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My sleep wasn’t the best that night and I woke up kinda groggy the next morning. Everything was packed in my suitcase, and after doing some chores in the morning, I waited patiently for Uncle Jim to arrive. The weekend was supposed to be a bit hot for September, so I elected to wear a sleeveless white ruffled top with spaghetti straps and blue denim pants. Sometimes Mom is difficult to figure out . . . regarding what I should wear, so I wore a wind breaker over the outfit. That way she wouldn’t know I wasn’t wearing a bra under my outfit. Curious whether Mike and Uncle Jim will notice.

As promised, Uncle Jim was on time, and since Mike lived closer to the cottage, I knew we would be picking him up second. I said goodbye to Mom and Dad and reminded them to say a final hello to Aunt Etta. At first we drove in silence, both of us probably trying to figure out what to talk about.

“So are you looking forward to school starting?” asked Uncle Jim turning sideways to look at me.

“Yeah . . . I guess so. My last year in middle school . . . and I like school . . . pretty much,” I said. It was warm in his car, and I really wanted to take off my windbreaker. And then all of a sudden, I just said:

“I gotta get this off,” and leaned forward to give me more room, slipped my hand into the arm of the left shoulder . . . pulled it around my body and pulled off the right sleeve. I straightened myself up in the passenger’s seat, placing my shoulders back against the leather. For some reason . . . not having on a bra next to my uncle, sent a bolt of sexual excitement through my body, and slowly my nipples began to become stiff. While I was living this predicament, I knew Uncle Jim was looking sideways and noticing his niece . . . was now very aroused. I elected to change the subject.

“So now that it is just Mike and me for the weekend . . . instead of both families . . . what have you got planned for us, Uncle Jim?” Still watching my titties, he responded:

“Other than the normal stuff, I had the cottage hooked up with both the Internet and Wi-Fi,” he began. “You each have a computer and monitor in your rooms. Curious to see how you guys might like to go online . . . with a program called Omegle. Ever heard of it?”

“Not really,” I said. Sounded kinda kinky to me, I thought to myself. “How does it work?”

“It’s pretty straight forward . . . you login in to their site, in your case, identify that you are a girl and you become Stranger 1 and someone else in the world is Stranger 2. You can text with them, or even have the webcam on . . . if you want to see them. OmeTV is their video chat option . . . where guys are looking for girls and girls are willing to meet guys. The best fun is when you click on the unmoderated button. You’d be very surprised at what you might see,” he smiled.

I thought to myself . . . this is certainly a new direction for my uncle . . . that’s for sure. When my parents were there in the past . . . he was always pretty much straight and narrow and not much into computers. Thinking this through, I immediately saw how guys in particular might get off on watching girls topless or naked with a program like that . . . and I suppose vice versa.

“How do you keep people from knowing your credentials and email addresses and personal stuff?” I asked.

“The program was written to be totally anonymous. You can’t contact the person again, unless you give them your personal information . . . which would be stupid. Also, I figure you and Mike are getting older and would like to play some more adult games, so I also have a dare game that I think you might like as well.” As he was explaining these options, he moved his right hand up over his zipper and I was certain, adjusted his cock, so it wouldn’t stick out so much. I know I was fantasizing, but that hidden shaft . . . looked mighty big to me.

“Let me put on some air,” he said and as I watched him manipulate the cooling controls on the dashboard, I noticed he clicked on “maximum air”. Immediately, the vents on my side were blasting out ice cold air and what was always the case in the past, my titties reacted. I looked down . . . somewhat humiliated . . . as my nipples grew to full size. Not wearing a bra . . . I was certain Uncle Jim was getting quite a little peep show.

“I’m going to put back on my jacket,” I said somewhat frustrated.

“I’m sorry . . . I’ll turn it down Lexi . . . I can tell your breasts are all excited . . . aren’t they? You are certainly growing up and turning into one attractive girl,” he said, making the adjustment on the dashboard, but continued to stare at my stiff nipples. As he leaned over, I once again watched his huge cock, stick out the front of his pants. I was certain he would do like before, and make the same adjustment, but he looked over at me and just smiled, I guess encouraging me . . . to look at his noticeable boner.

Before I knew it, we were at Mike’s house and he immediately came out to the car. Uncle Jim stopped the car and got out, seeing that he had a small suitcase and a few plastic bags. After putting them in the back, he opened my door and asked whether I wanted to sit in the back seat with Mike or stay where I was. My preference of course was in the back seat . . . but the situation made me feel awkward before responding, so I kept silent.

