Literotic asexstories – Bad Uncle by TheComingStorm,TheComingStorm
“Sorry, we’re going to Benny’s for his birthday,” he informed her, “it’s his 30th.”
“Ok cool, wish him a happy birthday for me,” she said.
“I will,” her uncle replied, “what’s up anyway?”
“Nothing important, was just thinking of visiting you guys, and catch up with Alan before he leaves,” she said, “but we can catch up next time he’s there.”
Janes cousin, Alan was visiting from interstate, and had been staying with them the last few days. Tanya and Alan met last time he visited, and became good friends, hoping to catch up with him before he headed back.
“Oh Tanya, you should have come around yesterday,” he said.
“That’s ok, next time,” she said.
“Who’s that?” Jane asked in the background.
“It’s Tanya, she wanted to catch up with Alan before he heads back,” he informed her.
“She can come with us to Benny’s if she wants, he won’t mind,” she said.
“Oh yeah, Tanya, if you want, we can pick you up on the way to Benny’s, and you can come with us,” he informed her.
“Are you sure?” she asked.
“Yeah of course, you’ve met Benny before,” he reminded her, “and that way you get to hang out with Alan before he leaves.”
“Ok, cool, I’ll go and get ready,” she said excited.
“See you soon,” Johnny replied, hanging up the phone.
An hour later, Johnny pulled up outside his sisters house, and knocked on the door.
“Hey sis, is Tanya ready?” he asked, kissing his sister hello.
“She was just getting ready, why don’t you come in!” she said.
“I got Jane and her cousin in the car, we’re going to Benny’s for his birthday,” he explained.
“Cool, wish him a happy birthday for me,” she said, “Tanya, uncle Johnnys here!”
“Coming,” Tanya shouted, rushing down the stairs.
“Ok, behave yourself tonight,” her mother warned her.
“Hi uncle Johnny,” she greeted him, leaning over to kiss him, “I’ll just put my shoes on.”
As Tanya put her shoes on, her mother warned her not to drink too much and embarrass herself like she did on her birthday.
“That was my 18th,” she reminded her mother, “who doesn’t get drunk on their 18th?”
“Ah, me!” her mother smirked.
“Yeah well, you’re weird,” Tanya joked, “ok, I’m ready now.”
Johnny and his niece said goodbye to her mother, then got in the car and headed off to Benny’s.
Tanya and Alan were very close in age, with Alan being only 6 months older, so they got on really well.
The entire night they hung out with each other, meeting and talking to other teenagers similar in age at the party. As the evening went on, Johnny noticed Tanya and Alan began drinking.
“Tanya, just go easy on the drinking,” he warned her, “your mother will kill me if you get drunk.”
Johnny returned to the party, mentioning it to his wife, Jane.
“Yeah, just keep an eye on her, but let her have a bit of fun,” Jane suggested.
Johnnys night suddenly became occupied with keeping an eye on his niece, making sure she didn’t get too drunk. Jane noticing Johnny stressing about it, suggested he should trust her, and lighten up a bit.
After taking his wife’s advice and cutting Tanya some slack, he noticed he hadn’t seen either of them in a while, and decided to check on them, finding Alan lying on top of Tanya in the dirt, kissing.
“Hey, guys, what are you doing?” he asked, pulling Alan off of his niece, “stop, it’s inappropriate.”
Tanya was wasted, and Alan was taking advantage of her, suddenly annoyed that Johnny had just interrupted his chance to screw Tanya.
“We’re just having fun, for fuck sake,” Alan said.
“Not with Tanya, not while she’s drunk,” he warned him, being the over protective uncle.
Johnny helped Tanya over to where the tables were, and sat her on a chair.
“Here, drink some water,” he said, handing her a glass.
Tanya took sips from the cup, then put her head down on the table.
“Fuck I’m drunk,” she complained.
“Yeah I warned you,” he said.
“Sorry, please don’t tell mom,” she urged him.
“Well, you can come and sleep at our house tonight, that’ll save us both getting into trouble,” he suggested, “I’ll text your mother now and let her know.”
Moments later, Johnny suggested they go home. Tanya was still slouched over the table, and people were discussing her state. Johnny was embarrassed and decided they should leave the party.
“I’ll carry her to the car,” he told his wife.
“Oh come on guys, you aren’t leaving, are you!” Benny pleaded.
“Tanya’s drunk, I have to get her home,” he told his best friend.
“Yeah ok, no problem,” Benny replied, “totally understandable.”
Johnny walked Tanya out to the car, while his wife looked for Alan and said goodbye to everyone.
Back at the car, Johnny sat Tanya in the backseat and fanned her, cooling her down.
“Ah, that feels nice,” she mumbled.
To allow for more air circulation, Johnny unbuttoned her top, and pulled it open, exposing the pretty little bra holding up her breasts, triggering an erection.
“Shit, what the fuck!” he said, buttoning her top back up, embarrassed by his reaction.
“Ok, we ready?” his wife asked, helping Alan into the backseat with Tanya, “is she ok?”
