Jill And Uncle Adam Pt 02

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JILL AND UNCLE ADAM PART 2

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#firsttime #taboo #cheating #forbidden #uncle

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This is a work of fantasy, and all erotic participants are fictional and adults. In real life, please respect the people around you and ensure mutual consent at all times. I hope that it appeals.

I apologize up-front for any typos in my story - yes I edit these myself - and yes, you guessed it - I'm not perfect...

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This story is a parallel story to "I never knew" and elaborates on Jill's point of view. It can be read independently, but if you feel compelled to sequence it the way I intended, read "I never knew" first.

"Jill and uncle Adam part 1" starts before "I never knew" and "Jill and uncle Adam part 2" finishes after.

Please be aware that taboo sex and cheating are themes in this story. If you are offended by this, it's not for you. Don't read on after this line.

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RECAP PART 1

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I was not sure whether there were any expectations, and I was not sure whether I would be willing to meet them. Whatever transpired before, post-orgasm clarity seemed to have taken away my bliss as well as my security about wanting to proceed.

Uncle Adam must have sensed my hesitation, because he said "You don't have to return the favor if you don't want to. We don't have to do anything."

I was so relieved that I sighed.

"Thought so," he said.

"I am glad that we did this," he continued.

I looked up at him and nodded. "I am glad that we did... what we did..." I whispered, "But I'm not sure..."

"Shhhhhh... that's ok...... whenever you're ready." he said.

I smiled at him, and he smiled back.

I crawled up and laid my head on his chest.

"I did not know I could feel like this." I said.

"I take it that you liked what we did?" he asked.

"Mmmmmmmm....." was my only response, and I smiled.

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PART 2

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We laid like this for what must have been more than half an hour, neither of us speaking. I think I may have dozed off briefly during this time.

"So.... do you think we should talk Disneyland?" uncle Adam asked.

"You have a strange way of asking a girl to come to Disneyland," I responded. I could not suppress a smile.

"I got distracted by a beautiful girl," he smiled, "And you can't blame me, because I'm pretty sure you came on to me first..."

"I will never admit to that!" I said with a smirk.

Uncle Adam explained how Tom and Mary had moved into the neighborhood, and their children Rory and Emma had a planned trip to Disneyland. Mary would be driving up there, but Tom needed to stay behind for work. My uncle had volunteered to join them, but he thought it would be good if someone a bit younger came with to join them on the trip. This is how he 'landed' on me.

"The trip itself will be 3 days total, with a single day in Disneyland. The trip out would be the day before, and the trip back home the day after, with two hotel nights. We would get two rooms for the two of us." he said.

"You could come over the day before and sleep here, in the spare bedroom, or you drive over on the travel day itself and we go from there... Bear in mind that it is a long drive and we would alternately drive the car for several hours. How does that sound?"

"Your neighbors, are they OK?" I asked.

"They're very nice, normal people, nothing special. As I said only Mary will join. I think you will like her." he commented.

"And their children?"

"Rory and Emma? They are angels. Rory is still a bit childish and probably needs some attention, and Emma is becoming a little lady already."

I still had one burning question I was not sure I should ask... about the two rooms...

Uncle Adam again saw my hesitation as I was biting my lip.

"Go ahead," he said, "What's on your mind?"

I kept silent, my heart racing.

"What would be the worst thing that could happen?" he asked, "That I disagree?"

It took me another minute to collect all my courage when I blurted out "Does it have to be two rooms?" perhaps a bit louder than I expected myself.

I immediately stared at the floor, expecting a hard no, when, after a little pause, he responded "Let me discuss this with Jane, OK?"

Panic! Jane!!! What would he say to her? What would she think... about us... about what happened...

Up until now I had not given the odd situation thought, mesmerized by what transpired between uncle Adam and me, but then there's aunt Jane, his wife...

He could tell my distress from my uneasy movements.

"Don't worry," he continued.

"Whatever happened today could have only happened with her consent. She will ask me all about today anyway. So yes she will know what we did. But sleeping in the same room without her being there is next level and not something I would decide without running it by her first, ok?"

I looked him in the eyes and met his reassuring look.

