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Enticing Uncle Mike Ch. 1

By: Silver Sea



The summer is so much fun. Warm weather. No school. No early morning figure skating practice. I just love it. Oh and all the boys running around with their shirts off and showing off their flat abs and strong legs. Hah, and they think it's only them that enjoy the additional flesh exposed to accommodate the sun and the heat of summer. But why, why do I have to get stuck with dog sitting at my uncle's in summer. Uncle Mike and his dog Chester. Some business trip was taking Uncle Mike out of town and he hated putting his dog in a kennel and he was going to pay me and my parents were on this responsibility kick and earning my own money and blah blah blah. 

Oh well. He did have a great house, and a DVD, and high speed internet, a hot tub and a pool and it was secluded and quiet so I could play my music as loud as I wanted and not disturb the neighbors and he always let me order food in so I didn't have to cook. I guess it wasn't that bad being away from my friends for a week. And the last time I stayed there I did find Uncle Mike's stash of adult movies that I can entertain myself with should I get bored. They were pretty good. I picked up a few good sex pointers watching them last time. Oh, and the orgasms I had playing with myself. WOW!!!! And now that I had a vibrator... And Uncle Mike is such a hunk, if he was any closer to my dad's age they would have been twins (yeah, dad is a hunk too). And Trish did say she may be able to come over one or two nights if my uncle said it was ok. You know, this won't be so bad.

Tuesday afternoon mom drove me over and dropped me off. Almost threw me out of the car because she had somewhere else to go. I had packed mostly bathing suits and t-shirts, a couple of pairs of jeans, my roller blades to keep my legs in shape for skating, one bikini for when Uncle was around and a couple of thong bottoms for when I was alone. But I really should shave my bikini line before I wear one of them in public. I haven't trimmed my little bush since the skating season ended a couple of months ago.

I was wearing some cutoffs with red satin thong underwear underneath a loose tank top that showed my navel, and no bra. My nipples pressed against the thin cotton. The satin was smooth between my cheeks. I was fantasizing about me leaning against a wall, uncle Mike kissing me, sliding a hand under my top, the other hand working on my cutoffs, his discovery of my satin... when mom unceremoniously tossed me out of the car and said "See you Monday." That ended that fantasy, and the ooze of my fluids that was beginning to dampen my thong.

Uncle Mike lived alone with Chester, his ever loving companion. Aunt Theresa had left Uncle Mike a couple of years ago. God knows why. She's shacked up with some younger guy who is half the man Mike is. Uncle Mike is gorgeous. Good looks. Great bod for a guy in his 40's. Lots of money. Gee, it's too bad he's my dad's brother. But then, what would he want with a 19 year old? He seemed to have enough women buzzing around him wherever he went. I would still love to fuck him, or even just suck him and feel his hardness in mouth and geez, what am I thinking, he never seemed very interested in me other than as a niece. And he is my uncle for crying out loud. And if it happened it would probably feel like I was doing my dad... a thought which had crossed my pubescent mind more than once.

Mike and Chester were out by the pool when I arrived. I walked in the front door and saw him out back reading the paper. Chester saw me first and barked. Uncle lowered his paper, saw me and waved to me to join them outside. I walked outside and dropped my bags. Mike stood up and gave me a hug. Gee that felt good. What I wouldn't give to make one of his hugs last. Tilt my head up. Place my lips on his moist mouth. Press closer. Feel his shorts bulge, press against me... Dogs and their noses. I guess my little dampening between my legs was more gushy than I had realized. During the hug, Chester walked behind me and goosed me with his muzzle. I jumped, called his name and pushed him away. Hug over.

"Chester!" barked Uncle Mike, "As much fun as I'm sure that is, it is rude you know. And we haven't even said our proper hellos. Sorry Melissa. Dogs. Mind you there are times I wish I was one."

"That's OK uncle Mike, I think that is Chester's idea of a proper hello, you bad dog." Still wagging and happy cuz someone is talking to him. And in my mind I was thinking, 'So you think it would be fun to have your nose down there, do you uncle Mike, well so do I, care to give it a try...' 

"I'm so glad you could come and take care of Chester while I am gone. And you're glad too, right Chester?" He reached down and patted Chester, who wagged his tail and got more excited though I'm sure he didn't know why he should be so happy.

"Mel, (he always called me that), why don't you jump in the pool. I'm just going to finish reading this article and then I'll make us some dinner. After dinner, I have to pack and when I'm done we can go over what you have to do to look after Chester. It's much the same routine as last time you were here, but just to be sure you don't have any problems we should go over it."

"OK". Uncle Mike was a wonderful cook too. He would make things I normally wouldn't eat but for some reason when he made them they tasted great. Hmm, and what a great chance to tease him a little. Nah, maybe I will go inside and change into a regular bikini, I might get embarrassed. I felt a wry smile creep onto my lips and I decided no, I will be brave and have a little fun at his expense.

Mike was sitting in the chair again looking at his paper. "Uncle Mike?" "MM hmm?" "Do you mind if I change right here?" "Sure Mel, whatever." I'm sure he didn't even hear what I said he was so engrossed in his reading. I lifted my shirt off, reached into my bag for a bikini top and slipped it on. Hmm I had to get his attention somehow before I bent over to drop my shorts.

He wasn't looking at me, just talking to me through his paper. What can I say to get his attention? I turned my back to him and undid my shorts.

"Uncle Mike, Is it OK if I soak naked in your hot tub?"

I heard his paper drop to his lap just as I was bending over lifting a leg out of my shorts, pushing my bare, tight figure skater's ass towards his face, just my crack covered by the thinnest of thongs and wispy, soft, curly, blonde pubic hairs peaking out tickling at the red satin.

"Umm, I don't mind but I'm not sure that's such a good idea."

"Oh, might someone see me?" I turned to face him. Uncle Mike was now staring at my crotch, my quickly moistening crotch. I know he had enjoyed the view. I blushed a bit, but I know he didn't notice. He was too busy admiring my body. "Oh no, no one will see you. Well except me. I swim in the pool and soak in the hot tub nude all the time it's so private back here. I'm just not sure what my brother and your mother would think about you walking around here naked. And about me seeing you naked."

He seemed a bit flustered by the idea. Maybe even excited after drinking in my tight bod through his unblinking eyes.

"Oh, I mean when you're gone, when I'm here alone. Oh and, if you're more comfortable being naked in your own backyard, don't let me stop you. I won't tell." I giggled.

Oh wow, I'm not sure what I would do if he started walking around naked. I would be so damn horny. Oh, he won't do that. Not with his niece here.

I walked to the pool and dove in. The water was cool and refreshing. I felt the nipples on my 34B tits push against the smooth material of my top. When I surfaced, Mike was getting out of his chair and gathering his paper.

"I'm going to go in and start dinner, Mel. You stay out here and keep Chester company. We'll eat on the patio if that's OK with you."

"Sure. Can I help". "Nope. You just relax. You will have enough to do around here the next few days.

Mike disappeared inside. I splashed around in the pool and got out. I contemplated removing my top to catch the last few rays of sunshine the day was serving up, and to surprise my uncle, but decided against it. I wasn't sure how I would explain that. It wasn't like I had an all over tan. My tan lines would reveal nude sunbathing was somewhat new to me if I did expose my tiny breasts. They weren't big, but I thought they were shaped ok with nice sized nipples and heck, they never got in the way when I was being athletic. 

