The sexual adventures of Lacey and Ricky – Chapter 4 by Piglet838

Chapter 4: Lacey’s adventures with Uncle Steve

It was the middle of summer vacation, and I had been having some pretty exciting encounters, sexually exploring with my classmate Ricky. We started getting pretty hot and heavy: looking at porn, my first kiss, first time giving a hand job, first blow job, first oral orgasm of my own, and very nearly losing my virginity. I was excited to see what the rest of summer had in store, then my parents dropped a bomb. We were going on a road trip across the country for an extended visit to my mom’s brother, uncle Steve.

My brother didn’t have to come on this trip because he was older and had a job to go to. It wasn’t fair. I was really disappointed because I was enjoying my friend, Ricky, and I was determined to lose my virginity with him. I swear I was getting hornier by the day.

Ricky was bummed that I was leaving too. We promised we would pick up where we left off when I returned in a few weeks. I left Ricky with a couple of my brother’s magazines to help him while I was away.

I had never been to visit uncle Steve before. He always came back to our home town to visit us, and our extended family. It was easier for him to travel, being single and with no kids. The last time I saw him was when he came to a family wedding two summers ago.

This was my first road trip in a long time. It was a bonus that Uncle Steve lived on the west coast. It was a long drive, but it ended up being worth it. Sunshine and beaches. Uncle Steve had a beautiful home with a view of the ocean. He had a large yard, with a pool and a hot tub! Maybe this vacation wouldn’t be so bad after all.

I always liked uncle Steve. He was a handsome, successful, business man, and he had an awesome sense of humor. He could light up the room with his quick wit and funny jokes. He also liked to drink and have a good time. He was in his late 40’s, with no wife, or kids of his own. Mom said he liked the single life, and would never settle down.

We pulled into his driveway and began unloading the minivan. Mom always packed way too much. Uncle Steve came running out of the house to greet us. Uncle Steve was even more handsome than the last time I saw him. He had an athletic build, a killer tan and great hair. It was a bit more salt and pepper since the last time I saw him. He ran over to mom to give her a hug, then cracked some jokes with dad. Then made his way over to me.

When he came to me he hesitated and looked a little shocked. “Hey Lacey girl, How are you?” He said, as he grabbed me and pulled me in for a big hug. I loved that he called me “Lacey Girl”. It was a nickname that stuck since I was running around in diapers. “I haven’t seen you in years! Maybe I shouldn’t call you Lacey girl anymore? You’re all grown up”.

I blushed. I had changed a lot since the last time I saw Uncle Steve. I am about five foot five now, and my boobs are a solid C cup. I’m sure he noticed my curves too, as I was wearing a short crop top, with cut off jean shorts. “Of course you can still call me that”, I replied with a smile.

We brought our bags into Uncle Steve’s house, and got settled. It was a large home for just one person. It was modern and beautifully furnished. I knew uncle Steve had good taste, but I never would have pictured this huge home to be his. The master bedroom was on the second floor, with a balcony overlooking the pool deck. From there a stairway descended to the deck. In the distance, past his fenced back yard, was a view of the ocean. It was breathtaking.

Mom and dad took the spare bedroom on the second floor, at the other end of the hall from uncle Steve’s room. I took the spare bedroom downstairs on the main floor. Uncle Steve thought I would like the downstairs better, so I could have more privacy. I could talk to my friends on the phone, or just chill out in the theater room to watch tv and movies. My parents warned me that the 3 of them would probably have some loud, late poker nights. Downstairs I would have a quiet space if they got too rowdy.

The downstairs was huge! It was like having my own apartment. A large bedroom, theater room, bathroom with a walk in shower. Maybe this wouldn’t be so bad after all. Plus a pool and hot tub. I could work on my tan with my new, skimpy bikini that I brought along. I had been forced to get a new one as my boobs had grown noticeably over the past year. I had decided that even though I missed my friends, especially Ricky, I was going to make the most out of these 3 weeks.

The first few days we did some sightseeing. Uncle Steve took us to several hot spots and local attractions. We did some hiking, ate at some really great restaurants, and hit the beach. It was gratifying to see the looks I got from men. One thing I quickly found out was what a huge flirt uncle Steve was. He would chat up women everywhere we went. He definitely had wandering eyes. My mom joked with him, telling him to wipe off the drool and put his tongue back in his mouth. He would say to mom, “I’m just a single man, living the dream”. Mom would roll her eyes or smack him on the chest. It was just the way he was.

