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Subject: Title story: "UNCLE PATRICK'S RV" Author: Incest Girl 59726398
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Date: Thu, 17 Nov 2005 11:07:26 +0000
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UNCLE PATRICK'S RV My Uncle Patrick spent a lot of time in his recreational
vehicle. He didn't work for a living. He had won quite a large sum of money on a
state lottery ticket, and just seemed to invest his money, buy an RV, and take
off to see the country. He liked to keep his RV parked in our yard while he
wasn't off traveling around the country. He used our bathroom to take a shower,
and he usually ate with us. There was a spare bedroom for him if it got too cold
to sleep in the RV, but during the summer, he never used it. He preferred
sleeping out in his little rolling house, for some reason. I liked to sit with
him out in his RV and play cards late into the night, and one night, not wanting
to wake my folks by going in house and banging around, I opted to sleep in the
RV, too. There was only the one big bed, and I wondered what kind of
arrangements Uncle Pat would make. There were no arrangements. There was just
the one big bed. "Maybe I should go in the house, anyway," I told him. "Nah,
it's OK, you know, we can share the bed." I must admit that the thought
frightened me and excited me at the same time. "Share the bed?" I asked with a
smile. "I don't think I could stand that," I added. "Huh? What do you mean? Am I
that ugly?" "No, not at all. I'd probably just rape you in the middle of the
night," I said laughing. He looked at me, a very serious expression on his face.
Then, he smiled. "Hell, you don't have to wait till the middle of the night. You
can do it while I'm awake, so we can both enjoy it." I didn't know what to say.
I looked at his crotch, at the bulge of goodies hidden there behind his shorts.
I could see movement, and I knew that the way we were talking was giving him a
hardon. I liked the idea, myself. I really liked my Uncle Pat, and he had always
kind of turned me on. To hear him talk that way made me wet, just about right
away. I was horny as hell, staring at the growing bulge behind his shorts. I
didn't know what else to do. He just stood there, looking at me. I decided what
the hell, I wanted to see what that bulge was. I walked over and got on my knees
in front of him, hooked my fingers into the band holding his shorts, and jerked
them down to his ankles in one quick motion. His cock shot up and stuck straight
in the air. It throbbed and danced right in front of my eyes. His balls hung
heavy and low beneath it, speckled with dark black hairs. "What a cock," I said.
"It's lovely, Uncle Pat." "I hardly ever thought of it as lovely, but I like
it," he said with a laugh. I reached up and touched the bright red head of it.
It was sticky with fluid oozing out of the slit going down the middle of the
head. I leaned forward and touched the head of his cock to my lips, savoring the
manly smell of his cock and balls. I reached out and pulled it toward me, and
the feel of the skin of his cock was warm and smooth. I loved it. I opened my
mouth and took it in, sucking on it as I swirled my tongue around the head of
it. When it reached the back of my throat, I nearly gagged, and pulled it back
out. I cupped his balls in my hand, lifting them, feeling the heavy orbs inside.
The skin was flecked with dark hairs, curly and wiry, and I loved the feel of
the hairs in my hand. I ran my tongue down to his balls as he moaned, and then
ran my tongue back up to the head of his cock. I took his cock deep inside my
mouth again, sucking on it. His legs began to shake and move, and his hips
started gyrating. "Oh, my God, Eva, I'm gonna cum!" he said. He did. His cock
jerked inside my mouth, and I could feel it shoot hot, salty cum into my mouth.
It jerked again and again, and I loved the salty, tangy taste of the hot slimy
liquid. I had never experience anything like that in my life. I swallowed and
swallowed, every last drop of the manly fluid, and then I leaned back and
relaxed. His eyes narrowed, his cock still throbbing. "Fuck me," I said. I
pulled my T-shirt up and spread my legs, showing him my wet cunt. His eyes
widened, and right there on the carpeted floor of his RV, he lay on top of me,
lifting my T-shirt all the way up. I could feel his lips on my nipples, sucking
and swirling around, sending thrills of pleasure through me. His cock was
pressing against my cunt, and reached down and took the hard dick and guided it
into my wet pussy hole. He grunted as he entered me, all the way, and I could
feel his balls pressing against my asshole. He began to thrust in and out as he
sucked my tits, and soon, I could feel my body begin to jerk and spasm. I
shouted "Uncle Pat!" and I came, my body shuddering with delight as wave after
wave of orgasms shook me. Then I felt his cock jerk deep inside my cunt, and he
slammed it into me faster and faster as he shot a deep load of hot cum into my
waiting pussy. He kept thrusting, and I came again as he slowed down and slammed
himself deep inside me with one final shot of cum shooting out of his cock. His
balls were pressed tightly against my asshole, and we lay there in that embrace
for a few minutes. Then he rolled off me a lay beside me on the floor. "I gotta
get a sign," he said. "Huh?" "A sign, and put it on the RV." "What kind of
sign?" I asked. "You know, the one that says, 'If you see this van rockin',
don't come knockin'!" --- Eva P., Hoboken, NJ
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