3 comments/ 257579 views/ 19 favorites Uncle Bill By: twisteddog There she was, a stunning recreation of her mother. Her hair the goldest of blondes, her eyes the clearest of blue, and her luscious body a mirror image of her mothers former beauty. Her name is Angela and she is the most beautiful woman that I have ever seen and all of my lust and admiration is hers. She is sitting in the living room wearing the skimpiest of outfits, I know very well what it looks like on her as she has worn it many times around me. I know she knows what it does to me and she wears it for just that effect. I am standing in the kitchen drinking a beer and thinking about how I can get her out of those clothes. "So what should we do today uncle Bill?" she asks. "Well I have a few things on my mind that we could get up to today, if your game." "I guess that all depends on what you have in mind" she says as she uncrosses her legs giving me a wonderful view up her tiny skirt to the edge of her panties. "Now for starters I think I would love a swim, then we can see how we feel after that and go from there. How is that?" "Sounds great, wait while I go get my swim suit on. I will meet you by the pool." She turns and heads up stairs to change while I slip off my pants and climb into my trunks there in the kitchen. What I couldn't have known was the fact that she was peeking around the corner at the top of the stairs watching me change. Her eyes grow huge as she sees the monster cock swing free and dangle between my legs. She rubs her clit with her hand and feels the wetness grow between her legs as she stares at what she so dearly needs to have. I reach down and give a hard tug or two at my cock and she nearly passes out from the sight. I go outside and dive into the pool and take a quick lap or two then crawl out and lay back in one of the chairs. Angela isn't far behind and when I see her my cock twitches in my swim trunks. She is wearing a tiny peach colored biking which hardly covers her c cup tits. When she turns to move a chair closer to me I see that they are things style and her beautiful ass is exposed to me. "Why do you wear such skimpy clothes around me Angela? I know you have bathing suits that aren't that revealing, I've seen you in them." "When I am at home and no one is around I like to tan a little more of my body then I can at the beach Uncle Bill, I thought you would have known that." My cock swells in my trunks and I stand up to dive into the pool. "I answered your question now answer one of mine, why is it that you have such a huge hard on by seeing your niece in a bikini?" I stammer and can only come up with, "If you think this is a huge hard on then you would really be surprised if it got all the way hard." Damn it that was probably not the right thing to say and I instantly regretted saying it. But to my surprise she replied. "What would it take to see it really hard?" Her eyes were all glassy and I could see her nipples were sticking straight out from her heaving breasts. I thought about this for a second trying to decide if I should tell her and let her see it or be the good Uncle and leave it alone and dive into the pool. Thinking was done and I decided to tell her. "You could start by taking off that swim suit and letting me see what my sexy little niece has under it." She stood straight up and without hesitation she untied the back of her top and let it fall, then quickly started pulling down her bottoms. What I had always dreamed she looked like was right there before me. Her huge tits with no sag at all, shaved pussy, and tight little ass. What I didn't expect to see was the fact that she had her clit pierced! What a naughty little girl she was. "She didn't flinch at all, she just stood there staring at my ever growing cock. "Would you like to see it up close and personal I teased." She nodded and slowly walked closer to me. Her eyes never leaving my swim suit stretched cock. As she got close I slowly started to peel them off. When my cock flopped out she gasped and immediately reached out and grabbed it. Her hands felt so good stroking it up and down. My blood began to flow ever quicker into my cock making it grow to it's full size. When that had happened and she had all nine and a half inches and all two inches around in her hands I asked her how it felt. I wouldn't have believed it if I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, but she started to drool and stuttered out something that sounded vaguely like good. I shifted my hips and she grabbed a hold even tighter, like she thought that I was going to take it away from her. I laughed and thrust my hips instead and poked her right in the tits with the tip of my cock. Angela looked up at me with those big blue eyes and smiled while she ran her tongue over the tip. She pumped my cock as she did this and made sure that she was getting it nice and wet to jack me off with. I looked down at her and smiled. "You have no idea how long I have wanted you to do this to me Angela." "You