Her Best Friend’s Uncle (Closed for bdt147)

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It was another scorching day. Life here was so hard … NOT! Andrea giggled, thinking she never dreamed she could enjoy this level of chilling even on holiday. Her best friend Natalie was just awesome! As well as being clever and pretty, she was kind too, and let Andrea come over whenever she wanted to enjoy the pool. Brunette Andrea wasn’t as beautiful as blond Natalie, but she was slim with a nice figure, as they used to say, and certainly looked more than ok in her black lace bikini, the twin of Natalie’s.

Well actually, it wasn’t Natalie’s pool, it was her uncle Jack’s. He was some kind of former Olympic Athlete or something, all very cool. And not just because he was an Olympian. He was just cool! He let them do pretty much whatever they wanted. No, he did let them do what they wanted. They kept forgetting he was there most of the time. Not that they did anything bad. Its just he never interfered or hassled them. He was cool. And Natalie was really fond of him.

“Hey! Pass the sun cream!” she shouted, and Andrea threw it over … over her head, so it fell in the pool!

“Oh great!” she sighed, but Andrea replied, rather cleverly she thought, “But its waterproof, Natalie!” as if that fixed everything.

“Well so are you, so get in the water and fetch it!”

Natalie giggled, it sounded so like an order to a puppy, so Andrea put her paws together, wagged her butt, and scampered over. She had to get in the water, there was no way she could reach the bottom of the pool from lying on the side.

“But my bikini will get wet!” she whined, exagerating the complaining.

“Just do as your told, girl, go fetch!”

“Harumph!” Andrea replied, then slid feet first into the deliciously cool water, picking the tube of sun cream up with her toes, transferring to her hand and throwing it again at Natalie.

Of course she caught it, little miss perfect. And out Andrea got.

“I always seemed to do what she suggests,” thought Andrea. “What she tells me. Whenever we have a plan to do something daring, in the end it's me she orders to do the risky bit. It's always me. Oh well, it means I get to spend another summer by her Uncle Jack’s pool before going up to University. It was so exciting. And scary. What if something happens to screw it all up?”

Andrea did tend to worry about things that hadn’t yet happened, might not happen.

Her grades were ok. She might not be a scholar, but she had offers form a few good universities and had chosen her favourite. It was just a matter of surviving the summer, then off she would go, to the life of a student!
 
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Jack Campbell casually sipped a glass of Cabernet as he watched his niece Natalie and her friend Andrea frolic around the pool from the balcony off the master bedroom. He enjoyed having them over, their presence brought some life into his spacious mini-mansion tucked into the hills that surrounded the city.

"Just do as your told girl, go fetch!"

Natalie was again barking commands at her loyal sidekick Andrea. It was something he noticed a lot lately. He also took note that while Andrea would offer feeble protest, she would comply with Natalie's request. That's why he knew it was all Natalie's doing when he caught Andrea in his wine cellar last week. The fact that she was in there wasn't all that surprising. After all they were eighteen years old and were just doing what kids that age do. But it was his reaction to Andrea that was a bit shocking.

When he opened the door, he saw Andrea bent over at the waist searching through the bottom bin of Merlots. Well all he really saw was this beautiful ass covered by a pair of extra short, extra tight cut-off jean shorts. The lower half of her firm cheeks were exposed and a strip of material so narrow that barely covered her crotch making Jack wonder in she had any panties on. Startled by the opening of the door, Andrea got up and faced Jack. He couldn't take his eyes off her lovely firm tits that were quite visible through her skin tight white tank top. The cool damp air of the cellar prompted her dark nipples to harden, their pencil eraser likeness straining against the material.

Jack was speechless. He couldn't stop staring. Andrea was mortified and was mumbling some lame story that Jack really didn't pay attention to. All he wanted was for her to leave before she noticed the ever growing bulge in his shorts. She started for the door, apologizing telling Jack she was just curious. A quick "Don't worry about it" diffused the situation. He was certain that she was too worried about getting caught to see his hard on.

Now he noticed he was spending more time observing her at the pool in her assortment of skimpy bikinis. The black one she had on today was his favorite as it displayed Andrea's best assets. He could feel his cock begin to harden again, just as it had every time he looked at her, when he heard his cell phone buzzing.

"Better get that before she sees me staring" he mumbled as he went back into the house to find his phone.
 
The girls continued lazing by the pool for a few minutes, until Natalie decided that she was getting hungry.

