Jenna Gordon stared at the tuition due and wanted to cry. $9538.35 due in 6 weeks. She had gone to her mother, who had wept about how hard it was to make ends meet now that her father had abandoned her. Her father had a bitter tirade about how Jenna's mother was sucking him dry with her alimony while he was trying to make a life with his new young wife. Jenna was 3 years younger than the newest Mrs. Gordon. Her parents were not getting her out of this.
Jenna looked at the bill one more time. There was one person that she could ask. Her mother had forbidden her from making contact most of her life, but now her mother was not able to hold the purse strings of control. Jenna grabbed the phone and called her mother's younger brother Ray.
Ray Phillip's looked at the stage and grimaced. Tiffany was starting to look haggard. The girl was obviously turning tricks in her off time and she looked to have undergone another procedure. She was starting to look like a melting Barbie doll. He grabbed his drink and wandered back to his office. He nodded at the bouncer as he went to indicate where he would be if needed. The strip club "Ray's Man Cave" ran like a top. There was very little that his well-placed staff could not handle. It was time to find new dancers though. The dwindling attendance was proof of that.
Ray placed ads for dancers everywhere. The college was a good source of girls willing to lose their dignity for a little bit of cash. Flash some tits and ass, easier than student loans, that was what he told all the young feminists. The money was so good that most of the girls ended up quitting school. Ray never mentioned that it was a short-term career opportunity. Like pro-sports or modeling, there came a point when you were no longer bankable.
Jenna called Ray at home, and on his cell. There was no answer. What she did not know was that her caller ID came up with her mother's name and there was no way that Ray was going to talk to that leach anytime soon. Jenna was desperate, so she called the club.
"Man Cave. What you need?" A man answered.
"Can I speak to Ray?"
"Dancer auditions are tomorrow at 2pm. If you get picked be ready for a shift tomorrow night." Then he hung up.
Jenna stared at the phone. Interesting, she thought, she needed money maybe this was the answer. She was cute with shiny brown hair and big brown eyes. She was not built like a stripper that was for sure. Her tits were big and pendulous, her ass was wide and flat, her waist was narrow, so really her shape was good just wider than the normal stripper. Jenna had done every exercise craze including Flaunt, Pole Dancing and Stripping away the Pounds. She knew a few tricks of the trade, so maybe there was a chance she could pull this off.
Scotty Kines sat on the floor of his best friend Jenna's dorm room and watched her dance erotically. It would have been amazing if he were not extremely gay. She had all the moves and the flesh to back it up. Scotty clapped as she once again came to the big finale.
Jenna panted and looked hopeful. "Is it good enough?"
"Oh, yes honey." Scotty assured. "Why not take off the bra?"
"I am hoping that the place is not full nude."
"Your breasts are fine!"
"They are not perky."
"No that is definitely not the word I would use. They are huge and they are real. Both plusses if you ask me."
"You are gay. You don't like any breasts. You are not fair judge on this. You are just saying what I want to hear."
"I may not be on the market for a pair to play with but I am aware of the market standards. I watch porn."
Jenna laughed. "I will hopefully get by to maybe get a waitress job where I can wear push-ups to put them in the right place."
"Men do not have a 'right place' for boobs. Are they on a woman? Check." Scotty stated with a sarcastic head shake.
"Whatever. Help me pick my outfit. I gotta leave soon."
Ray looked over the 7 or so girls that showed up. Some of them were what you would expect, desperate and addicted to something. Stringy hair, skin and bones, dancing like it was too important. There was nothing about desperation that filled seats.
There was one silicone bleach blonde girl that had been fired from the Beaver Trap looking for a job. Obviously a professional and jaded to the moves and routine. There was vacant expression about her. But she had moves and it was easy to see he was going to hire her.
The last one looked so out of place it was uncomfortable to watch. But when the thick young co-ed took the stage she was captivating. She had decent moves and her flashes of innocence and skin were enough to give Ray an actual hard on. It had been years since a dancing girl had made him hard. But this was like watching the girl next door through a window. It was voyeuristic and entrancing.
Jenna finished her dance and stood in the line with the other 6 women that had danced. All of them were looking expectantly at Uncle Ray. Jenna looked at him as well and noticed he was staring at her. She smiled slightly and waved hoping he wasn't too mad that she was auditioning.
"Candy Cane and Jenna G please stay. The rest of you thank you for auditioning."
"Candy, please see Bruce at the door for the schedule and dressing room tour. Your paperwork is in order. Jenna, I need to see you in the office."
Jenna followed Ray to the office. The door closed behind them and the lighting was brighter back here and Jenna squirmed. She was not comfortable in the bright light with so much skin showing. Ray sat on the edge of the desk and sat watching her.
"I want to hire you but I need to see the goods so to speak." Ray said with a calculating tilt to his head. "Strip."
