Lori borrows her mother's dress to tease her Uncle with because she knows
when her mother wears it she gets royally fucked.  The teasing goes further
than either one thought it would and she ends up like her mother

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   Uncle Bob's Tractor

   By Beating Off Bob (beatingoffbob@yahoo.com)

   Lori had always teased her Uncle Bob mercilessly.  She'd flirted with
him endlessly too, ever since she was about ten.  He made it easy for her,
of course, because he always gave her hugs and kisses and treats and
presents.  He always told her she was his very favorite niece.

   When Lori began having boyfriends, Uncle Bob usually looked them up and
down and pushed out his chest and made vague statements about how he won
the Golden Gloves when he was younger, and he mentioned that he was an
ex-marine.  Then, he almost always played with a huge survival knife he
wore on his belt, or cleaned one of his many pistols or rifles.  It was
coded man-talk for "Mess with my niece and you mess with me ...  and you
DON'T want to do that." What she thought was hilarious was that her
boyfriends always tried to bluff him.  Then he'd offer to let them beat him
at arm wrestling and he'd just CRUSH them.  He always did.  And they always
acted like perfect gentlemen after that.  At least when they were around
him.

   The fact was that she never really had a boyfriend long enough for them
to get much past passionate kisses and a little groping in the dark.  Then
she was off to another one, or just did without men for a while, depending
on what had snatched her attention.

   She put up with it though, mostly because he might as well have been her
father.  Her own dad had gotten drunk one night when she was about three
and had managed to kill himself by running into a tree at about ninety
miles an hour.

   The family had a lot of get togethers at Uncle Bob's farm.  He had a
huge house that he'd inherited from his father.  He'd gotten a girl
pregnant in high school and then married her, but that hadn't worked out.
His wife had run off with the guy who pumped gas at the local gas station.
Quite a few people thought there were drugs involved, because neither of
them was much of a catch.

   Uncle Bob was gorgeous, as far as Lori was concerned.  He was tall, and
tanned and strong as an ox.  He had mostly brown hair that had some silver
in it, even though he wasn't quite 40 yet.  He worked the farm pretty much
by himself, and that kept him in amazing shape.  For years, whenever she
found out they were going out to the farm she had taken special care to
make herself look as pretty as she could.

   When she was fifteen she had decided never to wear a bra around her
Uncle.  She knew that her little teen nipples showed through her shirts -
she picked those shirts especially for him.  And she knew he noticed,
because he'd look her up and down, whistle and then grab at his chest,
moaning that he was "having the big one" and that she was going to kill
him, she looked so good.  Then he'd grab her up in a big bear hug and crush
those breasts against him while he swung her around.

   On her sixteenth birthday, he had swung her around in a big circle and
then nuzzled her neck.  He latched onto her neck with his lips and sucked,
like he was giving her a hicky and she thought she'd cream her panties. 
Then he'd pushed her back and said he bet all the boys did that.  She'd
never know why she'd done it, but right then she'd reached out and grabbed
his basket with her right hand.  Giving his manly bulge a little squeeze
she'd popped back "And I bet all the girls do this to you, Uncle Bob."

   They'd both laughed, but both had been breathing pretty deeply.

   Later that night, when everybody else was outside eating watermelon,
Lori had gone looking for her mother, to ask her a question.  She'd looked
everywhere with no success and was standing in the upstairs hallway,
wondering where in the world she could be when she heard a sound above her
head.  Someone was in the attic.

   Of course Lori knew all about the attic.  She'd explored it numerous
times with her cousins.  It was accessed by a tiny steep stairway that felt
close even for kids.  The kids never could figure out how all that stuff
got up there, since a lot of it was lots bigger than the stairway.  There
was a whole bedroom set up there, and lots of trunks and boxes.  Uncle Bob
had laughed when they asked him about it, and pointed at two big barn type
doors that opened into the attic on one end of the building.  There was a
big pulley and platform that stuff could be pulled up on.

