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Subject: Title story: "UNCLE BUD" Author: TABOO GIRL 46211835
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Date: Tue, 14 Jun 2005 01:17:23 +0000
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UNCLE BUD
When our attic fan started making a lot of unusual noise, my mother didn't call
a service repair man. She called my Uncle Bud. I was glad she did. Being around
Uncle Bud was a real thrill to me, since he seemed so masculine and always
seemed to know what to say at the right time.
He came over within minutes of my mother's call for help. He smelled fresh and
clean, his after shave permeating the air. He always seemed to smell that way, a
truly manly smell, I thought.
When he came over, I followed him up into the attic to watch him work on the
massive fan. It was stuck in one high window, toward the end of the house. It
circulated air across the attic and out the other window on the end. Uncle Bud
had to use a step stool to reach the fan.
"It needs oil, that's all," he said to me with his disarming smile. "I can take
care of it in just a few shakes."
"Shakes of what?" I asked.
"Shakes of whatever, you know, 'Shakes.'"
He moved his body back and forth, shaking it. I gave the necessary laugh. I
noticed that the bulge in the front of his shorts moved around quite a bit. I
realized that Uncle Bud wasn't wearing any underwear.
As the bulge in the front of his shorts moved back and forth, I could feel
myself beginning to get excited over watching it. He suddenly looked down at me
from his place on the short ladder.
He knew I had been staring at his crotch. There was a smile on his face, a sort
of half-smile. He reached down and pulled his shorts higher on his waist. The
movement accentuated his bulge, making it seem even larger, and I could see the
shape of his cock running down his leg. I could have sworn I could see the very
tip of it peek out of the hem as he turned one way and another.
He turned and thrust his hips forward, and sure enough, I could see the head of
his fat, uncircumcised dick poke out of his shorts. It was semi-hard, and I
could see the purple head of it poking out of the folds of his foreskin.
I could feel a tingling in my pussy as I sat there, watching him.
"Hand me that screwdriver," he said.
With pleasure! I got up and picked up the screwdriver at the base of the short
ladder, and I rose, handing him the screwdriver. My face was now exactly even
with the bulge in his shorts. The head of his cock was less than a foot from my
feasting eyes. It actually grew as I watched. I took a deep breath and exhaled.
I could see the downy hairs on his upper thigh move with the expulsion of air.
His eyes briefly closed, and I knew he was enjoying it.
His cock jerked, and I could see the head become more fully ...
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