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Moving to the Country (nothingbutporcelain and Dr Curiosity)

Callie could tell that Michael was a little upset that she was acting so emotionless right now but she thought he deserved it. He really offended her by fucking his wife where he knew she would be able to hear him. It was very cruel of him to do that to her and she was not going to forgive him very easily. She was mad at him so he would have to find a really good way to make this up to her if he expected her mood to improve at all.

She did like the thought of doing something just the two of them but of course she wasn't going to admit that to her uncle when she was mad at him. She couldn't give into him and give him what he wanted. Her uncle needed to learn that when he hurt Callie there were consequences. She wanted him to fuck her again so badly but it wasn't going to happen if she had anything to do with it. Although the thought of her uncle taking her against her will was very hot. It was turning her on. Maybe it wouldn't be so easy for her to resist him.

"Where are we going to go?" She asked him, finally looking at him. There was a little more emotion in her eyes now but it was obvious that she was still very pissed at him. "Are you sure you wouldn't rather take Jennifer out? I don't want to get in the way of you two." She hated that she was letting her emotions get to her. Now he would know she was pissed. Callie was making it very clear that she was jealous of his wife right now. It just wasn't fair. She got him for all those years Callie was stuck with her father. He just had to spend some of their first night together with his wife. That made her so pissed.
 
Michael relaxed his arms again, taking another gulp of the bottle of beer in his hand, looking at Callie with very focused eyes. "So that's what this is about?" He leaned forward again, his forearms resting against the back of the couch so that he was closer to his niece. "You're upset because I spent time with the woman I married?" He let his head droop for a second, shaking it in an almost disappointed fashion as a uncle would a child who did something wrong. When he finally spoke again, his voice was low, to avoid anybody somehow hearing him, which wasn't possible in the first place. "You know for a fact she doesn't compare to you baby girl. However, she is my wife isn't she?" He took another drink, letting the alcohol set in him for a minute.

"However, wouldn't it be suspicious if I suddenly denied my wife because me unbelievably beautiful niece has moved in?" Michael looked at Callie with raised eyebrows. He pressed a good point, and Callie would know that regardless of her attitude. "In fact, I'm sure she only did that to prove a point to you, not for satisfaction of any kind." It was true. Jennifer sleeping with Michael was only for Callie's knowledge that she was still the one he bedded with each night, but only rarely got the satisfaction of sex. "You saw the way she looked at you Callie, you know why she did it. I couldn't tell her no, could I have?" Well, of course he could have, but why would he have? Two beautiful women both wanting him, and he could technically give it to both, Michael was going to enjoy this.

"Now like I said, we're going to do what you want to do. Whatever that might be, it's what we'll do. With the exception of leaving the city limits of course." He finished the bottle, and walked away to the kitchen for a moment to dispose of the bottle. When he returned he seemed a bit more upbeat, having finished making his point to Callie. "So what do you want to do?" He adjusted his pants, the thought of things they could be doing making him slightly uncomfortable in jeans.
 
Callie sighed heavily when he asked her if that was what this was about. She hated that she basically just admitted to him that the reason she was acting like such a brat was because he fucked his wife while she was in the house. She knew it sounded ridiculous when he asked her if she was upset because he was spending time with the woman he married. He made it sound so innocent but Callie knew for a fact they hadn't been doing anything innocent. She did get some satisfaction out of hearing him say that Jennifer could never compare to her but really how could she even trust that her uncle was telling her the truth? For all she knew he could be lying. He would probably say anything to get on her good side since he wanted to get in her pants again. Well Callie wasn't buying it. She loved her uncle and loved having him inside of her. It would kill her to deny him sex when she wanted it so badly but he didn't need her. He had his wife who was obviously perfectly capable of fulfilling all of his desires.

She looked at him as he explained to her that his wife probably only had sex with him to prove a point to Callie. She knew nothing about their marriage so once again she didn't know if he was lying about this. It did sound true to her. "Then why were you making so much noise? You could have tried to make her be quiet. It was rude. I was trying to watch TV and I couldn't even hear it because you were being so loud. That's not exactly making me feel welcome here." She wasn't exaggerating about this. It was really rude of him to go off and fuck his wife on Callie's first day in the country. He should have been spending time with her.

