Uncle's Magic Hands

In his arms I found complete satisfaction and here I was in heaven in the arms of the man who could put me there. I lay looking up at him as he massaged my nipples. I thought back  to a time when uncle Owen started to touch me. It was the Summer and the family was at a nearby lake. We were sitting under a tree on a blanket watching the family play baseball.

We were far enough away, where no one could hear us. Uncle Owen reached over and propped me up in his arms and said to me, “I can't get over how pretty you are. Your birthday is coming up, what would you like for it? I will get you whatever you want.”

“Really whatever I want? For real!!”

“Yes, for real pretty Boy. You pick out whatever will make you happy.”

Uncle Owen's hand as I recalled was busy rubbing my nipples through my T-Shirt. His hand sent bolts of lighting through me. I looked at him and told him that I wanted to go to a nearby water-park. He agreed to take me and on that day, the family all had something to do, so it was only Uncle Owen and me. I sat next to him in his old truck. And as we traveled, his arm went around me. I snuggled closer to him and his hand dropped down to again massage my tiny nipples. I felt so special and felt his love. 

At the water-park, we had fun on the slides, I would go down first and wait for him. He would see where I was and go underwater to get to me. When he would get to me his hand would touch my cock. He would massage it a little and I liked the feeling it gave me. He would surface and we would both laugh. His touch sent bolts of lighting through me. I would throw my arms around his neck and draw myself close to him. I would warp my legs around him and my cock would rub on him. I would look deeply into his eyes. At those times I just wanted to give him a big kiss. He would smile at me and have a strange look on his face. It was like he had something on his mind.

We had parked at the back row so we didn't have to fight the congestion. I again moved closer to him but this time I was on my knees. I threw my arms around him and kissed him full on the lips and thanked him for the fun day. His hands went straight to my little pussy.  I moved even closer to him, my little clitty rubbed against his side. I kept my lips pressed to his because I didn't want this to end. As we were about to start home, he said to me,

“Someday, I will have to teach you how to properly give a kiss.”

As we started home and sat close to him, I  said, “why can't we stop at the lake and you can give me a lesson?”

“Well I guess we could. Are you sure you want to do that?”

Nodding yes, he found a secluded place to park. He instructed me to open my mouth a little and enough to let his tongue in and then do as he did. He told me this was called French Kissing.

My first kiss was sort of sloppy. But I was a quick learner and by the time we left the lake I could kiss very well. As we kissed, I remembered how his hands would move from my clitty to my pussy and back. I  remembered too how I  learned to fondle his cock while he drove.

My family never questioned why I would want to hangout with him. But my cock, my clitty, knew why. He asked me if I would do something special for him. I told him that anything he wanted I would do and no one would ever know about anything we did or say. 

He told me that the next time we would be alone, he would have me do it. So one Saturday the family was going to my older brother's baseball tournament and might be gone overnight. Uncle Owen agreed to watch me as I didn't care for baseball. As it turned out my brother's team won and they would play the next day.

So I was dropped off at uncle Owen's house. Mother told, “You behave and do what Owen tells you to do.”

She didn't know that it was the very thing I was about to do. Uncle Owen had ordered a pizza and he had me go to the guest bedroom and put on what was there. I went in and found a cute poodle skirt and blouse. The skirt was black and pink and the blouse was white with hearts on it. There were also three petticoats of different colors. I also found a matching pair of panties and bra. I hurried and dressed and my little cock became alive. I liked the feelings that the clothes gave me. 

Owen came in with the pizza just as I was about to step out. I was a little shy and could have turned into a little ball. Owen gave a wolf whistle and told me that I looked very pretty. I sat close to him as we ate. He would often look at me with a strange face. It wasn't a hateful look but  more of love and excitement. I loved him so much that I didn't question his wants. After we finished eating he told me that we were going to watch a movie. He had set up his 8 millimeter projector. So we sat next to each other as the movie started. It was about a boy being turned into a gurl. I watched in awe as he changed from male to female. My little cock became alive and I moved closer to Owen. Owen put his arm around me at one point tilted my head up for a kiss. Our tongues met and danced with each other. Then I felt his hand move under my skirt. I pulled him close as we continued to kiss. I was getting worked up and he knew it. We stopped kissing and continued to watch the movie. He made no move to remove his hand from under my skirt. He massaged my clitty through my panties. The boy in the movie learned how to suck cock and be ass fucked.

“Well, what did you think about the movie?”

“I liked it and wish I had been that boy!”  I said shyly and sort of hid my face.

“Well maybe someday you can become like her or him.” He said with a smile and went on, “You know even today you're almost like her, I mean you're naturally pretty and with your long curly hair, you could pass as female.”

“Well I better not try because if someone recognized me, I would be in deep doo-do!”  I said.

That evening we just kissed and played with each other. I even did a little dance for him and twirled for him and then I landed on him laughing and throwing my arms around him. His hands went under my skirt to touch the cheeks of my pussy.  We kissed deeply and I  whispered in his ear that I  wanted to suck his cock.  He lifted  me off him and sat me beside him. Then he leaned back and motioned me to undo his belt. I  remembered how shaky I was as I  undid his belt. I had done this before when we went riding in the country, but this time it was different.

He lifted himself so I  could slide his pants and underwear down. His cock stood out. It was beautiful, long and so round. I sucked and kissed that magnificent organ. Then Owen's breathing started to change as he murmured,

“OH god yes, oh yeeesss, suck it baby. I am about to explode in you. Yeeessss, yeeesss! Oh sweetheart you're such a natural.  Oh baby, here it comes.”

He exploded into my mouth. I felt so hot as his hot cum hit the back of my throat. I tried swallowing quickly but some made its way out the sides of my mouth. I sucked and ran my tongue along my face to lap up what spilled out. I kept sucking his cock and looking up at him. He had a big smile and a look of contentment.

Then he laid me down and pushed up my petticoats and skirt. He slipped my panties off with his teeth. That really excited me. I was moving my hips up and down as his mouth encased my clitty. He used slow long strokes at first then they became fast as he brought me to a climax.

We kissed and tasted each other and I felt  contentment. I was on my way to becoming his gurl. We had a fun weekend and I was sad to go home.

And so now here, years later laying across Owen as he now had me call him whenever we were alone. He massaged my nipples. We would be attending a special party for crossdressers. And I would be dressed as joni as he called me. By the time we would arrive at Black Forest, Colorado, he told me, I  would lose my virginity. But that's a different 4story.