Early on in our trip I caught uncle Steve sneaking peeks of me in the same sort of way he would check out other women. At first I brushed it off, sure my uncle wasn’t checking me out. Until I had that feeling. You know, that feeling when you know someone is watching you. He would sneak peeks at my ass as I walked by, check out my long tanned legs when I was sitting on the couch, and he would glance at my boobs at the dinner table. The day we went to the beach, I knew he was checking me out in my bikini. It kinda freaked me out, but it also excited me at the same time.

I was going to have fun with this. My new mission, to be a cock tease for uncle Steve.

On the fourth day of our trip, it was a rainy Saturday. It was supposed to be a pool day, but plans had changed because of the weather. My parents and uncle Steve decided to make the most of the rainy day, make some snacks, have some drinks, and play cards. They invited me to play too. I put on a cute top, and my favorite cut-off shorts. Dad and uncle Steve were sitting at the dining room table, having some drinks. I offered to help mom make the snacks. Mom and I bustled around the kitchen prepping the food. I made sure to do lots of bending, and reaching, so uncle Steve could get a good look at my ass and bare midriff. I caught him looking a few times, which made me tingle between the legs. This was going to be fun.

Mom and I finished the snacks. As I bent over to set them on the table, I caught uncle Steve enjoying a look down my top. It brought a smile to his face as I caught his eye. We joined dad and uncle Steve at the table. My parents allowed me to have alcoholic drinks with them sometimes. I couldn’t get plastered, but they believed that if my brother and I drank at home, we wouldn’t be so wild and crazy when we went out with our friends. They believed the novelty of drinking wears off so they allowed us to have social drinks with them, from time to time.

I sat across from uncle Steve, with mom and dad on either side of me. We played poker, had some drinks, and ate some snacks. I was pretty buzzed from a couple of drinks.

I honestly didn’t mind hanging out with my parents, they were pretty cool, and so was uncle Steve. It was fun hearing all the stories mom and uncle Steve told about their childhood, and the trouble they would get into together.

Then mom asked me to go grab a bag of chips out of the pantry. I was a little tipsy getting up, my head swam with my buzz. I made my way to the pantry to grab more snacks. Of course the chips were on the top shelf, and my little short ass couldn’t reach. “Mom, I can’t reach these chips in here. A little help please?”. I yelled out.

I continued to swat at the chip bags, trying to reach, when I felt two big warm hands settle in on my hips. My eyes widened, and my heart raced as I knew those were NOT the hands of my dad. “Hey shorty, you need a little help?” Uncle Steve said, from close behind, his lips near my ear. He kept his hands on my hips. His touch was like electricity.

“Uh, yes please”, I mumbled. “I’m a little too short, I can’t reach”.

Uncle Steve kept one hand on my hip, and reached past me with his other hand to grab the chip bag. His whole body pressed up against me. His big muscular chest and his tight abs. I could feel his breath on the back of my neck and shoulders.

“Mmm, you smell good, Lacey girl.” he said as he inhaled a whiff of my hair at the back of my neck. I instantly got goosebumps all over my body, and let out a little shiver. He gently pulled my hip back so my ass was now pushed up against his crotch. I felt a huge, hard bulge pressing against my tight little ass. I knew exactly what that was.

“I really like these shorts on you” he said. And with that, he turned, and walked out of the pantry with a coy little smile. I stood there for a minute after he left, replaying what had just happened. I was teasing uncle Steve, and Uncle Steve was flirting back. The worst part was that I liked it.

The thought of his hard body pressed up against me, the way he smelled, the way he sounded. His firm, masculine grasp on my hips. The feeling of his hard cock against my butt. The replay of events made my little pussy slippery and wet. This was really happening!

I regained my composure and headed back to the table. I guess I looked a little flushed, because Mom asked if I was ok. “Of course” I replied. “Just a little buzzed, I’m good”. We continued our card game. Uncle Steve would give me a coy look or smile from time to time. It excited me. I noticed his one hand was under the table a lot. I wondered what he was doing under there. I decided that I wanted to find out.