“Hey Lexi . . . come back and sit with me. Let me see that foxy figure . . . that your wearing.” I knew from that point forward . . . I was going to be with two very horny guys for the long weekend. I opened my door and moved across the bench seat to where I was behind Uncle Jim. Mike followed and sat much closer than I would have expected . . . touching my bare thighs. He was wearing a white muscleman t-shirt with the word BOY in the center and some sort of an eagle logo underneath it. As he moved across the seat, I noticed his thin shorts. They were somewhat unusual, because the fly looked like it was made out of Velcro, instead of a normal zipper.

We chit-chatted back and forth about each other, school, friends etc. for several minutes. I looked ahead and whether on purpose or not, Uncle Jim had adjusted his mirror so that he was looking directly at me.

“Can we have some air back here?” asked Mike.

“No problem . . . here it comes,” said Uncle Mike. And so it did. Above my head was a vent that was aimed downwards. Just like before, my nipples began to get hard. As a result, Mike’s attention was now focused entirely on my titties, which I pretended not to notice. Just like Uncle Jim, his cock did the same thing and he was now sporting a big boner in just a few minutes. As I said before, I was attracted to my cousin . . . so I elected to just let the cold air shoot downwards, and freeze a bit, check out his stiff cock . . . and watch his reaction. He soon realized where he was staring and shared:

“Not to embarrass you, but you look great today, Lexi,” he began, “I love your top and those shorts.” What was I supposed to say to that, even though I knew his concentration was on what was underneath my top . . . and had nothing to do with my outfit.

“Thanks Mike. Speaking of fashion . . . those are really different shorts. And I don’t mean that in a bad way. There isn’t a regular zipper in the front . . . right?” I asked curiously. Mike looked down, possibly unaware of how his boner had been making his shorts stick up, and suddenly realizing it. Then he tried to play it off:

“You have a good eye. Watch this,” he said, as he stuck his finger into the top part of the fly opening, just below the button, and zoomed his finger down to the bottom. “No more worry about my COCK . . . being caught in the zipper, and much easier to open, when I need to,” and then as if it was an infomercial, he unsnapped the button and opened up the fly. Whether he knew it or not, I immediately observed he was going commando . . . and for a brief few seconds, I was looking right at his thick pink shaft. I had watched some porn at home in my room, and I knew he was of course very excited.

“Very convenient,” I said playing it off and then asking my uncle to turn down the air conditioning once again. I wasn’t sure whether he was following the conversation in the back seat, but if he was, his cock might already have busted through his pants. Shortly afterwards, we turned down the familiar road to his cottage and all of us remained silent for several minutes. We immediately carried in our suitcases and personal items and then he took us to our rooms.

“This is where you will be sleeping for the weekend,” he indicated to me, pushing open the door at the end of the hallway. I had stayed in the room in the past. It had bunkbeds on one side and a queen sized bed on the other.

“Thanks. Are we going to swim today or wait until it’s supposed to be real hot tomorrow?” I asked.

“Tomorrow for swimming. Tonight after dinner I thought the three of us might play the Dare Game I was talking about . . . in the car.” I nodded my head and he left to show Mike his room. After I got everything put in the drawers of the dresser, I started thinking about this Dare Game. With two horny guys playing against me, this could become very naughty . . . for us girls . I didn’t feel threatened . . . knowing each of them since I was small . . . but controlling my own sexual excitement on the possibilities . . . was making my pussy very damp.

I closed the door and immediately went over to the computer I was going to be using. Knowing a fair amount about computers, I elected to look behind the tower and noticed a line leaving my machine and going up into the dropped ceiling. And I knew it had nothing to do with connecting to the Internet. Very suspicious, I thought . . . probably going directly to Uncle Jim’s room, where he could watch what I was watching. I logged into my email account and said hello to a few of my friends.

Uncle Jim had made a big pan of spaghetti, American style and had sausages and rolls and a salad for dinner. He remembered how much I enjoyed that menu and I thanked him for it. After dinner, we finished up the dishes and then went to a den in the back of the cottage. He immediately pulled the curtains and then sat down.

“If I read you guys correctly, you would not have a problem playing my Dare Game, right? I didn’t want to treat you like little kids anymore, and thought you could handle some fun. If it gets to be too wild, let me know and we could watch a movie or you could go back and checkout Omegle.”

