When the sun Sets. (Closed)

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Jacob Collins was a retired SF soldier, only having retired a little over a month before. He had joined the military right after graduation, just a few days after turning 18. He had spent his entire twenty year active duty career going to various bases around the world. He would often end up in countries away from the US, so he didn't get to see his extended family very often.

He didn't have a family of his own, but he did have a younger sister who was only a couple of years younger than him. She had rushed things, getting married to her high school sweetheart shortly after she graduated. They had a daughter two years later.

It had been three years since he last saw his niece. Since he had moved back to the states after retirement, he decided it was a good time to try and spend time with her once more. It was at his sister's suggestion that he take her out camping, since that had been something he and his niece had enjoyed in the past. That and it could also be used as an excuse to celebrate his niece graduating from high school.

Three weeks after the graduation, here he was in his SUV pacjed with camping gear halfway between New York City and the Appalachin Moutains, his niece next to him. He knew of a nice nice camping spot in the mountains, one he had gone to in the past when he was by himself. He hoped she would like it.

"Only a couple of more hours till we get there. The site is a little bit of a hike, but we'll make it before the sun goes down."

He smiled over at her for a moment before looking back towards the highway.

"Are you glad to be out of that crowded city?"
 
"Yeah. I'm looking forward to some quiet," Victoria smiled at her uncle and then looked back at the map that indicated where they would be for the next few days. "Wish it could be longer though," one really should be careful about what they wish for.

As they drove, Victoria pulled her long red hair up in a bun and turned on the radio. The first thing that came on was a breaking story about some newly discovered disease. It seemed like every month something new was threatening the health of human kind. Quickly she changed it to a different station. Whatever it was, it wasn't going to effect their trip.

Speaking of, Victoria had been very excited about this trip with her uncle. Ever since she was little he was her favorite person. Then as she got older her feelings.... Shifted. She still loved seeing and talking with him, but she always made sure she was the cost person to hug him hello and the last person to hug him goodbye when he came for visits.

This time was different. This time they were on a trip and it was just the two of them. Her mind was racing with all sorts of thoughts, but honestly she doubted that she would be bold enough to make her feeling known. Didn't matter, she was still going to make the best of it!
 
"You should get all the quiet you like, depending on the animals though. I figured we could do a little fishing, hunting for our food, and a bit of swimming."

The traffic was relatively light considering that it was just after the start of summer. Deciding to get them there a little quicker, he sped up just a little bit so he could pass the slower traffic.

"Anything in particular you want to do? Besides sleep in?"

He laughed and grinned, since he knew he probably be up just after the sun rose.
 
"Actually there is!" She grinned and reached for her backpack. She opened it and pulled out a sketch book. "I wanted to do some sketches of the scenery while we are there so I can add that to my portfolio." Victoria was studying art, she wanted to be an illustrator. Her book was mostly filled but she had another one with her just in case.

"So what have you been up to since I last you? It feels like it's been a while."
 
He chuckled for a moment seeing her notebook and the mention of sketches.

"I'm sure you'll have plenty of time to get a few drawings in. I just want to make sure you have fun this trip."

He was quiet for a few moments as he decided how best to answer.

"Well, the last couple of years I was stationed in Japan. I mostly did mundane work, a little protection detail and such. I am sorry I didn't get to come visit during that time, your mother was a little mad at me for that."

He laughed for a moment before continuing.

"But since I'm retiring now, we should be able to spend more time together. Although I do have to get a job again. Beh."
 
"I want to go to Japan some day. I bet it was awesome." She doubted he did a ton of sight seeing, but still she envied him.

Victoria shifted in her seat so that she was able to look at her uncle. This would probably be the only time where she could get him still enough so she took it and started sketching out his profile. "You could always start your own business. Be your own boss... Settle down, get married, give me some cousins to babysit." She teased him. Her mother was always trying to set him up with someone every chance she got.
 
He laughed for a moment at her suggestions.

"My own business would be fun, but I don't know what to go into. As far as the other stuff, I'll just take things one day at a day. I'm in no rush, unlike your mother it seems."