have no idea Uncle Bill how long I have been waiting for you to let me do this to you, all those skimpy outfits and little shots at my ass and panties. I thought you were never going to make a move and I would have to do something drastic myself." "Well now that we have gotten past this I think you should lay back and let me lick that pierced clit of yours for a while." With that I lowered her all the way to the ground and spread her legs. Her pussy was so wet that it was oozing over her asshole already. I sank down and started eating the sweetest pussy that has ever graced my lips. She was so sweet and she had a continual flow of pussy juice coming out of her. As soon as I licked her clit the moaning started. Angela was either a really oral person or she was really enjoying this. As I continued to lick her clit she got louder and louder. This would normally be a great thing but we were outside and I knew her neighbors were right next door with their patio doors open. I picked her up by her firm ass and carried her into the house. I threw her down on the couch and she nearly screamed the place down. "Be rough Uncle Bill, I love it when guys fuck me like a cheap whore. Take any hole you want just shove that monster cock of your into me!" Wow what a surprise, my cute little niece was a cock whore and she wanted it anywhere I wanted to shove it, eh? Well she would regret that statement quickly enough. I licked her asshole a couple of times and then pulled up and slap it with my cock. She screamed. I slapped it again and she thrust forward this time trying to get it to slip in. I knew she would get hurt if I just slammed it into her ass so I slid it up a half inch and slammed it nut deep into her pussy. I know it must have hurt cause it hurt my cock when I bottomed out in her pussy. It was so tight and she is a little petite girl and I know her pussy was never made to have so much cock in it. Her eyes rolled back in her head and she just convulsed around my cock as I eased it back out to the tip of her twat. She jerked like that for a full minute, flexing around my cock. When she came to her senses she looked up at me and grinned. "Do you think you could slam that back in just like that one more time? I have never been hurt in such a sweet spot before Uncle Bill." I was stunned! She wanted me to really hurt her. Well you get what you ask for. I slammed all of it balls deep into her again. This time she screamed out and grabbed ahold of me by the waist with her feet and held me there. "So fucking hard Uncle Bill," unh unh unh. She grunted. That was about all I could handle and pulled back out and sent a huge load of jizz unto her face. She looked at me with half glee and half sadness in her eyes. I jerked a few more times and she quickly gobbled them up as they spurted from my cock. Then she scooped up what had hit her cheeks and chin and licked that up as well. "Maybe we could make it last longer the next time" she said. "What makes you think that we are done yet Angela?" I asked smacking her cheek with my still hard cock. "Oh Uncle Bill you are a stud!" I maneuvered back between her legs and slammed the whole thing into her again. Her eyes rolled back and she went into a series of grunting and bucking up into me. Her hips kicking up and down slamming her clit into me. I grabbed a hold of her tits and squeezed hard! She screamed out harder Uncle Bill harder!! I twisted and pulled on her nipples making her tanned skin red with the abuse. She loved every minute of it and screamed for more. As she neared her climax she began mumbling and stuttering loudly like a mad woman. I couldn't make out more then one word in twenty. Fuck this and harder that. I pounded her with all I had and felt the pain myself every time I hit bottom with her. I rolled her unto her side and slapped her ass hard enough to make my hand sting and she started gushing. At first I thought she had lost control of her bladder do to the angle but it was her cum. It squirted out of her so hard that my cock was very nearly ejected from her pussy. I pulled out thinking that I had really hurt her and it shot all the way into the kitchen from the couch in the living room. Angela screamed and bucked like she was having a fit and I held her down so she wouldn't fall off the couch and hit the coffee table. When she was done she started laughing and crying at the same tie. "God that was the best fuck I have ever had Uncle Bill. I know I can squirt but I think that may be a record." She looked at the mess she had made all over the couch and onto the floor in the kitchen. I was happy that she wasn't hurt and slapped her clit with my still hard cock. "You scared me there for a second Angela, I thought that I had hurt you. On top of that I thought you had just pissed yourself and all over me." She laughed again and said that when she cums real hard that she almost always squirts some. But nothing like this! "We are definatley going to have to do this again some time real soon," she