East Coast Summer

Literotic asexstories – East Coast Summer by alicynchains,alicynchains Kate had been waiting all summer to be out from under the thumb of her over controlling father. She was going to spend time with her extended family on the east coast. She’d be staying with her uncle from her father’s side and his family. Finally, she had a week of freedom. A week to hang out with her cousins that she never got to see. A week to explore a new city.

At least that was what she had been fantasizing about since she and her parents had started planning the trip at the beginning of the year. It was a graduation present—her very first vacation without her parents before she would be heading off to college in the Fall.

She had several cousins of different age and parentage, and she was most excited to see Evie, her 24-year-old cousin by her Uncle Grant and his first wife. But Evie had the nerve to go and get pregnant and so any ideas Kate had of convincing her to take her for an overnight adventure across the border to Toronto where she could legally drink and go to clubs now seemed very unrealistic. Evie’s 21-year-old brother, Robert, was spending the summer abroad, so he wouldn’t be around either. That left Kate with her only other cousin, Danny, Uncle Grant’s eight-year-old son with his current girlfriend. Kate feared her week of summer fun might turn into a week of babysitting if she wasn’t careful.

Luckily, even though she hadn’t been having the exciting time she hoped for, her uncle hadn’t stuck her on babysitting duty. His girlfriend, Candace, was on a work trip, and so it had just been the three of them hanging out so far. She didn’t mind spending time with Uncle Grant—he was nice and they’d always got along well, but he was still her dad’s brother. Grant was the younger brother at 47 and had the same broad-shouldered build and dark chocolate colored hair and eyes that her father had. He was always active and had liked sports a lot in his younger years, and he could often be found kicking a soccer ball around the yard with Danny, or teaching him how to play basketball in the driveway where they had a hoop mounted by the garage.

That day, however, Uncle Grant had gone to drop off Danny at a playdate. Kate was alone at the house until he returned, and it was her job to pick out an activity that she and Grant would do before they had to pick up Danny that evening.

Kate was lounging on the comfortable patio furniture in the backyard, wearing her bikini and trying to catch a bit of a tan while she scrolled through things to do on her phone. She’d wished she’d done a bit more research in advance. When she thought of the east coast, she thought of Washington D.C. and Baltimore and Philadelphia and New York City and Boston all kind of being neighbors. It wasn’t until she’d arrived and really started looking at a map that she realized, while some of those locations were closer to each other, none of them were close to Rochester. And Rochester was not giving her the New York experience she’d been fantasizing about all year. Her own fault for not doing research in advance. It’s not that she wasn’t having fun, but she had been doing a whole lot of reevaluating her expectations for the trip since she had got there.

Feeling a little discouraged by her findings, Kate put her phone down. Grant wasn’t due home for another 30 minutes, at least, so she decided to take her bikini top off and lay face down on the cushioned couch so she could get a smooth tan on her back, free of lines. Relaxed by the warmth, she closed her eyes and drifted off to sleep.

“Kate?”

The sound of her uncle’s voice roused her from her unintended nap. She pushed herself up to a seated position, remembering too late that she had taken her top off before she’d fallen asleep. She squeaked in horror, covering her chest with her hands. She was a full C-cup, something she was usually quite happy about, but was now painfully aware of how her small hands didn’t provide a lot of coverage. Her nipples tingled pleasantly, hardening under her hands. She wished her wavy, blonde hair was just a couple inches longer so it could help hide her breasts.

Grant looked as shocked as Kate felt. And maybe almost as embarrassed. His cheeks were pink as he averted his gaze from his exposed niece. “I’m so sorry—” his voice faltered, “I didn’t know—I’ll…”

“No, I’m sorry,” said Kate hastily. “I shouldn’t have—well, I didn’t mean to fall asleep. Just a sec.” Grant was still looking away from her and Kate grabbed her bikini top hastily. She was so embarrassed her hands were shaking and it was making it even harder for her to untangle it to put on. She knew he’d probably be able to see her a little bit out of the corner of his eye and that only added to the nerves. After fumbling with the strings for a painfully long time, Kate finally secured her swimsuit and said, “Okay, decent.”

Grant looked back to her again, almost a little hesitantly as though he wasn’t sure just how decent she may or may not be the next time he laid eyes on her. She wasn’t sure what to say next, and he was clearly shaken out of speech too. He stood there for a moment, as if waiting for something.

“I’m sorry,” she muttered, blushing furiously.

“It’s okay,” he reassured her.

Kate’s eyes moved involuntarily down his body until she was staring straight at his crotch where she was convinced the outline of his package was now slightly visible. From the look of it, he was more than okay with the glimpse he got to see. She knew that should make her uncomfortable, and maybe it did a little bit, but it also made her feel kind of proud. She didn’t want him to be attracted to her, of course, but some pathetic and vain part of her wanted to be beautiful in the way that a real man, not some dorky high school boy, might find attractive.

Realizing where she had been looking, her eyes snapped up to meet his. Just in time to see his eyes move up her body too. She hoped he hadn’t noticed that. She hadn’t wanted to notice, that was for sure.

She became hyperaware of just how little she was wearing. Her bikini bottoms were a revealing style with just little strings holding the sides together. In addition to that, they were a bit tight on her and sometimes clung a little too tight to her crotch, and she wondered self consciously if the outline of her pussy was showing.

“I’m sorry,” she repeated anyway. She suddenly got the feeling he had noticed her involuntary glance down.

“Please stop apologizing, Kate. We’re both adults. I’ve seen more than one pair of breasts in my life. Though, usually not ones as nice as yours… and young.” He cleared his throat uncomfortably, as if just realizing what he’d said aloud. It was his turn to look at the ground, embarrassed.

“Oh, um, thanks…?” Kate giggled nervously. “That’s actually the first time I’ve been told that. So as awkward as this was, thanks for saying that.”

“You’re welcome,” he said hesitantly. “I’m truly surprised I am the first one to say that.”

