Santa deposited his present between my legsIt was as if Santa himself had granted my every naughty wish, as if the white bearded old man had been watching me on a hidden cam in my room and knew my confused mind, I might have been thirteen, but my libido as a girl for older men, Santa wanted me to let them know I was available.’Ho Ho Ho’, this jocular old man in a red suit, sat at the head of our dinner table, his hand sometimes straying onto my thigh, with a gentle squeeze, just inches from my crotch, yes that high on a girls bare leg, and I ‘Ho, Ho, Hoed’, with him, well at least until he did touch it, that’s why I sat so close to him, after all, uncle Joe had always put his hand where he should not, and that’s why I got some smashing presents.This year it was a shiny new Sony Digital Video cam, and I ached wanting to get into it and start showing and teasing.For my birthday, Joe had bought me a computer, and the internet was awash with my naked tit-less torso, and bald cunt, well there are few girls with tits and hair on their cunts at twelve, unless they have a hormone problem.I was getting impatient, all the noise and jocularity around us, and Joe lent in, ‘Do you like your pressy Mariel’, he asked me, he was drunk, and the big white beard was covering my face, while his bornova escort hand settled on my bare thigh, under the short hem that was an inch from my holy grail.’Love it Joe’, I shouted back over the din, my hand covering his on my thigh. I slide forward on my seat and his hand, held by my own, touched my cunt, it was under the table, and though we looked on surface to be talking, uncle to niece, Joe’s old finger deftly eased the elastic aside and touched my wet labia, every girls fantasy, being finger fucked by Santa at the dinner table. I guess from these opening lines you can see I am a girl with a questionable libido, take Joe, for instance, with exception of my own mother, no one here today would have guessed Joe and I had fucked, and I mean all the way inside me, lying face down on my clean bed sheets, with Joe on top of me, my skinny legs sticking outside with Joe between them and his cock inside tickling behind my belly button.’You want to fuck Mariel’?’Thought you would never ask Santa’, I replied, we had been doing it for the last two years, and now I was a pro at thirteen.I got up and walked around to mother, ‘I need the key to the potting shed’, the magic words that told her Joe and I were going for a fuck.She got up and went into bornova escort bayan her bedroom, where she kept the keys, I followed her. ‘Make sure he wears a condom’, she said, ‘there is a packet in the drawer in the bedside cabinet’, she continued, as she handed me the key.Her eyes softened and she smiled, ‘Thanks for taking care of him’, she said softly.Joe was mum’s older brother who had an accident in his early life, and mum took it upon herself to look after him.Over the years Joe’s lack of contact with people, left him bereft of female company, and by the time he was nearing his twenties and mum was in her early teen, something sprang up between them, and they became regular lovers, i****tuous but powerful, filling a void they both felt, but as mum got older and started meeting other men, I was coming of age, and Joe started hitting on me.I went outside into the snow and followed the deep footprints Joe had made earlier, ‘Joe you there’, I called out quietly, as I approached the potting shed, ‘Here and ready’, he called out, from the darkness, and as I mounted the steps, Joe had his cock out and was stroking it waiting for me.’Lets do it here Santa’, I said wickedly, and started undressing until I stood naked before him, my nipples escort bornova like little hard rocks, it was fucking freezing and my naked body was covered in goosebumps, Joe bent me over the cold wooden railing, stuck his hard cock into my open cunt and fucked me until I felt the warm semen run down my inner thigh.We dressed and ran back to the house, in my passion I had forgotten my mothers warning, the warm semen a reminder of our bareback session, ‘Fuck’, I thought, and my inner muscles tightened, as if I was trying to squeeze his warm cum from my cunt, but somehow I sensed as I squeezed my body was changing as I walked, Uncle Joe’s semen was busy deep inside me, my virgin eggs were being surrounded and attacked, and there was nothing in the world I could do to stop them fertilizing me.I felt a calmness fall over me as I surrendered to this assault, I was powerless and resigned, I stopped momentarily, midway between the house and potting shed, Joe came up behind me and put his hand under my short skirt and cupped my naked buttock, ‘You left these’, he said, handing my my panties.’Joe, we never used a condom’, I said, Joe smiled, ‘I know, and you felt great’, meaning my vaginal canal, I guess it feels better without a sheath isolating it for the cock moving inside it, ‘That’s why I came so hard’, he said moving ahead of me.I stood for a moment longer and watched him go inside while a part of him continued to grow inside me, I might on surface appear to be a silly little thirteen year old girl, but from my reproductive point of view, I was a raging hungry woman.