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Date: Thu, 04 Jun 2009 05:20:30 +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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