4 comments/ 179249 views/ 48 favorites Dirty Vacation By: RodSamson42 Disclaimer: The following story is an entirely fictional work based on fictional characters for adult entertainment. It includes details of no real people or events. * Wet sand seeped between their toes as they walked along the hot beach. This "wondrous" vacation had been Grandma Edna's dream since last fall, but it had taken some major convincing for it to come to fruition. After all, she wanted as many family members as she could to pack up and drive down to Destin. She practically wanted a family reunion to take place, but she had to settle for whoever decided to show up. That's where Jennifer came into play. Jennifer was a freshman in college, whose summer was growing excruciatingly dull and boring. She was only going to be home for a whopping two months, so the idea of a summer job was null and void. Why should she have to work, when her student loans would cover all her expenses and then some? The summer days were crawling by, so when Grandma Edna suggested a trip to Destin, Jennifer packed her bags and they hit the road. The trip was a long one and Jennifer slept a good deal of the way. Occasionally, her grandmother would prattle on about something in the news or a relative she was disappointed in; nothing important or very interesting. However, the one small bit of chatter that sparked a little intrigue was the sad case of Uncle Jerry. Several years ago, his wife had passed and Grandmother Edna was distraught that Jerry had turned to alcohol and whores as a means of escape. She wished that he would stop his vices and provide a positive role model for his two boys, but they were already starting to exhibit some of the same perverted behaviors as their father. She was unsure if he was going to join them in Destin. The campsite that Grandmother Edna had picked out was not bustling with people, but it was annoyingly crowded. The two ladies marched across the sand, Grandmother Edna actively scouting out the perfect place for them to set up camp. It couldn't be too close to the ocean or they would run the risk of the tide dragging their tent out to sea. They also didn't want it too close to the road, afraid that a car may come over the embankment and run them over in the middle of the night. Unsure of where to unload, Jennifer took matters into her own hands and chose a plot at the base of a sand dune. It was a little close to the ocean, but they would have to take their chances. It took roughly half an hour to pitch the tent and get everything out of the car. Jennifer did most of the work, her grandmother resting in a cozy camp chair. She wasn't too weak to help, but liked to watch her spoiled granddaughter do a little work every once in awhile. After everything was where it needed to be in the tent, Grandmother Edna laid out an itinerary for the rest of the afternoon-- none of which sounded appealing to Jennifer. Fishing all afternoon was not Jennifer's favorite thing to do in the world, since it would involve putting her well manicured hands around the slimy gills of a cod. However, the sun was shining bright and Jennifer wasn't necessarily put off by the idea of just laying out under the sun while her grandmother fished. Jennifer knelt inside the tent and zipped up the flap. She burrowed through her luggage, searching for the little white two-piece she planned to wear while sunbathing. It covered her 36C breasts very well and looked good on her. After getting dressed and rounding up all the fishing equipment, Jennifer and her grandmother made their way to the beach. The hot sun bathed her tan skin, warming her shapely body. She had been laying there for hours, watching her grandmother skulk at the fish. It came as a bit of a surprise, when she heard the familiar voice of her uncle break the soothing sound of the waves. "How are you?" Grandmother Edna asked, unable to look away from her line. "I'm doing alright," Uncle Jerry answered. "And who do we have here?" "That's Jennifer," Grandmother replied. "She's too good to fish." Blatantly staring at Jennifer's breasts, Jerry took a pause before responding. "How old are you now?" Jennifer looked over her sunglasses at her uncle. He was a big man, with barely a hair on his head. He was overweight and physically unattractive. Jennifer answered his question with her middle finger. Uncle Jerry and Grandmother had a few rounds of small talk. Neither of them caught a thing, but continued to watch the water. During the afternoon, the beach grew packed and annoying. Thankfully, an offer was made that caught Jennifer's attention. "We're going to take a drive down the strip," Jerry said with a smile. "Would you be interested in joining us?" Jennifer took a moment to consider the offer. While her uncle was a pervert, she wouldn't mind getting away from Grandmother Edna for a few hours. After all, the beach was crowded and Jennifer was getting tired of accidentally being stepped on by little kids and having runaway Frisbees landing on her towel. "I'll go," she groaned in response, dusting sand from her hands and knees. Uncle Jerry ogled every movement she made, admiring her slender frame as she glided her jeans over her smooth legs. Jennifer knew he was watching her dress, but didn't want to call him on it—after all, he was going to take her away from this hell. Jennifer pulled a white tank top over her head, retrieved her beach towel, and made her way toward Uncle Jerry's van. Grandmother Edna shook her head, keeping her eyes pinned to the bobber floating gently in the green water. Jennifer knew she didn't approve, but that wasn't going to stop her from trying to have a good time. Uncle Jerry started the rusty van, the vibration from the engine making Jennifer feel slightly uncomfortable. It slowly clunked away from the camp site, then onto the short strip of tourist traps and souvenir shops. "So how's college?" Jerry asked, glancing toward his niece. The cool air from the AC was chilling her sun drenched skin. "It's fine," she answered sharply. Jennifer did not want to spark much of a conversation with Uncle Jerry, knowing it would always lead to him saying something perverted or inappropriate. "I never went to college. Didn't see a need for it," he retorted. "Only reason to go there was to get laid and drink free booze." Jennifer nodded, ignoring her Uncle's misguided views of college. While there was a lot of sex and drinking going on at her school, Jennifer had tried her best to stay away from it. There were a few nights where she let herself go, but it was not something she made a habit of. "Dad, where are we going?" Billy piped in from the backseat. Billy was Jennifer's twenty year old cousin, who was jobless and still living at home with his