Just A Family Affair (closed for landiek)

BurningMonkey

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Peter had been watching his niece Merissa all weekend. Not overtly, but still...

She had grown into a sexy beauty, the type with a fully-rounded figure and a bright, winning smile, a vivacity that one didn't encounter everyday. It had been several years since he had seen her last; he had moved out-of-state for a while, and remembered her as a lanky, gawky teen, all elbows and knees and braces, thinking she should be acting more like a grown-up but unsure exactly how grown-ups should act.

Boy, what a difference a few years had made...

He had always had an affection for her; she was sweet, and sunny, and enthusiastic about life. But now he had to admit that there were...other thoughts mingled in, thoughts of tits, and ass, and wondering what her pussy would feel like gripping his cock. He wasn't particularly proud of such thoughts, but reality was reality, and he had always been honest with himself, at least. He sometimes struggled with which set of feelings was uppermost in his mind at any given moment.

He glanced around again, reflexively, and noticed that she wasn't where she had been a moment ago with her "boyfriend" Thad. What a loser. Brash, crude, obviously disinterested in her family or this reunion or engaging with anyone who wasn't Merissa. He didn't know where she'd picked him up, but he hoped for her sake she would put him back down again soon.

Looking around, he saw Thad leading Merissa down towards the boathouse. Partly out of concern for Merissa, and partly--he admitted to himself--out of prurient interest, he followed at a distance. The rest of the family was engaged in some contest or other mainly aimed at the younger children, something he'd made no secret about his not being interested in participation years ago. No one expected him to attend, and he wouldn't be missed.

As he approached the boathouse, he heard sounds coming from inside, sounds he thought he recognized from his years in the Navy stationed in the Mediterranean, sounds he'd heard often in the alleys and doorways of Barcelona and Naples late at night--the sounds of men and women making whoopee where there wasn't a convenient room to be had.

He crept nearer and cautiously peeked in the window...
 
Merissa was Pam and Jacob's only daughter of four children. She was making rounds at this particular reunion because she was old enough to legally drink.

Merissa stands five foot six now compared to the runt she thought she was. Her green eyes were shining brightly as she visits one cousin and another. This was her best reunion and she was introducing her boyfriend, Thad.

It was pretty clear that he was bored with the family and questions. Several times he remarked that he had better things to do then be here at her family picnic.

Merissa ran a hand in her light strawberry blonde hair untwisting the braid hanging to her mid back. Thad was quickly becoming a pain in the ass. A few times she was tempted to tell him off but didn't want to embarrass her family.

Thad kisses her full lips as he tugs her away from the crowd. Its obvious that his mind is on her body under the guazy top over camisole bra and denim skirt. Those diamond stud earrings and a gold promise ring was the only jewelry Merissa was allowed to wear in public.

Once more Thad urges Merissa to sneak away. With the threat of breaking up Merissa concedes to slip off somewhere more private. The boathouse seemed ideal and it takes kisses and rubbing to get the top off and the skirt was at her feet.

"Come on rissa take off those panties and spread your ass. I'll be gentle.. I promise... no one will know... come on baby.. let me show you what momma and daddy have been keeping you from.. let's fuck.." Thad urges between kisses and grinding along her flushed skin.
 
Peter couldn't believe what he was seeing: Merissa with her top open, her bra off, her skirt in a pool on the floor, and Thad with his pants around his ankles and his stiff cock sticking out, one hand mashing one of those gloriously rounded melons while the other worked down below, rubbing and kneading Merissa's sweet-looking snatch.

One part of his mind said, Do something! Make some noise, interfere, interrupt--your niece is being sexually molested! But Merissa didn't look like an unwilling participant, her head thrown back, eyes closed, lips slightly parted as she clung to Thad's shoulders.

Another part of his mind said, Walk away. She's of legal age, and she's capable of making her own decisions. If she wants to do the dirty with her boyfriend, who are you to say or do anything? Which would be the decent thing to do.

