Friday evening Monica had chosen to take a bubble bath. Out of boredom she sat her laptop on the toilet seat next to her and was preparing to step into a local Chatroom for shits and wiggles. It had been awhile since she had teased her Internet followers. Not since the day she ordered pizza from Ryan and his friends Shane and Holden. The day her life changed.
She took her time trying to enjoy her relaxing bath and merely watched what people in the room were saying. Nothing too outrageous. Rather dull actually.
Luffa in hand she sponges beneath her chest and trailed her areolas in a circular motion. Stimulating her nipples she shivered. Washing her shoulders and neck she tilts back and glides the luffa from her chin over her throat. Down between her cleavage and back again.
She thought about going on webcam in the room and sharing her bath with others. Certainly appealing considering her hormones were constantly energized. She was a nympho at heart.
Eyes still and pondering she hears the phone ring. She had both her cell and the house cordless on the back tank of the toilet. It was the house line. Reaching for it she noted the caller I.D. "Ooooo! Uncle Gary. I never did get back with him about the camping trip."
Answering it dramatically she prays it's not her Aunt.
"Gift residence. Unwrapping our specialty."
"Hey there Hotshot. It's your ole Uncle Garrison."
"I know. Ready for that phone sex?"
He chuckles over the line, "The wife is out shopping. Might take you up on that. Just wish I could see ya."
She eyes her laptop, "Funny you should say that. My laptop is right beside me. You could skype with me. That way I can watch you stroke that cock for your sexy little Niece."
He clears his throat excitably.
"Sure you want to see a pudgy old man with a small penis?"
"Sure you want to see a hot barely legal pussy begging to be fucked?"
"I'll fire up my laptop. Hang on."
"I thought so." She giggles.
Sponging herself more she awaits him to sign on.
"Okay. Message me and set up the skype." He grunts.
"I'm in the bath tub right now. Ready to see me wearing bubbles?"
"If you're ready to see me wearing sweats and a Wifebeater."
"Not for much longer." She teases.
She could hear his anticipation. It made her smile.
A few clicks later a video box opens up and she see's Uncle Gary setting in his recliner. It was obvious that his own laptop rested on a TV tray in front of him. He in turn see's his Niece laying back halfway covered in suds. Her breasts crushed together and her nipples reaching for the ceiling.
"I see you." She giggles.
"And, I see you. Don't take the term keep it clean too literally." He chuckles.
"Oh, you can bet this is going to get so dirty I'll need fresh bath water."
He huffs at her beguiling eyes taunting him.
"I still can't believe how much you've grown." He rambles while fondling his concealed erection.
"I can say the same of you Mister." She winks.
He sighs and removes his hand to admire his boxers tightening up at the crotch, "Yeah. See what you do to me?"
"Oh I see. I should see more though. Lose the boxers Uncle Gary."
"In a minute. I just need to get my nerve up."
She lowers her chin to her cleavage and glares her eyes at the laptop. Her fingers pinch her nipples tugging them higher.
"Damn! That's just beautiful." Gary huffs.
"In a minute I'm going to dry off and take you to bed with me. Want to come along?"
He nods with a smirk, "I'll cum along. Right behind you."
"In my behind?" She sticks her tongue out at him.
"You like that kind of thing?" He narrows his eyes.
She winks, "I love sex. Any position you want me in. This will have to do until you and I can get together in person."
He fidgets, "You sure you want to do that?"
Frowning she sits up with a twist to lay on her arm over the edge of the tub. Her face filled his camera with a close up. Sensually nodding with yearning eyes she whispers, "I can't wait for you to kiss me all over. Lick me. Finger me. Fuck me."
His hand returns to his crotch. A second more to fondle himself he growls and lifts his hips. The boxers escaped his legs and he now sat with bulging scrotum and an erection that stood as tall as it possibly could achieve.
"There he is." She whispers playfully.
"Christ you turn me on." He grips his cock lightly jerking it off.
"I want you to cum for me. Again and again. Will you do that for me Uncle Gary?"
"I'll try Sweetheart."
She blows him a kiss then lays back into her bathwater. Using her toes she turns the hot water on to warm her up. The bubbles increase at the waters circulation. As the level increases Monica reaches below the water and rubs her clit. Gary could see her neck tilt backwards. Her expression admitting to him that she was playing with herself. After a moment of stimulation she shuts the water off and turns only her face toward the camera.
"I'm going to rub my clit now. This is for you."
He strokes himself observing her emotions and bodily reaction. Her moans soft and seductive.
"I'm thinking of you eating me out, Uncle Gary. Your tongue is fantastic."
"God I hope so." He mumbles.
Arching her back as her fingers frolic beneath the suds Monica trembles and bites her lower lip. Her poise delicately alters as her head tilts back to lay upon the tub. Eyes shimmering toward the ceiling in an effort to contain her sensations. Strangely her hormones were intensified the more she thought of Gary watching her. Deep down she wanted to give him the best show possible. She loved her Uncle.
"That's it. Really work that clit." Gary strokes his cock while sitting forward in his recliner as if getting a better view. AS if that was possible over a webcam.
"Mmmmm! I wuvs you Uncle Gary."
"I adore you too Niece."
She slowly peers at the webcam with an expression of yearning. Combined with soft subtle inhalations to let him know how her hormones were on high alert. She was getting close to fulfilling her temporal destiny. Feeding him her emotions led him to fall back into his seat and ravage his erection. Her plan was working.
It became a battle to see who could offer the most intimate expressions. Whimpers lead to moans. Growls become barely audible cursing.
The outcome nearing for Monica she refrains as best she could. She could tell her Uncle was having difficulty. Not in keeping erect but in finishing. He was losing steam fast. Along with his dwindling energy came a round of bitter disappointment in his behavior.
"I knew I should have bought some Viagra for this kind of thing." He hisses.
Monica whines trying to hold herself together, "Noooo! Keep trying. I want to see you cum for me."
"Working on it Kid. Been awhile for me. Haven't had sex in months. Hell I don't even watch Porn because of the Wife finding out. You go ahead Sweetheart. I'll just watch."
"Okay." She creases her brow with disappointment.
Another three minutes Gary discovers her body convulsing and splashing water everywhere. It was like watching a deep sea Fisherman catching a Marlin. Her shrill echoes youthful and dramatic. After thrashing about for a good four more minutes Monica's orgasm leaves her lifeless. By this time her laptop monitor had gone dark. This left Gary to sit there listening. He could hear her gasping inhales and deafening exhales. The sound of water making turbulent waves of repositioning. Finally the picture returned.