"Hey, do you want something to eat?" she asked, as they each lay on a lounger next to the other, looking up at the beautiful clear sky. Andrea's bikini bottoms were almost dry already.

"Yeah, any idea what Uncle Jack might have?" Andrea asked.

"Nope, but you could just root around in his kitchen?"

"Are you kidding? After getting busted going through his wine cellar? He'd probably never let me back here again!"

"You could go ask him? I think he's upstairs working his computer at this time of day?"

"Me? I could go ask him? Not Natalie?"

"Of course I could go, but you know you'll actually do it, don't you sweetie?"

"Maybe, maybe not!" Andrea teasingly, but good naturedly responded.

"Andrea, be a dear and go ask Uncle Jack if we can have something to eat?"

Sighing dramatically, Andrea sat up, then grinned at her friend, placing her feet on the ground.

"Well since you asked so nicely, Nats," and getting to her feet she padded inside barefoot, wearing just the bikini.

First she checked the kitchen to see if he was there, to save herself finding him. But no, so she started climbing the stairs.

"Jack? Uncle Jack? UNCLE JACK?" she called, reaching the landing.
 
Jack got to his phone just before it switched to voicemail and found Billy Ray Hobbs on the other end. Billy Ray was a friend and business client who ran in the same social circles as Jack. He was also a very influential alumnus of the local university.

Jack barely got out a hello before Billy Ray's booming voice filled the room.

"Jack, old buddy, I need to ask a favor. But I don't want to do it over the phone. Mind if I drop by a little later today to talk?"

Billy Ray's insistence to discuss his request in person told Jack everything he needed to know about what the "favor" was all about.

"Sure. How bout you come over in, say, an hour or so."

"Great. I owe you one."

"Well, let me take you up on that right now. A friend of my niece has an application in at your alma mater. A good word from a famous alumnus like you sure couldn't hurt her chances of landing a spot."

Jack knew Billy Ray's school was Andrea's first choice for college.

"Not a problem. We'll talk more later. See ya in 60."

No sooner had Jack presses in "End" button on his phone than he heard Andrea calling his name. He opened the bedroom door to find Andrea standing on the landing, clad in that oh so little and sexy black bikini.

He could feel his cock getting hard as he couldn't take his eyes off that young taut body of hers. Although the lack of material left little to one's imagination, Jack couldn't stop his mind from wondering what treasures he would find under that tiny swimwear.

This time he knew she saw him leering. He also wondered if she detected the bulge in his crouch.

"Yea yea yes Andrea" he stammered, "What do you need?"
 
Was Uncle Jack actually checking her out?

Andrea was a bit surprised, possibly shocked, but not offended. It occured to her that she and Natalie constantly flaunting their bodies might not be the kindest thing for a man his age.

Oh well, the damage was done, if any.

Since she hadn't exactly hidden herself from him so far, she might as well let him look. Girls she knew who'd gone topless on beaches said that after the first few minutes, men stopped staring as they got used to seeing what you had, so maybe this would be the same.

"Nats and I were wondering if we could get something to eat? Maybe you'd like something too? Want me to bring you up something, up here if you're working?"

And she did want to keep using Uncle Jack's pool. And he had been really good about the wine cellar. And she owed him for letting her be here at all. So she did want to keep him liking her.
 
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Fuck fuck fuck. She knew. She knew he was checking her out. He could tell just by looking at her. But she didn't appear horrified. She's probably use to all kinds of men, both young and old, giving her the once over.

"Nats and I were wondering if we could get something to eat? Maybe you'd like something too? Want me to bring you up something, up here if you're working?"

Her voice didn't indicate she was upset, in fact there was something a bit different in it. Maybe that was just wishful thinking on his part.

"I'll tell you what. I'm expecting a friend in about an hour to talk about some work stuff. It shouldn't take more than 30 minutes. After he leaves, we'll get a pizza. Until then, there's all kinds of snack food in the pantry next to the frig, so help yourself. That should tide you guys over."

Jack turned and headed back to his office, hoping Andrea didn't see his shorts tenting.

"Oh Andrea, one more thing. Go easy on the junk food. Don't ruin you appetite and you don't ever want to lose the amazing way you look in that bikini."

What a fucking idiot Jack thought to himself. Did he really just say that? If she didn't already think he was some sort of perv, she certainly will now.
 
So he had been checking her out! The old perv!