And yet another part of his mind said, Wow! This is GREAT!! Check out those tits, and that ass! Watch! Watch and enjoy! He'd always enjoyed watching porn, especially if the girl was hot, and Merissa was definitely hot. Where was the harm in just watching for a while? It would give him fantasy fodder for stroking off later tonight, and probably for nights to come--all puns intended.

It was the third part that won out in the end.

As he watched he started rubbing his rapidly-hardening tool through his pants. He would have to be careful not to cum, though--he didn't need any tell-tale wet spot in his crotch to cause consternation among his relatives. His sister Pam was a decent sort, but kinda uptight when it came to sex.

And then a wicked little thought came creeping in, and he slipped his cell phone out of his pocket and checked the battery. Full. Good.

With one hand still playing with himself, he lifted the little device with the other, pointed the lens through the window, and hit "Record".

With a video of the action, he wouldn't need to use his imagination later...
 
Merissa blushed when Thad uses the vulger word fuck. It was something that seemed wrong to say. "I don't know if I'm ready for this."

Thad smirked. "Babe.. you have a hot bod... I know you were sheltered.. but its okay to play."

His hands were taunting and teasing her body. Merissa was caught in the tangle of emotions. A low moan came out when Thad bent down and was sucking on one of her full breasts.

His fingers jabbing at her cunt were rewarded with a generous glob of quim. He smirked and pushed his cock at her wet cunt lips.

Merissa felt dizzy and protested. " no, I'm not ready... please.."
 
Oh, this is getting good, Peter thought. The window was single-pain glass, so he could hear what they were saying, though muffled somewhat.

He recognized Thad's 'type'; he'd seen enough of them in high school and college and--less often--in the years since. Nice looks, nice body, and supremely confidant that every girl in the world was made for his sexual pleasure. It had always galled him that plenty of girls were willing to fall into that role, and these guys never lacked for pussy--something he admitted he wished had been and was true for himself. Envy played not a small part in his distaste for such men, he knew and accepted.

Merissa was reluctant, but seemed to be weakening. Peter hoped she submitted; that would be perfect for his little private porno. He looked around quickly; he was on the side of the boathouse away from the house, and would most likely hear anyone approaching.

In a quick, gambling decision, he one-handedly unzipped himself and fished out his now fully-erect cock, palming it and stroking it gently, using the already leaking pre-cum to lubricate his gliding fingers.
 
Merissa was worried about several things but with Thad touching her she was unable to concentrate on anything but what he was making her feel.

"Come here, Merissa. Get on your knees and put my cock in your mouth.. make me hard, babe." Thad ordered while guiding her into position.

Merissa sank and slowly put her lips over his cock. She licked at the head and sides. Thad became impatient and shoves her head down nearly causing her to choke. "Yeah.. there .. up and down... make me hard.. so I can fuck that virgin ass."
 
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Oh, man... Peter adjusted the angle so he had a good, clear frame of Merissa's sweet mouth bobbing up and down on Thad's cock. He was still stroking, but he had to be careful...cumming now, even with his dick out, might leave telltale signs on his pants.

But man, maybe half his brain wanted him to, wanted him to gush all over the place. Another part was saying, Wait! Wait! Maybe something better will happen... He hoped so. He certainly did.

And was Thad talking about fucking Merissa in the ass!? That would be too good, too good to miss out on. He could wait, he could hold it...
 
Thad pulled his cock out and smacked Merissa in the face with his swollen rod. "See.. that's what a good blow job creates.. you'll get better at it."

Merissa's cheeks were burning from the popping and she wasn't sure if she wanted to have Thad go any further. "Don't hit me."

Thad grabbed her hair tight and growled. "Bitch, I will do whatever I want. Turn around and open that ass before I change my mind and pop that cherry."
 
Peter was growing alarmed.

Up until now it had just been playtime...a little rough, maybe, bot not outside the limits of what he'd heard of other couples doing.

But what he was hearing now was verging on rape, and that would, in his opinion, cross the line. He wasn't about to let his niece, whom he genuinely cared about, be abused by a thug like Thad.

