I was still naked. My body was humming from my recent orgasms. My pussy pulsing from the sumptuous fucking I had just received from Uncle Mike. Though satiated, I knew my body would still accept more pleasure. If only I could find a willing partner to participate with me. I looked at my bag and considered firing up my vibrator and reliving the hour with my little toy buzzing on and around my clit. But no. I decided to bathe in the realness of the sensations still tingling in my body from Uncle's touches and, mmm that delicious cock.
I turned on the lamp beside my bed and was ready to pull on my PJ's when I noticed one of Uncle's worn white button-down dress shirts over a chair. I grinned. I picked it up held it to my face and inhaled as I had done with his robe. MMM. Mike. His scent. His masculine aroma. I slipped it on, fastened a few buttons and looked in the full-length mirror. What a perfect nightshirt. I crawled under the covers, turned off the light and fell asleep with the biggest warmest smile on my face from the recent memories of Uncle Mike's backyard.
I awoke. Early I guess. I didn't hear my uncle moving. Maybe he had left for the airport already. It seemed like it was still dark outside. I pulled the covers up and rolled over thinking I would fall asleep again. I still felt tired, relaxed and satisfied. MMM. The air billowing out from under the sheets carried fragrances of my Uncle to my nostrils. They stirred my memories of hours earlier. I laid in bed remembering last night, slowly getting hornier by the minute, remembering his tongue on my cunt, his cock in my mouth, my pussy juice on his face, his cock thrusting along the walls of my vagina, his cum on my back, in my hair, in my mouth. I rolled over, spread my legs and allowed my hands to wander over my shirt covered body and bare pussy. I trailed my fingertips over my freshly shaved mons remembering Uncles touches in detail, imagining they were his hands not mine. I moved a hand to my chest and caressed my breasts through the white starched cotton covering them, raising my nipples, arousing my juices. MMM, Uncle Mike's tongue slowly pushing its way up one side of my cunt, over my clit, pausing, circling then down the other side. My fingers tried to mimic my memories searching and exploring through my moistened petals dipping into my cavity to test its readiness. And mmm, it was more than ready again. I plunged two fingers into myself trying to reclaim the same stretch Uncle Mike's beautiful cock had given me, but it just wasn't the same. Though my fingers did feel good, causing my head to turn side-to-side in response.
I saw my bag next to the bed. My vibrator. I reached inside and pulled it out. I looked at it and smiled. "And how horny are you this morning my plastic friend?" I giggled to myself and turned it on. "Oh, really horny I see." I giggled some more and moved my toy down to my dripping pussy. I turned it off, dipped it into my cunt to moisten and lube it then explored my succulent pussy once more trying to capture some of the sensations that still stirred my recollections. Not the same as Uncle Mike's touches but still OK, especially after turning my little buddy on again.
I couldn't take more teasing of myself. I moved my rattling friend to my clit and plunged my fingers in and out of my cunt. My vigorous plunging and rocking hips caused my fingers to slip from my pulsing puss and slide over my anus. MMM, memories of Uncle Mike's tongue in my ass flooded my mind and pressed me closer to the edge. I slid a well lubed finger into my sphincter. Ahhhhhhhhh. God that was good.
"MMM. MMM.".
I fought back the cry that wanted to escape my lips just in case Uncle was still within earshot. The good vibrations from my plastic lover rocked my clit and brought me to my third resounding orgasm in less than a day. Such intensity. I bucked in response and felt my ass contract and pull at my finger. I rode the waves of ecstasy that slowly escaped my body. I wondered how much my ass play has enhanced the intensity of my orgasm, but then didn't worry about it and just reveled in the glow.
My body reclaimed normalcy once more, though I'm sure my body was beginning to think these constant orgasms may be normal. Actually it was probably wishing these recent events were normal. I know I was. Once I relaxed a bit I allowed my finger to slip from my anus and considered how pleasurable this new experience had unexpectedly been. Maybe it would have to become a regular part of my play time.
Suddenly I heard the shower in Uncle Mike's room running. He was still here. I smiled and rolled out of bed. I felt the blush on my cheeks from my latest orgasm. I caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror. White men's shirt, tussled blonde hair, flushed face. Delectable is what I hoped Uncle Mike would think. I considered losing the shirt and being naked the whole time I was with Uncle Mike. I worried his reaction to seeing me naked first thing in the morning might make him reconsider what we were doing. Soft, subtle and sexy would be best right now, I hoped.
I stopped in the guest bathroom to quickly wash my hands then made my way through Uncle Mike's bedroom to his ensuite. I stopped and looked at his king size bed on the way and pictured us in various positions, him pounding me with my most recent obsession, his addictive love pole.
I walked into Uncle Mike's bathroom. The steam from his shower was warm. I picked up his towel and held it against me, covering me in his shirt, waiting for him to finish. I heard the water shut off. Uncle Mike opened the shower door.
"Mel!"
He was surprised.
"Let me dry you off Uncle. As a thank you for last night."
"Mel???"
"Or I will attack you right here and now and make you late for your flight." I giggled.
"Ok. But be good."
"Oh I will," I promised through my most innocent look.
He stepped from the tub. I lowered my hands revealing to Uncle Mike my new nightshirt. The few buttons I had done up revealed portions of my cleavage and the tops of my thighs. I suspected from uncle Mike's stare that he could see my glistening bare puss as well.
I could not avert my eyes from his cock. His quickly enlarging cock. He was obviously unable to prevent the blood from rushing to his lovely dick. I wanted to grab it and suck it but resisted. I did not want to scare him and I also wanted to tease him more right now. Besides, I knew his cock would be in my mouth before too long.
"Turn around Uncle and let me do your back."
He obeyed without comment. I patted his masculine shoulders dry, feeling my pussy grow wet with excitement. I did his arms and shoulders and hair while standing behind him.