said. "What do you mean real soon, you still have to suck this monster cock off. I can't go about the day sporting this huge fucking hard on." "Mmmmmmmmm," she crooned. "I guess that I should have a taste of that cum again. It was so good the first time around." With that she took my cock into her mouth. She licked, sucked, and jerked it for all she was worth. Not to say that she wasn't trying but it wasn't hitting any of my spots so to speak. Then she did what would take me over the edge. She stuffed as much as she could down her throat and started to gag on it, but she never gave up trying to get it all in there. I don't know about any other men but that gagging sound when a woman is sucking my cock is the best. It wasn't long after she started gagging on my cock that I couldn't hold back anymore. I blew one of the biggest and most surprising since I had cum earlier loads of my life. She actually gagged on that as well but got most it down her pretty throat. What she didn't she scooped up and licked clean. We made a date to see each other again, but that was before her mother saw the tell tale signs of her daughter being fucked well. But that is another chapter. Uncle Bill Ch. 02 Well we had a good thing going Angela and I, that is until her mother Susan came home and saw the evidence of what had happened whole she was at work. What could she have seen you say? She saw pussy cum still on the floor, a huge wet spot on the couch and a daughter that had obviously been fucked hard and put up wet. What I never would have expected to happen next is what happened. When Susan asked Angela what had happened she actually told her the truth. She told her that her Uncle Bill had come over and had fucked her brains out and made her scream the walls down. I could only have hoped that her mother wouldn't have believed her, but she knew about me from her husband my brother. She knew all about the monster cock that I have and the way I use the thing on women. I would have also thought that Susan would have called me and thrown a huge fit and threatened to call the cops on me. By the way Angela is 20 years old and lives at home still while she is going to college. Neither of those things happened. So it was when I came by the next day for our arranged fuck fest that I found Susan there. I tried to play it off as I was just stopping by to see if Nathan was home to see if he wanted to go play a round of golf with me. That was when Susan threw off the gloves and let me have it with both barrels. "I know why you are really here and I have sent Angela out for the day so that we could have a little sit down and talk about what transpired yesterday with the two of you." Bam! There was the bomb and I knew I was dead. I told her that it was an accident, which she countered with a "oh you tripped and fell dick deep in my daughter and by the way your niece?" Who could have a come back to that. "I know what I did was wrong and I am willing to accept whatever you have coming my way. I would just ask that we don't have to involve the police. I will do whatever you want though" my eyes dropped to the floor and I waited for the bomb to drop again. "Well I had thought about calling the police in the beginning but have decided on a lesser form of punishment for you this time." She paused and I held my breath waiting for what was to cum. "If you think that it's ok to fuck your niece how do you feel about your sister?" Bam! Didn't see that one coming at all. "Well I have always lusted after you and I think that is part of the reason that Angela and I did what we did. So I guess too answer that I would have to say that I have been waiting a long time to fuck you." There it was out there. Susan stood up and walked over to where I was standing and grabbed a hold of my cock through my pants. Her hands gripped it tightly, just the way I like it. She squeezed good and hard and waited for the monster to come to life. Which he did quickly. " I have heard about this thing, why don't you show it to me" she said as she lead me back to the same couch that I had fucked her daughter on the day before. She sat down and waited for me to whip it out. I unzipped my pants and drug the monster out for her to see. Her eyes grew wide as she saw it being pulled out. "Wow that is a big cock! Is that as hard as it gets?" She teased. Her hands reaching out to wrap around it. I was in heaven and it was about to get better. She squeezed extra hard on it and slapped it with her hand. "Do you think that I am going to let you off so easy? I have plans on making you pay for fucking your niece and they all deal with what I am going to do to this thing here." She squeezed my cock again. With that she slapped it time and time again till it was throbbing and red. When she had worn herself out on that torture she went in and got a feather duster and gently stroked it up and down my cock lightly. Pain and pleasure eh? When I got used to that feeling she took off her blouse and wiggled her D cup tits at me. "Do you