I nodded, not sure that this was how I liked things to go.

I had totally misjudged aunt Jane. I thought she was being bitchy and intentionally withheld sex from uncle Adam. Now it turns out she has her own share of challenges, and was _very_ tolerant toward her husband for pursuing other means of pleasure.... with me... Aunt Jane is not the person I thought her to be.

This was food for thought... for the ride home...

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A number of days later, it was the actual day for the trip to Disneyland. I had left from home early, to make sure that I would not be the person who everyone would be waiting for before they could drive off.

I was nervous as uncle Adam and I had not talked since that day, nor had Jane contacted me. I was too chicken to contact either one.

Uncle Adam had not gotten back to me about whether we would be sleeping in two rooms, or perhaps share a single bedroom. When I arrived I really wanted to ask about it, however, when I wanted to ask, we already went to talk to the neighbors.

He had me make acquaintance with Mary, uncle Adam's neighbor wife, and Rory and Emma, their children. Tom, her husband had already left for a construction project he was supervising.

Apparently they had not been expecting me and thought they would need two cars because of me joining. Uncle Adam had suggested we share a single car, instead of driving with two. It would be a waste of gas. In the end everybody agreed, and we decided we would be taking turns driving the car.

Our bags were too many and a few had to be placed on the left rear seat. Emma had car sickness, and would be in the passenger seat. Rory would sit in the middle rear seat. Adam would drive the first stint. This left Mary and myself on the rear right-hand side seat. We would take turns driving and sharing seats.

I was taller than Mary, so she would sit in my lap, but after a few hours of driving, I could not feel my legs anymore, even if Mary was quite petite and light. We decided that I would be driving the next stretch, with uncle Adam and Mary sharing the seat. Obviously, she would straddle his lap, as she was much smaller than him.

"Behave yourself sir," Mary said.

"Sure thing ma'am," uncle Adam responded with his warm voice.

In retrospect, I think this was exactly when trouble started in the rear seat...

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The road was bumpy, and uncle Adam and Mary were constantly shifting positions. When I looked over my shoulder, I caught an upskirt view of Mary's panties, and I was sure that her skirt had ridden up her thighs so high, that uncle Adam was sharing the same view, even from his vantage point. I could tell she kept a clean shave. No bulge from pussy hair. I though he might be able to see her mound, and perhaps the outline of her pussy lips too.

We had been driving for more than an hour, and still more than an hour out to our next planned stop and Adam was indicating that he started to loose the feeling in his legs. Mary shifted positions to relieve his legs, and she kept shifting from time to time, occasionally with her eyes closed.

Surely they were not... being... intimate...?

Were they...?

At some point in time, they both shifted positions and in the rear view mirror I noticed a flushed face and a distant expression on Mary's face. I could hear her breathing deepen and go faster, and I wasn't sure but I thought to see the same with uncle Adam.

When I had to change lanes due to a truck, I looked over my shoulder and saw what was going on. Mary's skirt had ridden up her thighs. Uncle Adam had one hand on the outside of her thighs, and one hand on the inside, very close to her panties.

Mary occasionally moaned very silently, and she had a very distant and distracted look in her eyes. Now and again she had her eyes closed. I saw that sometimes she would bite her lower lip.

It was more than an hour to the next planned stop and driver swap when uncle Adam announced that his legs were starting to sleep again. He was rubbing his legs and Mary tried shifting her weight. At one point in time she lifted herself up allowing Uncle Adam to rearrange his legs and pants. When she sat back I caught her surprised look in the rear view mirror, however I had no clue what was going on exactly.

She quickly looked away from me and this was a clear hint to me that they were not exactly 'behaving' themselves back there. I saw how she licked her lips and closed her eyes briefly.

All of this secret touching and feeling in the rear seat was turning me on quite a bit. I was not aware for some time before I noticed that I was grinding my ass into the seat and had one hand pressing into my lap, rocking my hips into my hand now and again.

Uncle Adam suddenly inhaled a bit loudly, and in the rear view mirror I could see Mary's hand between her legs. Her hips were moving backwards and she looked at me in the rear view mirror again, with that same or even more surprised look on her face.