   So, hearing noises, Lori climbed up the steep stairs to the trap door
that led to the attic.  She lifted the trap door and was about to rise up
and step up into the room when she heard a very strange moan, almost like
someone was hurt and her mother's voice said "Ohhh Bob, I miss this so
much." She had to look around one side of the trap door, but there, on the
big bed, was her mother and Uncle Bob.  Her mother's favorite lavender
dress had been unbuttoned and was lying open, exposing her mother's
otherwise naked body.  Uncle Bob's pants were down around his calves. 
Uncle Bob was in the act of sinking his penis right up inside her mother!
He groaned "Oh, you wench, you know I can't resist that dress."

   Lori's mother purred "Well, I'm sure glad you bought it for me if this
is what it gets me."

   Her Uncle then commenced fucking the daylights out of her mother.  A
shaft of sunlight coming through a dusty window highlighted his balls and
the part of his cock Lori could see.  The rest of his cock was buried up
inside her mother.  Then he pulled that cock out of her ...  and out ... 
and out ...  and out.  Lori's mouth had dropped open, and now she covered
her gasp.  Her Uncle's penis had to be ten or eleven inches long!  It was
like a sword, and he was killing her mother with it.

   Except that when he shoved that monster back in his sister, she sighed
with pleasure and thrust her naked hips up at him to get even more.

   Her Uncle groaned and said "Uh Oh, Elly"

   Her mother lifted her head.  "Oh Bob, honey, I'm fertile right now baby.
Maybe you'd better not...."

   His answer was an anguished "Ahhhhhhhhhhhh" and he jammed into her as
far as he could.  His butt muscles sort of quivered and his loose hanging
balls lifted up a little bit.  Lori had never seen a penis squirt, but she
had a pretty good imagination and she imagined what was going on in her
mother's pussy right then.  It had made her panties good and wet.

   Her mother had sighed, but had wrapped her legs around Uncle Bob and
then she'd actually told him "Go ahead, big brother.  If I get pregnant
I'll just blame it on Jasper." Jasper was a man she'd been going out with,
but Lori would have sworn she hadn't slept with him.  Bob was giving little
jerks as he poured out his cum into his sister and he panted "You ..  mean
..  you're ..  letting ...  Jasper ...  do ..  this?" Elly must laughed and
slapped her brother on his naked butt.  "No, silly, but no one else will
ever know that."

   Lori's knees had gone weak at the thought that Uncle Bob's big long
stiff penis might have been knocking her mother up that very second and
she'd closed the trap door quietly and snuck back down the stairs.

   That had been almost a year ago and every time Lori saw her Uncle she
saw that long stiff spurting cock in her mind's eye.  It was driving her
batty.  She still teased and flirted.  And now, when she hugged him, she
shoved her teenaged hips against his older ones, pressing into that rod of
his.  The only response he'd ever given that he knew what she was doing was
one time, when he slid his hands down onto her ass cheeks and had squeezed
them.

   Now it was August.  The wheat had been harvested and it was time to plow
the fields.  Lori loved this time of year because she always went out to
the farm to ride on the tractor with her Uncle.  She'd been doing this
every year for as long as she could remember.  When she was little she'd
ridden on his lap.  He'd let her steer and she laughed as they bounced
along.  When she'd gotten bigger she'd stood on the axel housing, or sat on
the fender, holding onto the back of his armless seat.  Sometimes he got
out of the seat and let her sit there to steer.

   She called him up.  "Hey!  How's my favorite sexy Uncle" she said.

   "I'm hot and sweaty and all shook up, especially when I think about how
you're gonna look in that cheerleader's outfit this year." he flirted back.

   "It's last year's outfit" she said with mock sadness "And I've grown a
lot.  I'm not sure it will fit.  And this is my last year in school, so
it's not worth buying a whole new uniform.  Maybe I'll just go out there
naked." She giggled.

   "You do and they'll break every attendance record on the books" he said
with a smile in his voice.

   "When can I come out and help you plow?" she said, getting down to
business.

   "Well, I've got her about half done right now.  If you hurry you can
help me with the last half." he said.

   She said she'd be right there.  As she stood, staring at the things in
her closet, she got an idea.  It would be her most daring flirt yet.  She
ran to her mother's room and dug through that closet until she found what
she was looking for - her mother's favorite purple dress.  It had been a
birthday present from Uncle Bob to her Mother several years ago.  She'd
noticed that almost every time they went out to Uncle Bob's her mother had
worn that dress.  Originally she thought it was just to make Uncle Bob
happy.  Now she knew just HOW happy it made him.