She glared at him before he left the room to dispose of his bottle. She was still looking upset when he came back. He was really pissing her off right now. "Let's go somewhere. I don't want to stay in this house anymore." She didn't know what they had to do here but she figured they would come up with something. She just didn't want to spend time with his wife and son. "Maybe we could go to the movies.." It would definitely be possible for them to do something naughty in the movies. Callie would make him wait awhile but maybe an hour into the movie she wouldn't mind giving him head.
 
"Why was I making so much noise?" Mr. Simpson scoffed, looking almost disgusted. "I didn't make a sound, actually. Jennifer was the one screaming, not me." It was true enough. During the time upstairs, Michael had barely let out a groan, let alone make any of the noise Callie was most likely hearing. All he had done was run through the motions, feeding Jennifer's fantasies in bed. The only enjoyment he got out of it was that he was able to cum, though he would have preferred to be with Callie. "Tried to make her be quiet, hm? I guess it's just that simple. The woman intentionally screaming for your ears." He pointed a finger at Callie. "And I'm just supposed to make her be quiet." Nodding, he acted as though the idea were brilliant. If only he'd thought of it. Actually, he had, and knew from the start it wasn't going to work.

At her suggestion of going to the movies, Michael just nodded. "If that's what you want to do then of course." Looking at the clock on the far wall, he tried to calculate a time for a movie to start. A lot of movies started at 7:30, giving them about an hour or so before it started. "Did you want to change and shower first? Or are you ready to go right now?"
 
Callie listeened as her uncle told her that he hadn't made a sound. Now that she really thought about it she knew he was right. Jennifer was the one who'd been screaming as loud as possible. Now it seemed so obvious to Callie that she was just trying to make her jealous and let her know that Michael was taken. Well it was a little too late for that since they already slept together. Of course Jennifer didn't know that. She thought she still had a chance to save her marriage probably. She would have no idea that Michael was already fucking his niece behind her back. She wished she could tell his wife but she knew she couldn't. Michael would get so mad at her if she did something like that and she really didn't want her uncle to be angry with her.

"Well maybe next time you can find a way to make her stay quiet. You could gag her or something, make her think it's this kinky thing you're into.." Although she wouldn't mind him gagging her and tying her up some time while they fucked. That sounded so hot. In fact Callie would rather him do that with her over his wife.

She looked very pleased when he said they could go to the movies. He probably hoped she would pick something that didn't involve them wearing any clothing but she planned to make him pay. Yes, she would let him fuck her eventually but not yet. "I can go right now. Maybe we can do something more the movies, like while we're waiting..." She wouldn't mind showering with her uncle but then she would be giving in and giving him what he wanted. Plus he'd probably say that would be too risky with Jennifer around.
 
Michael nodded, figuring Callie would want to leave right away. He on the other hand was not so quick to want to go. He had had sex what, twice now in that day? Between neither of the times did he shower, and he could feel his body needing one. What better way could there possibly be than to take on with his niece Callie? Walking around to the front of the couch, Michael took her hands in his own, pulling the small girl to her feet. "Any movies won't be starting for some time, why don't you come take a shower with me? There's a shower in your bathroom, let's try it out." He took a few steps back, turning as to avoid hitting the small coffee table that he knew was behind him.

Without necessarily waiting for a response, he was leading Callie down the hall to her bedroom. His wife wouldn't come knocking. Michael knew from experience that after the rough nights like this, she wouldn't be up until late the following morning. Any noise besides perhaps screaming would be brushed off as apart of her dreams. Lil Mike slept like a rock, so he wouldn't be a worry either. Pushing open the door to Callie's room, Michael immediately strode into the bathroom, leaving his niece in the bedding area for only a moment. In the time she couldn't see him, Callie would hear shower door open as Michael couldn't seem to get it out his way fast enough. The shower started, and moments later Michael was back, a devious grin touching his lips, and his eyes dark with lust.

He had managed to catch Callie turned away from him, and his hands came up to slowly rub her shoulders, lips kissing her neck lightly. "You're not going to stay mad at me are you now? Going to deny taking a shower with me?" His hands rubbed down her arms until they were off the limbs, places on her hips.
 