“I don’t usually go around with my bare breasts out.”

Kate couldn’t help but notice his eyes had drifted down to her chest again. Following his gaze, she saw that her bikini top was slightly askew and the outline of her nipples was very obvious through the thin white fabric. The top didn’t have any padding, making it all the more revealing. She tried to adjust the top slightly and immediately regretted it when she saw the way it made her breasts jiggle as she did.

Again, she couldn’t help herself from glancing at the front of his pants. The bulge of his package had become more apparent, but of course, she didn’t mention it.

She could tell her uncle was biting back whatever the first thing was that had come to mind. He completely changed the topic instead. “Did you find something for us to do today?”

“Oh, uh, I was looking at a couple options but I fell asleep before I could decide. We don’t have to do anything, you know,” she offered.

“I get it if you’re feeling uncomfortable and need some time alone now,” he sighed, actually looking a little disappointed.

“It’s not that,” she said awkwardly, not wanting to be rude but also not wanting him to think that was the cause of her lack of interest in going out. “It’s just… well, Rochester isn’t exactly—it is cool,” she insisted, more to convince herself, “it’s just not the part of New York I imagined seeing.”

“I see,” he nodded in understanding.

“And when we planned the trip, it was before Evie was pregnant and Robert went abroad, so I imagined doing some stuff with them…”

“But you got stuck with your boring old uncle?” he suggested.

“You’re not boring,” Kate insisted, “and not that old.”

“Thanks, Katie,” he chuckled. “I know this isn’t the most thrilling place, but you’d mentioned wanting to go over to the conservatory. We could still do that.”

“Can we just hang out here?” she asked. “It’s nice in the backyard. You could join me?”

“Sure, how about I go grab us some drinks and then you can continue to tell me how boring it is here,” he said teasingly. “What are you drinking?”

“What are you offering?”

He paused, thinking about it. “I have a nice white wine in the fridge. Would you like that?”

“I’m not sure,” she shrugged. “But I’d be happy to learn the answer.”

Looking amused he left for the kitchen. Katie took advantage of being alone to readjust her swimsuit, making sure her breasts were being held in place and her bottoms weren’t askew. Her eyes lingered on her chest. She fidgeted with her top again, rearranging herself so her tits were just a little more revealed. He’d told her they were nice after all. She couldn’t help noticing her nipples were still visibly erect through the fabric.

Despite her inexperience, Kate had received attention from some guys at school before. She had big brown eyes and long, blonde hair and a fit body from doing track through high school. It was thrilling to realize not just high school boys found her pretty.

Uncle Grant returned a moment later, carrying a bottle of white wine and two glasses. He set the glasses down, popped the cork, and poured a glass for each of them. He handed one to Kate and said, “Don’t tell your father I let you have your first wine.”

“It’s not my first!” she said indignantly. “I’ve had a sip here and there. But believe me, I won’t say a word. I want to feel like I took advantage of having a little more freedom over here than I would at home.” Kate took a sip of the wine. It had clearly come straight from the refrigerator and the chilled light flavor was pleasant in the summer heat. “I’ve only had red wine before. I like this better.”

“I’m glad you like it,” he chuckled. “What were you hoping to do with all your newfound freedom on this trip?”

“Well, originally, I thought I’d try to get Evie to take me to Toronto and maybe go to a club or bar. Sort of thought I could get a summer vacation fling or something,” she mumbled. “I don’t know.”

“If I’d known you wanted to go to Toronto, I could have planned a trip for us. Though, I doubt you’d want me to take you clubbing.”

“You wouldn’t take me clubbing,” she brushed it off. “But thank you, that’s sweet of you to say.”

They chatted casually about this and that for a while before the conversation died down. Katie stretched her legs out on the couch and enjoyed the warmth of the sun.

“I hope you have sunscreen on, missy,” he eyed her. He leaned over to refill both their glasses of wine.

“A bit,” she said. “Kind of hard to get a tan with sunscreen on though.” Eying his white skin, Kate said, “You should try it sometime.”

“I prefer my skin cancer-free, thank you,” he declined.

“20 minutes won’t kill you,” she argued.

“It might.”

Kate just rolled her eyes and laughed. She raised her head so she could look down at her chest and rearranged her bikini top slightly to ensure she wouldn’t get unsightly, uneven tan lines herself.

“Fine,” he grumbled. “Now you’ve gone and made me self-conscious about it.” He pulled his shirt off over his head so he could soak up the rays too.

“Aw, I was just teasing,” she apologized, feeling a little bad. She couldn’t help noticing he had a nicer body than she realized. In addition to running around after his young son, he must have been using the weights she’d seen in the garage, at least sometimes. He had big arms and a nicely toned chest with a light amount of dark hair on it. “You have nothing to be self-conscious about, Uncle Grant.”

“Well, you teased me right out of my shirt.”

“Wonder what else I could tease you out of.” Kate hadn’t meant anything by it—it was the kind of comment she might have made in jest with her friends—but the look of surprise on Grant’s face told her it had come off much less innocent when said to him. “I was… kidding. Sorry,” she mumbled awkwardly.

He gave her a smile, but neither of them said anything for a while after that.

“Katie,” he broke the silence finally, “I’m sorry, but I can’t stop thinking about what you said earlier… You’ve really never received a compliment before now?”

“Well, I’ve received compliments, like, on my outfits or hair or whatever. But not on my body.”

“You should be. In a respectful way, of course.” He paused as though debating the appropriateness of what he wanted to say. “I hope this doesn’t make you uncomfortable, but you are a very beautiful young woman and you deserve to hear that.” Another pause. “I get the feeling your father would rather like to pretend you’ll never be intimate with a man instead of telling you how a proper man should treat you. So, as your older male relative who cares about your wellbeing, I feel I need to tell you.”

“Oh,” said Katie, a little surprised by the turn of conversation. “Okay.”