As Jack went back into his room, she couldn't help grinning, preeening a little, shaking her hair, and then turning for the stairs she let out a little 'whoop' of delight. She even started singing, in her happiest happy voice,

"Jack-thinks-I-look, a-ma-zing! Jack-thinks-I-look, a-ma-zing! Jack-thinks-I-look, a-ma-zing!"

Trotting happily downstairs, Andrea raided the kithchen for quick food, but not too much, not when Uncle Jack wanted to keep an eye on her bikini bod!

Taking a tray and a couple of plates and cans of diet soda, she went back out to the pool and to Natalie. For some reason Andrea decided to keep Jack's reaction to herself. What if Natalie got posessive of her uncle? Kind of jealous? What if Natalie told her to leave him alone? No, this was Andrea's, and she'd enjoy it as long as she could. At least until college.

"Here you go, Nats," handing the plate to her best friend.

"Your uncle has a visitor in a few minutes, but when he's gone we'll all get some pizza, so this is to fill our fat faces until then, ok? So don't pig out!" Which was a laugh since they both ate like sparrows anyway.
 
Jack sat in his office, staring at his computer, thinking about what an idiot he was? For God's sake he was 65, what else could she think other than he was just a dirty old man. He expected Natalie at any moment, charging into his room, asking how could he do such a thing, threatening to tell her mom, Jack's sister.

After about 15 minutes, he ventured back out onto the balcony. Still at the pool, both Andrea and Natalie were pecking away on their phones, eating chips, not a care in the world. Maybe he dodged a bullet. He told himself to be extra careful around Andrea and went into the den to wait for Billy Ray.

Billy Ray showed up right on time and they adjourned upstairs to his office. Jack didn't want to waste a lot of time so he got right to the point.

"OK. You have a couple of stud recruits for the basketball team that you want to show a good time and you need a stripper. Right?"

Billy Ray pretended to look hurt, then broke out in a big smile and started to laugh.

"Goddam Jack you are good. But not the usual stripper from the club. I need something different this time. Wholesome, innocent, a young coed. Look here. I found this website with a bunch of college age girls showing off their tits. Let me fire up my IPad and show you what I mean."

He brought up a website titled "Young, Hot and Ready to Trot." and handed Jack the tablet.

"That's not a very original title" Jack commented as he began scrolling through the photos of topless young women. "At least the girls are living up to it."

Jack had gone through a dozen or so photos before he stopped abruptly and gasped.

"Holy fuck. This can't be true."

He looked again and again but it was true. There was Andrea a mirror topless photo, her beautiful perky breasts staring him in the face.

"Somethin wrong Jack?"

Yes and no. Andrea is posing naked on the internet and while Jack should be shocked, he wants so bad to take his stiff cock out and jack off looking at her.

"No er no everything's fine. I got the idea. I'll take care of it all. When do you need one by."

"Three weeks from today. So it' won't be a problem?"

"Not at all. Listen Billy Ray I got my niece and her friend over and I promised them pizza." Jack handed the IPad back to Billy Ray and got up.

"I'll call you in the next week or so when I got it all set up. Hate to rush you out but you know how teenage girls get."

With that Jack got up and hustled Billy Ray out of the house. Once he was in his car and backing down the drive, Jack made a beeline for his office and brought the website up on his computer. He quickly paged down to Andrea's picture. Again his cock sprang to life, aching to be set free from the constraints of his shorts and boxer briefs.

"Think Jack. Think hard how are you going to play this."

He formulated a plan. It was almost five so he called for a pizza. Jack told the girl on the phone he would pick it up around 6:30. Then he went down stairs to the pool.

"I just ordered a pizza just the way you like it ladies. It'll be ready in 20 minutes. Natalie I want you to get off of your privileged ass and go pick it up, alone. You can take the Beemer convertible. After she leaves Andrea, please come up to my office. I need to show you something that might affect your college selection."

Jack hurried back inside and headed back to his office, Andrea's picture still emblazoned on his computer screen. About five minutes went by, when he heard the front door close and the Beemer start up. Not long after, Andrea, still in that bikini walked into the office.

Jack motioned her to come next to him.

"I want to show you something on the computer."

He turned the screen so she had a direct line of sight to it.

"Tell me that isn't you."



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"Tell me that isn't you."

"Oh fuck!" Her hand went to her mouth, the blood drained from her face, she felt she was going to be sick.