I “accidentally” dropped my cards into my lap, and they fell to the floor. “Oops,” I announced as I knelt down to grab my cards. Everyone kept talking, not paying any attention to me, as I disappeared under the table. I glanced over to see what uncle Steve was doing.

There, poking out of uncle Steve’s shorts was the biggest dick I had ever seen. I mean, up to this point, I had only seen pictures of cocks in the porn mags I borrowed from my brother, and of course I had been playing with Ricky’s prick back home. But Ricky’s was only half the size of this monster. I felt my mouth drop open. Uncle Steve reached down and gave his cock a little rub. It pulsed, his veins bulged, and the tip seemed to get even bigger than it was before. The tip was almost blue. I could not get over the size of it. So long and so thick. I really wanted to reach out and touch it, but I remembered my parents were only a couple of feet away with no idea of what was happening under the table. I grabbed my cards and got back into my seat. When I looked up, Uncle Steve had the most wicked smile on his face.

“Everything OK down there Lacey girl?”, Uncle Steve asked. “All good” I said, as I smiled back and rearranged my cards.

Over the next few days I continued to tease Uncle Steve, and he continued to show sexual interest in me. It became a game, pushing the envelope. Glances to one another, brushing our bodies together, and finding opportunities to be naughty. Our little game seemed to be escalating.

One day I woke up early to the sound of a lawn mower. I stretched, rubbed my sleepy eyes and got out of bed. Looking outside, I saw uncle Steve going around in circles on his lawn tractor, cutting the grass. He didn’t have a shirt on, and his muscular build was glistening in the hot morning sun.

I had on a cute pink silk pajama tank top and matching silk shorts. I made my way upstairs to find an empty house. I walked outside onto the deck to say good morning to uncle Steve, and find out where my parents were. I remembered what I was wearing and decided to use this to my advantage. Uncle Steve saw me step out of the house. His glance instantly turned to my pink silk tank top. My perky tits looked amazing, and my hard nipples were accentuated by my silk top. I gave a big stretch and yawn, my little tank top inching up my body, showing my flat toned tummy, and just the bottom of my boobs. Coming down the steps, I pushed my chest out and made sure my boobs bounced a little as I descended the steps. Uncle Steve drove the lawn tractor over in my direction, obviously liking what he was seeing.

“Good morning” I said, with a cute, shy smile. Uncle Steve took off his sunglasses. “Well it is a good morning now!” he said with a smile. Looking me up and down from head to toe. I can see why the ladies liked him. He was so handsome, and so smooth. Not to mention that huge monster he had hiding in his pants. I couldn’t stop thinking about it.

“Where is everyone?” I asked. “Oh, your mom and dad wanted to go into the city to do some shopping. They thought you might want a relaxing pool day here with me. It will give us some time to hang out,” he said with a wink.“Oh, that sounds fun”, I said back with a smile. My thoughts raced. This would be fun, I could prance around uncle Steve in my bikini, and drive him nuts! Maybe I would get to see his cock again. My imagination started to run wild.

“Do you always cut the grass this early in the morning?” I asked. “Not always”, he said. “I just wanted to get my chores done now, so we can relax poolside later” “Poolside sounds like a good plan to me. Do you need any help with the lawn?” I asked.

I lived on a farm, so I know how to drive all kinds of farm equipment. “Sure, hop on, farm girl. Show me how it’s done!” Uncle Steve patted his lap, showing me where to take a seat. I excitedly hopped onto the tractor, and sat down on his lap. I wiggled my butt a little to get comfy. “You’re killing me, you know that right?” He said with a sigh. “You are such a tease.” I smiled a naughty grin back at him.

I grabbed the steering wheel, and he placed his hands on both sides of my hips. “Take it away, Lacey! Maybe you can show me a thing or two about driving these things!” He said. I began driving the lawn tractor around the yard, cutting the grass, enjoying the feeling of sitting on my uncles lap. Feeling our bodies meshed together. My body bounced on his, with every bump we hit.