“Anyone you are with—man, woman, whoever—should tell you how beautiful you are. They should make you feel like the most beautiful woman in the world. Please, don’t accept any less than that.”

“Oh, thanks, Uncle Grant.” She bit her lip. “It’s not like I’m choosing bad guys, you know. It’s more because, well, I just haven’t been intimate with anyone… at all.”

“I suspect that has more to do with your father’s rules than a lack of interest from people,” he said knowingly.

“Yeah. His rules. Plus I haven’t found anyone worth rebelling with.”

“Boys at your high school weren’t doing it for you?”

“I guess not.”

“You’ll meet lots of guys in college, don’t worry,” he reassured her.

She made a noncommittal hm.

“Or girls?” he suggested, seeing her lack of enthusiasm.

Another hm and a shrug.

“And if you’re not interested in anyone—if you’re asexual—that’s okay too.”

“Oh, I’m not asexual,” she snorted. “I’m just not sure if I’ll find what I’m looking for in college either.”

“Well, gosh, what are you looking for then? Picky is good, don’t get me wrong, but what do you want that you think is so hard to find?”

“A, uh,” she hesitated, “a man—like, a real man.” He raised his brows questioningly. She used the bravery from the two glasses of wine to finally spill the secret she had never told anyone before. Not even her girlfriends. “I like… older men.”

“I see.” He looked at her thoughtfully. “How much older are we talking?”

“Older,” she said vaguely, feeling her cheeks go warm.

“Older than 20?”

“Obviously,” she laughed.

“Right, you said college age wouldn’t do it for you. Older than 30?”

She nodded slowly.

“Older than 35?”

She nodded again.

“Older than 40?” he asked, his brows raised.

She nodded, embarrassed, not wanting to my eye contact with him.

“Jesus, girl, what’s your limit then?”

“I dunno,” she mumbled. “50? Maybe. I guess it depends. Over 30 years difference is pushing it a little bit, I think.”

“30 years is a very significant gap,” he pointed out unnecessarily.

“Yeah, I’m aware, thanks,” she grumbled. “It’s embarrassing enough to admit without you reminding me.”

“I’m not trying to embarrass you, Katie. Not at all,” he assured her. “Plenty of people like an age gap, and you shouldn’t feel ashamed of that. But I also want you to be aware of the reality.”

“Yeah, yeah. Different life stages, expectations, interests, etc., I know. Maybe I’m an old soul or something because I’ve always felt out of place with people my own age for whatever reason.”

“More than that,” he said. “Do you really want to be with a man who’s already lived a full life? Maybe even had a family already. You could have a million first experiences with someone your own age. Grow old together.”

“I like the idea of being with a man who is more experienced. It’s not a turn off for me. I want a man who can teach me.”

“There are men who will try to take advantage of your naivety and inexperience. Perverts who will want to defile a barely legal girl such as yourself.”

“Right.” Kate squeezed her thighs together tightly, ashamed by the way she tingled at his words. She bit her lip hard, wishing she didn’t feel the way she did.

“I didn’t mean to upset you, honey,” he said gently. “I just want you to be aware.”

“You didn’t upset me,” she said, though her voice wavered unconvincingly. “Fuck.” Her big brown eyes stung with tears of embarrassment. “Uncle Grant, I’m so fucked up in the head and I don’t know why I’m like this.”

“Oh, Katie,” he murmured, “there’s nothing wrong with you. We all have different desires. It doesn’t make you fucked up in the head.”

“You don’t understand.” Tears were falling down her cheek in earnest now. “What I want is fucked—not the age part. I know it’s so wrong but what you said about perverts wanting to take advantage of me and defile me…” She took a deep breath, “I think it’s hot. It turns me on even though I know that’s messed up.”

“Lots of people have fantasies sometimes that are less than ethical,” he said comfortingly. “That’s okay and there isn’t anything wrong with you. It’s what you do with those fantasies that matters. Your desires don’t make you a sick person, but you need to be aware of how you satisfy them so you don’t put yourself in an unsafe or unhealthy situation.”

“Thanks,” she said quietly. “That’s nice of you to say.” Hoping to lighten the mood a little bit and distract herself from her own woes, she said, “What’s your unethical fantasy then?”

“That’s none of your business, missy.”

“Why? You one of those sick pervs who wants to defile barely legal girls?” She’d meant it mostly as a joke, albeit an inappropriate one.

“Why the fuck would you say that?” he said, clearly not taking it as a joke.

“Relax, I’m just kidding. But the way your jeans are bunched up in your current position looks like a hard-on.”

“That’s not an appropriate joke to make with your uncle,” he said shortly, shifting a little in his seat.

With a boldness that came from a part of Kate she had never met before, she heard herself say, “Well, it wasn’t appropriate to pop a bone when you saw my bare tits either, but I wasn’t going to call you out on it.”

“Jesus Christ, Kate,” he muttered. It was his turn to turn red and look away.

“I know it’s just a biological reaction,” she rolled her eyes. “I may not have much experience, but I have taken health class and been around plenty of teenage boys.”

“Right,” he grunted. “I’m sorry.”

“It’s okay,” she reassured him. “I’m not mad. I really was just teasing.”

“Hm.”

“Shame though,” said Kate slyly. “That might have made this trip much more interesting.” She shot him a glance. He was wearing a blank expression that said he had no idea how to take what she had said. “If you were a perv who got aroused by the sight of your almost naked niece, well, that would be pretty fucked up. I might try to take advantage of it. Maybe I’d make you show me and tell you that if you didn’t, I’d tell my Daddy.”

Silence. Then Grant started laughing. “You have a twisted sense of humor when your drunk, Katie.”

“I’m not drunk!” she protested. “I feel it a little bit though. But in a nice way. Not in a drunk way.”

They were both quiet for several minutes after that.

“Show you what?” said Grant reluctantly. At her questioning look, he added, “You said you’d blackmail me into showing you. You never said what it is.”