like these? I'm sorry what a silly question that is I can see that you love them. Bend down and suck on them while I continue to fuck with your cock." I bent over and sucked one nipple into my mouth while I played with the other one with my hand. Pinching and squeezing her nipple till it stood out straight from her chest. Then I switched over and sucked it while I played with the other. She moaned and thrust her tits out for me to play with while she grabbed my balls and squeezed them till tears came to my eyes. Then she slapped the head again and stroked down hard while gripping it with all her strength. There was pain, oh yes, but at the same time I knew I deserved it and I was loving it. Finally she pushed me away from her tits and pulled my cock to her mouth. She licked the tip and licked it up one side and down the other. Her hot mouth actually felt cool on my throbbing member after the beating it had taken. "Mmmmmmm. God that tastes good", she moaned. "Did Angela like the way it tasted? I bet she did, I bet she sucked as much of this monster down her throat as she could until it gagged her didn't she?" I was starting to have the feeling that Angela had told her mom everything in detail! I mumbled a yes as my eyes rolled back in my head from the cock sucking I was getting. That was when she bit down on me with her teeth. Damn!! "Oww that hurts Susan" I said. "I told you that you would be punished for what you had done, are you saying that your not man enough to take your punishment for it now?" "No", I said with my eyes averted from her gaze. She started grating her teeth up and down the length making my balls tighten up and my cock start to really ache. She continued this for what seemed like an enternity, when she finally stopped I am pretty sure that my eyes were watering. She looked up at me and slapped my cock head while I looked down at her and winced every time she did it. She smiled and continued to do that for a few more minutes. When she was through having her fun that way she stood up and took off her pants and panties. She pushed me down so that my face was in line with her dripping cunt and said "lick!". I was happy to do this as it kept my throbbing member away from her brutal hands for the time being. My tongue dove right in and licked her clit like it was my own personal salvation. She started moaning and I finally saw a opportunity to take some control back. I pushed her down on to the couch and lapped at her pussy like it was a saucer of milk. Pushing my tongue as far as it would go into her hole before pulling it out and lapping at her clit. When she started bucking up I darted my tongue down to her asshole and poked at her tight brown eye. That was it she screamed out that she was cumming and blew a pussy wad straight on my face. Drenching my whole head almost. She grabbed me by the back of my head and crammed it between her thighs and screamed out again as she came a second time on my face nearly drowning me this time. I had had enough and stood up and slapped her check with my cock. Her eyes were glazed and she tried to grab it, I pushed her back and spread her legs roughly apart with mine and slapped her clit with my cock. Her screams could have been heard from the moon about this time. I slapped it again and her pussy ejected a little more cum for my efforts. Then I slammed the whole thing ball deep into her. Her head shot back and her breathing stopped for a second. I knew I had hit a spot and wasn't going to give an inch after what she had put me through. I started pounding away at her pussy like a mad man. Her tits were bouncing all over the place as I hammered it home on every down thrust. I grabbed a hand full of hair and pulled her head back and whispered into her ear. "Who's pussy is this?" "Aww fuck it's yours Bill, fuck me, it's yours." That was all I had to hear and I went back to pounding her hole with everything that I had. The slapping sounds of my brutal fucking of her only made me fuck her harder. I grabbed a tit in one hand and twisted it while pulling it towards me. She screamed out again. I felt my cum boiling up in my balls and made a mental decision to cum in her, she was still young enough to get pregnant and she was going to get a huge dose of cum straight up her hole. I blasted away load after load into her until my balls were empty. When that was done she laid there for a moment and then did the sexiest thing ever, she actually pushed the cum back out of her. Load after load slowly slid out of her pussy and slid down to her asshole puddling up on the couch between her legs. "God that was good! I knew Angela wasn't lying about that much when she told me about what the two of you had done. I just want to make one thing clear to you before I throw you out. When you cum over to play you need to check with me first and make sure that I can't fill your incestual needs first. If I can't get away to let you fuck me then what you do is your own business and I don't want to know about it. But