After securing my boat from the Charleston trip, Lisa drove us up to the house with all our remaining supplies, luggage, laundry, and trash. The house was already lit up as Bonnie and Tiffany had preceded us. After dumping the trash, we carried everything inside. We decided to stow everything away and start the laundry immediately. Lisa sorted the loads, then prioritized them by necessity. She put her cum stained school uniform and dress in the dry clean pile, then emptied Salt’s linen in the washer.
Although Bonnie and Tiffany opened the house, they were nowhere to be found. Except for us, the house was quiet. I figured they were getting it on in Bonnie’s room, but it was empty when I peeked in. Checking the location of my SUV which Sarah drove, she was still at the address she had texted me. I drew a security circle five hours out from the house on the GPS app. If Sarah crosses it, my phone will alarm, giving us ample warning.
With today’s activities, showers were definitely a priority. The new norm will probably be us taking showers together, but we needed some personal time to clean up, shave, etc. Lisa showered in the main bathroom, I showered in the studio. The shower felt great! I strutted around the studio afterwards dressed only in a towel that wrapped around my waist. I was alone to myself for about 20 minutes, just doodling some building sketch ideas, when Lisa showed up in her bathrobe. I was sitting on a stool as Lisa sat on the edge of the table next to me, her robe slightly parted, confirming my suspicions of what was under it. Nothing.
Flipping through my pictures, she complimented me on my skills and was critical too. I pulled out my concept sketch of my latest building project and asked her what she thought. “Beautiful building, if you just wanted a building,” she was brutally honest. “Needs something that pops out at you.”
“My thought too,” I nodded. Placing a piece of plastic over my sketch, I proceed to draw. “This is what their CFO wants…blah!
Grabbing a couple markers, Lisa said “May I?”
Surprised, “Go for it.”
In about 25 minutes, Lisa reworked the exterior design concept by changing the façade, entry and parking lot. It was exactly what the building needed. “Like that? Can you fit their parameters in this?”
It affirmed another reason why I wanted to be with Lisa, besides the sex. We were compatible in many ways, especially in our interests in drafting and building design. “Definitely. I like it. Great work.”
Sitting back on to my lap, Lisa leaned back into me and ground down. “Now for my consultant fees.” Lisa turned around, facing me, and sat on the table before me, untying the sash. Her hands opened the robe as she spread her legs, inviting me in. I leaned forward and hugged her, kissing her passionately. My tongue darted her mouth just before it blazed a path to her breasts. Pushing Lisa back, she lay on the table after scooting back just a little, bending her knees as she placed her feet on the table. Without a word, I buried my face between her legs.
Fingering, tonguing and lapping, I feasted on Lisa as she moaned aloud. Oblivious to my surroundings, my towel edges unfolded as my knees were spread. I felt the presence of a head sliding between my legs, confirmed by a mouth engulfing the head of my cock. Bonnie or Tiffany? Curiosity got the best of me; I pulled my head back to check. Bonnie was working my cock. As her mouth slid forward, she winked at me as I returned to Lisa.
Lisa arched her back as my tongue probed deeper. Grabbing the back of my head, she pulled my head into her as she came. Pushing her wet pussy into my face. I could tell Lisa wasn’t full satisfied yet and would want more. Although I loved the number Bonnie was doing on my cock, I pulled her off. Putting a finger over her lips, she understood as I hushed her. Guiding Bonnie’s head, she replaced me between Lisa’s legs, dropping her kimono robe as she leaned towards the table.
Sliding down Bonnie’s body, I smiled as I reached her panties; Hello Kitty. I rubbed her pussy from behind, sliding the material to the side and dipping my fingers in. Finally, the panties were an obstruction. I slipped them off, spreading Bonnie’s legs wider as I slid my face under her. I commenced to work on her pussy that was already soaked.
Lisa’s body shuttered hard as she realized Bonnie had replaced me. I got up and walked over to the other side of the table. Lisa turned her head and I fed her my cock. It was a perfect view. Bonnie devoured her as Lisa sucked my cock.
