5 comments/ 181121 views/ 57 favorites Brandy's Family Reunion By: storied_life Brandy sat up drowsily from the hammock beneath a few shady trees. She had taken shelter there on the bright summer afternoon. Best to not get too much sun, on her first day at the lake, she thought. She had arrived late last night at her family reunion. Scattered about the beach were various aunts, uncles and cousins, eating, sunbathing and playing. Brandy felt slightly out of place among them. Most of her relatives were older and kind of boring to her, the rest were too young to socialize with. They were all staying in a series of small red cottages along the edge of a lake. Currently Brandy had one to herself, since her father wasn't going to arrive for several days because of work. Feeling thirsty, she rose and began heading for the cottages. At 19 years old, the former high school cheerleader had an amazing figure, petite, but curvy, and she enjoyed showing it off. Trudging through the hot sand made her perky 32B breasts bounce and her round bum to wiggle. Her bright red bikini barely concealing her luscious, little body. Brandy was used to turning heads and as she passed by, she even felt the eyes of some of her relatives on her. Especially, her cousin Bobby and his pal, what's-his-name, who's family rented a summer house nearby. They were only a year younger than her, but Brandy thought they were extremely immature. Couple of geeks, probably both still virgins she smiled to herself. As she walked she tied her sarong around her small waist, but not before she passed by the boys allowing them a quick peek at her tight bikini-clad ass. As it slid down and rested on her hips, she smiled to herself hearing them groaning under their breath. In the glare of the sun, all the cottages looked the same to her. She opened the door and as she entered, rejoiced that she had remembered to leave the a.c. going. As she moved through the kitchen and saw the counter littered with beer cans, she quickly realized this wasn't, in fact, her cabin. Before she could turn to go, she heard a raspy male voice say from one of the bedrooms, "hey, who's there?" She moved to the doorway, poked her head in and saw her Uncle Brian, seated on his bed, with a beer in his hand. "Oh, hi Uncle Brian, it's me, Brandy. I thought this was my cabin, hee, hee. I didn't know you were here at the lake already." Brandy always thought of Brian as her cool uncle. Funny and a little rebellious. The truth was, that he wasn't a real uncle, but her father's step-brother. The other truth was, that seeing him now, she didn't think he looked cool, but rather, a little sad. His receding hair and scruffy face framed a pair of tired eyes. He was tall and lanky, but still managed to have a bit of a gut. He sat, slumped on the bed, wearing an old pair of shorts and a tank top, with old tattered sandals. "Brandy! Come in here and let your uncle get a look at you." She shuffled into the room and stood before him. As he gulped down more beer, he drank in the vision before him. The way she was dressed made her look like a some sort of exotic belly-dancer. She blushed as it was clear that he liked what he saw. "Damn, you have really grown up. How long has it been?" "Almost two years, I think," she replied. "You must be driving the boys crazy." "Maybe a little," she giggled. "Here, have a beer with your 'ol uncle Brian." He reached into a cooler nearby and handed her one. Brandy took a sip. She wasn't a big beer drinker, but she was thirsty and wanted to please him. "Two years...that's right, at your cousin's pool party. That was the day you wore a that white bathing suit." Brandy giggled, "oh no, you remember that. I guess I put on quite a show that day." They both laughed. "Dad wouldn't let me wear a bikini back then, but the one-piece I wore was worse. Being white, it became completely see-through, once it got wet. I had no idea, until Aunt Vicki pulled me aside and told me to cover up." "That bitch," he joked, "she ruined all our fun." "I guess I'll never live that down," she laughed. Brandy finished her beer and was thinking it might be time to go back to her cabin. When her uncle got up and closed the bedroom door, which she found a little odd. On his way back to the bed he flipped on a radio and handed her another beer. "Go ahead, its just us." The music and beer caused Brandy to start bobbing her head. "So, are you still cheerleading?" "No, I graduated from high school uncle. Sometimes I miss it, but I still go out dancing with my friends." They both sipped silently at their beers until he broke the silence. "Are you gonna put on a show for me this year?" "Wha-What do you mean?" "Well, I can't see as much as I did last time, that just doesn't seem fair. Why don't you dance for me?" "Uncle Brian?" She stood staring at him blankly. "Do as you're told Brandy. I said I want a show. Now dance!" Brandy thought this was an odd request, but her uncle didn't seem like he would take no for an answer. "Ok, I can do a little." Timidly she set the half-empty beer can down and slowly began swaying her hips back and forth. She felt unsure of exactly what to do, so she kept this up for a minute or so, hoping it would satisfy him. She was about to stop when he barked, "more!" So she kept swaying and raised her arms up over her head, which drew her perky breasts out, this pose seemed to please him as he sat staring with a wicked smile on his face and a slightly crazed look in his eye. "Don't stop," he commanded. So Brandy clasped her hands together and teasingly shook her breasts back and forth. "Oh yeah, shake those money makers baby." This comment made Brandy giggle and relax some. Time to do something else, she thought...so she slowly lowered her hands, running them through her short brown hair, across her lips, down her neck, then lightly over her breasts, down her flat tummy past her belly button and then out to her hips. With her hands resting there Brandy began slowly turning. With her back finally to him, she danced closer, looking at her uncle over her shoulder. She wanted to keep an eye on him while she wiggled her behind. Her big brown eyes half open beneath her long lashes. He seems to like this, I guess I can do a little more, she thought. She was beginning to lose herself in the music, as she moistened her lips and opened her mouth slightly, in a suggestive way. Suddenly her uncle reached out and pulled at the sarong, freeing it from her swaying hips. This startled her a bit, "I didn't tell you to stop." With his gaze focused on her bum she bent slightly at the waist, stuck it out and began to wiggle it back and forth. "Yeah, move that hot ass!" She smiled coyly and obediently complied, wigging her ass faster, almost causing it to come out of her small bikini bottom. Brandy loved attention and she was quickly learning, she also liked being told what to do. Too much sun, beer and dancing was causing her to feel funny. She noticed the crotch of her bikini bottoms were getting slightly wet. Her audience of one was certainly getting turned on, his bathing suit was starting to tent up in front. Seeing that made her think that she should probably end this performance and would slowly dance her way to the bedroom door. But before she could reach her sarong, she felt her uncle's large hands lock onto her waist. He pulled her close and reaching behind her began to fondle her ass cheeks. "Uncle Brian!" Brandy was shocked and was trying to figure out what to do when he began squeezing it harder. He groaned, "so round, so firm...did you like shaking your little ass for me baby?" His beer breath was hot of her face. She was trying to push away, but was trapped, standing between his legs. A slap on her ass brought her back to his question. Brandy decided it was best not to upset him and nervously replied, "yes." "Yes what?" "Yes, I liked shaking my, uh, ass for you." She tried again to back away, but his hands were like a vice on her tiny frame and he easily raised her up onto his lap, facing him. She tried to wiggle off. "Uncle Brian, I think I should go now." "But we're not done playing. Remember when you would sit on my lap and pretend to ride a horse?" She looked at him quizzically. "That was long time ago, uncle Brian. I'm too old for that." "Maybe, but not too big." He leaned back and said, "time to ride the horse baby. Ride the horsey baby. Bounce." There wasn't much fabric between them and as he began bouncing her up and down on his lap she could feel his rock-hard erection pressing against her. Brandy's head was spinning, how had she let this go so far? "P-please. Let me go. I don't want to play anymore," she panted. Their playing caused her breasts to bounce in the tiny top, much to his delight. She tried to steady them by letting go of her captor and cupping her breasts. This only caused her uncle to fixate even more on them. "Oh yeah, play with your tits baby." Feeling completely at his mercy, she looked down at