if I am free then you will have to fuck me silly first and then whatever, if any, you have left can be pumped into someone else. Now get out." I left there that day wondering just what the fuck I had gotten myself into. Either way I figured that I wouldn't have to look far to fuck two fine women. "Uncle" Bill The Mentor I watched through the bay window in the living room as the cab carrying my twenty one year old niece pulled away from the curb on its way to the airport. Although there were still a few days left of winter break, she wanted to get back to college a few days early in order to catch up on some work she had to complete. Her best friend Kate was not quite as conscientious as Jess, instead opting to stay behind for a few more days of skiing. I tried to encourage Kate to leave early, as a storm was rapidly approaching, but she insisted on staying as long as she could. My vacation home is in Northern Vermont, placed at about the halfway point between Burlington and Stowe. I had invited Kate and Jess to spend the week there, just as I had for several years prior. The three of us are avid skiers, and this had become our yearly ritual during winter break. The skiing had been exceptional this year, so I can't say that I really blamed Kate for staying behind. I turned towards Kate, who was reclining on the couch watching television. She was also twenty one, with long, dark hair, light brown eyes, and golden skin. To be blunt, Kate is an absolute knockout. She has high cheekbones to go with her full lips, and a perfect complexion. She is visually stunning, and wears little to no makeup. Kate is also an athlete, and it shows. She has long, shapely legs leading into a perfect ass, curvy hips, and a flat, toned tummy. I should mention that Kate also has a huge, natural set of tits. So huge, in fact, that they are really out of proportion with the rest of her. Some beautiful women embrace and accept their beauty and the attention it gets them. Kate did not. She was quite self-conscious of her body and her looks-especially her body. She took great pains to dress in such a way as to hide her curves as much as possible. She hated feeling that people treated her as a bimbo, and that her giant rack was the extent of her as a person. Kate had dated a few boys, but things never seemed to work out. "Are you ready to hit the slopes, or are you going to spend the day melting your brain with that crap you're watching," I asked Kate. Kate smiled and clicked off the TV. "Definitely the slopes, Uncle Bill. I only have a few days left, and I'm going to make the best of them. Give me about fifteen minutes and I'll be ready to go." "Okay, Kate. I'll get our gear loaded into the truck in the meantime. Don't take too long. I'm itching to get there." I had just finished loading the car when Kate walked outside and smiled. "Did I do good, Uncle Bill? I got ready as quickly as I could." "Perfect timing, Kate. Let's get on the road." We chatted a bit on the short drive to the Stowe Mountain Resort. Kate thanked me for allowing her stay the extra few days, and promised to do the cooking in return. We chatted a bit about school. Kate is an engineering major, and a bright one at that. She graduated top of her class in high school, and has a 4.0 average over her first two plus years of college. I guess it's a bit understandable why she is so sensitive about the way she is perceived by people. We spent the day skiing the hell out of that mountain, pausing a few times for a bite to eat and a breather. To the dismay of the resort staff and ski patrol, we had quite a few races down the mountain, with me having a slight edge in the number of victories. We were both exhausted when we got back to the car. I flipped on the radio to listen to the latest weather report, and was bombarded by storm warnings on every station. It was no longer a question of if we would get hit. It was more a question of just how bad it would be. The reports prompted me to stop at the grocery store on the way back. We loaded up on staples, and Kate picked out a steak for dinner. After loading the groceries in the car, we headed back to the house. I put the groceries away as Kate seasoned the steak. Once finished, I directed my attention to the fireplace, building a blazing fire and then dropping down onto the couch to relax. Kate walked over and handed me a glass of wine. "That was an awesome day today, Uncle Bill. I haven't had that much fun skiing in a long time," she said, dropping down onto the other end of the couch. She, too, had a glass of wine, and she took a sip. "Thank you again." "My pleasure, Kate. From the sounds of it, we may be out of luck for the next couple of days. If this storm hits the way the reports say, we'll be stuck here for a while." "HA! A little snow isn't going to keep me away from the slopes," Kate shot back. "I didn't stay here to sit around. I could have done that at school. I want to ski," she said, pounding one foot on the ground. "Well, let's see what we wake