Callie was pretty shocked when she heard her uncle suggest that she come take a shower with him. Before Callie was trying to resist him and deny him sex but just hearing him mention them showering together made her want him so badly. She was mad at him for fucking his wife when he knew she was in the house but she also knew she couldn't stay mad at him forever. He was just so irresistible. He was gorgeous and he was her uncle. He really cared about her. Callie could see that he wasn't just using her for sex even if they would probably be doing a lot of that. They just had this strange attraction for each other. It was so hot thinking about him being her uncle. It was so forbidden and wrong. Just thinking about how wrong it was got her so wet for him.

She followed him down the hall, not that she actually had a choice about it since he started pulling her before she even had a chance to say anything to him. She was still making up her mind about if this was a good idea or not. She wanted him so badly but she wanted to prove a point to him. He needed to know that he couldn't just go around fucking whoever he wanted when she was around. If he was going to do that then she would refuse him sex and give it to someone who actually appreciated her. But it was hard to resist him when he was standing right in front of her, starting the shower. Callie already knew she wouldn't be able to say no to him.

She jumped a little when he came up behind her and touched her shoulders. It always scared her when people came up behind her without any warning. It reminded her of her father. But the second she realized it was Michael she stopped thinking about her sick father. She closed her eyes, biting her lip to keep herself from moaning out loud when he started kissing her neck and rubbed her hands up and down her arms before he rested them on her hips. "I should say no.." She started to say, trying to keep the lust out of her voice but this was pretty much impossible. "Fine, I'll shower with you but no funny business. This is strictly about getting clean and saving water. My hands won't even be touching your cock.." If he touched her pussy he would feel how wet she was right now. He'd probably realize she didn't really mean what she said.
 
Michael's lips stopped dead on her neck when she sounded as though she might deny him, but when she agreed, his kisses continued for a moment more, before he straightened up and took a step back listening to her conditions. They made him smirk with confidence. Mike highly doubted Callie would be able to resist him while they were both naked in the shower. He would play it cool though, and act as though he would go with it. "No funny business.." His hands were on her again, pulling her dress from her shoulders, until it pooled around her ankles and she was left in her lingerie. "So you don't want to touch?" He asked, as one of his hands slowly went down the flat of her stomach until it touched her thong, about to go under the lace. "So if I go lower, your body won't want it?" He paused, hand not moving at all...

"Okay." Michael's hand pulled away, and he was completely away from her, opening the bathroom door. "We'll see how true you are to that." He stepped into the bathroom, unbuttoning his pants and letting the drop. His head turned back to look at Callie before he stepped in. You could see his length from between his legs if Callie looked. The step was intended to be that way.

The shower itself felt nice. The water running over Michael's body made him feel a bit cleaner. He rubbed his face, and ran a hand through his wet hair, waiting for Callie. It was a bit different, the situation. Michael could remember times when girls had done this to him, teasing him into following them to sex in the shower. Now he was the one doing the luring.
 
Callie really wasn't sure if she would be able to resist her uncle but she did know she was going to try her best. And if she did end up giving into him at least she could make him wait awhile. That was what he deserved. She was going to try so hard to resist him but realistically she knew that was very unlikely. Her body was already craving him and she wasn't even dressed yet. This was enough to tell her that she wouldn't be able to say no to him for very long.

Just feeling him pull her dress off made her want him so much more. She kind of regretted saying that they couldn't do anything bad in the shower. Now he would be the winner of this little game if she gave into him. Oh well, it wouldn't be the end of the world. In a way they would both be winners since they'd get to have amazing, mind blowing sex.

She bit her lip when he asked her if she didn't want him to touch her and then brought his hand to her thong, acting like he was going to stick his hand inside. And of course he teased her by suddenly jerking his hand away. He was such a cruel, cruel man. He knew how to make her want him even more. Callie knew he was doing this all on purpose. That was why she had to resist him for as long as possible.