them, they fit perfectly in her small hands and she began kneading her tender mounds. She could feel her nipples stiffen, as they poked through the meager bikini fabric. Brandy closed her eyes and started panting, despite her fear, she was getting aroused from the stimulation to her. "Show them to me, take off that top," he groaned. She slid the straps off her shoulders, then reached behind and unclasped it. Her breasts sprung free and seemed to be defying gravity as they sat proudly on her petite body. He raised her up off his lap a bit in order to get his mouth on them. Brandy cringed as she felt his unshaven and rough face slobbering all over her breasts. He began sucking on her nipples which caused her whimper. "I know you like this baby." He turned and plopped her down on the bed and quickly removed his trunks. Brandy looked for an escape route, but all she could see was his huge throbbing erection, which made her gasp. It was huge! He straddled her and with his cock only inches from her face, Brandy felt as if she was being held at gunpoint. With one hand wrapped around his thick cock, he placed the other one under her head. "Now open that pretty mouth Brandy and show me what a naughty girl you are," he ordered. With no other options, she slowly parted her lips, allowing him to feed it to her. Her uncle groaned loudly as he began sliding it in and out of her mouth. "Ugh, oh yeah. That's it baby, suck it, suck it good." Brandy's mouth was warm and wet and when she let out a little whimper, it only turned her uncle on more. He slid it out, but held it on her lips. Use your tongue, lick it. She obeyed by running her tongue along the underside of of it, much to her uncles delight. Feeling like he might cum soon, he quickly moved away from her face and slid himself down the bed. She gasped as he pulled her bikini bottoms down and slid his cock head along her wet pussy. "No, don't! We can't," she pleaded. Despite her last attempts to stop him, her uncle lifted her legs and began to snake his considerable cock into her. He groaned at the feeling of her tight young pussy slowly giving way. His cock was longer than any Brandy had felt before and seemed to fill her completely. The old bed creaked loudly as Brandy was assaulted with quick, desperate thrusts. Despite her disgust, Brandy began to moan loudly in rhythm to the sounds of the bed. Her uncle began to taunt her, "yeah, you like it don't you baby? Such a naughty little girl. Strutting around in your bikini, teasing me." "Uh, uh, uh, yes," she whispered. "Louder! Tell me what a naughty little girl you are." "Yes! Oh yes! I'm naughty! I wore my bikini just for you. I'm a naughty little girl." As she said these words Brandy arched her back and tossed her head from side to side, as a powerful orgasm gripped her tiny body. As she came back to the moment she had to look away from her uncle who was breathing and grunting, like an animal on top of her. She could feel his balls tightening as they slapped against her bum and finally erupting. "Oh yeah, ugh!" He continued to thrust, pumping a massive load of cum into Brandy, filling her with shame. As he slowed down and began to rest on top of her, Brandy's averted gaze to the nearby window. Outside she could see her young cousins playing, her aunts and uncles talking. The reality of the situation hit her hard. How she now longed to be out there now, engaged in a boring conversation with one of the adults or playing in the sand with one of the kids. She felt humiliated. She squirmed out from under her uncle and began collecting her clothes. He didn't say a word, he simply laid on the bed breathing loudly. A small amount of cum trickled down Brandy's leg as she fled from the room, dressing in the kitchen she attempted to regain some composure for a quick dash to her cabin. No one really noticed as she made her way outside and to the next cabin, the one she was actually staying in. Brandy closed and locked the door, hoping to put the events of the afternoon behind her. Little did she know, her wild family reunion, was only just beginning. Brandy's Family Reunion Ch. 02 Brandy spent the next few days sunning her beautiful little, 19-year old body and putting the encounter with her uncle behind her. She was causing quite a stir at the lake, as she seemed to to have a new bikini on everyday. Her female relatives were starting to become annoyed, while her male relatives couldn't wait until she appeared on the beach everyday, to strut her stuff. She was the center of attention at the family reunion and she liked it that way. She had no shortage of offers to fetch her something to eat, drink, or to apply some extra sun screen. Of her admirers, her cousin Bobby was at the top of the list. Though for him, Brandy was more like an obsession. It all began a few years earlier, when he first saw her in her high school cheerleading uniform, and grew more intense over time. The skirt on her uniform was so short that the slightest move caused it to rise and reveal the cheeky bloomers underneath. Something Brandy either didn't mind, or was completely oblivious to. Her team was called the Terriers and after a big cheer, they would bark, to get the crowd fired up. The image of Brandy bouncing around in that uniform, with a big smile on her face, barking like a dog, was burned into his mind and fueled many fantasies. This reunion was only making matters worse as he was met with the sight of her barely-clad body, everyday at the lake. Today Brandy was adorned in a string-bikini which was no more than some small triangles of yellow material with pink string tying them together. When Bobby saw her sitting in a lounge chair sucking on a red popsicle, he quickly took up a spot nearby to get a better look. He tried to not be too obvious, but he couldn't stop starring at her. Brandy lowered her large sunglasses, when she noticed her cousin fixating on her. She enjoyed teasing him on occasion, considering him a bit of a nerd. He's better with video games, than people, she once said. She decided to make a show of it, slowly sliding it in and out of her mouth. She had no idea just how obsessed Bobby was with her. If she did, she would have been far more careful. Bobby mustered a meek question, "enjoying yourself Brandy?" "I am, but, not as much as you seem to be. Hee, hee" This comment was not only in reference to his starring, but also the slight bulge, which had appeared in his bathing suit. Bobby stammered a bit, unsure of what to say. Brandy giggled as he quickly retreated back to his cabin. He was eager to avoid being embarrassed further and anxious to indulge in one of his Brandy-fantasies. In his room be laid back on his bed and pictured her as he had just seen, in her yellow and pink bikini. But in his fantasy, he was sitting atop her, applying sunscreen to her back, while Brandy purred beneath him. "Mmm, oh Bobby, that feels so good. Lower, please." As Bobby worked his hands down her back, she corrected him. "No, I mean here..." with those words, Brandy reached back and pulled down her bikini bottoms, offering her ass to him. "Please touch me here Bobby. Touch my little tush." Bobby was groaning and stroking his cock with gusto, when his cell phone buzzed. He saw it was his pal Ricky, who he had been spending most of his time with this summer. Ricky was an awkward guy, kinda chubby and was even less successful at dating than Bobby. The two 18-year olds met years ago at the lake and became good friends. Ricky was staying with his family in a house they rented, a few minutes down the road from the cabins, where the reunion was taking place. Bobby sighed, but decided to answer it. "Yeah..." "Bobby, you're not gonna believe what I just found online. I swear, its your hot cousin Brandy." Bobby was frozen in place as he listened intently. In his never ending quest for his own masturbatory material, Ricky had found some spring-break, wet t-shirt contest photos, online. One which clearly showed Brandy in a line-up of girls, being judged by an enthusiastic crowd. It was then that Bobby hatched his master plan. Today, his fantasy was going to become reality. "Where did you find this?!?" Brandy was starring at the picture of herself, that had just been sent to her cell phone. She was only half listening, as Bobby laid out a deal, on the other end of the line. "What?!? What do you mean?" "You heard me Brandy, I want you to come over here to Ricky's place, this afternoon. You are gonna give us our own private wet t-shirt show." "But Bobby, you're my cousin..." "And you're a spoiled little brat and a tease!" He snapped. "You are finally going to get what you deserve. You are gonna show us, in person, what you did on spring break last year. Wear a white top, so we can get a good look at those tits, or I'll send this photo to your father. What would daddy say if he saw his little princess in a wet t-shirt contest, on a vacation he paid for?" "That's blackmail you disgusting little