Naughty Niece

Lyndsey was a lovely k**, and I started dating her aunt when she was about three years old.
Her aunt used to babysit for her older sister, so I would go along when she babysat for her.
Lyndseys parents were not particularly loving and were always domineering where Lyndsey was concerned.
Lyndsey would see her aunt sitting on my knee, having hugs and kisses, and she pretty soon wanted the same.
So nothing improper, but Lyndsey but make a bee line for me and jump on my knee, whenever we visited, or if her family visited us.
We got married a few years later and Lyndsey was our bridesmaid.
Lyndsey got older and grew up, still dominated by her parents, and when she reached her teens, they intensified, their scrutiny, they didn't want any neighbour boys messing with her.
The one time that she didn't go straight home from school, and lied to her parents about an after school activity, her Mum tracked her down and slapped her face in front of the boys and girls that she was hanging out with.
As I said at the beginning, she was a lovely k**, and she loved to learn stuff, she loved to study, her parents were hoping to send her to Oxford University, but that never quite happened.
When she did go to University she went to Scotland (apparently I found out later that Oxford was not far enough away from her parents) I was expecting a rebellion, from her but that never happened.
She was happy to do her studies, not run up a huge student loan debt, and complete her degree course.
During the summer holidays, I managed to get her some seasonal work at the place where I worked, but that meant a 6 o clock start, so she decided to stay at our house, so that I could drive her into work, and to her credit, she saved every penny that she earned.
One of the young guys at work kept asking her to go to the pub with him, but she kept refusing, until her final week.
This coincided, with my wife going away for a week on business, I think Lyndsey was worried that my wife would report back to her sister, but she had no worries about me reporting back as she knew that I didn't really like her mum very much.
So Lyndsey dressed for her trip to the pub like any teenager would, and apart from her skirt being ridiculously short, she looked very nice.
I was watching tv and she came over to me and sat on my knee, she still did that.
"I haven't really been to the pub before uncle Paul, I don't know what to drink" she said.
" Rule number one, if you are going to drink alcohol, do not mix your drinks" I said
" Rule number two, just remember, we have work at 6 am tomorrow, so if you are having alcohol, don't have too many"
" Rule number three, you do not know this guy very well so make sure that you visit the bar with him, and order drinks that come in a bottle so nobody can drop anything in your drink, keep the bottle in your hand, and your thumb over the top, when you are not drinking, and empty the bottle before you go to the loo"
"You probably won't like the taste of alcohol, nobody does when they first try it, but if you do want to drink alcohol, have an alcopop, or two"
Lyndsey looked up at me and smiled " Hmmm it is so comfortable on your knee, I don't know if I want to go to the pub"
"You should go and have some fun" I replied,and then the doorbell rang.
Lyndsey kissed me on the cheek, got up and waved bye bye.
I was up in my bedroom, when I heard the back gate open, Lyndsey had a back door key so she always came in that way.
I waited to hear the door open, but I didn't hear anything, curious I looked out of the window, Lyndsey was leaning against the shed and the boy was kissing her. "Young Love" I thought, then I was shocked as Lyndsey turned around and bent over.
The guy was soon inside her fucking her, but almost as quickly he whipped his cock out and shot his load all over my shed door, "you dirty bastard" I thought, I bet he isn't going to bother to clean that off, and I was right, he just walked straight out of the gate.
I made my way downstairs and sat on the couch, Lynsey came in and instantly came to sit on my knee.
" I am quite shocked at what I have just seen " I said " what just happened up against my garden shed?"
One of Lynseys scholastic gift was her ability to describe something that she had seen, or in this case done.
" Well when we got through the gate, he said to give him a kiss, so I did, and it felt nice, he then put his hands up the back of my jumper, and he was tickling me while we kissed, and that felt nice, after a couple of minutes he put one of his hands up the front of my jumper, and was tickling my tummy, as he moved his hand towards my boob. I thought that he was just going to eel my boob through my bra, but when he reached my bra, he just moved it up over my boob (I didn't realise that he had unclipped my bra when he was tickling my back.
I was surprised when I suddenly felt his hand squeezing my boob and twisting my nipple.
After a few seconds I started to feel hot, and I had a really nice feeling in my pussy.
He then moved his other hand under my skirt, and started rubbing my pussy through my panties, and that felt really nice.
I was finding it hard to breathe and I was feeling a little dizzy, maybe it was the alcopop that I had drunk.
The next thing I knew his hand was down my panties and he was rubbing me, it felt like heaven.
He told me to turn around and bend over, so I did.
He pulled down my panties and put his cock inside me, at first it felt nice, then it hurt, then it started to feel nice again, and the he pulled his cock out and went", all the time she was squirming on my knee.
I asked her " why did you turn around and let him fuck you? "
"Because he told me to" Lyndsey replied. I instantly thought that this is due to her parents conditioning of her.
"So if told you to stand up and take your panties off, what would you do?" I asked
"I would do exactly what you told me to do" replied Lyndsey