I was just 20 when I was bridesmaid at my older sisters wedding. It had been a long day and I had drunk too much wine. Later in the evening I wandered in the hotel grounds to try to clear my head. I was slowly strolling when I saw my uncle Roger sitting on a bench. As a young girl I had always got on well with him and we always had a laugh together. I'm not sure how old he was but I think he was about 10 years older than my mum.
As I reached the bench he patted and said, 'Hi Amy, come and sit down.' We chatted about general things and then he said, 'Do you know, one thing I really enjoy about weddings is the fact that brides and bridesmaids are almost certainly wearing stockings and suspenders under their dress, and I always wonder what colour knickers they are wearing.'
I blushed at hearing my uncle speak like this. I didn't know what to say. He followed this up by saying, 'Well am I right, are you wearing stockings and suspenders?'
I said, 'I don't think you should be talking like that, after all you are my uncle.'
He then shocked me when he said, 'Just because I'm your uncle and old enough to be your father doesn't mean I don't want to fuck you. Just because I'm your mum's older brother doesn't mean I couldn't give you one of the best orgasms you've ever had.'
I wanted to get up and walk away, but something stopped me.
'Well are you wearing stockings and suspenders?' he asked.
'I might be,' I replied. 'I'll take that as a yes, then,' he said and laughed.
'What about your knickers, what colour are they? I reckon either virginal white, sexy black or slutty red. I'd like to think they're slutty red, but I think they're white.'
Instead of feeling disgusted what he was saying I was quite enjoying being spoken to like this. 'If you must know,' I teased, 'I'm not wearing any.'
He leaned towards me and started stroking my thigh and whispered in my ear, 'Wow, what a great thought, you not wearing any knickers, I'm getting a hard on. He was still stroking me and said, 'Pull your skirt up for me.'
I don't know why, but I did as he told me. He rubbed my thighs above the stocking tops, soon he was only inches away from my pussy and I knew I was getting wetter all the time.
I said, 'You must stop, this is not right.'
Uncle said, 'Don't you want to cum, I'm going to give you the best orgasm you've ever had.'
I didn't reply. His fingers brushed against my white satin knickers. I knew they were soaking wet. He slid a finger inside me and I gasped. Then he almost slid it out and then back in. This was so wrong, my uncle was finger fucking me. But I couldn't do anything about it, it was so good.
He took my hand and put it on his cock, it seemed so hard. I squeezed it tightly.
'Let me take your knickers off,' he said.
I stood up and he pulled them round my ankles and I sat back down. My legs were wide apart and he rubbed and played with my pussy. I was getting wetter and wetter and then he brushed against my clit and in a matter of minutes I was having the most amazing orgasm ever. I cried out with pleasure. Even though my mum and dad and auntie Fiona were a few feet away inside the hotel I couldn't have stopped if they had come out.
I eventually stopped cumming and he undid his trousers and dropped his pants. His huge hard cock stood to attention. Then he positioned himself between my legs and pushed forward. His cock slid inside me so easily. He pounded deep inside me and soon I was cumming again. Only a few boyfriends had ever given me an orgasm but never have I cum more than once.
Uncle continued fucking me and soon I felt him cumming. He plunged his cock as far inside me as it would go and emptied all his cum deep inside my pussy.
He slipped out of me and we sat and recovered. He said, 'We'd better get back inside.'
We walked in together and my mum who was sitting with my dad and auntie Fiona said, 'What have you two been up to?'
I blushed and said, 'Just chatting.'
It was strange, but I got the feeling that auntie Fiona knew exactly what we had been doing. As I sat chatting to my mum and dad I could feel uncle's cum seeping out of my pussy, trickling down my thighs and onto my stocking tops. I was feeling very sticky and very satisfied.
Roger and Fiona went home after the wedding but not before Amy had agreed to stay with them for a weekend. As Amy suspected auntie Fiona knew exactly what she and uncle Roger had been doing outside. They all agreed that they would call in a few days to arrange a date. As they left Amy felt that both Uncle Roger and Auntie Fiona had given her a special kiss and hug.
A few days later a small parcel arrived for Amy. She quickly opened it and read the note that was included. It read:
Dear Amy We both just wanted to say how much we enjoyed ourselves at the wedding, particularly me, you really do have the most exquisite cunt. Although we both like your choice of underwear we feel that as a 20 year old girl you should be experimenting with, shall we say, slightly naughtier and sexier knickers.
Auntie Fiona feels you should start with sexy black ones and when you feel comfortable wearing them you can progress further, culminating in the slutty red open crotch ones (which are actually aunties favourites and really makes her horny).
Auntie Fiona has an extensive collection of knickers, some a lot naughtier than others, and we went out yesterday and bought some we thought you might like to try. Then when you visit us maybe you could let us see you wearing some of them.
With love Uncle Roger and Auntie Fiona
Amy looked inside the parcel and pulled out several pairs of knickers. She examined them thoroughly and was so pleased that uncle and auntie had taken the trouble to buy them for her.
She liked the silky white ones and decided to wear them first. She pulled down her ordinary white ones and pulled the new ones on. She liked the feel of the lace against her skin and in between her legs.