creep!" "Hey, its not like you haven't done it already...just consider it an encore performance." Brandy's head was spinning. How had she let her friends talk her into that stupid contest? She never thought anyone would find out about it. She took one last look at the image they sent and unsure of what else to do, she agreed to go over to Ricky's house. Brandy dressed in an unassuming way. A pair of jean shorts and a pink, hooded sweatshirt concealed a much more provocative outfit. She was in a daze as she walked away from the cabins later that afternoon, to meet her fate. An SUV slowly approached, stopped and lowered its window. "Hey gorgeous!" "Aunt Vicki! How are you?" "I'm good. Glad to be out of the city for a few days. Have I missed anything?" Brandy paused, "oh, not really, its been a little dull." "With you around girl, how is that possible?" Brandy beamed at the compliment. "Well, we'll spice things up, you and me. How about some quality girl time later with your favorite aunt?" "That sounds good, I could use some. Well, I gotta go." As Brandy left, her aunt adjusted her rear view mirror and licked her lips, watching her niece's rear wiggle away. In a few minutes, Brandy reached the summer rental home and timidly knocked on the front door. The boys welcomed her in and quickly escorted her down to the finished basement. Her big brown eyes looked nervously around the dimly lit room. The floor was carpeted, a couch, entertainment center and a small bar filled the space. Instead of the mischievous smile that usually occupied her mouth, Brandy nervously bit her lip. "Guys, can we talk about this? Maybe we can..." Bobby quickly cut her off. "No. You know our terms." Despite their nervousness, the boys had agreed they would not back down. Ricky lined up three shots on the bar. Brandy decided to accept hers, as the boys downed theirs. A drink might help take the edge off, she thought. Meanwhile Bobby turned on a stereo that filled the room with upbeat music. When she declined a second drink, the boys decided she was ready. "Ok Brandy, it's time to start the show." She sighed, "alright, look...I agreed to this, but no funny business, understand? You are my cousin, for crying out loud. Do you promise to forget about that picture of me?" "Just give us a good show and we'll forget all about the photo we found. Well, we won't ever forget it, but at least we won't show it to anyone." They laughed. She moved to the center of the room, where several beach towels had been laid down. I guess this is my stage, she thought. The boys sat on an old weathered couch and studied her. Brandy's angelic face was framed by shoulder-length, shiny brown hair. A little flower barrette rested in it, to keep her bangs off to the side. Nervously she unzipped her hoodie and tossed it aside, revealing a clingy white camisole. It hugged her breasts and stopped short of her waist, revealing her tight tummy and tiny naval. They whistled as she wiggled, lowering her small shorts. She stepped out of them and looked like a girl who just stepped out of a swimsuit catalog. She revealed a pair of white bikini bottoms, adorned with a blue floral pattern. The bottoms had a gathered vertical seam up the back between her cheeks, which only helped accentuate her perfectly-round ass. "Lets get the show started," they joked as they picked each picked up large soaker-style water guns. Brandy gasped. She had to turn her head to the side as she was blasted by the powerful water guns in the chest. Looking down, her already clingy cami was now like a second skin. Her nipples were dark and clearly visible through the soaked top. The boys lowered their guns and began firing commands at her. "Let's see 'em move, bounce up and down." Brandy felt ashamed as she obediently went up and down on her toes quickly, causing her breasts to jiggle for their amusement. "Whoo-hoo. Keep it it up." After a moment of this, she needed a break, so she began twisting from side to side, making them sway hypnotically. "Oh man!" "Yeah, shake it Brandy!" "Bend over, let's see that ass now!" Brandy turned and slowly began to bend over. The boys were feeling a rush of power and Brandy felt a blast of water hit her right in the ass. The stream strayed from her ass to between her legs and Brandy couldn't believe that it was actually beginning to feel good. She started moving her ass, trying to keep the stream steady on her pussy. She closed her eyes and began panting softly. "Oh, oh." "Dude, I wanna see her dance," Ricky groaned. "Dance Brandy!" Brandy stood up on weak knees and tried to regain her composure. She put her hands behind her head and began gyrating her hips. "You're not smiling like you were in that photo Brandy. How about a big smile?" She plastered a the best smile she could muster on her face and continued to move seductively to the music. "Oh my god! That is so hot!" The boys sat soaking in the sight of a wet Brandy dancing just for them. After dancing with her back to them, she turned around, surprised to see that they both had their cocks out. She tried to ignore the sight and continued to perform, moving to the music and teasingly touching herself. But the boys were just getting started. "Get over here you tease." "Get over here, or we send that photo to your father right now," Ricky chimed in. Defeated, she slowly walked towards them, her heart sank as Bobby told her to get down on her knees. She lowered herself down to the floor before them, feeling humiliated. Bobby ordered her to lift her top. She complied, revealing her perky breasts. While only a B-cup, they appeared large on her petite frame and seemed to defy all laws of gravity. Her nipples were erect and ached to be touched. "Squeeze them together." Brandy cupped them and pushed them together. Her eyes were half-closed and her mouth was open as she fondled herself for them. Bobby then forced his cock between them and began pumping it up and down while Brandy whimpered. After only a minute, Bobby was getting close to cumming. He had other things in mind, so he wasn't bothered when Ricky interrupted them. "My turn!" Ricky grabbed her wrist and brought her hand to him. Brandy understood what he wanted and she began slowly jerking him off. Brandy now knelt between them both, using a hand on each of them. They groaned and and taunted her. "Now apologize for being such a tease." "I'm sorry. I'm sorry for being a tease." They loved hearing her in such a submissive state. "More, don't stop!" "I'm a naughty little tease, Bobby". "Now show us how sorry you are, use your tongue. Lick Ricky's dick." Brandy realized, the sooner they came, the sooner this would all be over. She leaned in, stuck her tongue out and began tickling the tip of his cock. "Oh yeah!" Ricky placed his hand on the top of her head and forced it down. Brandy opened her mouth to protest, but her words were muffled by his cock sliding in. Realizing she no choice she then slowly began bobbing her head up and down, sucking his cock. "Now, isn't that better than a popsicle Brandy?" Bobby taunted. The feeling of a warm, wet mouth on his cock was a sensation Ricky had never felt before. That and the sight of Brandy's head between his legs, was too much for him. "Oh yeah! Here it comes...ugh!" Brandy tried to avoid it, but her head was held in place and she received a mouthful of his cum. She couldn't swallow it fast enough and some leaked out of her mouth. When Ricky finally released her head, he ordered her to lick up what was left. Brandy used her tongue to clean his dick and to lick her lips. A tiny droplet rested on her long eyelashes. She had lost sight of Bobby, but suddenly became aware of him as she felt hands on her tiny waist, raising her up. "I'm not done with you yet." He brought her to the arm of the couch and commanded her to bend over. "Wait! What are you doing?" Ricky was still seated on the couch and grasped her hands, as she was brought into standing, but bent over position. She felt her bikini bottoms being lowered. "You have such a great ass," Bobby groaned as he squeezed her ass cheeks. "No! I didn't agree to this." Brandy looked pleadingly into her captors eyes, but received no sympathy. Ricky held her in place as her cousin clumsily began pushing his cock into her pussy. Brandy gasped, "Oh no! Bobby no please!" Brandy was tight but wet, as Bobby entered her. The feeling of his cock buried deep in the object of his desire was electric for him. "Oh my god, you feel so good." Brandy moaned softly as Bobby began humping her roughly. She felt so vulnerable, being completely at the mercy of her cousin. She greeted each thrust with a whimper. "Oh, oh, oh." Her breasts jiggled beneath her, much to Ricky's amusement, as he watched her submit. Then from behind her, Brandy heard Bobby's latest and most demeaning command. "Bark like a dog for me." Brandy's big brown eyes went wide. "What?!?" "Like you did when you were a cheerleader." Brandy was stunned. "You heard me, bark!" He