Her knees wobbled a bit and she sank down to sit cross legged on the floor of his office.

"I can explain ..." she gasped wildly. She felt so ashamed, What must he think? And just when he was beginning to like her.

"I need to show you something that might affect your college selection"

That's what he said. Was it all over? Had she truly screwed up? Fucked up?

Andrea looked again at the picture, now that her shock had died away. Her tummy didn't feel like eating pizza, but she was recovering physically.

The picture wasn't that bad? Its not like she was showing much more than in a bikini, this bikini? And loads of famous actresses did it, got naked on tv and film?

But weirdly, the thought at the top of her mind was, how did Uncle Jack rate her? Now that should be the least of her worries.

Of course all this took but moments, and she hurried to think of something to say.

Naturally, it had been Natalie's idea.

'Lets take some topless selfies!' so they did, all on Natalie's phone.

'Let's send them to an amateur porn site!' so Natalie did, showing Andrea her pic, but changing the subject every time Andrea wanted to see Natalie's one. And it had been weeks ago!

But Andrea didn't want to drop her friend in it. Enough was ruined already.

"It was just a prank, a joke, a bit of fun?" she replied to Jack, who was looking very serious. "Really, Uncle Jack, its no big deal? Most girls send topless selfies? And anyway, actresses go topless all the time?"

It sounded very like she was begging. Which basically she was.

"You won't tell mum? Or the college? Or Dad?"

Her hands were in the praying position. She was begging.
 
Looking down at Andrea sitting on the floor, imploring him not to tell a soul about her temporary lapse in judgement, Jack felt a strong sense of pity and compassion for her. Five minutes ago, she was a happy, carefree 18 year old. Now she was reduced to a puddle of emotions and regrets. He was a life long bachelor, never had any children and in fact, had little or no contact with kids outside his nieces and nephews. There would be no lecture, no judgement. Besides, there was an increasing sexual desire present, one, he was afraid, would only grow more intense. He needed to find out more about this sexy young woman who was lying almost prostrate at his feet.

"Andrea, here let me help you up."

Jack extended his hands and helped her to her feet, pulling her close to him. His 6'1" frame towered over her as he gently placed his hands on her shoulders and took a small step back. He wanted to look directly into her eyes while he spoke to her. He also didn't want to her to feel his raging hard on.

"Look Andrea, I'm not going to tell anyone. You're an adult and you need to learn about being responsible for your actions. I'm not sure how all of this came about, but I have a sneaking suspicion Natalie is involved."

Andrea said nothing but her look told Jack he hit the nail right on the head.

"Perhaps we can turn this all into a positive. I know I'm old enough to be your grandfather, but you are really a sexy young woman with a body to die for. I'm pretty sure you've noticed how you turn me on. So you must know everyone who's seen your picture is just as excited. So let me ask you a question. Do you like having men looking at your beautiful tits? Does it turn you on?"
 
"Do you like having men looking at your beautiful tits? Does it turn you on?"

Andrea was ready for the telling off, for him to explain how badly she had behaved, how she'd let herself down, her parents down, everyone down ... but instead, as he looked her seriously in the eye, he was kind, considerate, and forgiving. And asked that most unexpected question.

"You really think everyone who's seen that picture is excited? That they're turned on? Really?"

She knew men and boys liked looking at topless and naked girls, she wasn't stupid, and that's why they'd uploaded the thing in the first place. The question was, did they like looking at her? She wasn't an actress or model, just Andrea. She was no-one special. Her body wasn't anything special. Nats was prettier than she was.

But yes, she'd have to answer, yes. And he'd called them tits, not boobs, not breasts. That turned her on a bit.

"Um, I guess yes, I do like the thought of men looking at me, at my, er, tits, at getting turned on looking at me. I mean, its a compliment to a girl, isn't it? If a man gets an erection looking at her?"

His hands on her shoulders felt nice, felt paternal, felt forgiving. What she really needed right now was a hug, and holding her arms wide she stepped forward, pressed her face into his chest, her chest into his tummy, and wrapped her arms round his strong torso. This felt better.
 
Andrea's response to his questions, her own questions as whether men found her attractive, desirable and now, the need to be held, gave Jack the green light to pursue a strategy that would take this malleable sexy young woman on a sexual journey she never dreamed of.

