EPISODE 2 part 2: Uncle Johnny
This story is the second part of Episode 2: Uncle Johnny. It is better to read the first part of the story in order to understand the storyline more fully. As with all of my stories, this one is true with appropriate name changes.
My uncle Johnny looked at me with a "What the fuck are you thinking girl?" expression. I had just invited his three golf buddies to fuck me in order to protect my Uncle from the rumors that were sure to spread if his buddies weren't implicated within our incestuous sexcapade.
With his admonishing stare haunting my thoughts, my eyes averted any contact. I was mortified and nervous. I didn't want to lose my Uncle's respect. I loved his so much. But I also didn't want our earlier encounter to cause him any pain and grief. He had experienced enough of that in his life. I wanted...no, I craved...his love and affection.
Of course, his buddies were beaming at the prospect of fucking a 30-something niece of their golf buddy. The three old geezers probably hadn't had a good fuck in years, and now they were hitting the lottery. I'm sure the only thing they could have wanted more was for me to be barely legal.
I invited the boys to have a seat, and asked them if they wanted some beers. With their orders, I headed toward the kitchen, so they could talk about what they were going to do with the young pussy that had fallen into their laps.
I noticed my Uncle following me as I was entering the kitchen. I was preparing myself for a real ass chewing from him. But I was determined to protect him, even if I had to fuck his 50-something buddies.
To my surprise, my Uncle was pretty cool about it. He told me that I didn't have to do this, and he appreciated the sacrifice I was willing to make. He then said something exceptionally sweet. He told me that he didn't want to "fuck" me in front of them, but he did want to make "love" to me without his buddies present.
I looked deeply into his eyes to try and decipher the emotion behind the words. What I encountered was a caring, loving man who wanted to make love to a woman who loved and cared about him. I realized that I would do anything for this man. All he had to do was ask.
I tried to explain my thoughts to him about the whole situation. I believed that if we could involve his buddies they would be more hesitant to ever utter a word about catching us having sex by the pool. Uncle Johnny half-heartedly agreed with my arguments, but wanted to make sure that I understood fully what I was getting myself into.
I told him that Manny, Moe and Jack would have the times of their lives and I would promise them more of the same the next time I visited. I was sure that the opportunity to fuck me on more than one occasion would secure their confidentiality. There is no way they would screw up a chance for a continual stream of young pussy.
I put my arms around uncle Johnny's neck and whispered in his ear that he could fuck me any time and any place he wanted. I whispered that I wanted to spread my legs and wrap them around his body as his cock pumped his cum into my pussy. I wanted to feel the muscles of his loins as his cock pushed its way through my pussy's grip. I wanted to massage his cock with my pussy as he came in me so that I could milk all of his cum from his balls.
I reached down and slipped my hand into his shorts. I found his cock, and began to stroke it. He closed his eyes and breathlessly moaned as my hand worked it to full erection. His cock was warm to the touch and I felt is spasm, as my hand squeezed its head. I then pressed my mouth to his and explored him with my tongue.
I felt a hand on my ass. His other hand slid down my shorts as he sought my pussy, which was still moist from the earlier tongue-lashing he had given me. He parted my lips and found my clitoris. His fingers pinched it, which sent a shiver throughout my body. His fingers probed the folds of my pussy until he found the spot from before. He'd remembered how my body had reacted to being touched there.
We stood in the middle of the lighted kitchen kissing and exploring each other's mouths and bodies until Manny, Moe and Jack broke the trance. We had forgotten about our guests, but they had not forgotten about us.
All three of them were standing in the doorway to the kitchen witnessing the foreplay in which my Uncle and I were so engrossed. When we reluctantly separated to address our voyeurs, I noticed that my shorts had unsnapped. I was within an inch or two of giving the boys quite a view.
I looked at each of them and decided that they should get to see the merchandise before buying, so I pulled off my top and dropped my shorts to the floor. There I stood naked in front of my Uncle and his three golfing buddies.
Now, I don't consider myself as model material, but I still get a few looks, and I was in my prime back when this experience occurred. For those who aren't familiar with me, I am about 5'7" and 115 lbs. I have small breasts (b-cup) and ass, and large nipples. My bush is a light brown and thick, so I have to trim it continually. If you want a visual, look at my picture in my Literotica profile. It's a fairly recent picture of me.
Standing naked, I raised my hands above my head and slowly turned around so that the boys could get a good look at my body. I knew they were thinking about how lucky they were to have a chance to fuck me, and I was getting excited about fucking all of them. I could feel my pussy getting wetter as the boys cheered and clapped as I slowly turned.
Once I had my back to them, I decided to take my exhibition one step further. I spread my legs a little so they were about shoulder width, and I bent over at the waist, placing my hands on me knees. This position gave them a great view of my pussy and ass. I then stuck two fingers in my pussy and fingered myself for a minute or so. I finished the show by standing, turning around so that I was facing them, and sucking the pussy juice off of my fingers. To say the least, the boys were eager.
I told them to grab their beers and suggested we talk about how this was to take place. I wasn't overly worried, because they were all middle-aged men who probably didn't have much stamina. But I wanted to set some ground rules before I fucked them. I imagined that a quick blowjob or fuck would probably fit the bill for each of them, but I was wrong. That's why I call them Manny, Moe and Jack: They turned out to be the PEP boys.
As we sat around the kitchen table, I started the conversation. "I will fuck each of you tonight or give you a blowjob if you forget what you witnessed earlier," I offered "I will give each of you a repeat engagement whenever I visit my Uncle. But, if any rumors are spread I will tell your wives about you fucking me."
Both Moe and Jack readily agreed with my terms. They promised to never utter a word of this to anyone. It was clear that they just wanted to get some pussy. Unfortunately, Manny was not as compliant.
As I mentioned in the part 1 of the story, the Moe and Jack were nice and polite. To be honest, Moe reminded me a little of Mr. Wimple from the old Charmin commercials. On the other hand, Manny was not nice or polite. He was a conniver from way back. Manny had done well in business because he was a shrewd bargainer. My impression of Manny was that he was a control freak who had to have everything on his own terms.
With a tinge of gruffness in his voice, Manny told me, "If you want me to agree to this, you will have to meet three conditions. If you don't meet them, then the deal is off. You can take your sweet ass up to your Uncle's bed and fuck his brains out for all I care. But you can never be sure that something accidentally won't leak out"
