3
That afternoon something more than the sun was packing heat. She wore a hot pink string bikini that ought to have been illegal anywhere but on a nude beach.
Her pussy was bare. I could tell by the way the suit bottoms rode up in her cunt slit, her camel toe on full display.
My mouth watered for a taste but instead I looked away and pretended to be focused on navigating the boat. Still I couldn’t get the vision of her fat cunt out of my head.
I wondered what kind of pussy she’d have. Would it be plump lips that came away from the body? Or one of those tight gashes that was nothing more than a hole at the end of the long tunnel of her slit?
There was no traffic in this part of the water since it was close to my place and this was all private, so my fishing spot was pretty secluded as well.
I pulled into the little inlet where I usually stopped, shaded by trees and tall grass. For someone who wanted to fish she sure didn’t like anything about it.
She complained about the worms I had for bait, she was afraid the hook would go into her hand, any and everything was a problem. I was gonna ask her what the fuck she thought fishing was, but thought better of it.
“I think I’ll just get some sun while you fish uncle Cade. If that’s okay with you.” She stood in front of me in her little suit having removed the cover-up that hadn’t been hiding shit.
Her tits were falling out of the top and it would take just one tug to pull her bottoms down and off that plump little ass.
“Sure go ahead.” I need to get this frog out my throat when talking to her or she’s sure to catch on to my perving on her.
I made myself busy baiting hooks and setting up while she got a towel and a book from the bag she’d brought and headed for the front of the boat.
I breathed a little easier, pulled my hat down low and got down to some serious fishing. The thing about fishing is it frees up your mind too damn much.
So while she was laying herself out to tan, I was back there reliving the night before and all the dick hardening shit she’d done to send me to my room like a teenage boy to beat my meat.
The last straw had been the goodnight kiss when she’d rubbed her tit in my arm. After all these years and all the pussy I’d fucked, something as simple as that had sent me over the edge.
I lasted a good twenty minutes without taking a peek at her and was proud of myself. I almost came in my damn pants when I saw her.
When she said get some sun, I didn’t realize she meant she was going to take her top off. What the fuck!
“Uncle Cade can you come here and rub some of this tanning oil on my back?” I swallowed the saliva that had already started to pool in my mouth and set my fishing rod in the holder before going to her.
She smiled up at me innocently over her shoulder and held out the bottle. I know she had to see my semi hard dick trying to bust out of my shorts but we both pretended that it wasn’t there.
My damn hands shook when I took the bottle from her and I wondered how the fuck I was gonna get that shit on her back without looking.
I had to straddle her ass to do a good enough job so I got into position. Anyone going by would think I was fucking her on her stomach or maybe that I was rodding her tight round ass.
I poured a good amount of the sweet smelling oil in my left hand and rubbed them together before rubbing it into her shoulders. I swallowed hard at the first touch of my hands against her sun-warmed flesh.
“Ummm.” She groaned and settled with her legs falling open and my cock dripped into my shorts. I gritted my teeth and worked the oil into her skin. Her groans became appreciative moans and I felt like a thirteen year old with his first look at pussy.
Shut up kid, you don’t want none of this dick. You keep making those fuck me noises and sure as fuck I’ll drag down those too tight bottoms and fuck your little pussy raw.
I had no control, but hey I never said I did. Plus I’m only a man. She had to know what she was doing; no way she’s that fucking green. On the other hand she could just be feeling safe with her uncle.
With that stupid ass thought that I didn’t even believe myself in my head, I ran my hands over her back making sure to get her all over. “That should be good.”
I moved off of her ready to go back into hiding before she saw my cock. “What about my legs?” For fuck sake!
She spread her legs and jiggled a little telling me without words to get to work. I was fine with her feet and toes, but once I started moving up her thigh it was game on.
I think I smelt her pussy, but wasn’t sure if it wasn’t just a wayward scent off the water. Like a fool I lowered my nose while running my hand up between her thighs. There was a wet spot on her crotch.
My nose flared like a hound and it was all I could do not to pull her bottoms down and sink my tongue into her wet cunt. My eyes never left that wet spot as I worked the oil into her thighs.
I hurried up and finished adding oil to her legs, legs that she kept spreading wider. “There, all done.” My voice sounded like I swallowed a family of frogs.
“Uncle Cade, I don’t want to get tan lines, are you sure no one else comes here?” She picked her head up and looked around.
“No we have this place all to ourselves. I don’t think anyone else even knows it’s here and since it runs behind my property it’s private.”
If I was thinking I would’ve asked myself why she was asking me that, but obviously my brain was tied up in my dick.
“Oh goodie.” With that she lifted up and pushed her bikini bottoms down her thighs. Fuck me! Now she was lying there naked.
I started to beat feet back to my spot but she stopped me again. “You forgot to do my front silly.” She flopped around on her back and smiled up at me.
Good damn. Her pussy was almost bare, with just a landing strip leading to her clit. She had the tight clam like pussy lips that sat flat against her body.