father. Kenny, her other cousin, was eighteen and worked in a mill. Both were dumb as dirt. "I figured we could check out some of these shops and look for something fun to do. Maybe fireworks," Jerry answered. Jennifer rolled her eyes at the idea. "Are you too good for fireworks?" Jerry asked with a chuckle. "I remember when you were little and fireworks were your favorite. You'd take a sparkler and run around the beach with it, screaming your head off like your arm was on fire." "Don't down our fireworks," Kenny added. "Just because you're a stuck up bitch, doesn't mean you have to ruin our good time" "Watch your damn mouth," Jerry hollered. "Just because Jennifer doesn't show as much enthusiasm for blowing shit up as we do, doesn't mean you can call her that." Uncle Jerry smiled at Jennifer as though he had just committed the word's greatest act of chivalry. She didn't return the gesture. The van pulled into the parking lot of a small beach shop. The wind chimes hanging from the sand covered walkway created a surreal sound as the tourists waded through the giant stacks of inflatable rafts and other beach paraphernalia. When they made it into the shop, it was cluttered with nick knacks made of shells, waiting to be accidentally knocked over. A giant neon pink sign informed customers of the "Break It and Buy It" policy, while bongo music blared through tiny speakers. The owner looked over his newspaper at his newest patrons, watching them stagger through the store. The boys went straight for the bright fireworks display, highlighting such great items as "Tijuana Firecrackers" and an "Exploding Comet Rocket". Jennifer was not impressed, so she made her way to the swimsuit rack. She didn't really need a new swimsuit, but it couldn't hurt her to look. She picked through the outfits, making note that they were all bikinis and a little skimpier than the ones she usually wore. A bright red top with a white floral print caught her eye. She fingered the fabric, wondering how she would look in it. Peering over the clothes rack, she spotted a small changing room in the corner of the store. "What did you find?" Uncle Jerry asked, startling his niece and causing her to drop the bathing suit. He bent down and picked it up, examining the tiny bikini attached to the hanger. "That's a nice little number," Jerry said with a smirk. Jennifer's face grew flush with embarrassment as her uncle handed over the tiny swimsuit. "Would you really wear something like that?" he asked. Jennifer nodded, raising an eyebrow at her uncle's strange question. "Why don't you try it on?" Jerry suggested with a grin. A nervous feeling grew inside her stomach. "I don't have any money," Jennifer explained, coming up with a rational excuse as to why she wouldn't try on the bathing suit. "I'll get it for you," he replied, digging into his wallet. "How much is it?" "Forty," Jennifer answered, flipping over the price tag. "Damn!" Jerry shouted loud enough to get the store owner's attention. "Are you serious?" Jennifer displayed the tag in clear sight of her Uncle's vision. "Go try it on first," he said, pointing in the direction of the changing room. "I'd hate to pay that much and it not fit." Jennifer looked at the bathing suit, then glanced back up at her uncle. It was a really nice gesture on his part to pay for the swimsuit and it made Jennifer wonder if her uncle was trying to mend a few broken fences with the family by coming down this weekend. She let her thoughts rush for a moment, then made her way to the little wooden stall in the corner of the store. It was the size of a closet, with a rusty sliding lock meant to keep out strangers—or keep in predators. She noted a few holes in the ceiling, which she prayed were not peep holes or hiding some sort of camera. The dirty mirror in front of her did not make her look very appealing as she peeled her jeans from her legs and yanked off her tank top. She searched for the knot of her bikini strap, tugging at the bump until the tie loosened. The cups of her bikini fell forward, exposing her ample breasts. She stepped out of her bottoms, letting the musty air of the changing room embrace her nude body. It felt strange being completely naked with her uncle only a few feet away. Jennifer threw the tangled mess of her bikini onto the floor and retrieved the hanger she had brought in. She unclasped her new gift, inspecting the colorful fabric like a shiny new bauble. A startling knock at the door threw Jennifer out of her daze. "How's it going?" she heard Uncle Jerry's voice asking in a "concerned" tone. "Fine," Jennifer replied, catching her breath. She covered up with her hands, though she knew her uncle couldn't see her on the other side of the door. "Are you going to show us what it looks like?" Jerry asked. "Yeah. I'll be out in a second," she answered. Jennifer unhooked the bright red top and guided it under her firm breasts, pulling it taut around her neck. She wrapped her arms around her back, intricately tying the thin strips of fabric into a small bow. While undoing the bottom from the hanger, Jennifer noticed something that made her jaw drop. The bathing suit she had picked out was cut like a thong. Jennifer held the garment in front of the mirror, observing how tiny it was coiled around her fingers. There was a small swatch of fabric to cover her crotch, and the rest, she figured, would probably be squeezed between the cheeks of her ass. Before freaking out, Jennifer decided to try it on and see how it looked. After all, maybe it would cover more than she thought. Jennifer stepped into the tiny bikini bottom and pulled it up around her waste. She felt the thong slip between her round cheeks, creeping slightly too far as she adjusted the minute bit of cloth that covered her loins. She was thankful that she had waxed before the trip, because this bikini was cutting it awfully close. She looked at herself head on in the mirror, thumbing the fabric so that everything that needed to be covered remained that way. She turned around and looked at the back, impressed with what she saw. Her tanned ass appeared completely bare, with the exception of a simple piece of red and white material that vanished between her hips. She loved the way it made her feel, wiggling her hips at the sight of her own lovely body. Jennifer was brought back into reality by her Uncle's raspy voice. "You ready yet, girl?" Jerry yelled from outside the door. "Vacation's almost over." Jennifer hesitated for a moment, debating whether or not she should leave the dressing room. She really liked the bikini, but she wasn't sure if she wanted to walk out into the store. Then again, she thought to herself, "If I won't wear it out into the store, how the hell am I going to wear it on the beach?" Jennifer