She watched as he took his pants off and then stepped into the shower, making sure that she could see his cock from the position he was standing in. Of course this just made her lust after him even more. Callie slid the rest of her clothes and the thong off before stepping into the shower, trying so hard to stop herself from pressing her body against his. "I'll just wash myself. If I let you touch me you'll be too tempted. I couldn't do that to you." She told him with a smirk on her face before grabbing the soap. She let her body get soaked under the water and then used the soap to wash her breasts, making sure to massage each one. She traced her nipples with her fingers, looking down at them instead of up at Michael. She wanted so badly to see the expression on his face as she did this but she had to act like she was just getting clean. Eventually she let her hands run down her stomach, lathering up the soap on her soft, porcelain like skin. She slipped her hands lower down her stomach, rubbing her pussy lips with the soap. "I have to make sure I'm clean all over since you put so much cum inside of me earlier.." She said, giggling softly as she finally looked up into his eyes.
 
Michael's eyes had been closed up until Callie stepped in, and even then he only opened one eye to see her. That closed eyes didn't last long. Seeing Callie fully naked in the shower was enough to give a man whiplash if he had done a double-take. Eyes focused on Callie, Michael stared like an idiot. He stared hard enough his eyes might have been fingers on his nieces body. As she took the soap, and began to wash her breasts, Michael's lips pressed together hard as he watched, he attention not even on him. Of all the places to start washing, she started there. Of course she had done it for Michael, and it turned him on. He could feel his length start to get hard as he watched, and looking down Callie would see it.

When she started to clean her pussy, that's when Michael couldn't take it anymore. Her eyes locked with his, and she would see the lust in his. It was coming off of his whole body. Running down him like the water. "Now, wait a minute." He said, stepping forward to Callie. "You said you weren't touching my cock." His hands reached around her, gripping her ass and pulling her towards him. "We said nothing about me touching your beautiful body." His lips came down, pressing against Callie's for a moment before pulling away. "Now is this funny business to you?" He took a deep breath, his rising chest making Callie's soap covered breasts slide against him. His now hard cock was pushed down against her, rubbing the start of her pussy.
 
Callie knew she was getting to her uncle when she stared up into his eyes. All she could see was lust in those eyes. Of course Callie was feeling the exact same way but she didn't want to show it. This really wasn't so easy for her to do. She wasn't very good at hiding her emotions in the first place. It was even harder for her to hide how badly she lusted after a guy. Just looking as Michael and how hard he was right now was getting her even more wet. She wanted him so badly, she needed him. This wasn't just about her simply wanting him even more. Callie craved his cock. She was going to go crazy if she didn't feel him inside of her by the time they were done taking a shower.

She was shocked when he took a step closer to her and pointed out that she never said he couldn't touch her body. Of course he was going to do this to her. He was torturing her even more. She kissed him back passionately, not being able to stop herself. His lips were so delicious tasting. He was rubbing against her pussy, making her crave him even more. "Fuck Uncle Michael. Why do you do this to me?" She told him as she stared up into his eyes. "I'm trying to resist you. You're not making it very easy.." She said, pressing her body even more tightly against his. "You know technically when you're touching me I'm also touching you. According to my rules we shouldn't be doing this.." But obviously she wasn't trying to stop him from touching her. She didn't want him to. "I guess it would be better for the environment if we don't waste any soap. The soap on my body will get on yours and it'll clean you.." She was really good at coming up with all these silly excuses for them to be touching each other.
 
Michael chuckled, only holding Callie closer to him. "I guess life wouldn't be too much fun if things were easy now would it?" He kissed her again lightly, hands squeezing her ass as he did. "Well then, I guess since we're already breaking all the rules..." His hands rubbed up her body until her reached her soap covered breasts, massaging them gently. "..We might as well have fun with it, and get clean." He kissed her again, his hands becoming a bit more rough on her body. After a moment his hands were wrapped around her again, pressing their wet bodies against each other. He kissed her very roughly, and his hands moved up and down his niece, exploring every part of her that they could reach.

Sadly, slipper bodies didn't make for very good stand up sex. It would be rather nasty if they were to slip and fall. Luckily the floor of the shower had a gripped surface. Better not to take chances though right? Michael turned Callie around so that he back was against him. Using his hand, he moved his cock so that it was at the bottom of her ass, pressing against her. He kissed her neck repeatedly, taking both her hands in his until he had them both behind her back, gripping them in his one larger hand. His free hand touched the top of her back, very slowly pushing her so that she started to lean forward, bending over in front of him. "We're going to have to take some special time cleaning you up after this, hm?"

With her bent over, Michael moved himself until he was pressing against her pussy lips. Without warning he plunged in. He made sure that she took him all the way in, until his body slammed against her ass, moving her whole body from the force.
 
