All fictional characters are over 25 years of age.
Harry, worked construction all his life and was about to retire in a week. He had money, home paid and all was well except for the fact that he had been labeled a pervert many years prior and was still considered pervert today.
Through the years Harry, had fucked more that must men under the sun and never hid that he loved to fuck. He would come on to any woman that would cross his path and, "i do mean, any woman"!
Harry, had a way with woman and could bed just about any woman he set his eyes on as he was a good looking fellow all his life. When he was younger, woman would look his way all the time.
He stood 6'4, broad shoulders and muscular, mostly because of his job. Even today the ladies still look his way even though he was about to become a senior. He was still lean and muscular, in great shape over all.
One day when he was about 41 years old and was attending a family reunion by himself which was abnormal. He usually always showed up with some new woman but not this time, he was by himself.
Harry was also gifted with a face that would compare with the very best of manly models with a nice jaw line and radiant eyes that just seemed to capture all woman's attention.
He made his way around hugging and greeting everyone especially the ladies. In fact all the ladies would somewhat secretly put themselves in his path.
It was natural for a mom to greet her son with big smiles and hugs but when it came to all the other ladies, including siters in law and girlfriends of his brothers.. well the guys would end up jealous.
The woman could not seem to help it as he looked really good and had no problems lining up for hugs. His 4 brothers on the other hand were not to pleased seeing this taking place. Harry was the youngest!
His hands would wander on all the ladies but he was holding back from doing so as much as he could, but the fact that his hands did wander getting a feel of some of the backsides and including a slight feel of their tushes; the brothers were not happy.
The brothers started labeling him as a pervert mostly because of their own insecurities and so the labeling continued until even the sisters in law and girlfriends would all call him a pervert.
Harry ended up not being included in family gatherings from that point on and was feeling sad about that, as he had never really did anything wrong. In fact i still see some touching others today kind of like what Harry was accused of doing and in reality some would get a lot more touchier here and there through the years.
I am Jodie, uncle Harry's niece, being 26 years old; i had already been with many guys sexually. I remember all this taking place through the years and even thought my mom had a thing going on with one of our neighbors around that time.
Nobody was prim and proper, yet uncle Harry was labeled the pervert. I could go on with a lot more things i had seen through the years that seemed inappropriate between my aunts and other uncles and it kind of pissed me off that uncle Harry was the one being labeled a pervert.
I only got to see uncle Harry on scares moments, on the streets or in his company van. We only got to wave at each other, even though brief; i held those memories close to me.
Many years had gone by as everyone was starting to hear rumors that uncle Harry was now impotent. Some were happy about that and others would not let go of the pervert labeling.
Having spoken to my mom about all that, she was in agreement that uncle Harry was wrongly labeled as a pervert but would never dare say it out loud to any other family members especially my dad who had started all that nonsense.
Through the years most of the family had scattered all around the country except for us and uncle Harry living just on the outskirts of town. We lived in town, a nice part of town in a big over priced home.
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It was really late one night when i was hearing screams. Dad was guiding mom and yelling for me to get out of the house. The house was on fire so, we all exited the place as fast as we could and nobody got hurt.
There we all stood outside, late September. It was cold and all dad had on was shorts and t' shirts, mom had her flannel night gown on and i was in my pj's.
The fire trucks arrived but it was to late, the whole house was in flames. Mom and dad were worried and i was scared.
I heard mom arguing with dad and realized what they had been arguing about as mom said she would not hear another word and besides he was now impotent, and that she was calling uncle Harry for shelter.
Tom, my dad's best friend and neighbor offered to let us stay at his house but mom told dad that she did not like him and that it was final as uncle Harry was already on his way.
Dad would not even speak to uncle Harry and took off with Tom. Harry got to us about 3 minutes later with his personal car. We hopped in and made our way to his house in the country.
It was a small house, nothing to eye catchy but it was a cozy two bedroom house.
When uncle Harry asked what had happened etc. Mom just shrugged her shoulders adding that dad would be staying at Tom's house for now.
I was safe now and found myself eyeballing uncle Harry as mom thanked him and gave him a nice long hug saying that it had been way to long since they last spoke.
Thoughts racing through my mind looking uncle Harry up and down, he looked really good for his age. Mom had no worries either and even looked really at ease in fact, she looked happy to be in uncle Harry's arms.
When they broke the hug i moved in for mine and he was a great hugger, holding me in his strong arms and thought maybe; that is what mom liked about him besides the fact that he was really good looking.
Uncle Harry started to let go of his hold on me and told us that we should all get some sleep and that we could all catch up in the morning. I did not want the hug to stop but understood, morning comes fast.
Mom and i made our way to the spare bedroom as uncle Harry went to his. Asking mom what will happen now, but mom said we would play it by ear and we had a good place to stay at.
We got undressed as it was warm in the house, the fireplace had been keeping the house warm and cozy. Mom stripped right down to only wearing her panties and i did the same. We laid there in bed together and fell asleep rather fast considering what we had just gone through.
Around 4 in the morning i woke up to mom spooning me and gyrating in a very sexual way and that one word that kept escaping her lips was "Harry". "Could mom really be having wet dreams about uncle Harry"?
"Oh my", laying there on my back i could feel mom's pussy grinding into my hip as her hands were also all over me.
Wondering why mom could not tell the difference between uncle Harry's and my hard nipples. Maybe it's because i am somewhat flat chested but my nipples were oh so well erected at that point.
Then, i remembered seeing uncle Harry's over sized nipples many years ago when he was shirtless.
"Fuck, i was getting very horny too now" thinking of uncle Harry's big nipples as mom was playing with mine
Mom was kissing my neck as she kept right on gyrating her very wet pussy through her well drenched panties all along my hip.
My left hand found it's way down to my wet pussy and started rubbing myself. My right arms was kind of stuck underneath mom, so i ran my fingertips along her backside and she started moaning loudly.
"WTF", i could no longer hold back from moaning loudly myself as mom was having a nice orgasm and so was i. Then as we were both breathing loudly as well as moaning like nobody cared, a boom boom boom at the door snapped us both out of it.
Uncle Harry had opened the door and asked if we were ok and that he heard noises. Both mom and i, frozen in time for a second or two; before mom spoke up telling uncle Harry that i just had a bad dream is all.
Uncle Harry closed the door as he said, "ok, sorry"
We laid there for another second and mom pulled her sweaty wet body away from mine and i pulled away a little too.
There was not a sound to be heard as my thoughts were racing questioning if mom had turned me on or was it my thoughts of uncle Harry.
A minute later, i told mom that she had just orgasmed by rubbing her pussy on my hip and that she kept saying Harry's name. " I am so sorry, honey" mom said as tears rolled down her cheeks.
"It's ok mom", i also had a nice orgasm thinking of uncle Harry while you were touching me all over except for down there, "i took care of that myself".
