How I use to laugh when I read about men having sex with female family members. I remember thinking to myself what a crock of crap these stories were and that they were only the products of a fertile imagination. That was, until it happened to me.

It occurred during our annual family Christmas gathering at my brother's spacious ranch house. Life had been good to him so he went all out for his Christmas party. Along one wall of their living room was a long table holding more food than you could ask for. A small sideboard was converted into a mini-bar and held numerous bottles of liquor and wash.

The kitchen table was the normal gathering place for the adults while the kids enjoyed the rumpus room downstairs. I circled the room greeting family and other guests before finding an empty chair and planting myself. Everything was fine until my niece Sabrina came in from outside. She greeted everyone as she doffed her coat and I could only stare at what she had on underneath.

It was a short plum coloured dress made of lace material. I could see her long arms through the sleeves, they were tanned and unblemished. The skirt portion ended just above her knees and I found myself wondering if she was wearing a slip or it was a lining that kept her pretty thighs were invisible.

Sabrina circled the table giving her parents and guests a hug and kiss before taking a seat next to me and giving me the same treatment. Now despite the fact that I had watched her grow up, I could believe how great she looked and the fact that she didn't speak or act like a typical sixteen-year-old. I've heard stories that more than once my brother had to educate some would-be older suitor as to her correct age. 

As we chatted with the guests I found myself sneaking glances at her silky crossed legs whenever I could and not be seen. I told myself to stop as that was my niece that I was checking out. When she flipped her hair in a practised gesture, the scent of her perfume filled my nostrils and soul. When she spoke and or smiled I found myself glancing at her beautiful face, cherry red lips and dazzling white teeth. 

'This can't be the same little girl I had played with?' I said to myself.

Then it happened. Between her shapely legs, full lips and intoxicating perfume, I felt my cock beginning to thicken. I excused myself and headed to the attached garage that had been turned into a smoking lounge. I hoped that between the cool exterior of the garage and my being away from her I would relax. There were a half a dozen teen cousins and their dates already there but that didn't concern me.

My presence was always welcomed even though I was at least fifteen years older than most of those assembled there. I was considered Sabrina's cool uncle. I worked in radio and not the construction like the rest of the family. I rode a Harley and dressed like someone much younger. It was how I spoke to these teenage sons and daughters that made me welcome. 

I was direct when asked questions and didn't mince words. I admitted to some of the dumb things I did as I grew up. I took a seat and listened to those already there. I snuck glances at the other females and was unimpressed. Oh, they were pretty but they had no effect on me and I was able to relax and chastised myself for my earlier behaviour.

'It's not like you have been without female companionship. What about those luscious interns at the radio station? How many of them did you bang? How many of the girls that you met at public appearances did you wind up sleeping with? So why are you checking out your niece?' I asked myself. 

It was a short-lived conversation because about ten minutes later Sabrina entered the garage and grabbed one of the wooden folding chairs and placed it near me. She bummed a smoke and it was an effort to tear my eyes away from the front of her dress as I lit it. The shock of entering the cool garage from the warm house caused her nipples to push into the front of her dress.

The small group began to dwindle and soon it was only Sabrina remaining. I was about to leave and join the others back in the main house when Sabrina twisted in her chair and leaned into me. She placed her small hand on my thigh before she began to speak.

"I've seen you checking out my legs. Do you like what you see?" she asked.

For someone that was paid to run his mouth on daily basis, I was at an unaccustomed loss for words as I fumbled for a response.

"I asked if you like what you see?" she asked again as she removed her hand from my leg and very ladylike raised the hem of her dress.

I could only stare and her beautiful knees and thighs encased in her pantyhose.

"Very much," was all I could think of to say.

She smiled at my admission and gently moved her hand to her breasts.

"You were staring at my girls when I walked in weren't you?" she questioned.

"Yes, I was," I answered as I noticed that her nipples had become erect again at her touch.

"And I'll bet the reason that you came out here was to cool down?" she asked.

"Yes, it was," I responded as I felt my cock begin to stiffen under my jeans.

"Me too," she responded as she quickly planted a kiss on my lips. "Do have any idea how hot you are and what you do to me?" Sabrina asked.

That admission was too much for me to handle and I quickly rose from my seat and headed toward the door to the house. Sabina beat me to it and stood in from of the door. This time the kiss was longer and I felt my discipline beginning to weaken. I suddenly wrapped my strong arms around her and pulled her firm young body tight against mine.

I placed my lips her soft cherry red mouth and a second later our tounges dance together. Maybe it was my imagination but I swore I felt her grind her crotch against me. My sanity returned in the middle of our kiss and I quickly ended it.

"Sabrina, we have to stop this," I said.

"Why? It's not like I haven't kissed a boy before," she stated as she tried to make the connection again.

"But I'm not some schoolboy, I'm your uncle," I stated.

Before she could respond the door opened and we managed to spin around to give the impression that we were leaving. It was my brother coming out for a cigarette. Sabrina breezed past him saying that she had to use the bathroom while I stayed and had a smoke with my him.