gave her a slap on the ass for a little extra motivation. She timidly began uttering a small sound. "Woof, woof." Bobby quickened his pace, he knew he wasn't going to last long and decided he was going to make the most of his moment. "Louder, let me hear you bark." Bobby pulled on her hair which caused Brandy to arch her back and respond vocally. "Woof, woof." "Louder, bark like a good little dog." Brandy felt so humiliated, but her arousal was growing with each thrust and every bark. She began pushing her ass back to meet him movements. As she did this she began barking louder and louder. She felt her body tense up and an orgasm shoot through her. "Woof, woof. Oh, oh! Woof, woof!" Pumping harder and harder now, Bobby felt an orgasm approaching, like he had never known before. "Ughhh!" He gripped Brandy's tiny waist and unleashed a load that had been building up for years. He filled Brandy with all the lust and desire he had been holding back for so long. Bobby released her waist and slumped backwards, as Brandy turned and gave him a dirty look. She said nothing, but Bobby nodded, "I'll never show the picture to anyone, I swear." She scooped up her clothes and ran to the stairs. Ricky looked at his friend, in awe. "Dude, I think she actually liked it, I mean, she was into that." The statement was followed by nervous laughter from both boys. It echoed in Brandy's ears as she dressed and quickly made her way out. Back in the safety of her cabin, Brandy kept asking herself, how had she let this happen? She knew she needed to prevent it from happening again, but at her family reunion, that was going to be easier said then done. Brandy's Family Reunion Ch. 03 Brandy looked nervously around the picnic table at the faces of her relatives. They stared back at her with a hunger that frightened the tempting teen. But Brandy wasn't seated at the lakeside table with them, she was lying on it and was totally naked. There seemed to be no escape and an occasional hand would reach out and paw at her. She felt so vulnerable, as they all clearly lusted after her. At the center of the table was an empty hole, for placing an umbrella. Suddenly a cock rose up through it, right between Brandy's legs, making her gasp. It was long, thick and fully erect. She knew what was expected of her, so she got onto her knees, positioning herself over the intruding member. With her relatives encouraging her, she slowly lowered herself onto the cock. Brandy moaned loudly, as she completely impaled herself. Her audience cheered as she began to slide up and down on it. With her arms behind her head and her chest out, she posed like a pin-up model. Brandy settled in on it and began to move her bum rhythmically. Her breasts bouncing freely as she rode the cock. Her moans of pleasure were drowned out by the enthusiastic cheers of her admirers. Brandy was giving an incredible performance, when her Aunt Vicki appeared appeared at the table. She threw a beach towel over her niece's shoulders, shielding her from the rest of the family. A chorus of boos rained down on them as Vicki took Brandy by the hand and helped her down, leading her through the crowd and towards the cabins. As they got closer to them, Brandy heard a phone ringing in the distance. Suddenly Brandy opened her eyes, she was in bed, in her little cabin. Her cell phone ringing from the nightstand. It was a dream. It was just a dream... She reached for the phone. "Did I wake you up princess?" It was her father. "No, no, I'm up Daddy." She tried to sound convincing. Brandy listened groggily as her father informed her that he would be even later than he thought arriving at the lake. Things at the office were not wrapping up as quickly as he had planned. He promised he would be there as soon as he could and that he missed her. "I miss you too, Daddy." As Brandy hung up the the phone, she stared up at the ceiling. He sounds really stressed out, she thought. I hope he's ok. Since she was awake, Brandy decided to hit the beach for a while. As she walked across the soft grass towards the lake, her grandfather called out to her. "Brandy! How about giving me a hand?" Near the picnic area, Brandy's grandfather was firing up a grill. Seeing his granddaughter in her bright, blue bikini, was getting him fired up as well. She smiled and walked towards him with a bounce in her step and in her bikini top. "Hi Papa Jack, what's cookin'?" He laughed at her playful choice of words. "Thought I would get started of on brunch before the natives got restless." Jack was in his glory working the grill and being assisted by his beautiful granddaughter. His sunglasses allowed him to keep one eye on the meat he was cooking and one on Brandy. She wore an apron to keep herself clean, but every time she turned around he got a glimpse of her round little bum, peeking out from the apron opening. "Ok, I think these are just about ready Brandy." "I've got the buns," she innocently replied. "Don't I now it," he joked. Wrapping an arm around her waist and giving her a playful pat on her bum. "Papa Jack!" He scooped up a hot dog. "Ok, Brandy, open those buns." She giggled as he placed the dog inside. "Sure you won't have one?" "No thanks. I only eat veggie burgers and dogs, remember?" "Oh, that's right," he recalled "Besides, I am going out for the day with Aunt Vicki. Speaking of, I am gonna be late. I gotta go jump in the shower." "Not without a kiss for the cook," he countered. "Silly grandpa." She leaned in and gave him a peck on the cheek and scurried back towards her cabin. Brandy had a bad habit of being late, even for things she was looking forward to. Today she had planned to spend the day with her Aunt Vicki. The next town over from the lake was a tourist spot and Vicki knew they could have some quality girl time there. Brandy quickly undressed and jumped in the shower. As she began washing, her mind wandered to the day, almost two years ago, when she attended a pool party at a cousin's house. Brandy had no idea that her white, one-piece suit became transparent, once she emerged from the water. Luckily, her Aunt Vicki swooped in and threw a towel around her and escorted her into the house. But not before Brandy gave many of the guests an unexpected look at her blossoming, young body. As Vicki approached Brandy's cabin, her mind flashed back to that day at the pool party as well. She remembered how much she enjoyed helping Brandy strip out of her wet suit, towel off and put on some dry clothes. Vicki feared her actions were as transparent as her niece's bathing suit. But Brandy seemed totally oblivious and even appreciative of the assistance. Truthfully, it was Vicki who was thankful. Vicki tapped on the front door and then walked right in. She smiled when she heard shower running and walked towards the bathroom. The door was open to allow the steam out, so Vicki peered in. The position of the mirrored medicine cabinet and a clear shower curtain provided her with a perfect view of her gorgeous young niece. Vicki was slightly envious of Brandy's body, it was so young and firm. But her envy was nothing compared to the lust she felt. She watched as Brandy sensually lathered herself up. She seemed to be really enjoying the feel of the hot water on her skin. Basking in the stream as it sprayed her breasts. Then Brandy turned and let the water rinse her little bum. It was so round and plump. To Vicki it looked like a ripe peach, begging to be bitten. Vicki was getting quite aroused and had to calm herself down. Patience Vicki, patience, she told herself. She decided she would bide her time. By the end of the day, that ass will be mine. Brandy skipped into her bedroom, wrapped in in a towel and was surprised to see someone waiting. "Aunt Vicki!" "You didn't forget about our date did you?" "No, no of course not Aunt Vicki." "You better not have, you little freshy. Here, I've laid out some clothes for you to wear." "Oh, uh, thanks, but I was gonna wear..." "No, wear these." Vicki was a striking, dark-haired woman. At 39 years old, she maintained her athletic build from many hours at the gym and on her bike. Her piercing eyes often made people back down, including her niece. "Sure, ok." Vicki had gone through Brandy's drawers and pulled out a pair of small white linen shorts and a ruched, tank-style halter top, with a swirly white, pink and brown pattern. It had a built in bra, so the only other item needed was underwear. For this, Vicki had chosen a tiny white lace thong. She sat on Brandy's bed waiting for the towel to drop, with lust filled eyes. Brandy was proud of her body and enjoyed showing it off. It never occurred to her that her aunt actually wanted to see her naked. So she happily exposed herself and talked excitedly about the day ahead. Vicki smiled approvingly as Brandy revealed her stunningly sexy body, which was toned and now tanned to perfection. They climbed into Vicki's SUV and drove away. Brandy felt happy to be getting away from the lake. Her