Once a year, our entire family goes on vacation together. This year it’s at a resort with a water park, Even though all the kids are grown. I usually park myself in the hot tub with a water bottle full of bourbon. I notice my niece entering the pool area wearing a long, flowing white cover-up. As she approaches, the light fabric trails wispily behind her, exposing her lusciously curvy body that jiggles in just the right way as she walks.
“Amazing,” I thought to myself. Her white high-hipped one-piece revealed her thick thighs, large breasts, and erect nipples. Long flowing auburn hair hanging over one shoulder, half covering her tit. She’s always been confident with her body; even when she was a chubby little girl, she knew she was beautiful.
She sauntered up to where I had planted myself for the duration of the day. Becca slid out of her robe, slowly stepping into the steaming water. She stood on the seat opposite me, leaning against the side of the hot tub. She lowered her large-rimmed sunglasses revealing her bloodshot eyes, and puffy bags under them.
“God, I am so tired,” she said as she yawned and stretched. Her arms reached to the sky while arching her back, with her mammoth tits testing the integrity of her one piece.
“With Mom, and Dad’s snoring, I’ve only had about two hours of sleep,” she continued.
They had a two-queen suite like the rest of the family, with little to no privacy. I had a suite with a small kitchenette, a large seating area, and two bedrooms. The bathroom is just right of the entryway and connects to the master bedroom. I never let the family know, because it would be an open invitation to congregate in my room.
“You could sleep with me,” I smirked devilishly. “I have their biggest suite, with plenty of room. Two bedrooms.”
“Aren’t we a sneaky bastard?” she jabbed.
“I have standards; besides, I’m paying.”
Becca pulled a black hairband from her wrist, arching backward and flipping her hair to put it up in a bun. Again her breasts strained to escape their confines. I ogled her from behind my dark sunglasses, my eyes slowly working their way down from her tits to her pussy.
Dazed by the vision of loveliness in front of me, I stared blankly at the fabric between her legs. It was being drawn up between her pussy lips, just enough to outline her perfect pussy. Noticing my obvious gaze, she broke the silence.
“Whatcha staring at Uncle Buck?” she asked, grinning as she slowly lowered herself into the water up to her tits. The alcohol must have kicked in because my response even shocked me.
“Something delicious, I ho…” My words trailed off when I realized they weren’t just in my head, but coming out of my mouth.
“I’m sorry, I must be drinker than I thought.”
Becca slid closer to me, laughing.
“You said drinker instead of drunker. Time to cut you off.”
She grabbed my water bottle and took a few healthy swigs of bourbon. She gagged a little as the liquid burned its way down her throat.
“Wow, after a few more sips of this, I could see saying some embarrassing things myself.” She continued, “And it does taste amazing.”
I hoped she couldn’t see my erection beneath the churning water, as I watched her tits being bounced around by the bubbles.
“Are you serious about my staying with you? I can’t have another night with no sleep.”
“Yeah, I am serious. Besides, it will piss your mom off.” Becca’s mom is having issues with Becca graduating college this year. That was the reason for a water park vacation, desperately trying to keep them kids a little longer.
Becca grabbed her things on the way to my room. To avoid an argument, she would text my brother and let him know. We were both certain there would be a scene at dinner that night. Sure enough, there would be, but Kristy would be careful not to accuse me of messing up their vacation. I was paying, after all.
Becca and I avoided the nightly games and stayed in the resort bar after dinner, drinking until closing time. We had a couple more when we got back to the room, I didn’t know who I was by the time I crawled into bed.
I awoke to a noise in the kitchenette. I walked to check, still fuzzy-headed from a night of drinking. I’d forgotten that Becca was staying with me. Bleary-eyed, I rounded the corner bumping bare-chested into my naked niece. I clicked on the light to see what, or who it was there.
“You’re nude!” She pointed down at my swinging dick.
“Who, what are?” I stammered, not remembering anything after dinner last night. “It’s my room, but why are you naked?” I asked incredulously.
I rubbed my eyes to clear the view of her curvaceous body. Becca’s large breasts tipped with dark areolas, and glass cutter nipples heaving from being startled. My long cock, growing rapidly at the impressive beauty in front of me. My eyes lingered, longing to burn her image into my brain, trailing their way down to her clean-shaven pussy.
“Someone’s happy to see me,” Becca said, pointing to my near-rigid member.
She again caught me staring at her vagina, licking my lips. Still fuzzy from the alcohol, I asked.
“Does it really taste amazing?”
Her reply had me wondering if she was still drunk too.
“Would you like to taste my little pussy, Uncle Buck?”
Hearing Uncle Buck snapped me out of whatever spell she had over me.
“I would, but you’re my niece!”
“I’m also an adult who can do as she pleases,” she retorted.
Confused, I asked, “What? What are you saying?”
“I’m saying that we are consenting adults, and I’d be open to some oral.”
I stood there pondering that my niece was open to oral with me. Her uncle. She closed the distance, grasping my cock, leading us into my bedroom. She knelt, stroking the length of my shaft next to the bed. Motioning for me to sit, she shifted between my legs, pressing my steel-hard cock between her tits. Nestled in her cleavage, she bounced them up and down on my raging shaft. She dribbled spittle onto the head to lubricate it as it slid through her cleavage. A ball of pre-cum formed at my dick slit; she lowered her lips to my cock to lick it off. She sucked the head of my penis while stroking me with her titties.
She stood and spun slowly before me, allowing me to see every inch of her gorgeous body stopping after a complete turn.
“Do you want to taste me, Uncle Buck?” she asked, lying back on the bed.
There was enough glow from the outer room that I could see her red puffy engorged pussy lips. I slight shimmer of her wetness seeped from her slit. I slid off the bed, positioning myself between her legs. I felt as if I was pulling up to a table at a five-star restaurant to enjoy the fancy feast before me. She trembled as my hands slid up he thighs, spreading her cunt to expose her hooded specter. I lowered my lips to her clit licking circles around it, before driving my tongue deep into her dripping hole. I have a long tongue, not quite Gene Simmons long, but long enough for most to enjoy. After bringing her through a series of orgasms, I asked if she’d ever 69’d.
“No.” She shook her head nervously. “I’ve only ever done oral.”
I lay on the bed, pulling her on top of me, and wondered if she was really a virgin. I licked her intently as my hands squeezed her tits, my fingers toying at her nipples. All the while, she slurped my cock in, and out of her mouth. Our mutual pleasure crested to a simultaneous climax. Her mouth greedily gulped down my seed, as I lapped her puffy pussy lips clean of her sweet tangy juices.
She rolled off of me, quivering, and clinching her thighs tightly as she rode out the wave of sensations cascading through her limp body. She moaned softly, as her body shuddered before me.
Barely audible, she whimpered.
“My god, that was amazing.”
I moved to lie next to her, gently sucking on her nipple. My fingertips gingerly caressed her taut abdomen, sending more shivers through her through her body. Releasing her nipple, I said, “I so want to fuck you, sweetie.”
She nuzzled closer, whispering, “Yes, please.”