Kate swallowed dryly. She didn’t know what she was doing. She wasn’t sure she’d been joking either. She had no idea where the twisted things she’d been saying had come from. And she didn’t know why she kept going, but she did.

Looking him dead in the eye, she said, “Your erection.”

He snorted. “Honey, if you had a pervy uncle, you should extort him for money or something like that. I don’t think he’d be too upset about you wanting to see his dick.”

“I don’t want money,” she said simply. “I want to see a hard cock in real life.”

“You’ve really never seen one in person?” he asked.

“Are you surprised?” she said, looking at him. “You know my father.” They’d both been raised quite conservatively and it had stuck with her dad and deeply influenced the way he had raised her. “No dating in high school.”

Looking amused he said, “Well, you don’t need to date to see—” he stopped himself as though he just realized how inappropriate his intended sentence was going to be. “I doubt his goal was to try to prevent you from seeing a penis altogether until you were in your twenties…”

“Well, I think his goal was to prevent me from seeing one until I was married. Or maybe ever.”

At that, Grant chuckled. Kate scowled.

“Thanks, embarrassing enough without you laughing at me,” she said snippily.

“I’m sorry, Katie, I’m not laughing at you.”

“Well, it feels a lot like you are.” She looked away huffily.

“I’m not,” he promised.

Again, they fell quiet for several minutes.

It was Grant who broke the silence this time too, saying with a little laugh, “You really want to see a dick that bad?”

“Yeah,” she shrugged. “I really, really want to. An erect one, specifically. Thought I might even have a shot at it on this trip, but I know the likelihood of meeting someone is pretty slim at this point.”

She’d never said things like this to anyone. Maybe the truth kept spilling out because it felt good to finally release it. Maybe he’d just made her feel like it was a safe place to speak her mind. Deep down, she knew it must be more than that though because she was directly implicating him in her scenario. For that reason, as shocked as she was to hear the question that came out of her uncle’s mouth next, part of her also wondered if she had lured him into saying it.

“Would you like to see mine?”

Her heart sped in her chest. She was so in over her head. Her uncle was offering to expose himself to her. It was so inappropriate for him to even offer such a thing. Wrong on every level. But the thrill of it felt so good. So freeing.

“So, you’re hard right now?”

“Yes.”

“Why are you hard, Uncle Grant?” When he didn’t answer, she asked, “Is it because you’re a pervert?”

“It’s because some of the topics that were brought up were arousing.” Though he spoke in a calm logical tone, she could still see his cheeks flush as well. “And the sight of your beautiful breasts earlier certainly contributed.”

“So, yes,” she grinned, wondering which of her desires excited him… Was it the age difference? Her desperation to see a cock? Her dirty desire to be defiled?

“And because you made me feel guilty about you having a disappointing trip,” he added.

“Guilt boner?” she snorted. “Whatever you say.” She eyed him, trying to get a read on him and what the heck was going on. “You’re not joking, are you?”

“Only if what you said was a joke.”

She shook her head. “And it’s not a trick? Some kind of test and you’re going to tell my dad on me?”

“No, honey, it’s definitely not a trick. There is no way in hell I would mention this to your father.”

“You really wouldn’t tell?”

“No. Would you?”

“No.” She swallowed. “Okay.”

“You want to see it?” he sounded almost taken aback. She nodded. He nodded too. His hands moved to the front of his pants. To his belt buckle. Undoing it. Instead of popping the button open on his jeans, he said, “Are you sure, Katie?”

“You’re the one who offered!” she said indignantly. “I didn’t ask to see it.”

“You may as well have.”

Kate knew he was right about that. She bit her lip, looking at the front of his pants where his jeans were bulging a bit. “Is it nice?” she asked tentatively.

To her surprise, he laughed, “What kind of question is that?”

“I dunno. I know I asked for this, but this is fucked up. And so, if I’m gonna look—if we cross that line… well, I want the view to be worth it.”

He looked like he wanted to argue but couldn’t. Finally, he said, “It’s bigger than average.”

“Is it, like, scary?”

It looked like he was trying very hard to be understanding and not laugh, but Kate was painfully aware of the fact that he was amused. “I imagine to a virgin most cocks might look a bit scary.”

“You’re probably right.”

“Everyone finds different things pleasing or attractive. That being said, I haven’t received any complaints.”

“Okay.”

“Okay?”

“Okay, show me.”

“Okay.”

He undid the button. The sound of his zipper going down was audible as Kate held her breath. He reached his hand into his pants. Her eyes were glued to what he was doing as he pushed the slit at the front of his black underwear. It felt like everything was moving in slow motion as he allowed his manhood out of its confines. Thick and fleshy with a big pink crown.

“That’s it?” she asked, staring at it.

“It does get bigger,” he said, sounding a bit indignant.

“What?” Her eyes flicked up to his.

“Honey, the next time you see a man’s cock for the first time, please try not to say that’s it.”

“Huh?” It took her a moment to realize what he was saying. And how he interpreted what she had said. “I just thought… well, what about your balls?”

“Oh,” he snorted. He stood up so he could pull his pants and underwear down below his butt, fully uncovering his privates for her—balls and everything. It wasn’t more than two feet away from her. At the most.

“Sorry,” she mumbled, feeling kind of bad now that she realized how it had come off. “It wasn’t about the size.” She eyed it again. It was extended outwards as though it was reaching towards her. “It really gets bigger than that?” she asked warily. She thought it already looked like a substantial size. Especially in girth.

“When I’m fully erect, yes.”

“How erect are you right now?” she asked. She thought it looked hard already.

“About 70 percent.”

“Can you lift it up so I can see the underside?” she asked, peering at his meat curiously.

“Sure, honey.” Putting his fingers at the base of his cock, he pushed it upwards, giving her a view of the backside of his mushroom head and the firm looking rod that stretched down and eventually transitioned to his ball sack. His pubic hair looked as though he kept it trimmed but didn’t look heavily groomed.