As great as the view was, the comfort level was low. I told the girls, “Let’s go to my bed. Will Tiffany be joining us?” Bonnie nodded ‘no’. I followed behind as we headed for my king-size bed. Nice asses. Crawling on the bed, I laid Bonnie on the bottom and guided Lisa into a 69 with her. I told the girls I wanted to watch a while. The girls granted my wish and thoroughly enjoyed one another.
A while later, Lisa turned her head. Her face was soaked in Bonnie’s juices, “Fuck me hard,” Lisa commanded. I kneeled behind Lisa, grabbed her hips, and worked my cock into her. Bonnie licked and sucked my balls as I slow fucked Lisa. Her tongue slid along the length of my cock with each pump into Lisa. I think Bonnie realized the more Lisa was pleasured, the harder Lisa ate her pussy.
Soon, I was fully seated in Lisa, banging her pussy hard as her juices were lapped by Bonnie. Bonnie stroked my shaft with each slam. Lisa was wet as orgasm after orgasm flooded her body. On the verge of cumming, I buried my cock to the deep and fired off my load, filling Lisa. I pulled my cock all the way out, “Bonnie!” as a partial rope spattered her face before she could get her mouth on my cock. After one jab, I sunk my cock back deep into Lisa and finished my load.
As everyone’s bodies panted, I slowly pulled out of Lisa. She raised up and sat on her sister’s face. “Sissy, here comes a well-deserved treat,” as our intermingled cum oozed out of her pussy on to Bonnie’s now awaiting tongue. After Bonnie finished, both girls tended to my cum soaked member. Licking our juices clean, they ended up tonguing any leftovers from each other’s face. We all lay in bed, resting up. Recapping the past day’s events as we dimmed the lights and drifted off in no time.
About 2 am, I awoke in the best way possible. My cock was being sucked by Bonnie. In no time, I was hard as a rock. Whispering, “We have to keep it quiet; Lisa has school tomorrow.”
Bonnie released her suck, got out of bed, and grabbed my hand. “You still owe me a fucking,” pulling me into the studio. I grabbed a tube of KY out of the nightstand enroute. Bonnie dropped to her knees and sucked my cock until it was fully hard. Pulling her head off my cock, she grabbed the KY and lubed my cock. “I’m ready. Fuck me, Uncle John,” as she bent over the couch.
I grabbed the KY and lubed her crotch some too. “It’ll hurt some. If it does, let me know and we’ll slow it down.”
“Okay”, Bonnie kneeled on the couch, leaned her chest into the backrest, and spread her legs. “I’m ready. Fill me up with that cock.” I finger fucked Bonnie for a while; one, two, and then three fingers until she was soaking wet. I spread her as much as I could to acclimate her pussy to the mass that was about to penetrate her. I poised my cock and slowly stuffed it into her.
Inch by inch, Bonnie moaned and whimpered as I crammed my cock inside her. Slowly sliding in and out of her, she took half its length in no time. We stopped and held our progress until her body adapted. “OMG Uncle John, I can’t believe how tight it is. Your monster cock is huge,” she panted.
“Are you okay,” I asked. “We can rest for a bit.”
“No, no. Keep going. I’m okay. I want to feel all of your cock in me,” she said.
I slid back, adding more KY to my cock. On the next thrust forward, Bonnie pushed as I thrusted. My cock immediately slipped to the three quarters mark. Bonnie squealed, but still wanted to continue. Three more thrusts later, I was fully inside her tight pussy. We stopped all motion and just allowed her pussy to get accustomed to its invader. Elated that she was able to take all of me, her eyes teared as her vaginal walls were stretched to the max. I throbbed my cock inside her a few times and she giggled.
Those final squeals had woken Lisa but she didn’t join our fun. Instead, she walked to the other side of the couch and cheered Bonnie on. Lisa summed up our situation, “The hard part is over. Now start riding his cock and enjoy its pleasures. Now fuck him! Fuck Uncle John,” Lisa motivated.