He should say something, do something, make some noise to interrupt things. But then he thought, Well, if she really doesn't mind, and this is all part of a role-play, then she wouldn't be thanking me if I stop it... Not that she would ever know, probably. But still...how was he to know for sure?

He resolved to wait just a bit longer. If she really protested, or physically struggled, he would take some action. In the meantime, the camera was still rolling.
 
Merissa turned and leaned forward into the rail. Her face was still red but she wasn't crying or screaming cause that just makes Thad get bent out of shape and Merissa couldn't afford losing a boyfriend at the reunion.

Thad smacked her ivory ass cheeks before pushing his length inwards. He pushed her shoulders down so her ass was sticking up. "Seee... doesn't this feel good."

Merissa hissed as it wasn't as fun as last time. When it was strictly just a few fingers rubbing her anal ring. In fact this time it hurt the deeper he pushed himself into her channel. "Not so fast... Thad... that hurts..."

Thad squirted some lotion at her plugged hole. Slowly he pulls out and then in dragging the creamy liquid into her gaping hole. "Does this help... hmmm... make my babe happy.."

Merissa gritted her teeth as the lotion burned her sensative walls. "No..it doesn't.."

Thad ignored her complaints and proceeded to pound away into her backdoor making sure he crammed every inch of himself into her now deflowered hole. Next stop was taking the important cherry.. her cunt.
 
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Peter's alarm had subsided somewhat, but he was still concerned. Merissa had turned to the wall seemingly willingly, so this wasn't rape as he understood it. But still...

His hard-on had wilted somewhat, and he tucked it back into his pants and zipped up. It was still hot to watch, but he would reserve judgment. If his niece was smiling at the end, all would be okay. If not, he would erase the recording, and see what he could do to make Thad's life miserable.

But he did like the sight of Marissa's firm, round cheeks spread to accept a pounding cock. Not enough to get him hard again, but she did have a nice ass... And the way her tits swayed with each thrust was in itself entrancing.

In the meantime, the camera was still rolling. Peter checked the battery; still plenty of juice left.
 
Merissa felt Thad cum in two long blasts. It was that moment she decided to make her feelings known. "You must feel better.. at least you got your jollys.. but all I have is a sticky mess and sore butt cheeks."

Thad smirks. "Those are the breaks babe.. if you weren't such a prude about sex it wouldn't hurt so much."

"You're such a bastard." Merissa complained as she was taking a baby wipe and cleaning up.

Thad smacked her butt again. "So tonight after the movie..I'm plowing your other hole, right."

Merissa yelped and whirled around to look into his eyes. "No you're not. I'm not going."
 
Peter turned off the cellphone camera; the show was over. But he'd gotten a nice, long look at Merissa's assets, and that would be good for later. He could always turn off the sound to kill Thad's annoying voice, maybe even buy some editing software to crop him out of frame...

He was still semi-hard from earlier, but the exchanges between Merissa and the loser had dampened his ardor a lot. He liked her, and seeing her mistreated rubbed him wrong. Still, it wasn't his life or his place to do or say anything. She was old enough to make her own decisions--and her own mistakes.

He was about to sneak away when Merissa got angry and told Thad she wasn't going to the movie with him. He decided to stick around, even though now the danger of being caught was high; they could leave at any time. Thad struck him as the type that didn't take well to being told 'no', and Peter wouldn't put it past Thad getting ugly physically. If that happened, Peter would intervene, and explanations as to why he was there and what he was doing be damned; he'd deal with that when it came around.
 
Thad reacted as expected, in a downright fit of anger. His lip curled with a grunt as he fired a volley of names at her. "Bitch! Fucking whore... You aren't telling me no slut. If anything you should be grateful I'm taking the time to be at your little family gathering cause if you had put me off once more. You would have gotten the same lesson Julie Porter received"

Merissa paled and pulled back. Fear showed in her face as the memory of Julie came back. "You did that!"