He had experience with this before but never with a woman quite so young. Yet he found the challenge so exhilarating and so sexually stimulating that he was willing to take all the inherent risks involved to make it all happen. Andrea was a find, a gem in the rough. A woman he could make into a perfect submissive, doing everything he needed to satisfy his unique set of sexual proclivities.

It was clear from the her hug that for right now Andrea was in need of reassurance. Jack drew her even closer, his hands gently but firmly planted on her lower back. He let them wander a bit, barely touching her bikini bottom. He really didn't care if she felt his hardness, truth be told, he wanted her to know exactly how she excited him. More reassurance.

With her head still buried on his chest, Jack began to plant the seeds of Andrea's future.

"Andrea, of course every guy who's looked at your picture got turned on. I'm sure plenty of them jacked off looking at you. Of course it's a compliment to you. You're so hot."

Jack paused for a moment to let that all sink in.

"I want to turn this into a good thing for you. But you have to trust me. You have to do everything I tell you without question. I always be brutally honest with you. So do you trust me to help?"

Jack pulled back slightly allowing some space between them. He moved his face closer, tilting it just a bit, waiting for Andrea's next move.
 
Uncle Jack was so kind, so comforting, and as soon as she felt his arms round her she pressed her body in to him, snuggling as close as she could, the warmth of his touch on her lower back just pulling her in even closer.

She buried her face in his chest, breathing in his smell, and felt his belt pressing into her belly; he must have a loose belt tail, the way it was pressing vertically into the bare flesh above her bikini.

His words ran round and round her head. Every guy got turned on. Plenty jacked off. It's a compliment. You're so hot. And she pictured numberless penises spurting their cum just for her. It sent a shiver of delight through her.

And then he pulled back from the waist up, his strong hands still holding her tight, while he asked that last question. She pulled her shoulders back a little to see him better, a position which forced their bellies even tighter.

"If you promise to make everything better, then yes I'll do what you tell me. I trust you. But please don't tell Natalie our arrangement? Or Mum or Dad, or the College?"

She looked up into his face, from eye to eye, searching for the assurance she needed.
 
"Andrea, my dear, I promise you I will never, ever to tell anyone let alone your parents, the college and least of all Natalie, of our agreement."

His gaze never left her eyes, communicating an implicit sense of truth and trust. Besides, Jack was venturing into dangerous territory here. Yes he'd been down this road before but always with women who were a bit older, the youngest was 24, and women he met through the sex club scene. Never did he think he would ever get involved with someone so young, someone so familiar. But there was no denying the want and need he felt for her right now.

Jack looked at his watch. Almost 5:45. He purposely sent Natalie off for the pizza early knowing he needed to buy some time alone with Andrea. Natalie was probably steaming mad and would demand a pizza be prepared immediately. So he figured he had at least another 30 minutes to spend with Andrea. It was time for her first test.

He pushed back away from her again and placed his hands on her shoulders. The softness of her skin and the way her whole body seemed to be vibrating with excitement only emboldened him.

"Natalie won't be back for another 30 minutes. So I want you to stand in front of me and take off your top. But do it in a very slow and sexy way, like you want to really turn me on. I've fantasized all week about how beautiful you tits would look. I've seen the picture. Now I want to see them in person."
 
He did say to do everything he ordered without question.

So accepting the distance between them, she untied the string behing her back, letting the tapes fall to her side, then holding the loose triangles she massaged her boobs up and down, and in circles, not letting him see her nipples, teasing, drawing it out.

Turning her back to him but looking over her right shoulder, pushing her bikini clad ass toward him, she wiggled it, and lifted the halter over her head, dropping it on the floor, her boobs hidden.

Covering them with her hands she turned to face him, stepped up close until her chest was against him, then put her hands behind his head, backing slowly to full arms length so he could finally see her tits.

"Is that what you meant?"
 
"Is this what you meant?"

The tone of her voice, innocent yet so sensual, the whole production of taking her top off, the feel of those perfectly rounded mounds of exquisite flesh pressed against him and finally, the unveiling of those gorgeous tits was almost too much for Jack to bear. The building load of cum in his balls was begging for release and Andrea was coming real close to making him cum in his pants.

"My God they are so beautiful, you are so beautiful. I loved the way you presented them to me. Andrea you could have any man you want. Don't ever think you have to play second fiddle to Natalie again."

Jack knew at that very moment he found Billy Ray's stripper.