“I’m ready for anything Uncle Jim,” said Mike. Not wanting to seem not interested, I said, “Me too.”

“The game goes in stages . . . from general questions to more . . . let’s say intimate dares. Sound OK?” he asked. We both nodded.

“There are two stacks of cards. One labeled Questions and one Dares. We obviously will start with the question cards. Let’s sit on the floor around the coffee table. It’s usually best played with two couples, but tonight . . . Lexi is going to be playing both female parts which should not be a problem. Before we start, do either of you want to smoke some dope?” Both Mike and I stared at each other, not expecting something like this from our uncle. I had tried it once at a friend’s sleepover, but quite honestly, it didn’t do much of anything to me.

“Hey Uncle Jim . . . as long as nothing . . . we are doing this weekend . . . ever gets out to our parents . . . I say light it up!” said Mike enthusiastically.

“Go ahead . . . just so it doesn’t make us too sleepy . . . to not have a really good time together,” I said. Under the coffee table, Uncle Jim took out what I soon learned was a bong pipe. But to say I was shocked by it . . . was beyond an understatement. First of all, . . . the device looked like an 8” erect cock . . . anatomically correct, that went down to a base that held water, and then curved upwards into a bowl where the dope was put in. It was flesh colored and I soon realized . . . to make it work . . . I would have to put my mouth over the cock tip . . . looking like I was sucking on a cock. It would take me several minutes to adjust to this shocking instrument, as he brought in some munchies and soda.

“Hope this doesn’t offend you Lexi . . . I’ve had it for years and it works well and with the water base, it keeps the smoke from getting too harsh when you suck on it.” Before I could respond, Mike cracked up at the shape of the pipe, and encouraged us to get buzzed and start playing. Uncle Mike placed the pipe in front of me, and since the dope was already in the bowl, took out a butane lighter and placed it on the dried weed.

“Just put it in your mouth, and suck on it so that it starts . . . and then pass it along,” ordered Uncle Jim. At the recent slumber party, I only had experience with smoking a joint, so this was going to be my first time using a bong pipe. I leaned over . . . looking down at the boner of a cock on my way . . . then placing my lips around the cock head, and began to slowly inhale. Looking down at the bowl, my efforts were successful . . . as the small fire lit quickly and the smoke entered my mouth and lungs. It was much more gentle than my brief experience smoking a joint and after a few tokes . . . I moved it over to Mike. I had to stare at him while he was taking tokes, watching what I had done . . . and not being too accustomed at watching a boy . . . look like he was sucking a cock. I was certain when I was toking up, both guys got very excited watching me inhale the smoke.

We passed the pipe around several more times until Uncle Jim elected to start the game and hide the bowl underneath the table. He took the top card from the Questions deck. By this point, I was very high, surprisingly hungry and looking over at the guys . . . becoming very horny too.

“Most of these are somewhat tame questions in this pile . . . and some are actual dares. If you want to pass on a dare or question, please do so. No pressure. Okay Lexi, this is your first question: What is your favorite body part . . . for us to suck on?” As mentioned . . . I had begun to feel the effects of the dope and my head was spinning and not really ready for that type of question.

“That’s the ‘tame questions’ stack?” I asked . . . and then losing it, I began to laugh uncontrollably. The guys joined me with laughter but still waited for me to respond.

“Not having much experience in this department . . .I suppose my breast,” I said getting ready to pick up the next card. Mike interrupted and asked, “But what part of your breast?”

“Definitely my nipples,” I shared somewhat abruptly. As I focused on the card . . . that I had to ask Mike, my nipples began their path to total erection, just like what was the case with their cocks. I knew the guys were watching . . . as I began his question:

“What's the kinkiest thing you've ever done?” I asked.

“Wow . . . that’s a tough one. I guess when I made my first girlfriend, give me her panties . . . when she was wearing a skirt and I had her do a cartwheel slowly . . . so that I could look at her pussy,” he shared. There was a pause, and then I said:

“Pretty happy I wasn’t your first girlfriend,” I joked . . . causing the guys to crack up laughing . . . once again. It was Mike’s turn to ask me a question. He drew the next card and read out loud:

“What’s the hottest sex dream you’ve ever had?” asked Mike. My mind was so buzzed at this time . . . I had a hard time remembering any sex dreams. So I cheated and decided to just make one up:

“I was in the locker room at school . . . class was over . . . and I had just finished taking a shower. All of a sudden . . . Mr. Jenkins . . . the male gym teacher came up to me, pulled down his shorts and he made me jack him off.”