“Um, Uncle Grant,” she said nervously, “what about the other 30 percent?”

“It adds about an inch.”

“A whole inch more?” she said in disbelief, already thinking his piece looked large. “What does it look like, fully erect?” she prodded. “Just like right now but a little bit longer?”

“Mostly. But it also gets stiffer and stands up even more.”

She paused, but she wasn’t sure why she was hesitating anymore. They had already crossed so many lines. What was happening was completely inappropriate. Throwing caution to the wind, she said, “Can I see?”

“Now?”

“Unless you want to show me your cock on a second occasion.”

“No. Now is more than enough. But honey, for it to be completely hard, I have to be…”

“Aroused. I know. But you’re already mostly hard. And the longer it’s been out and we’ve been looking at it, it’s been getting slowly bigger.”

He sighed, then looking Kate straight in the eyes, said, “Show me your tits, Katie.”

She raised her brows. “Oh, so you are a pervert!”

“It’s that or stroke myself.”

The thought of him working his cock in front of her was filthy and extremely tempting. She wanted to see that too. But she would expose herself to him again. She needed to see him grow aroused by the sight of her nakedness.

Kate reached behind her back with one hand and tugged the bow that held her bikini top on. She held her other arm across her chest so she didn’t reveal herself right away and teased just a little bit. She bit her lip, looking up into Grant’s eyes when she finally tossed her top off completely and showed herself to him.

His eyes moved from hers down to her chest. Her tan nipples were knotted in tight buds on her perky mounds. She stood there proudly, loving how it felt to have his eyes on her like that.

“Wow, honey, thank you,” he said, soaking in the sight of his young niece’s body. “They’re perfect. You’re beautiful.”

“Thanks,” she blushed, tucking a lock of hair behind her ear.

Kate’s eyes were lowered, fixed on his manhood. It twitched. She watched it get hard right in front of her face. His cock was twitching every so often and it was visibly growing. It happened fast too.

“It’s bigger than I thought it would be,” Kate said. His rod was now standing at a high angle and looked very hard. She could even see the veins on it.

“It is bigger than average.”

“It’s nice though,” she decided. “It looks like a lot of porn dicks so I assume that means it’s a nice one.”

“Thank you, Katie,” he said, watching his niece examine his cock.

It twitched several more times as she watched.

“Thanks for, um, showing me,” she said, tearing her eyes away from his large cock and looking up at him.

“You’re welcome, Katie.”

“This may sound kind of crazy, but I’m actually kind of glad you showed me my first one… I would have felt awkward with someone I didn’t know. And it’s a pretty good looking one.”

He smiled but there was a hint of sadness behind it. “I’m glad you felt comfortable asking. I don’t think your father ever meant to keep you from men so long that you felt uncomfortable. I’m sure he thought you would end up fooling around at least a little bit before now.”

“But he told me not to,” she looked up at him reproachfully.

“He probably thought you’d sneak around a little bit anyway. Kids do that.”

“I always do what Daddy says. Always.” Seeing movement, her eyes shifted down in time to catch his cock flexing. Had he liked hearing her say that for some reason? In a sexual way… Or had it been completely unrelated and involuntary.

“Oh, Katie, you’re such a good, sweet girl.” He caressed her head softly and stroked her hair. It would have been a touching sight if his pants weren’t down and showing his boner as he stood in front of her with her head eye-level with his cock.

“Thanks,” she muttered.

He stopped stroking her hair and looked down at her. “Are you ready for me to put it away now?”

“What if you didn’t,” she bit her lip, “put it away.”

“What are you saying, Katie?”

“It’s just so hard now.”

“It will go down eventually. If I stop looking at your tits.”

“You like them that much?” She beamed up at him.

He nodded. “So much more than I should.”

“Pervert,” she smirked. “Maybe I won’t put my top back on then.”

“You shouldn’t indulge me.” His tone was unreadable to her.

“Why not?” she asked innocently.

“Because you’re my 18-year-old niece.”

“Fuck.” Kate’s stomach fluttered. She’d seen his cock pulsing again. “Sounds like that belongs in a porno.” She swallowed, and worked up the nerve to say, “It’s hot.”

“Is that the kind of porn you like to watch?”

“Do you?” she returned, her cheeks feeling warm.

“I like lots of things,” he said evasively.

“Tell me what it was I said earlier that turned you on so much,” she said persuasively. When he didn’t answer, she tried, “Do you like younger women?”

“Sometimes.”

Kate’s eyes were on Grant’s cock again as she interrogated him. It was as hard as ever. “Innocent 18-year-olds?” His manhood was twitching with desire. “That’s twisted.” And it turned her on to know. “Wow, your cock looks so hard!”

“Is that a good enough answer for you?”

She nodded. In a low voice, she said, “Do you need to cum?”

“It’ll go down one way or another.”

She looked up into his dark eyes, and straightforwardly said, “I want you to cum.”

“Fuck, Katie,” he groaned as she wore down his resolve.

She knew she was close to breaking him. “Please, Uncle Grant, I wanna see it.”

“Under one condition,” he finally gave in. She looked up at him questioningly. “You have to help.”

“You have to teach me how.” Kate’s heart was racing. She couldn’t believe what was happening. “Show me first.”

“Show you? I can’t really show you how to suck my dick, but I’ll teach you, honey, don’t worry.”

“Suck… I thought you meant I’d help by stroking it?”

“I don’t think I ever said that.”

“Oh,” she looked at him, surprised.

He gave her a gentle smile, but the words he spoke were absolutely twisted, “This is the part where the older man defiles the innocent little girl, okay?”

“Yes,” she whispered, her heart pounding in her throat.

“Touch it, Katie.”

As nervous as she was, she didn’t need convincing. “How?”

“However you want, honey.”

She nodded and reached her hand out tentatively. She couldn’t believe what was happening. Kate slowly wrapped her hand around her uncle’s manhood. It was thick and warm and rigid. She squeezed it gently and it flexed in her hand.