Bonnie listened to Lisa and started riding my cock. Letting her initially control the speed, she pushed back hard on my cock. In no time, she had picked up pace significantly. “Oh, yeah. I feel that. Fuck me, fuck me hard,” she screamed.
“Do her lover, fuck her like you fuck me. Show her my pleasure,” Lisa egged me on.
I grabbed Bonnie’s hips and instead of just going with her thrusts, I started meeting them with resistance. Increasing our pace, I started to lightly plow her pussy. Bonnie was screaming in pleasure from multiple orgasms as she gyrated on my cock, “Harder, fuck me harder.”
I sped up and rammed her hard as I took her deep, banging her pussy as fast as I could. “Take it Bonnie, ride me baby. Ride me. Faster.” I pumped her faster until my balls churned up a huge load. “Ready, Bonnie, your reward is finally here. Milk every drop out of it.” With that, I pushed in hard and held my cock deep as I erupted inside her, spewing my seed in her depths.
Bonnie was overly excited and was cumming all over my cock. Her climax was the hardest and longest one she ever had; she slumped over and passed out. Falling into the couch, I landed on her. Within seconds, she regained consciousness. She was okay. Just well fucked. “Uncle John literally fucked your brains out,” Lisa joked. We laid there until Bonnie was ready to continue.
After laughing, I called Lisa over and told her to lay on the floor. “Bonnie, when I pull out, straddle your sister’s face so she can suck the fuck out of you.” I pulled out and Bonnie immediately lowered her cum filled clamshell over Lisa’s face, dripping thick globs my cum all over it. I walked around in front of Bonnie; she automatically sucked my cock clean.
Bonnie was the sincerest I’d ever heard, “Thank you, Uncle John.”
“Did I fulfill your expectations?” I asked. “Did you like me it when I shot a ‘load of baby batter’ inside you.”
“Oh, fuck yeah,” she exclaimed. “You filled everything.”
“Glad you liked it because deposits are not refundable,” we laughed as Lisa continued lapping Bonnie dry. Bonnie crawled off Lisa and they both kissed each other, swapping my cum.
I broke the up the session. “I’d like to stay and fuck you ladies all night, but you two have school and I have a video conference in the morning. To bed.” We all kissed each other and they joined me in bed, one niece and each side. A great way to cap off the weekend.
Early the next morning, the alarm went off. Bonnie kissed me on the cheek, “You’re the best, Uncle John. I love you,” slipping her little frame from the sheets. I watched as her naked ass sauntered up the stairs. Visions of fucking her ass filled my thoughts.
Lisa and I snuggled for a while until I had to break us, “Time to get ready for school.” We kissed. Throwing back the covers, I headed for the showers. Lisa followed me. We showered together, controlling our urges to fuck each other silly as we washed and caressed one another. After drying each other off, we held each other tight until I slapped her on the ass, “Get dressed, I’ll make you breakfast.”
Arriving back after her shower in a robe, Lisa ate the breakfast I had prepared. Wanting more than breakfast, I had to send her up to change. “Rough up your bed, then remake it. Your Mom is coming home today. It needs to look slept in.” She headed off.
Returning later, Lisa came to the dining room in her school uniform stating all tasks were complete. As I sat at the table, my cock twitched as memories of the boat flashed through my head. “Stunning as ever,” I said as she stood before me. My hand automatically slid around to her ass, sliding under the skirt; no panties. “My girl,” I responded, “but you do need panties for school.”
“In my purse. I just wanted to give you a morning snack. Or should I say some morning snatch?” Lisa raised the front flap of her skirt offering her ‘snatch’ to me.
“Just a taste,” as I quickly fingered and licked her a few times. “I’ll take full care of you after school,” dropping the flap. Opening her purse, I grabbed out her panties. Pulling my shorts open, I wiped thick swatch of pre-cum in the crotch of her panties. Understanding my intent when I leaned down, Lisa stepped into her panties and I slowly pulled them up until they were in place. Rubbing the wet spot into her crotch, “In case you get lonely.” I dropped her skirt flap back in place.