“Did he shoot his load?” asked Mike.

“Yup. It went all over my face and I woke up. My turn to ask Uncle Jim a question.” I drew a card and read it over.

“These cards are getting very naughty Uncle Jim . . . I might add. Okay, so here is the question: If I were handcuffed to the bed, what would you do to me?” Uncle Jim smiled and for the first time I looked into his eyes . . . and I realized that man was totally buzzed. His eyes were very bloodshot. I kind of gritted my teeth and waited for his answer.

“I am pretty sure, I would pull off all your clothes . . . and make you feel VERY satisfied with my tongue,” he explained. Of course after hearing this, I knew where his mind was . . . probably since we left my house. Instant fantasies began to float through my mind, as I wondered just what techniques he might use, to make me feel good. He interrupted my thoughts . . . by drawing the next question:

“Tell me one thing I could do, that would make you immediately have an orgasm?” he asked. Both guys immediately starred at me waiting for my answer. I was now so horny . . . I wasn’t thinking about holding back any answers . . . only trying to vividly imagine going into a climax with my uncle.

“Probably gently lick my clit . . . all around for a few minutes,” I said. I didn’t wait for their comments or reactions, but picked up a new card and addressed it to Mike:

“What's something dirty you've been too shy to say to me?” I asked. Mike went somewhat scarlet at the question, but since I had been so honest and for the most part . . . speedy with my responses . . . he quickly said:

“I am dying to see your bare titties and would love for you to take off your blouse and show them to me.” There was silence in the room until I said:

“Hmmm, sometime soon . . . that might be fun. Your turn to ask me a question,” I said to him. He drew another card and smiled as he began:

“Is there something you've seen in a steamy movie . . . that you'd like to try?” I thought for a moment and then said:

“I was at a sleep over a few weeks ago, and the girl having the party put on a kinda soft porn movie. The steamy scene . . . was in a shower . . . and there were two guys and a girl . . . and the girl was in the middle . . . and she had her hands around each boy’s . . . uh cocks, but then it faded away . . . and I woke up.” After a few minutes . . . I began with my question for Uncle Jim:

“Another very kinky question I might add . . . How do you feel about threesomes? Have you ever had one, and if not, would you ever have one?” I put down the card and looked back at him. Mike did too . . . probably wanting to hear where he was at on this topic.

“Hmmmm, let’s see . . . back in college . . . I was in a threesome with twin girls in my dorm once, and I have to admit it was the best time ever. We all got off and wished it would happen again. But after we graduated, we never saw each other again. Haven’t had the opportunity since then . . . but wouldn’t mind a threesome sometime in the near future.” He was about to pick a card, but then said:

“As you know . . .These cards were mainly . . . if not all questions. I’d like to switch to the other Dares stack if that is OK?” I blushed . . . knowing the first set of cards had been nothing more than a way to get us all horny . . . and this next batch . . . would move us up to the real action of the evening . . . whether I was ready for it or not. Mike and I both agreed to switch stacks and Uncle Jim drew the first card:

“To keep things moving . . . and to have more fun . . . let’s try to keep these dares to 3-5 minutes. Okay Lexi . . . Do something to me right now that you've been fantasizing about.” Still in my buzzed state . . . I had to admit I had been fantasizing about feeling his cock that was hidden inside of his shorts. Okay . . . here goes.

“Stand up Uncle Jim.” He immediately rose and turned towards me. Tentatively I reached out with my hand . . . still sitting . . . and firmly placed it over the front of his shorts. I knew my hand was shaking with embarrassment . . . especially with this being the first dare, but underneath . . . I felt his cock begin to rise with my efforts, which was actually a real turn on. Never thought about the sexual power I had before.

I began to gently squeeze and rub his hidden shaft as it quickly expanded in size. Once it was fully erect, I let my hand move over its extended shape . . . beginning to calculate, just how long it really was. Then I stopped and looked up at him, and he whispered, “Very nicely done”. Being confused for a minute with the order of play, I then remembered . . . I would be daring Mike to do something, so I reached down and drew a card. Again I blushed at what the card said, and how I was going to be feeling afterwards.

