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

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

... to him and read the note aloud, stuttering from embarrassment but determined to power through.

“I guess we shouldn’t be surprised,” Uncle Ken said, laughing a little.

“No, I guess not,” I agreed, giggling. I put it back in the drawer and turned to my suitcase again, grabbing another stack of clothes to put into the dresser. Uncle Ken turned away and worked on unpacking his own bag, slotting his clothes and shoes into the closet. They worked in silence until both suitcases were empty and tucked into the corner of the room.

“Still want to go swimming?” Uncle Ken asked, shattering the quiet in the room. “There’s going to be a lot of… explicit things happening there… but the pool is too beautiful to avoid I think.”

“Yes, I definitely want to go swimming!” I agreed. “It’s a big pool, I’m sure there’s somewhere we could go that was quiet.”

“Let’s get changed then,” he said.

I looked around the room. There wasn’t really anywhere to go where I could get changed in private. Uncle Ken seemed to come to that realization at the same time as me and laughed, rubbing his hand on the back of his neck. “I’ll face this way,” he said, pointing over his shoulder. “You face that way.”

I nodded. We turned away and I pulled my bathing suit out of the dresser, stepping out of my sundress, unhooking my bra, and pulling down my underwear before pulling on my royal blue bikini bottoms and tying my bikini top around my chest. Behind me, I heard Uncle Ken’s shorts hit the ground ...

... and before I could think about it, I glanced over my shoulder for a peek. His back was toned and muscular, dusted with fine hair, and my eyes strayed over the naked skin and down to his bare ass. It was tight and firm and I blushed hard, turning back around. I cleared my throat and said, “I’m done.”

There was a moment of silence and then Uncle Ken said, “Me too.”

We turned to face each other again and I let myself look at his chest. It was covered in slightly more hair, a treasure trail disappearing beneath his swim trunks, and it too was toned. Not muscular, but toned. I had the sudden urge to run my hands over it. I forced myself to look back at his face in time to catch his eyes roaming over my body too. The expression on his face was almost… hungry.

“You ready to go?” I asked. Uncle Ken looked visibly startled when he looked up at me. Guilty, even.

“Yeah, I’m ready.”

***

Down on the pool deck, the sights and sounds and smells were overwhelming.

The elevator ride had been quiet and the lobby had been completely empty again, no one in sight except for a few employees manning the desks. It seemed like the lobby was off-limits for any of the taboo activities taking place elsewhere around the resort, I guessed so they didn’t scare off unsuspecting people like me and Uncle Ken. But the pool deck was a different story.

Everywhere I looked, people were sucking and fingering and fucking. My pussy was already wet again and I could see it becoming a permanent ...