Bonnie walked in wearing a pink floral camisole and matching panties. “Good morning, everyone. Last night was awesome,” grabbing a glass of OJ. “Anyone else feel like they got fucked by a jackhammer?”
“I’ve been having that feeling a lot lately,” Lisa chuckled. “Apparently, no one has informed you about Rule #3,” looking at Bonnie’s panties.
“Rule #3?” Bonnie queried.
“I’ll explain Rule #3 when I return. Right now, I have to drop Lisa off at school. Grab your book bag, let’s go baby.” Lisa said her ‘goodbyes’ and we shuffled out the door, me putting on a shirt.
It wasn’t far to school; the girls usually walked or snagged a ride. Today seemed different than most others. For the first time, I drove my ‘girlfriend’ to school. Luckily, the side windows of my Corvette were tinted because Lisa decided she wanted to give me a hand job on the way to school. The view from the front would’ve looked normal to everyone as Lisa stayed on her side of the car. As I drove on school property to the drop off point, Lisa’s hand was inside my shorts jerking me off.
Unfortunately, the line of cars moved too quickly. Lisa pulled her hand as we hit the drop off point. “I’ll finish that later or better yet; Bonnie should be free. Have her finish it.” With that, she kissed me on the cheek, “Bye Uncle John.” I swung by the dry cleaners using their one-hour service; I dropped off Lisa’s dress and a school uniform from our trip.
Upon arrival home, Bonnie was still in the kitchen. I grabbed a cup of coffee and sat on a bar stool near the kitchen island. Walking over to me and spreading my knees apart, Bonnie slid in close to me. “Lisa sent me a text. Said I needed to give you a hand or whatever you needed. Also, explain Rule #3,” as she slipped a hand into my shorts.
“Rule #3. Whenever we’re together, you must not wear panties. I want ease of access to you girls at all times. Public events or any situation where you think you could be compromised by your mom or others is the exception. If you don’t agree, everything we’ve done never happened. If you agree…”
Before I could finish a sentence. Bonnie released her grip and turned 180-degrees. Grabbing the side of her panties, she slowly shimmied them down.
“Put your hands on the counter and hold that pose.” Pulling my phone from my shorts, I flipped her robe up on her back and took close ups of her pussy; one of the most perfect clamshells I’d ever seen. Putting the phone away, I knelt down and spread her until my tongue was able to penetrate her. I switched between fingering and tonguing as Bonnie’s wetness increased.
She moaned in pleasure as she reached an orgasm. “Fuck me again, Uncle John.”
There was no hesitation. I stood up, dropped my shorts and slid my cock into Bonnie, and slowly worked it in from behind. Her pussy kept my cock well lubricated as I shoved it into her. Bonnie was tight, but easier to penetrate than a few hours earlier. Pulling her hips towards me, I was fully inside her. “Ready for the jackhammer?” I joked as her body tensed in anticipation. Fast and hard, I fucked her pussy with all I had as she moaned and screamed for more.
Without warning, Bonnie scooted off my cock. She turned around and climbed on me, straddling my legs. Bonnie guided my cock back into her, grinding down on me with the weight of her body. “My turn, Uncle John. Drive that monster inside me.”
Using the lower rails of the stool, Bonnie used her legs to lift herself off, then slammed down on my cock. Grinding again once fully seated, she lifted up again and used gravity as a dead fall on my cock again, again, and again. I thought we’d break the stool. Bonnie had multiple orgasms as I let her control the show. “Fuck yeah. Take it all Bonnie. Pound that pussy on my cock.”
She bucked harder and harder until she slammed one more time and her eyes slightly rolled backed. Bonnie’s body convulsed as the most powerful orgasm she ever had passed through her body. “Oh God, oh God,” was all she could manage. My cock twitched with excitement as it exploded inside her walls. Pulsing with each rope, I filled her canal with my cum as we wrapped our arms tightly around each other. We held one another until our body tremors and panting subsided.