took in a deep breath and slid the lock to the open position. She let out a sigh, slowly inching the door until it was ajar. Her legs quivered as she stepped into the store, her uncle observing every uneasy movement. "You look good," he hollered. "You like it?" Jennifer shook her head "yes", careful not to let him see her backside. Uncle Jerry looked her over from head to toe, his eyes blatantly staring at her cleavage. After several seconds of pure stupor, Jerry opened his wallet and handed a hundred dollar bill to the owner. He rang up the purchase, eyeing Jennifer and smiling wryly. "I'm glad you found something," Jerry said. "Now what do you say?" "Thank you," Jennifer responded with a haughty tone. Uncle Jerry motioned for her to come closer. Jennifer shuffled forward, her hands behind her back, still attempting to hide her revealing thong. He stretched out his arms, beckoning her to come even closer. Jennifer now assumed that he wanted a hug, which she had managed to avoid giving for nearly twelve years. It would be even more awkward now that she was wearing a skimpy bikini. Jerry leaned forward, embracing the motionless girl with his hairy forearms. He forced his way between her locked elbows, gripping her bare back with his coarse hands. "You're welcome," he said, breathing hot air onto her brittle shoulder. Jerry smelt of stale cigarettes and alcohol, an unusual mixture of odors that Jennifer was not accustomed to breathing in. As he hovered over her, she couldn't help but wonder if her uncle was depressed and in need of intimacy. It was then that Jennifer felt the bulge. She closed her eyes and prayed that the lump she felt against her abdomen was just her uncle's keys. After several seconds of holding, Jerry lowered his hands and pulled away, lightly grazing the skin along her dark thighs. A tingling feeling rushed down her spine as he pulled away. Uncle Jerry took his change from the cashier and stuffed the bills into his wallet. Jennifer stood there, bewildered by her uncle's embrace. Was it normal for a niece to feel so awkward hugging her uncle? She shook it off, quickly walking back to the changing room to retrieve her clothes. "Hold on!" Jerry yelled as Jennifer was propping open the changing room door. "We're going to head back to the ocean in a few, so you might as well just wear that." Jennifer considered what her uncle was saying. Jerry's puffy eyes wondered over her body as she contemplated wearing the new bikini onto the beach. Would grandmother think it was appropriate? Jennifer didn't care. The thought of her grandmother seeing her little girl in this swimsuit was enough to make her want to wear it for the rest of the vacation. After all, she loved pissing off her grandmother more than anything. "Alright," Jennifer answered blankly. She hastily gathered her clothing and met up with her uncle at the store entrance. He hollered for his sons, who came prancing through the store with giant bags of fireworks. Jennifer rolled her eyes at the sight of the two young adults jumping for joy over their packaged light show. The trip to the hotel was short, but obnoxious. Jennifer could feel her cousins' eyes scanning her body from the moment she entered the front seat of the van. "The whore look she's going for is complete," she heard one of her cousins mutter from the backseat. Her uncle, who had been in a daze since they left the store, looked sternly at the road and didn't respond to Billy's off color remark. On top of that, he was sweating profusely even though the AC was on high. The cold air was chilling Jennifer's body, making her pert nipples protrude through the tight fabric of her swimsuit. "When we get back, Jennifer's going to go swimming and I have some business to take care of," her uncle announced. It was a strange thing to say, but the boys seemed to understand exactly what he meant. They pulled up to the hotel, a cheap dump that sat off center against the rushing waves of the gulf shore. Billy and Kenny had their own room next to Jerry's, which Jennifer found a little strange until she remembered that her uncle was a single guy. Perhaps he planned on meeting someone. "Come on in," he said, motioning Jennifer down the breezeway. He unlocked the door with his keycard, making his way into the dimly lit room. Jennifer stepped inside and examined the contents of the small lodging. There was a king-size bed in the center, with two nightstands made of fake wood on either side. An old television sat on top of a dresser, which was next to a tiny micro-fridge. When Jennifer looked up, the bathroom mirror reminded her of how scantily dressed she was. "You want a beer," Jerry asked opening the door of the micro-fridge. Jennifer hadn't had a drink in what seemed like ages, so she decided to take her uncle up on the offer. She let the door shut behind her and took a look inside the fridge. It was filled with nothing but beer. She grasped a cold brew and let the frost sweat onto her hand. As she peeled back the tab, it gave her satisfaction knowing that the cold liquid would soon be poured down her throat. "To our vacation," Jerry toasted, raising his beer to hers. Jennifer held up her can, then let the cool fluid rush into her body. Jennifer hated the taste of beer, but she enjoyed the buzz she got from putting back a few. "So what does a girl like you do for fun?" Jerry asked between sips. "Nothing really," she answered. Why was he asking her this? "You don't go out or spend time with your friends?" he inquired. "Sometimes we go out," Jennifer replied. "That's it." "Do you have a boyfriend?" he mumbled from behind his can. Jennifer was a little put off by the question, but maybe Jerry was just trying to make small talk. "I don't," she answered truthfully. Jennifer had dated a few guys over the last year, but she was not currently in a relationship. She never really cared for long term commitments and preferred having fun with men here and there. "That's a shame," Jerry responded. "You are too damn sexy to go to waste." Jennifer felt her palms begin to sweat and her heart race. That comment had gone a little too far for her comfort and she didn't know how to respond. However, Jerry didn't give her much of a chance. Dirty Vacation Within seconds, he had lunged across the room and tackled Jennifer with the full weight of his body. She fell to the floor, spilling her beer all over the shag carpet. The room began to spin, as Jennifer tried to regain her composure. She could feel her uncle wrestling with her arms, holding her wrists tightly to calm her struggle. Jennifer made an attempt to scream, but it was quickly suppressed by Jerry's calloused hand. "Be still and everything will be alright," he whispered softly into her ear. Jennifer lay prone on