He asked if his daughter was being a pest and I answered no and we chatted while we smoked. When we returned to the adult table I was relieved that Sabrina was not sitting there so there would be no more temptation. Everything was fine until it was my time to use the john.

Now my brother's house featured two and a half bathrooms, but with so many people in attendance, they always seemed to be occupied. Thankfully there was an alternative john that was reserved for family members only, it was a single toilet just off the laundry room in the unfinished portion of the large basement. It had been there when he purchased the house and despite the major renovations, it had remained untouched. 

He decided to leave it and enclosed it with some plywood to give the user some degree of privacy. The entrance to the laundry was just off the rumpus room. SoI flicked on the lights and headed to the toilet.

I had just finished when someone turned off the lights, it was a common prank whenever someone was using this facility. It wasn't totally dark as lights from outside streamed in through the glass block windows, but then I really didn't need any light. I zipped myself up and turned to leave and that's when I encountered Sabrina standing less than a foot away.

The brief light from the glass block windows illuminated her pretty face and made her look even more luscious. Her eyes were wide with desire and once again her nipples pushed against the front of her dress. As she approached her perfume enveloped me again and the muted sounds of the conversation from upstairs coming through the floorboards vanished and seemed like a thousand miles away.

She wound her arms around me and pressed her tight body against mine as he soft lips sought mine. I felt her small tongue lick my lips before she slowly inserted it between my closed lips and then gently attached hers into mine. I ignored the voices inside me telling me that this was wrong and allowed my tongue to slide into her sweet mouth.

As we sucked face, I allowed my hands to roam all over her firm body and a small moan escaped her mouth as I did this. Sabrina responded by pushed her body tighter against mine and grinding her crotch against me. She also pushed me backwards until the back of my legs were against the toilet.

She intercepted my hands as they were sliding down her slender waist and placed them on the outside of her legs at the hemline of her dress. No words were necessary and I began to slide my hands up under the lacy material. I could feel her warm and firm leg sheathed in the pantyhose under my fingers as I slowly moved upwards. A second later I could feel her soft silly slip against the tops of my hands.

My cock grew harder at these sensations and our kissing became more intense. I was surprised when my hands encountered a band lace circling her upper thighs. It seems that she was not wearing pantyhose but nylon stockings and this knowledge excited me even more. My hands crossed the expanse of flesh where her nylons ended and moved to her firm backside. 

That when they encountered firm and warm butt cheeks, it seems that Sabrina was wearing a tiny silk thong. I  gently squeezed her firm backside which elicited another soft moan from Sabrina.

"I want you so bad," she informed me breaking our kiss.

"I want you too, but I brought no protection," responded.

Sabrina's left hand went to her cleavage and extracted a Gold Circle condom that she had hidden in her bra. I suddenly no longer cared that this was my sixteen-year-old niece and quickly unzipped and dropped my jeans. Sabrina stared at my cock pushing against the front of my boxer brief before her hands went to their waistband and drew them down.

She then gently seized my cock in her small cool hand and rubbed the head against her nylon covered legs. I was ready to explode right there and then. Thankfully, Sabrina released me and sent both hands under her dress treating me to the sight of her beautiful legs and shaved pussy as her thong and slowly slid it down.

She then reached around behind me and dropped the lid on the toilet and bade me put on the condom. My voice of sanity made a brief appearance and inquired if she was a virgin. She gave me a smile and moved closer to me.

"Not since I turned sixteen," she replied and gave me another long passionate kiss.

I donned the condom and took a seat on the toilet, The warm flesh of my butt making contact with cool wooden lid sent a shiver through my body and caused my cock to jump. I sat there mesmerized as I watched Sabrina hike up her dress and threw a leg over me placing her pussy just above my hard cock.

We both moaned with pleasure as she slowly lowered herself on my shaft. She was hot, wet and very tight. Sabrina began to gently ride and grind herself on me.

"Oh yes, that's what I wanted," she said in a soft moan.

I ran my hands over her silky legs and massaged her firm tits through her dress as she rode me. Sabrina kissed and licked my neck and ears in between emitting soft moans of pleasure. I allowed my hands to slip under her dress and I massaged and squeezed her tight butt.

Suddenly her riding and grinding increased as did her breathing.

"I'm going to cum," she repeated a dozen times before her body shook and I felt her internal muscles tighten their grip on me.

Seeing and hearing this stunning teenage in the moment of her orgasm sent me over the edge too. I hissed between clenched teeth as I emptied the contents of my balls into the condom. We sat there for a time leaning against each other as our breathing returned to normal.

Sabring slowly stood up and smoothed her dress before recovering her thong.

"That was the absolute best," she told me and I readily agreed.

"It's only just now eight. We still have four hours until midnight," she informed me.

"Meaning what?" I asked.

"Meaning that you need to come back down here in an hour. Unless you don't want the second part of your Christmas present," she responded.

Planting one last kiss on me she disappeared through the sliding glass doors. I cleaned up and redressed and headed back upstairs to join the others. I smiled and nodded at the current conversations, but I was not listening. My mind was replaying the earlier events and keeping an eye on the clock.

This was going to be a great Christmas.