aunt peppered her with questions about her future plans, which Brandy felt unsure about. So Vicki reassured that she had plenty of time to figure it out and not to worry her pretty little head. Vicki's reassurances were comforting to the younger woman. The conversation turned to boys and then, to Brandy's surprise, to girls! "Have you ever kissed a girl before Brandy?" "Well, one time at a party, we were playing truth or dare. They dared my friend Lauren to kiss me and she did." "Really? Well, how was it?" "It was ok, I guess. I mean, she was a good kisser. Her lips were soft and tasted like cherry lip balm. All the boys were cheering us on." "Yes, I'm sure they enjoyed seeing that. Are you two very close?" "Oh yeah, she is my best friend. We were on the cheerleading squad together." Brandy giggled, "since that night, I call her my bestie, with benies." "Best friends with benefits," Vicki chuckled. She reached over and placed a hand on Brandy's thigh. "You are so cute." Vicki had planned a wonderful day of indulgence for Brandy. She took her niece shopping and bought her some new outfits. She also brought her to a salon for a manicure and pedicure. The only thing Brandy loved more than attention, was being pampered. Today she received plenty of both. Later, they went for a nice lunch out on a deck overlooking the water. Vicki offered Brandy a margarita, which she eagerly accepted. Brandy leaned back in her chair and thought, this is what a summer vacation should be like. On the way back to the car, the Vicki noticed a lingerie boutique. "Brandy let's check this out." "Oh, fun!" As they entered they were greeted by the shopkeeper, an older woman, in her fifties. "Hello ladies. Let me know if I can help you find anything." Besides lingerie, the store also had a selection of adult novelties. Brandy seemed to enjoy browsing the racks and Vicki realized this was a golden opportunity. "See anything you like?" "Well, I really like this, but they don't have my size." Brandy had picked up a sexy lace babydoll with matching thong panty. The shopkeeper was within earshot and responded. "Oh yes, that one is very popular. I will have more in a few days dear, why don't you try back dear?" Vicki saw some adult costumes at the back of store and decided to take a look. There were all the typical outfits, schoolgirl, sexy nurse and french maid. The one that really caught her eye, was a harem girl costume. It was very little material, and what was there was designed to to make the wearer look like a sexy slave. She held it up for Brandy. "You would look great it this. Do you ever go to halloween parties?" "Yeah, my friend Lauren usually has one at her house." "Well, you would really turn heads in this." Brandy thought the costume was hot and eagerly accepted the gift and her aunt's compliments. While Brandy continued to browse the racks, Vicki moved to the register and handed the costume to the cashier. She pointed to a strap-on dildo in the display case below. "I'll take that as well." "You're a lucky woman," the cashier purred as she rang up the items. Vicki noticed the woman, stealing a glance over at Brandy. "Your girlfriend...she is absolutely delicious." "My girlfriend? Yes. Yes, she is." As the pair walked back to the car, Brandy put her arm around her aunt. "Thank you so much Aunt Vicki." Back at Vicki's cabin, Brandy began unpacking her purchases, while her aunt poured them each a glass of wine. After they finished a glass, Vicki suggested Brandy try on her new clothes. "You can model them for me, sort of a little fashion show." "Sure!" Brandy disappeared into the bathroom, while Vicki sat on her bed and poured them a second drink. Using her laptop, she turned on some music. "Ok, let's start the show!" Brandy began parading out every few minutes in a different outfit, posing before her aunt. She did a turn and and walked back into the bathroom. She was really hamming it up, as the wine and attention from her aunt were intoxicating to her. Vicki would nod approvingly and praise her after each new look. After the last outfit, a sexy little black dress, Brandy sat down on the bed next to her aunt. "That was fun! Thank you so much for the new clothes Aunt Vicki." "You're welcome dear. But there is one more to model." Brandy looked at her quizzically. "I really want to see you in that harem girl costume." "Really?" "Do as your told Brandy." Brandy responded to her aunt's stern tone. "Ok." She stood tentatively and walked back into the bathroom. Brandy changed and also put her hair in a ponytail and applied some eyeliner, to give herself a more exotic look. Meanwhile, Vicki called up some arabic music on her laptop as she waited for her niece to emerge from the bathroom. "How are you doing in there, my little harem girl?" "I'm ready, I think." Vicki looked up and could not believe what she saw before her. It was the most erotic sight she had ever seen. Brandy stood posed with one hip thrust out to the side and her hands high above her head. Vicki's eyes traveled down her body. The costume accentuated all of Brandy's best assets. A transparent white veil covered the lower half of her face, drawing attention Brandy's big brown eyes. Her chest was thrust out in a pink sequined and beaded bra with fringe hanging down. The fringe stopped short of her sexy stomach. On her hips hung a sash, with silver coins, that jingled as she moved. The pants were essentially small pink panties, with loose transparent white leggings attached. "What do you think?" She innocently asked. "I think you look like a lovely, little slave. Turn around. Slowly." Brandy giggled and did as she was told. "Mmm, just beautiful. Now, belly dance for me." "Aunt Vicki?" "My pet, while you wear that outfit, you are my slave and you will refer to me as mistress. I want to see you dance and don't disappoint me." Brandy laughed nervously. "Um, yes, mistress." Brandy wasn't sure exactly how to belly dance, but she was enjoying all the gifts and attention from her aunt. Years of dancing and cheerleading had toned her body and Brandy had great instincts on how to move it. She began by making circling motions with her hands over her head. She tried to follow the slow seductive rhythm of the music. Next, she pressed her palms together and moved her head from side to side, while looking directly at her aunt. Who smiled approvingly. Using fluid movements, Brandy's arms began snaking down and out to her sides, while her hips began to sway, shifting her weight from foot to foot. Brandy began sensually rotating her shoulders and undulating her stomach. Her aunt seemed to approve, so she turned to the side and began to exaggerate this movement more. The motion caused her chest and stomach to rise and fall like a wave. "Very nice. Don't stop Brandy." "Yes, mistress." The tempo of the music picked up, so Brandy increased her speed. She began twisting her hips, shimmying from side to to side and causing the coins to jingle. Leaning back slightly, she began twisting, thrusting her hip towards her aunt. A high-pitched horn began to dominate the music. So Brandy moved her body even faster, to keep up. She was losing herself in the seductive music. She had never felt so sexy before, as she did performing like this, for her aunt. She began to turn, still rolling her hips and drawing shapes in the air with her hands. "Now, come closer." Brandy, almost in a trance, swayed her arms overhead as she wiggled her hips and danced to the bed. As her arms moved out in front of her, she twisted her shoulders and breasts, as if offering herself up to her aunt. "Keep dancing." Brandy continued to sway as Vicki placed her hands on Brandy's slender waist. With the teen's sexy stomach only inches from her face, Vicki leaned in, and began planting soft kisses on it. Brandy tried to back away, but was held firmly in place. Vicki paid extra attention to Brandy's small belly button. Licking from below it, up Brandy's abdomen. Brandy shuddered at the feeling of having her stomach touched like this. Before she could even react, she felt herself being turned by her aunt's strong hands. Now facing away, she felt her aunts hands slide down to her hips. Where she promptly removed the sash and tossed it aside. "Aunt Vicki?" "Keeping dancing my pet." Brandy obeyed and continued swaying, she could feel her aunt's hot breath on her behind. "Faster! Shake your ass for me." "Yes mistress." Brandy obediently wiggled her teen tush faster and faster, much to her aunt's delight. Brandy was able to keep her body relatively still and shake her behind, as if it was detached from the rest of her. Vicki smiled wickedly as she watched her niece perform for her. Unable to resist any longer, Vicki pulled the harem pants down. The elastic waistband, which held them up, now sat under Brandy's bum, pressing it up and out even further. Impulsively Brandy reached to pull them back up, but Vicki was quick to reprimand her. Playfully slapping her bum and ordering