Becca & Uncle Ken go to a resort (Chapter 1) - Sex Stories

Becca & Uncle Ken go to a resort (Chapter 1)

... and I followed her gaze over to Craig, who was reclined back on the bed, watching us closely, his erection obvious in his swim trunks as his hand lazily brushed it through the fabric. He nodded and smiled at us. “We will.”

Nora grabbed the back of my neck and pulled me into her, kissing me hard, her tongue licking into my mouth, before she released me and crawled over my lap to reach for Uncle Ken.

I scooted closer to Craig to make room and Uncle Ken sat down on the edge of the bed beside Nora. She leaned into him and started whispering in his ear, so softly I couldn’t hear what she was saying.

“How old are you, beautiful?” Craig asked. I blinked and refocused on him. He was definitely good looking. A little bit of a pudgy stomach, but so handsome.

“I’m 18,” I said.

He groaned and gripped his cock through the fabric of his swim trunks. “Perfect. You’re perfect.”

“How old are you?” I asked shyly.

“Let’s just say you could multiply your age by 3 and be a few years off.”

I felt a shiver rip through my body and knew Craig saw it. “You like that? Like me being so much older than you?” He leaned in and his lips brushed the shell of my ear. “I could be your father.” I shivered again and his hand landed on my thigh. It was warm and huge and my pussy was already soaking wet. I glanced back at Nora and Uncle Ken and saw that his head was thrown back, eyes closed, and she was bent sideways, her head buried in his lap. I didn’t have a good view, but I heard ...

... slurping and Uncle Ken moaning and knew exactly what was happening.

Again, Craig dragged my attention back to him. “I want to bury my tongue in your young pussy, Becca. Does that sound good to you?”

I nodded frantically and Craig sprung into action, tearing my bikini bottoms down my legs and pushing me to lay back on the bed. Craig flipped onto his stomach and rested between my legs. I squirmed a little, not used to the feeling of someone looking at me there and when he put his hands on my inner thighs, fingers sliding up to my pussy, I jumped. His fingertips brushed my labia and pulled them apart so he could get a good look at my bare pussy.

He blew air lightly across my exposed slit and I cried out.

Then he ducked his head and licked the length of me and my hand flew out to grip his hair and hold him there. He laughed, his breath puffing hot over my pussy. “Anyone ever done this to you before sweetheart?”

I shook my head and Craig laughed again. “Oh this is going to be fun.”

He dropped his face back down and started licking me in earnest. I could hear my breath coming short and quick and I knew I had to have been pulling on Craig’s hair harder than was comfortable, but I didn’t care. I didn’t want this to ever stop.

Craig latched onto my clit and sucked hard, making me arch off the bed like I’d been electrocuted. With his strong hands, he held my hips down and fucked his tongue in deeper. Then, with one hand spread over my lower stomach, he brought his other ...