"I know Natalie will be away for the next two weeks on vacation with her family. I want you to come over tomorrow after she leaves so I can introduce you to the someone who will make sure everything will go smoothly for you at college. In exchange, you will need to do him and me a favor. You need to trust me on this."

Again he kept his eyes focused on hers. She got over the first hurdle, much better than he could have expected. He would build her trust and confidence so that she would never question any request. And for right now, as bad as he wanted to fondle those luscious swells, tweak her nipples until they grew and stiffened to granite like hardness, see how wet she was getting, Jack would restrain himself. But he was going to tell her how much she turned him on.

"Natalie will be home soon so hurry put your top back on. We'll have our pizza and you girls will head for home. But I want you to know as soon as you leave, I'm going to bring your photo back up so I can look at you and cum. Will knowing I'm doing that get you wet?"
 
Andrea stood astonished for a moment.

"You're going to cum? because of me? looking at my picture?" The beaming smile of pure happiness explained better than words how she felt about that.

She could think of no higher compliment and quickly picked up her bikini top and tied it in place.

Looking round his office she saw the pad of paper by his computer and went over to scribble on the top sheet, which she tore off and gave him.

"My mobile, incase you want to, you know, send me a tribute photo? I'd treasure it?"

She wasn't sure if she'd gone too far, presumed too much. But it couldn't hurt for him to have her number.

Andrea was happy about the idea of still coming over tomorrow even though Nats would be away. She hadn't expected that, and wouldn't tell Nats. And if Uncle Jack was going to fix her problem with the College tomorrow, that was even better. Sure she could do Jack a favour. She's do anything he said, she'd already agreed to that.

"I'm really hungry for pizza!"
 
Jack took the paper with Andrea's number. She wanted a tribute picture. He could feel his cock getting even harder as those words tumbled from her lips. It had been a while since Jack had cum so there would be a enough of a load to hopefully make her happy.

Make her happy. Andrea had not yet let on how this was all making her feel. On the surface, she seemed elated, the thought of men and Jack cumming to her picture brought out a smile of pure bliss. But he needed to know more before he introduced her to Bill Ray. Jack knew that having Billy Ray go to bat for her would ensure her smooth sailing through college. But he also knew that Billy Ray would want to sample the goods. Jack would make sure that if that happened it wouldn't be until after the party and Jack would be there to make sure Andrea would be Ok with it.

He knew nothing of her sexual experience. If this was going to work, he needed to know if this was something she wanted, something she would grow to crave and need more daring adventures. Knowing what a tribute photo was and wanting one was a encouraging indication. In the end, however, Jack's ultimate pleasure and sexual high was all predicated on Andrea's own sexual satisfaction. For without knowing this was all something she couldn't live without, he would never be happy.

"I'd love to send you a tribute photo and this one will have a huge load of cum covering it. My cum, all for and because of you Andrea. I know you said you would treasure it but I need to know more. Will it make you want to touch yourself, bring yourself to orgasm? You've had orgasms before haven't you? Just text me back after I send you the tribute. I'll be thinking of nothing but that till then."

Just then they heard the door open and Natalie bitching about how she had to wait.

'I'm hungry too. Let's go eat."
 
"Yay! Pizza time!" she replied, and scampered out of his office and down the stairs.

"Nats, WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN? Its been ages, and I'm starved! I was just asking Uncle Jack if we should send out a search party!"

"you wouldn't believe the idiots they got making pizzas these days! They got the collection wrong by like an hour! I almost came straight home! Anyway, what did Uncle Jack want you for?"

"Oh, he has a friend who knows a friend who might be able to write a testimonial for me to help my college application, and they needed to know what to write. Its fun writing your own testimonial!" The lie came easily to Andrea, and sounded plausable, at least to her own ears.

"UNCLE JACK!" Natalie called, and the two girls went in to the kitchen to pour more soda and open up the pizza box.

While they were getting things ready, Andrea thought again what Jack had said to her.

That he'd send her a tribute photo, with a really big load on it! All for her! And he wanted to know about her orgasming .. well she'd tell him about that when she replied to his Tribute. She was getting excited, and wriggled a bit on her stool as they finished setting out the pizza and waited for Jack.

"Andi, do you need the bathroom?" Natalie asked, eyeing her.
 
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Jack was amazed and pleasantly surprised at how quick and convincing Andrea's story to Natalie had been. Both she and he went through dinner without the slightest hint of what had transpired while Natalie was away. The girls chatted about boys, Natalie's upcoming trip and just stuff that they found interesting. Jack sat there, sipping a nice Cab, thinking about how good it would feel to cum all over Andrea's picture.

