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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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