I could smell Mary. I could smell her juices in the front seat, and it was driving me crazy too. I noticed another quick inhale on her end. Uncle Adam's hand was in her lap and she was grinding against him.

I inhaled silently, but thoroughly. I inhaled her scent. Her private scent. The scent of her arousal.

And then a moan. I saw her flushed face.

"You alright?" I asked her, looking in the mirror.

"What?... Sure... Fine..." she responding seemingly casually. But not really. I could hear her excitement by the tremble in her voice.

I could not be sure but it looked like uncle Adam had his hands in her lap, as if he was moving Mary's panties aside. I could not be sure but maybe uncle Adam was stroking his...

... his member... his penis...

... his COCK!...

When I looked in the rear view mirror our eyes locked for a bit too long and it made me smile before she looked away.

I think Mary held her breath, as when she finally started breathing again, and her face was flushed. I could see her nudging uncle Adam's arm.

When I next looked into the mirror, I could see her own hand reaching under her skirt, and Adam's eyes briefly closed, for slightly too long. There was definitely interaction between these two. It looked like she was rubbing herself or his cock. I couldn't be sure.

Mary rearranged her skirt, and herself I think. "Oooohh..." she moaned.

"You alright back there?" I asked, giving her a full smile, knowing what just happened. Mary did not answer, but the flushed expression, the blush in her face, had now extended into her neck.

Both Adam and Mary were writhing and moving with every bump of the car. I think they were maximizing friction whilst keeping hidden what they were doing for Rory, her son. Her skirt was doing an excellent job.

The whole situation had me worked up too. My own pussy was creaming, knowing what experience Mary must be having with his penis. Uncle Adam's penis was easily 8" long and he had massive girth. Mary must feel stretched and likely filled and bottomed out.

Not long after I could hear her very softly: "NNNGGGGGgggggg......uhhh...... uhhhngggggg.........uhhh... mmmmmm". I'm sure that must have been an orgasm. And a quite strong one from the look on her face.

Oh boy... this was affecting me too...

Uncle Adam was whispering something into her ear. It was not loud enough, so I could not make out the words. I saw a look of panic on her face, and she did not say anything back to him, making his face turn into a panicked expression too.

I could not help myself but I just had to stare at them. The whole sexiness and animalistic coupling which had just happened in the rear seat made me horny... very horny!

And... I needed to pee. Badly.

Both kids were looking at Mary. "Mom what's wrong?" Emma asked.

"Nothing," I answered on behalf of the two adults in the rear.

"Your mom's just uncomfortable sitting like this. We are stopping five minutes from here anyway, so then we can switch places again and she will feel better." I said, looking into the mirror and winking my eye.

Another panicked look on their faces. Serves them right, working me up the way they did just now.

They started shifting position frantically, as if they were suffering from sitting in this position too long, trying to hide their ordeal. Mary lifted herself off his lap and he was also adjusting... things.... Another bump in the road made Mary sit down firmly in his lap again.

It also made me very aware that I desperately needed to find a toilet before I would piss myself.

Shortly after, I pulled into the parking lot of the gas station and diner where we could stretch our legs.

I got out of the car, as did the kids, but Adam and Mary lingered.

I needed to pee so bad... I could not wait for them.

"Let's go kids, the oldies are just a bit sore and slow to get out. Who likes an ice cream?" I said, looking intently at Adam and Mary, with a devious smile.

Both Rory and Emma needed no further encouragement and ran towards me and we walked into the shop.

I was soooo glad that I could finally close the door to the stall and...

Well, there was a dilemma. I was super horny and I needed to pee really bad.

But my horniness was usually amplified when I needed to pee.

Unfortunately, Rory and Emma were right outside, and my bladder was about to explode, so I decided that relieving myself was the best thing to do right now.

When I came back out, the kids had found the freezer and both chose a nice ice cream. Shortly after, both Adam and Mary appeared at the shop.

Cum was running down the inside of her leg. I wasn't sure whether it was his or hers. His most likely.

I don't think she was aware, or she didn't care. But at the same time... there were the kids. So I walked over to Mary and whispered into her ear: "I tried saving you, but when you walk around like that I hope that Emma does not understand what's running down the inside of your leg."