up to tomorrow. If it's safe, I promise we'll go. If not, we have movies and games and books. We'll make the best of it." "We'll see," frowned Kate. "I guess when you get old you get chicken," she smirked. "You can always stay here and hide." "Funny, Kate. Seriously, I'm not kidding. If the weather is bad, I don't want you trying to go anywhere. It isn't worth it." Kate gave me an evil little smirk and took a sip of her wine, winking at me from behind her glass. She got up and went over by the kitchen to begin cooking. I have an indoor grill on the stovetop, and Kate cooked the steaks to perfection. Served with mashed potatoes and a salad, it was a perfect meal. We ate and chatted, and shared in the cleanup duties after we had finished. Afterword, we moved back to the couch, still sipping wine and watching a movie. By ten o'clock, the wind was howling and the snow began to fall. It was accumulating at an alarming rate, and I knew that any hopes of skiing were fading fast. A short time later the lights flickered and then went out. Kate let out a startled yelp, and I glanced in her direction. She was sitting there in the flickering light of the fireplace, and I was momentarily stunned by how beautiful she looked. We locked eyes, and then Kate glanced away, seemingly a bit embarrassed. "That scared me," she said, pouting. "Now I won't see the end of the movie". "Sit tight," I replied. "That's why we have generators around here." I put on my coat and went into the garage. I threw the bypass switch on the circuit breaker box, and then went out back to start the generator. It started right up, and a few seconds later the lights came on in the house. "My hero," Kate exclaimed as I came back inside. "At your service, my dear Kate. Shall we finish the movie?" Kate smiled and switched the TV and DVD player back on, locating the spot we had left off. Several movies and too many glasses of wine later, I was in bed, tired and sore from the day's activities. Kate had fallen asleep on the couch, and I had covered her with a blanket before heading off to bed. When I awoke in the morning, nearly two feet of snow had fallen. The storm was coming to an end, but I could see that the roads were a mess. Kate was still asleep, so I quietly went outside to clear the driveway. I shoveled the walks first, and then I noticed a bleary eyed Kate standing at the door of the porch. She opened the door and looked out and started talking to me. "It doesn't look too bad. I think we could get to the mountain," she said. Once we get this driveway clear, it will be easy. Look. There's a plow on the road already." "Kate, no. I watched the news this morning. The roads are horrible, and the police are urging people to stay home. There is another storm right behind this one. Within a few hours, we are going to get blasted again." "They always say that, Uncle Bill. Look at it. It isn't bad at all. I want to ski!" "We aren't going anywhere Kate. Now go inside. There's a pot of fresh coffee on the counter." Kate growled at me and disappeared into the house. Fortunately, I had already attached a plow to the front of the truck I keep at the house, so I was able to quickly clear the driveway. When I got inside, I found that Kate had cooked up some bacon and eggs with hash browns. This girl could cook! We enjoyed our breakfast, and Kate cleaned up and dropped onto the couch with a forlorn look on her face. We heard the sound of a truck pass by, and Kate leapt to her feet and looked out the window. "See Uncle Bill? The plow just went by. We can go! We can go!" "Kate! I told you we aren't going anywhere. The last thing we need is to get stuck in a snowbank somewhere. We have food, water, electricity. We are safe here. I know you're disappointed, and so am I. But we aren't going to risk getting hurt." "Fuddy duddy," Kate sneered, sticking her tongue out for effect. "Fine. We can sit here in this boring old house and do nothing. Or maybe we can play checkers. Or...I know. We can go down the basement and set up a shuffleboard court. You old fuddy duddies like shuffleboard, don't you?" "Keep it up, young lady, and you may well earn yourself a spanking." "Yeah, right," she taunted, again sticking out her tongue. "You wouldn't have the nerve," Kate retorted. "Besides, I don't think you could catch me." "We may well, see, young lady," I replied. For the first time, the thought that I would very much like to spank her lovely ass crossed my mind. As if she sensed it, Kate blushed as she looked at me, and then looked away. She looked away, but she did not looked at all displeased. Instead, I saw something else in her expression. Something I needed to stop thinking about. "Well, I'm going to go take a bath. That will be something to do. You get the checkerboard ready, fuddy duddy," she quipped as she walked past me. I had a dish towel in my hand, and reflexively snapped it at her ass. She let out a yelp and a giggle as it connected with its target and then she scooted up the stairs. I sat on the