It was almost nine before they left. Jack poured himself another glass of wine and sat on the couch recapping today's events. Never in a million years would he thought all of this happening when he got out of bed this morning. Looking at this watch, he knew Andrea would be home by now. Jack pictured her lying on her bed, phone in hand waiting for his text. The yearning he felt in his loins could not go unattended any longer.

When he got to his computer he brought up Andrea's picture. He stared at it for a moment then thought it was just a few scant hours ago those firm perky tits were pressed up against him. After printing a color image, he took it to his Xerox machine and enlarged it.

Stripping off his shorts and boxer briefs, Jack's cock stood at attention, a six inch column of turgid flesh. Placing the photo on the bed, he began stroking slowly at first. He wanted to make this last but knew that was a pipedream. He imagined placing his cock between those breasts, tit fucking her, telling her how he was going to give her a pearl necklace.

Jack stroked harder and faster, his breathing coming in short audible spurts, his heart pounding. Then the wonderful moment where everything just froze, his whole body tensed like a coiled spring then a loud grunt and, at last, ecstasy.

The first spurt sent a ribbon of hot creamy jizz across the top of the picture. Jack positioned his cock directly above the pictures and deposited his remaining seed on her face and belly.

He was surprised at intensity of his orgasm and the amount of cum now running down the length of the photo. With unsteady legs, he got his phone snapped a picture and texted the following message.

andrea here is ur tribute. this was the most intense and best orgasm ive had in quite some time. i know ill do it again before morning. ur so hot, so sexy, i cant stop thinking about u. u made me so happy and i want u to be just as happy too. il lbe thinking about u, looking at ur tribute, touching urself until u cum and are just as happy as i am. i'll text u in the am. sweet dreams jack

Jack downloaded the picture and punched send. Now he'd wait for her reply hoping that she was as happy and satisfied as he was right now.
 
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After they finished the pizza, all behaving very normally, Andrea changed out of her bikini and into her jeans and t shirt, and got a lift with Natalie to go home.

They chatted away in the car, Nats excited about her holiday and chatting about what she'd wear at the beach, her new tops and shorts, and Andrea encouraged her.

There was a point where Natalie said how sorry she was that Andrea wouldn't be using Jack's pool for a couple of weeks, and Andrea just said she'd find a way to cope.

Once home, Andrea said hi to mum and dad, explained she'd eaten with Natalie, and went up to her room, sat on her bed, and opened up her tablet, with her mobile next to her.

While waiting for Jack to send her the picture as promised she started looking things up on the internet and soon stumbled across some very interesting sites that talked about the kinds of things shhe was feeling. It was all very educational!

Just then her phone buzzed, and there was Uncle Jack's message.

Andrea suddenly got excited again, as all the feelings from earlier rushed back.

andrea here is ur tribute. this was the most intense and best orgasm ive had in quite some time. i know ill do it again before morning. ur so hot, so sexy, i cant stop thinking about u. u made me so happy and i want u to be just as happy too. il lbe thinking about u, looking at ur tribute, touching urself until u cum and are just as happy as i am. i'll text u in the am. sweet dreams jack

Andrea transferred the image he'd sent to her tablet so she could see more clearly.

That was a LOAD of cum! Wow, the guy could produce! Andrea couldn't help wonder what it would be like to feel all that sperm spurt over her for real, on her belly, her face, her tits. Her hand was between her legs now that she'd taken her jeans off, rubbing up and down, round in circles, sometimes her whole pussy, sometimes pressing her panties into her folds, getting faster and faster as she imagined Uncle Jack jerking off just for her. She was saving this picture, and wondered if she should upload the tribut pic alongside her original, all the while rubbing herself, getting wetter and hotter. Soon she had the picture uploaded, with comments turned on, and staring at the sperm splattered image brought herself higher and higher until mmmmmmmmm, yes, she felt that release of tension.

Mmm, that had been nice.Looking down at herself she giggled, and took a quick pic on her phone.

She then sent a text to Uncle Jack with the pic attached:

'Hi Uncle Jack, u cum loads! Go u! I luv the pic n cumd maself ... yep i touch evry day n cum xxx tq'

She sent both the message and her pic, then stripped naked, wrapped a towel loosely round herself and padded down the landing to take a shower.
 