“Stimulate two parts of my body at once. Use your hands on one part and your lips on another.” Mike kinda shook his head and stared at me after I read the dare. Neither of us moved, and then Uncle Jim elected to add some direction:

“Some of these dares can be done down here on the floor, but ones like this one . . . you guys need to move up onto the couch. So go for it you two . . . while I watch.” He immediately grabbed his cock, and began to slowly rub it, even before we started. I was of course at Mike’s mercy and somewhat scared . . . but I knew Uncle Jim’s voyeuristic tendencies were probably going to love every minute of it. Then he said unexpectedly:

“It’s a real turn on to do . . . what the dare says . . . but afterwards . . . it’s just as exciting to watch what you were doing later. So from now on, we will be having two people act out the dare, and one of us will use my phone to film the action that is taking place, so we can watch it later. So let’s move the coffee table out of the way . . . a bit more . . . so that I can get the right angle.” Since he was still standing, having had me rub his still erect and hidden cock, he leaned over and pulled the coffee table towards the center of the room. Mike and I took the hint and sat on the love seat that was close by. Uncle Jim adjusted his phone, I assumed to flip on the video option.

“Hey Lexi . . . I hope you truly enjoy this,” said Mike as he leaned over and began to kiss my lips. My body was on overload at this point. All of the time I had spent fantasizing about this boy . . . and suddenly his lips were against mine. Neither of us was hesitant, as we began to sensuously rub our lips against each other, and pull each other closer with our arms. For a few minutes we continued our kiss . . . our first, but then I felt his hand edge up under my top, in his heated attempt at finding my bare tits.

I was imagining he was cognizant of the 3-5-minute time limit Uncle Jim had set for each dare, so rather than being slow in his lovemaking, he urgently cupped my breast in his sweaty hand, and began to gently manipulate it lovingly. I moaned at his efforts . . . especially when his thumbs and fingers of both hands were now pinching and squeezing . . . my now . . . fully erect nipples. Bolts of electricity seemed to be sending incredible messages all throughout my body, but especially to my now dripping pussy. Each of his gentle pinches, pulls and rubs, continued to fuel the sexual fire burning inside of me.

Rather abruptly, he pulled up my top, so that he could enjoy the site of my twin breasts with own his eyes. I knew Uncle Jim could see me almost topless as well . . . and I was soon becoming . . . almost a young porn star . . . as his filming continued. I leaned back on the loveseat, and soon Mike was doing what I fantasized verbally about earlier . . . as he lowered his head and began to suck on my titties. If I thought his earlier pinching and pulling of my nipples was arousing seconds before, once he dropped his head and captured my buds in between his lips, I was gone to ecstasy land. Back and forth he moved, giving equal time to licking and sucking both tits. Although he was on top of me . . . I was able to sneak my fingers in between my legs and further excite the clit that badly needed my attention. For a few brief seconds, my middle finger excited my hidden clit . . . to add to my frenzied condition.

“Times up guys,” I heard my uncle say, as Mike playfully bit my nipple one last time as he moved away from my nearly exhausted body and saliva covered chest. I pulled down my top, as if it really mattered, but because the area underneath was so wet, my nipples were almost visible . . . as their dark pink image snuck through my white top. I knelt down over by the coffee table and remembered it was Mike’s turn to read a dare that I had to perform on Uncle Jim. Mike followed me over as did Uncle Mike as we surrounded the table on the floor. Mike drew a card and said: “I think you will like this one, Uncle Mike . . . Okay Lexi here is your dare . . . to perform for your uncle. Go into the bathroom and take the sexiest nudes you can of yourself on your phone, and then send them to him to look at.”

Having been so aroused by Mike . . . this was certainly a dare I had not expected. I don’t necessarily think I am sexy . . . but I thought to myself . . . give Uncle Jim something to look at when I am gone to sleep later. I nodded my head, took my phone out of my purse . . . got up . . . and headed for the bathroom. In his cottage, the bathroom was directly behind the kitchen so as I walked through . . . thinking what might be sexy . . . I grabbed a banana on my way.

Once in the bathroom, I was directly across from a huge mirror that was above the sink and toilet. I decided to use that mirror to my advantage . . . and so I began:

1) First, I stood on the toilet and faced the mirror. Using my naughty mind, I grabbed the bottom of my top and pulled it up to my chin in the center. I made sure my titties were fully visible as I took the first shot.

