Camping with my Niece (Part 1)
I’ve changed the names, but the story is true. This is just the intro to a series of reallife adventures between my Niece & me.
Did I think about fucking her before the trip began, Yes.
Did I want to fuck her? Yes again.
Did I think it would happen? Not a chance.
But just in case I put a few condoms and blue boner pills in my first aid kit.
I’m 42 years old avid hiker having traversed the three major trails in North America. To commemorate each completed trail I got a tattoo reflecting the journey. Every time I came back from a major hike, my niece Ashley always wanted to read my journal see pictures I’d taken along the way and most of all see the fresh ink. She always said “I want you to take me one day”. OK, sure when you’re older I’d reply.
I’m 5’9 175lbs with hardly any body fat. My niece Ashley just turned 19 and is a spitting image of her Mom. She is a little over 5 feet tall and couldn’t weigh more than 100 pounds soaking wet. She has shoulder length dirty blond hair, bright green eyes, pouty full lips, high cheekbones a dusting of freckles across her nose and a model’s smile. I imagined her small pert titties were a perfect mouthful, and the cutest booty I’ve seen in years. Over the years I noticed her developing body and tried to look away when her nipples would play peek a boo beneath a sundress or tee shirt.
Her Mom & I are twins and growing up it was natural we would compare and explore each others bodies. For our 16th birthday we decided it was time to lose our virginity. Over the next year we grew from fumbling awkward sex partners to consummate lovers who knew each others bodies as well as our own. Our encounters ended when we approached 17 and both started dating. It isn’t as though her Mom & I lost interest with each other, we just began having sex with other partners and then headed off to college. In college her mom met her future husband and they married shortly after graduation. A few months later Ashley was born.
Ashley had just finished her Freshman year and looked lovely and had grown in self confidence. It was over Spring Break that I finally agreed to take her for an extended hike. I envisioned more than just me and her alone in the wilderness for a few days. I warned my niece that 90% of it we would be out of cell service so she might be bored. I encouraged her to bring a friend along to keep her company.
“Don’t worry Uncle Tim, I’ll keep myself amused” she joked.
Over the next week we planned, shopped and prepared. It was going to be a 75 mile hike and would take about 5 days. The plan was to leave my car at the starting point in Stony Creek hike to Lake Wilcox then north to Blue Mountain where there was a lodge at which we would park her car.
Two days before we were to leave I checked out the contents of what she was planning on bringing. More than half of it went onto the “don’t need pile” I did all I could to reduce the contents of her back back and finally got it down under 20lbs. Making sure she had the necessities and nothing extra we haggled over a few items deemed essential. I showed her how to pack everything in so the weight was distributed and would increase her stability as we hiked uneven terrain.
We each carried our own sleeping bag, air mattress, water, trail snacks and three layers of clothing & rain gear. I carried the tent, food, water purifier, stove, first aid & fuel. Over the years I have collected the lightest weight gear that still provides protection from the elements and a modicum of comfort for long treks in the backwoods.Finally after about 30 minutes of double checking our supplies we locked the car and stepped into the wilderness.
Ash looked like an advertisement for an outdoor expedition catalog. She was wearing a hi-tec light green sun block shirt over a white sport bra, a pair of khaki hiking cargo shorts that really showed off her cute bubble butt. A floppy hat, sunglasses and well broken in hiking boots completed the look.
On the first hill we climbed Ashley was in front of me and I couldn’t help but notice the way her shorts encased her fresh, round ass. The shorts were just long enough to cover her ass cheeks and a few inches of her thigh. The smell of her sex were inches from my face. I admired the curves of her legs and tried my best to clear my lust riddled mind of the image before me. It suddenly dawned on me that I’d have the worse case of blue balls if I was going to be following her on the trail for the next 5 days.
We alternated taking the lead. When she was leading I marvelled at the perfect shape of her butt cheeks, which were barely visible beneath the bottom of her pack. On one particularly steep portion of the hike she stopped abruptly and my face almost bumped into her round butt. I pretended that nothing had happened, but I inhaled deeply and was rewarded with a whiff of her womanhood.