Seeing her wide-eyed expression, he said, “That means it likes you.”

She stroked it lightly from base to tip, admiring how big it looked in her hand. “I like it too,” she decided.

“Then you should give it a kiss so it knows.”

Kate raised her eyes to meet his as her lips touched cock for the first time. She gave it a tender kiss, her hand still wrapped around the base. Pulling back, she looked at the big, pink crown, now excited to explore it with her tongue.

“Can I keep going?” she asked quietly. “I know it won’t be that good because it’s my first time, but I’ve read how and I’ve watched lots of porn and stuff.”

“Enthusiasm outweighs experience, in my opinion. Suck your first dick, Katie,” he encouraged.

She bit her lip, smiling nervously before putting her lips to him again, this time, parting them and accepting his manhood into her mouth. She sucked lightly on the head and Grant let out a contented sigh. Emboldened, Kate started to swirl her tongue around it, enjoying feeling the shape with her mouth.

“Ohh… Katie, you’re doing so well already,” he murmured, stroking her hair softly. “You’re making me feel really good.”

She liked the way he he moaned her name. Kate tried sucking more of his thick shaft into her mouth, bobbing her head rhythmically.

“Uh, fuck… yes, honey. Just like that.”

When his cock hit the back of her mouth, she had to fight the urge to gag, pulling back and coughing a little. As soon as she had regained control, she starting sucking on him again.

Grant’s hands moved to the back of her head. His breathing had deepened. He softly moaned his praises to Kate as she pleasured him.

Kate could feel saliva dripping down her chin but didn’t care. She increased the suction slightly. She loved the way his hardness felt in her mouth.

“Don’t stop, honey,” he grunted. He was thrusting slightly, returning her movements, but not roughly. “Uhh—oh fuck, that’s it.” His hands knotted in her hair. “Just like that. UH.”

He held her still, and a moment later, his hot cum filled her mouth. She felt his cock twitching as it released spurt after spurt of cream. Kate gulped it down eagerly. She hadn’t expected him to cum in her mouth. She hadn’t thought about it really. But she found herself enjoying the experience. From the taste to the feeling to the sound of his pleasure.

Kate decided she liked sucking dick.

“That was wonderful, Katie,” he murmured, stroking her hair as his breathing returned to normal. “Thank you.”

She felt a wave of relief and pride wash over her. She smiled up at him, happy she had pleased him and hadn’t made a fool of herself.

He knelt down in front of her so he was just a little below eye level with her. His hands came to her knees. They felt big and warm as they traveled up her thighs.

“W-what are you doing?” she whispered as his fingers hooked under the bottoms of her swimsuit.

“Well, honey, when you suck a man off, the least he can do is return the favor and give you an orgasm.”

“You’re going to give me an orgasm?” Even though she had just had his manhood in her mouth, the thought of him seeing and touching her privates still made her a little nervous. And excited.

“I’m certainly going to try.”

“What are you going to do?”

“First, I’m going to explore you with my fingers. Then I’m going to lick you. Will you let me do that, Katie?”

“Okay,” she breathed.

He tugged at her bottoms and she lifted her bum a little so he could pull them down her legs and take them off. She had her legs pressed together.

Putting his hands on her knees again, he said, “Show me your special place.”

She let him part her legs, revealing her pussy to a man for the first time.

“Beautiful,” he said, looking at her womanhood hungrily as she spread herself. With one finger, he stroked her from slit to clit. “So wet already.”

“I liked sucking your cock,” she admitted. “And tasting your cum.”

“Naughty girl,” he said affectionately.

He parted her petals with his fingers so he could see all of her. One thumb came to rest on her clit. Her pussy clenched in anticipation as he pressed on it slightly and then rubbed it in light circles. To her dismay, he stopped a moment later. His fingers moved lower, teasing around her entrance. She could feel her lips, slippery with her juices, while he explored.

He lowered his head and placed a kiss right on her little bud. She squirmed in delight as his tongue started to circle it. He was still teasing her around her slit with his fingers while he used his mouth.

“Have you ever had anything in your pussy before?” he paused to ask. “Fingers?”

“My own fingers,” she nodded. “And a dildo.”

“How big is your dildo, honey? Do you like to fuck yourself with it?”

“Yes,” she admitted shyly. “Um, it’s bigger than two of my fingers but smaller than your cock.” As soon as she said it, she started imagining what it would feel like to be stretched by his manhood.

“Good. I’m going to put my finger in you now. Tell me if it hurts at all.”

Kate was plenty wet, however, and it didn’t hurt at all as he worked his way into her tight hole. She moaned when his middle finger was all the way inside her. His lips were back on her clit, sucking on it as he started stroking her channel.

“Oh my god,” she gasped at the new sensation. Subconsciously, her hands had moved to Grant’s head, running her fingers through his dark hair and encouraging him to keep going. “That feels… mmmm,” a moan consumed the rest of her sentence.

Her breathing had quickened. She couldn’t believe how good it felt to be eaten out. By her uncle. Her Daddy’s brother. She knew that part was icky. Wrong. But for some twisted reason the reminder turned her on even more. So fucked up. It made her think of the step-daddy porn she frequently watched. But this was even more taboo, she thought, because he really was her uncle…

“I’m gonna… oh fuck!” she moaned, her eye lids fluttering. She whimpered as her pussy started to seize with orgasmic contractions.

As her tremors started to subside, he licked at her opening, cleaning up the juices that Kate had undoubtably had been dripping.

“Wow, thank you,” she breathed, as he came up for air.

“My pleasure, honey,” he smiled. “Your pussy is tasty.”

He got up and took a seat on his chair again. Kate stayed slumped where she was for another minute until she had recovered.

She sat up, pulling her swimsuit bottoms up again. She had tossed her bikini top to the side a bit, too far to grab from her seat. She left the discarded top there, instead, proudly leaving her breasts out. He was wearing only his black boxer briefs and hadn’t put his pants back on.