He reached over and ticked her side for a moment before paying attention to the road again.

"Maybe I'll take you to Japan someday if you are good."
 
Victoria giggled and squirmed from the brief tickling. "You promise?" She smiled up at him. He knew she took promises very seriously. There was certain circumstances where promises could be broken, but the one time he had, she avoided talking to him... Granted she was seven.

"I want to get a real kimono," she had made herself one but it was cotton and didn't have any of the patterns that traditional kimonos had.

The ride continued on and she made more sketches. Victoria talked about being excited to start college next Fall. It was going to be her first time living away from home. It was exciting but she also knew she was going to get homesick. After a while though she ended up napping for the rest of the ride.
 
"I promise."

He smiled for a moment, continuing to drive. He smiled, letting her talk about her plans for college. When she fell asleep, he let her sleep for the rest of the way there.

Once they arrived at the main parking lot for the mountain park, he put the SUV in park. He work her up gently for a moment.

"We've arrived at our first destination. Let's grab our stuff."

When they got out, he opened up the back, pulling out two fully loaded rucksacks. He pulled one on before pulling out his hunting rifle and a couple of collapsible fishing rods.

"Grab your ruck and let's get going."
 
Doing as she was told, Victoria grabbed her things and soon they were on their way. There was only two other cars in the parking lot. It was in the middle of the week, not many campers until the weekend. "Will we have a boat for fishing or will be fish off of the dock?" Hopefully there would be more than just pike in the water. Last time she fished that was all she could catch.

Victoria held onto the map as they made their way to where they planned spot. The trees and plants were beautiful as the light from the leaves came through. Just as her uncle promised, the sun had started to go down the closer they got. Hopefully they could get the tent up before it was too dark.
 
"Well, it's been a couple of years at least since I was last here, so I couldn't tell you how things have changed."

Speaking of changes, he was admiring how his niece had changed during his time away. She had grown up well, looking much like her mother in many ways. He chided himself a bit for staring, but let her lead the way.

He had always enjoyed the outdoors, but it wasn't often he had gotten to camp like this. They soon arrived at the area marked for their campsite. A large picnic table was set beneath a clump of trees for shade, the wood looking well weathered and faded. A large firepit had been dug and set up a few feet from the table. The campsite was only a short distance from a wide, slow moving river which spilled into a much larger lake further down stream.

He went to the picnic table and dropped his ruck on it as he pulled out the tent.

"All I could find was my old two man tent Victoria. I hope you don't mind sleeping close to your Uncle."

He laughed for a moment before pulling out some packaged food and cooking items.

"I'll get the tent set up, so why don't you get the fire going?"
 
Victoria put down her stuff and quickly set out to get some firewood while Uncle Jacob worked on the tent. The idea of being so close to him excited her. When she got back, maybe she could make an innocent suggestion...

After getting one good bundle, she went back and got some more. Better to have more than hunt around for it in the dark. Taking enough wood, she put it into the fire pit and started to work on lighting the kindle. She could have used the matches, but ever since Uncle Jacob taught her how to do it without them, she did it every chance she got.

Once the fire was going she decided to see what her Uncle would say to her idea. She eyed the tent. It was pretty small, which was perfect. "Hey, Uncle Jacob... do you think we should just share a sleeping bag? I mean the tent is so small and it's on less bag we will have to wrap up at the end of the trip. Or we can use it as a blanket!" She smiled at him. Hopefully he said yes.
 
It didn't take him long to get the tent set up. He stood for a moment, looking at the small tent. It was a little snug for a two man, but it would be workable. They could fit two sleeping bags in there, but it would be close quarters for anything else.

Seeing that Victoria was still gathering firewood, he grabbed a pot and went down to the lake. He filled it up with water before bringing it back up and setting it on the table. Deciding to make some beef stew, he pulled out a few of the vegetables from the food bag. He was chopping them up when she came up and smiled, asking her question.

He stopped for a moment, chuckling.

"The tent is a little snug for two sleeping bags. Since I have the bigger one, we can use mine. Care to boil the water on the fire so I can get dinner going?"

He knew if her mother had found out what she suggested, there would be hell to pay.
 
