Hank Borden: A Wild Family Party

"What a pity," Laura said. "You don't know what you're going to miss."

Sipping the wine, Kim left the librarian and crossed the living-room floor. But she couldn't pass the refreshment table without stopping to sample the hors d'oeuvres.

It was while she was reaching for a slice of cheese that someone's cock-bulge dug into her ass. The sudden impact nearly sent her flying across the table, but she pressed back into him and righted herself just in time. Then, red-faced, she turned around to see who in the hell was being so fresh-not that she minded any, but she was curious.

Uncle Jack!

"Excuse me, I didn't mean to startle you. I was just trying to squeeze by your-"

"My ass." Kim hoped her voice didn't give her away.

"Er, yes, that's right," he said, smiling. "And it is a nice one."

"So I've been told," Kim said, flirting. She was glad to see that Uncle Jack didn't recognize her. He looked good in his jacket and tie. And in his tight pants. But then, Uncle Jack had always looked good to her.

She had fond memories of her uncle. When she was little, she developed an intense crush on him, a crush that had her following him around the house whenever he visited. She would steal kisses and climb into his lap whenever possible. But mostly she just wanted to gaze upon him.

Later, her interest turned more towards his lap. She'd wait until he was alone; then she'd climb right up, lean back into him, and begin wriggling her ass. She could still remember how wonderful his cockbulge felt against her ass-cheeks, and how great his hands felt beneath her dress. Looking back, though, she felt he should have discouraged her from being so naughty.

Rather, he only encouraged her the more. By the time her titties had blossomed, Uncle Jack was constantly coming over to the house, bringing her gifts, about which she had to promise not to tell anyone. Usually he'd arrive moments after she had gotten home from school, while her parents were still at work. Since her older brother and sister were away at college, her uncle only had to send Teddy to the store for some ice-cream in order to be alone with her. And he did just that on many occasions.

And when he was finally alone with her, he'd take her up to her bedroom and present her with her gift, which was usually a pair of tiny panties or a flimsy bra designed for an adult. Then he'd sit on the bed and watch while she tried on the garment in front of him. Often, he would assist her, allowing his fingers to constantly brush against her bare flesh.

She found his gifts and his attention extremely stimulating. They made her feel grownup, mature. She believed her uncle thought of her as an adult; otherwise, he wouldn't have brought her such gifts. She was very happy, at the time, that her uncle thought so much of her.

The gifts continued for many weeks, so did the touching and feeling.

Then Uncle Jack's new job took him to another city and left her with only fond memories. But now, a year later, he was back in town for the holidays, and her love for him was the same.

Because the house had been astir the last couple of days with holiday visitors, Kim had not had a chance to be alone with her uncle. Their reunion had consisted only of a mild hug. But he had winked at her to show that he still remembered the good times they had, and that had been enough for her.

But was that enough now?

"My name is Jack, Jack Thomas. What's yours?" He flashed pearly white teeth, and Kim struggled not to blush.

She also struggled to think of a name. "Er, ah, Becky. Yes, my name's Becky."

He really doesn't recognize me! That thought gave her mixed feelings, for in reality Uncle Jack wasn't coming on to Kim but to a strange girl. Kim wondered if she should be jealous, angry even-or should she be thankful to have her uncle any way she could get him.

She also thought of revealing her real identity to him; but she nixed that idea when she realized that he might not be interested in screwing around with his own niece in such crowded quarters where, as her brother had pointed out, the chances of getting caught were so great.

In fact, Kim herself wasn't so hot about getting caught fucking her uncle. No, better to remain unknown to everyone, she decided. That way, even if she did get caught doing something naughty, no one would give a damn, this being such a wild party, after all.

"Well, Becky, you seem bored. I know I am. Why don't the two of us go back to my motel room and see if we can find something exciting to do?"

"I'm sorry, but I really don't want to leave the party," Kim told him.

Then, with a sexy smile, she said, "But there must be some empty rooms upstairs. Shall we go look?"

"Good enough. You're my kind of girl, Becky. You don't play games with a guy. You know just what you want."

"I sure do."

Kim let her uncle guide her upstairs to an empty guest room. Though confident in her disguise, she still looked about nervously as she walked, hoping not to run into her parents.

When they had closed the door behind them, Kim breathed a sigh of relief. She couldn't believe her good fortune. She had not only gotten herself a man, but the one man whom she truly loved. And there was no one around to interfere.

"You're young and beautiful, just the way I like them," he said as he began to shed his clothes. "I can't wait to get inside those panties."

He was staring right through her dress. His intense gaze was like fire on her flesh.

Kim stood still as a statue, while her uncle gradually showed her more and more of his hard body. He had never before exposed himself to her, but she was glad that he was now doing so. She looked on in awe, now conscious of a slight trembling in her limbs.

"Aren't you going to join me?" he asked when he was down to his shorts and socks. "It takes two to tango, baby."

Kim nodded. She had thought she'd be much braver, but her inexperience was beginning to show, and she wasn't sure if she could go through with fucking her uncle. She reached up with trembling fingers and fumbled with the zipper of her dress.

"What's the matter, Kim, are you getting cold feet?" He stepped up to her, his cock bulging in his shorts.

"Why, no, I-" She lifted her head, her eyes widened, her hand went to her mouth. "Uncle Jack! You know?"

"I knew who you were when I first laid eyes on you. You may have fooled the others, but did you really think you could fool your Uncle Jack, little girl?"

"I-I didn't want to fool you. But I was afraid you'd turn me down if you knew who I was."

"Turn down the one girl I've been aching to fuck for the last twelve months! Nonsense! I just haven't had a chance to be alone with you, that's all. But now, here we are."

"And I'm so glad, Uncle Jack. I've grown a lot in the past year. My tits are bigger, and my pussy is hairier. We don't have to just touch and feel, anymore, I'm old enough to fuck now."

"Yes, I see you are. And I'm just the man to fuck you. I hope you're still a virgin."

"Oh, I am. I am. And I want you to be the first, Uncle. I've been dreaming of this moment for a long time, and now it's actually happening. I can't wait to get started."

"Then stop trembling and get outa that fucking dress." His hard-on bulging, he smiled down at her, waiting.

Kim blushed as she excitedly unzipped her dress and let it fall to her ankles. Then she slipped off her heels, stepped out of her crumpled dress, and removed her panties. Her stockings stayed on.

"Well, Uncle, how do you like my body?" She lifted her tits and slapped her ass as she showed off her young curves.

"Real nice, little girl. Now, take a look at something you've never seen before." He stripped off his shorts then cupped his own balls so she could see his prick at full erection.

"Wow!" she said. The prick put her brother's prick to shame. Her eyes widened as she beheld the big fucker. She stared long and hard, as if unable to take her eyes off his cock.