2) Next, I took off my top and did a selfie of just my bare titties. At first the nipples weren’t stiff, so I put down the camera and manipulated them as I do at night and soon they were ready for close ups. I shot a couple of shots of my breasts, making sure the nipples were exposed for his excitement.

3) Then I stood on the toilet again and unbuttoned my shorts and pulled down the zipper and took a shot. This wasn’t that sexy I thought, so I pulled open my panties and positioned myself so that he could see the top of my pussy. Click!

4) Realizing the time was almost probably half over, I let my shorts drop so that just my panties were visible. Click! Almost immediately, I let my panties drop to my shoes and took a couple shots of my bare pussy, for him to look at.

5) Then I remembered the banana on the sink. Still standing on the toilet, I fumbled with opening the banana until it was half out of the peel and then pretended to lick it . . . almost as if it were a cock, taking several shots of it with my phone, as I began to feed it very slowly into my mouth.

6) Finally . . . I took the banana and gently pushed it up into my pussy and then took a few shots . . . as I moved the fruit inside my pussy and then back out again. In the background, I heard Uncle Jim say “Times up!” I scrambled back on to the floor, pulled up my panties and shorts . . . found my top . . . pulled it over my head and over my still excited titties. Then I remembered the banana and I put it under the sink in the basket and came back out.

“Done,” I announced, as I sat down on the couch.

“Did you send them to Uncle Jim?” asked Mike. Remembering this final step, I sent the best shots and hit send. Uncle Jim smiled as they entered his phone.

“I will enjoy these later,” he said. “Lexi’s turn to dare me do something to her.” I picked up the top card . . . and looking right at him, repeated the message:

“I dare you to blindfold me, and then kiss me somewhere . . . I wouldn’t expect,” I said . . . suddenly realizing this could be a very naughty dare. Almost as if planned (and I knew it had been), he opened a drawer nearby the coffee table and brought out a red blindfold still in the wrapper. And it wasn’t some cheap thing either. On the outside, the packaging read: Bucky Red Blockout Shade Eye Mask. I smiled and said:

“Someone’s been shopping,” and I slipped my finger into the wrapping and pulled out the device.

“Keep standing Lexi and open up your legs for me,” he said. I followed his instructions and then he asked me to put it on. When in place, it was true to the words on the wrapper . . . it was totally black inside the mask . . . and I could see nothing.

“Your turn to do video Mike,” I heard him say. “Are you familiar with an iPhone?”

“My older brother has one, and he taught me how to use it at his wedding.” I reflected back on that event, and how horny Mike made me feel . . . when we were dancing and he had me right up next to . . . his cock. I felt the snap at the top of my shorts open, and then the zipper was pulled down. Immediately following, my shorts were brought down to my shoes and then seconds later . . . my damp panties followed. Anticipating his next request, I stepped out of these two and pulled off my top . . . making myself totally naked in front of these two horny guys. There was a short pause . . . and then I felt the most amazing feeling ever . . . as I am guessing Uncle Jim’s tongue was slowly making a path from the bottom of my pussy up to my clit.

At that point . . . he just paused and obviously . . . utilizing lovemaking experience gained in years past, began to sloppily kiss, leisurely lick and finally probe with his stiff tongue, my love hole and especially my clit. I had recently shaved and every inch of his mouth, tongue and lips were felt on my bare skin. Yes, I was in heaven. Had I been looking at him, I would have probably been totally embarrassed but this way . . . I just concentrated on his foreplay and how good it made me feel. Too soon it was over . . . he pinched my bare nipples and my clothes were put back in place. Finally, I felt him taking off my blindfold.

“Thank you Uncle Jim . . . that was the best!” I whispered.

“Glad you liked it . . . now pick a card for Mike.” I looked over and Mike’s erection from what he had just seen and filmed . . . was still inside his pants . . . but

now much bigger than I remembered. I picked up the card and said:

“Ok Mike . . . I dare you to masturbate in front of me, while I read a dirty story to you . . . but you can’t cum . . . so you must stop when you know it’s time. (pause) So where is my dirty story, Uncle Jim?” I giggled.

“Slight change of plans on this dare Lexi. I will read the story out loud to both of you, so you can watch Mike . . . almost shoot his jism in front of you. Let me get the story,” he said and once again went to the same drawer as the blindfold was hidden. He took out what looked like a couple pages of typed print.

