Chapter 3 – Uncle Steve is a perv….but I like it!
Introduction:
Chapter 3 of Lacey’s adventures
My older brothers didn’t have to come on this trip because they had jobs to go to. It wasn’t fair. I was really disappointed because I was thinking that the way things were going with Ricky, I would probably be losing my virginity by the end of summer. I swear I was getting hornier by the day.
Ricky was bummed that I was leaving too. We promised we would pick up where we left off when I returned in a few weeks.
I had never been to visit uncle Steve before. He always came back to our home town to visit us, and our extended family. It was easier for him to travel…being single, with no kids and all. The last time I saw him was when he came to a family wedding two summers prior.
I was kinda excited because this was my first vacation in a long time. It was a bonus that Uncle Steve lived on the west coast.
It was a long drive, but it ended up being worth it. Sand and sunshine.
Uncle Steve had a beautiful home with a view of the ocean. He had a large yard, with a pool and a hot tub! It wasn’t what I was expecting. Maybe this vacation wouldn’t be so bad after all.
I always liked uncle Steve. He was a handsome, successful, business man. He had an awesome sense of humour. He could light up the room with his quick wit and funny jokes. He also liked to drink and have a good time. He was in his late 40’s, with no wife, or kids of his own. Mom said he liked the single life, and would never settle down.
When we arrived, we pulled into his driveway and began unloading the minivan. Mom always packed way too much. She had 2 huge suitcases all of her own! Uncle Steve came running out of the house to greet us. He ran over to mom to give her a huge hug, then cracked some jokes with dad, then made his way over to me. Uncle Steve was even more handsome than the last time I saw him. He had quite the athletic build (for an old guy), plus he had a killer tan, and great hair. It was a bit more salt and pepper since the last time I saw him.
“Hey Lacey girl, How are you?” He said, as he grabbed me and pulled me in for a big hug.
I loved that he called me “Lacey Girl”. It was a nickname that stuck since I was running around in diapers.
“I haven’t seen you in years! …Um, Maybe I shouldn’t call you Lacey girl anymore?”.
I blushed. I had changed a lot since the last time I saw Uncle Steve. I was about 5’4” now, and my boobs were a solid B cup. I’m sure he noticed my curves too, as I was wearing a short crop top, with cut off jean shorts.
I could feel my face blush, “Of course you can still call me that”, I replied with a smile.
We brought our bags into Uncle Steve’s house, and got settled.
It was a large home for just one person. It was very modern, with beautiful furnishings. I knew uncle Steve had good taste, but I never would have pictured this huge home to be his. Mom said he always had an eye for decorating.
Uncle Steve had a huge master bedroom on the main floor. He had a deck coming off his bedroom, with a large jacuzzi.
In the distance, past his gigantic fenced yard, was a view of the ocean. It was breathtaking.
Mom and dad took the spare bedroom on the main floor, next to uncle Steve’s room, and I took the spare bedroom downstairs. Uncle Steve thought I would like the downstairs better, so I could have more privacy. To talk to my friends on the phone, or just to chill out in the theatre room to watch tv and movies. My parents warned me that the 3 of them would probably have some loud, late night poker nights. Then at least downstairs I would have a quiet space, if they got too rowdy.
The downstairs was huge! It was like having my own apartment. Huge bedroom, theatre room, large bathroom with a walk in shower. He even had a sauna down there! Maybe this wouldn’t be so bad after all. Plus a pool, and a jacuzzi? I had decided that even though I missed my friends, (especially Ricky), I was going to make the most out of these 3 weeks.
The first few days we did some sightseeing adventures. Uncle Steve took us to several hot spots and local attractions. We did some hiking, ate at some really great restaurants, and hit the beach. The one thing I quickly found out was what a huge flirt uncle Steve was. He would chat up women anywhere we went. He definitely had wandering eyes. My mom would often joke with him, telling him to wipe off the drool, and put his tongue back in his mouth. He would say to mom, “I’m a single man Shelley….just living my best life”.