her to bend over. Brandy complied and was rewarded with a flurry of kisses, licks and playful nibbles on her beautiful bottom. Brandy was surprised by the attention her body was receiving and how good it felt. "Oh! Mistress, what are you doing to me?" Vicki stood her niece up and wrapped her arms around her from behind. She pressed her body against the smaller woman and kissed her neck, while one hand reached around and began caressing her breasts. Brandy breathed heavily as Vicki began whispering in her ear and nibbling on it. "Did you like dancing for me, my pet?" "Yes mistress." "Are you a good little slave, that does as she's told?" "Yes mistress." Vicki glanced up and checked the mirror above the dresser, to see Brandy's face. Her eyes were half open as Vicki reached for the clasp that held the sequined top on and undid it. Vicki watched her niece's reflection as she squeezed her perfectly perky, teen breasts. "I liked watching you shake these for me." Brandy's only response was to lean back, rest her head on her aunt's shoulder and close her eyes. Surrendering herself completely. When Brandy offered no resistance to being undressed, Vicki pulled the harem pants down to the floor allowing Brandy to step out of them. Vicki took a moment to look her niece up and down. Brandy stood, panting, completely naked except for the veil, which hung just below her big brown eyes. Vicki escorted Brandy to her bed and ordered her to lay down. Brandy stared wide-eyed at her aunt, as she began to undress herself. Leaving only a black lace bra and matching panty. She climbed onto the bed and onto her prey, ready to satisfy her wildest desires. Vicki lifted the veil and ran a finger across her nieces full lips. She eased one into Brandy's mouth and played with her tongue. Instinctively, Brandy began sucking on the finger. Vicki leaned in and replaced her finger with her lips. Kissing her niece deeply and passionately, while her wet finger found one of Brandy's hard nipples. She continued to kiss Brandy, down her neck, to her breasts. Sucking one sensitive nipple and then the other. Vicki's talented tongue continued its journey down Brandy's beautiful body. Kissing and licking the teen's tight tummy. When her aunt's head moved down between Brandy's legs to her shaved pussy, it caused her to tense up. No one had ever gone down on her before and she wasn't sure what it was going to feel like. "Mistress? What are you going to do?" "I am going to taste your sweet little pussy," Vicki purred. The comment filled Brandy with fear and anticipation. Vicki licked up and down her nieces outer lips, making Brandy gasp. She was warm, wet and despite her fear, wanted more. Vicki had eaten a lot of pussy in her day, but none were this sweet or satisfying. She listened as Brandy began to pant and toss her head from side to side. "Oh, oh!" Vicki buried her face between Brandy's legs and worked her tongue deeper inside of her, causing her niece to writhe around on the bed. "Oh, oh! Oh mistress!" "Mmm, you taste so good baby. You're sweet as honey." Vicki spread Brandy's pussy with her fingers and licked her clit. Vicki paused to ask, "who does your little honey pot belong to?" Between moans Brandy mustered a meek response. "To you mistress, my little honey pot belongs to you." Brandy's Family Reunion Ch. 03 After hearing this Vicki aggressively continued her assault on Brandy's clit. Brandy arched her back and screamed, "Oh! Oh yes! Yes! Yes!" Shaking as an intense orgasm took hold of her. Brandy felt so warm inside and saw stars when she finally opened her eyes. The next thing she saw, was her aunt, with her panties off, straddle her face. She looked down at Brandy, "lick your lips for me." Brandy obediently moistened her lips, slowly running her tongue across them. Vicki had to smile at just how submissive her niece had turned out to be. She lowered herself towards Brandy face. "Now lick my lips." Timidly Brandy stuck her tongue back out and ran it up and down her aunts pussy. Brandy was surprised to learn that she didn't mind the taste of her aunt. She had never been this intimate with a woman before, but she tried to mimic what her aunt had done to her. Vicki pulled herself open, exposing herself to Brandy's tongue. "That a girl, keep licking baby." Vicki clutched at her breast with one hand took Brandy's head with the other, forcing her against her pussy. Vicki was so turned on, straddling her nieces face, its didn't take long for her to enjoy her own orgasm. "I'm cumming baby," she groaned. While Brandy tried to catch her breath and wipe her mouth, Vicki reached into bag near the bed. She pulled out the other item from their shopping trip, a strap-on dildo. Brandy panicked when she saw all nine inches of it pointing at her, from between her aunt's legs. "Roll over and get on all fours my pet. Show me that delicious little ass." Brandy did as she was told, but looked over her shoulder with fear in her eyes. While Vicki's eyes were focused on the single greatest object of her lust. It stuck up and out teasingly, completely round and firm. "What are you going to do to me mistress?" Brandy's tiny pink asshole was in full view and Vicki couldn't resist leaning in and gently teasing it with her tongue. "Oh my!" This sensation was both strange and wonderful to Brandy. Brandy was trembling as she was introduced to pleasures she had never known. "Now just relax my pet, you need a good fucking and your mistress is going to give it to you." Vicki gripped her nieces slender waist and positioned the tip of the dildo at her pussy, penetrating the petite princess. "Oh no! Please mistress, it's too big for me." But Vicki was not to be deterred, she eased the tip of it into Brandy's tight teen pussy. Once Vicki felt she had accepted her fate, she began feeding the rest of it into her. Brandy squealed as her aunt began to ride her, forcing the dildo in and out, deeper and deeper. Vicki loved the feeling of completely dominating her niece and watching as any pain was slowly turning into pleasure for her. Vicki also enjoyed the sight of the round bubble-butt bouncing, as it absorbed each thrust. She decided that some verbal teasing was also in order. She slapped Brandy's behind. "Look at that naughty ass! Only a naughty little slave girl would shake her ass like that. You love wiggling your ass for me, don't you?" "Oh, yes mistress." Vicki stopped thrusting, but continued her verbal assault. "You're going to have to move that ass if you want to cum. Are you going to cum for me baby?" Brandy began grinding herself on the dildo without hesitation. Her bum slapping back against her aunt. "Cum for your mistress. Show me who that naughty little ass belongs to." Brandy clenched her ass cheeks, seizing the silicone rod as she came on it. "Oh! Oh! My naughty little ass belongs to you! Oh! Oh!" Brandy screamed and her body went rigid. It resembled a seizure, from where Vicki knelt behind her. Once it passed Brandy slumped down on the bed and her aunt allowed the didlo to slide from her. Vicki held Brandy tight as she trembled, recovering from her second powerful orgasm. Exhausted, she eventually fell fast asleep in Vicki's arms. Brandy's erotic dreams continued that night, but they were nothing compared to the real life experiences at her family reunion. Brandy's Family Reunion Ch. 04 Brandy giggled. "What do you mean, what am I wearing? My pajamas." "Describe them? Ok." "Well, I'm wearing a white camisole, with a kitty on it, the bottoms are pink boy shorts, with a little paw prints on them. They're so comfortable; and I look really cute in them. Hee, hee." Brandy was lying on her bed, in the little cabin she was staying in, at her family reunion. She was about to turn in for the night when her she got a call on her cell phone. It was her old boyfriend Scott, who had gone off to college last year, leaving Brandy single. Scott was already at school, preparing for the upcoming football season. He had returned to his dorm room tonight, alone and horny and decided to see what his former high school sweetheart was up to. He was excited to reach her and have her provide some late night entertainment, even if it was from 1,000 miles away. He knew that with enough sweet talk, he could convince her to provide a little dirty talk. "You really miss me? Scotty, that means a lot to me." "Yeah, the reunion is ok. I had a little bikini on today, that you would have loved. It barely kept me covered," she giggled. "My bum looks so good in it." Meanwhile, walking along the edge of the lake was Brandy's grandfather. He often had trouble sleeping and tonight was no exception. Besides Jack, only the stars were out tonight, overlooking the peaceful lake. He sighed, thinking about the eventful day at the reunion. As usual the highlight was his day was being around his granddaughter. The bikini she had worn was at once sweet and super sexy. It was a pink and white plaid design and the edges of the bikini top and