Cara saw him before he saw her. Striding along confidently, dark blue ball cap, grey t-shirt, faded blue jeans, a backpack over one shoulder, and a scarred leather duffle bag in one hand, Uncle Johnny didn't even know to look for her as he walked down the airport exit hallway. People around them were busy reuniting with loved ones, and Cara could hardly wait to be swept up in his loving arms again. Two weeks away from each other was way too long! Her daddy was standing next to her, and she grabbed onto his arm in excitement.
"Look! Daddy! There he is!" she squealed, jumping up and down.
Her daddy smiled down at her in appreciation of both her joy and the way her huge braless breasts bounced in her butter-yellow, spaghetti-strap, summer dress. It reminded him of babydoll lingerie, as the dress had teeny, tiny little straps barely holding up the demi-cup bodice that pushed his baby girl's full breasts up and out, exposed almost to her areolas. A little white ribbon tied in a bow right below her breasts. A gauzy layer of pale yellow pulled back over the flowing darker yellow skirt like butterfly wings, with the hemline ending about three inches below her delectable butt cheeks. She had paired the dress with white leather and straw wedge sandals that tied around her delicate ankles, making her toned calves pop, her long legs seem to stretch on longer, and pushed her tight ass out so that even though the skirt was loose, it curved around her ass, almost caressing it each time a breeze fluttered it. She had pulled her blonde hair back in a high ponytail with a white bow in it. The outfit should have made her look like an innocent little girl rather than a nubile 18-year-old, but with her 34E breasts and impossible-to-hide ass, she was clearly all woman. A fact her father enjoyed regularly. The shoes she had on today gave her a few extra inches, making her about 5'7": the perfect height for snuggling up next to her 6'2" daddy.
Bill put his arm around his daughter's waist and hugged her to his side, loving the feel of her curves pressed against him, her breasts against his chest as she turned to look up at him. He gazed down into her eyes and past them, down the front of her dress into her astounding cleavage.
"I know, princess," he told her, kissing her forehead, "and I can't wait to see the greeting you're going to give him."
Cara shivered a little in anticipation and grinned up at her daddy. "Me too!"
She looked back at the exit and saw her uncle just stepping through the doors.
"Uncle Johnny!" she called, waving to him. "Uncle Johnny! Surprise!"
The grin that spread over her uncle's face warmed her right down to her toes, as he changed direction and swerved around and through people to get to them. Dropping his duffle and backpack on the ground, he opened his arms and Cara happily jumped into them, legs around his waist, arms around his neck. Johnny's hands went immediately to Cara's ass, mostly bare in a pair of lacy, French cut panties.
"Mmm, pun'kin, I missed you so much!" Uncle Johnny said, squeezing Cara's ass while she rained kisses over his face.
"OMG, I missed you so much too!" she told him, loving the feeling of being in her uncle's strong arms once again.
"Didn't miss me at all, little brother?" Bill joked, moving closer to them in an attempt to block them from all the eyes watching the touchy-feely reunion.
Johnny winked at Bill. "Sorry bro, but Cara's got a few...attributes," he said, squeezing her ass again, "you just can't compare to."
"Uncle Johnny!" Cara said, playfully slapping his shoulder, while pulling back to look down at his smiling, tanned face.
"You've gotten darker since you were gone," Cara said, then leaned closer to whisper in his ear, "I can't wait to see if your tan covers the rest of you."
Uncle Johnny groaned, and Cara knew he was turned on already.
"Come on, you two," Bill said, picking up the duffle bag and backpack on the ground. "You can continue the reunion in a more private place. Let's get going."
Cara slid down Uncle Johnny's body, enjoying the bulge in his pants she felt briefly pressing against her abdomen, before moving away and grabbing his right hand with her left. Bill passed Johnny his backpack, and Cara grabbed her daddy's left hand with her right. Swinging hands with her two favorite men, she led them through the airport and out to where she and her daddy had parked the Jeep. After throwing the two bags in the trunk, Bill climbed into the driver's seat while Johnny and Cara got into the back. The moment the doors with tinted windows were closed, Johnny pulled Cara onto his lap.
"God, baby, I need to kiss you so bad right now," he said, moving her so she straddled his lap, her damp pussy already rocking against the hard outline of his cock beneath his button fly.
"Oh yes, please, Uncle Johnny!" Cara cried, her hands on his shoulders, steadying herself. "I missed you so much!"
She moved her hands up to his cheeks and brought her lips to his as he groped her ass while hauling her closer to him. Their lips met in a frenzy, teeth clashing, tongues tangling, laughing and moans and sighs mingling while they shared their first series of kisses in two long weeks. Tilting her head so he could have better access, Cara reveled in the feel of her Uncle Johnny's lips on her jaw, trailing down her neck and over her shoulder. His thick fingers pulled the straps of her dress down on either side and had her breasts spilling out into his hands.
"Damn, pun'kin, I missed you and these tits of yours so much when I was gone," Uncle Johnny said before swooping down to claim a nipple.
Cara cried out, her head thrown back, her hands clutching his head, holding it to her breast while he suckled and nibbled on her right nipple.
"Yes, Uncle Johnny, God yes!" she cried as he moved to the other nipple, his hands groping her breasts, squeezing them together so he could get both nipples into his mouth at one time.
Bill watched both the road in front of him and the rearview mirror as his baby girl got mauled by his brother in the back seat. Throwing money at the toll to get out of the airport, Bill eased onto the highway, put the Jeep on cruise control in the middle lane, and kept one eye on the action in the back seat, shifting uncomfortably in the driver's seat as his own dick grew thick and long beneath his own jeans.
"I love watching you two together," he said to the couple in the backseat. Cara had pulled off Johnny's shirt at this point, enjoying the look of his hard, tan chest, and Johnny had the skirt of her dress firmly lifted, his hands squeezing her ass cheeks, while Cara had cupped her own breasts, wet from Johnny's mouth, and was rubbing her hard nipples all over his bare chest. "Glad you're home, man."
"It's good to be home, bro," Johnny said, giving Cara another deep, long kiss. "The texts and pictures you guys were sending me were driving me crazy in Miami."
"Even with all those girls in string bikinis on the beaches?" Cara asked, pulling away from him just enough to sneak her hands between their bodies and start to work on unbuckling his belt.