Callie giggled softly when he made that comment about life not being fun if things were easy. She knew he was right and she also knew she would not be able to resist him anymore. There was no sense in even trying. Just feeling his cock pressing against her pussy was enough to make her want him so badly. "Mmm, yes. You're right.." She said, giggling softly. She knew he really wasn't helping her to get cleaned, he just wanted to touch her breasts but of course that was fine with her since this felt so good. She was dying to have him inside of her. She kissed him back passionately, noticing how he was being a bit more rough. Callie really loved this.

She smirked as she felt him turn around so that her back was facing him. She knew what kind of sex he was getting them ready for and she couldn't wait. She loved it when he fucked her from behind because he could really get deep inside of her that way. "Mmmm, yes. Fuck that pussy!" She screamed out loudly when he finally slammed all of his cock into her. She was shocked by how quickly he was able to do this. Her uncle really was a talented man. "You are so amazing, Uncle Michael!" She screamed out loudly. Maybe Callie knew she should have been quiet since her aunt was in the house but she didn't feel like sparing her feelings since her aunt hadn't cared about how Callie felt when she was screaming out loud. Payback was a bitch.

"That feels so fucking good! Yes, I love having your cock deep inside of my pussy!" She screamed out loudly, trying to thrust her hips back towards him more so hopefully he would get even deeper inside of her. He was already so deep but she knew her uncle was capable of anything. If anyone could go deeper it was definitely him. She just had to push him and encourage him. "Yes, yes yes!" She screamed out loudly, her screams getting louder as he fucked her more and more.
 
Upstairs in her room, Mrs. Simpson rolled over in her sleep. Her once pleasant dreams of a sad Callie, and a sexually satisfied husband had turned into a nightmare. In her dreams she saw her husband laying Callie down on the new granite counter top, pulling off a lace pink thong from under the girls dress. He then pulled down his own pants, revealing a fully stiff cock. That had to make it a dream right? No uncle in his right mind would be hard over his niece right? Let alone fuck her. The dream just got worse and worse, for only a second later Mr. Simpson was stuffing his cock into his niece, filling her up with what should only be for Mrs. Simpson. Not only that, but they were both loving it, as Callie screamed out in pleasure, telling him how much she loved his cock deep inside her pussy. It was horrid, and she couldn't believe she was dreaming such a thing. She couldn't wake though, she was much too tired.

Little did she know that downstairs something similar to that was happening. Callie had just screamed the words in fact, and it was music to Michael's ears. He forced his cock deep into her pussy, widening her with his size. He was groaning and sighing from how good it felt, forcing himself deep as possible into Callie. He didn't really realize just how good she felt. After just having sex with his wife he realized just how much she'd declined in comparison to a fresh young teenager like Callie. He couldn't get enough of her.
 
Callie couldn't believe how good it felt to have her uncle deep inside of her. Well she knew it would feel good since she loved it when he fucked her earlier but she had almost forgotten just how much she loved his cock. His cock was so perfect and right now it was all hers. His wife was too tired to even think about doing anything more with him. That was the major difference between her and Callie. His wife got very tired after one round of sex but Callie never got tired. She was always ready for more. They would go to the movies together and she would probably be disappointed if he didn't fuck her while they watched the movie. After all she really didn't care about a silly movie. She just wanted to feel her uncle inside of her, of course.

"Oh yes! You are amazing, Uncle Michael!" She screamed out loudly once more, not believing how good this felt. She was getting closer and closer to her climax but she was determined to last as long as possible. There was no way she could cum this quickly. It was really hard to control herself when this felt so good though. "I am so close, Uncle Michael! Are you close too? I can't wait to feel you cum deep inside of me!" She screamed out loudly, getting even more turned on as she thought about this happening. She was really excited about going to the movies with him and him possibly fucking her in the movie theater. She knew she would really love that. It would be so risky and daring. Any one of his wife's friends could see them together at the movies but Callie was willing to take that risk. She just hoped Michael was too.
 