Neither wanted to move as we sat there soaked. It felt so naughty, warm, and juicy. I loved it. My cock was still semi-hard inside her; wanting to cherish the moment.
“Oh my, we are a mess. Whoa! Damn. You pound Lisa like that?” Bonnie asked.
“Every chance I get,” I replied. “Soon as we start to separate, the flood gates will open. You know what we need?”
Pulling a phone out of her robe pocket, “Hey Tiff, what you doing?” My thought exactly. We needed a sex scene clean up. “Have you had breakfast yet? Slip over here now. Hurry! You’re going to enjoy this.”
Within minutes, Tiffany entered the kitchen to witness Bonnie still impaled on my cock. All Tiffany could muster up was “Damn! You fucked her… and she took the whole thing?” Bonnie smiled devilishly and nodded.
“Good morning, Tiffany. This is going to be messy and we figured you’d want a piece of this action.” She nodded. “Strip off your blouse and skirt.” Tiffany followed my instructions to the letter and stood there just in her panties and socks. Bonnie briefed Tiffany on Rule #3. Instantly, she removed her panties and was down to her socks. “Get close.”
Bonnie took over, “When I crawl off his cock, you need to immediately suck my pussy dry. Clean your plate and we’ll play later.”
Tiffany dropped to her knees beside us. “Ready.”
Bonnie lifted herself off me and stood on the floor directly over Tiffany’s face, dripping a large mass of our intermingled cum. She skillfully worked her tongue in Bonnie’s pussy and began to swallow our juices.
Meanwhile, Bonnie tended to my cock, licking it clean as her other hand pulled the back of Tiffany’s head into her pussy. “Eat me baby, suck the fuck out of me.” By the time Tiffany finished, minimal cleanup was needed.
“Take it upstairs if you’re going to continue, I have a video conference in an hour. You got until 10, then class.” I passionately kissed Bonnie, “Until next time…”
Smiling ear to ear, “I can’t wait. Thank you, Uncle John,” Bonnie giggled.
Tiffany strutted her hard body up to me, “Thanks for the invite, Uncle John.” Leaning forward, she kissed me than whispered “Someday day I’m going to be on the receiving end of that big cock.” Giving my cock a squeeze, “Mark my words,” turning as she disappeared with Bonnie.
It took every fiber in my body to keep from snagging her arm, pulling her back, and fucking her right then and there.
I texted Lisa, ‘Bonnie helped me out. She is awesome. Got in an extra load with her help. Tiffany helping with clean up. Teamwork!’
At school, Lisa’s phone vibrated as she received message. A big smile came over her face at the cryptic text. She fully understood it.
At home, I finished cleaning up the house and aired it out with an assist from the light coastal breeze. Checking my GPS, Sarah was still at the same location. ‘Everything okay?’ I texted her.
‘Marvelous, I’ll be home tonight’, she replied in text. She used our code word, marvelous, to let me know everything was okay.
I checked the rest of the house. Lisa’s bed was made sloppily; normal. There was nothing out of the ordinary. Peeping quietly in Bonnie’s room, I was privy to a wild sight. Bonnie was wearing a strap on and fucking Tiffany from behind. Pulling my camera out of my pocket, I took a one-minute video before I retreated, unnoticed.
Everything was in place as I sat for the video conference. I pitched my building conception sketch to our client. Like me, I could tell they wanted more. “But since I felt this building didn’t pop out at you either, these are the recommended changes.” I placed the overlay on the sketch. The clients were ecstatic at the proposed changes. We discussed the building plans.
As I wrapped up the presentation, “You have a great eye, John,” our client praised. “Awesome job.”
“Actually, the changes and overlays were created by my niece after I asked her what she thought,” I informed them.
“What college did she go for Architecture Design?” the client asked.
“Maybe we should think about scooping her up,” replied my senior partner, Russ. “She’s got talent.”
“She attends Coastal Catholic…” I was interrupted by my boss.
“Never heard of it,” my senior said in a questioning tone.