her back, whimpering under her uncle's greasy digits. He straddled her legs, keeping his grip solid against her limbs. His body weight kept her pinned to the ground. "I just want a kiss," he jeered, cracking a wide smile. A muffled squeal escaped Jerry's grasp, Jennifer's hot breath percolating through the cracks. "If you promise not to scream, I'll take my hand away," he bargained. Jennifer uttered something inaudible and her uncle removed his hand. Jennifer gasped for air, a burning sensation forming in her lungs. "All I want to do is kiss you," he said once more. Puckering his dry lips, he closed in on his prey. Jennifer shut her eyes, awaiting her uncle's unwanted embrace. Jerry lowered his lips to her tear soaked cheek, lightly nuzzling the pink flesh. The scruff of his chin rubbed harshly against her jaw line, as he glided to the other side of her face. He pecked at her opposing cheek, then made his way to her neckline. Jennifer squirmed with each suckle of her uncle's sloppy kisses. The nape of her neck was soaked with saliva. She was very sensitive in that area and small sensations of warmth were flowing throughout her body. Uncle Jerry pulled back and looked deeply into Jennifer's eyes. He gathered her wrists between his pinky and thumb, relieving his other hand to dig inside his pockets. She thought that her uncle was pleasuring himself, but when he pulled out a long rope, she knew that he had a different plan. As her uncle lowered himself once more, Jennifer let loose. She screamed at the top of her lungs, kicking and trying to undo his hold. Jerry looped the rope around her wrists several times, pulling it tight until she knew it was hopeless. He tied the other end to the foot of the bed. "I thought I told you not to scream," scolded Jerry. Jennifer continued to wail, despite her uncle's bitter tone. She didn't hear anyone coming to her rescue. "We're at the end of the hall and my boys could care less what's going on in here." Jerry was right. Billy and Kenny were listening next door, but they were so used to hearing the sounds that billow from their father's hotel room, that it was not unusual. They just sat around and listened, wondering what type of sexual antics there father was getting into. On a few occasions, the two young men had peeked in on their father to get a quick look at what was going on. Sometimes the woman would be attractive--a twenty-something call girl that knew how to fuck like a porn star. Other times it would be a skanky whore that their father would demean into the wee hours of the night. Regardless, the boys listened, curious as to what their father had scrounged up in the parking lot. Jerry rested his hands on Jennifer's toned stomach, watching his niece continue her struggle under his weight. He circled his index finger around her navel, forcing a giggle to slip out between screams. Jennifer wondered what her uncle had planned and she was not sure that she wanted to be a part of it. "I have watched you grow from a little girl into a beautiful woman," her uncle said with a hint of sincerity. "You used to sit on my lap and I would hold you. Now that you're all grown up, I wouldn't mind going back to those times." Jerry leaned into Jennifer, wrenching his arms between her shoulders and the floor. He searched her neck for the small bow that kept her top nice and taut. He grinned when he found it. With her uncle practically lying on top of her, there wasn't much she could do. Jennifer considered biting him, but she feared how he might react. After all, she was tied up and defenseless. Jerry anxiously undid the tie strings, letting them pass gracefully into her raven hair. With her top now undone, Jennifer grew fearful of her uncle's next move. She felt his hand wander along the top of her chest, moving dangerously close to her unrestrained breasts. "I've wanted to see these tits since the day you turned legal...maybe even a few days before," Jerry hollered, yanking down the cups of Jennifer's bathing suit. Her breasts were now completely exposed, mere inches from her uncle's lust filled eyes. Jerry licked his chops, gazing at his niece's dark breasts and small, pink nipples. His eyes did not wander for what seemed like an eternity, focusing on the beautiful package he had just unwrapped. Jennifer took in a deep breath, expelling a blood curdling scream. Jerry was unrelenting, ignoring his niece's feeble cry. He traced her neckline with his index finger, gently roaming toward her deep cleavage. He pressed firmly against Jennifer's breastbone, taking a moment to feel her heart pound beneath her heaving chest. Starting at her midriff, Jerry's hands slithered up her shapely body, grasping the mounds of flesh that sat firmly upon her chest. Jennifer tried not to panic, feeling a small pang of pleasure when the old man's hands connected with her hard nipples. "These are perfect," Jerry commented, kneading Jennifer's firm breasts with his rough palms. "How many guys have played with these?" Jennifer did not answer, trying her best to conceal any type of satisfaction that was looming from her uncle's actions. Jerry squeezed Jennifer's breasts, pulling them forward. He buried his head between her cleavage, the coarseness of his face irritating her sensitive flesh. Jennifer felt her uncle's wet tongue sully her skin, then move in on her pert nipples. He locked his lips around the erect nub, his tongue whipping away at her little tit. Jennifer squealed with more pleasure than pain. Her uncle took notice, continuing to roll his tongue over the receptive area. At one point, Jennifer could hear her uncle suckling hard; practically inhaling her right breast. After several minutes of focusing on the upper part of her body, Jerry decided to move south. Jennifer was still tied to the bed, unable to fight off her uncle's advances. She felt some relief when he rose off of her numb hips and onto the floor beside her. "Let's see what's under here," he said, hastily undoing all of her bikini ties. Jennifer twisted her legs, wrestling to keep her decency-- it was no use. Jerry snatched the small bit of fabric that covered her crotch, easily removing it from between her legs. She felt the thong rip between her cheeks, briefly teasing her anal cleft. Jerry palmed both parts of the bikini, taking a quick sniff before sliding it into his pocket. Jennifer was embarrassed, lying prone and naked in front of her uncle. She attempted to kick, but it was weak. Her uncle dodged the ineffective attack, clutching Jennifer's ankles with a solid grip. "Put your legs down," he commanded. "I promise that I won't hurt you and that you'll enjoy this." Jennifer looked into her uncle's dark eyes, searching for a reason for his madness. Why was he doing this? Was he really