Curious Niece, Part 1

by Tia G

I was at William's wedding reception, one of my cousins, with families, relatives and some friends of the officially brand new couple. Everyone seemed to have a great time. Few people noticed little Matt pulling up the hem of the dress bride and looking up under the material. Matt was four so people laughed, people laughed again when he did it again with another woman's dress, my cousin Lucinda this time.

The mother's kid told him to behave properly, he made a pouty face and went away. I think I was the only one to realize each time after he had looked up under a dress he went to talk to my nine years old niece Andrea in a corner of the large hall where the party was.

Actually, it was more like Matt was reporting what he seen under the dresses to a very attentive Andrea. I saw my niece pointing at my cousin Lucinda and Matt walking toward her before looking up under her dress. I was glad to sit at my table because Matt would get the shock of his young live if he'd look up my dress.

I had decided to go commando to the wedding. I had planned to get laid by an awesome stud but I got unlucky as most of the males were family related and from the bride part they all looked like rednecks. Most of them were wearing mullets...

Fortunately, I got my cunt and ass tongued nicely by my cousin Lucinda in a stall of the ladies room. She had follow me when I went to pee. She got in the stall before I could even close the door. She told me she got hot for me as soon as she seen me earlier wearing my skirt and my leather corset.

Her eyes almost popped out when I pulled up my skirt and my waxed pussy appeared as I spread my legs and begin to pee. Under my skirt and corset, I was wearing a white see-through catsuit with an open crotch. I didn't wipe my crotch. I stood up, French kissed Lucinda and pushed her down on the seat. I turned around and bent over against the closed door. Lucinda, as the good bi-slut she was, eagerly cleaned me with her mouth and ate me good until I came.

Anyway, I was on my seat, amused by the game of Matt until he got grounded by his mom. My niece Andrea made a sad face cause it was her fault after all. She shrugged her shoulders and looked around.

In this kind of event, I always ask to be placed around a table in a corner of the reception room. Generally, with a wall behind me. I like to observe my surroundings and watch the human fellows from my watchtower. A leftover from my sociology studies, I guess.

She had an odd little smile and walked toward the closest table were two women were talking looking on the other way. The women didn't realize the little girl had disappear under the large and heavy white tablecloth.

I was wondering if Andrea was looking up the women dresses hidden under the table when Mel, my older sister and Andrea's mom, sat next to me. We began to chitchat. We didn't have to catch up about anything as we talked each other almost on daily basis. So we talked about the wedding.

How pretty our cousin was in her bride outfit. How dumb seemed her husband family. We lowered our voices on that part. Mel faked to be offended when I related her what Lucinda did to my cunt earlier. A sparkle told me she envied me.

Mel knew and remembered everything about our cousin skills. We often wondered amused when we were teenager which family member Lucinda didn't get sexually involved with. Mel and I masturbated each other when we got aroused enough with the idea. Mel confessed me she fantasized about Lucinda sucking off our dad, her brother or a hot male cousin while I did Lucinda seducing our mother, her mother or even one of our younger female cousins.

So I decided to tease my older sis. And it was working. I told her friends were poking hard through the light fabric of her thin top. I reminded her how I had warned her about the risk of picking a dress with straps so thin you can't wear any bra under.

I told Mel how Lucinda and I would love to suckle her swollen nipples. I whispered her I'd bring her to a lesbian club where she'd be tied spread eagle to receive a lickathon from 40 or 50 competitive dykes eager to make her cum better than the others.

I could tell Mel was getting horny as she wriggled on her seat and her nipples swelled even more through her top. Watching my sister getting turned on got me horny. I was rubbing my pussy next to her and actually my left hand was under the table. She blew 'you perv' as she often did when I play to tease her badly. I dared her to give a rub between her legs too if she wasn't such a sissy. She bit her lower lips so I knew she did.

I looked around and no one was paying attention to us. We were just sister talking about serious stuff. I resumed my tease suggesting a threesome, describing how Mel would hear her husband to ram his big cock up Lucinda's butt harder and deeper while our cousin's moans were muffled into her own leaking pussy.

I got a 'mean bitch' after this last one. She stood up flustered and told me I wouldn't have to wait for her payback. She left telling me I was in charge of her daughter until the next day. I was astonished and speechless to her reaction. I watched her looking around and walk to Lucinda. She told her something to her ear then Lucinda laughed and the both women targeted Mel's husband and after a veryy brief talk, they left the party.