“Well sir that’s because it’s a local Catholic High School. She’s my protégé and graduates in a few weeks. I’ve been working with her. She has a keen eye and plans on following in my footsteps.”
“She has our vote,” said the client. “Send us some information on where she plans to attend. We’ll send some grant money to compensate her for her idea. Thanks John. See you in a couple weeks,” they dropped out of the video conference.
“Congratulations, John. You sold them. “Where is…what is her name, going to college,” Russ inquired.
“Lisa, her name is Lisa. She plans on going to UNC, then MIT. Following in my footsteps. I’m molding her, like clay. If everything goes well, she’ll be my partner down here.”
Russ confidently said, “I trust your judgment, John. Send me information too. I’m sure we can relieve a substantial burden of cost since she just helped land the biggest account this year. In fact, we’ll pick up the whole damn tab. I took a chance with you and it panned out well beyond expectations. I love seeing fresh ideas from our next generation of designers. I’ll take another chance with Lisa.”
“Thank you, sir! She’ll be happy to hear that, Russ.”
“Again, great job. I’m out, enjoy your day. Tell that young lady congratulations for me,” as he ended the video conference. I just sat back dumbfounded looking at a blank screen. Minutes later, I was jumping on the couch. “Frickin A,” I screamed and jumped around the room.
I was very loud to the point that Bonnie and Tiffany entered the studio, naked, thinking I was injured or something worse. “Sorry Ladies, something awesome just happened. I’ll explain later.” Looking at their lack of attire, “But it is good to know that if I had been a serious accident, you two would be dressed to fuck me to death.” The girls giggled.
“Okay, I really hate saying this, but get dressed for class, Ladies. Let’s go. You are not skipping class today.” They headed back Bonnie’s room and got dressed. Within 15 minutes, they were on their way to class. I did a once over of Bonnie’s room, everything was straight. Just had to air out the aroma of two steaming pussies.
Deciding to take the rest of the day off, I spent the remainder of the morning straightening up the boat, the house, and then relaxed. I texted Lisa, ‘Picking you up after school’ as I did a few errands and also picked up her school uniform from the dry cleaners.
Waiting in the ‘pick up’ area at school, I recognized a few moms and some girls from Cheer as they walked by and waved. It was just a short wait before Lisa appeared. As she entered the car, “I knew you couldn’t resist. Take me home and fuck me, Uncle John.” Leaning on the passenger side door as I drove, Lisa slipped her shoes off, putting one leg on the dash and the other on my lap as she raised her skirt. Grabbing the little triangle patch of panty, she pulled on both sides and wedgied it between her labia. I had an awesome view.
“Actually, I’m putting you to work. Salt needs fuel and a few other things done. But since you decided to go ‘naughty schoolgirl’ on me, grab my phone and take some selfies.” Lisa clicked away as she dipped in a finger, then two. My right hand even rubbed her crotch through the thin material until we pulled into the drive.
Unfortunately, the Corvette was not built for sex. Soon as we exited the car and the garage door closed, we were all over each other; hugging, kissing and feeling each other up. I dropped to my knees and pulled her panties down; burying may face in her crotch. Leaning back on the work bench, Lisa put one leg over my shoulder as she grabbed the back of my head, grinding her pussy into my face. “Tongue me, Lover. I’m so wet. Eat me,” she cooed.
I did as she commanded, lapping all the love juices from her orgasms. I could have stayed between those thighs all day, but we had things to do. Slowing our rhythm down, I controlled us to a mutual cessation. I stood up and hugged her, “Change your clothes, we’re taking the boat out.”
Normally Lisa would be doing her homework, but with two weeks left until she graduates, the homework lessened. In no time, Lisa was sporting a thong bikini and we were casting lines off, heading out to the local fueling station.
No sooner was the boat in gear and heading down the Intercoastal Waterway (ICW), Lisa was kneeling between my legs. In the course of a few days, her deepthroat technique had improved tenfold. Lisa worked my cock, engulfing it like it was second nature. She had learned more of its sensitivities and capitalized on them.
