"You're enough to drive a man out of his mind."
"Ewww, that's even nicer! Just for that, you get to see my tits, too."
She pulled the V of her dress wide and bared her jutting, pink-tipped tits.
"Like?" she asked.
Ben's eyes ran over her tits and cunt hotly. His balls were so tight against the base of his cock that he thought he'd shoot his load into his pants.
He gritted his teeth against his rising lust and said, "I'd like to fuck you silly."
Diane saw him move toward her. Her eyes widened, and her tits heaved. "Don't you dare!" she cried. "I'll scream, and Aunt Sarah will know! I'll tell all your neighbors! You'll get in a lot of trouble!"
Ben froze in his tracks. "Okay, okay!" he rasped. "Lower your voice for God's sake!"
"Well, you know I don't like to be touched," Diane said, pouting like a child. "You ought to be glad I let you look at me. Don't you like to look at my tits and pussy?"
"Oh, Christ," her uncle groaned. His tone of voice and sagging shoulders told Diane that she was safe. She relaxed. Her thighs untensed. Her tits rose and fell evenly with her breathing.
Feeling secure with her uncle once again, she slowly rubbed her downy cunt and gazed at his huge hard-on.
"Take your cock out," she whispered, sliding a fingertip up and down her wet cunt-slit.
Ben opened his pants and brought out his thick, soaked cock. He gripped it in his big fist and held it high for Diane's devouring eyes. Her finger moved faster on her pussy.
"Let's do what we did last year," she said softly. "I'll show you how a girl gets herself off if you let me watch you jerk off."
Ben watched her finger play over her little clit. He shook his head dolefully and asked, "How can you be satisfied with that?"
Diane's finger rubbed faster against her clit as she watched her uncle's fist pump his prick. "It's fun," she breathed hotly. "I like the way you come. Like a horse. I never saw anybody come like you do."
Ben was beside himself with desire for her. "A girl like you should be fucking," he rasped.
"No, no!" she panted, bumping her cunt against her rapidly moving hand. "I like it this way. Ohhh, your cock is so big, Uncle Ben! Ummm, just seeing it makes my pussy tingle! Ewwwmmmm, isn't this fun?"
Ben couldn't talk. Diane's thrusting tits and gyrating cunt had him tongue-tied.
"Diane?" his wife called from the foot of the steps. "Ben? Are you two coming?"
Diane burst into laughter and Ben shushed her. He opened the door a crack and yelled, "Yes, dear, be right down."
"We'll do it later," Diane said, getting to her feet. "Okay?" Her dress fell into place, concealing her wet little cunt, and she covered her tits.
Ben stepped back so as not to touch her as she swept by him. Diane's message was clear to him. Look, but don't touch!
Ben followed her down the stairs, a few steps behind her so he could relish the teasing twitch of her cute ass. He put his prick away and zipped up his pants. Diane turned at the foot of the stairs and gazed at his lap.
"Don't worry about losing it," she cooed. "I'll get your cock hard again."
She walked away, and Ben stood watching her ass and the swish of her long, soft hair as she entered the kitchen. Fucking bitch, he thought. His burning lust turned to burning anger. It was getting more difficult each year for him to appreciate his niece's cock teasing. In the beginning, she had been a delight, displaying her nubile tits and cherry cunt. But now, Ben felt like he could easily hate the girl for torturing him all this time.
"Where's Ben?" he heard his wife ask Diane.
"I'm here," he grumbled, and joined them at the table for a snack.
Diane and Sarah chit-chatted. Ben ate in silence, watching his niece eat her sandwich as if she had a mouthful of jism. Everything the girl did was sexy, designed to excite males. She was always on, like an actress, impressing and attracting. Her best performance was that of a cockteaser.
When snack time ended, Diane played her role to the hilt. "I'll get those," she cooed when her aunt started to gather up the dishes and cups.
"Nonsense," Sarah said. "You just got here."
"Oh, let me!" Diane cried. "I'll be crushed if you don't. Please. You go in and watch TV, and leave this to me."
She gave her aunt a gentle push toward the living room, and the old woman gave in. "Isn't she a darling?" she said to her husband.
"Darling," Ben muttered, eyeing Diane's jutting tits.
"Are you coming?" Sarah asked.
Ben wished she'd stop asking that question. "No," he said, still seated, the table hiding his hard-on. "I'll keep Diane company. You go ahead."
Sarah thought that was nice of her husband, and she went into the living room alone, and sat down in her favorite chair in front of the TV.
Diane smiled to herself when she heard her uncle's reply. It was what she'd expected. Why would he want to look at TV when he could look at her?
She was at the sink when she heard the TV go on. She turned and rested her cute ass against the sink and faced her ogling uncle. With him to keep an eye on his wife through the doorway, just like last year, she brazenly and wantonly hiked her dress up in front.
Holding it up around her slim waist, she placed her pretty legs in a wide, upside-down V and exhibited her furry little cunt.
Loving her uncle's agonized pleasure, she winked at him and teased her naked pussy with her fingertips to excite him. It was not enough for her that a man looked at her; he had to be excited, aroused, lusting and stiff-cocked.
To achieve her goal, she squirmed her cunt at him and invited him to lust after it. Ben did, and when his prick was giant and throbbing wildly in his pants, he obeyed her silent wish and moved so she could see it. She loved to watch a big cock jump and jerk for her.
Ben leaned back in his chair and let his legs fall open so his niece could admire his pounding hard-on. She enjoyed it so much that she dragged a chair over and set one foot on it. Arching her back over the edge of the sink, she reached down and parted her pussy-lips with her naughty fingers.
Ben's eyes riveted on the pink, wet inner flesh of her sweet cunt, and his prick grew violently active in his pants.
Having gotten the undivided male attention that she craved, Diane licked her lips sensuous and inched a long, slender finger into her juicy fuck-hole.
Ben's eyes grew wider and wider as she slowly pushed the full length of her finger up into her cunt. He choked to see that, happen. Diane was supposed to be cherry! How did she get her finger past her cherry?
His sudden confusion and puzzlement was written all over his face, and Diane got a big kick out of it. Her finger up her pussy had stunned him – and she loved it. She relished his state of turmoil.
When she had gotten all she could out of the poor man's confusion, she laughed and went over to him. Leaning down, she whispered into his ear, "I discovered bananas."
"Jesus!" Ben groaned, imagining Diane with a thick banana stuck up her cunt.
"Shhh!" she shushed him. She put her lips to his ear again and whispered, "I'm still cherry. I've never been fucked."
Squeezing as much pleasure as she could out of the situation, she panted hotly, "Wouldn't you like to be the first man to fuck me?"
"Diane…" Ben started to reach for her.
She leapt back, giggling, and rolled her eyes at him. "Naughty, naughty," she cooed teasingly. "It isn't nice for a dirty old man to touch a teenaged girl."
"You bitch," Ben groaned, his cock aching. "I love you, too, Uncle Ben," she laughed, and she hurried back to the sink to resume her cock teasing. She was thinking of bending over to show her uncle how she could now stick her finger in her asshole.
But Ben got to his feet abruptly and rasped, "I can't take any more, Diane."
That startled her. Her eyes darted to his big hard-on and she whispered, "You're not gonna shoot in your pants!"