, nice small breasts, well-manicured nails, soft golden hair, flawless pink skin, she was a proper girly-girl, she took care of herself and her appearance, I have no idea how my ex-wife and her cunt father could have created something so gorgeous.

I lifted her up to a seated position, she was so out of it she couldn’t even keep her head up, I had to hold her head up with my hand underneath her chin, “Kayleigh…” I said, gently tapping her cheek to try and awake her, “…Kayleigh, wake up – You need to go to bed. Can you hear me? – Kayleigh.” She grunted a little but I couldn’t wake her up, she was obviously a light weight when it came to alcohol.

As I stood looking at her sat there with her head now leaned back on the back of the sofa, still drooling a little out of her mouth, I couldn’t help but look at her in a sexual way, I could see her nipples through her white top, and her stomach was exposed, lovely and slim and well-toned, and her pink Hello Kitty bottoms made her just look so damn cute.

I sat on the empty seat beside her and I brushed her hair away from her face with my fingertips, then gently caressed her cheek in my hand before leaning in and giving her a gentle kiss on the lips, she has soft cherry red lips, “You are a very beautiful girl.” I said out loud, instead of just thinking it.

I began to rub my hands on her legs over her bottoms as I continued to repeatedly kiss her lips, and then I unbuckled my jeans and pulled out my semi-erect cock, and I slowly jerked myself while kissing her, I was drunk but I knew exactly what I was doing, this wasn’t just a spare of the moment thing, I’ve wanted a piece of her for a while, it’s not like she was my blood, she wasn’t my kid, and it felt like a good way of getting back at her – I wanted to fuck Kayleigh both for obvious male reasons, but also to get back at my ex-wife and her cunt husband.

I took Kayleigh’s hand and wrapped her small fingers around my hard shaft and motioned her hand up and down to feel her jerk me, “Oooagh.” I gasped with delight that felt good.

While doing that with her hand I pushed my other hand down the front of her bottoms and panties and I felt her pussy, it was smooth and warm, I molested her, flicking her clitoris and sliding my fingers up and down her slit, and she slowly got wet.

I stood up and held on to her legs and pulled her forward, sliding her across the cushion until her butt was almost hanging off the edge, then I propped her legs up on to my shoulders and I gripped the waistline of her bottoms and panties and pull them down, well, more like up her legs as her legs were up in the air, I stopped when they reached her ankles then I put my head underneath and between her legs, using her own bottoms and panties like leg restraints at the back of my neck to keep her legs up.

I looked down and saw her beautiful little puffy pussy, soaking wet, smooth as a baby’s ass, it was perfect, I reached down and hoisted her top up to expose her breasts, they were small, but a nice size for cupping in my hands and she had lovely nipples.

Then I guided my cock to her warm pussy, wedging my tip in her slippery slit and I just slowly tapped her pussy with it, I could feel that familiar resistance of her hymen, so I tapped harder, increasing pressure each time, I was leaned over holding on to her breasts when her hymen finally gave way and her hole stretched around my girthy tip, her body flinched a little and she let out a brief whimper, “A-Ugh” as I felt my cock slowly enter her exceptionally tight virgin pussy, “Ooah.” I gasped.

After a few minutes her pussy had opened up and was happily accommodating my cock, I was fucking her good, groping her breasts and having a great time.

I licked my thumb and then pressed it and flicked it against her clitoris, hard and rapid, she began to moan and gently thrash around, swirling her hips and thrusting upward, her mouth opened and she let out sweet moan after sweet moan, “Uh – Uh – Mm – Uh.” Then she had an orgasm.

Her body temperature had risen sharply and then her pussy clenched around my cock, squeezing it tighter, “Oooagh.”, as warm fluid started to flood her pussy and drip out of her, “Yes – good girl.” I groaned.

I continued to fuck her, pumping through her orgasm, thrusting in and out fast and hard, “Ooah yeah!”

A few minutes later and it was my turn, I leaned further forward, placing my hands on the back of the sofa, her ass lifted off the cushion as I thrust in hard and deep, a few more thrusts, a few more, then a few more, and then I came, “Ug-Ooaagh….” My cock swelled and my balls clenched as I ejaculated in to her, “…Ooooooooaaaaaggh…” I shot a good 5-6 heavy streams of sperm in to her, “…Ug - Ooaagh – Ug!”

I left my cock inside of her for a minute then smiled and slowly pulled out, my cock flopped out of her tight hole, followed by some of my seed dripping out of it, I knelt up on the sofa beside her and pulled her head down and then smeared my sperm covered tip around her lips and then slid my cock in to her mouth for her to taste it.

I ended it by rubbing the tip of my cock against her now perky nipples and dripped a little delayed sperm on them.

When I was done I pulled her bottoms and panties up and her top down, then I scooped her up in my arms and carried her upstairs where I laid her in her bed and covered her over with the sheets, then I took a shower and went to my own bed and went to sleep.

I was up at 8am the next morning but Paul and Kayleigh didn’t wake up until around 11am, it was Kayleigh that woke up first I heard her waking Paul up telling him it was Christmas morning, they both came downstairs and in to the family room where I was sat nursing a hangover and a coffee.

They both looked very drowsy still, and hung-over, “Have a little drink last night did you?” I said.

“I don’t remember. Think I had a couple.” Replied Paul.

“And what about you? – just a couple as well was it?” I asked Kayleigh.

She sat down on the sofa, in the same spot where I’d fucked her that night, she shrugged her shoulders, “I don’t really remember either. Sorry, Uncle Henry.” She said, smiling, knowing she wasn’t meant to be drinking at her age.

“It’s fine. You may want to think about moderation next time.” I told them.

The morning went good, they opened their presents, and thankfully neither of them remembered much of anything of that night, Kayleigh certainly didn’t remember what I did to her on that sofa.

We had dinner and we spent the rest of the day lounging around watching TV.

I can’t help but smile every time I look at Kayleigh now, and I can’t keep my eyes off her tight little ass in those Hello Kitty bottoms she’s been wearing all day every day for the last week, I bet there’s a lot of my seed soaked in to the crotch of those bottoms.

My ex-wife and her cunt husband will never find out what I did to their daughter, but I will know, I will always know that I’d fucked their little girl and I will smile every time I see them, my little secret.

She was a great fuck and I wouldn’t mind doing her again, maybe I can get her drunk again tomorrow night, she’s staying for New Years.