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

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

... an understatement. It was definitely a surprise.”

“Was it a surprise for your uncle too?”

I nodded. “Yeah, he had no idea.”

She seemed skeptical of that, but nodded. “I’m Danielle,” she said, extending her hand. I reached out and shook it quickly. “Becca.”

“Nice to meet you Becca.”

“You too,” I said. There were a million questions I wanted to ask her but the first one that popped into my brain was, “Have you been here before?”

“Oh yes,” she said. “My son and I have been coming here once a year for the last five years.”

“Wow,” I breathed.

“It’s so freeing,” she said. “I’m sure you’ve noticed. People can just let loose and enjoy themselves. Indulge in their most carnal desires away from judgment and societal norms.”

Danielle was gorgeous and so smart and the way she was smiling at me was so kind. I was hanging on to her every word. I wanted to reach out and touch her.

As though she could sense my thoughts, she came closer. When she spoke again, her voice was hushed. “You seem like someone who could benefit from a few days of complete disinhibition.” I blushed. “Tell me Becca, do you have a boyfriend?”

I nodded.

“Is he someone you feel like you can unleash your true self with?”

I thought about it for a moment and shook my head. Luke was fine. We cared about each other and he’d gotten good at fingering me to orgasm quickly. Hell, I’d learned how to give a blowjob with him. But he was… boring.

“Maybe you could look at your time here as ...

... an educational experience. Let yourself look and watch everything,” Danielle suggested. She winked at me. “I saw you looking at me and my son as you swam past. You would have been more than welcome to stop and watch and touch yourself.”

I bit my lower lip and chewed on it, feeling the heat flare in my pussy again as Danielle kept talking.

“Swapping is encouraged here too, as long as all parties are consenting and present during the activity,” she said. “If you’re not comfortable exploring with your uncle yet, the two of you could find another couple to engage with.”

“That’s an option?” I asked, my voice a little breathless.

“Definitely,” she said immediately. Danielle smiled a little wider. “Trust me, by the end of the day, you’ll see just how much you can do here.” Her eyes trailed over my body as she ran her hands over her breasts, pinching her own nipples lightly. “I hope to see you again during your stay Becca.”

“I do too,” I said. “Thank you Danielle.”

She smiled at me one last time and slipped back out of the alcove, presumably to rejoin her son while I swam after her and returned to the lounge chair beside Uncle Ken.

“So, what did you get up to?” he asked me.

“I met a woman,” I said. “She told me a little bit about this place.” He tilted his head and listened as I explained what I learned from Danielle, about how she and her son kept returning to this place, about swapping. A blush bloomed on my cheeks.

“Is that… is that something you’d be ...