that attracted to her? Was she such a tease, that she drove men to this? These thoughts were interrupted when she felt her uncle's paws outlining the small triangular tuft of hair just above her slit. "I always figured you were clean shaven," Jerry said with a smile. He guided his finger down the length of her slit, tickling the pink flesh between his niece's legs. Jennifer squirmed, a sense of affliction rising in her body. He spread her open, gliding his finger through her moist lips. A small plash of liquid coated the tip, which he made sure to show her. "This is interesting," he said wryly, turning his finger so that it glistened in the dim light. Jennifer's face became flush with shame. Was she enjoying this? Jerry jerked Jennifer's legs apart and dove into her waiting pussy. He licked furiously at her slit, lapping up the moisture along her lips. She cringed with each swipe of his tongue, feeling the smooth texture of his muscle prod inside of her. Making a V-shape with his fingers, Jerry spread Jennifer's slippery lips. He purposely pulled upward, exposing her tiny clit. She braced herself, knowing that even the slightest touch to her clit would drive her wild. Jerry submerged his face onto her pussy, extending his tongue so that it lightly grazed the vulnerable knob. Hundreds of nerve endings pulsed through Jennifer's body, sending an intense chill to her spine. She bucked into her uncle's face, who took it as a sign that she was satisfied with his actions. Using the tip of his tongue, Jerry made a circular motion around her clit. This drove Jennifer insane, causing her to ball her fist from beyond her restraints. She didn't want to moan, but she knew that if her uncle kept up, she wouldn't be able to hold back. Judging by the juices flowing from her wet pussy, Jerry knew that he was truly pleasuring his niece. He held her down at the hips and began to lightly flick his tongue against her clit. Jennifer bit her lower lip, pleasure rippling through every inch of her skin. Feeling the rush of an orgasm approaching, Jennifer gave up and let out a hushed moan. Jerry took a moment to laugh at her release, and then went back to pleasing her clit. Billy and Kenny were still listening next door. They could hear the muffled exchange between a woman and their father, but neither could distinguish what was actually being said. All they knew was that their father must be having one hell of a time. "You want to take a peek?" Kenny asked, flipping through a pamphlet on jet skiing. "Maybe in a minute," Billy replied. "I wouldn't mind seeing what his bitch looks like." With each passing of Jerry's tongue, Jennifer wailed with sheer ecstasy. Her uncle was driving her to the brink of an intense orgasm that she could not contain. When Jennifer began to heavily resist his grip, Jerry let go and allowed his young niece to buck against his face. Her bare ass rose inches off the ground, forcing her pussy into Jerry's slick tongue. Seizing the moment, Jerry dug his fingers into the soft skin of Jennifer's ass. He pulled her even closer to his face, enjoying the consent of his beautiful niece. "Don't stop!" she screamed, a charge of energy surging inside. "Please don't stop!" Her uncle did as she commanded, speedily tapping the tip of his tongue to her clit. Jennifer's entire body began to spasm with pangs of pleasure reaching each and every nerve. She screamed in bliss, howling from the erotic embrace that her uncle had so forcefully given her. As she came, her uncle never let up, continuing to lick her wet opening and allowing his niece to feel the entire expanse of her orgasm. As she lay there exhausted, Jerry let his head rest on the young girl's pelvis. The sweet smell of her juices had filled the air, causing the hotel room to smell of sex. It was in that moment that the reality of what had just happened sank in. The orgasm was absolutely wonderful, but it had been instigated by her uncle. Was she some kind of sick freak? "It's my turn," Jerry announced, jumping to his feet. Jennifer knew exactly what he meant by that comment. "I will untie you, but don't even think of running out of here." "Why not?" Jennifer asked, still catching her breath. "You're not dressed and I wouldn't have a problem locking you out if I needed to." The idea of being alone and naked outside of the hotel room frightened Jennifer. She didn't have a way to get back to the camp site and how would she explain all this to her grandmother. If she decided to run, who knows what pervert would pick her up off the street. Jerry had her trapped. "I won't run," Jennifer answered coyly. "That's a good girl," he responded. "Besides, I think you enjoyed that." Jennifer blushed as her uncle untied the ropes from the foot of the bed. Rubbing her sore wrists, Jennifer noticed that there were bright red marks from where she had struggled. Maybe they would fade by the time she went back to the camp site. "On the bed," Jerry commanded. Jennifer hesitated for a moment, then plopped onto the edge. The bed had a lot of give, probably having been fucked on thousands of times by horny tourists. Jennifer looked down at her body and felt the adrenaline return to her brain. For a moment she had grown comfortable being naked in front of her uncle, but seeing herself and rationalizing had made her more aware of what was going on. She was certainly brought back into reality as she watched her uncle undress. Jerry was in his early fifties, overweight, and balding. He took off his shirt, unveiling his hairy grey chest and beer belly. Jennifer squinted, not knowing whether to be sad or disgusted. This feeling was stirred up once more when her uncle undid his pants and exposed himself to the girl of half his age. Jerry's bony legs were as hairy as his chest and added to the whole out of shape look he must have been going for. While Jennifer had viewed more of her uncle's ugly body than she had ever wanted to, the part that she was the most turned off by was his erect cock. It wasn't that his cock was unattractive, since she thought most of them looked the same to begin with. Nor was it that his balls were large and drooped really low to the ground. The forest of grey and black pubic hair was not an actual turn off, but it was something else that Jennifer could not put her finger on. Jennifer contemplated what it was, deciding that it was just the whole picture of her nude uncle that was unsettling and eerie. "Have you sucked cock before?" Jerry asked, not anticipating an actual answer. "Yes," Jennifer responded. She was tired of being timid. "Why don't you show me what you can do?" he said, swinging his cock inches from her face. Jennifer tried to picture herself somewhere else; on the beach playing volleyball, at school, watching TV. None