"Didn't I just do that out there?" Jenna asked with a nervous laugh.
"You danced out there. In here I need to make sure that you are physically appealing to the clients. So again, strip."
Jenna looked at the door. When she started this journey, it did not sink in that she would be naked in front of her uncle. But here in the bright light of the florescent tubes she was about to get as the day she was born nude. He did not seem to recognize her, so maybe it was just an uncomfortable secret for her to keep.
She blushed and started pulling at the corset she wore. Soon she was topless. Ray inhaled sharply. Her breasts rested heavily against her chest and upper abdomen, they were massive and real. In a world of augmentation and plastic she was luscious organic fruit. She reached down to draw off her panties and her breasts hung below her swaying and jiggling with every move she made. Ray felt like his jeans were going to shred from his cock trying to escape.
Jenna stepped out of her panties and stood before Ray in a garter and stockings. She moved to remove them as well when Ray grabbed her wrist. "That is fine, leave them."
Ray stood up and circled her. She was thick, shapely, dangerously curved. Just what he needed to liven up this Barbie Doll parade. Just enough real to make the men remember the primal need for sex came from a biological necessity to procreate, and this vixen was meant for breeding. Ray stepped behind her and unfastened his jeans. He reached out and nudged her thighs apart. "Lean over the desk, I need to see your holes."
"What?"
"Look you want to strip here, I gotta know what the goods look like before I send you out there to represent my club."
Jenna hesitantly leaned over the desk, well aware that she was dripping wet from being on display. The shame of being turned on by this situation with her uncle was like a snake squirming in her belly. She tried to be professional and let him finish his inspection.
"You might want to wax all this off. It is not the best look to have pubic hair curling around the g-string." Ray squatted behind her and inhaled the fresh woman scent of her pussy. It was dripping and begging for penetration. His cock throbbed and strained toward the hot wetness. "I have to touch you. Do not be alarmed."
Jenna squeaked as he put his finger directly on her clit and began to manipulate it. He watched the clit as it emerged from it's hood and salivated at the tiny pearl begging to be sucked. He stood, still flicking at the center of her universe. He watched as his cock jumped like a divining rod as it pointed toward her dripping hole.
"Lean up a bit, I need to feel your tits." Ray said.
Jenna was lost in feeling and obeyed without thought. Ray clamped on to both of her tits. Mashing and mauling the soft flesh in his big rough hands. He was out of control with just a quick adjustment he was plunging deep into the tightest softest cunt he had ever felt.
When Jenna squealed loudly Ray covered her mouth with his hand. "Hush, just enjoy it." Ray said sliding in and out of heaven.
Jenna was in a tornado of sensation and confusion. His hand over her mouth was turning her on and preventing her from blurting out the only thing that could stop this incredibly erotic and insanely wrong fucking. His cock was pounding her like it knew exactly where she needed it. The thrust across her g-spot was driving her higher and higher. He moved his hand from her mouth to grip her hip to get leverage to get deeper. He pounded deeper and just as the world splintered around her she screamed. "I am your niece." The orgasm she had was bigger than anything she had ever experienced and as he pulled back she contracted forcing his cock and her squirting girl cum out of her pussy. He grabbed her hard and thrust back in deeper and harder.
Jenna figured that he had not heard her, but as he animalisticly fucked her, he leaned forward and whispered in her ear. "Such a good girl cumming on Uncle Ray's cock. Such a dirty little niece bending over for Uncle Ray."
Jenna moaned and tried not to get swept away but it was too much. It was too dirty and too hot feeling him fill her to the brink. She was going to cum again. This time it was not a secret she was going to cum for her Uncle Ray.
"Fuck me Uncle Ray. Give it to me. Yes, give me that dirty Uncle dick."
Ray was blind with the heat. She was saying the dirtiest things. If this is what she needed to get off he was more than willing to play along. It was dirty and hot so he was getting way to close. "Cum for me you dirty girl. Remember, don't tell mommy." He grunted just before his cock started spewing.
The first splash of his cum and she was over the edge again. The long low moan that came out of her was the most erotic sound he had ever heard.
He left her slumped over the desk as he did up his jeans. She moved slowly but began gathering her things.
"That was really hot." Ray said. "I rarely ever role play, but that was so taboo."
"What?"
"Pretending to be my niece. I don't usually go in for that, but it was hot as fuck."
"I wasn't pretending. I am your niece Jenna."
Ray swallowed audibly. "What?"
"I am Jenna, your sister's daughter."
"What the fuck? Why didn't you say so?"
"I did, but you just kept fucking me like it didn't matter."
"I thought you were playing." Ray screamed. Then growled when his cock twitched.
"I gathered that. I am really sorry. Nobody needs to know this happened. It was an accident and we can just forget it."