Mom would roll her eyes or gently smack him on the chest. It was just the way he was.
Early on in our trip I caught uncle Steve sneaking peeks of me in the same sort of way he would check out other women. At first I brushed it off as nothing. I’m sure my uncle wasn’t checking me out. Until I had that feeling.
You know… that feeling when you know someone is watching you.
He would sneak peeks at my ass when I would walk by, check out my long tanned legs when I was sitting on the couch, and he would glance at my boobs at the dinner table. The day we went to the beach, I knew he was checking me out in my bikini. It kinda freaked me out at first, but it also kinda excited me at the same time.
I was going to have fun with this.
My new mission…. to be a cock tease for uncle Steve.
On the fourth day of our trip, it was a rainy Saturday. It was supposed to be a pool day, but plans had changed because of the weather. My parents and uncle Steve decided to make the most of the rainy day, make some snacks, have some drinks, and play some cards. They invited me to play too. I put on a cute top, and my favourite cut off shorts. Dad and uncle Steve were sitting at the dining room table, having some drinks. I offered to help mom make the snacks. Mom and I bustled around the kitchen prepping all the food. I made sure to do lots of bending, and reaching, so uncle Steve could get a good look at my ass in those shorts. I caught him looking a few times, which made my pussy tingle. This was going to be fun.
Mom and I finished prepping the snacks, and joined dad and uncle Steve at the table. My parents allowed me to have alcoholic drinks with them sometimes. I couldn’t get plastered, but they believed that if my brothers and I drank at home…. we wouldn’t be so wild and crazy when we are out with our friends. They believed the novelty of drinking wears off….so they allowed us to have social drinks at home, with them, from time to time.
We moved to uncle Steve’s card table and got settled. I sat across from uncle Steve, with mom and dad on either side of me. We played poker, had some drinks, and ate some snacks. I was pretty buzzed off of a couple of drinks.
I honestly didn’t mind hanging out with my parents, they were pretty cool, and so was uncle Steve. It was fun hearing all the stories mom and uncle Steve told about their childhood, and the trouble they would get into together.
Then mom asked me to go grab a bag of chips out of the pantry. I was a little tipsy getting up, my head was a little swimmy with my buzz. I made my way to the pantry to grab more snacks. Of course the chips were on the top shelf…and my little short ass couldn’t reach.
“Mom, I can’t reach these chips in here….a little help please?”. I yelled out.
I continued trying to swat at the chip bags, trying to reach, when I felt two big warm hands settle in on my hips. My eyes widened, and my heart raced as I knew those were NOT the hands of my dad. “Hey shorty, you need a little help?” Uncle Steve said, in a warm, calming tone. He kept his hands on my hips. His touch was like electricity.
“Uh, yes please”, I mumbled. “I’m a little too short, I can’t reach”.
Uncle Steve kept one hand on my hip, and reached past me with his other hand to grab the chip bag. His whole body pressed up against me. His big muscular chest and his tight abs. I could feel his breath on the back of my neck and shoulders.
“Mmm, you smell good Lacey girl”, he said as he inhaled a whiff of my hair at the back of my neck. I instantly got goosebumps all over my body, and let out a little shiver.
He gently pulled my hip back so my ass was now pushed up against his crotch. I felt a huge, hard bulge pressing against my tight little ass. I knew exactly what that was.
“I really like these shorts on you” he said.
And with that, he turned, and walked out of the pantry with a coy little smile.
I stood there for a minute after he left, replaying what had just happened. I was teasing uncle Steve, Uncle Steve was flirting back, and the worst part was that I liked it.
The thought of his hard body pressed up against me, the way he smelled, the way he sounded. His firm, masculine grasp on my hips. The feeling of his hard cock against my butt. The replay of events made my little pussy was so wet. This was really happening!
I gained my composure and headed back out to the card table. I guess I looked a little flushed, because Mom asked if I was ok…”Of course” I replied. “Just a little buzzed, I’m good”.