Ahhh, why not. When would I get another chance to expose myself innocently to my uncle. And he did say it was ok with him. And it was fun pushing my tush in Uncle Mike face and seeing him a little flustered. Bet he didn't realize how his little niece had grown up. How hot she had gotten. I slipped my top off and draped it over the back of the lounger. I looked at my red satin thong undies. Not being bathing bottoms, they sagged a bit under the weight of the water. I could leave them loose and offer my uncle glimpses of my puffy pussy lips, but that might be pushing it a bit too far too fast. God, since starting this little game I was just getting hornier. The thought of fucking my uncle was suddenly becoming an obsession. I tugged my thong up a bit so the thin material covered my private area as much as it could, but also revealed the outline of my slit. I laid myself down on the chaise, allowed my legs to fall open a bit closed my eyes, tried to relax and waited for Mike to return. I had no idea how he would respond.

The door opened. I so wanted to open my eyes and see his face but I fought to act natural and calm and kept my eyes closed.

"I see you're making yourself comfortable Mel." "Oh, well yes uncle Mike. You said you wouldn't mind" "I don't mind Mel. What man would?" MMM he noticed and liked what he saw. WOW my pussy was wet and slippery. He puttered around emptying the tray he had brought out. He didn't seem too flustered this time. Hmm. Maybe I was just a niece to him. Or maybe having a half naked woman in his backyard wasn't that unusual.

He lit the grill and turned to go back inside.

"Mel, I'm going to pour myself a cocktail. Would you like one before dinner as well?" "Sure" "What would you like?" "Oh, whatever." "OK, I will bring something back out to you."

He was so hot and so cool. It was so nice here. Uncle Mike treated me like a grown up guest. He was so easy going and he didn't hassle me about anything. I walked over to my bag and was bent over picking out a mag when I heard the door open. I hope it was a pleasing sight for uncle. Me bent over, my legs slightly spread. I think men like that view. And when I stood and looked I'm sure uncle was staring at my behind again. I wonder what he was thinking.

"I made myself a martini and there was some left over so I poured you a glass too. Is that OK with you for a pre-dinner drink, Mel?"

WOW, a martini. Uncle Mike is so cool. I've never had a martini. "Sure. I guess."

"Oh wait. I forgot. You're old enough to drink right?"

"Yes. It's just that mom and dad would never offer me a drink like that."

"Well, you're at my house and I say it's OK. If you don't like it just bring it in the house and I will fix you something else. And if you drink the martini but don't like the olives, Chester will be glad to take those off your hands."

He sat my drink down and disappeared back inside. I climbed into the chaise lounge and took a sip of my martini. Phew, it was strong. But aside from the obvious bite, there was smoothness to it. I decided to struggle through the martini for a bit.

I sipped and read and sipped some more. The sun was warm and the breeze tickled at my limbs. I tossed Chester an olive then tried one myself. Not bad. Mike appeared with a tray and set the table. He flipped a white tube in my direction. It landed on my belly. Sunscreen.

"Better rub some of that on those nice tits of yours Mel. They're kinda white and I would hate to see them burn."

Mmm, nice tits, did you hear that. Wanna help me Uncle Mike was I wanted to say but I already knew the answer would be no, as much as he might like to.

We chatted about nothing while he floated around the table putting out plates and glasses and cutlery. He glanced at me a few times while I rubbed the creamy sunscreen into my tits. It felt nice massaging myself, though it would have felt better if he was doing it.

Mike started the barbeque then turned to walk in the house. As he walked past me he scooped up my empty glass.

"Want another?" I didn't even realize my glass was empty. "Sure. I guess. It was good." He looked at the glass, "Obviously." "You're right by the way, Chester did enjoy his olive." I smiled, and realized how warm I felt. The sun, the martini, being treated as an adult. I was enjoying this.

Moments later Mike re-appeared placed another martini beside me. 

"Uncle Mike, I'm worried there may be some white places on my back as well." I held up the sunscreen. "Would you mind?"

"Sure Mel." 

I flattened the lounger and turned over handing Mike the sunscreen when he arrived at my side. He put the sunscreen in his hands and started rubbing it into my back. Long strong strokes from his marvelous hands. I moaned out loud.

"Feels good, does it Mel?"

"I'm sorry Uncle Mike I just...."

"That's OK Mel, massages should feel good. Look Mel, your butt is pretty white too, you better put some sunscreen on there as well."

"Well you're there Uncle Mike. If you don't mind. I would hate to miss a spot myself and I can't see back there without a mirror."

"Sure Mel, but you can't tell anyone."

I spread my legs a bit while Mike was dispensing more sunscreen onto his hands. He was thorough. All over my butt, in between my cheeks and down between my thighs, his hands roamed, grazing my satin covered pussy and tickling my exposed blond pubes more than once. Oh god, don't stop I thought to myself. I wanted to pull my thong aside, raise my hips and tell him to take me right there. He stopped.

"Gotta go in and wash my hands before I start cooking Mel."

I glanced around and caught a glimpse of my uncle with a huge erection under his shorts just as he stepped into his house. I smiled, turned over, and raised the back of the lounger again. My fun was having the desired effect. And I was so horny myself. I slipped my hand under my thong. My god, my pussy was soaked and my hand was dripping when I pulled it out. I was wiping it off on a towel when Mike reappeared a little less excited if you catch my drift. He glanced at me and smiled and began cooking at the barbecue. He had a large pot, a saucepan that he placed on a side burner and some strainer like device he threw on the grills. There were a couple of other bowls. One with cut up veggies and one with shrimp I think. 

I picked up my glass and watched Mike while he cooked. Nice shoulders. Sip. Nice ass, even in those loose trunks. Sip. Nice legs. Sip. Sip.

Mike turned around. "You look like you're making yourself at home."

I was resting my elbow on the arm of my chaise, glass held high, body reclined, legs fallen open with my knees resting on opposite sides of the chair, bottoms barely covering my pussy, blond hairs spilling out both sides of my red satin glistening in the sunlight. I'm sure Uncle Mike was enjoying the view.

"I am, thank you. And your martinis are delicious." I declared tipping my glass up draining its contents and sucking the olives into my mouth. I looked him in the eyes, held an olive between my teeth and slowly sucked the pimento out of it. I closed my eyes and just as slowly allowed the olive to disappear between my lips. What was I doing? Seducing my uncle? Those martinis really went to my head... and loosened my inhibitions.

"If I was 20 years younger..." started Mike.

"We wouldn't be here in your beautiful home with you cooking me dinner".

"I guess that's true. But if we were I'm not sure we would get to dinner.", he chuckled and smiled.

"If I were 20 years older..." I began.

"You wouldn't have such a great tight body to drive me crazy."

"Really Uncle Mike? You really think I have a great body?" bubbled out of my lips.

Wow, what a mood killer. I'm such a kid.

"Yes Melissa. You do. And thanks for bringing us both back to reality... niece. OK. You pull yourself up and pour us some wine. Dinner is ready and being served."

What a goof I am. Such a teenager. Shit. I really blew that opportunity. Oh well, I'm sure he would have stopped us before anything happened. I poured the wine. And when I think about it I leaned across the table to fill the glasses, like a kid, instead of walking around like an older more mature woman would have done.

