I had been the proud owner of a motor home for about two months. I had planned on taking a trip but my work schedule had changed and I had to cancel. Here it was the beginning of summer and I had time off. I called Mary but was disappointed when she said she couldn't take off from work. I was prepared to call the whole trip off but things happened to change all that. I had been looking at the map I had previously marked off when the phone rang.
"Hello," I said.
"Hey Uncle Carl! What you doing?"
In spite of my mood, I couldn't help but smile. "Hey Carla!" Carla is one of my nieces. In fact, she's my favorite niece. She has been like a daughter to me most of her life. We could talk about anything and she didn't hold back on any type of conversation. "I was just looking over a map. I wanted to take a short vacation with the motor home but Mary can't get off work. Maybe I'll just go by myself, but that won't be too much fun."
The line was quiet for a few seconds. Then with her voice all bright and bubbly, Carla said, "can I go with you?" I didn't answer for a few seconds. I mean I had always loved Carla and enjoyed her company all the time. But since I began sharing my erotic stories with her, I could feel myself beginning to view her as a grown woman instead of a niece. "Gee Carla, I don't know? I'm gonna be gone a whole week." I could feel my dick tingle as the thought of spending a week cooped in a small motor home with her began to form in my mind. "Aw come on, Uncle Carl. After a semester of school, I deserve a vacation. Imagine, no phone calls, no doorbells, just the open road and good company. I'll even give you money for gas. I know those things don't run on water. Besides, you can continue to give me writing pointers."
At the mention of writing, my dick grew even harder. Carla had mentioned to me that she had written an erotic story. When I pressured her to let me read it, I found out she had a few stories. I was really impressed after I read them. Not only were they good, they kept me excited thinking of her as the female character. And I know that she got the hint that she was the character in a few of the stories I had written. I told her I would get back to her the next day with my answer and hung up the phone. I didn't want her to hear the change in my breathing as I talked to her. But I had no sooner hung up the phone than I sat in my chair stroking my hard dick thinking about her. A whole week in the confines of a small room with her. There would be little privacy and she would be sleeping only feet away from me. My hand stroked my hard dick as I imagined her in her skimpy nightgowns.
I called Carla back the next day. When I told her that she could go with me, she screamed with glee. She said that she was going to put all her stories on disc and we could go over them together. I told her I would bring all the stories I hadn't put on the net and she could read them as we drove along. The two weeks before we left were hard on me. Or should I say the two weeks kept me hard thinking about the coming trip. The night before the trip, Carla spent the night with me. I tossed and turned all night long. In a dream, I went into her bedroom and we made furious love all night. I awoke the next morning feeling like shit. "Oh Uncle Carl, you look like hell!" I laughed it off. "Didn't sleep much. I had a bad dream." We dressed and hit the road. I made sure the camper was packed the night before.
During our drive out of the city, we left at 5:30am; I couldn't help but sneak peeks at my young niece. She had worn a pair of shorts that gave me a good look at her long thighs. Her sandals exposed her pretty toes. I remember how in one of her stories, she had the male character suck the females toes. I wondered if she was saying that she liked having her toes sucked on. Carla was a tall woman. She stood as tall as I did. She was reading one of my stories and would often make a sound in her throat as she read. I had to keep my eyes on the road. By 7:30 we stopped for breakfast. On the open road, I gave Carla a chance to drive. She liked the power of sitting up high. We laughed at the remarks of the truckers as they talked about various women they passed. We had lunch at one. During lunch, we sat in the camper and talked about our stories. She admitted that my stories had gotten her "itchy". I told her that the story of hers that I had read showed how much more open and sexual she had become. After lunch, I had to stroke my dick before I could start driving again. I think that Carla saw my discomfort. She kept looking at me and smiling.
