Skinnydipping With Your Kin

1LuckyUncle

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OOC: Troy Denton. 33 years old. 6'2". 195 pounds. Shoulder length blonde hair. Blue eyes.


IC:


When I purchased the old Henderson Estate on the outskirts of town, one of the attractions for me was the isolation. I'm a best selling author, and when I'm working on a new book I don't like any distractions.

The other main selling point was the swimming pool behind the house. I like the water, and this pool was big enough to host Olympic events. And being out in the middle of nowhere I found that I never had to bother with a bathing suit. There's nothing like the feel of water on your bare skin, especially on a hot summer night.

It must have been about 8 in the evening when I decided to go for a dip. I had just finished the final draft of chapter nine, and knew I needed a break. I peeled off my clothes and walked outside naked.

That's when I noticed that the patio lights were on. I also noticed that there was someone in the pool. My niece. I had spoken to her about a month before. At the time, I had extended to her an invitation to come over and use the pool whenever she wanted. After a few days went by I had come to think that she wouldn't ever take me up on the offer. I had completely forgotten about it.

As happy as I was to see her, I suddenly remembered my extreme state of undress. But before I could sneak back into the house she looked up and saw me.
 
Lauren

ooc: Lauren Denton. 18 years old, 4’11, 97 lbs, d-cup breasts, long dark brown hair.

ic:

A couple of weekends ago, my Uncle Troy bought the house on the other side of the woods from my house. It was so big, and my friends and I used to sneak over and skinny dip in the pool when nobody owned it. Uncle Troy offered to let me use the pool whenever I wanted, but I never made it over there because I had just graduated high school, and was spending a lot of time with my boyfriend. :)

Today, Jimmy broke up with me. I was so sad, I cried for hours. Finally I decided that I would sneak across the woods and take a swim ... that should calm me down a little. I don’t know what I saw in my ex-, he was terrible in bed, and had a little dick, but at least I was getting some. Anyways, I open my drawer and look for a bikini (wearing sexy clothes can make a girl feel good after a break up). I pull out one of my favorites, assuming it won’t fit.

The bikini is white, and made for small c-cups, which mine were until I started on the pill. I pull the bottoms up, and realize that they don’t cover much. The flimsy material barely covers my slit, and it’s clear that I’m completely shaved. I hold up the bra and laugh a little. The strings barely come together in the back, and I struggle to tie them together. When I get them on, my big boobs look like they’re struggling to escape (and maybe if uncle troy isn’t around, I’ll let them). I look like a total slut, but right now, that’s exactly what I want ... fuck Jimmy.

I throw on a pair of shorts and a t-shirt, and grab a towel on my way out the door. I walk along the path, and come out next to Uncle Troy’s patio. I turn the patio lights on, and warm up the hot tub. I look over at his house, and don’t see any lights on. I strip out of my shorts and t-shirt, and adjust my top, my nipple having slipped out. I step into the shallow end of the pool. It is much colder than I thought it would be, and my nipples become rock hard almost instantly. I dunk myself under, and come up, shaking the water out of my hair. I swim over to the edge, and climb out, dangling my legs in the pool and watching the last of the sun slip out of the sky.

After a few minutes, I hear a noise behind me. I turn quickly. “Hi Uncle Tr ...” I trail off as I see that he is totally naked. At first I’m a little embarrassed and turn my head, then I catch a glimpse of his cock and I stare. His limp cock is bigger than my ex’s was when erect. I know it’s wrong, but I’m becoming aroused looking at my Uncle.
 
Uncle Troy

“Hi Uncle Tr ...” was all the little angel managed to get out before she was struck mute. I could tell that Lauren was as embarrassed to catch me as I was to be caught.

The proper thing to do would be to dash back into the house and throw on some clothes, and then to come back out and act like nothing had ever happened. But I had a sense that if I did that, the incident would remain unspoken between us like a giant elephant in the room. Things would never be the same between us.

So I decided to go another way. I decided to act like nothing out of the ordinary had happened. Like walking around naked was the most natural thing in the world to me.


"Hey, sweetheart," I said. "It's nice of you to visit your old uncle. It get's lonely out here. How's the water? Not too cold for you, I hope. I like it cold"


I could tell how cold the water was just by looking at her. Her suit clung to her tight curves, and her taut nipples were dark circles poking out of the light material.

Lauren and I had always had a close relationship as she grew, but I suddenly realized that I had never looked at her objectively, with the eyes of a man rather than the eyes of an uncle.

She was still the tiny little thing that I had cradled in my arms, but while I wasn't paying attention she had filled out in all the right places.

My niece had grown into an absolutely breathtaking young woman.

I suddenly realized that this wasn't the most opportune moment for me to be naked, because my brain wasn't the only part of my body to see Lauren in a new light.

Like Man had been doing for the last 80,000 years, I found responding to the sight of a pretty girl. It didn't seem to matter that the pretty girl was my own flesh and blood...
 
Lauren

He simply stands there, his large cock growing larger and larger. The tube of flesh extends up from between his thighs, and the head deepens to a dark purple as it points right at me.

I tear my gaze from his engorged tool, and turn away, bringing my hands up to unsuccesfully cover myself up. "Uncle Troy, I ... you should put some clothes on. I should go. Sorry." My ex is quickly wiped from my mind, and all I can think about is the powerful shaft my uncle is wielding. My nipples harden, and my pussy dampens, but I know it's wrong.