On the next trail break, Ash took off the top layer of clothing and I marvelled at the site of her dark nipples clearly visible beneath her sweat drenched top. The dark areolas were slightly larger than a quarter, and I tried not to stare, but damn they were beautiful. I knew she saw me staring at her tits, but she didn’t seem to mind. Seconds later the sun ducked behind a cloud and a cooling breeze gave me goose bumps and the sudden change in air temperature caused Ashley’s nipples to harden and strain against the white fabric of her bra.
We hiked for another 2 miles and had arrived at a place I had marked on the map as a possible camping site overlooking the valley. It was a strenuous hike and was nearing dinner. I asked Ash if she thought this looked like a good place to make camp.
“It’s beautiful Uncle Tim! We have the entire Adirondacks to ourselves”.
“Pretty much, if you don’t count the animals”
We dropped our packs and I got out the 2 person tent, while Ashley gathered some downed wood for a fire. The tent, a solid free standing ultralight that had two doors and vestibules to store gear in, one on each side. The two doors are a nice feature that allows each person to enter and exit without having to climb over your tent mate. Once the tent was set up I tossed our sleeping pads and bags inside, then gathered some stones and made a fire ring about 10 feet from the front of the tent. We had a nice small fire going in a few minutes. I told Ash we had to inflate the air mattress and then slide them into the sleeve on the bottom of the sleeping bags while I cooked up dinner. Ash asked me “Which one is yours? They both look alike.” I told her they were matching bags but didn’t tell her that could be used separately or zipped together.
While cooking I broke out a flask of 18 year old scotch. I mixed it with a tiny splash of water and asked Ash if she wanted a taste.
“Almost as old as you.” I joked.
“Yech, that is nasty!” she exclaimed, but she took another big sip to confirm her opinion… I prefer this she said as she produced a packet of pot and asked if I wanted to take a hit. It had been years since I smoked and debated whether or not to join in.
One hit and I was stoned; a second and I wondered why I ever stopped.
Dinner was done and the stars were coming out as I cleaned up and stoked the fire. I could see the flames of the fire reflect in her eyes.
“This is beautiful Uncle Tim, I feel so free”
“It is nice isn’t it”
As we sat around the dying embers of the fire that first night, I joked with her, inquiring if she wouldn’t be uncomfortable sleeping all alone with a man. “Should I be?” she giggled.
I don’t know what came over me, perhaps it was my attempt not to answer her but I asked her if she had slept with any guys yet.
She just laughed, and said “that’s for you to find out”. Silence ensued for the next few minutes until I changed the topic to what to expect tomorrow. When Ash said she was tired and ready to sleep. She got up kissed me on the cheek and headed into the tent.
I watched with interest her silhouette as she stripped down completely naked and pulled on an oversize top and then wiggled out of her hiking pants and into some fresh panties..Once clad in sleep gear, she reached up and turned out the tent light and called out to say “Good night”, I then heard the unmistakable sound of a sleeping bag zipper and imagined she was safely enclosed in one
Good night Sweetie” I replied.
As much as I tried not to think about it, I couldn’t help but imagine how exciting it would feel to caress her lithe body. I tried to get it out of my mind, but the thought of burying my thick dick in her cunt kept coming back.
I stood and saw on the horizon a flash of lightning and about 10 seconds later a distant clap of thunder. “Shit. Storm coming.”
I gathered our stuff and made sure nothing would get wet if the storm headed our way. I sat down and finished my second Scotch. There was no doubt about it, the rain was coming but I figured I’d better douse the embers before turning in. I stood up and peed on the fire then headed to the tent. Shaking the last drop from my piss slit I held my cock in my hand and I remembered how 25 years ago Ash’s Mother and I took each others virginity. I thought I’d better jerk off to relieve the pressure before crawling into the tent with my niece, but the rain had arrived, so I tucked my dick back in my pants and resolved to behave myself.