of those images did her any good when she opened her mouth and her uncle's dirty cock slipped inside. She could taste the salty sweat of his foreskin sliding along her tongue. She did nothing, letting her uncle thrust in and out at his own will. She just sat there like a statue, her jaw hung open for the pleasure of her uncle. "This is not going to work," he said, pulling out. "If this is how you give your boyfriends head, they're never gong to stay with you." Jennifer looked down, thinking of the other men she had given head to. Without a doubt, she knew how to perform oral sex and please a man—it was just that the thought of doing it to her uncle was so taboo. "I think that you're trying to make me do all the work, which wasn't the case when you were down on the floor. If you can't help me out here, then I'll just throw you out. Why don't you get on your knees and show me what you know." Jennifer considered what he was saying and let out a sigh. She was still a little shook up from her uncle's lashing of her pussy, and couldn't help but feel that it was necessary to reciprocate. Jennifer made her decision and knelt down on the floor. Her uncle was pleased. Jennifer clutched her uncle's member, holding it tightly in her sweaty palm. She pumped his shaft close to the base, watching as each downward stroke made his cockhead swell. "That's a good girl," he said, twirling her hair. "You've made it nice and hard." Shutting her eyes, Jennifer took the tip of her uncle's cock between her silky lips. Using her tongue, she pressed against the bulbous head and the tiny slit at the tip, swirling and encircling the rim and every sensitive nerve atop his dick. The feeling brought noticeable pleasure to her uncle, who was moaning out loud. "You are a damn tease," he said, gripping the back of her head. "You've teased me your whole life, now I finally get a chance to try you out." Jennifer took his cock further into her mouth, letting the head slide against the rigid roof of her palette. Four inches of cock was swelling between her cheeks, and she couldn't help but feel excited that she was the cause of it all. She eyed her uncle every once and awhile as she eased herself up and down the length. Jerry's face was a bright red, sweat pouring from his balding head. "So good," he commented, tangling his hands in her black locks. "Is it alright for you?" Jennifer shrugged and continued to suck. There wasn't really a good way to answer that question. Jerry repositioned Jennifer's hand so that she was now holding his balls. Rolling his testicles in her warm palm, she decided to take him deeper. Relaxing her throat muscles, Jennifer led his cock down as far as it would go, holding it firmly in place when she felt her nose touch his coarse pubic hair. She was fine for a moment, and then felt a burning sensation inside. Gagging, she pulled away quickly and let her uncle's cock flail left and right. "I don't think you're ready to take a whole cock in your mouth," her uncle joked. "I've seen very few women that could put that much dick in their mouth." Jennifer didn't know whether she should be proud or embarrassed at her uncle's remark. She wiped the saliva from the corner of her thin lips and returned to sucking. Kenny and Billy peered through the curtains of their father's window, trying to catch a glimpse of the whore in the room. Billy noticed the tan girl bobbing back and forth on their father's cock. Kenny took a peek, licking his lips at the sight of her large bouncing tits and her round ass poking into the air. He wondered if he could acquire her services later that night. They watched for several minutes, when Billy finally came to a realization. "Shit!" he yelled. "Shut up," Kenny replied. "I know it's hot, but be quiet." "That's Jennifer," stuttered Billy. "No way," said Kenny. He took a closer look and his jaw dropped to the floor. "I told you," Billy said, punching his brother in the shoulder. "Our cousin knows how to suck some cock," Kenny said with a smirk. "Who knew that stuck up bitch had it in her." After a few more minutes of working her uncle's cock, Jerry voluntarily pulled out. "Stand up," he commanded. "We're going outside." "But you said I wouldn't have to if I did what you told me to," Jennifer whined. "I said that I wouldn't lock you out," he reiterated. "We're going somewhere." "Where?" she asked nervously. "We're going to the beach." Jennifer looked around for her bikini, then remembered her uncle had pocketed it. She searched for his jeans, but was caught off guard when he yanked her across the room. He opened the door and threw her outside, following directly behind. They stood in the breezeway without clothing for a few moments, taking in everything that was gong on. "Run to the car!" Jerry shouted at the top of his lungs. Jennifer made a mad dash for the van a few feet from the room. She reached for the handle, but soon realized that it was locked. In a panic, she pulled hard, hoping that it was just stuck. "It's locked. Just hold on," Jerry explained, unlocking the driver's side door. He didn't seem embarrassed to be nude in public. Jennifer danced on the pavement, the hot asphalt burning her feet. Standing naked in front of the entire hotel, she prayed no one was watching from their windows. A few cars drove by, so she instinctively knelt. Out of the corner of her eye, she noticed two people hiding behind an ice machine. Why were they hiding? She was the one that needed to hide. Hearing the clicking noise of the lock, Jennifer opened the door and jumped in. She was safe. "Why were you so worried?" her uncle asked. "You've got a beautiful body. You ought to show it off." Dirty Vacation "Is there a reason we are going to the beach?" she sneered. "What do you think? The night is falling and I though it would be a good idea to have some fun in the sand." Jennifer was not naïve and knew what her uncle had planned. Would she be willing to go through with it? That was the question at hand. The vibration of the van was unsettling against her already aroused body, as Uncle Jerry drove down the strip. Jennifer sunk into her seat, afraid that the passing cars would notice her. The drive was rather short, only a few miles from the hotel. Jerry had turned on a dirt road, leading through a thicket of woods and then to a small piece of beachfront property. Thankfully, there didn't appear to be anyone in sight. The night had fallen and the stars were shining bright. Two nude figures exited a van and made their way down to the shore. Jennifer was still fearful that there were prying eyes, so she laid one arm over her breasts and concealed her pussy with a hand. "Come on girl!" Jerry shouted, kicking sand into the ocean. Jennifer watched the old man prance around the