“What’s your favorite way to masturbate, Mike?” he asked.

“Well normally . . . I like to be totally naked when I jack off . . . if that’s okay with you,” he said looking at my scarlet face, once again.

“Go for it,” I encouraged him.

“While he’s getting himself ready, I want you to sit up here on the coffee table, and he will stand directly in front of you Lexi. Don’t forget Mike . . . you can’t cum . . . just yet,” said my uncle.

“I’ll try my best . . . but with Lexi right in front of me . . . that will be a challenge,” he said as he tossed the last of his clothing onto the love seat. I had already sat down . . . per my uncle’s instructions . . . and then my nude cousin walked up to me. I had fantasized about seeing his cock in the car and before. . . and low and behold, it was totally erect and right in front of me. I looked over and my uncle was ready to begin.

“This has been written as both a story and if you both want to role play the action that would be fine . . . but that is up to you guys.” I nodded my head, and focused on the purple headed cock, inches away from my lips. I fantasized about having it in my mouth . . . as my uncle began:

“Riley had never seen a real cock up close before. But right in front of her, Bill’s shaft was bobbing and looking ready for action. In her past, she knew boys, especially his age . . . loved to masturbate . . . sometimes many times a day. Especially if they have watched some porn or even gone out on a date where they weren’t able to get off in the car.

Bill spread his legs slightly and then moved his hand up to . . . and encircled his eager cock. Riley was a bit nervous, not ever experiencing a boy doing this before . . . especially in front of her. What she did not know, was that most guys loved to be looking at bare titties and nipples, while they are jacking off. They can be real . . . like in this case . . . or looking online or even at a magazine.” I began to understand what Uncle Jim was saying about this being maybe a role play situation, so as he continued, I began to pull up my top slowly . . . higher and higher . . . until my bare titties were fully exposed. I did not want to have to keep holding up my top, so I just yanked it over my head and tossed it to the floor. Uncle Jim continued:

“Bill couldn’t believe his eyes as he stared at Riley’s breasts. He focused on her stiff nipples, which like most guys he saw as baby cocks . . . that were stiff and ready for action. Riley pulled her shoulders back and her chest forward and presented her titties to the horny boy for his inspection. (And of course, I imitated the story, by doing the same thing. I also noticed Uncle Jim’s phone was in an upright position and filming what we were doing) With her breasts being so close, Bill moved even closer yet . . . and surprising Riley . . . he held the base of his cock and gently rubbed the underside of his shaft (the most sensitive) up against her closest nipple.”

“This brought shivers down Riley’s spine . . . and her pussy began to leak with her excitement. Back and forth Bill moved his cock over her naked titties, exciting both him but mostly her. Knowing how excited he was, Riley placed the bottoms of her palms into the sides of her breasts and moved her orbs closer together, creating a small valley for Bill’s big cock. As Bill looked down, he saw this as an invitation and moving closer yet, he drove his erection into the bottom of her tits and began to buck his hips up and down, beginning to tittie fuck her. Both of them had begun to sweat somewhat . . . so the lubrication Bill was use to on his shaft, when masturbating . . . was already there. For the next few minutes, Bill drove his shaft in between Riley’s titties, keeping them both very stimulated.”

Uncle Jim stopped at this point, and as I looked down, the tip of Mike’s shaft slowly kept slipping between my titties and then reappearing to my excitement. As I mentioned earlier, I only have 32A titties but holding them in place, Mike was truly enjoying his first tittie fuck. Uncle Jim continued:

“Bill knew he would explode any minute, so he regretfully disengaged his cock from her valley and went back to holding it.” Mike surprisingly stopped and put up his hand, almost like asking a question in school.

“I gotta stop Uncle Jim . . . or I will shoot my load all over her titties,” he admitted.

“We understand Mike, let’s both of you get dressed, we’ll smoke another few bowls and continue . . . if that’s alright with both of you?” We agreed and I said to myself as I watched Mike get dressed: ‘I would have liked to have had Mike shoot his cum all over me, but I am guessing that will probably happen real soon . . . anyways’. I found my top and put it back in place. All three of us were obviously beyond horny at this point, having participated in the questions and dares. The cock bong reappeared and each of us took in more of the dope . . . once again stimulating our system to the point of almost hallucination.