Enticing Uncle Mike Ch. 2



Dinner was fabulous. Pasta with grilled vegetables and shrimp in a cream sauce and a side salad. I don't like seafood usually but as always, Uncle Mike could get me to eat anything without realizing it was something I didn't like.

We talked through dinner about school and his trip and what I had to do while he was gone and what I had planned for the summer. Eating dinner topless was a new experience for me. By the end of the meal I was feeling like it was the most natural thing to do. Chester got a couple of shrimps during dinner. He liked that more than the olives I think. We were drinking the last two glasses of wine. I was feeling relaxed but not really drunk. Uncle Mike had reclined in his chair and had his feet resting on another chair. I was leaning against the arm of my chair with one leg draped over the other arm and my other foot resting on the chair Mike was sitting in. It was cooling off with the sun going down. I could feel goose bumps rising on my flesh and my nipples were extended to their limit. Uncle Mike was looking at me. Almost unaware, I was trailing my fingers over my body while we sat there and talked. Across my belly, down then up my thigh, across my crotch to the other thigh, up to chest, tweaking my nipple then rolling it under the palm of my hand... 

Uncle Mike broke our trances. 

"I'm going to clean up the dishes and start to pack. What are you going to do Mel?"

"I'll help. And then maybe sit and watch some TV. A couple of my favorite programs are on tonight."

"OK. Let's get started. While you're watching TV you can review the list I prepared and let me know if I missed anything or if there's anything you don't understand."

"OK."

He looked at me and said, "You may want to put on some warmer clothes too. It is starting to cool off with the sun going down." 

Oh, he noticed my nipples too. How nice uncle Mike.

We trundled around the kitchen cleaning up supper's mess. Chester got his dinner and a few more treats in the process.

"Alright Mel. We're done here. I'm going to start packing. Here's the list. You can look at it whenever you like, but do it before I leave."

I had caught my uncle glancing at my bare tits and my ass a few times while I was bending over to fill the dishwasher. Several times we pushed by each other innocently in tight spaces in his kitchen. Once or twice I felt his hand on my bare ass in an effort to direct our bodies past and around one another. Gee, uncle Mike, I guess I did get your attention after all.

It was just before eight and uncle was up in his room packing and listening to jazz. I guess my fun was over for the night. I lugged my bag upstairs and quickly changed out of my damp thong and into my flannel pj shorts and a loose T. Downstairs I turned on the TV.

"Is it OK if I call and talk with a friend or two?" I knew it would ok with uncle Mike, but asked out of courtesy anyway.

He yelled down, "No problem," as I was grabbing the phone and dialing my first call.

"Friends" was just finishing on the tube when Uncle Mike appeared in his robe.

I was sitting in the corner of his couch nonchalantly, one leg on the coffee table the other on the sofa. My flannel shorts were riding up my thigh and the crotch was all scrunched together from the wetness oozing out of my cunt. I know he could see my pussy peaking out at him. I know because I positioned my shorts so he could before he came downstairs.

"Off to bed already," I piped in.

"No, no. Just going to grab a cognac, some reading and go and sit in the hot tub for a bit."

"Alright." I'm just going to watch one more thing while I review your list and then I think I'm off to bed to watch TV there if that's OK ." 

I don't normally go to bed so early but Uncle Mike had me all worked up and when I was unpacking I saw my vibrator and couldn't wait to run it over my tingling clit.

"Sounds good kid. I may peek my head in just before I go to sleep to see if you're OK. Want some cognac?"

Oh sure, why don't you peek your head in here between my legs you big hunk. 

"Sure. I tried a martini tonight why not some cognac too."

He brought me a snifter with some cognac and took a good look at my crotch when he bent down and handed it to me. I'm sure he could smell my sex hovering all around as well. I know I could. He grabbed his reading, a snifter for himself, the bottle of cognac and headed outdoors with a towel over his shoulder and Chester in tow.

Cognac, hmm. I could get used to this treatment. And him. First the head on his shoulders buried between my legs and then his other head driving inside me with the full weight of his muscular body rocking on top of mine... can't wait to get my hands on that vibrator!!!

I called Trish and giggled with her about how I was teasing my uncle and how I would like to spend hours with him making love to me. Trish agreed and said she would trade places with me. She's met my Uncle. We called each other tramps, then we fantasized together about my Uncle and giggled some more.

I walked outside with my cognac in hand to say goodnight to my uncle before I went up and buzzed myself with my toy. Now I was feeling really relaxed.

"Hi Mel."

"Hi Uncle. I just wanted to say goodnight before I went to bed."

"Any questions about my list."

I laid down beside the hot tub resting my head on my hand.

"No Uncle," I purred.

I put my hand in the hot tub.

"MMM this is nice and warm."

I tipped my snifter and drained my cognac.

"Do you mind if I get in too?"

"I don't mind Mel, but I have to warn you I'm not wearing anything."

I stood up, "That's OK Uncle. I won't be either," I explained slowly as I bent down and removed my shorts. I straightened, feet slightly spread, for balance of course (giggle), and lifted my top over my head stretching as much as I could, giving my uncle a full view of my tight body, as he had pointed out earlier.

The cool night air felt fresh on my bare skin, and in such sharp contrast to the heat I felt building once again in my crotch. Me. Naked. Alone in a hot tub with my uncle. MMM.

I sat on the edge of the tub, then hoisted myself up and slipped in. It felt marvelous to be engulfed by the warmth.

"Can I have some more cognac Uncle?"

"Help yourself Mel."

I drifted across the tub. Uncle Mike was reclining in the tub with the bottle on the edge beside him. I had to lean over him to reach the cognac. I placed my hand on the edge of the pool, leaned over him, my breast only inches from his face. I carried the cognac back to my side thinking along the way. My glass was a little far away. Smiling to myself I decided I would reach for it. I bent myself over the edge of the tub stretching to reach my glass. I pretended to flail a bit in my attempt causing my legs to spread and giving uncle a wonderful view of my ass and pussy. I couldn't see him but I knew he would be ogling my treasures... what man wouldn't be.

I sat the bottle down, pulled my glass closer, took a sip, lifted the bottle and returned to put it back where I had found it.

I returned to my spot in the tub and took another sip. The warm surroundings and the cognac were really relaxing me.

"This is like a big bathtub Uncle Mike. MMM. I just love it in here. Do you ever bathe in it?"

"I have been known to soap up once or twice in here. The water gets a bit murky from the soap but the filter cleans it up in minutes if there isn't too much. Actually Mel, the hot tub is a great place to shave as well. The steam opens my pores and softens my beard. I feel like I get a really close shave when I do it here. But that's a guy thing."

"Shave. It's OK to shave in here too? I'll be right back Uncle Mike."



Enticing Uncle Mike Ch. 3



I lifted myself out of the tub, grabbed a towel and dried myself as I ran inside the house. I'm sure my uncle was saying to himself 'What is my daffy niece up to now?' I bounded up to my room and rifled through my stuff. There it is. My razor and my soap. Time to give Uncle Mike another show.

I trotted outside and sauntered over to the tub's edge, set my stuff down and took a sip of my drink. I dipped into the tub then pulled myself out and sat on the edge. I grabbed the soap and started lathering up my pussy.

"I hope you don't mind Uncle Mike. I haven't given myself a summer trim yet and being bikini season I really need one," I continued to ramble seemingly without taking a breath, "I don't know if you noticed Uncle Mike, but my pubes have been hanging outside my bottoms all day."

"It was hard not to notice Mel."

I grinned at that and picked up my razor. I knew he had noticed, I had seen just how hard it had gotten (giggle) I mean, it had been for him. I just wanted to hear him admit that he had been looking at my pussy when he had the chance.

"And it's ok that you shave here. By the way Mel, who taught you to be such a tease?"

I had my head down, busy tending to my business. I knew Mike would be watching me but there wasn't much he could see with all the soap and hair covering my slippery slit. I dipped into the pool to rinse off then got back on the edge and spread my legs to inspect my work.

"I'm sorry Uncle Mike," I said as innocently as I could, "I didn't think I would have any effect on you, me being your niece and all." I picked up my razor, my all but naked pussy smiling right at my uncle's stare, and started to clean up the bits of hair I had missed here and there.

"Mel, you might be my niece, but you're also an attractive woman with one hell of a body and I am a healthy man. How could you not have an effect, as you call it, on me?"

I was oozing so much slippery cream from my cunt I was having a difficult time holding my lips out of the way while trying to finish my work. I dipped again and sat on the edge once more. I ran my fingers around my pussy trying to feel what I had missed. I couldn't see because the light was so dim and the way I was sitting.

"I'm sorry uncle Mike. I just thought, well you know, like, I'm a kid and you're a man and well, like, why would you get horny over a kid?"

"OOPS, Sorry Uncle Mike, I didn't mean to imply that..."

"Don't worry about it Mel," he chuckled.

I was fiddling trying to get the razor at the right angle trying to finish up. I was having little success.

"Uncle would you mind giving me a hand?"

"Pardon Mel?"

He was a little shocked by my pending request but I continued.

"Well I can still feel hairs down here," innocently looking at and stroking my bare pussy, "and I can't have them hanging out of my bathing suits all summer, and sitting here I can't get my body and the razor to find a suitable position for removing them."

He sighed, "Yeah, yeah, OK. Look Mel, you're really pushing my self control you know, but OK what do you need me to do." He sat down his reading, which he honestly hadn't looked at since I removed my bottoms and climbed in the tub with him. He picked up his cognac and finished it with his back to me. 

Nice shoulders, and back, and ass Uncle Mike, I thought to myself, automatically rubbing my pussy with a bit more purpose. The water was about halfway up his thighs when he stood in the tub. Then he turned and started to walk toward me.

"Oh my. Uncle Mike." My eyes bulged at the sight of his cock. Not huge, but fully erect, pointing directly at me and a nice comfortable looking thickness that should give me a little stretch if I ever get it inside me.

"Something bothering you Melissa?"

"Nice cock Uncle Mike. Oh I'm sorry. I just blurted that out didn't I?"

He was shaking his head and smiling, "Melissa, I'm not sure what to think right now. But what did you expect."

I slipped off the edge of the tub and reached out my hands, "May I Uncle Mike. I mean, like, I have ever only seen a few boys and this is well, like oh, please can I touch it?" I pleaded stepping toward him and placing my hands on his member before he could answer.

"Too bad now if I was to say no."

"MMMM, it's so nice." I stood looking at it, holding it, caressing it, memorizing its contours and textures, forgetting for a moment that it was attached to my uncle. I dropped to my knees without a word and took him into my mouth. I held and kissed his cock and slipped it into my mouth. I, engulfed in the warmth of the tub, he engulfed in the warmth of my mouth and my passion. I opened my mouth fully to take him in. I closed my eyes and savored his flavor and his meatiness. We moaned together sharing this pleasure.

"MMM, Mel, that feels wonderful but I think you should stop."

He placed his hands on my shoulders and pushed me bit.

"Oh I'm sorry uncle Mike. I just had to do that. It was like, calling to me or something. I don't know what came over me."

"Excuse my rudeness, but if you had kept up what you were doing it would have been me that came all over you. Let's just put it off to the wine and cognac and hot tub. Now, what is it I came over here for originally?"

I blushed a little at his honesty. I lowered my head and licked my lips still tasting his manliness in my mouth.

"Oh yeah. My shaving."

"Let's get to it then. Up on the side again Mel, that will probably be easiest."

I trailed my fingers along his rigid probe and looked at it lovingly one more time. I hoisted my self onto the edge of the tub.

"Let's see what we have here Mel."

He examined my freshly shaven yoni. I wanted to say to him 'what you have is a shaved hot pussy right in front of you, you fool just jump up here and slam me with that wonderful cock of yours', but I was still a bit flustered from his response to my mini blow job.

"Hmmm, Ok," he said examining my bare puss, "I think I see what needs to be done."

He reached beside me, grabbed a towel and folded it into a pillow.

"Lay back and put this under your head. I can see how this wasn't working when you were sitting up."

I was still mesmerized by his magnificent cock. "Hmmm, oh sure," I answered unable to avert my stare.

I laid back, spread my legs and bent my knees.

"OK Mel, just scoot your butt a bit closer."

I wiggled my butt forward. Here I was laid out in front of my uncle in a way I had only fantasized about. But I had never imagined I would be like this because he would be shaving my pussy. He ran his fingers around my crotch as I had done feeling for hairs you couldn't see in the dim light. MMM, his hand felt much better than my own. His fingers traveled to and lingered in places where there was obviously no hair. That was ok with me. Really OK. Mmmmm. I closed my eyes and enjoyed his caresses.

I heard him dip the soap in the water. He began to lather my cunt with the soap. So gently and sensitive were his touches. He moved slowly and deliberately over and around my yoni. I suppressed my moans as best I could. He was taking longer than he needed to but once again, that was ok with me. He stopped soaping me and picked up the razor. I'm not sure how to describe his shaving technique except that it was done with confidence and purpose. I guess men get a lot of practice shaving, so they don't think about it so much, they just do it.

He put down the razor and picked up my empty snifter. He dipped it in the tub filling it with warm water. He held it over me then slowly poured the water over my pussy rinsing away the suds. I moaned.

"mmmm"

"Feel good Mel?"

He poured another glass of the warm bath water over me.

I raised my hips in response "MMM, wow, yes."

A third glass of water cascading over my bare labia and trembling clit. Now he was just teasing me and stimulating me. All the suds were gone so there was no other reason to continue with the rinsing. I raised my hips again, further. When I lowered myself I felt a hand under my butt. I closed my eyes.

A fourth dip of the snifter into the tub was the only sound that interrupted the crickets and the gurgling water of the hot tub. The first drops of water hit my mound. At the same instant I felt my uncle's thumb touch me at the base of my cunt then travel up through my creamy folds in the opposite direction the water was flowing. His thumb stopped at my clit, paused momentarily then began making long slow circles around my humming nub.

A fifth dip. This time the water found its way around that rolling thumb and between my lips, tickling my exposed opening.

"MMMMM... Ohhhhhh... Ahhhhhhhhhhh" I couldn't restrain my pleasure any longer.

I bit my lip and rolled my head. I don't know where I was getting my gumption from that night but there it was.

"Would like to taste me Uncle Mike? I tasted you and... mmmmmmm."

Before I could finish his thumb slipped inside me and was replaced on my clit by his tongue. His other hand was caressing my stomach and breasts. It was all too surreal. It seemed to happening so quickly yet he seemed to be moving extremely slowly in the same instant in time.

His tongue roamed through my labia drifting over and exploring my contours, instead of poking forcefully like the tongues of the boys who had done this to me before him. His hot breath wafted over my delicate skin that had been cooled by its dampness and the night air. My hands found his head and encouraged him to focus on my button. He knew better and continued to raise my tension and enjoyment. He slipped his thumb out of my hole, moved his hand then slipped two fingers into my warm oven. They massaged my insides. MMM, so this is how a man is supposed to touch a woman, I thought to myself. My body was writhing under his attention, drinking in the sensations from his hands, tongue and mouth. Suddenly he sucked my clit into his mouth and danced his fingers inside me. I pressed his head down onto me, froze with my hips in mid air trying to hold back my pending rush to orgasm.

"Ahhhhhhh.." I could hold back no longer. I bucked and quaked and released the power Uncle Mike had built inside me.

"MMM". "MMM" "MMmmmmm".

I twitched while the waves of pleasure continued to grow, exploded, then subsided. My clit reached that hyper sensitive state it does after an orgasm. He released my clit aware of my tender state. He kissed my thighs, long slow sucking kisses. His hands caressed my legs and abdomen and breasts comforting me. Tremors continued to roll through my body from my intense orgasm. I started to sit up.

"Just lay still and enjoy the sensations Mel. There's no hurry to go anywhere," Uncle Mike whispered to me.

I laid back. "Thank you Uncle Mike. That was incredible."

"My pleasure Mel. Just lay there, relax, and enjoy." He placed a few kisses on my cunt. Then he began gently sucking and licking my nectar from my freshly shaved skin. His hands still drifted over my body, releasing more aftershocks from my orgasm.

"Just relax Mel. Enjoy and relax," he murmured to me gently.

I closed my eyes once more and followed his instructions, enjoying his touches and listening to the messages my body was sending to me. His cleanup was thorough but I'm sure my cunt was producing my honey as quickly as he was lapping it up. He pushed my knees up, raising my hips off the ground. His tongue trailed down my slit across my perineum following the trail of my leaking pussy juice. He hit my anus, a first for me, a tongue on my anus. My eyes popped open. I twitched then settled into his hands and enjoyed the new sensations, trusting he knew what he was doing, and he did. My juice that had flowed along my crack, I could feel between my anus and his tongue. He placed his lips over my bud and sucked gently. My eyes closed again not aware how enjoyable the sensation would be. My eyes quickly flew open once more. My uncle had pushed his tongue into me. Into my anus. Oh wow.

"God, that's wild", I blurted out.

Uncle Mike slowly slipped his tongue out of my cavity, gave my pussy one last kiss then stood and said "I'm glad you're enjoying yourself Mel. I am too. Now I think it's time we went to bed. Ummm, you to your bed, and I to my own bed. I think this has been quite enough activity for us to digest right now. Don't you agree Mel."

I propped myself up on my elbows. "Ok Uncle Mike. I suppose you're right. I just feel bad that, well you know, I got, well," this was tough to say to your Uncle after he had just dined on your pussy, "well, I came and well."

He chuckled and smiled, "You're adorable Mel. As much as I would love to spend the night making love to you, or even just the next 15 minutes, I think we should both take a pause and think about what it is we're doing."

I was staring at his cock again. There must be a gallon of cum built up in his balls right now looking for some place to be deposited.

"I could finish the blow job I started Uncle Mike," I offered wide eyed hoping he would accept.

"You know Mel, that sounded really good right up to the Uncle Mike part. Let's just call it a night OK."

I reached out and gave his cock a squeeze. "OK. But you still have a really nice cock Uncle Mike." 

We both laughed out loud at that comment. It seemed to relieve the tension of the last few moments.

"OK, help me clean up you little temptress."

He moved away to gather his things. I slipped into the pool to rinse off a bit and to warm up. I was collecting my clothes and glass and razor when I reached for the soap. Damn, there was one thing I wanted to do before I went to bed. I had to get the sunscreen off me. I dipped in the tub up to my neck then stood and started soaping my tits. I turned around to face Uncle Mike and in all innocence asked "Uncle, can you just soap my back so I can get the sunscreen off." He turned to face me, his cock was in a somewhat more relaxed state, but still was the only thing I could look at, his libido was obviously calming down, "I'm worried about it clogging my pores if I leave it on."

"Sure Mel, understood. Then we're inside and going to sleep. I do have to catch that early flight tomorrow."

He dropped the things he had gathered and walked towards me. I handed him the soap and turned so he could do my back. He started at my shoulders. I started to melt again under the soft touch of his strong hands. I leaned on the side of the tub and enjoyed these last moments with him before I went to sleep by myself.

"I guess you want your butt done too since we put sunscreen there as well."

"Sure Uncle". I was almost drifting off to sleep being so relaxed from the hot water and my recent orgasm.

He spread the soap to my ass, his soapy hands massaging the sunscreen out of my firm globes. His hands were everywhere down there running over my glutes and anus and brushing against my pussy at times. His massage worked its way up my back again finishing what he started there. I was rocking under his pushes and pulls. His hands roamed around to my tits.

"May as well get the sunscreen of these little beauties too Mel".

Bump.

My eyes popped open once more. Uncle's excitement had returned to his loins. He reached further around my front to wash my tits. His hardened cock was sliding up and down the soapy crack of my ass, my body rocking back and forth in response to Uncle's washing me. I pushed back hoping he wouldn't notice. It felt so heavenly and opened the faucet between my legs once more

He stepped back a bit rubbing my back then my hips.

"Oh god, you're so damn undeniable, forgive me Mel, I can't resist your charms any longer."

In a instant he gripped my hips a tugged me toward him. That beautiful cock of his hit my pussy and slid right past my slippery gate.

"Ohhhhhh. You're forgiven. Oh. That feels wonderful. Take me uncle. Please. MMmm... Fuck me. I've wanted you to fuck me all day. Uhhh."

"Uh Uh MMM MMMM..." we moaned and grunted together. He felt truly incredible thrusting in and out of me. My yoni stretched to accept the breadth of his probe. The stretch I had imagined when I first saw his glorious cock. It felt better, more pleasurable than I had anticipated it would. I trembled with excitement and tried to make this as a memorable a fuck for him as it already was for me.

"Oh Uncle. Do me. Do me."

"Uh Mel. You're incredibly hot and oh so tight."

His thrusts became more forceful. His grunts louder. His breathing ragged. Our bodies slid together lubricated by my sweet juice and the soap on my back. The warm water of the hot tub splashed against my cunt and I'm sure his balls. An orgasm ripped through my pussy once again.

"uh uh".

He pulled his cock out of me and slid it through the soap up and down the crack of my ass. Uncle Mike grunted again. My orgasm was still vibrating in my pussy. I felt his cock throb against my ass and then cum splash onto my hair and land on my back. Wave after wave of his spunk landed on my back and shoulders and ass. I pulled my hair to my mouth and sucked his cum out of the strands. I felt a warm pool of his seed collect at the base of my back and listened to his softening moans signal his subsiding orgasm.

I reached around and held him against me. He collapsed onto my back, wrapped his arms around me panting and held me close. I straightened and stood. His arms still wrapped around me in a warm embrace, his cock nestled against my ass. His pool of cum slid down along the valley between my glutes. He caressed me and kissed my neck and back. I reached behind me, held him closer and savored the salty flavor of his sperm in my mouth.

"Ummm... Thanks Uncle Mike. That felt so wonderful. Mmmmm."

