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Casino Club Candy (RocketGirl x Darklaz)

Sammie left, dejectedly, not really understanding what he was getting at, but went to her room regardless. She decided to take advantage of the quiet and stripped down, displaying the figure that she had a right to be proud of, because she had sweat hard in the health club for years to achieve it.

She waltzed into the bathroom and turned the nozzle on the shower and climbed in, the water was a little on the cold side, causing her skin to prickle and her nipples to pucker. She looked down at her chest as she raised her arms up to lather up her hair with some shampoo.

Samantha tried to finish her shower. Her spare hand circled the area from her hips to the crack, and she kneaded and massaged her ass to get it all clean. She felt a little shy about getting to her pussy, mostly because of the interaction she had just had. She washed herself thoroughly anyway, and started to wash her inner thighs and pussy, getting her trimmed bush all soapy and wet.
 
Alex retired to his private suite and just dropped his clothes on the way to the bathroom. Once there, he set the shower for cold and stepped under it.
Swearing loudly, he soaped up and scrubbed thoroughly. After a good soak and rinse, he trimmed and filed all his nails.

Giving Samantha a good bit of thought, he came to the firm decision that if she was still a virgin, by God, he would be the one to lovingly and caringly teach her.
 
Sammie followed the usual routine. Wash, dry. Sit at vanity in her towel. She grabbed a hairdryer, combing her long blonde locks as she let the hot air blow through it. What had Alexander meant by his comments, what fun was she missing, why was clothing not required?

She definitely wasn't sure, and wasn't entirely certain that she wanted to find out. She grabbed her moisturizer, rubbing it into her face, chest and arms, looking herself over in the mirror.
 
Alexander made a couple of discrete phone calls and arranged to have the Ob-Gyn, a friend of his, and arranged for her to be available the next day. He was going to make damn certain she was safe, clean and healthy.
As long as she was under his roof and supervision, she would be taking good care of herself.
 
Sammie rolled into bed in her towel, but found it difficult to sleep. She sat at the vanity once more, playing with some smokey-eye and red lipstick as she did some make-up.

Sammie couldn't sleep, knowing that the walls were shared, she tried her luck. "Uncle Aleex ... I can't sleep!"
 
Hearing through the wall, he chuckled.
"Come on over, angel. Uncle is decent. "
 
Sammie wrapped her towel around her breasts, before making the journey between the two rooms. Her hair and make-up immaculate from her time at the vanity. Holding the towel with one hand she knocked withh the other.

"Uncle Alex ... It's Sammie..."
 
"Come in, little angel. Tell Uncle Alex what's wrong. " he sat on the foot of his king size bed dressed in boxer briefs and a robe.
My god but she was breath taking. He took a mental breath as she entered.
"What is it that prevents my angel from sleeping?" he asked, patting a spot next to him.
 
Sammie sat on the edge of the bed. She used her hands to support herself, so naturally the towel slipped ever so slightly on her chest, following the curve of her breasts.

"I'm not really tired, I feel that I kind of wasted a day." She said, pulling her golden curls over her shoulder.
 
"Ah, I see. And what were your grand plans for the day? There are plenty of sights I can show you around to tomorrow and tomorrow night. So, tell me what is on your mind tonight." He brushed a bit of hair aside and kissed her forehead.
 
"I'm not sure. I just feel that I could have made so much better use of today. Every time you tried to show me something. I just messed it up. I mean I guess part of it is 'cause you're worried about me ..." Sammie rambles, her hands gesticulating to prove her point, her modest cleavage coming more and more into view with every gesture.
 
Alex sat there listening, sweating a little as he noticed her towel slipping.
"Angel, umm, is that all you are wearing?" he asked a little nervously.
Are you aware of your natural beauty?"
 
Samantha nodded, her breasts threatening to become exposed with the jostling.

"uh-huh. You said I wouldn't need clothes, and I'm still not quite dry enough to put my jammies on. So I came over as I was!" Her smile was sweet and innocent, showing no ulterior motive within her. She just really was that unguarded in this moment.
 
"Angel" his new pet name for her, "are you sincerely interested in what I mentioned in the elevator? I need to know that you are okay with it before anything else."
 
Sammie just stared at him, still not understanding the layers that the words in the elevator carried. She shrugged her shoulders. The towel sprung free. Sammie seemed to not react, as the garment pooled in her lap. It wasn't that she didn't care, but quite obviously that without the straps, the fabric barely felt like anything at all.
 
Taking a deep breath, he answered "I can teach you about being a woman. I can offer and give you experiences unique to your age and innocence. I can teach you how a man is supposed to be with you."
 
Samantha still wasn't entirely sure about what he was saying. He wasn't being direct with her, which had never been her greatest skill to disseminate.

It did seem as if he was trying to sell it to her, she though about it. She then slowly began leaning back against the mattress, her breasts pooling against her chest, the towel remaining around her waist.

"I'm not really sure what you're getting at." She finally said "Perhaps I should leave it. I just want to play or something until bedtime."
 
Alex had reached his limit. He gently removed her towel and ran his hand lightly across her belly before leaning down to tenderly claim her mouth.
As one hand teased her belly, the other found her breasts and he pinched and flicked the nipples.
 
Sammie let him kiss her, her skin tingling as he caressed her stomach. She wasn't comfortable with being naked. But she had convinced herself that it was fine, she doubted he would mislead her.

As he toyed with her nipples, they naturally began to harden and stand to attention on her modest curves. Her slightly wet skin pimpling as she shivered minutely.
 
Releasing her from the kiss, Alex sucked an erect nipple into his mouth as his hand moved down to Sammie's thigh. He gently spread her legs and caressed the soft skin.

His teeth and tongue completely explored her breasts and nipples alternately.
 
Samantha tensed slightly, feeling an unfamiliar feeling poking at her, her father's fingers felt thick and rough. But nice. Sammie wasn't entirely sure what to do in that moment, but she really didn't want him to stop. Unconsciously she bent her right knee, propping her ass up a little higher, making it easier for her uncle to feel her up.

Her breathing was becoming shallow and ragged, not sure why her uncle was exploring her flesh in this manner, suckling on her young breast like a newborn infant.
 
Alex growled around her nipple as his fingers caressed the baby soft dewy folds of her fresh pussy.
"God, angel, you're so wet. Would you like Uncle to kiss these lips? I promise to be gentle."

He was already rock hard and leaking pre cum from the tip. Holding back was torture, but he was not going to rush this- not with her.
 
Having someone else touch her there was amazing, Sammie's tiny pussy making it very obvious she was excited. As he continued her assault on her, she couldn't help but think how good this felt, yet wondered where this was going. She was so warm. So wet. Hot and ready for him, her tiny pussy drooling with excitement with the naughty things he was doing to her.

A small voice in the back of her mind seemed to niggle at her whilst her body was on display like this. One she tried to suppress as she wasn't sure what it was telling her.
 
Alex kissed down her belly and paused just above her glistening wet mound.
Carefully positioning himself, he parted her petals and laid a kiss on their moist edges.

Breathing deep of her scent, he groaned.
"Baby girl, Uncle Alex needs permission to clean this up. Would you like that? Have me lick you clean ?"

As he waited for her answer, he gently blew on it and kissed it some more.
 
Her mind was hazy about right and wrong as each hand gently tweaked her perfect little nipples, her breasts lying back against her chest, jiggling freely with every twitch of her youthful skin.

The more she thought about what she was doing, what she was showing, the closer she got to orgasm. He had barely touched her, but her body hadn't ever felt a mans caress, and it was electrifying. She lay, panting and drained, for several seconds before she realized what she was doing, lifting her arm to cover the flush in her face.
 
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