Craving my seed, she worked my cock until I blasted a load down her throat. She gulped me down quickly and kept up with the flow, dribbling a little bit from the corners of her mouth. She sucked until every drop I could dispense was thoroughly consumed. Sliding her mouth off my cock, Lisa cleaned my cock and put it away, moving to sit next to me. Using an index finger, she swiped the cum from corners of her mouth and sucked her finger clean. “Mmm… finger lickin’ good,” she quoted.
Arriving at the local Marina fuel station, I backed Salt in and we offloaded so they could fuel it. The fuel point sat behind local souvenir shops and some food vendors. Walking around, we did some window shopping as we waited. Entering a few stores, we’d split up and looked around. As always, Lisa attracted the vacationing boys who are looking for a summer hook up with a local girl. She teased two boys while trying to make me jealous from a far. She liked playing up to the underdog. Instead of focusing on the handsome young man, she paid more attention to his average friend, Joel.
In a more remote area of the store, I overheard her say “Hand me your phone, Joel from Iowa.” He did. She stood next to Joel and took a selfie with him. The other boy walked away dejected.
“You want to peek inside my bikini bottoms, Joel from Iowa? He nodded. “Kneel on the floor, no touching.” He did as she positioned him next to her hip. Lisa pulled the waistband of her bikini bottoms forward and took another selfie, capturing Joel’s face and eyes as he was peering over the edge at her pussy. “Okay, last pic, but you have to stand up and shield me a bit while I do it.” As he did, Lisa dipped her bottoms down a bit more and took a close up of her pussy. “Give me your hand Joel.” As he did, she covered his hand with hers and guided it inside her bottoms. Resting over her pussy, she pushed his index finger inside her. “Finger bang me, Joel.” Lisa allowed Joel about five thrusts before pulling his hand out, releasing the band on her bottoms which closed.
Before handing the phone back Lisa said, “Now Joel from Iowa, when you get back to your rental today, I want you to browse our pictures, sniff your finger, and jerk a load off for me.” Flipping back to the selfie and zooming on just her face, “When you cum, I want you to cum all over my face. I love facials.” Joel was trying to hide his erection and wet spot as she kissed Joel on the cheek. Lisa turned and walked out of the shop. Joel was in heaven.
Lisa walked to an ice cream shop and bought herself a large cone. She met me at the waiting area near the refill point. “I think Joel probably only made it to the store bathroom for his wank, doubt if he made it to their rental without creaming himself,” I said.
“I guarantee this is the trip of his life, so far. Joel is going to be ‘the man’ back home in small town Iowa when he shows my pics around. I’m sure I will be the center attraction of his spank bank for a while,” Lisa stated.
“To be honest, you’ve been the center attraction of my ‘spank bank’ for a while now too.” Lisa smiled as she suggestively swirled the top of the cone like a penis. “Yep, he’ll be a legend,” I replied. “You’re so naughty.”
Lisa stopped, did a quick look around, then slowly deepthroated her ice cream cone. Pulling her mouth off, she licked the ice cream off her lips. “All day, every day if I could.”
I received a call, refueling was complete. We headed down to the boat. Just as we casted off, my phone alarmed. My GPS on my SUV that Sarah driving was on the move and just crossed the five hours mark.
Without any play, we headed back to the dock and tied down Salt. At the dock, we also have a patio area with a cabana, chairs, and a grill area. “Your mom is about four and a half out. Let’s just stay down here. The view is awesome, the weather is perfect, and the cabana is easier to clean and air out.” I smiled. Pulling Lisa inside the cabana, we dropped the mesh privacy curtains.
Frantically pulling each other’s clothes off, we stood naked. Hugging and caressing, we explored each other’s body as we kissed. Lisa laid back on chaise, spreading her legs as she begged me to ‘eat her out’. I moved my head between her thighs and obliged her. Tonguing her labia before slipping my fingers inside her, I licked and sucked her clit until she was screaming for me to fuck her. I moved higher on her as Lisa’s hands guided my cock into her. Her pussy’s ability to adapt over the last days made my quest easier as I descended faster into her loins.
