("`-''-/").___..--''"`-._ `6_ 6 ) `-. ( ).`-.__.`) (_Y_.)' ._ ) `._ `. ``-..-' _..`--'_..-_/ /--'_.' ,' (((' (((-((('' (((( K R I S T E N' S C O L L E C T I O N _________________________________________ WARNING! This text file contains sexually explicit material. If you do not wish to read this type of literature, or you are under age, PLEASE DELETE THIS FILE NOW!!!! _________________________________________ Scroll down to view text -------------------------------------------------------- This work is copyrighted to the author © 2011. Please don't remove the author information or make any changes to this story. All rights reserved. Thank you for your consideration. -------------------------------------------------------- Collision in the Corridor by Johndough (address withheld) *** At the start of a school day a female student rounds a corner and bumps into her principal who has just arrived with coffee for his colleagues. This bump spills the coffee all over them so the principal takes her down to the locker area to wash and dry their clothes. The principal is also the girl's uncle and a little more goes on than laundry. (M/f, ped, reluc, inc, 1st, preg) *** Principal John Wilson was running a little late this morning and was slightly distracted because of it. The 40 year old bachelor was extremely fit with close cropped brown hair that didn't have any hint of grey. He was the object of many wet dreams of his 6th, 7th and 8th grade female students after their sex ed classes. He was aware of his effect on these 11 to 14 year olds but had a strict hands off policy. There was plenty of legal stuff with the same fantasies at the various clubs around town. One of the most off limits was Kristie Wilson, his younger brother's 13 year old daughter. With her blue eyes and long blond hair and blossoming body with its tennis ball sized breasts she was the masturbatory fantasy of as many of the male staff and students as he was among the females. On this particular morning she was running down the hall looking through her notebook for her homework for her first period class. She rounded a corner without looking up at the same time her Uncle was about to round it as well. It was a terrific collision in the almost empty hall. Her books and papers flew everywhere and the Principal's briefcase went spinning into the far wall. But that wasn't the worst of it. The reason John Wilson was late was he had stopped to pick up four hot chocolates for his office staff and he was carrying them in a fiberboard tray. When they ran into one another the tray was just above Kristie's shoulder. Reflexively, she jerked upright when they collided and the tray and cups went flying straight up. In slow motion, uncle and niece watched the lids go flying off the cups as the tray turned over and four not-so-hot chocolates came down on them like a warm sticky shower. The bell rang signaling the start of the first class. "I'm sorry, Uncle John," Kristie said blushing. "You really need to plan better, Kristie. You should be in class." "I know I brought my homework assignment to school today but I can't find it anywhere." "Well, let's go tell the office we are both going to be off the grid for a couple of hours while we get cleaned up." They went into the office and Principal Wilson told his secretary that his niece would miss her first two periods and he would be out of touch for two hours as well. They were going down to the locker rooms to use the laundry to wash their clothes. He left his briefcase in his office but told Kristie to bring her books and they would do their best to clean them up while they waited for their clothes to wash and dry. There would be no activity in the boys' locker room until 4th period and, since that was where the washer and drier were so that was where he took his niece. He handed her two towels and told her to take off her soaking clothes then go in and use the shower. He sat down and faced away from her. Kristie was nervous about getting naked in the boys' locker room but this was her uncle who had babysat her off and on since she was born. He had cleaned her bottom as a baby, given her baths until she was 8 years old and had been a safe harbor last year when she went to her first party and fallen prey to alcohol and she had turned up on his doorstep too frightened to go home to her parents. She had puked all over herself and Uncle John had stripped her clothes off and his own and gotten in the shower and cleaned her up. She had felt his erection but he had done nothing to act on his biological urge. Instead, he had dried her off and put her to bed in his guest room and told her parents where she was. With all this history, her nervousness passed quickly and she left her clothes in a pile next to him and went off to the showers. When he heard the water come on, John took his own clothes off and, after emptying the pockets on top of the dryer, put everything in the washer and started it. "Let me know when you are done so I can shower," he said. "Just a little longer," Kristie replied. It took her about 5 minutes to rinse out the shampoo and get all the soap residue off as well. Then she dried her hair with one towel and wrapped it around her hair in a makeshift turban. She dried the rest of her with the second towel and then wrapped it lengthwise around her torso. She found it a little embarrassing because when she just barely covered her nipples her crotch was even with the bottom of the towel. If she sat down her golden pubic bush and the slit within it would be exposed to her uncle's view. "Your turn," she said coming out of the shower area. Her uncle walked past holding the folded towels over his privates. As he did, Kristie turned her head and admired his firm male buttocks and realized she was looking at her first fully nude adult male back ever, She only had blurry memories of the shower when she was drunk and he had been behind her nearly the whole time so she never really counted it in terms of advancing her knowledge or experience of sex. This time she was perfectly sober and his ass was perfectly enticing. 