She glanced at the table, realizing there were two glasses of wine that had been neglected. She grabbed hers and took a few sips.

“Can I tell you something?” she asked, glancing at him a little nervously.

“Of course, Katie. What’s on your mind?”

“That really turned me on. What we did…”

“It turned me on a lot too, honey.”

“Like, it kind of confirmed my kinks. Or reinforced them or whatever.”

“Well, I’m glad I could help you understand your desires better.”

“I don’t want to fuck some guy my age who doesn’t know what he’s doing.”

“A younger man isn’t necessarily going to be a bad lover. Keep an open mind. You’re going to meet all sorts of people in your life, and you’ll probably have sex with some people you wouldn’t expect.”

“Maybe,” she allowed. “But is it so wrong to want my first time to be good and be what I want.”

“That’s not wrong at all. But I think you’ll find there is a special beauty to young lovers exploring each other’s bodies for the first time.”

She shrugged, knowing he was probably right but not making it appeal to her much more. “Was that what your first time was like?”

“Pretty much. It was with my girlfriend at the time. We were both virgins. Sure, it wasn’t wild, crazy sex, but it was special for both of us.”

Kate nodded, considering it. Before she could realize how weird a question it probably was, she asked, “Do you know how my dad lost his virginity?”

Grant paused then chuckled, “Yes.”

“Well…?”

“It was Thanksgiving break. We’d all gone out to Vermont to visit our mother’s side of the family. There was a woman who lived two doors down from Grandma—your Great Grandma, of course. Talk about Mrs. Robinson. You’re probably too young to get that reference.”

“I know what it means. Go on…”

“Well, Grandma sent him over to see if she could spare a cup of flour since she was one short and in the middle of cooking Thanksgiving dinner. He went over and came back nearly an hour later with an excuse about staying for tea so he wouldn’t be rude. I can tell you, tea had nothing to do with why he was over there so long.”

“He fucked her neighbor? For real?” Kate couldn’t imagine her uptight father doing such a thing.

“Yes. And he definitely enjoyed making his younger brother—me—jealous as he recounted the story.”

“How old was he?”

“I was 15, so he would have been 18.”

“How old was she?”

“Hm,” he thought about it, “probably around 40.”

Her eyes went wide. “I don’t believe you. He’s such a prude.”

That did make Grant laugh in earnest. “Oh, I wouldn’t say that. He just didn’t want his precious little girl doing the things he did.”

Kate crossed her arms huffily and muttered, “Hypocrite.”

Looking amused, he refilled both his and Kate’s wine glasses. She sipped on it pensively.

A few minutes later, in a tone that sounded much more casual than how she was feeling inside, she said, “We could have sex.”

He raised his brows and simply said, “No.”

“You already put your dick in my mouth. And your fingers in my pussy,” she pointed out. “Is putting your dick in my pussy really any worse?”

“I would say, yes.”

“Why?” she probed.

“Why?” he repeated. “Because you’re my 18-year-old virgin niece who I shouldn’t have touched at all, let alone have sex with.”

“Are you not attracted to me that much?”

“Honey, I’m far more attracted to you than you even know. In every way I shouldn’t be.”

Kate’s heart fluttered in her chest. “I’m attracted to you too.”

He gave her a small smile but there was a tinge of sadness in it.

“Is it because you have a girlfriend?” To be perfectly honest, Kate had been so caught up in the moment that she had completely forgotten about that little detail until now. She immediately felt guilty.

“No…” he sighed. “We actually ended things a couple weeks ago before she left on her trip.”

“Oh, sorry to hear that. But I’m also glad because I would have felt really bad about what we did today if she was still in the picture.”

“Yes, it was for the best.”

“So you’ll do it?”

“I cannot have sex with my brother’s daughter,” he said firmly, as though to convince himself of it as well as her. “I just can’t.”

“I want you to take my virginity, Uncle Grant. I want my first time to be with you,” she insisted. “This is my fantasy now.”

“That is incredibly flattering. It really is.”

He fell quiet, but Kate didn’t speak. She could tell he was thinking about it.

“I don’t have condoms in the house right now,” he said, in a final weak protest.

“I’ve been on the pill for two years,” she countered.

“Fuck,” he muttered. “Fuck, Katie.” He ran his hand through his hair. “I’m not strong enough to say no.”

“We already crossed a line today,” she said softly. “I’ll never tell. I swear. Please.”

Finally, he nodded. “Okay, honey.”

“Under one condition…” said Kate. “We need to do it twice.”

He raised his brows, looking amused. “You don’t even know if you’ll like it yet.”

“That’s the thing. I know the first time might not be super comfortable, and so, I want you to promise you’ll fuck me one more time so I know how good it can be.”

“Oh, if you insist,” he smiled, no longer bothering to protest. “Why don’t we go inside so we can be more comfortable.”

They picked up the wine glasses and bottle, and discarded clothes, and went inside. Once they had put things down, Grant took her by the hand and lead her upstairs to his bedroom.

He sat at the foot of his bed, taking in the sight of the mostly naked teenager that stood in front of him.

“You’re sure this is what you want, beautiful?” he checked.

She nodded. “I trust you. I want you.” She walked close enough that she had to straddle his legs while she stood there. “And I actually think you’re really sexy.” She eyed him, biting her lip. “You look kinda like a slightly hotter and younger version of my dad.”

“That seems like the kind of sentiment you should revisit in therapy one day,” he said with a chuckle. “But for now, I’ll take advantage of it.”

“Good,” she grinned. “Can we kiss?”

“Of course, honey.”

He put his hand on the back of her head and drew her into a kiss. His lips were warm and firm, and hers parted against them automatically. Kate wound her arms around his neck, crawling into his lap with her knees on the bed. She pushed him back on the bed, chest to chest with him.