"Oh Mel. That was amazing. Just amazing."

I smiled to myself, proud that I had so completely pleasured this man I had desired for so long. And how glorious it was to be fucked so thoroughly by a man instead of those boys I had been with.

After a while he released our embrace.

"Hold still Mel," he ordered, "let me clean you up a bit."

He found the soap and washed his cum from my body. I turned, took the soap from his hand and soaped his luscious chest, removing the cum that clung to him after our hug. I soaped his cock, lovingly cleaning his pleasure rod, remembering the sensations it had just given me.

"All done I think Melissa."

I lifted my head and kissed him as sensuously as I could. He hugged me and kissed me back. I'm sure I felt his cock beginning to grow again in my hands.

He broke our kiss, "Let's call it a night Melissa. Dip in the pool and rinse off."

I released his penis from my grip. We both dipped and rinsed the soap and cum from us. The hot tub water was murky, filled with soap, my pussy nectar and Uncle's creamy cum.

We gathered the things that were outside and carried them in.

"In the morning just throw these glasses in the dishwasher Mel. Now let's get to bed. Our own beds."

"Ok Uncle."

I followed him upstairs carrying his robe, admiring his naked form moving before me. I held his robe to my face and inhaled. My senses filled with his scent. Musky. Manly. Heavenly. I felt my pussy juice flow once more and warm my insides.

"Here Uncle. This is yours."

Uncle Mike stopped at the threshold to his room and turned to take his robe from me. I quickly leaned forward and kissed him on the lips.

"And thanks for making love to me. It was mmm, delish."

"It was very pleasurable for me too Mel. Thank you."

His staid response revealed he was a little uncomfortable with what had happened. I suppose that was understandable.

I glanced once more at his cock. It had captured my imagination and consumed my thoughts. I longed to follow him into his room and play with it the rest of the night. But somehow I knew better. We both turned and went into our own rooms.



Enticing Uncle Mike Ch. 4



I was still naked. My body was humming from my recent orgasms. My pussy pulsing from the sumptuous fucking I had just received from Uncle Mike. Though satiated, I knew my body would still accept more pleasure. If only I could find a willing partner to participate with me. I looked at my bag and considered firing up my vibrator and reliving the hour with my little toy buzzing on and around my clit. But no. I decided to bathe in the realness of the sensations still tingling in my body from Uncle's touches and, mmm that delicious cock.

I turned on the lamp beside my bed and was ready to pull on my PJ's when I noticed one of Uncle's worn white button-down dress shirts over a chair. I grinned. I picked it up held it to my face and inhaled as I had done with his robe. MMM. Mike. His scent. His masculine aroma. I slipped it on, fastened a few buttons and looked in the full-length mirror. What a perfect nightshirt. I crawled under the covers, turned off the light and fell asleep with the biggest warmest smile on my face from the recent memories of Uncle Mike's backyard.

I awoke. Early I guess. I didn't hear my uncle moving. Maybe he had left for the airport already. It seemed like it was still dark outside. I pulled the covers up and rolled over thinking I would fall asleep again. I still felt tired, relaxed and satisfied. MMM. The air billowing out from under the sheets carried fragrances of my Uncle to my nostrils. They stirred my memories of hours earlier. I laid in bed remembering last night, slowly getting hornier by the minute, remembering his tongue on my cunt, his cock in my mouth, my pussy juice on his face, his cock thrusting along the walls of my vagina, his cum on my back, in my hair, in my mouth. I rolled over, spread my legs and allowed my hands to wander over my shirt covered body and bare pussy. I trailed my fingertips over my freshly shaved mons remembering Uncles touches in detail, imagining they were his hands not mine. I moved a hand to my chest and caressed my breasts through the white starched cotton covering them, raising my nipples, arousing my juices. MMM, Uncle Mike's tongue slowly pushing its way up one side of my cunt, over my clit, pausing, circling then down the other side. My fingers tried to mimic my memories searching and exploring through my moistened petals dipping into my cavity to test its readiness. And mmm, it was more than ready again. I plunged two fingers into myself trying to reclaim the same stretch Uncle Mike's beautiful cock had given me, but it just wasn't the same. Though my fingers did feel good, causing my head to turn side-to-side in response. 

I saw my bag next to the bed. My vibrator. I reached inside and pulled it out. I looked at it and smiled. "And how horny are you this morning my plastic friend?" I giggled to myself and turned it on. "Oh, really horny I see." I giggled some more and moved my toy down to my dripping pussy. I turned it off, dipped it into my cunt to moisten and lube it then explored my succulent pussy once more trying to capture some of the sensations that still stirred my recollections. Not the same as Uncle Mike's touches but still OK, especially after turning my little buddy on again. 

I couldn't take more teasing of myself. I moved my rattling friend to my clit and plunged my fingers in and out of my cunt. My vigorous plunging and rocking hips caused my fingers to slip from my pulsing puss and slide over my anus. MMM, memories of Uncle Mike's tongue in my ass flooded my mind and pressed me closer to the edge. I slid a well lubed finger into my sphincter. Ahhhhhhhhh. God that was good. 

"MMM. MMM.".

I fought back the cry that wanted to escape my lips just in case Uncle was still within earshot. The good vibrations from my plastic lover rocked my clit and brought me to my third resounding orgasm in less than a day. Such intensity. I bucked in response and felt my ass contract and pull at my finger. I rode the waves of ecstasy that slowly escaped my body. I wondered how much my ass play has enhanced the intensity of my orgasm, but then didn't worry about it and just reveled in the glow.

My body reclaimed normalcy once more, though I'm sure my body was beginning to think these constant orgasms may be normal. Actually it was probably wishing these recent events were normal. I know I was. Once I relaxed a bit I allowed my finger to slip from my anus and considered how pleasurable this new experience had unexpectedly been. Maybe it would have to become a regular part of my play time.

Suddenly I heard the shower in Uncle Mike's room running. He was still here. I smiled and rolled out of bed. I felt the blush on my cheeks from my latest orgasm. I caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror. White men's shirt, tussled blonde hair, flushed face. Delectable is what I hoped Uncle Mike would think. I considered losing the shirt and being naked the whole time I was with Uncle Mike. I worried his reaction to seeing me naked first thing in the morning might make him reconsider what we were doing. Soft, subtle and sexy would be best right now, I hoped.

I stopped in the guest bathroom to quickly wash my hands then made my way through Uncle Mike's bedroom to his ensuite. I stopped and looked at his king size bed on the way and pictured us in various positions, him pounding me with my most recent obsession, his addictive love pole.

I walked into Uncle Mike's bathroom. The steam from his shower was warm. I picked up his towel and held it against me, covering me in his shirt, waiting for him to finish. I heard the water shut off. Uncle Mike opened the shower door.

"Mel!"

He was surprised.

"Let me dry you off Uncle. As a thank you for last night."

"Mel???"

"Or I will attack you right here and now and make you late for your flight." I giggled.

"Ok. But be good."

"Oh I will," I promised through my most innocent look.

He stepped from the tub. I lowered my hands revealing to Uncle Mike my new nightshirt. The few buttons I had done up revealed portions of my cleavage and the tops of my thighs. I suspected from uncle Mike's stare that he could see my glistening bare puss as well.