Perhaps Michael had forgotten exactly where he was at that moment, because he seemed to love the sound of Callie screaming in his house where his wife was not so far away sleeping. He could fuck his niece forever, and hell he just might. Maybe not forever, but a lot. His hands groped her ass as he thrust into her, water pouring down on their hot bodies, making the mood only that much more sensual. Michael's head rocked back as he pushed air through clenched teeth, forcing himself over the top as he held himself back from releasing. "Well you don't have to wait then," He barely got out as he pushed into her. Mike wasn't going to release into Callie until he started to feel her body climax.
 
Callie loved screaming out loudly like this and she could really care less that his wife might wake up and hear her screaming. She would actually love for his wife to wake up and hear her screaming. Of course that wouldn't work out so well for Michael. His wife would be so pissed and she might even try to make him kick out Callie. That would not be good at all.

"Mmm, good! I am going to cum so soon! There is no way I can last much longer!" She screamed out loudly as she got closer and closer to her climax. Looking at Michael's face and seeing all the pleasure on it made her want to cum even more. He really did look so sexy right now. "I'm going to cum right now! Fuck, I can't last a second longer!" She screamed out loudly as her body finally began to shake and she got her cum all over his cock. "Now cum in me! Please!" She screamed out loudly. She didn't think he would be able to last much longer after feeling her pussy squeeze his cock like that. It probably felt too good to resist.
 
Callie didn't have to ask twice for her uncle to do what she wanted. Her own climax pushed Michael over the top regardless, and her pussy practically squeezed the cum out of him as he pumped his seed into her again. His body slowed down, and he finally began to take in what was going on. They had been pretty loud in the shower, and Mike had to listen for footsteps, or any sign that Mrs. Simpson might have been woken up. It seemed Callie wouldn't have cared any way if they had been caught. Though she'd have nowhere to go if Michael's wife wanted her out, which she would if they got caught. These two would have to tone it down if they were going to be doing things like this in his house regularly.

Pulling out of Callie, he pulled her up so that her back was pressed against him. His teeth caught her ear lightly, then his head moved, lips trailing kisses down her neck. Eager hands massaged Callie's wet breasts, his fingertips playing with her hard nipples. "Seems like you just can't get enough of me can you?" He said jokingly between kisses. It was a two way thing. After having her once, Michael knew he'd have to keep fucking his niece. "And you were going to stay mad at me?" His hands ran down her wet body, until two fingers were rubbing along Callie's soaking wet pussy. "I don't think so." He pressed his body against hers, making Mike's still hard cock press against Callie's ass.
 
Callie knew she was about to get what she wanted and of course she was right about that. She moaned out loudly as she finally felt him cum deep inside of her pussy. It was such an amazing feeling as always. She never got sick of feeling his cum inside of her. Then she looked down and watched as his cum began to stream down her thighs. He apparently came so much inside of her that it couldn't all stay in her pussy. That was so hot. She loved knowing she could get him to cum this much. Callie liked to think he only came a little bit with his wife.

She smiled as she felt him press her back against him. It was such a nice position. She was always so satisfied and happy after having sex. And she was even happier since it was with her uncle instead of some random guy. "No, I can't get enough of you Uncle Michael. I love your cock so much.." She moaned out softly, getting turned on just from thinking about his cock. She didn't even need to see it to get all wet.

She laughed softly when he mentioned how she was mad at him. "Yeah, I should have known that wouldn't last very long. But you hurt me by fucking her right after you fucked me. I didn't feel very special.." She pouted at him. "Who is better at sex? Me or her?" She would be really upset if he said his wife was better. But if he said Callie was better how would she know he wasn't lying? She didn't think he'd actually admit his wife was better if that was what he thought. She couldn't believe she was acting so jealous. It was not like her at all. Maybe she was really starting to like her uncle.
 
Was it wrong that Michael was having this kind of fun with his niece? He was pretty sure that by textbook definition this was extremely wrong. Then, why didn't he care? Morally he felt completely fine with the fact that he was going to be fucking Callie on a semi-regular basis. There had to be something wrong with him inside, and apparently it ran in the family. His brother, himself, even his niece. If he wasn't mistaken Callie was loving this almost more than he was, and the fact that Michael was her uncle just seemed to turn her on even more. It didn't escape his notice the way she moaned and screamed out 'Uncle Mike' when she could very easily just say his first name. Situational, he wouldn't really mind.