“It’s your turn, Uncle Jim to act out a dare. So here goes: I dare you to strip naked, and stay that way . . . for the rest of the night.” When I finished I couldn’t believe what I had just said. Was Uncle Jim really going to follow through with this dare? I looked at Mike and he shook his head. But to our surprise, Uncle Jim stood up and looked ready to do it.

“That’s a pretty wild dare . . . and I’ll do it, but I want Lexi to take off all of my clothes for me, and I will do a video of her stripping me naked,” he said. Having been re-buzzed a few minutes before, this was a pretty wild request. But I was going to do it! I stood next to him and then knelt down and took off his shoes and then his socks. I wasn’t quite ready for his pants yet, so I reached up and unbuttoned his shirt and bared his chest. I looked over at Mike, and he was just shaking his head, not believing that our uncle was going to get stripped down.

I knelt in front of him, undid his belt and then unsnapped the button at the top of his pants. Slowly I unzipped his zipper and looked up at him, with his iPhone in hand . . . obviously shooting, which probably was a real turn on for him. I gently put my hands on either side of his hips and pulled down his pants. I had him step out of them and all that was left, was his boxers . . . and one especially long cock hidden inside.

“Move closer Lexi,” he said. Still kneeling in front of him, I scooted within a couple inches of his body. Now being brave, and watching carefully the hidden shaft right in front of me, I slipped my fingers into the sides of his boxers, and slowly pulled them down. Soon I saw his pubic hair appear . . . and the bottom of his stiff cock. Still pulling, I got his shorts past his genitals and then his cock poked outwards, and landed on my forehead. To give him more of a thrill . . . I left it there, but finished taking off his shorts and was about to stand up, when he held my head down, and said, “Kiss my cock”. With little hesitation I placed a kiss on the tip of his almost 8” cock . . . and he took his hands off my head.

“I will read the dares from now on, and we will alternate between you and Mike, but sometimes I will be involved. So Lexi, here is your dare: Go over to Mike, and take off ALL his clothes, just like you did to me. Next, I want you to follow suit, and strip off all of your clothes. Then I want you to sit in the center up here on the couch. Mike and I will sit on either side of you. As Mike and I excite you with our hands and lips, you will see if you can successfully jerk us off . . . and watch our cocks shoot cum . . . just like you’ve wanted all night.” To be honest, we had been teasing each other for so long, I welcomed this dare.

I had Mike stand up, and as Uncle Jim filmed, I pulled off his shirt, and then knelt down in front of him and undid his shorts. As before . . . his bare cock appeared up and ready for action. Although not quite as long as Jim’s, I decided Mike was very well endowed. Then Uncle Jim surprised me with a question:

“How about one more question, before we begin . . . have you ever given a guy a handjob before?” I shrugged my shoulders and said, “Not really.”

“For it to work, its best if the shaft is well lubricated or wet. I have Vaseline and other oils, but we will let Mike come up with how he wants his cock prepared for your hand. What is your preference?”

“I kinda like for my cock to be coated with a girl’s spit . . . when I get a handjob.” This came as somewhat of a surprise, because that was something else that I had never done before. I had never had a cock in my mouth. But it appeared it was about to happen . . . and probably twice.

“The boy has spoken Lexi. Sit down on the couch and Mike and I will come up in front of you, and it’s best if you get a bunch of spit in your mouth and then liberally coat it over each of our cocks. Once Mike’s is ready, put some on your hands and begin to wank away on his cock so it doesn’t dry up too quickly. Soon you will have the luxury of our precum . . . which will help with the lubrication.”

Mike immediately came up to me, being eagerly led by his long cock. Up until now I had just seen the guy’s cocks earlier as not much of a threat. . . which was exciting, but now I was expected to help get them off . . . and I didn’t want any disappointments. As Mike waved his cock in front of me, I tentatively reached out and put a circle around the bottom of his shaft with my thumb and index finger. Mike jumped slightly . . . with a quick “Whoa” as he watched me dive forward. Now came the weird part, as I leaned in . . . super close to his cock.

“Lick it Lexi,” he whispered, as if Uncle Jim couldn’t hear him. I stuck my tongue out, and trying to salivate as much as possible, my tongue touched the tip of his quivering shaft.

“Ever had your cock sucked before?” I heard Uncle Jim ask in the background.

“Nope . . . would have liked to . . . though.” As they almost had a conversation, I continued to coat the outside of his erect cock with line after line of my spit. