Well, I will have to admit that I never in a million years expected things to go the way they did after I first put those suction cups on my milky titties. Discovering that wonderful place in the woods where I could swim nude and masturbate to my heart's content was just the beginning. Getting caught by Uncle Jack set something off in me that I really can't explain. After our experience in the barn, I went back to bed, but I couldn't stop thinking about the day's events. It all kept going through my mind like a broken record; over and over and over again. The more I thought about it, the more excited I got, and something very naughty popped into my mind.
Uncle Jack seemed to like watching me and getting off in front of me, and well, I kind of liked watching him too. I really wanted to do what we had done together, again. I couldn't wait to sneak back out to the barn and milk myself again, but this time, I really wanted to do it from the start with my Unc there the whole time.
On that note before I forget, I want to say this to the wanker who made fun of the way I always call my breasts "titties" in the first part of this story: While this tale of two titties takes place in Arkansas, I was part of the high school foreign exchange student program, and spent eight months in Blackpool. I picked up a lot of phrases and words while I was over there. One of those words happens to be "titties." So, if you don't like the fact I call my titties, titties, then go wank to someone else' story while you live in the basement of your grandmother's flat.
Now that I have that off my milky chest, I shall continue. The morning after my experience with my Unc, it was a little awkward at the breakfast table. Neither of us really knew how to handle what had transpired between us and still act as though nothing had happened. We did make brief eye contact and exchange a few weak smiles, but it would definitely take some one-on-one interaction to figure out how we would act together from here on out.
After breakfast, I retreated to the barn to milk Elsie. All sorts of wild thoughts filled my head as I retrieved the milking machine from the storage room and plugged it in next to Elsie's stall. How lucky she was, to have this thing strapped onto her teats every day and have them vigorously and thoroughly sucked! I glanced around quickly to be certain no one else was around, and lifted my sundress. I slid two of the cups under my dress and held them to my own milky titties.
There it was again! That incredible suction! I continued glancing around as I sucked my titties dry. I wanted to masturbate very badly, but I dared not. Not during the day at least; not in here! I would go out to the woods again, strip down and wander the woods clothes-free, enjoying the freedom of walking around without any clothes on. Then, I would diddle my love button until I came.
I removed the cups from my now-empty and deflated titties, and placed them all on Elsie's swollen udder. They had left red rings on the ends of my titties, and I giggled at the sight before pulling my sundress back down. No sooner had I done that when the door to the barn opened and Uncle Jack walked in.
"Hey Babe." he said with a smile. "Busy milking the cow, I see."
I nodded in reply.
"Yes, Uncle Jack." I said almost shyly.
It was the first time we were together, and I was trying to get over the initial awkwardness of what we had shared last night, so shamelessly and in contempt of the accepted norms.
"Have you milked yourself yet?" he inquired.
I nodded again.
"Yes Sir." I replied.
"Good girl." he said with a smile. "Let me see them."
I lifted my sundress to reveal my limp titties with the red circles around my areolas.
Uncle Jack sighed, as he reached out and squeezed my empty titties, kneading them vigorously in his strong, working-man's hands. I sighed as well, smiling as I let my own uncle fondle my deflated titties. Deep down inside, I knew it was wrong, but I was attracted to him and I was really loving the way his hands felt as he squeezed my titties firmly.
"That feels nice!" I whispered. "I wish I could feel you squeezing them while I cum."
"I'd like that." he replied. "I'd like to squeeze them while I cum too. I'd love to fuck you from behind, Eileen. You down on your hands and knees, while I slide my cock inside your cunt and fuck you doggy style. Then, I could reach underneath your chest and cup your dangling tits my hands while I fuck you until we both cum."
"Mmm." I sighed. "That sounds like it would be wonderful, Uncle Jack."
"I'd love to fuck you right here; right now!" he whispered. "But I don't dare. God, my dick is so hard for you, Babygirl!"
"I'm almost finished with my chores." I said suggestively, as he let go of my titties and I pulled my dress back down again. "I was going to go walk nude in the woods and masturbate, but getting fucked would be even better!"
Uncle Jack smiled.
"I'll be more than happy to make it happen, Eileen." he said softly. "I've been attracted to you for a long time. I've fantasized about you sucking my penis and swallowing it, and me fucking you and getting you pregnant.
"When you were knocked up, you were so hot! I wanted to fuck you sooo bad, Eileen! I wanted you to ride me so I could rub your pregnant belly and squeeze your milky tits. I wanted to shoot my load deep inside your pregnant belly. I wanted you so bad!"
"I've wanted you too." I admitted. "I was always afraid to say anything though, in case you didn't feel the same way."
"Well we both know how the other feels, so no more secrets, okay?"
"Okay." I agreed. "Help me get this thing back in the other room so we can strip our clothes off and go for a nude walk, and then have a nice incestuous fuck."
A few minutes later, we were on our way across the pasture to the tract of timber on the far side. My heart was racing excitedly as we neared the trees, and I could see my uncle's pace quickening as well as mine. We entered the refuge of the forest and quickly darted inward. Once we were definitely out of sight, Uncle Jack spoke.