   She knew the dress would fit her.  She went to her room, stripped to the
buff and slipped the silky dress on.

   No panties.  No bra.  Just like her mother wore it.

   When she got to the farm Uncle Bob was out in the field, making long
straight rows with the three bottom plow.  Now he was probably two thirds
done.  He saw her and waved.  She waved back and waited.  He drove the
tractor over to the gate where she was waiting.  He stopped, looked at her,
and then turned off the tractor's motor.  He stared.  That dress sure
showed a lot of cleavage.

   "Where'd you get that dress?" he said in an off hand sort of way.

   "Oh, it's one of mama's.  It's hot today, and this is nice and light.  I
didn't think she'd mind if I borrowed it.  Why?  Do you like it?"

   "Yes, I surely do." was his only reply.  "It's not quite what I'd
recommend for riding tractor, though.  It'd be a shame to get that pretty
dress all dirty, rubbing it up against the fender."

   "Well, then" she said brightly.  "I'll just have to sit on your lap,
like when I was little." With that she opened the gate and climbed up on
the rear of the big green machine.

   She was too big to sit on his lap.  They both knew it.  But neither of
them wanted to say it.  She planted her butt in his lap and leaned back and
to one side so he could see.  He reached around her and grabbed the wheel.
She leaned over, thumbed the starter and they were off.

   There was just enough breeze that the heat of the day was blown away. 
Lori's hair fluffed backwards and got in Bob's face.  It smelled good.  She
felt good on his lap.  He thought about that dress, and what he usually got
to do when he saw it.  His dick got nice and stiff, and there wasn't a damn
thing he could do about it.

   Lori felt his cock swell and she ground her butt against it.  This was
fun.  She thought back to seeing this man reaming out her mother's pussy
and flushing it with hot cum.  It made her pussy get wet.  Her naked
breasts bounced under the dress and her nipples rubbed against the light
cloth.  They got hard and tender.  They got to the place where he had left
off and he dropped the plow into the ground.  She turned her head and said
"I want to steer."

   Bob let go of the wheel and Lori grasped it.  She felt his hands go to
her waist.  His fingers lay lightly on her stomach, just under her bouncing
breasts.  Little by little they moved upward, stroking her stomach.  Soon,
her breasts were hitting the tops of his hands on their downward bounce. 
She felt his thumbs check for her bra on her ribs.  He had to raise his
voice for her to hear, but he said it right into her ear.  "You should have
worn a bra, Lori.  All this bouncing is going to stretch those beautiful
breasts of yours, and that's not good.  I'll just help hold them still."

   With that, she felt her Uncle's big calloused hands slide upward and cup
her breasts through the thin dress.  He pulled them to the sides and then
crushed them back together as the tractor bounced along.  Her nipples were
on fire!  It felt just so good that she never wanted it to stop.  But she
turned her head and yelled "You aren't playing with them, now are you Uncle
Bob?"

   He squeezed them both and pinched her nipples, sending an electric spark
straight to her pussy.  "No way, baby, I'm just protecting them for some
lucky young buck to play with later on."

   She wiggled her butt harder onto his hardon and laughed.  "OK, as long
as you aren't playing with them yourself." They went on for a while and
Lori looked down at his hands, massaging and making her breasts feel so
good.  His hands were dark, permanently stained with the soil of the earth.

   "Uncle Bob?" she shouted.  "Your hands are awfully dirty.  I don't want
to get momma's dress all dirty.  Maybe you should put your hands inside
it."

   Bob grinned and began to unbutton the dress.  He was good at it.  He'd
done it enough times.  When it was open to her waist he pulled the sides
back and cupped Lori's naked breasts.  Lori shrugged and the dress fell off
her shoulders.  Now she was naked from the waist up.  The sun felt good on
her breasts.  His hands felt good on them too.