Still kissing her neck, Michael smiled at knowing the effect he had on his niece, knowing that her emotions were coming into play when it came to her uncle. She was becoming a bit possessive over the man. "I'm sorry baby girl. It won't happen again." He continued to touch her body in a lewd manner, seeming unable to get enough of her. Mike was sure that they'd have to try something else in the movie theater. What a day, with such interesting places involved. Mike knew he hadn't done so many things with the same girl on the same day.

When Callie asked who was better at sex, Michael's whole body froze with surprise. Not that he had a problem with the question, he just hadn't expected it. When he registered the question more, he relaxed, and continued to playfully touch his niece. "Who do you think is better?" Of course it was Callie, and she should know that, but Michael knew she simply wanted to hear the words for herself. Her uncle was determined to draw it out as much as possible however.

"Now," he started, turning Callie's body around so that she was facing him once again. "We have Jennifer. The woman I married, for both physical and emotional reasons, whom I have been with in bed for quite some time without complaint, but who is also getting older, not that she's lost much." He seemed to be making a comparison between his wife and Callie, to answer the question for her, without actually saying it. She should know the victor by end. "Then we have you. Young, beautiful in every way, young, energetic, lustful girl" He paused a moment, his hands running up her wet body until they reached her breasts, which he felt greedily. "Who always seems to want her uncle, and gives him the best sex ever." He kissed her lightly on the lips. "Who do you think?"
 
Of course Callie knew deep down that what she was doing with her uncle was very wrong for many reasons but this never bothered her. It wasn't like she'd been raised in a normal household. Her father started raping her when she was thirteen so in a way he taught her that incest was alright. She always thought she hated sleeping with her father back then but now Callie was starting to question that. She really loved having sex with her uncle so why had she hated it when her father fucked her? Maybe at the time she hated it. What if her father got out of prison and he wanted to fuck her? Would she like it then? Callie really didn't know the answer to that question but she was hoping she would never have to answer it. It would be better if her father stayed in prison. Then she could stay here with her loving uncle who knew how to make her so happy, at least when it came to sex.

"Good." She told him after he informed her that he wouldn't hurt her like that again. She wasn't sure if he really meant this though. After all she knew he couldn't give up fucking his wife so there was probably going to be a time where he would have to fuck her again after he fucked Callie. Maybe he was just saying he wouldn't do it in such an obvious way. But still it would hurt her every time she knew he was off fucking his wife. It was something she had to deal with though. He was married to her and she would get too suspicious if he refused her. That was very unfortunate for Callie but good for his wife.

She looked confused and a bit sad when he asked her who she thought was better. She thought this was the kind of thing he could answer right away so she didn't know what was taking him so long. Of course she had no idea he was just messing with her and trying to draw this out. She didn't bother to hide her displeasure when he started talking about his wife and how he married her for physical and emotional reasons. She just didn't know how she could ever compare to his wife. It wasn't like she'd known him all her life. Her father had tried to keep her away from him for as long as possible, maybe because he was too scared his brother would try to steal her from him.

Her face brightened and she started smiling when he got to the part where he talked about all of her good qualities. She knew he was telling her that she was the best since he said she gave him the best sex ever. "I'm the best. That's what I think." She smiled widely at him and kissed him softly. Then she pulled away and stared into his eyes. "We better get out of this shower soon if we want to go to the movies.." She knew they would do naughty things there. Callie couldn't wait.
 
The passion that Michael put into his kiss was answer enough, he didn't need to restate it. Callie was better, and there was no if ands or buts about it. When she pulled away, Mike was left wanting more but he didn't press it. She did have a point, and Michael could only nod. Reaching to the other side of her, he turned the knob, shutting the shower off. Stepping out, he grabbed a large thick towel, and turned back to face Callie, holding the large cloth open for her to step into. Once she had he wrapped it around her, and grabbed another for himself, wrapping it around his waist.

As much as he might have liked to stay and dry off every inch of Callie's body, they had somewhere to be and Mike needed to get dressed. He was out the room and up the stairs quick, being sort of reluctant to leave Callie. Entering his bedroom, he shot for his dresser, and quickly pulled out some clothes. His resulting decision had him garbed in a white v-neck that hugged his muscles just right, and dark blue boot-cut jeans. Deciding not to wear his cowboy boots, he went for one of the many pairs of shoes his wife bought that he never wore. Michael was a worker at heart, he didn't have time to be a fashion model like Jennifer tried to make him. After some time, Michael settled on a pair of white sneakers, something he saw kids wear a lot around town.