waistband of the bottoms were accented with delicate, white lace trim. The style was innocent enough, but the cut of it, combined with Brandy's curvy figure, made I seem almost obscene. The string of Brandy's bikini got caught in the lounge chair where she was sunning herself. As she stood up, the top was practically pulled off, exposing one of her breasts. She adjusted it quickly and asked Jack to retie it behind her head. He shook his head recalling how his hands trembled assisting her. While Brandy's only reaction was to giggle about it. "I guess it could have been worse Papa Jack. It could have been my bikini bottoms that came off. Hee, hee." Brandy loved attention and didn't mind being a little flirt to get it. "There's always tomorrow," her grandfather joked and patted her behind playfully. "Papa Jack!" She laughed. Jack enjoyed stealing a little feel, when he could. He had always been affectionate with his granddaughter and as she developed from a cute little girl into a stunning young woman, he found her even harder to resist. How was it that she could be so cute and so sexy at the same time? Damn, those perky, little breasts, and that ass...he stopped himself. Jack, get a hold of yourself. Glancing towards her cabin, he noticed a dim light, coming from within. The small glow lit a fire in him. "I wonder what Brandy is doing up?" He knew it was wrong, but Jack found himself stalking the small structure and its occupant. Brandy's cabin backed up against a cluster of trees. Jack cut through them, sneaking up to the bedroom window. The windows of the cabins sat low enough, that Jack could easily look right in. With the window partially open, he could see and hear everything inside. Brandy's oral performance now had an audience of two. "Are you thinking about me in that bikini? You know it almost came off today by accident. It got caught on my chair," she giggled. "I ended up flashing my poor grandfather." Jack swallowed hard. She was talking about earlier today. His beautiful granddaughter lay on her bed, in her adorable little pajamas. As she spoke into the phone, her hand was drawing shapes on her bare midriff. Was she getting turned on? Jack certainly was. He felt an immediate erection growing in his shorts watching her. "I wish you were here with me now. Yes, I would do whatever you told me to." Brandy purred. Brandy's voice got softer, as her words got both men harder. "If you were here? Yes. Yes, I would give you that lap dance you always wanted," she giggled. "I would totally strip for you." Brandy's innocent sounding voice, made every provocative thing she said, sound all the more dirty. Jack undid his shorts and took a hold of his stiff cock. Two men were now jerking off to Brandy's sweet voice...two men who couldn't have been further apart in miles or in age. "Are you hard now?" You bet I am Jack thought. "I bet you're touching yourself thinking about me in my bikini." "Ok, ok. Your cock, stroking your cock. Get it nice and hard." "Want me to put your cock in my mouth?" Jack watched intently as Brandy's hand slid gently across the crotch of her panties. She seemed to be fighting the urge to touch herself. C'mon baby, touch yourself...Jack thought. "I'm getting wet, its like you are with me right now." With one hand holding the phone to her, Brandy slipped the other inside her precious little panties. "Yes. Yes, I am touching myself too." "Jackpot!" Her grandfather whispered. "Oh, I'm so wet," Brandy cooed. "You want me to taste it? That's gross!" "Ok. I'll do it for you." Brandy put her finger in her mouth. "Mmm, it's sweet." Brandy reached back into her underwear. "Oh yes! My finger's inside me, oh!" "No, I can't. Don't make me say that." "Ok. Ok, I'll say it." "You're fucking me. You're fucking your little Brandy." Damn, she's hot, Jack thought. "Oh...I'm so turned on. I want you to cum inside me. Oh! Oh yes! Yes!" Brandy was writhing on her bed, building to an orgasm, but her grandfather was already there. He groaned and shot a load of cum against the side of her cabin. "Here it comes baby...ugh!" Brandy sat up quickly and looked toward the window. It was so dark, she didn't notice her grandfather ducking and sneaking away. But he had left a sign of his intentions, on the wall of the cabin, as if marking his territory. Back in his cabin, Jack had a great night of sleep. The following day he tried to act naturally around his granddaughter, but that was hard enough to do before he had seen her having phone sex. She was the most beautiful woman in the world to him. Being in her presence made him so excited and nervous at what she might do next. Jack even felt jealous whenever someone else occupied Brandy's attention, which occurred the very next day. Brandy had gone out to a small swim platform in the lake with her Aunt Vicki, to sunbathe. Depriving Jack of a chance to spend time with her. He watched longingly from the beach as the older woman applied sunscreen to Brandy's bikini-clad body. Brandy was clearly having quite an affect on all her relatives. Jack was desperate to spend some time alone with Brandy and after some thought, he figured out a perfect way. Brandy, though slightly embarrassed by what she did during her recent encounter with her aunt, wasn't trying to avoid her, like she was with her uncle and cousin. Maybe it was because Vicki was a woman. Maybe it was because on a certain level, Brandy enjoyed what they had done and felt somehow less guilty about it. Or maybe it was because Vicki had continued to spoil Brandy, which was difficult for the teen to resist. Out the platform, Brandy relaxed and soaked in more sun and attention from her adoring aunt. "It's hot out here," Brandy sighed. "That's because of you. Damn girl, look at that bikini." Vicki joked. The flirting made Brandy giggle. Today she was showing off a bright teal bikini. It was form fitting and Brandy's natural curves seemed to be in danger of breaking free at any moment. The two women seemed too have developed an understanding. Though Vicki continued to flirt with her niece, she didn't force her to do anything she didn't want to do. Brandy had even spent the night at Vicki's cabin again and was rewarded for it. This time with a pair of earrings, purchased from a local jeweler. The older woman seemed satisfied to cuddle with Brandy and engage in some kissing and mild petting. Both seemed to understand that this arrangement would pass, just as the summer soon would. "Roll over so I can put some sunscreen on your back and get a look at that ass." Brandy giggled and obediently rolled over allowing her aunt to massage sunscreen onto her. "Scotty called me last night." "Really?" "Yeah, I think he is lonely away at school." "That's too bad. Hey, what about your friend Lauren, what is she up to?" "She sent me a text the other day. She enrolled in a catholic college, Trinity. It's about two hours from home." "How do you feel about that?" "I don't know. I would miss her, for sure. Scotty went away, now when she does... I guess I feel like I'm getting left behind." "Are you thinking of joining her?" "Maybe. I was accepted there too, but wasn't sure if I wanted to go. She said she is going to go out for cheerleading. I would love to be with her on the squad. It would be just like old times. But then Daddy would be all alone." "Well, you can't major in cheerleading, unless things have changed since I was in school." They both laughed. Brandy turned back over and looked up into the face of her aunt, searching for answers. "But I know that college is a wonderful experience, whatever you decide to pursue. And...when I think of all the amazing adventures you would have on campus, with that hot little body, well..." Vicki reached for Brandy's belly and began to tickle her. "Stop aunty, please! Stop!" Brandy sat up, looking for an escape from her aunt, who playfully kept tickling her sides. Brandy's shrieks and laughter got the attention of their relatives back on the beach. They watched as the two women stumbled and fell off the platform and into the water with a splash. Immediately they're heads bobbed up above the water, each of them floating in place with one hand clutching the platform, the other wiping the water and hair from their faces. They were both breathing heavily between giggles. Vicki, keeping one hand on the platform, reached underwater and took hold of Brandy. She loved the way Brandy looked back at her, with big brown eyes, still so naïve and full of wonder. Without a word, Vicki slid her hand inside the small bikini bottoms and found Brandy's slit. Brandy gasped and stared with her mouth open as Vicki slid a finger inside of her niece. Brandy looked to the beach and back to her aunt. "Aunt Vicki..." "They have no idea what I'm doing Brandy." Vicki began working her finger in and out of Brandy's pussy. "Oh! Oh, Aunt Vicki." "You're gonna cum for me, right in front of our relatives baby. If you don't, we can get back on the platform and I can eat