“Oh, that feels good. Drive it deeper, Uncle John,” Lisa coaxed me. “Slide all that cock into me. Fuck it like you own it, because you do. You own this pussy. It’s all yours.”
Lisa moaned hard after I bucked my hips, sending my cock to the hilt. Holding it there for a few seconds, then pulling back. I sped up the pace and started pounding her pussy as she begged for it. I partially covered her mouth to muffle the screams as she came. Orgasm after orgasm, her cum lubed my cock as I pummeled her.
I quickly flipped her over. Diving my face into her wetness, I lapped her juices. Grabbing her hips, without pulling Lisa into me, she shoved herself deep on my cock. Throwing my hips into her faster and faster, “That’s it, fill me with your cock. Harder baby. Jab that monster into me,” she continued to egg me on. With a loud grunt, I pushed forward as my cock swelled and fired its load inside Lisa. She rode me through its spasm as jets of cum coated her innards. Panting heavily, we collapsed into a sweaty heap as our orgasms subsided, both our bodies shivered because of the adrenalin rush. We just laid there, me still inside her until the hardness of my cock subsided.
After I pulled out of Lisa and stood up, she adjusted the back of the chaise to a 45-degree angle and laid on her back. “I want you to fuck me every day. I want to do this every day after you fuck me,” Lisa swiping the cum oozing from her pussy and swallowing it. “I love you so much, Uncle John.”
“I love you too, baby,” I replied.
We hung out at the cabana for a few more hours, making love one more time. Finally, we cleaned up everything, rinsed the chaise off, and put everything back to normal. We dressed; the crotch of Lisa’s bikini was soaked as my seed trickled from her. Grabbing everything that may have cum on it, we headed up the hill.
Arriving at the house, we undressed in the laundry room and tossed everything in the washer. With a little harmless fondling, we showered together and washed each other’s body. After getting dressed, we just hung out like usual, minus the sex, until Sarah arrived home.
By then, Bonnie and Tiffany had also returned from college. I ordered pizza for dinner and everyone chatted about how great their weekend was. When the pizza arrived, I pulled out five champagne glasses and a chilled bottle of 1966 Dom Perignon Rose Special.
“Holy shit,” Sarah said. “That’s a $5500 a bottle, what’s the occasion.”
Popping the cork, I poured each a glass. I explained what happened in my meeting, Lisa’s concept sketch helped close the deal, and her full ride scholarship.
“OMG, how awesome. I can’t believe it,” Lisa expressed herself as everyone hugged her.
“A toast, to Lisa’s full ride scholarship,” everyone clicked the glasses, “Cheers!”
Sarah was ecstatic. She pulled me off to the side and hugged me. “Thank you, John.”
“I thought about this quite a bit. With the money we save on Lisa, let’s put the money we allocated for Lisa towards Bonnie’s college and they both could attend UNC in the fall,” I asked.
Sarah answered, “Sounds perfect.”
“I know so many people up there. I’ll find a nice rental house. They can live off-campus together. With an extra room, so Mama can visit. It’s only three hours away. Deal?”
Sarah was crying with joy, “Deal.”
“Now go back there and tell the girls the plan,” I said.
Sarah told the girls the new plan as I topped off everyone’s glass. Although Tiffany was happy for the girls, she seemed a little sad.
“Oh, let me add something. I’ll get a house with at least one more room for our extended family member, Tiffany, if she decides to go UNC too,” I stated. The girls were elated.
Tiffany was so happy, she cried too. As she hugged me, tears flowed down her face as she whispered in my ear low enough for only me to hear, “Thank you, Uncle John. I going to fuck you so hard… and soon. I promise.”
“I’m looking forward to pounding your pussy too. Maybe even tapping that ass,” I whispered back as we hugged, one hand copping a feel of her ass. For appearances, “You’re welcome,” I said aloud as we broke our hug.
Life was great!!