Thad smirked again and didn't confirm anything letting Merissa think whatever just so she would do as he demanded.
 
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Okay, this has gone far enough, Peter thought. He didn't know who Julie Porter was, and frankly didn't care. The look of alarm and real fear on Merissa's face was enough for him. This had to end, and now.

Taking about ten big steps away from the boathouse, he began walking noisily towards it. "Merissa?" he called, as if looking for her. "Merissa? Ashley wants you to come help her with the game..." Ashley was one of the younger cousins, and she doted on Merissa.

Maybe it wasn't the best ploy he could have come up with, but it was the best one at hand at the moment.
 
Merissa heard her uncle's voice and grabbed her clothing. She was quickly getting dressed so she could escape from Thad's attitude.

Thad grabbed her arm and hissed. "I mean it you had better be at the movie theater."

"I can't." Merissa fibbed. "I promised aunt Sue I'd watch her boys."

Thad became angry once.morel. "You're getting lax on your word
again."

Merissa shrugs and quickly calls out. "I'm coming Uncle Peter."

Merissa bolted from the boathouse while fixing her top. She absently slammed into her uncle's chest and fell backwards as her breasts spilled out of her torn bra. Now she is really embarrassed.
 
Peter was unprepared for Merissa's hasty exit out the door, and the collision almost knocked him from his feet. It did knock Merissa back, landing on her rump in the grass. As she did, her boobs popped completely out of her bra, and he could clearly see her nipples through the filmy material of her top.

Whoa!, he thought, and was instantly hard again. Such nice tits... What he wouldn't give to suck on one of those perky nipples for a while, cup and fondle and bounce those soft, squishy, rounded orbs in his palms. He had a sudden mental image of her riding his cock cowgirl, wearing the top but nothing else, her boobs bouncing up and down as she impaled herself again and again, strawberry blonde hair loose and hanging disheveled around her shoulders...

He pushed it away with effort and bent over to hold out his hand to help her, trying his best not to lock eyes on her exposed mammaries. "Hey! Are you all right?"
 
Merissa's face burned with shame but her uncle gave her enough respect to help as Thad glares at her from the doorway.

"Guess you'll miss tonight. I could ask Linda Powers to go, she'll be more fun then going stag." Thad taunted hoping she would start behaving and promise to be there.

Merissa took a breath as his words cut to the quick. She wanted to change her mind but lie was already said and she couldn't fall prey to Thad's plans of bodily abuse. Instead she turned her head to hide the tears forming ready to stain her face burned.

Thad threw one last crude remark. "Jeez Merissa, you don't have to such an exhibitionist. Cover up before you give the old man an erection. "

Merissa grabbed her top and tugged it up as she came off the ground. "You can leave Thad.. don't let me detain you from your other plans."

Thad waved and walked back to his car as Merissa broke down and sobbed at her own stupidity. How could she give him up so easily when he was the first boy that ever showed an interest in her.
 
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Peter was at a loss. As The Asshole Of The Western World walked away, Merissa broke down crying. "Aw, honey, there...there..." he said as he gathered her into his arms and let her sob against his chest. It was a heartfelt gesture, the sincerity of which was compromised by the feel of her generous melons being pressed against him tightly.

Thad hadn't been wrong; Peter already still had a half-boner from watching through the window, and the sight of her boobs spilling out and now the feel of them pressed against him did the rest--he was hard as a pipe. While still holding her he tried to adopt a body angle that wouldn't have it pushing insistently against her, but he didn't know how successful he was and he couldn't spend any more time thinking about it, not with Merissa getting the front of his shirt wet...

"It's okay, principessa" he crooned, using the Italian nickname he'd given her when she was little. He'd heard it in a movie once, and liked the sound of it. It meant "princess". "Don't cry over him. He's an asshole. You don't need to be with him; you're pretty, and sunny, and you'll find another guy, a guy that treats you better...it's okay...it's all right..."