We didn't stop to sightsee during the first day. But by 6:30pm, we had pulled into an RV campsite. Carla and I made dinner. We ate dinner outside under the stars. A few other campers came by and before I could say a word, Carla stated that we were Father and Daughter on a small vacation. We enjoyed a few drinks with out new friends and then turned in for the night. Carla said she would shower first. I mixed us fresh drinks while she showered. She came out in a bathrobe and I slipped into the small bathroom. All during my shower, I stayed hard thinking about Carla. I had to turn the water on full cold before I could get out. I turned into the small kitchen but didn't see Carla. I went into the back bedroom and sitting on the bed watching TV was Carla. The only TV was in the big bedroom. Carl had a large pullover nightshirt. It came down to just below her hips. I could see a bit of her transparent panty.
I stood looking down at Carla. She was sipping the drink I had made. Then she handed me mine. "Uncle Carl, would you do me a favor and put some lotion on my body?" before I could answer, Carla tossed me a bottle of lotion. I unscrewed the cap and Carla laid back. She lifted her right leg and I caught a bigger glimpse of panty. It was sheer enough to see the hair between her thighs. My hands shook as I poured the lotion on my hands. Then starting above her ankle, I began to smooth on the lotion. Carla gave a sigh as my hands traveled above her knee. I really should have stopped at that point but her smooth skin felt too good. I stopped just short of her crotch. Then I put some more lotion on my hand and began to do her feet. As my hands massaged her feet, Carla sighed and a soft moan escaped her lips. Remembering her story, I lifted her foot up to my mouth. My lips captured her big toe and I sucked it in slowly. This was her chance to stop me. Instead, Carla moaned a bit louder. By the time I had finished sucking each toe, she was slowly moving her ass on the bed. My dick was poking my scrub pants and I'm sure Carla saw it.
I watched Carla as she wiggled her ass into the bed. I went to the other side of the bed and did her other leg. By the time I stopped sucking on her pinkie toe, Carla's hands had slid down to her panty and she was slowly rubbing it. I held her foot as I gazed down at her. There was no mistaking what she was doing. Carla was getting her pussy nice and wet. I lay her foot down on the bed and moved her hands. Carla opened her eyes and looked at me. Then she smiled. "You remembered my story! I was hoping that you would." I told her to roll over and pull her shirt off. Carla grasped the bottom of her shirt and stripped it off with one pull. With her back to me, I couldn't see her tits. But I remembered the way she had described them in her stories. I couldn't wait to see her hard nipples. Sucking her toes had made them poke thru her shirt already.
I poured the lotion on her back. As I spread it across her back, Carla moaned and snuggled down into the bed. When she slid her hands beneath her, I spanked her across her panty-clad ass. "No playing around until I finish. Then you can play all you want." Carla moved her hands up and gripped the pillow. I massaged the lotion onto her back and as my hands moved closer to her ass, Carla raised up a bit. I massaged her back until I got to the top of her panty. "Take them off, Uncle Carl. Take my panties off and put lotion on my ass." My hands trembled as I slipped my hands under the elastic. Then like in a dream, I slowly peeled them off. The start of the deep crack of her ass cheeks was what I saw first. I drew in a deep breath. Up till now, I could still back out. If I continued to slip her panties off, I knew I would fuck her. I was so horny if she said no, I was gonna rape her anyway. "Carla! Are you sure? I think you know what could happen if I continue?" Carla turned her head and looked directly at me.
There was no mistaking the look on her face. "Uncle Carl! I think we both knew what would happen when we started. I know that I wanted it to happen and I think you did too." There was nothing else to say. My hands trembled as I pulled her panties off. I didn't look down at her as I poured more lotion on my hands. When I opened my eyes, Carla had raised her ass a few inches off the bed. It stuck up in the air so enticingly. I held my hands just above her cheeks. I could see them shake. When the palms of my hands touched her ass, it felt like electricity shot thru my arms. I started to rub and massage both her cheeks. As I worked the lotion deeper into her soft skin, Carla moaned and raised her ass even more. Each time her cheeks parted I caught a glimpse of her asshole. The brown puckered hole took my breath away. Then I started to smile. There was something in her story about her ass too.