8 minutes later he walked out of the shower with a towel around his waist and one over his shoulders. Kristie was disappointed that his towel resembled a makeshift kilt instead of the ultra-miniskirt her towel was proving to be. John sat down next to her. "Well, the washer should be done in about 10 minutes and it will take about an hour to dry so we may as well make the best of it. You said you were looking for your homework assignment?" "Yes. I had it when I left the house this morning." "Maybe I can help. What class was it?" He saw blush and look toward the floor. "Sex ed." "Oh...what was the homework?" "The girls have been keeping track of their cycles so we can learn when we are at out most fertile and when we can have sex without risking pregnancy. We were supposed to turn in our charts indicating where we are in our cycle today and I can't find my chart." "And where are you?" "If I was doing everything right then I am at the safest point in my cycle." "And what are you supposed to do with this information?" "It's supposed to allow girls to take charge of their sexuality and know when they can "sow their wild oats" just like boys without fear of pregnancy or need for a condom." "And have you been?" "Have I been what?" "Sowing your wild oats?" Kristie blushed deeper than ever. "Uncle John, I'm a virgin! I haven't even seen a boy naked or had one touch my tits." "You are a beautiful young woman, Kristie, why haven't you?" "I'm only 13! Besides, you're supposed to wait until you get married to have sex." "Who told you that?" "Everybody!" "Everybody? Your sex-ed teacher, too?" John smiled at the thought that Miss Alicia Jones would counsel any girl they should wait until marriage for sex. He had sampled the lovely red head's treasures several times in the three years she had been on the faculty and knew that she was very open about her attitudes toward sex, even with her students. "Well... no." "What does she say?" "She says sex is the most important part of our lives after eating and sleeping and it is important to find out what you like and know whether the person you marry will be able to fulfill your needs BEFORE you commit to them for a lifetime." "So none of the boys in your class have tried to get into your pants, Kristie?" "Well, a couple have tried to feel me up and I have let a couple kiss me like an adult, with their tongues and all, but I have managed to get away before anything went any further...What are you doing, Uncle John?" John was leaning into her and had his arm around her back and on the shoulder opposite him. He was bending over her and used his free hand to tilt her chin up toward him. "Like this?" And with that he gave Kristie her first French kiss with an adult. She felt sparks shooting through her body. This was SO naughty! Not only was this a man but he was her father's brother, her uncle. But the feelings she was having were very un-niece-like. She turned to him and wrapped her arms around him to signal that he was doing something she liked. She broke the kiss for a moment and sad, "Exactly, like that." "And they have tried to feel your breasts?" he asked as the hand at her chin moved down to where the towel was joined between her throbbing tits and gently pulled it open. Then he took her breast and cupped it in his hand and felt her sweet pink nipple harden in the middle of his palm. "Like this?" "Like that only through my clothes. This is much better." "How about this?" He leaned over and suckled her ear lobe while gently blowing out his nose into her ear. He was rewarded by her groan of passion as she seemed to go limp in his arms. Then he kissed her neck and moved down to replace his hand with his mouth over her nipple. He was delighted to find his niece supported those wonderfully reactive nipples known as puffies. After a moment he moved over to the other nipple and found it waiting for his attention. As his mouth ministered to her breasts, the hand that had so recently squeezed them took her hand and guided it to his crotch where she found that his towel had come loose as well. He placed her hand on his now hard cock and wrapped her fingers around it and then guided her hand up and down the shaft showing her how to jack off a man. Then he took his hand away and she continued as he had shown her while his hand slithered through her new growth of blond hair on her lovely pussy mound. She gasped as his middle finger slid along her pussy lips with a little added pressure over her clit. He kept moving slowly and deliberately while she unconsciously sped up her stroking hoping to inspire her uncle to match her speed with what he was doing to her pussy. Uncle John appeared not to notice the change but what he was doing did change even if the speed didn't. When he felt how wet she was he slid his long middle finger deep into her clasping cunt. He was sure Miss Jones had talked about a girl's g-spot but was equally certain that none of the girls in the class had dared to explore themselves for it. He was definitely sure about Kristie as he left her breast and sat up to watch her face as she was being finger-fucked for the first time. He stroked his finger across her g-spot and a look of very pleasant shock came over face as she discovered an intense wave of pleasure she hadn't known she was capable of. She forgot about stroking her uncle as she succumbed to her first non self-induced orgasm. John didn't mind. He used his free hand to spread their towels on the floor and gently laid her on them. Then he went back to finger fucking her until he had three fingers inside of her and she had had another three of four orgasms unleashing a flood of her lubricating juices. Kristie knew somewhere in the back of her mind that this was moving way too fast and was way too wrong but it felt way too good to stop. Even when she felt her uncle pull his fingers from her pussy and move between her thighs she did nothing but spread her legs wider and wait for what was about to happen. She didn't have to wait long. John Wilson did not care that this gorgeous adolescent