beach. It was serene, as though he was trying to be young again. Is that what this was all about? Jennifer was inching her way to the beach, when Jerry came running toward her. She braced herself, allowing her uncle to hug her tightly and then throw her to the ground. His cock rubbed against her nude belly as they crashed onto the sand. They were now in the same position as they were in the hotel room, though this time they were both naked. Jennifer could feel her uncle's warm balls lying atop her strong thighs and could see his member pointing in the direction of her slit. "You're going to get dirty," he said with a grin. "Are you up for it?" "I am," Jennifer groaned. Deep down, she had enjoyed everything her uncle had done with her up to this point and she wasn't going to put up a fight. Spreading her legs wide, she allowed her uncle complete access to her sopping wet pussy. Jerry toyed with his cock for a moment, rubbing it in Jennifer's slippery juices. The sight of her uncle lubricating himself sent Jennifer over the edge. "Fuck me," she moaned. "Please fuck me Uncle." His niece's sudden change of demeanor caught him off guard. With a raised eyebrow, Jerry angled his cock so that it lined up nice and straight with her welcoming hole. Pushing hard, he could feel her lips give and his member slide deep inside. "Oh my God!" she cried as her tight pussy spread to take in every inch of her uncle's dick. Thrusting forward, Jerry began moving in an out of his niece's rigid sex. Jennifer could feel each motion, her uncle slamming against her pelvis and driving her bare ass further into the sand. Her hair flowed freely, pitch black strands mixing with small grains of soil. The cool air of the summer night brought calmness in comparison to the ferocity of the fucking her uncle was giving her. Never slowing his pace, Jerry remained steady and unyielding. Jennifer's breasts bounced with each plunge, begging for her uncle's touch. Taking one in each hand, Jennifer caressed her own fleshy mounds, gently pinching her erect nipples. Watching the girl embrace herself so delicately, Jerry felt as though he was losing control. His planted forearm was supporting his hefty upper body, but it felt a waste just gripping the sand. Although he was buried deep inside her, Jerry wanted to touch more of his niece. Instead of using the ground for support, he decided Jennifer's large tits would be plenty. Swatting away her arms, Jerry groped Jennifer's breasts in his gritty palms. A dull pain ached in her swelling breasts as Jerry inadvertently ground sand into her sensitive skin. The mixture of pain and pleasure sent shivers down her spine. "Enough of this old school fucking," her Uncle shouted, wrenching his hard cock from her pussy. After a brief look at his surroundings, Jerry hauled Jennifer over his shoulder to a nearby palm tree. She felt like a child taking a ride on her uncle's back. After being placed on her feet, Jennifer anxiously awaited her uncle's next move. "What are you going to do to me?" she asked with a pout." "Hug that tree," her uncle ordered, positioning himself behind his niece. Wrapping her arms around the rough bark, Jennifer braced herself for what was to come. She knew exactly what her uncle had planned and was going to savor every minute of it. Bending forward, Jennifer stiffened her long legs and raised her round ass high into the air. Jerry gave it a hard smack with the head of his cock, before gripping his niece's hips and sliding into her hot pussy. Jennifer squealed. "I didn't know girls like you could enjoy this type of thing," he groaned, bouncing off her firm ass. "I love getting it this way," she whimpered, feeling another orgasm on the horizon. Jennifer was being truthful with her uncle, having always preferred this position over any other. She dug her nails into the bark, enjoying the sensation of her uncle's cock pulsing inside her tight pussy. It was a thrill to hear her uncle's hairy thighs slap loudly against her tense cheeks—his hands wandering every nook of her person. Jerry sped up his pace, tearing through Jennifer's lips with rapid force. Tightening her legs, Jennifer bucked against her uncle in an attempt to resist his movements. Each ram of his cock sent a stream of pleasure coursing through her body. "I'm going to cum!" she screamed. Her legs grew weak and her body quivered beyond control. She kept a grip on the tree, her uncle having to steady her hips to keep her up. Jerry could feel her pussy contract around his cock, squeezing it tightly as she shrieked in ecstasy. The shrill cry fell silent against the crashing waves of the empty ocean. "You came again you dirty girl," Jerry hollered, still hammering away. Gasping for breath, Jennifer lost her balance and fell into the sand. She lay there for a moment, trying her best to regain her stance. She knew that this was not the end. "You can't be tired yet," he said, slapping her on the ass. Gathering Jennifer's exhausted body into his arms, he held her close to his hairy chest. "You wore me out," muttered Jennifer, resting her head on his shoulder. The girl was light in his arms and easy to carry. "It's not over yet," he said with a smirk. A faint light shone in the distance and Jennifer assumed that's where they were going. However, there was something peculiar about the area they were in. Had she been here before? She ignored the feeling, and let her uncle just take her wherever he pleased. They approached a brick building with a picture of a stick man on the outside of the door. It was obviously some sort of men's room, but why would her uncle bring her here? Jerry kicked open the door, letting it slam loudly against the tiled wall. Jennifer was grateful that no one else was in the bathroom, since she was lying naked in her uncle's arms. Inspecting the area, she noted that there was a row of shower stalls along the far wall. Jerry stormed to the stalls, hauling Jennifer with him. "Let' s get you clean," he said, turning the shower handle all the way to the right. The water sprayed them both, sending streams rushing down Jennifer's shapely body. It was soothing to have the rushing water rinse the prickly sand from her pores, but Jennifer was still a bit worried that someone would discover them. Her uncle found a bottle of soap abandoned in the corner of the stall. Applying an ample amount of the pink mixture to palms, he signaled Jennifer to come closer. "We're going to lather you up and make you shine," he said, staring at his niece's soaked form. He began at the top of her body, rubbing deeply into her strong shoulders. Moving lower, he took a breast in each of his slippery hands. With her breasts cupped, he gently massaged his niece's tits--weaving between each fleshy mound. The soap glided