“Yeah, she just needs to sleep it off,” he suggested.
As Johnny drove off and headed home, he kept an eye on them in the rearview mirror.
“You ok, or you drunk too?” he asked his wife sitting beside him.
“Tipsy,” she smirked, “but I certainly didn’t drink as much as those two.”
“I don’t think anyone at the party drank as much as they did,” he said.
Once they arrived home, Jane helped Alan out of the car and into the house.
“You ok with Tanya?” his wife asked him.
“Yeah, I’ll have to carry her in,” he replied.
Johnny reached into the backseat, picked his niece up and carried her inside, laying her down in the bedroom at the far end of the house.
“You got her?” his wife asked him, “do you need anything?”
“Well, I can’t leave her like this, I’ll give her one of my shirts to change into,” he said, pointing out how dirty her clothes were.”
“Ok, I’m just going to lay down in bed,” Jane informed him, “Alan has already crashed, and the alcohol is just starting to hit me.”
Johnny walked his wife to their room, helped her into bed, then looked for a large top for his niece to wear, before returning to her.
“Hey, I brought you a top to change into,” he said, “do you want it?”
Tanya sat up and began unbuttoning her top, struggling to remain sitting upright.
Johnny placed one knee on the bed, and assisted.
“This is weird,” she grinned.
“Yeah, you’re weird,” he said.
Tanya leaned back on her hands, grinning, allowing her uncle to help her change.
“You got this,” she smirked.
“I see you don’t,” he winked, unbuttoning her shirt, “you ok me helping you change.”
“Ooh, kinky,” she said, embarrassing both of them, “shit I’m sorry, that was weird.”
“That’s ok, it’s not everyday your niece makes a pass at you,” he winked.
“Ha ha ha,” she giggled sarcastically.
“Ok, lift your arms up,” he instructed her.
Tanya lifted her arms, as Johnny took her top off, excited to see her breasts again, in her sexy satin bra.
“Can you hand me the top, please?” she asked.
“You can’t sleep in those dirty jeans,” he said, “they’re filthy.”
“God, I just wanna sleep,” she said.
“Come on, I’ll help you!” he offered.
Frustrated, Tanya laid down and unzipped her jeans, then struggled taking them off.
“Fucking jeans,” she cursed, “I really need to lose some weight, I’m so fat.”
“Here, I’ll help,” he said, first removing her shoes, then tugging on her jeans.
As her jeans slipped from her waist and down her legs, she covered her crotch area, her pubic region visible through her lace underwear.
Tanya was never going to be Miss Universe anytime soon, not with the extra baby fat and stretch marks on her breasts and thighs, but it didn’t stop Johnny finding her sexually attractive.
Johnny threw caution to the wind, and began caressing her feet, the pungent smell of shoe leather stoking the forbidden desire inside him.
“What are you doing?” she shrieked.
“Trying to relax you,” he whispered.
“My feet are filth,” she said.
“They’re ok,” he replied, “just relax and enjoy.”
“Where’s that top, can I have it?” she asked.
“Of course, unless you want to stay like that?” he grinned.
“I want to take this bra off,” she said, ignoring his dirty mind, “can I have the top, please?”
“You aren’t enjoying the foot rub?” he queried her.
“No I am, but it’s making me sleepy,” she said.
Johnny stood up and handed her the top, then watched as she struggled with her bra.
“Want me to help?” he asked.
“Yes please,” she said, dropping her hands in sheer frustration.
Johnny lifted the back of her top, and released the clasps on her bra.
“There, you should be able to take it off now,” he suggested.
“It’s caught somewhere,” she said, tugging on her bra.
“I need to lift your top to see where it’s caught?” he said.
“Ok, just do it,” she urged him, fed up by this stage.
Taking full advantage of the situation, Johnny groped her breasts under her top, as he freed her bra.
“Hey,” she smirked, “that’s rude.”
“Oh, you probably liked it anyway,” he laughed, “here’s your bra.”
“Thanks,” she said, not responding to his sarcasm.
“Want a massage?” he asked her.
“What, you haven’t touched me enough, tonight!” she smirked.
Johnny shocked by her reply, thought about how to respond, deciding to just go with it, and see where it leads.
“Not really,” he smirked, “but I wouldn’t mind touching you some more.”
“Yeah I knew,” she said.
“How?” he asked.
“Senses,” she said, “a woman always knows.”
“So, can I?” he grinned.
“Just not my private parts,” she told him.
Johnny couldn’t believe his luck, as he got up and locked the door, then sat on the bed beside her, and stroked her face and forehead.
“That feels nice,” she whispered.
He ran his fingers over her shoulders, down her arms and back up again, repeating it with her other arm.
Careful not to push his luck, he avoided her breasts and ran his fingers down her ribcage, then made soft circles on her belly, gently caressing her navel, her breathing becoming more prominent.
He pressed on, making her tremble as his fingers ran over her hips, and back up again, teasing her.
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