couch and let out a deep breath, engaging in an internal conversation. I'd better be careful here, I thought. She is a sweet kid. I've known her for a lot of years, and I don't want her to feel uncomfortable around me. Besides, I reasoned, I was sure I imagined that look she had. I flipped on the television and watched something on the Discovery Channel as Kate bathed. It was past noon when Kate came down the stairs. She was wearing baggy cotton pajamas and slippers. Her hair was up in a clip, with a few loose strands flowing down her neck. I tried not to notice, but she looked like a dream. My God, she was a beauty. "I was going to make a sandwich, Kate. Would you like something?" "Sure. I'll help," she replied. We stood at the counter and put together our lunches, and then sat at the table to eat. "So," Kate said. "What happened between you and Sandy? I never got the full story from Jess." "Ah, Sandy. Well, divorce is never easy Kate. Sometimes, neither is marriage. I guess Sandy decided there were greener pastures, or at least decided to see if there were." "She was cheating on you?" "I reckon she was," I replied. Kate shook her head and shrugged. "Well...she must have been crazy, Uncle Bill. You're...well...you're awesome," Kate said as she munched on a chip. She blushed after she said it and looked away. "Thank you, Kate. Obviously, Sandy didn't agree." "You still love her, don't you?" "I think I always will, but life moves on." Kate paused for a moment as if in thought. "Would you take her back Uncle Bill? If she asked?" "At this point? No. You know Kate, I think there are some things you can come back from. If it was just an infidelity, maybe. But Sandy and I were probably never right for each other anyway. She was a party girl. She went to work, and wanted to go out every night when she got home. That's fine when you're in your early twenties, but it gets old fast. I like a simpler life. I like to work, but I enjoy getting outside. Swimming, skiing, just enjoying nature. I'm an athlete, much as you are. I'm not interested in ruining that every night." "I know what you mean. I've only been able to drink legally for a few months, and I'm already bored with the bar scene." "Well, I bored her. I guess I really must be an old fuddy duddy," I said with a grin. "I already told you that, Uncle Bill," she quipped as she cleared the table. I got a fire started again and Kate and I decided to play Monopoly for a while. As I set up, Kate went to the kitchen area and opened a bottle of wine, pouring each of us a glass. She returned and held one out to me, then held up her glass. "In honor of Sandy. A drunken, snowed in afternoon with my favorite uncle," she said with a giggle. We clinked glasses and each took a sip. We played several games, breaking for dinner around six. Each of us had won a pair of games, and we decided to play one more in order to crown a champion. The final game went on for a while, an evenly matched seesaw battle until I ended up with a run of horrible luck, landing on hotel laden North Carolina Avenue, Pennsylvania Avenue, Park Place and Boardwalk in successive turns. It was all over but the shouting at that point. A somewhat inebriated Kate looked across the table at me, smiled and said "How old are you, Uncle Bill?" "Thirty five, Kate. Why?" "That old age must be affecting your brain. How was a young college student like me able to outwit an important businessman like you, Uncle Bill? Boring, old, chicken, and with a faltering mind too? Oh, Uncle Bill. Whatever will we do with you," Kate taunted. "I see that you're back to trying to earn yourself a spanking again, Kate." Kate fixed me with a stare, challenging me with both her expression and her words. She surveyed the room, identifying a path to the stairs. From her position, she had a clear run, where I would have to go around the couch. Emboldened, she bit her lower lip, continuing to look me in the eyes. "There is no way you'd catch me before I reached the bedroom. That's base, and if I get there first you lose." I could see Katie's chest rising and falling quite rapidly, and I could see her pupils dilating as if they were a cat's eyes. "And if I catch you, Kate?" "I don't think you'll be able to wrestle me down and spank me anyway." "And if I do?" "Then I probably deserve it," she said while arching an eyebrow. In a flash, Kate leapt to her feet and bounded for the stairs. I was up almost simultaneously with Kate, and rather than trying to go around the couch, I instead hurdled it. She had just reached the bottom stair when I was on her. Kate gasped as I wrapped my arms around her and easily carried her back to the couch. She struggled and kicked, but could not break free. I sat and laid her across my lap, face down, holding her in place. "Be still now, Kate. I'm going to administer ten smacks to your bottom. If you struggle, I will add more. Do you understand?" "Uncle Bill..." As Kate began to speak, I raised my hand and brought it down on her right ass