Seconds ago, I had never had a sexual thought for my uncle, now I can't keep his image from my mind. What does it feel like? What does it taste like? "Uncle Troy, please." I turn away from him as I stand up, inadvertantly bending at the hips, pointing my g-string clad ass back at him. As I turn around, my breast pops out of my top again, the hardened nipple breaking free. "Oh god," I mumble as I fight to slip it back in the confines of the bikini.

A drop of precum forms from at the slit of his cock, and I can't help but stare as it seems to drip in slow motion, leaving a damp spot on the patio floor.
 
Uncle Troy

"I think it's a little late for me to put some clothes on, don't you think?" I laughed. "My dignity's gone. I've got nothing left to hide. And I really wish you'd stay."

I tried to put her at ease, but I could tell she was still flustered. She tried not to look at me, but somehow she couldn't stop herself from sneaking peeks. And her nervous glances seemed to fixate on a particular portion of my anatomy.

I should have been ashamed of myself. So why wasn't I?

While she fidgeted, Lauren had a wardrobe malfunction of her own, revealing more of her creamy skin and a fleeting glance at a dark nipple. A quick adjustment and she was covered again, but I couldn't deny that I liked what I saw.

Without another word, I dashed past her and dove into the pool. The water was both chilly and bracing, a severe shock to my system. To my surprise, it didn't have the same effect as a cold shower. I was still very aroused. At that moment I realized it was more than simple biology. It was more specific. It ran deeper.

It was Lauren. She turned me on. I wanted her.

And no guilt came with the thought.

I swam four full laps while I planned my next course of action. I was at home in the water. My body was lean and well-muscled. While I swam I could feel my niece's eyes on me. Never leaving. There was nothing standing between her and escape, yet she stayed. That had to mean something.

After my last lap, I swam toward her.

"There's nothing that feels as wonderful as water against your bare skin, sweetheart," I said. "It's so natural. Tell me, Lauren. Have you ever skinnydipped?"
 
Lauren

Uncle Troy dives into the pool, and begins swimming a few laps. ‘How can he be so comfortable with this? Maybe he doesn’t want anything sexual, an erection isn’t something you can control ...’ I think to myself, trying to justify the situation. ‘He hadn’t made any sexual advances on me, so maybe he was just trying to act comfortable with an awkward situation.’

As I watch his lean muscular body cut through the pool, I decide that nothing is wrong with being here with Uncle Troy. I may even be able to get a few more glimpses at that incredible cock, and use the memories later that night. He swims a few laps and comes up to the edge of the pool, looking up at me.

"There's nothing that feels as wonderful as water against your bare skin, sweetheart," he says. "It's so natural. Tell me, Lauren. Have you ever skinnydipped?"

I come to the decision that if he’s ok with this, so am I. In fact, maybe I can give him a taste of his own medicine and tease him a little bit, make him a little uncomfortable. “Come on, Uncle Troy, I’m 18 years old, of course I’ve skinnydipped before.” This isn’t exactly true, but Uncle Troy has a habit of giving me a hard time on stuff like that.

I reach behind my back and untie my top. I don’t remove it, but let the material hang off my breasts. “Don’t look Uncle Troy, I’ll start thinking you’re a dirty old man.” I turn my back to him and remove the top, walking away from him to place it on one of the lounge chairs. My breasts suddenly seem too big, on my tiny frame, and I become a little self conscious, afraid that Uncle Troy will make fun of them. ‘It’s too late to be worried about that now, girl,’ I think to myself. I slide the bikini bottom down, bending at the waist in a move that Jimmy loved. I know that Uncle Troy can see my pussy between my thighs, and the outer halves of my breasts.

I straighten up and turn around, one arm covering my tits, and my other hand between my legs so he can’t see my pussy. I walk back to the pool, keeping my eyes on him, and climb in slowly, removing my hands once my nipples touch the cool water.

“This is nice, Uncle Troy.”
 
Uncle Troy

After I invited Lauren to join me, it didn't take her long to make up her mind. I wasn't surprised that my niece would take me up on my offer -- Lauren had always had a strong sense of adventure. But I did wonder how far she was willing to go.

She reached behind her back to unhook her bikini top. Then she froze.

“Don’t look Uncle Troy, I’ll start thinking you’re a dirty old man.” I turned away quickly, but not too far away. The truth was I was a dirty old man. I wanted to watch.

Lauren dropped her top, then bent down and peeled off her bikini bottom. It slide down her shapely legs like a movie in slow motion. Totally bare, she stood for a moment like a work of fine art while she gathered her courage.

She turned, and I looked away. I knew I was too slow. I knew she had caught me. But I was beyond caring. Covering up as best she could, she walked toward the edge of the pool. She entered from the shallow end. As she walked toward me more of her lush body was swallowed up by the water. Lucky water. It was only when the water reached her shoulders that she removed her hands.

“This is nice, Uncle Troy.” she said.

"Very nice," I agreed readily. I wondered if she knew that I wasn't talking about the water.

For a time we floated in silence. I want her to get comfortable. With the water. With the nudity. Mostly with the nudity. Now that everything I wanted was less than three feet away, I wasn't sure how to proceed. I knew I was entering dangerous territory. One misstep and it could all go terribly, terribly wrong.

I decided I was thinking too much. What I needed to do was swim. After two laps Lauren decided to join me. I had taught Lauren how to swim when she was a little girl. I knew she could keep up with me without much effort. For a few minutes we just enjoyed the feel of the water against our bare flesh. The more we swam, the more our bodies seemed to fall into sync. Soon, it was like we were a single swimmer. Inevitably, our bodies touched. My erection brushed against her soft, soft skin. I waited for her to pull away.

She didn't.
 
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