Author's Note: I hope this story incites your imagination. It's not full of vulgarity or over verbalization. I love to describe rather than use verbal language. The sex in this story is consensual. Whether you choose to believe it or not is your choice. I know what happened. I enjoyed what happened. I asked for what happened. Please enjoy this story in your own way. Of course your feedback will get me to continue writing or not Enjoy!!
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Every story has to have a beginning, so let me start by telling you about myself. I am a Southern country girl. I wouldn't say redneck, but I do hunt and fish. My daddy taught me to skin a deer when I was 12. While the girl in me says "they are so cute", the logical part of me says they taste good on my table, so get over that. I can land a bass with the best of ya'll. Not afraid to shovel out the barn or bale hay. Me and the New Holland have always had special bond. I keep her fed and oiled and she makes my life easier. I got my father's height and my mother's figure. I stand tall at 5' 11" and weigh in at 146 pounds. I have sandy brown hair and hazel eyes. When I wear a bra it's a modest B-cup. When I am not working my IT job I help daddy work the farm, which helps keep my figure. I am about to turn 23 and just so you don't think otherwise I haven't been a virgin is many years.
Yes I am a Geek. I graduated with a Bachelor in Computer Science and pretty close to top in my class. I got my Daddy's brains too; though Mom isn't a dummy. One of my colleagues describes me a harassment suite waiting to happen. He usually says that with his tongue hanging out. Funny thing is if he did try to sexually harass me he'd probably get laid. He's rather cute for a geek. Get your mind back on the story girl.
My daddy is the oldest of 4 brothers and I am the youngest of 4 brothers and 2 sisters. In reality I am a half-sister. Dad had a weak moment on his 50th birthday and I was born 40 weeks later. My biological mother disappeared a week after I was born. By daddy's wife and my real mother didn't hesitate or regret taking me in. Momma was quick to tell people, that was Daddy's last weak moment and he usually covers his balls when she tells people about it.
My parents were rather liberal and I discovered Daddy's weak moment was not wearing a condom when he bedded my biological mother. Given that momma and daddy practiced a swinging lifestyle, sex was never a taboo subject around our house. From the first day I started bleeding my mother taught me why I was bleeding and why boys had cocks and girls had pussies. She taught me all the good stuff about sex too. Best of all she taught me how to please a man and how get a man to please me. When I first had sex with a guy all she wanted to know was if I had an orgasm and she dragged me off to the doctor to get me on the pill. I told her everything, except who the guy was and that he was older than me. I learned if you don't want to be fucked, don't say "Fuck me" when you are having an orgasm, because you will be.
This brings me to my Uncle John and Aunt Rose. My uncle is my father's youngest brother and like me was a "whoops" baby. He's 9 years older than me. Rose is his 2nd wife and my age. Uncle John's first wife was one of those southern women who felt sex was a chore. My Uncle called her a nun, "None in the morning, none at night". Rose is a Yankee girl that got moved down south when her father got a job down here. She is as Irish as they come with a thick Boston accent. Her fiery red hair and green eyes caught my Uncle's attention from the first day they met. It wasn't long after they met that his first wife had to find a new home. My uncle married Rose two weeks after the divorce was final and Rose turned 19. My uncle is a great guy. He and I have camped, fished and hunted since I was 15. On more than once occasion I had fantasied about him.
When I turned 18 he took me on a week-long camping trip and I was hoping something would happen. He seemed to be flirting with me and I know I was flirting back. He was asking me questions about me and my sex life nobody ever asked and I could tell my answers made him hard. After he and Rose married she started camping with us. The fantasies became fueled by hearing him and Rose having sex. Neither of them could be quiet if their lives depended on it.
Two things I learned Rose loved to suck cock and Uncle Pete apparently had a very talented tongue. Not to mention a decent sized cock. More than once they'd leave the tents screen covers open and even in the dark the silhouette of his hard cock caught my eye and most times before it disappeared into Rose's mouth. Uncle Pete and I would go scuba diving together and neoprene leaves little to the imagination. I knew he was a decent sized, but seeing it hard made me very wet. I'd often wonder if they did that on purpose. If they did it was working. My fantasies turned into pure lust. I am sure my masturbating during their love making wasn't going unnoticed. I can't be quiet either.