   They did two more rows and Lori got wetter and hornier all the time. 
Somehow the teasing had gotten out of control.  She had feelings in her
pussy she'd never had before.  It itched and felt hot and sticky.  She
wanted to put a finger or two in it and rub, but of course she couldn't. 
She spread her legs and arched her back.  If she rotated her hips just so,
her bare pussy was rubbed by her Uncle's swollen, but jeans covered cock.
That felt pretty good.

   Bob knew she was teasing him.  Just like she always had.  He knew he
should just wait until he could beat off.  But the feel of her luscious big
soft tits and her rubbing her pussy against his cock made the decision for
him.  He pushed his foot in on the clutch.  The tractor stopped immediately
and Lori would have fallen forward if he hadn't had a good hold on her
boobs.

   "Stand up" he yelled.  Holding onto the steering wheel and straddling
her Uncle's knees, Lori stood.  He deftly unzipped his jeans, reached in,
and pulled out the one eyed snake.  It stood up proudly in the sun, fully
nine inches long.  The zipper hurt, so he popped the button and the jeans
gaped open enough to let his balls out too.  Lori was looking over her
shoulder at him, her eyes hot, but questioning too.  "It was a mite
confined in there.  Needs some air." he yelled.

   "Yeah ...  right" she laughed.

   Bob grasped the hem of the dress and lifted the back.  Precum oozed out
of his cock slit when he saw her naked ass under the dress.  "You can sit
back down now" he yelled.

   He saw question in her eyes.  Some fear too.  But lust overruled.  She
sat and he bent his cock so that when her ass sat on his thighs, his cock
stuck out from her pussy, almost like it was her cock.  It lay right along
her pussy lips.  He let the clutch out.

   The tractor bounced and now Lori's pussy rubbed directly on the top of
Bob's iron hard cock.  She loved it.  With his fingers torturing her
nipples and his cock massaging her pussy lips, she began to pant.  It felt
so good.  She was almost there, but she couldn't quite reach that place she
could get to with her fingers in her.

   She made her decision.  "Stop!" she shouted.

   He put the clutch in as Lori stood up and lifted her leg over to stand
beside him.  He sighed, figuring she'd had enough.  He'd really have to
beat off hard now.  But instead, Lori let the dress drop and she stepped
out of it.  Now she was completely naked.  She straddled her Uncle again,
but this time facing him.  And this time she fisted his cock and brought it
to the portal of her sex.

   She was sopping, and even though she'd never had one in her before, she
was so excited about doing it now that she sat down on it in one stroke. 
When Bob felt his cock surrounded by hot soft tight pussy, his foot slipped
off the clutch.  The tractor jumped forward, which simply jammed her onto
him even harder and her breasts mashed into his face.  He bobbed his head
to capture one pink nipple and he sucked and nibbled on it.

   Now the tractor did the work, bouncing along, jerking his long cock in
and out of her in ways that the human body couldn't duplicate on its own.
His cock head battered her cervical opening and soon was slipping in and
out of her womb too as her body learned to accept the foreign object.  He
felt it happen as he tried to deal with the fact that his luscious teenage
niece was fucking herself on his tool.  It was too much, and before he
could even think about the consequences or do anything about it, his prick
belched and fountained thick ribbons of pearly sperm into her belly.

   He'd plowed her furrow, and now he seeded her field.

   For her part, Lori couldn't believe she'd waited so long to do this.  As
she felt his warm wet juice fill her up inside she knew exactly why her
mother wore the dress so often.  She knew that every time she saw her
gorgeous Uncle she'd spread her legs for him if he so much as winked at
her. She too ignored the dangers of his free-flowing sperm as her pussy
spasmed and she nearly passed out from the intensity of her first
penis-induced orgasm.

   In fact, when she had caught her breath, Lori looked into her Uncle's
dark brown eyes.  "I think it's time for a break" she said.  With his cock
still in her he drove over to the fence and they got off the tractor.  She
didn't put the dress back on and all he did was hold his pants up as they
walked to the house.  "You want to take a shower?" he asked her as they
walked in the cool, dark parlor.

   "Later" she said, taking his hand.  "There's something I want to do in
the bedroom first."

   Lori graduated about a month before she got a brand new baby sister. 
She helped her mother in the labor room and Bob took pictured of the birth.


   Her own baby was born two months later.  Bob was there for that one too.


   