Kate felt relieved to find that Grant didn’t hesitate once he’d given into temptation. Every move he made was purposeful. She moaned a little when one of his hands came to rest on her butt and he squeezed it lightly. She ground her hips into his.

“Have you been hard this whole time?” she asked, feeling his manhood pressing against her pelvis.

He nodded. “Hard not to be when I have a beautiful young woman asking me to take her virginity.” He flipped her over so he was on top.

Kate’s hands reached down between them, seeking his hardness and rubbing her palm against it. She tugged at the waistband of his underwear, pulling them down his butt so he could scoot them off the rest of the way himself.

She wrapped her hand around his cock. “It seems a lot bigger now that I’m imagining it inside me…”

“If you don’t want to, all you have to do is say,” he murmured, kissing her neck.

“I want to,” she insisted. She aligned his cock with her hole to prove her point. “Please, take me.”

His lips met hers softly. She could feel his hand reach between her legs, testing her opening.

“So wet,” he said longingly.

“I told you, I’m ready for you,” she breathed.

Kate kept his cock-head centered on her entrance, pushing against her. She gasped as she felt her pussy stretch, slowly beginning to yield to the pressure.

“Oh!” she gasped, as his head penetrated her. She looked up at him with wide eyes as he slowly worked himself inside her.

“That’s it, Katie,” he encouraged her. “Almost there.”

“Oh fuck!” she cried out, as her virgin hole finally gave in to his cock.

“Oh my god,” he groaned, his length buried in her.

Her pussy ached with new sensations from the fullness he provided. She’d never had anything so big inside her before. For a moment, she thought it was more than she could handle, but somehow, her slick cunt kept stretching to allow him deeper.

He pulled out slightly and Kate urged, “Wait for a second,” before he could push in again.

Grant nodded. She wrapped her legs around his waist and wound her fingers through his dark hair. He rested his forehead on hers. Their noses brushed together. He kissed her tenderly while he waited for her to adjust to him. Kate became so lost in the kiss that she barely noticed when her hips started making little thrusting motions.

The sting of his initial entrance faded quickly as euphoria began to well within her. She rocked her hips, exploring the sensation of having a cock submerged in her. He returned her movements, thrusting himself deeper into her snatch.

She gripped him tightly. Even though he was buried deep inside her, she still craved him closer. Part of Kate wanted to speak. Wanted to tell him how amazing it felt and how grateful she was and how perfect he made it for her. But she couldn’t form the words, too overtaken with pleasure.

“Does it feel okay, Katie?” he checked.

“More than okay,” she nodded.

He smiled down at her, making her melt inside. He reached down between them, his finger finding her clit easily and making her moan loudly.

“Fuck, don’t stop,” Kate begged, breathing raggedly.

He didn’t. He kept fucking her steadily as he rubbed her swollen little bud. She was squirming under him as the pleasure continued to rise. She whimpered helplessly, thrusting her hips into his in desperation.

“Oh my god,” she gasped. “I-I’m cumming.” She cinched him close with her legs around his waist, forcing him to stay buried inside her as her body quaked.

“Yes, honey,” he groaned. “Cum for me while I fill your perfect little cunt with cream.”

Kate moaned deliriously. She couldn’t believe she was being filled with cum. Her uncle’s cum. It was so wrong but that only intensified her climax. She felt his cock twitch, and couldn’t help smiling as she realized her orgasm had pushed him over the edge too. She loved feeling his weight on her as he drained himself in her.

Exhausted by their shared orgasm, they lay side by side on their backs, breathing heavily. Their fingers brushed as his hand reached for hers and took it in his.

“That was incredible for me, Katie,” he murmured.

“Me too. You made me feel amazing. I wasn’t expecting to cum my first time.”

“I’m glad I could make you feel so good, honey,” he said, planting a soft kiss on her temple. He stroked her hair softly until their breathing had returned to normal again.

“Fuck, if the first time was that good, I can’t imagine what round two will be like,” she giggled.

“Still want me a second time?”

She nodded shyly. “Or however many times you want before I leave… not limited to once.”

He raised his brows, looking surprised but pleased. “I don’t know how I could possibly not take advantage of that offer.”

“I’m glad you’re such a twisted perv, Uncle Grant,” she said affectionately. “This wasn’t the vacation I expected, but I’m really glad it’s the one I got.”

“You’re a very naughty girl, Katie,” he kissed her forehead. “And I love you very much.”

“Love you too,” she smiled, as their lips met again.

–

Kate and Grant did fuck again. Several times before she returned home to Idaho. They took a break after the first time since they had to go pick up Danny before dinner. Once Danny was in bed, she and Grant turned on a silly made-for-TV movie that was quickly ignored as their attention turned to each other. Soon she was in his lap as they made out and it wasn’t long before they ditched the movie and went to his bedroom.

She snuck into his bedroom the next two nights after that too. She knew there was no guarantee they would hookup again after this trip and she wanted to take every opportunity she had to indulge their fleeting taboo relationship.

Her last day there was bittersweet. Grant filled her for a final time in the morning. She loved knowing his cum would be inside her while she traveled.

He took her to the airport, and her little cousin came along with them. Kate wrapped her arms tightly around her uncle as they said goodbye. When Danny’s head was turned, she pressed her lips quickly to Grant’s, stealing a final kiss.

“Maybe you should take a trip west sometime soon,” she suggested.

“This isn’t a one-time thing?”

“Not unless you want it to be?” She was suddenly worried.

He shook his head. “I’d feel extremely happy if we saw each other like this again.”

“Thanksgiving family reunion?” She winked.

“Sounds like trouble,” he said lowly, skimming her jaw with a kiss.

Kate smiled, liking the idea. “Thank you for an amazing trip,” she said softly, meeting his gaze.

“Thank you, Katie, for everything.”

And with that, Kate headed to her gate and boarded the plane that would take her back home, packed with secret memories as souvenirs of her summer vacation.