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“Chris, can you get down here and help me please,” I yelled from the living room. “Be right down Liz,” He yelled back. For the last hour I had been decorating my twin brother Chris and Uncle Jimmy’s house for New Years 2012; my uncle Jimmy has been the king of New Years in our family since I can remember. “Finally,” I said to Chris. “Here hang these lanterns around the deck please.” “Sure,” he said. “Do you need anything else?” “Yeah,” I said, poking my lips out. Chris came over to me and kissed me softly. “Mmmm, looking good today sis’,” He said. “I know,” I said smiling and then watched him walk onto the deck. Chris and I had very special relationship. We were the best of friends and had been since we were little. Chris and I actually grew up thinking we were cousins, yes cousins. Our mother died at birth and no one knew who our father was; my mother was only 17 at the time. We were adopted by separate family members. I was adopted by my Aunt Suzie and Chris by Uncle Jimmy. Back then I guess it was just easier that way. Chris and I only found out this secret a year ago when our grandmother passed away; we came across some old documents in her attic and here we are today. As cousins Chris and I experimented, even had sex a few times. To us it really wasn’t a big deal; it was just an erotic taboo experience. “I’m done,” Chris said. “I’ve got to run out and grab the alcohol. We’ve got an hour before everyone gets here.” “Bye. I will be here,” I said happily. “Bye,” Chris said and then left. I finished up decorating and went to the istanbul travesti guest room. I changed into my favorite black dress. It was strapless, short and very tight. I paired it with my black, knee high stiletto boots; under the dress I was naked. I looked myself over in the mirror and decided I looked great. All dressed and ready I went into the kitchen and started to put the food and drinks out. I bent over into the fridge and felt a hand run up my bare thigh. “Oh!” I exclaimed startled. I turned to see my handsome Uncle Jimmy standing there. “Your ass is to die for Liz,” He said. “I love your soft skin too.” “Th-thanks Jimmy,” I said slightly mortified; this wasn’t the first time my uncle has felt me up. To be honest I liked it but, I thought I probably shouldn’t cross that line too. “Where’s Chris?” Jimmy asked. “He ran to get some beer and stuff,” I replied. “So we are alone then,” He stated. “I’m just going to put it out here.” “What?” I asked puzzled. “I know about you and Chris. I’ve known for some time now,” He said grinning. “What do you know?” I asked a little concerned; I could feel my heart rate increase. “I know enough to tell you that I have jacked-off once or twice to your little sex sessions,” He said as he grabbed his hard cock through his jeans. “Does Chris know about this Jimmy?” I asked felling ashamed, embarrassed and a little horny. “Yup. He’s also aware that I’d love a go at that sweet body you’ve got there,” He said taking my ass cheek in his hand. My entire body tingled istanbul travestileri at the words my uncle said. He was a sexy man and I can’t say I’ve never imagined doing him before. I bit my bottom lip hard as my uncle pulled me to him and pressed his cock to my mound. My pussy allowed some juices to escape and I felt them on my thigh. I looked up at my uncle and said, “I guess we’ll see what the New Year will bring,” and then walked away. My mind swirled with the idea of having my uncle as guest started to arrive. I pushed the idea from my head and greeted family and friends as they entered the house. I was thrilled to see a lot of my family I hadn’t seen in a while and everyone seemed to be enjoying themselves. The music was loud and we danced and partied just like any other New Years. As is got closer to 12 a.m. Chris and I passed out champagne glasses and filled them up, getting ready for the big moment. “It’s almost twelve o’clock everyone,” Chris yelled from the chair he was standing on; he was so tipsy he almost fell off. It was great to hear every one counting down in unison, “10-9-8-7…” Before I realized it Chris had grabbed my hand and pulled me into the kitchen away from everyone. He counted softly in my ear, “3-2-1, Happy New Year,” Then planted a big kiss square on my lips. I kissed him back with force and then was pulled away by my Uncle Jimmy, who tongue kissed me as well. The alcohol in my body allowed me to go with the flow and I kissed him back. I then stood between them travesti smiling from ear to ear and listened to everyone cheering to the New Year. The three of us stepped back into the living room and shared a few more minutes with everyone. For the most part everyone was either leaving or staying the night at my uncles, so I said my good-bye’s and snuck away into Chris’s room. I stripped my dress and crawled into Chris’s bed; I was drunk and lying on my back, it made my head spin and I enjoyed the feeling. I heard the door open and I said, “Well Hello there.” I was not expecting the voice I heard in the dark room. “Hello doll,” Uncle Jimmy said. “Oh Hi Jimmy,” I said grasping for the covers. His hand grabbed my mine and he said, “No need for that, I wanna’ see that sexy body.” Jimmy’s hand traced my leg from my foot to the inside of my thigh. “Um-Oh,” I breathed. “Where’s Chris?” “He’ll be here shortly. Said I could have a little fun first,” Jimmy said breathing a little heavy. “I don’t know that we should do this,” I said unsure. “I mean you’re my uncle.” Jimmy pulled his shirt off and I felt his bare chest against my breasts. “If you can fuck your brother, you can fuck me,” He said as his warm breath in my ear made me quiver. I decided I was going to play hard-to-get and see how much fun he could be. “What if I say no?” I asked seductively. Jimmy lightly grabbed my neck and squeezed. “I fuck you anyway…,” He said softly. “…And you enjoy it.” Jimmy was talking right up my alley; I have always loved the rough, dominating aspect of sex and some how he knew it. I could have seriously said no at anytime and he would have stopped but, I didn’t want him to. “You want it…,” I said with a sadistic grin. “…Then take it.” My Uncle Jimmy pushed against my neck once again and lifted his hips off the bed to slide his pants off.