He rocked and crooned and rubbed his hand up and down her back, soothingly. Other than that, he didn't know what to do; he'd never had kids of his own, and his dealings with women had all been of a more... mature nature.
 
try number six

Merissa felt some comfort in her uncle's arms and his soft voice uttering her childhood nickname always made whatever was wrong seem less important.

Still her arms were around his shoulders and the tears had stopped falling. "No, there won't.. I'm not pretty like the others.. and I don't play around... I'm hopeless."

Merissa sighed softly and muttered "why can't I find someone like you my age."
 
"Oh, there's nobody around like me anymore; they broke that mold," Peter said, holding her away a little bit and smiling down into her face. "Whether they broke it before they made me or after is still a matter of hot debate in the family..." The little joke had its effect, as intended, and she smiled a little. Not much, but it was a start.

"And don't you talk mean about my favorite niece, either!" he said with mock severity. "She is pretty, and smart, and kind, and sweet, and a joy to be around." He wisely didn't comment on her confession about 'not playing around', since even now with her soft, warm, round boobs pressed against him that was exactly what he was thinking about doing.

"And if you say anything bad about her again, I'll have to take you over my knee and paddle you good!" Oh, that was a mistake... A sudden mental image of her round, firm cheeks naked under his hand just made his pudgy jump and twitch more.

He broke the hug and indicated they should start back up to the cottage. "I have to go into town and buy some stuff," he said. "If you're not doing anything special, do you wanna come along?"
 
Merissa smiled at her uncle and his one of a kind remark. She would never tire of his charm or his sincerity of love.

Peter's compliments made Merissa confident but only a little. In her own opinion she was too full chested, not as smart as some of her cousins who skipped grades, or as pretty as Linda the family's beauty queen and spoiled brat.

Merissa looked into his eyes and grimaced. "What if I really need one?"

Merissa nodded as he gave her a chance to regroup her emotions or cause her mother to ask embarrassing questions about Thad's sudden absence..

"How soon were you planning to leave for the store?"
 
"Actually, right now," Peter replied.

All the way back up to the cottage Peter's mind was swimming with the events of the past few minutes: Thad's callousness, Merissa's distress...but his thoughts returned again and again to Merissa's big, soft, round melons dangling and swaying hypnotically as Thad pumped his rod in and out of her ass, and the feel of them pressed against him in the aftermath.

He checked in with his sister to get the list of things he was to buy, and to tell her he was taking Merissa with him so she wouldn't wonder about her daughter's whereabouts. That done, he headed to his car, Merissa following.

This was the first time the reunion had been held at this particular location. In the past it had been held at one or another of the family homes, but as the family grew that had become more and more stressful for the host family and coordination of accommodations had become a hassle. They had decided to try something different this year, and so had rented this place for the week.

It was listed as a "cottage", but it was more like a multi-bedroom house, really, with common rooms downstairs and several sleeping rooms up. The families had all pitched in for it, but judging from the complaints he'd heard from many about the expense, it would probably be the last time they did it.

On the way into town Peter was silent. Finally he pulled into one of the small lanes that farmers use to access their fields, shut off the car, and said, "Merissa, can we talk?"
 
Merissa was grateful for the chance to get away from everything. Plus not having to talk to her parents saved her to come up with a fib to cover questions concerning Thad.

Getting in the car Merissa thought about what she was going to do about school and the rest of her future. It was about twenty minutes later when she notices the car turns off the main drag.

"Is something wrong with your car?" Merissa asks. Now she gulps hard recalling her reference to a spanking. "Sure.. we can.. talk.."
 
Peter had just about used up all of his courage just pulling off the road. He wasn't sure he had enough to carry through with the wild idea that had come to him on the way into town. But he was committed, now, and determined to see it through. His hands were sweaty, his heart beating fast.

"I, uh...I have a confession to make," he began. "Back there, at the boathouse...when you, uh, fell, you know? and your, uh...your boobs popped out..." He swallowed, then went on, "It, uh...well, it really...turned me on. To see them. Your boobs."
 
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