It wasn’t long before his hands began to wander from my hips across to my lower back. “This ok, Lacey girl? He asked, as he was rubbing my back on top of my silky shorts. “You know you are driving me crazy, prancing around here in all these sexy outfits, don’t you?” He said, in his smooth deep voice. I bit my lip. Enjoying the way his big warm hands felt, exploring my hips and lower back.

“I kinda noticed you checking me out” I replied shyly. “Well how could I not? With a hot little body like this running around”. He said with a smile. His hands moved up my back under my top. Rubbing my upper back and shoulders, skin on skin. His hands were so soft and strong. It was getting really hard to concentrate on driving. His hands felt really nice and I was getting aroused.

His hands moved around to my sides, running his fingers up and down. Then he used his fingertips to reach around my tummy. Up and down, and around my sides. “You ok?” He asked. “I’m great, Uncle Steve. Your hands are really big.” “You know what they say about a man who has large hands, don’t you?” He asked. “Yes, I have seen the proof of that”, I said with a wink. “I might need to have a closer look,” I said with my sassiest grin.”

He kept rubbing my hips, my back, my sides, and my tummy. Then slowly he reached up and cupped my tits with his big, warm hands. We both gasped at the same time. “You have amazing boobs Lacey”, he said. He began to gently squeeze them, making his way to my hard little nipples. “Thanks” I said shakily. He applied pressure with his palms to my nipples. Then he gently pinched them and rubbed them between his thumb and fingers, just the way I like it. My heart felt like it was going to jump out of my chest. I didn’t want him to stop. I had always wanted to be handled by a big, strong man, and now my dreams were coming true.

At this point, I was putty in his hands. I pulled the lawn tractor over near the fence under an oak tree in the shade. I put the tractor in park, and shut off the motor. I leaned back onto his stomach and chest, so he could rub and explore me some more. My nipples were at full attention, poking at my silk tank top. “You like that, don’t you?” He asked, almost purring in my ear. His voice and hot breath sent shivers down my spine. “Uhh huuuh” I replied.

I don’t think I could have spoken if I wanted to. I was lost in the feelings that were overwhelming my body. “I like it too Lace, you REALLY turn me on. This is a rare treat.” he said. He grabbed my hips and thrust upwards. I could feel his huge erection poking into my backside. It felt so hard, and so big. I remembered what his dick looked like from under the table. My pussy tingled at the thought of it.

He reached around the front of my silk shorts and started rubbing the front of my shorts. He kept asking me if I was OK, and I was more than OK. He was driving me wild with anticipation. I wasn’t sure where this was going, but I couldn’t wait to find out. His hands felt even smoother rubbing the silk material on my skin. He kept rubbing and touching around my pussy. I finally tilted my hips back and opened my legs to be more accessible to him, and then he discovered it. He found my engorged labia through the material. He cupped my mound in his big hand, and applied pressure. I moaned and my head rolled back against his chest, grinding my hips into his hand.

“Oh yes, Please pet my kitty” I managed to say. “That’s my good girl,” he replied. “You like that don’t you? I see you are already wet.” I nodded, Looking up at him and kissing him with parted lips. He kept rubbing my clit and hot pussy like he knew what he was doing. My silk shorts were now soaked with my juices. My hips gyrated, feeling his hard cock still pressing into me. He slid his hand down into the top of my shorts, and found my hard little clit. He ran his fingers up my slit, getting my sopping juices on his fingertips. “My god, Lacey. You’re shaved down there.” noI moaned again. He rubbed my clit with his wet fingers. I closed my eyes, my breathing became heavy, and I could feel my body building toward an orgasm. I arched my back, and then it happened.

I had the biggest orgasm of my life. Bigger than the ones I had ever given myself, and bigger than any one Ricky had ever given me. My little body shook and twitched. My little pussy was wet and throbbing.

Uncle Steve told me what a good girl I was, and took his hand from my shorts. He put his finger to my lips and told me to taste myself. I took his finger into my mouth, and tasted my own juices.

“How do you taste, Lacey girl?” He asked, sliding his finger between my lips. “I can’t wait to taste you for myself”. He softly whispered into my ear. My pussy tingled at his words.

I felt so naughty. Steve was my uncle and I knew what we were doing was wrong, but that just made it more enticing. This was just the beginning of fun times ahead with uncle Steve, and I was looking forward to all of it.