cheek. "Ow!," Kate squealed. "That's one, Kate." She turned her head so she could look at me. Her face was flushed, and she was panting from the struggle. "Please, Uncle Bill. You aren't being fair," Kate protested. Raising my hand again, I watched her face as the second smack came down. "Two. If you insist on talking, I will add more." Kate quieted and watched my face as I spanked her lovely pajama clad bottom eight more times. When I had finished, I released her and Kate sat up on the couch next to me. At that point I felt a bit foolish for taking it as far as I had, and hoped that I hadn't ruined things between Kate and Jess and I. As if in reply, Kate smirked and started into my eyes. "That's all you have, Uncle Bill? Ten little smacks to my bottom? I thought you were going to spank me," she challenged. "Consider yourself lucky that I didn't do that on your bare ass, young lady. Consider yourself very lucky." "I don't think you have the nerve, Uncle Bill. Go ahead. I dare you. Give me a bare bottom spanking. If you aren't too chicken, that is." Kate was flushed, and she no longer had a playful look on her face. It had been replaced by a lustful glare that was unmistakable. I suppose I should have stopped at this point. We had both been drinking, and I allowed the alcohol and my libido to get the best of me, as had Kate. Instead of stopping, I grabbed Kate and positioned her on my lap again. I used one hand to pull the pajama bottoms down, exposing her incredible ass to me. "Well? What are you waiting for Uncle Bill? I called your bluff. It's time to put up or chicken out," Kate said as she glared at me. "Twenty, Kate. I'm going to give you twenty." "Ha." That was all Kate had the chance to say before the first blow struck her bare ass. Her eyes opened wide, and I steadily administered four more blows. On the last, Katie had moved a hand to her ass in an attempt to soften the blow. "Pull those hands around and underneath you so they don't interfere. Now I have to start over." "Uncle Bill!" I looked her square in the eyes. "Kate," I said sternly. Kate moved her hands under her body and straightened her arms out. Her hands were now locked out of the way. I began again, taking my time and counting out loud with each blow. After a count of seven, Kate had closed her eyes and was biting her bottom lip again. She was whimpering with each smack to her ass. By fifteen, she was squirming and writhing, and it took me until number nineteen to realize that Kate was rubbing her pussy with one of her hands as I spanked her. Number twenty clearly sent her over the edge, and although she tried to pretend it was the pain, I knew better. I had made her cum, and I could smell her pussy as she lay across my lap. Coming to my senses, I pulled up her pajama bottoms and let Kate free. There were beads of sweat on her forehead, and her hair was a mess. She girl punched me in the arm. "I can't believe you really did that to me," she said. "I guess you've got a little life left in those old bones after all." She smiled when she said it, and I knew we were alright. "I guess I kind of deserved it, what with the taunting you and all." "I reckon so, Kate. I reckon so." Kate got up to pee and I poured us both a glass of iced tea, thinking it wouldn't be a bad idea to quit the wine for a while. When Kate returned, we watched a movie and had some popcorn. We didn't talk much, but we had both calmed down considerably. When the movie ended, Kate retired upstairs to her bedroom. I went out to check on the generator, and when I returned I heard what sounded like crying coming from Kate's room. Crap, I thought. I fucked up. I went up the stairs to speak with her, but as I neared the door I realized I was mistaken. I could hear the rumble of what sounded like a vibrator, and the cries Kate were vocalizing were not cries of sadness. I quietly backed away from the door and down the stairs. I got undressed and dropped into bed, painfully aware that my cock was rock hard and in need of attention. Jesus Christ, I thought. What the hell did I start here? Morning brought the smell of fresh coffee and bacon into my bedroom. Kate was busy. In addition to the cooking, I could hear the sound of the washing machine going. As I sat naked on my bed, I noticed that the clothes I tossed on the floor the night before were gone. Kate had been in the room as I lay there sprawled naked across the bed. Great. I threw on some sweats and walked out into the kitchen. "Good morning, Kate. You've been very productive, I see." "I was up early, so I figured I would get some things done." "My clothes from yesterday?" "In the wash, Uncle Bill. Yes, I saw you were naked, but I didn't look. Honest. Besides, you saw quite a lot of my ass last night, didn't you? What's good for the goose and all that." I let out a sigh and poured myself a cup of coffee. "No skiing today either. Another two feet of snow down, and more on the way. They said on the news that it could be like this for at least a week," Kate reported.