Victoria was beaming. Of course her uncle would never take advantage of the situation, but that didn't mean she wasn't going to enjoy the closeness of their bodies. Good thing she pack her more skimpier pjs... they were not suitable for camping, but she had a feeling that she was going to be kept pretty warm sharing the same sleeping bag.

She started boiling the water and started prepping their food they brought with them. The warmth from the fire felt good, especially as the sun was going down and taking away its warmth.

"Is there anything else I can do?" She approached her uncle, leaning forward she made her already low top even more obvious, just in case he missed how much she had grown over the years.
 
He looked up from chopping the last carrot to see the view she had given him. It definately showed how much she had grown, but he was trying to be good. Well, as good as one can when it comes to family.

"Just set the table. I can handle the stew."

He smiled for a moment before grabbing all the fixings and dropping them in the boiling water. He watched the sun continue going down as he finished cooked up the stew. He carefully picked up the hot pot and took it over to the table.

"Grub's all set. What did you pour for drinks?"
 
Victoria obediently did as she was asked of her uncle. Mentally she was playing the happy homemaker. The settings were across from one another. The smell of the food made her stomach growl. She looked forward to tasting the stew he had cooked up for them. She sat down and waited for him to join her.

"Sadly, we are fresh out of red wine dear uncle," she teased. "We will be sipping on water for the night... And the rest of the trip." She laughed. they were roughing it after all, so that meant no soda either. A cold coke did sound good to her.

"Will there be a story tonight?" She asked him. When she was little and he visited she would always beg for a story. "I'm being playful," she clarified before she started to taste the stew. "This is really good!" Victoria praised her uncle. It really was. There was something about cooking over campfire that made these just taste better.
 
He laughed for a moment at the mention of no wine.

"That's fine. We can always get some later to celebrate. We can't be drunk out here."

He filled up the bowls carefully before setting the pot in the middle of the table as he sat across from her.

"No, no story tonight. However we can swap stories tomorrow night. I figured we could sit by the fire and talk a bit before heading to bed."

He smiled as she praised his cooking as he ate as well.

"Of course. I had to do a lot of cooking on my own. Maybe I could teach you some of my recipes when we have the time."
 
"Then maybe I can come over and cook dinner for you," she teased, but the idea of coming to her uncles place and cooking for him made a soft blush creep up on her cheeks.

Quickly she changed the subject. She talked about a party she went after the last day of school and how much fun that was. She had admitted that there had been beer there but she didn't care for it too much. She scrunched her face as she recalled how the beer tastes.

Once they were done their meal, Victoria helped clean up and then she find a place to change into her rather skimpy pjs. With the sun down, the temperature dropped quickly. Seeing the questioning look from her uncle about her sleep attire she said, "all my long pjs were put away since the end of winter. I'll be ok so long as I stay in the sleeping bag she said sweetly.
 
He gave a little chuckle when she had described how she didn't like the taste of beer. He wasn't a beer drinker himself, knowing it was more of an acquired taste. And he found her choice of sleepwear a little on the unorthdox side. Not that he didn't like seeing his niece in the getup, he knew this was defianate the camping trip not to tell her mother about.

"I wasn't judging you sweetie. I didn't expect you to wear that out here, but I won't stop you. I'll let you get in the tent first."

While letting her arrange things in the tent, he pulled out a pair of flannel pajama bottoms and pulled them on. Seeing that things had settled down in the tent, he peeked his head in.

"All set for me to come in?"
 
"Yep!" She smiled at him. She was laying in the sleeping bag, but she kept it open so he could see her. The way she was laying in a way that looked like her breasts were going to spill out of her top.

If his eyes were roaming her body, here were certainly roaming over his. Once he was inside. She settled and laid down next to her uncle. "Night," she said sweetly before leaning over to kiss his cheek. For a brief moment she had pressed get C cup breasts against his chest, and then she rested back down.
 
He gave a smile at the kiss on his cheek, enjoying the feel of her breasts pressing against him. However he kept his hands to himself, turning over on his side facing away from her. He knew that he was probably going to get some bad ideas, and he wasn't going to do anything to compromise them.