We continued our card game. Uncle Steve would give me a coy little look or smile from time to time. It excited me. I noticed his one hand was under the table a lot. I wondered what he was doing under there. I decided that I wanted to find out.
I “accidentally” dropped my cards into my lap, and they then fell to the floor.
“Oops” I announced, as I knelt down to grab my cards.
Everyone kept talking, not paying any attention to me, as I disappeared under the table. I glanced over to see what uncle Steve was doing.
There, poking out of uncle Steve’s shorts was the biggest cock I had ever seen. I mean, up until this point, I had only seen pictures of cocks in the porn mags I stole from my brothers….and of course I had been recently playing with Ricky’s cock back home. But Rickys was only half the size of this monster. I felt my mouth drop open. Uncle Steve reached down and gave his cock a little rub. It pulsed, his veins bulged, and the tip seemed to get even bigger than it was before. I could not get over the size of it. So long and so thick. I could have sat there all day watching. But I remembered my parents were also only a couple of feet away, with no idea of what was happening here under the table. I grabbed my cards and got back into my seat at the card table. Uncle Steve had the most wicked smile on his face.
“Everything ok down there Lacey girl?”, Uncle Steve asked.
“All good” I said, as I smiled back and rearranged my cards.
And this was the beginning of our dirty and dark little secret.
Over the next few weeks I continued to tease Uncle Steve, and he continued to show his sexual interest in me. It almost became a game of how we could make this work to benefit both of us. Pushing the envelope.
Glances to one another, brushing our bodies up against one another, and finding opportunities to be naughty.
One day I woke up early to the sound of uncle Steve cutting the grass. The yard was large, so he had to use a riding lawn tractor to cut the grass. I stretched and rubbed my sleepy eyes to see him riding around cutting the grass. He didn’t have a shirt on, and his muscular build was glistening in the hot morning sun.
I had on a cute pink silk pyjama tank top and matching silk shorts. I made my way upstairs to find an empty house. I walked outside onto the deck to say good morning to uncle Steve, and find out where my parents were. I remembered what I was wearing and decided to use this to my advantage. Uncle Steve saw me step out of the house. His glance instantly turned to my pink silk tank top. My perky little tits looked amazing, and my hard nipples were showing through. I gave a big stretch, my little tank top inching up my body, showing my flat toned tummy, and the bottom of my boobs. Uncle Steve drove the lawn tractor over in my direction, obviously liking what he was seeing.
“Good morning” I said, with a cute, shy smile.
Uncle Steve took off his sunglasses.
“Well it is a good morning now!” he said with a smile. Looking me up and down from head to toe.
I can see why the ladies liked him. He was so handsome, and so smooth. Not to mention that huge monster he had hiding in his pants. I couldn’t stop thinking about it.
“Where is everyone?” I asked.
“Oh, your mom and dad wanted to go into the city to do some shopping. They thought you might want a relaxing pool day here with me. It will give us some time to hang out” he said with a wink.
“Oh, that sounds fun”, I said back with a smile. My thoughts raced. This would be fun, I could prance around uncle Steve in my bikini, and drive him nuts! Maybe I would get to see his cock again. My imagination started to run wild.
“Do you always cut the grass this early in the morning?” I asked.
“Not always”, he said back. “I just wanted to get my chores done now, so we can relax poolside later”
“Poolside sounds like a good plan to me. Do you need any help with the lawn?” I asked.
Back home, I lived on a farm, so I knew how to drive all kinds of farm equipment.
“Sure, hop on farm girl…show me how it’s done!”
Uncle Steve patted his lap, showing me where to take a seat. I excitedly hopped onto the tractor, and sat down on his lap. I wiggled my butt a little to get comfy.
“Your killing me, you know that right?” He said with a sigh.
I smiled a naughty grin back at him.
I grabbed the steering wheel, and he placed his hands on both sides of my hips. “Take it away, Lacey! Maybe you can show me a thing or two about driving these things!” He said.