Her cunt looked like one long slit from where I could see her clit peeping out of its hood, down to her ass.
Which meant her fuck hole was way in the back. Perfect for a good hard doggy style fuck or if I wanted to go from her pussy to her ass in one fuck. What the fuck are you thinking?
“I’m not sure …” I cleared my throat but she pouted and cut me off before I could finish. “Oh come on uncle Cade, it’s just my legs and my tummy.”
She spread her legs a little wider and my eyes were drawn to her slit like a magnet. I could see a little drop of her little girl cum at her pussy lips. She was turned on.
I’d like to say that I turned away and left her to take care of herself but I didn’t. I spent way too much time oiling her legs and then moved on to her tummy, before going back to her thighs again.
“Make sure you don’t miss anything uncle Cade. I want a nice all over tan.” Where the fuck was the little innocent? No way she didn’t know what she was doing to me.
I brushed the back of my fingers against her pussy more than once while oiling the crease of her thighs as she directed me in that little girl voice of hers.
“Don’t forget these.” She palmed her plump tits and looked up at me with lust in her eyes. I’m a dog, I admit, but what would you have had me do?
I spent a good half an hour kneading oil into her tits all the while enduring her fuck me moans. She rubbed her legs together and sighed when I tugged on her nipples, which was not part of the program.
I pulled back when I could actually envision myself pounding my dick into her. “That’s enough.” I turned and dove over the side of the boat before she could find some other shit to make my dick hard.
By the time we left the lake she was feeling pretty proud of herself if the secret smile she wore was any indication and I was a mess. I couldn’t wait to get home to rub one out.
For the rest of that day and the next it was constant sensory overload. And that brings us to now, this morning. I told her I was going out for my regular jog, hoping for some time away from her and my constan
t hard on.
“Oh I love to jog uncle Cade let me get dressed and I’ll come with you.” I sighed in defeat as she headed down the hallway to get changed.
I can’t take much more of this shit. I haven’t been away from her except at bedtime since she got here and I was at the end of my rope.
All the crotch shots and cleavage I’ve been exposed to can’t be good for my old ticker. That’s how she made me feel. I’m thirty five to her eighteen what the fuck does she want with me anyway?
Anything I could’ve imagined her wearing to torment me didn’t come close to reality. Instead of tight cycling shorts she wore these tiny little things with slits up the sides that hugged her ass and flared over her hips.
Her tits were busting out of the Lycra top and I was adjusting my cock in my shorts before we even reached the truck.
Once we reached the trail I did my stretches and she followed before we started jogging off together. Now she was teasing me about keeping up.
If she only knew that the reason I’d fallen back was because the last time we made the turn by the bushes I’d been tempted to drag her ass in there and fuck my dick into her from behind she wouldn’t be messing with me.
4
We made it around the track one last time and then it was time to head back. I was dreading the ride home in the truck because my dick had stayed hard this whole time and there was no way she could miss it.
I had to pull my shirt from where I had it hanging from the back of my shorts and put it on to hide the hard on from hell. The shit was still protruding beneath my shirt and I had to use my hands to cover it up.
“That was fun uncle Cade, we should do this more often.” She planted her right foot on the dash, spreading her pussy open under those shorts. She smelt like sweat and woman and I gripped the steering wheel so that I didn’t grab her.
I have no idea what the fuck she was babbling on about on the ride. My only thought was to get back to the house and the privacy of my bathroom so I could jerk my shit to visions of her firm ass and over abundant tits.
It wasn’t that her tits were huge; it was the fact that on her tiny frame they stuck out making them look more desirable.
Out the side of my eye I caught her watching me for my reaction to her latest display. It occurred to me then that for the past few days she’s had me on the run.
Now that’s not how I would usually handle a situation like this, when a female was so obviously in heat, but this was different. For one she was a kid, and for another she was my buddy’s daughter.
Still, I wasn’t going through another day like today, no way no how. I asked myself again if she was just working her wiles on me and if so what the hell I should do so I didn’t spend the rest of the summer with blue balls.
I listened to her little girl voice drone on as a seed was planted in my head. There was only one way to get her to stop her shit. Maybe if I pretended to want what she was offering it would scare her little ass into behaving.
Yeah, that’s it. I bet if I gave in the next time she flaunted her ass in my face she’d run screaming. I made up my mind to try it and see. The next time she rubbed up against me, or any of the other shit she does to get my goat, I’ma put the moves on her.
With that thought settled in my head I felt a weight lifted off my shoulders. Why hadn’t I thought of this before? I relaxed enough to join her crazy ass teenage banter about some shit she’d seen on TV and the rest of the ride went without incident.
As soon as we got home I left her and headed for my room. I ran into the bathroom and locked the door. I hit the shower with cock in hand ready to throw down.
I lathered up good with the soap and got a nice pump going. I was in position, legs planted, head thrown back and visions of her sweet ass in those shorts playing through my head. Then came the knock at the door. What the fuck!
I was just starting to feel good. I was at the part in my head where I had her on her hands and knees with my cock leaking dick snot in her mouth.