He pulled the flap of the sleeping bag over him, leaving one arm over the top. He slept soundly for most of the night, getting up once to go and take a leak. When he returned, he watched her sleeping for a moment before climbing back in beside her.

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Shortly after midnight, three different biological attacks were started in Las Vegas, New York, and in India. A new strand of a weaponized diesease was carried into a secluded location before the carriers injected themselves with the deadly virus.

The virus was created from a fugus in the natural world that turned it's hosts into zombies. The carriers looked sick to bystanders, and bit those that tried to help.
 
Victoria had actually left her uncle be after the kiss on his cheek. That didn't mean that sleeping Victoria made things any easier. In the night she had curled up next and against his body for warmth. By the time morning came, her arms were wrapped around his body which held herself against him through the rest of the night.

It wasn't until she felt a ray of sun light hit her face that she moaned in displeasure and pressed her face into her uncle's bare chest for a moment she hadn't realized who it was she was pressed against... But then she remembered where she was and who she was with. So she released her uncles body and stretched as she let out a yawn.

"Mmm morning," it was a lot earlier than she was use to getting up. She rubbed her eyes and pulled herself from the sleeping bag and went to go change into a clean set of clothes for the day, completely unaware of what was happening back in the city.
 
To say he didn't enjoy how they ended up would have been a lie. He did enjoy the closeness to his niece, even though he knew it was mostly for warmth.

"Good morning."

He gave a smile for a moment as he watched her leave the tent before getting dressed himself. He got out of the tent and took a few moments to stretch before moving to their stuff. He picked up his rifle and smiled to her.

"I'm going to go and get some meat for lunch sweetie. I'll be back in a bit. Try not to get into too much trouble."

He laughed for a moment before shouldering the rifle and walking into the woods.
 
Victoria pouted at her uncle, "fine but tomorrow I want to go too!" Part of her wanted to push him to take her, but she figured while he was busy hunting... She could take care of a certain need that had been building since yesterday.

As soon as uncle Jacob was out of site, Victoria had slipped back into the tent and into the sleeping bag. Her face pressed into the pillow that her uncles head tested on and she breathed in his scent. She started thinking about what would have happened had her lips landed on his rather than his cheek.

Her hands started touching herself over her clothing. Closing her eyes she cupped her breasts and squeezed them, imagining it was her uncles hands. When she felt her nipples becoming taut she pinched them through her shirt and gave a light tug. This caused a moan to erupt from her. God she needed this.

She pulled up her shirt and bra, letting the air that blew into the tent to hit her warm skin. It felt nice on her semsative buds. With a single finger, she lightly flicked her over her nipple as her other hand was between her legs, rubbing herself. She was getting wet.

Naughty thoughts were filling her head. One thought in particular was a fantasy where she woke up to her uncle touching her breasts and pussy. She could feel him humping her plump ass. He would pull down her shorts, she she pulled down her actual shorts and rolled onto her side, pretending he was behind her and fondling her body.

Victoria moaned as her hand slipped into her panties. She found her burning slit and push two fingers past her folds. As she stroked her clit her hips bucked a bit. Oh if only it was uncle Jacobs hands on her now. Her pussy was leaking her sweet juices and onto the sleeping bag. As she went on, her body writhed more and her moans were getting louder.
 
He took his time stalking through the woods, looking for something to hunt. He did spot a few deer, watching them graze as he decided on weather to bag on or not. He knew it would be a lot of meat for just the two of them, but they could probably take home whatever was left over.

He hit a eight point buck, injuring it. He followed the buck for half a mile before it collapsed by the river. He dragged the deer away from the river and gutted it. He hoisted the buck up on a large rock, letting it bleed out. As he waited, he ate a protein bar and thought of what Victoria had been doing.

He had noticed her flirting, wondering what had brought that on. She was a beautiful young woman, and it had been a while since he had been with a woman. He shook his head and pushed his thoughts aside for the time being.

It was mid morning when he returned to camp, half-carrying, half- dragging the buck. He called out as he entered.

"Uncle's back."
 
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