How's this for reason?" she responds. "If you pay attention and you do everything I tell you, I'll give you a reward when we're alone." For the next two days I luxuriated in the company of my niece in bed with me. I found it deeply pleasing. Having Michelle sleep with me was unlike anything I'd experienced. It was nothing like having a woman sleeping in bed. There was nothing sexual about it. It was just sweetly pleasurable. It was her diminutive size, delicate and young, and that incredible, amazing sleeping aroma that affected me so much and made having her in bed with me so perfect. Look! Watch, Mitch," she instructed. "Dracula eats snowballs!" she exclaimed lobbing another, Dracula jumping and snapping the snowball, his snout covered in white.

She liked his face. He reminded her of a much younger Dad. Kevin told her Mitch was only twenty-eight, seven years younger than Dad had been. He looked even younger. MICHELLE HEARD THE NOISE of the wind howling outside. It woke her, giving her goose bumps. It sounded cold. Eyes still closed, she felt Mitch's hand on her bum resting heavily; it felt nice. Her heart beat faster. She knew when she opened her eyes he'd be smiling at her, his dark brown eyes full of life, chin and cheeks slightly darkened from not shaving. Afternoon faded into evening. An endless parade of movies accompanied card games, Michelle the absolute worst winner in the world. She gloated and taunted, "Beaten by a girl, Mitch!" grinning and shuffling, the cards falling all over the place, "Oops," collecting them up and dealing again, "Another game. Try harder. This is sooo easy!" I hadn't noticed until now that Michelle would come to the breakfast table in a nightshirt and how short it was. I had never been so conscious of the flash of cotton panties, loose, some with prints, some solid-colored, some plain white. I'd never felt what I did when catching a glimpse of her pantied crotch.Miss Lange," Kevin greeted her with a smile. He liked Michelle. She was a sweet girl with rather penetrating eyes and an incurable curiosity. The front of white cotton slipped down, the rise of her mons appearing, hairless and beautiful. The beginning of her cleft appeared, my heart now beating hard. I tugged. Panties slipped down. Michelle's pubis was revealed in all its youthful glory and, my God, it was spectacular. Let's make one tomorrow," Michelle suggested. "Does Dracula like snow? Why did you call him Dracula?" I was very conscious of my hand. I hadn't really appreciated how small Michelle was. When dressed, often with layers of clothes on, she seemed more substantial. But she wasn't. She was remarkably petite and it reminded me, despite how she talked beyond her years, she was just a young girl. Yet sitting on that sofa and holding her, the elements punishing our home, I found a surprising peace and, even more astonishing, companionship that had been missing in my life. I had been so focused on making the stables a success, so determined to build the life I wanted, I hadn't recognized the price I'd paid; solitude. Smiling, Michelle remembered him asking her, two days after the heat was restored, how she was sleeping. "No nightmares?" he'd asked. She remembered him asking if she was warm enough at night. Then this morning he asked her if she was sleeping well, "Is the bed comfortable enough?" She liked that he was concerned.

I leaned to the side, resting my head against his chest. It wasn’t very comfortable, but it was all I’d be getting for now. I discovered something magical. I discovered Michelle had a different scent when she slept and it was quite simply the best scent I'd ever smelled, bar none. What had changed Mitch's mind? Now more than ever she wanted to learn. Oh to be able to ride all day, free to go anywhere with Dracula running at her side! Alex’s wife accidentally books the family vacation in a resort that shares a beach with the nudist resort next door. His daughter Maria sneaks away whenever she gets a chance and this time he decides to follow her. What he sees changes the way he sees his little girl forever. Language: English Words: 10,378 Chapters: 7/7 Comments: 15 Kudos: 288 Bookmarks: 42 Hits: 30,723 The greatest pleasure came when I reached out and guided Michelle, so young and lovable, to lie on me. I wrapped her in my arms, warm cum spreading between us ignored. She murmured and wiggled against me like a kitten. Drawing the quilt up, I kissed her damp hair and closed my eyes. I was a changed man; I'd discovered unconditional love.The past three months with Uncle Mitch had been eye-opening. He was nothing like Dad had been yet was totally the same. He was much younger and had brown eyes, not green. He was lean and ropy and taller than Dad had been. Yet in his manner he was the same. He had that same gentle streak, like a hidden pearl of his personality that he only revealed to her. Her mind turned to Uncle Mitch. Ever since telling him about her and Mom and Dad, he'd changed. He might not know it, but he was behaving differently. Opening the door, a blast of icy wind blowing snow in, Kevin stepped inside and shut the door. Despite the parka he was shivering, his face crusted with snow. TLDR: I dont know how to do summaries lol. Language: English Words: 3,804 Chapters: 4/4 Kudos: 128 Bookmarks: 20 Hits: 19,492

Dracula trotted at her side. That in itself was astonishing. There was something in Michelle that was mystical. From the first moment she'd met Dracula he'd attached himself to her. I missed him not sleeping on my bed. I missed his presence next to me during the day. I was as jealous as a jilted lover, too. But one only had to look at the adoration in Michelle's eyes and Dracula's slavish affection to know they had something special. Michelle was special. Another powerful wave of excitement shook me. Suddenly I didn't want to be the first. I wanted Michelle to cum first. I knew if it was me I'd have no energy left to do anything but breathe. Her hand resting in my lap discovered my erection and, with a gentle squeeze, she calmly said, "You're hard." But when I started pulling her panties down, Michelle lifted her bum. Easing her panties down her bum, I was fixated on the incredible mound her pussy made in the front. It seemed so ripe on her young body, so plump, lush, mouth-wateringly sexy.

The sensation I felt was like falling; slightly disorienting, slightly dizzy, slightly lightheaded. My tongue touched hers and my eyes closed, all my senses concentrating on the most arousing kiss I'd ever experienced. She refused to answer. The subject was closed. Or so I thought. Much later in bed she cuddled to my side shoving icy cold feet under my legs. I shivered briefly. I knew I wanted her, completely, totally. I wanted Michelle as my lover. No one excited me so much. With a smile, I realized that inhibiting barrier I'd suffered from might no longer be a problem.

I have a problem, I like having sex with people when they are unconscious and to add to that I fantasize about my daughter. I want her so badly I have sex dreams about her which I know is not normal or good, but I can't help it.

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Rolling out of bed, shivering in the cold, I heard Kevin yelling and thumping on the door. Tugging jeans on to hide my erection - they were now far too tight - I pulled a bathrobe on before heading to the front door, turning the heat up as I passed the thermostat.