“Uncle Cade I’m out of shampoo can I borrow yours?” I looked up to the ceiling and begged for peace. Then I looked down at my dick that was saying fuck this shit just give the little tease what she wants. But in the end common sense won out.
Stepping out of the stall I grabbed a towel, which did nothing to hide the twelve-inch bridge that strained beneath the material.
Opening the door partway, I passed her the bottle; taking in her petite form wrapped in a towel that I was sure was for drying your hands in.
Her ass as she walked away peeped out beneath the terry cloth and I bit my lip before slamming the door and going back to what I’d started.
Now I had new fodder for my perverted mind. Her ass under that towel and the way her breasts had plumped over the top as she held it in place.
I sprayed the walls and had to clean them before finishing my shower. I switched off the water feeling a little more relaxed now that my dick was back under control.
It struck me, as I got dressed that there was no way anyone could be that innocent. It’s as if the last few days have been part of some kind of dance that we were doing together, only I didn’t know the moves.
I went back through everything since the moment she stepped off that bus and knew that there was no way it had all been an accident or coincidence.
There was no doubt in my mind now that she was doing this shit on purpose, but why? Had she come here with this intention, or was it something she cooked up once she got here, out from under the protection of her parents?
I left the house before she came out of her room and went down to the property line to check for tracks. It’s something I do every once in a while to make sure no one was lurking around my place or no wild animals were getting too close.
By the time I went back in she had lunch on the table and was pouring us glasses of tea. “I was just about to come searching for you.”
I grunted an answer and pulled up a chair where she’d placed a plate full of some health shit that she seemed to think I needed.
Everyday I’ve had to forego my loaded burger and fries for salad and fish or chicken. She was a pretty good cook though so I didn’t complain too much, plus she did allow me to have a slice of cake or pie after dinner so I guess I’d live.
5
After lunch I once again made myself scarce. Now that I knew she was teasing me on purpose I needed time apart to get my thoughts in order. If she was after a quick hard fuck or a summer fling I could give her that. I’d worry about her daddy later.
She was a little bit somber at dinner and I got the idea that she didn’t like that I’d taken myself out of the line of fire all afternoon.
“It’s been so hot today and cooking only made me hotter. How about I take a shower uncle Cade and we find something on TV to watch.”
“Sounds good, I need to wash the grime off me too.” I sniffed my arms making her laugh as we headed down the hallway to our separate rooms.
I was in and out in no time and was rifling through the channels for something suitable to watch when I realized she was taking inordinately long in the bathroom.
Then I imagined her shaving her pussy in there and my cock literally unfolded in my loose pajama bottoms. I glared down at him willing him to behave and not let this horny ass teenager show him up but it was no use.
My heart rate picked up speed as if expecting something and I stared at the screen not seeing shit as my mind went round and round in circles as I strained to hear the water from her shower.
She came out of the shower and I heard her go into her room. I sat there tense wondering what hell she was going to subject me to tonight. My dick was already throbbing with anticipation.
I smelt her as soon as she entered the room. That sweet young girl scent mixed with shampoo and soap. All that was missing was bubblegum.
I made myself keep my eyes on the screen until she came into view and I damn near jumped off the couch. “Ah Sydney, you’re gonna want to go put something on.
” Fuck and damnation this is bull fucking shit.
She was wearing a camisole like tank and lace boy shorts in turquoise. With her blond hair and honey gold tan the color popped and she looked like every teenage boy, or old pervert’s wet dream.
She looked down at herself as if shocked that I should find anything wrong with what she was wearing, but all she needed to do was take a gander at my cock to get an idea of the danger she was in.
“Oh uncle Cade, don’t be such a prude.” She pulled a pillow from one of the chairs and threw it to the floor before lying down on her stomach.
Her legs bent at the knees and her feet went into the air before she turned and looked back at me. “Did you find something good to watch uncle Cade?”
“No you look.” I threw the remote down beside her from my place on the couch not daring to move. She turned back to the TV and flipped through the channels.
I only got nervous when she went past the regular cable channels into danger territory. I have every X-rated channel there is on there.
I knew she was fucking with me when she stopped on one of the racier channels, and put down the remote beside her.
I should get up and leave, say something, change the channel. But I didn’t. She was eighteen years old and if she wanted to watch porn who was I to tell her no? I didn’t have to fuck her because of some raunchy shit on the tube.
I’d watched so much porn that sometimes it was just background noise, nothing new there and it was all growing stale after a while.
But I’d never watched porn with a hot nubile young thing who seemed to be hankering for my dick.
I breathed easier when she picked up the remote and surfed channels again, landing on some chick flick that I was sure would take me out of the danger zone. I was wrong.
The dialogue was pedantic enough to scoff at, but the scenes were just as hot and heavy as the real thing. Neither of us spoke as we watched in silence, but I was sure she was as aware of me as I her.
She hopped up once the movie was over, something I’d completely missed because my focus had been on her ass and the wet spot between her thighs.
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