A look of panic appeared in her eyes, and she maneuvered herself in such a way that the kids would not notice.

The clerk had definitely noticed, as he looked into her eyes, between her legs, and then back into her eyes, giving her a smirk. Mary's head turned as red as a tomato.

When we got back to the car, she walked behind the car, opened the trunk and fumbled around a bit before joining us in the car, decent this time.

Uncle Adam and Mary stared into each other's eyes frequently for the last stretch towards the hotel. His eyes radiated a bit of a worry, her eyes were more smug. I don't know what these two had discussed, or what was or wasn't said, but there was palpable tension between them.

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When we finally got to the hotel, I still wasn't sure what the sleeping arrangements were. Uncle Adam had not said one word about it, and I had not dared to ask. He got out of the car indicating that he would be taking the suitcases, the bags and Rory and Emma and that he would be checking us in, while Mary and I would park the car and get back to the reception area. We agreed that this would be a good arrangement.

When Mary and I got back to the reception area, he had already checked us in and the kids were getting restless. They were tired and just wanted to go to the room and sleep. Uncle Adam handed Mary her key for her family room and he handed me my key too, holding on to his own. Bummer... That settled my internal debate. I would have my own room... Maybe for the best.

"Kids you are on the second floor, and Jill you will be on the third floor," he said.

We walked to the elevator and got in. Rory pressed 2 and Emma pressed 3. As they got out, we wished Mary, Rory and Emma a good night. On the third floor, I got out of the elevator as did uncle Adam.

"You are this way," he pointed at the long corridor and started walking. I followed him towards my room. When he got there he asked "Will you open your room?", which I did.

I entered my room, which had a large king size bed, and he followed me in.

"This is a nice room for you and me," he said.

"What do you mean?" I asked.

"Well, I booked us a single room with a large bed," uncle Adam said.

"But... What about that other room key you're holding?" I asked.

"It opens the same door," he said with a smile.

"Does that mean..." I asked, but he interrupted me and said "Jane and I talked about what happened between you and me. We also talked about this trip and how we would arrange for things. We agreed that we are good, and that you and I could do some further exploring. I love Jane and she loves me, and she does not feel threatened by what you and I have, or don't have. She is very much aware of what might happen if we sleep in the same bed.... We're good. That second key is just for convenience, and for deflecting any questions from Mary. Should she ask, I have my own room key. We don't have to tell her more than that."

I turned around and jumped him for a hug. Our bodies pressed together. I kissed uncle Adam. I pulled back and smiled, only to see the grin on his face. I kissed him again, firmly. This time my tongue slipped into his mouth. Our tongues played a twisting game. We made out for the next 10 minutes or so. I was soooo happy!

When we separated, he said. "We forgot to make dining arrangements with Mary and the kids," and started typing away in our mutual Signal group. We agreed to go out and eat half an hour later. During dinner all I could think about was sharing the room with Uncle Adam. He touched the inside of my leg occasionally and I would squirm in my seat, hopefully unnoticed by Mary. Fortunately the kids were tired and quiet and Mary and her kids retreated to their room once we were finished. By 9pm uncle Adam and I had returned to our own room.

"How would you like to spend the evening?" he said, while we were finishing our unpacking.

I had been thinking about the exact same question, so I had my answer.

"I was hoping we could take a shower together?" I asked.

He smiled at me and nodded. "I would like that," he said.

I was already a it excited during dinner and while we walked back, but now I could feel my stomach and my pussy tingle a bit.

We got our towels and went into the bathroom. He had booked a large room with a rather large bathroom, so there was no maneuvering around each other. The room did not have a bath but a large double shower with two luxurious rain-shower heads.

"I though we might benefit from this instead of a bath," uncle Adam said.

I smiled. I agreed. Fully. "It's perfect!" I said.

He started the water on both sides, setting the temperature on a nice and warm setting. I stripped down to my underwear while he was also undressing. I did not really hesitate, but I asked him whether he would take off the rest of my clothes.

"It would be my honor," he said after he had stripped down to his briefs.