I could not avert my eyes from his cock. His quickly enlarging cock. He was obviously unable to prevent the blood from rushing to his lovely dick. I wanted to grab it and suck it but resisted. I did not want to scare him and I also wanted to tease him more right now. Besides, I knew his cock would be in my mouth before too long.

"Turn around Uncle and let me do your back."

He obeyed without comment. I patted his masculine shoulders dry, feeling my pussy grow wet with excitement. I did his arms and shoulders and hair while standing behind him. 

Older men's bodies were so much nicer than young men. Sure young guys are often ripped but older men have softer edges to their muscular bodies. Uncle Mike's bod was toned and sculpted but somehow thicker warmer and more masculine in its form. If I could have knowingly wrestled him to floor and impaled myself on his wondrous cock I would have, but I wasn't sure I would be successful at this point in my morning seduction of this hunk.

I rubbed his butt dry then dropped to my knees to do his legs. I started to rush envisioning him turning and his cock being right there... right in front of my eyes, my lips mmmmmm. But then I looked up and his great little ass was so readily accessible, his cock could wait.

I kissed his right glute. Without even thinking about it, I just did it.

"Melissa?"

"Sorry uncle. It's just so damn cute I had to."

I kissed his left cheek to convince him, then I ran my tongue the length of his crack.

A moan escaped his lips before his concern did.

"MMMmmmmmm.... Mellllll" he offered half-heartedly trying to make it sound like he didn't agree with what I was doing.

I set the towel down, put a hand on each cheek gently pulling them apart. Uncle leaned against the wall and whispered my name with a little more conviction. I bent forward and ran my tongue along his ass again. I moved to the base of his ass once more, my tongue reaching along his scrotum just touching his warm soft sack. I started up along his crack again, reached the top then followed his path back down towards his balls. I stopped at his anus and lingered a second rimming his tight bud. I reached a hand between his legs, fondled his testicles as I passed them, then wrapped my fingers around his rigid pole.

"mmmmmm.. Mel," more of a pleasant response then anything else. Uncle was beginning to submit to my advances.

My tongue continued circling his tight little ass. An old saying my dad used to use suddenly leapt from my synapses... 'What's good for the goose is good for the gander'. With that thought in my mind I plunged my tongue into Uncle Mike's ass remembering how much this little goose had enjoyed the gander's tongue in her butt the night before.

"MMMMMMMMM" escaped Uncle's mouth and his cock twitched violently in my hand.

Hmmm, he likes it too, I thought.

"Melissa, I'm not sure we..."

I stroked his cock more vigorously and flicked my tongue in and out of his ass a couple of more times. His attempt at refusing my advances was interrupted by another serious moan. I released his cock, placed my hands on his hips and spun him around. There it was. Right in front of my nose. His loveable cock. I wrapped both my little hands around it. I smiled. I kissed its pink head and ran my tongue along its little slit.

"Melllll."

"Just relax and enjoy Uncle. Relax and Enjoy." I echoed his command from the previous night.

I opened my mouth a slid his rod into me. My eyes closed instinctively. I sucked him in tasting the glob of pre-cum that I had milked from him with my gentle strokes. I pulled him out of my mouth and looked at and admired his love pole.

"MMMM, nice cock Uncle Mike." I purred to my new lover.

He did not respond, but placed a hand on my head. I started kissing and licking his shaft. Stroking it slowly, tightly with my hand, milking out more of his salty elixir. My other hand cupped his balls, feeling them rise, tighten and relax in response to my ministrations. I sucked him in again and held him inside me, slowly inching more and more of him into my mouth. My tongue dancing as best it could around the breadth of his penis. His cock felt heavy on my tongue, yet supple and oh so suckable. It was quickly becoming my favorite candy.

Blowjobs I had given other men, boys, had been fast, typical head bouncing affairs with the young boys always trying to jam my head down into their crotch. Mike allowed me to find my way, allowed me to make love to him with my mouth in whatever way I saw fit. It was so pleasurable and arousing to be allowed this freedom of expression with such a delicious tool.

My own excitement was growing again as well. I could feel my pussy getting warmer and wetter with each passing moment. If I hadn't been having such a good time sucking Uncle Mike's cock I would have stood, turned, bent over and told him to take me again. But, I was enjoying my fleshy lollipop a little too much right now to interrupt my activities.

I started to alternate head bobbing eagerness to taste his cum with long slow licks and kisses and strokes of my hand. I slid a hand through his crotch, placed a finger against his anus encourging Uncle Mike to thrust his hips, driving his musky saliva laden cock deeper into my throat. He followed my lead. Two hands softly on my head. Hips gyrating in rhythm with my sucks and prodding. I felt his head swell in my mouth. Heard the intensity of his moans deepen. I dipped a finger into my dripping cunt coating it in my slippery ooze. My hands traded places. I wrapped one around Mike's rigid shaft taking control of his thrusts and slipped my greased finger into his anus. 

I heard a, "ughmmm" from uncle in response to my prod. Obviously these were pleasurable tricks for him.

I responded to his guttural moan by increasing the pace of my bobs and sucks.

Uncle Mike moaned, "M". My mouth filled with his seed, at the same instant I felt his knees buckle. I swallowed his potion and continued my race at the same pace to satisfy the want I had built in him.

"M." "M." "M." Uncle Mike's staccato moans were exclamation marks on the spurts of cum splashing against my throat, his ass gripping my finger probing his anus with each contraction of his orgasming muscles.

His bucking and moans subsided. He caressed the back of my head. My swallows couldn't keep up with the flood of semen that flowed out of him. Some of his cum had gushed from my mouth onto my chin. I slipped his cock from my mouth, sucked the rivulet that continued to leak from its tip and kissed its girth and length. My finger gently slid from his backdoor. I was in heaven and I think Uncle Mike was right there with me. I scooped Uncle Mike's cum off my chin, looked him in the eyes and sucked it from my fingers.

"mmmm, Nice cock Uncle Mike. And tasty cum too."

I think the "Uncle Mike" comments were still irritating his sense morality, but I think he was slowly getting over that. He said nothing.

"You Ok Uncle?"

"MMM, Mel, MMM. That's a tough question to answer."

"Was my blowjob OK?"

"OK? Mind blowing I think is the description that first comes to mind. You learn fast kid. Or have you done all these things before?"

"No, just learning from a master teacher. Am I passing class so far sir?" I smiled devilishly.

I gave his receding cock a suck and a kiss. He flinched.

"A bit sensitive Uncle?" I sucked his cock again. He flinched again, pushed me away and laughed.

"Enough already you little sex kitten. And yes, it's sensitive."

He pulled me up and gave me a hug. "Thanks, Melissa. That was an incredible blowjob and an incredible start to my day," he whispered into my ear, kissing my neck here and there sliding his hand under his shirt, caressing and squeezing my butt.

"I hate to push you away Mel, but I really do have to get ready and on my way to the airport."

He kissed me once more on the cheek, gave me a squeeze that felt like a squeeze from a lover not an Uncle. He sent me on my way with a tap on my behind.

"Why don't you let Chester out and feed him. I will finish up here. The coffee should be made. Then we can have a quick bite together before I leave."

"OK Uncle," I responded.

I took one last look at his cock, gave it a squeeze and headed out of the bathroom. Mike was already starting to lather shaving cream on his smiling face when I looked back.

"Oh and Melissa. Nice shirt. Sexy look. I don't think that shirt has ever looked better."