so eagerly spreading her legs to allow his cock access to her pussy was his niece. He was male and she was female and coupling for the future was the order of the day. Despite his three fingered warm up she was still tight. John got his cockhead up against her pussy opening and gently pushed until the head popped in. Once it did he held still for a moment to allow her to get used to the feeling of being stretched. Then he began to push forward slowly until all 9 inches were clasped in the velvet moistness of her cunt and their pubic hair meshed together as he ground her clit between their pubic bones. Kristie couldn't believe what she was feeling. She felt full but still empty and had no idea what it meant. Then Uncle John started to pull out and she threw her arms around him in protest. When he was almost out he thrust back in a little faster than before. And then he did it again and again and Kristie realized she was actually doing "It"! She was having sex! She was being fucked! And she never wanted it to end. Neither did John but he knew it would. However, he could make it last for a long time and that is what he did. He carried his niece through orgasm after orgasm until he sensed she was tiring and then he allowed himself to let loose three months worth of pent up sperm, showering her cervix with liquid heat and unleashing a huge orgasm in Kristie who only dully remembered that this was the part of the act that was meant to produce babies. Thank god it was her safe time! John remained over her with his weight on his forearms as he slowly deflated within her. She was tight enough he would probably have been held inside her if he didn't pull himself out and stand up. Kristie lay there with her eyes clothes still riding the crest of her first fuck as John transferred the laundry from the washer to the drier. He sat down on the bench and smiled at his niece. He was glad he had restrained himself after her party experience because having her sober and willing was always better than dealing with a female who was drunk and out of it. "So can I help you out with anything else for sex ed?" "I was just thinking about Mr. Ward..." "Mr. Ward? The choir director?" "Yeah." "Why would you be thinking about him?" "Well, not him exactly but what he always says..." "And what does he say?" "Practice, practice, PRACTICE!" She held her arms up to him to ask him back. Jack smiled and laid out some more towels and then lay down beside her. This time he lay on his back and let her take control. Kristie had heard about blow jobs and thought that sucking a boy's cock was the grossest thing she ever heard of. But now she understood girls who said they were hungry for cock. She bent down and took him in her mouth, pleasantly amazed that she found she liked the taste although how much was her and how much was him she didn't know. "Wait," her uncle commanded, "straddle my face and then keep on doing what you are doing." She got up over him and even before she bent back down for his cock she felt his tongue stroking her slit and teasing her clit. For five minutes they continued their 69 until John felt he was going to shoot off in her mouth. "I'm going to cum!" he said. "Good! I want to taste you!" She put him back in her mouth and sucked his tip all the way to the entrance to her throat. It only took a moment and her mouth was awash in sperm. She swallowed and barely managed to keep up with spurt after spurt as her uncle's cock seemed bent upon drowning her. When the spurting stopped and she came herself from the ministrations of her uncle's cock, she rolled off of him more sated than she had ever felt in her life. "Wow, I never imagined sex was this fantastic!" "I am glad I was able to make you happy." "You know, Uncle John, I think I have an awful lot of wild oats to sow. Will you help me?" "Absolutely." There was still a half an hour left on the drier and with five minutes left to go John baptized Kristie's hungry pussy with another dose of sperm. They went and showered again. This time together, washing each other off and then drying each other as well. They got dressed and then John went to hand Kristie her stack of books when they slipped and fell to the floor. A folded sheet of paper slipped out of her math book and John picked it up. "Well, what do you know—the missing homework." He studied his niece's chart and realized she had made a mistake. "All this charting is great but there is a simpler way of doing this. When did your last period end?" "Two weeks ago." "And you thought this was the safe time of your cycle?" "Yeah, it is when I feel horniest and my next period is still two weeks away." "Kristie, you don't get pregnant during your period. Your period is your body flushing out an egg that has not been fertilized and the tissue on the walls of your uterus that your body had prepared to accept a fertilized egg. The egg is released by your ovaries about midway between your periods and your body makes you horny to try to get the egg fertilized." "You mean..." "Yes, this is the most fertile time of the month for you." Kristie decided she would never take the morning after pill but she would let herself be made love to by one of her amorous classmates so if she was pregnant no one would suspect her uncle. As soon as she decided on her course of action she told her uncle who thought it was a good idea. The put the towels in the towel hamper and headed back to the office in their newly cleaned clothes. At the office door they parted ways and Principal Wilson told student Kristie Wilson he was sorry she had missed her first two periods. As it turned out she missed 9 periods... END *-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-* The author does not condone child abuse, this story is meant as an erotic fantasy not depicting anything in real life. Anyone acting out such scenarios in "real life" can look forward to many unproductive years getting it up the butt by a fellow convict in their local prison system. *-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-* Kristen's collection - Directory 71