across her sensitive nipples, further arousing the tiny nubs and driving Jennifer wild. When he was satisfied with her gleaming breasts, Jerry reached below her waist and ran his fingers through her soft pubic hair. He scrubbed the trimmed hairs, kneading the entire area with his hand. His next move was to her inner thigh, which tickled to the touch. Soap suds spanned the course of her entire leg, seeping all the way to her painted toe nails. "You are a soapy mess," her uncle commented, stepping back to observe his handiwork. "But I'm still dirty and we just can't have that." Jennifer yanked the bottle of soap from the floor and dabbed a little onto her hands. She rubbed the goo between her fingers, smiling at her uncle's excited reaction. "There's only one thing dirty on me," he announced, looking down at his erect cock. "The only reason it's that way is because it's been inside almost every hole you've got." Jennifer was getting a little tired of her uncle's remarks, but that didn't stop her from latching on to his hard member. The veins of his cock were bulging as her slippery grip slid up and down his shaft. Her uncle didn't have the biggest cock she had ever seen, but the orgasm it had given her earlier was a testament to its power. Jennifer knew that the most sensitive area of a man's dick was at the top. She palmed the bulbous head, polishing it with a lathery fist. Her uncle moaned, his legs growing weak with pleasure. "You like that?" she asked, looking deep into her uncle's eyes. "I do," he grunted. Jennifer continued pleasing her uncle, switching between buffing and jerking his hard cock. "Get rinsed off," her uncle commanded, bringing her fun to a sudden halt. Jerry watched his niece wash herself under the sprinkling shower. Although Jennifer was now clean, she felt dirtier than ever. Raising her arms in the air, she took a model's stance and posed for her uncle. He responded by tugging on his hard member. "You're ready," he said, locking his eyes on the young girl's soaking wet body. They met face to face, her uncle's back against the door of the stall. Jerry gripped her hips and raised his willing niece high into the air. "Wrap your legs around me," Jerry commanded. Jennifer did as she was told, seizing her uncle's lower back with her calves. Holding her firm ass tightly, Jerry angled his cock between her slippery thighs—Jennifer then practically fell onto his cock. "You're still a little dirty, but we're going to get you clean," he moaned, leaning hard into the door. To balance herself, Jennifer seized the top of the door, clutching on to the edge. If anyone walked in they would know exactly what was going on, but Jennifer didn't care anymore. At this point, she was simply enjoying the large cock that was imbedded deep within her body. Jennifer bounced on top of her uncle, his cock going deeper than it had all evening. She had never fucked anyone standing up, so this very unusual and new to her. Each time she went up, Jennifer could see over the top of the stall. It made the moment even hotter knowing that another man might walk in and see her tits flailing over the partition. After several minutes of slamming against her uncle, Jennifer began to feel a familiar throbbing inside. From prior experience with her boyfriends, she knew this meant that her uncle was on the verge of cumming. She squirmed, pushing against her Jerry's shoulders. "What's the matter?" he asked between shallow breaths. The courage she had built up over the night was beginning to fade. "You're going to cum," she muttered. "You're damn right I'm going to cum," he shouted. Panic flooded Jennifer's mind, knowing there was no chance in hell she was going to let her uncle cum inside of her. Batting wildly at her uncle's face, she let go of her grip. Without the support, Jerry was forced to lower her to the ground. His cock slipped from her hot pussy, bobbing back and forth. "Get on your knees," her uncle demanded, pushing her shoulders down. Jennifer may have managed to get out of that situation unscathed, but she couldn't escape everything. She graciously knelt on the wet floor, hot water relentlessly spraying her back. Uncle Jerry positioned his cock directly in front of his niece's face. Vigorously jerking himself, she could sense that he was about to blow his load all over her. The veins along his member were filled with blood, pulsating more and more with each heavy stroke. Jennifer watched in anticipation, keeping her eye on the small slit of his cock head. Her uncle's face was flush red, his balding head glowing crimson. Gazing into his niece's eyes, Jerry let out a deafening moan as hot liquid spewed from the tip of his cock. Jennifer flinched as a sudden spray of sticky cum saturated her cheek, dripping down her face and onto her lips. A second burst splashed her chin, seeping from her jaw and onto her breasts. Jennifer was covered in her uncle's seed. Jerry smiled a toothy grin. "Well I've made my mark on you," he said, dipping his finger into the small puddle of cum on Jennifer's breasts. Jerry took his cum soaked finger and rubbed it against his niece's left cheek. "Now you're even," he laughed. Unsure of what to do, Jennifer just stayed there. She could feel the cum oozing between her breasts, but had no clue what was next. All night she had anticipated her uncle's next action, but this time she was truly unsure. Would they go off and fuck somewhere else? Would she go back to the camp ground and forget it ever happened? Offering his hand to help her up, Jerry ushered the ravaged girl back into the shower. The next morning, Jennifer awoke to the sound of a shriek. She opened her eyes, a blinding light hampering her ability to focus. Several seconds passed before she could make out the person who was standing before her--Grandmother Edna. Jennifer patted her body, realizing that she was completely nude and lying on the beach. "You filthy whore!" grandmother screamed. "Do you think I raised you this way?!" Jennifer rose up and wiped the sand from her knees. She looked around, but her uncle was no where to be found. Had it been a dream? Grandmother Edna threw a towel over her granddaughter, slipping in a quick slap for good measure. "I'll be damned if I let you become a slut!" she scolded. They made their way to the campsite, passing the brick bathroom along the path. Jennifer was having a difficult time walking, her legs incredibly sore. A mere thirty feet away sat their tent. Uncle Jerry was cooking eggs over a blazing campfire. He looked up from his meal, staring wide-eyed at his young niece. "Where have you been?" he asked with a wink. With a humbled look, Jennifer walked past her uncle and entered the confines of her tent. It had all been true—she had fucked her uncle.