It was a beautiful day to have a party. A birthday party. Alice was turning 19 and her father had a big surprise for her, on top of letting all of her friends from college come over to celebrate. Her father was taking her shopping to get a new dress. And not a dress for church, or a sundress, or any of the bland things she usually wore. He was taking her to get a party dress, something to show off her beautiful young body. She looked in the mirror as she did her makeup.
Alice was everything a man would want in a fresh-faced young woman. She was only about five foot five, but she had piercing, dark, amber eyes. Her ebony tresses fell in curls over her shoulders, almost reaching her small, pert B-cup breasts. Her skin was tan. She was a good God-fearing girl too. But today, she thought, she was going to get a dress so cute that she would let a boy get to second base. Now boy had ever touched her lithe body, and she had only kissed two boys (never with tongue). She wondered what it would feel like, a guy's naughty hands caressing her. She tingled a little bit just thinking about it.
As she walked down stairs so her father could take her to the store, her father stood by the front door. "Honey..." He said. "I do have one more thing I want to tell you about your party. Your Uncle Frank will be coming and spending a few days with us. He'll be coming to your party. I know he's not your favorite person on Earth, but he's family. Just keep an open mind, okay?"
Alice chewed on her lip. She hated Uncle Frank. He was a creep. It seemed like since the day she turned 18 he was trying to spy on her. He was always at the bottom of the stairs as she climbed them wearing one of her knee length sundresses. He never knocked when he came barging into her bedroom. His hugs always lingered longer than they needed to. Something about him, something that Alice couldn't put a finger on, made her feel like a powerless object when around him. It was Alice's turn to speak now. "Okay Daddy."
Alice and her dad wandered from store to store trying on dresses. Her father gave all the necessary compliments when his daughter would emerge from the dressing rooms in the various outfits. Then she saw it-the most beautiful dress she had ever laid eyes upon. The dress was lime green with just enough shoulder straps so that her bra straps wouldn't be visible. She tried it on. The neck line showed just the perfect amount of her demure cleavage. Her only complaint was that the dress was short. Very short. Whereas she normally felt comfortable in knee length dresses, this one came to about where her fingers met her hand. It showed off every curve of her body. She looked in the mirror. She felt like a princess. She heard her dad's voice.
"Are you decent sweetheart? I want to see."
She smiled. "Yes Dad! You can come in."
He smiled warmly as he took in the sight of his daughter. He had to admit, she was a woman now.
"You look radiant. Do you like it?"
Her smile broadened. "I love it. But it's so short...and we can't afford it."
"We'll manage." He clapped his hands together. "Well, I think we've found our dress."
Alice was on cloud nine all the way home from the store. When she arrived home her father said that Uncle Frank would be there soon and that she should jump in the shower now so she'll be ready when her friends arrived. As she washed her long beautiful hair she heard a jiggle at the door knob. She wasn't worried as she'd locked it, but just to be safe she shouted that she was in the shower. A few seconds later her old, fat, balding uncle came barging through the door. Alice instinctively turned her back to him, although the glass on the shower door obscured all but her silhouette.
"Uncle Frank!" She shouted. "I'm trying to take a shower! I'm...I'm not decent! I'm naked! Besides I locked the door."
Her uncle chuckled dismissively.
"Oh sweetheart, you know that lock is garbage, and it's not like I can see anything. I just needed to wash my hands before I help your mother with dinner."
He began washing his hand, watching her outline in the mirror.
"UNCLE FRANK GET OUT! Geez there's a sink kitchen!"
He pretended to get a hit of inspiration.
"Oh how could I have forgotten! Enjoy your shower!"
He left the bathroom, closing the door behind him. Alice was in a pickle. Frank and her dad grew up together. Her dad was always trying to get his daughter to like her uncle. But to say that this overstepped a boundary was an understatement. She tried to push the incident out of her mind and she put on the beautiful green dress. Now with makeup on and her hair put up she looked like a literal beauty queen. She had to admit, every boy at the party was going to want her. She liked feeling sexy, though she rarely did. She liked feeling like an object of desire. Then she grumbled at the thought of being an object of her uncle's desire.