As time went on I spent a great deal of time at Pete and Rose's home. It always seemed to me that the more time I spent there the more I'd see one of both of them in some state of undress. What was really surprising me was how seeing Rose half naked made me feel. Maybe it was the fact she was the recipient of my Uncle's cock made me horny. All I knew if either of them even hinted at wanting sex was ready.
This brings this story to two weeks ago. I stopped by after work. Because it was a meet the client day at work I was dressed up. I was wearing a tight white lace blouse, my black leather skirt slit up the side and thigh high stockings. If you looked under the skirt my stocking where held up by a white garter and I had on white panties. My heels added a few inches to my height. One of the few times my long hair was not in braids. Like always our clients' jaws were on the ground, especially when I got technical with them. Beauty and brains can be a lethal combination as my boss is fond of saying. Needless to say when I arrived at my Uncle's house I caught Rose's eye. She wasn't wearing much more than a robe, because we were going out to dinner. She made sure the front of her robe was open. She had on a black lacy thong and that was all. Her eyes started at my feet and slowly started up by body. By the time she reached my hips I was wet. It was obvious I was horny by the time she reached by breast. My nipples were sticking out so much you could hang something on them.
As she turned to leave I could have sworn I heard her mumble "good", but I wasn't sure. She disappeared into her bedroom and returned twenty minutes later dressed to kill. She was wearing a short black dress that was slit up the side. That slit revealed a great deal of leg, which I could see her dark green garter holding up her stockings. Like me she was braless and her nipples were poking out as far as mine. She was wearing a topaz necklace that hung just above her exposed cleavage and she had on matching earrings. Now my pussy was thumping. She seemed to float as she walked up to me.
"I have something for you", she said as he stood before me.
She reached up and undid the top button of my blouse revealing more of my cleavage. My heart was racing and I thought it would explode. She opened up the box she had in her hand and pulled out the prettiest necklace I had ever seen. It has a braided silver chain and a tear drop stone. The stone was a highly polished aquamarine and my birthstone. On the bottom of the stone was silver laced. The top looked like a small set of silver wings. That stone was not small. She reached up and put the necklace on me. Her face was inches from mine and I got this sudden urge to kiss her and not on the cheek. I wanted a mouth open, spit swapping knock your socks off kiss. I could see the lust in her eyes as she attached the necklace. As she lowered her arms her hands gently brushed my hair away from my ears and she took each of my earrings off. All the time her eyes were locked to mine. My breathing was not slow as I felt her replace my earrings with the ones in the set. These dangled with a teardrop aquamarine stone on the end of each. After she put the earrings on she straightened up my hair. Not sure where she had it, but she held up a mirror so I could see the earrings.
If I wasn't already having difficulty breathing I'd have gasped at what I saw. Rose just smiled at me and I was thinking how much did all of this cost. Rose took me by the hand and led me to her bedroom.
"Let's change that blouse into something a bit more appealing", she said.
I stood there as she took my blouse off. Before she turned around she looked me in the eye and smiled. My nipples were hard enough to cut glass. As she looked me in the eye she scraped her thumb across one of them. I took a deep breath and her smile seemed to grow. She wet her lips with her tongue and turned toward her closet. My mind was racing. This is more than just flirting. She was seducing me and it was working. I bet you could wring the wetness out of my thong. She returned with a black silk lace blouse that was somewhat sheer. I looked at myself in her mirror as I buttoned up the blouse. It didn't take a genius to realize I was dressed for sex.
Rose walked up behind me as put her hands on my hips. She slowly started to run her hands down my skirt. I heard her moan, "I love the feel of leather".
I was thinking, "I love the feel of your hands" as I closed my eyes and savored her touch. This was going to be an interesting evening.
I was sure it was going to end with three naked bodies. I had never been with a woman. I wasn't even remotely interested being with a woman till Rose. Then there was my Uncle. That thought faded when Rose moved in front of me and reached up and pulled my face to hers. As our lips touched all thoughts of them as relatives went right out the door. The kiss I had longed for was happening. As our tongues met my body started shaking. I could feel Rose's body doing the same.
As her hand slid up the front of my blouse and cupped by breast she sighed "Too bad we need to meet Pete in and hour".
I lifted her chin up so she was looking me in the eye, "I am thinking this night is nowhere near over". I was thinking where are we going that it takes an hour?