"Thanks Uncle Mike," I yelled back, Chester now in tow with me, a huge smile on my face and the lingering flavor of my Uncle's cum in my mouth. I was in no hurry to wash the flavor away with coffee and breakfast. I wanted to savor it as long as I could not knowing when I would get a chance to taste him again.



Enticing Uncle Mike Ch. 5



I opened the door for Chester. He sprinted past me into the backyard. I followed him outside. The morning air was fresh with dew but still. This was going to be one hot day. I walked over by the hot tub reminiscing about last night. I was still savoring Uncle's cum from our intimacy moments ago. Images of our love making in the hot tub danced through my memory spurned by the chlorine scent wafting up from the gurgling water.

Uncle was right. Considering the soap and sunscreen and the other fluids we left in the hot tub last night, the water was remarkably clear. No evidence of our tryst remained in the tub.

Chester was busy roaming the backyard, wagging, doing his morning business, as Uncle referred to it. The pool looked wonderful. I slipped out of my nightshirt, stood at the water's edge and dove in. Ahhh, so refreshing, and being naked felt so wonderful in the pool. I vowed to myself I would swim naked the rest of my stay.

I pulled myself from the pool. The morning air was still a bit cool. I found a towel outside, dried myself and pulled Uncle's shirt back on. Happy Chester followed me inside. The kibble I dumped in Chester's bowl was quickly devoured by my would be roommate before he found his Drop-and-Flop and nodded off well satisfied.

There were two coffees and the morning paper on the kitchen island. Uncle Mike was obviously around somewhere, but who knew where. Chester was snoring away on his bed by the window. I began glancing at the paper, elbows on the island, slightly bent over. I sipped a coffee. Mmmm. The warm liquid mixed with the remains of Uncle's cum on my lips and in my mouth. The coffee scented steam carried the mucky aroma of my uncle's crotch from my lips to my nose. I inhaled and savored the bouquet and the thoughts it stirred in me. The coffee was good, and with hints of Uncle's elixir mixed in it was even better. The front door opened.

"Melissa? You in here," Uncle Mike yelled as he entered the house.

"In the kitchen, " I hollered back.

Seconds later my senses stirred in response to the subtle scent of Uncle's aftershave moments before I felt his arms around me, hugging me. I smiled, surprised but happy.

"Hi there," he whispered to me, "I see you found your coffee." He kissed the back of my neck.

I almost didn't know what to do.

"Umm, yes. It's very good. Thank you."

"God Melissa. You were such a vision when I walked around the corner I had to take you in my arms. Hope you don't mind?"

My pussy warmed immediately when I heard his compliment. I turned to face him.

"Thank you. But I was just standing here with wet hair and wasn't trying at all to be sexy or anything."

He laughed and hugged me hard.

"You're so adorable. One day you will understand. Sometimes people are their sexiest when they're not trying to be." He laughed again, kissed me on the lips and squeezed my butt.

He released me and began walking around the kitchen preparing his breakfast.

"And you also have the most wonderful ass I have ever seen... and squeezed and licked. I have always admired it Mel and now, having seen it in all its bare glory, it's even nicer then I imagined."

"Uncle Mike. You mean you've been checking out my butt and I didn't know?" I was half shocked and half thrilled.

"Yes Mel, I have," he confessed, "Over the last couple of years you've really matured into quite the woman. Truth be known, I've often thought if I was younger and you weren't my niece... well, you know, I would have made a play for you."

"You mean you have wanted to fuck me?"

"Court you and make love to you. Yes Melissa. OK, sure, I've wanted to fuck you too."

WOW my pussy was throbbing thinking about him secretly admiring me and wanting me, staring at my bod, wanting my bod, all at family gatherings without anyone knowing. I wanted him inside me again.

"Oh, Uncle Wow. I never knew."

I was so horny right then.

I pulled myself up onto the island, sat on the edge and spread my legs. I lifted my shirttail exposing my bare pussy Uncle had helped to shave last night.

"MMM. MMM." I moaned aloud in response to my fingers sliding through my slick pussy pleats.

The fragrance of my desire drifted up to my nostrils stirring my excitement more. I watched my hand reach down and caress my smooth glistening cunt, parting its moistened petals, tickling my hardened clit.

"MMMM," I moaned again, "I would love to feel you inside me again Uncle Mike," I whispered aloud, almost unaware, just wanting Mike filling my insides.

Uncle Mike started to speak, turning to face me as he did so "Melissa, please. We have to stop this or...", he stopped mid sentence seeing me exposed and fondling myself.

"Oh man", was the last thing I heard before Uncle's lips covered mine and his hand replaced my busy fingers between my legs.

I had his pants undone and around his ankles in seconds. I lowered his boxers enough to grab his cock, wrap my legs around him and guide him into my heated honey pot. He followed my lead, as I expected he would. He was thrusting in and out of me rewarding my pussy with that same satisfyingly stinging stretch his engorged cock had provided my cunt the night before. Our moans filled the kitchen with a soft and deep chorus of want.

I laid back on the island closed my eyes in ecstasy and grabbed the island's edge with my hands so uncle wouldn't push me away with his increasingly vigorous thrusts.

"Oh fuck me Uncle. Your cock feels so amazing. Fuck me Uncle, as hard as you can."

He squeezed my hips tighter and thrust into me harder, faster. I raised my head, opened my eyes and looked at this magnificent man plundering my love canal with his ramrod just as time and time again in my fantasies I had hoped he would. His eyes closed. His attention focused on the pleasure my tight little skater's twat was giving his love pole. For an instant an image of my father replaced Uncle Mike as the one fucking me. Might heat rose along with a little panic, I had also fantasized about my dad fucking me too. That image passed and Uncle Mike's persona took over. He looked as glorious at that moment as his fucking felt.

"Oh yeah Uncle that's it. That's it. Oh wow."

He opened his eyes, looked at his cock sliding in and out of my bald puss, then looked me in the eyes and said "Oh yeah baby."

He convulsed and grunted then convulsed again and held himself deep inside me, filling me with a load of his hot cum.

"Oh Mel, you are so irresistible for me," Uncle Mike panted.

"I'm glad Uncle Mike. I can't resist you either." I looked into his eyes, flexed my pussy muscles and watched the resulting knowing grin curl the corner of Mike's lips.

He slipped his cock out of me. I felt our latest concoction mixed in my pussy leak out and warmly flow over my ass.

"Damn Mel. I hate to make love like this and run, but I really have to head to the airport," Mike announced bending over to raise his boxers and pants over his shrinking cock.

"That's ok. I knew you had to go when we started this. I just wanted one last memory of your great cock in me to keep me warm the next few nights. I may just lay right here for the next hour and revel in how great it feels to have your hot cum inside me and oozing out of my satisfied cunt."

"OK Mel. I have to scoot. Any other questions before I leave?"

"Oh yeah, can I have a few friends over for a swim."

"Who?"

He was busy straightening his trousers and shirt.

"Just a few girlfriends."

"OK, but no boys."

"Oh don't worry about that Uncle. Boys my age are so immature and nothing but trouble I really don't hanging around them anyway."

I was still laying on my back in total bliss. My pussy warm and happy, my ass coated in cum and pussy juice, a shirt over my body, a smile on my face.

"Ok Mel, I gotta run. See you in a few days." He leaned over the island and kissed me on the lips. "God sex smells wonderful," Mike announced and headed for the door.