you out, in front of everyone." Brandy panted as her arousal grew. "Oh..." "Are you gonna cum Brandy?" "Oh, oh, oh." Brandy shook her head in the affirmative. "Is my little Brandy is gonna cum?" Under the water Brandy had wrapped her legs around her aunt and surrendered to her completely. She threw her head back and came. "Yes! Yes! Oh, yes!" The women lingered a bit in the water, allowing Brandy to regain her composure. Later in the day, while having some lunch, Jack approached his granddaughter about going out on the lake with him. He explained how he had rented a boat and would love the company of a beautiful woman. Brandy giggled, "sure, sounds fun Papa Jack." As they spoke Jack tried to keep his eyes on hers, but found it hard to do, as she was a sight to behold. Brandy thought he was a sight as well. Jack had been a handsome man, but that was about 30 years and 30 pounds ago. Today he was wearing a crazy Hawaiian shirt and a hat to cover his now bald head, which was prone to sun burn. She saw her grandfather as a loving, harmless old man. That night Jack stared at the ceiling, thinking about being out on the lake alone with his granddaughter. Which bikini would she wear, her wondered. I'll be the only one there to apply the sunscreen...maybe my hand will slip, maybe she'll want to sunbathe topless. Jack resisted the urge to masturbate as his mind wandered and created various scenarios, in which Brandy somehow ended up exposing herself. The next day Jack had the boat all ready to go, but Brandy was nowhere to be found. Jack wandered along the beach and eventually made his way to Brandy's cabin. He knocked, got no response and poked his head inside. "Brandy? Are you here baby?" He heard nothing and wandered inside. Jack entered the bedroom and sighed. "Where the hell is she?" He was disappointed and a little angry. Jack was really looking forward to the afternoon out on the boat with his granddaughter. Being alone in Brandy's room, made the 75-year old, feel like a teenager again. He felt a nervous energy, as he looked at the bed where she slept and where he had watched her have phone sex. He then noticed the top drawer of her dresser was open. No harm taking a look, he smiled to himself. Jackpot! It was Brandy's underwear drawer, a treasure trove full of colorful pairs of her precious little panties. He reached in and began inspecting them, they were all so small. The meager thongs, which he pictured, rested between her perfect ass cheeks. The lacy ones, which had matching bras and created an incredibly sexy visual in his mind. But his favorites had to be the more innocent pairs. Usually white, with little hearts, teddy bears, ruffled trim, or cute sayings on them like, kissable. Of these the pair that he liked most were white, with frilly pink trim and a tiny pink bow in the front, on the low cut waistband. Such innocent looking underwear, on a stunningly beautiful girl like Brandy, made him mad with lust. He stuffed them into his shorts pocket and wondered again, how she could be so cute and so sexy at the same time? Meanwhile, Brandy had totally forgot that she planned to spend the day with her grandfather. She was driving herself back to town, specifically to the lingerie boutique, where she had gone with her aunt a few days earlier. The shopkeeper had encouraged Brandy to return, for the babydoll nightie, that she had her eye on during her last visit. Her size was now in stock, so Brandy bought it and a few other items. On her way back to the lake Brandy tried again, unsuccessfully, to reach Scott. She was frustrated, as she pulled back into the gravel filled patch of ground where all the cars of her relatives were parked. Why wasn't he returning her calls? Having only one hand on the wheel of her car, she mishandled a turn, into an empty spot, and caught the corner of a large car parked in the next space. "Oh my gosh! What have I done?" Brandy was stunned, but completely unharmed. It was only a slight impact and upon inspecting the cars, she saw that there was somehow no damage to her sporty little car. The larger car, which was the size of a small boat, was not so lucky however. Brandy managed to put a pretty good scratch into it. The car belonged to her grandfather and it was at that moment that she realized, she was supposed to spend today out on the lake with him. "Oh, I am so dead. Daddy always tells me not to talk on my cell while I drive. What am I gonna do?" Brandy knew that her grandfather was going to be angry as well, he loves that car almost as much as he loves me, she thought. But she knew she could get away with it if she played on his affections. He still thinks of me as his little girl, so she took a moment to put her shoulder length, brown hair into pigtails. She checked herself in the car mirror and thought the quick hairstyle made her look extra young and innocent. She gathered her bags and slowly made her way to her grandfather's cabin. On the way she practiced a remorseful look. She nervously knocked on the door and was startled a bit, when her grandfather pulled the door open with an angry look on his face and a drink in his hand. "Brandy! Nice of you to remember me." He turned and walked to the couch in the cabin's small living room and sat down. Brandy closed the door and followed him. She sat by his side and put her hand on his grandfather's leg. Brandy tried to act as upset as she could. She spoke slowly and even adopted a bit of a little girl voice. "Papa Jack, I did something bad. I'm so sorry, please don't be mad at me." Jack looked at her and seemed to melt a bit. He reached up and ran a hand across her soft cheek. He noticed how cute she looked with her hair in pigtails, just like she wore when she was little. "It's ok baby. I can rent the boat again tomorrow, I suppose. I was just looking forward to spending some time with you." "Thank you Papa Jack. But it's not just that, I...I just had a little accident." "Pulling into the parking space, next to you, I scratched your car." "You did what?!?" "Are you ok?" "Yes. But please don't tell Daddy what I did." "How did this happen?" "I was on the phone and I misjudged the turn and Scott never answers and I thought he missed me..." Jack interrupted her babbling. "You were calling that punk kid again? Maybe I should call your father. He should know how naughty you've been. You don't treat me half as well as you treat that son of a bitch!" Brandy's mind raced. Did he know about what she did with Scott the other night? How could he? "Please don't tell Daddy. He is under so much stress back at work. He'll be so disappointed in me." "Like I was disappointed today, waiting for you at the dock? You stood me up? Then you go hit my car?!?" Jack couldn't hide his growing frustration with her. He felt so hurt, so betrayed by her. All he wanted was to spend time with her and she didn't even take him seriously. Jack's face was red, with anger. He sat silently for a moment, and calmed down a bit and took a sip from his glass of whiskey. "What's in the bag? Show me what was so important that you had to blow me off today?" Reluctantly Brandy pulled out the babydoll she purchased earlier. He stared at it in disbelief. "What is that?" "It's a babydoll, Papa Jack." "He ran his hand over the sheer material. You used to be my babydoll," he sighed. "I still am Papa Jack, I still am." She answered hopefully. "Prove it. Go but that on." "What?" "You heard me." "Is that really necessary?" "Don't make me call your father." Brandy was so intimidated by him and was terrified by what he might tell her father. She stood and walked towards the bathroom. If she had been paying attention, she would have noticed a familiar pair of white panties and matching bra in a pile of discarded clothes and dirty towels on the bathroom floor. Meanwhile, Jack went for a pill bottle in his suitcase. He swallowed a small blue pill with another gulp of whiskey. Just in case, he smiled to himself. Brandy emerged from the bathroom wearing her new purchase. Jack watched as she tentatively approached the couch where he waited. She felt embarrassed being seen like this by him, so she stared down at the floor. "Is this what you wanted Papa Jack?" She asked like a little Lolita. The sight of Brandy in the babydoll took Jack's breath away. She looked angelic, sweet and sexy at the same time. Jack sat in stunned silence for a moment. "That is a very naughty outfit Brandy. Turn around, let me see all of you." The ivory colored babydoll had a ruffled spaghetti strap bra, which pushed Brandy's breasts up and out. A small bow sat between the round cleavage inducing cups. A translucent skirt flowed down from the bra and reached her thigh. Brandy's toned and tanned tummy was fully exposed by the sheer fabric. The panties were small triangle of material in the front attached to ruffled, ribbon-like straps that wrapped over her curved hips, met in the back and disappeared into her round bum, in the form of a thong panty.