I began driving the lawn tractor around the yard, cutting the grass, enjoying the feeling of sitting on my uncles lap. Feeling our bodies meshed together. Feeling my body bounce on his, with every bump we hit.
It wasn’t long before his hands began to wander from my hips across to my lower back.
“This ok, Lacey girl? He asked, as he was rubbing my hips on top of my silky shorts. “You know you are driving me crazy, prancing around here in all these sexy outfits, don’t you?” He said, in his smooth deep voice.
I bit my lip. Enjoying the way his big warm hands felt, exploring my hips and lower back.
“I kinda noticed you checking me out” I replied shyly.
“Well how could I not? With a hot little body like this running around”. He said with a smile.
His hands moved up to my back. Rubbing my upper back and shoulders. His hands were so soft and strong. It was getting really hard to concentrate on driving. His hands felt really nice.
His hands moved around to my sides. Running his fingers up and down. Then he used his fingertips to reach around my tummy. Up and down, and around my sides.
“You ok?” He asked.
“I’m great, Uncle Steve” I replied. “Your hands feel really nice.”
He kept rubbing my hips, my back, my sides, and my tummy. Then slowly he reached up and cupped my tits with his big, warm hands. We both gasped at the same time.
“You have amazing boobs Lace”, he said. He began to gently squeeze my boobs, making his way to my hard little nipples. Gently pinching them and rubbing them between his fingers and thumb.
“Thanks” I said shakily.
My heart felt like it was going to jump out of my chest. I didn’t want him to stop.
At this point, I was putty in his hands. I pulled the lawn tractor over near the fence line, under the big oak tree in the shade. I put the tractor in park, and shut off the motor. I leaned back onto his stomach and chest, so he could rub and explore me some more. My nipples were at full attention, poking through my silk tank top.
“You like that, don’t you?” He asked, almost purring in my ear. His voice and hot breath sending shivers down my spine.
“Mmm hmm” I replied.
I don’t think I could have spoken if I wanted to. I was lost in the feelings that were overwhelming my hot little body.
“I like it too Lace, you REALLY turn me on” he said.
He grabbed my hips and thrust his hips upwards. I could feel his huge erection poking into my backside. It felt so hard, and so big.
I remembered what his cock looked like from the other night, seeing it under the table. My pussy tingled at the thought of it.
He reached around the front of my silk shorts and started rubbing the front of my shorts.
He kept asking me if I was ok.
I was more than ok.
He was driving me wild with anticipation. His hands felt even smoother rubbing the silk material on my skin.
He kept rubbing and touching around my pussy. And then he discovered it. He found my hard little clit through the material. I instantly moaned and my head rolled to the side.
“Oh yes, Please touch my pussy” I managed to say.
“That’s my good girl,” he replied. “You like that don’t you?”
I nodded, Looking up at him.
He kept rubbing my clit, and hot little pussy. My silk shorts now soaked with my juices. My hips rotating around, feeling his hard cock still pressing into me. He slid his hand into the leg of my shorts, and found my hard little clit. He ran his fingers up my slit, getting my sopping juices on his fingertips. I moaned again. He rubbed my clit with his wet fingers. I closed my eyes, my breathing became heavy, and I could feel my body building up to an orgasm. I arched my back,…and then it happened.
I had the biggest orgasm of my life. Bigger than the ones I had ever given myself, and bigger than any one Ricky had ever given me. My little body shaking and twitching. My little pussy was wet and throbbing.
Uncle Steve told me what a good girl I was, and took his hand from my shorts. He put his finger to my lips and told me to taste myself. I took his finger into my mouth, and tasted my own sweet juices.
“How do you taste Lacey girl?” He asked, sliding his finger between my lips.
“I can’t wait to taste you for myself”. He softly whispered into my ear.
My pussy tingled at his words.
I felt so naughty. I knew that this was going to be just the beginning of fun times ahead with uncle Steve….and I was looking forward to all of it