Jack's phone pinged signaling an incoming message from Andrea. As he read, he felt his cock begin to stir. It had been a little over an hour since he came, but reading that Andrea loved the picture and came to it, made him want to cum again. His hand drifted down to his crotch and he began to stroke his member as he read the message again.

The thought of her rubbing herself to orgasm every day was definitely a turn on. Then he noticed she had attached a photo. When the image of her soaked panties appeared on his tablet, Jack's cock grew even harder and he pumped faster. My God, he thought, that is so hot. He was going to cum again but he forced himself to stop.

He sent the attachment to his printer, made an enlarged copy and placed the photo on his bed. Standing over it just as he did with Andrea's first picture, Jack rubbed his cock harder and harder. Another load of cum surged from his balls begging for escape. With a final stroke followed by a loud grunt, his cock began to pulsate dumping a load of cum directly on the picture where it pooled on top of the panties.

Grabbing his phone, he snapped another picture and starting typing.

look what u made me do. that is the hottest pic ever. u make me so hard and cum a lot.the man from the college would luv to see this. im going to send it to him now. he'll be sending u another tribute so u can cum some more. trust me on this andrea. jack

Jack hit send and quickly composed a text to Billy Ray and attached the picture. Before the night was up, Andrea would be receiving another cum covered photo. He was hoping that he would hear from her again before morning,with more details and more pictures.
 
By the time Andrea got back from her shower there was another message on her phone.

It was from Uncle Jack. She sat on her bed, naked but wrapped in a towel, and read it through. Then read it again.

the man from the college would luv to see this. im going to send it to him now. he'll be sending u another tribute so u can cum some more

Had Jack already sent he man from the college a copy of her topless pic, from the website, or was he just sending a copy of her wet panties??

Should she be offended? Jack said, trust him. That meant he knew what he was doing. And he promised to fix everything, didn't he?

Her heart beat faster, the stakes raised, as she thought about someone else who would know her, also seeing her naughty photos..

How did she feel about it? Actually, it was pretty hot, once the shock died down.

She went back into the bathroom and took two new photos.

She then sent Uncle Jack a new text:

'Hi thats cool. send him woteva u like. Tell me wen yr doin it n will do it at same time. 2 more 4 u, A xx' attached the 2 pictures and pressed SEND
 
It didn't take Billy Ray long to respond to Jack's message. About five minutes after he sent the text, Jack's phone rang. It was Billy Ray, calling to get all the details. Jack spent about 15 minutes explaining his plan, assuring him Andrea would be ready to perform at his party. Billy Ray was more than happy to comply with a photo tribute and couldn't wait to meet Andrea the following evening. Jack ended the call by saying that if every thing fell into place, the next time Billy Ray would cum for Andrea, it wouldn't be on her picture.

While he was talking on the phone, Jack got another text from Andrea. Her message indicated to Jack she was starting to get into this, just as he thought she would. The pictures were hot, she really did have a dynamite body. Jack couldn't help but think ii would look even better dripping with multiple loads of cum. All in good time, he thought, all in good time.

He sat on the edge of his bed and typed another text.

"just finished talkin to my friend. his tribute should be there soon. he thinks ur super hot and cant wait to meet you. says hes got a huge load just for you. tell me what ur thinkin when u get it."

Jack looked at her latest pictures again. Billy Ray was not going to be disappointed. Nor would all the other men Andrea would be shared with over the next couple of weeks.
 
Andrea read Uncle jack's reply. She'd had to wait, but since it seems he'd been on the phone to this mystery fix-it guy, she could forgive him.

Hm, he thought her super hot? She wondered what Uncle Jack had actually sent so far, but then if he sent a tribute back she'd know.

Giggling to herself at their naughty flirtiness, she dropped the towel and went to her closet to get clean pjs. Then she had a very naughty thought. Still naked, she turned out her lights, walked over to open up her curtains, and looked into the street below. No-one about. The houses opposite all had curtains closed or lights out. Good.

Crossing back to her door, she switched on her light, and then went to her closet, chose a pair of t shirt shorts and top, and side on to the window first pulled up the shorts, then tugged the top over her head and into place.

Her heart was racing all the time, and crossing to the door she again turned out the light before returning to the wndow.

Still no life. Phew! She'd got away with it, and grinned to herself. That was an awesome buzz!

She got into bed, slipped her hand inside the shorts, and fell asleep gently masturbating.
 
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