Once fully dressed, Michael pocketed his wallet and cell phone, heading out the room without a sound as not to wake up Mrs. Simpson. He practically jumped down the stairs, he figured Callie would be waiting in the living room. Gliding into the kitchen, he snatched the keys to the Audi off the table. When he stepped into the living room he noticed he'd beat her out. In a way it didn't surprise him, as he learned women usually took a while to get ready, why though Michael never understood. He sat on the arm of the couch, awaiting the young beauty.
 
Callie kissed her uncle back just as passionately, feeling so happy that he cared about her enough to give her a kiss like this. It really did feel amazing. She kissed him back for awhile but eventually it was time to get out of the shower so they could start getting ready. She watched as he turned the water off and then they both stepped out of the shower. After he handed her a towel and wrapped it around her she used it to dry her body off. She was sad to see him leave but she understood that he had to go to his room to get ready. He had none of his clothes here. This reminded her yet again that he had a wife so she and him were just fooling around. But she was sure that he really loved her. She was his niece and he obviously had feelings for her that any normal uncle would never have for his niece.

Once she was dry she went into her bedroom and opened her suitcase. She immediately started hanging things up because she didn't want anything getting wrinkled. Eventually she settled on a short black mini skirt and a red tank top that looked very sexy on her. Of course it was very low cut and since she was wearing a push up bra her ample cleavage was really standing out. Anyone who looked at her would want to fuck her but her uncle would be the only one doing that. No one else was good enough for her. She only had eyes for him. She slipped on her black five inch stiletto heels. After blow drying her hair, straightening it and then doing her makeup she was finally ready to go. It took her a long time to get ready but she thought it was worth it since she looked pretty flawless right now. Hopefully her uncle would agree with her.

She walked downstairs and smiled as she saw her uncle waiting for her in the living room. She should have known he would already be ready, it never took guys very long to get ready. "Okay..ready." She said, giggling softly. She wondered if he would be fine with her going out like this and having all the guys stare at her sexy body. Hopefully he wouldn't mind since it meant he would get to stare at her too.
 
As Callie walked into the living room, Michael's attention had been half on the TV, and he didn't get a proper look at her until he had shut it off, and turned to look at he fully. His eyes became very wide, and it took all his strength to stop a jaw dropping moment. Instead he pressed his lips tightly together, forming a line where his usually very pursed lips were. He approved, somewhat. It didn't exactly excite him on a family level that other men could look at his niece while she was dressed like this, but it excited Mike at the came time to see his niece in such sexy clothing.

With an amused sigh, Michael pushed himself off the couch, and outstretched an arm for Callie to link hers to. Once she had he led the way out the house, locking the door behind him. He strode very proudly to the car. "So it must be your plan to make every guy that sees you hard, hm?" He asked as he opened the door on the passenger side for Callie. Once she stepped in, he was quick to get around and into his side, getting in and starting the car very quickly. Pulling out, the pair began their way down the dirt road before they hit the highway. If you looked at them though, the seemed a lot more like a couple than Uncle and Niece.
 
Callie smirked at her uncle when he finally turned away from the TV and was able to take in what she was wearing. She was glad that he didn't tell her to go change like most uncles would do if their niece tried to go out like this. But then again most uncles weren't fucking their nieces. She knew her Uncle Mike was fine with her wearing this because it meant he got to see a lot of her body. She could see him yelling at anyone who looked at her for too long though. He seemed like the kind of guy who would be very protective of his family. She wouldn't mind seeing him being all possessive with her. In fact she would love it.

She giggled softly as they walked out to the car and he made that comment about making guys hard. "Well I'm not planning on it but if it happens I can't really help it, can I?" She asked him before getting in the car. She watched as he did the same and they headed to the movie theater. "We both know you're the only one who is getting inside of me tonight.." But she was implying that maybe some day another guy might get inside of her if he wasn't capable. If he made a habit of fucking his wife all the time while she was in the house she definitely planned on getting back at him by bringing other guys back to the house.
 
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