Usually, I would be pissed but I deserved it. And as the only person who could interest me to sleep with at the party was busy with my sister and my step-brother, I didn't mind taking care about my niece. I liked Andrea. She was fun to be with. A smart kid. With an outgoing personality. Talkative. Always questioning about stuff. When I realized Andrea was oddly silent on the seat next to me in the car.

I had to look for her at the wedding party. I couldn't see her anywhere. I began to worry when she suddenly appeared behind me. "Mom and dad left without me and granny kissed me goodbye earlier. So I guess you have to take care of me", she stated.

"Yep, kiddo. Hope you don't mind, do you?" I wondered, looking down to her.

"Nope. You're my coolest T", she said. T is for aun-T and is the first letter of my name. "Are we leaving soon? I'm bored."

"So am I. What about kiss the bride goodbye and I drive you to my place?"

And we had left the party. And now she was sitting next to me in the car. Silent. She didn't fall asleep. She wasn't either paying attention to the road. Something obviously bothered her young mind, I could tell. I didn't want to push her about it. I remembered how grown ups could be annoying sometimes.

But her silence was unusual. So I had to ask while parking the car in front of my house. "Every thing's okay? Nothing wrong happened during the party? No one annoyed you there?" I tried.

"Yep, nope'n'nope", Andrea answered shortly. I turned off the engine and we both removed our safety belts and got out of the car.

I locked the front door and faced my niece. She was looking at me seriously.

"Can I ask you questions, T?"

"Yes of course you can, Andy. But let me take off my corset first. It's too tight and it's killing me", I said passing by and unzipping my pink leather corset. I caught it up before it fell on the floor and put it aside on the coffee table. I massaged my freed breast under my white catsuit. "So? What are those questions you talked about, kiddo?"

"Is Matt in serious troubles? Why so few ladies at the wedding wore pantyhose? How do people call these long socks? How does they stay up the legs and don't fall down the ankles? Why some women didn't wear any panties when mommy's always telling to wear some? Why waitresses had to eat cat in the bathroom making weird disgusting wet noises? Why do your cunny bare? Why did you and mom rub your coochies? Wh...", I shhed the avalanche of questions.

"Wow, wow, wow. Cease fire. I didn't expect so many. First, Matt is not in serious trouble. He's only four. But...", I posed a second. "But you, you might be."

Andrea looked frightened. She realized she goofed herself with her questions. I smiled and barely touched her face. "Why did you tell him to look up dresses?" I enquired about her behaviour.

"Matt and I were playing under a table when three women sat after a dance. One of them was wearing pantyhose and the other two those long socks..."

"Stockings, these were stockings, not long socks", I told Andrea.

"Yeah. And I wondered how many ladies were wearing those sockings," I smiled. "So I asked Matt to be my spy, to look around and tell me what he saw." She looked up at me. "And he got busted. So I went investigate myself."

I smiled again. "How many nine years old kids could use a word like investigate nowadays", I wondered. Andrea misunderstood my smile. "So, I'm not in troubles?" she asked expectingly.

"Depends on what Matt's mom tells to yours." Andrea's eyes got wide. "Come here sweetie, give auntie a cuddle." Andrea sat on my lap. I petted her hair. "Don't worry, Andy. I'll tell my big sister to be kind", I pulled her face up with a finger under her chin. "OK?"

She grinned. "Thank you! Thank you. You're so nice. You're my favourite T. I love you.", she shouted.

"Hey, unfair. I'm your only auntie. And I love you too, sweetie." She laughed. "It's getting really late. We should go to sleep now."

"Okeedokee. May I sleep with you, T?"

"Sure. You're still uncomfortable during sleepover, kiddo?" she nodded blushing a bit. "Okay, let undress, brush our teeth and go to bed."

We got in my bedroom, I told Andrea to put away her pretty dress on the chair next to the door. I stepped out my pink Luichini and unzipped my pink leather skirt. Andrea sat on the chair and pulled off her shoes. She looked up at me as I stepped out my skirt, watching my bare pussy carefully.

"Shall we sleep naked, T?" Andrea asked me hesitantly.