Her uncle waited for her at the bottom of the stairs. "Of course." She thought to herself. She tried to tug the short dress down as she descended the stairs, but she was fairly confident her lecherous uncle had gotten a peek at her bikini cut little purple panties.
"There's my beautiful niece. Come give your Uncle Frank a hug."
Before she could come up with an objection, he embraced her tightly, pressing her petite frame and her small breasts against his fat body.
"Hi...Uncle Frank..."
Was that an erection she felt pressing into her stomach?
"Did you have a safe drive up?"
Though she thought it must be her imagination, Frank's hand had wandered down to the small of her back.
"Oh I got cut off on the freeway once or twice but I can't complain. I love your dress by the way."
His hand slid further down and Alice gasped as he gave her right butt cheek a squeeze over the dress.
"Uncle Frank!" Her voice was a hiss through gritted teeth. "You can't touch my butt! I'm your niece! This is totally inappropriate!" Even as she said this, she felt a buzz deep inside her. What was happening?
"There's no crime in a hug and a squeeze to see just how big my niece has gotten. You're a woman now. A true striking beauty." He released his victim, but not before pressing his lips against hers and giving her a closed mouth kiss on the lips. "You really are stunning in that dress. You're a knock out." He gave another chuckle and walked into the kitchen.
As he walked away, Alice gasped. There was a spot on her dress! Around her stomach there was a spot with thick white liquid. She panicked, knowing her friends would be there soon. She tried to wipe the spot off with her hand, but all that did was spread the liquid around as well as getting it on her hand. The liquid was sticky and warm and gross. It made her stomach churn to think her uncle might have gotten off all over her beautiful dress. What's more she couldn't get the vile stuff off her dress or her hands. Her mom was walking into the room and she knew she had to hide it. She did the only thing she could think to do and glopped as much gunk as she could onto her hand...and then licked her hand clean. When her mom asked about the stain, she said she spilled some drink on herself. After her mom left, she envisioned her uncle's semen swimming around in her stomach. It totally grossed her out, but at the same time it kind of turned her on. She pushed those thoughts from her mind. She had to get ready for the guests.
Soon her friends had begun to arrive. The slime on her dress seemed to dry, though the spot where he had ejaculated on her was clear as day. She spent the time with her friends and avoided her uncle like the plague. But where ever she was in the house, her uncle's eyes were locked on her. She hated it. She knew he was undressing her with his eyes. Pretty soon it was time for cake. She sat down at the head of the dining room table, Frank sitting down right beside her, and all her friends gathered behind her as the cake was brought out. As the candles were being lit, Frank placed his hand on Alice's knee. She looked at him out of the corner of her eye and pushed his hand away. Her father began lighting the candles. The hand found itself on her thigh now. She pushed it away and mouthed the word 'stop' to her lecherous uncle. Her parents turned out the lights, the room illuminated only by a one and a nine candle on the cake. Alice groaned softly, drowned out by the singing of 'Happy Birthday' while her uncle's hand stroked her inner thigh, now even under the dress. There was no pushing the hand away this time. His hand found her panty clad slit. Her panties were damp from thinking about her uncle taking advantage of her. She couldn't explain it, and now he was massaging her previously untouched slit. She heard her dad's voice while Frank groped her tiny little slit.
"Now make a wish and blow out the candles!"
All eyes were on her as she moaned softly. She managed to get herself together and blow out the candles. Her uncle retreated his hand as she stood up. She enjoyed her cake, made from scratch by her mother, and pulled Frank into a side room. She spoke first, her voice barely a whisper as she noticed below his fat stomach that he had a rock-hard erection.
"You need to stop touching me Uncle Frank!"
Uncle Frank grinned from ear to ear, pushing a tress of hair that had come out of her bun back behind her ear.
"And why is that my sweet beautiful little birthday girl?"
She sighed in exasperation.
"Because I'm your niece! Because I'm young enough to be your daughter! Because you're old and fat and gross! Because you ruined my birthday dress with your...with your...with your..."
"Cock snot?"
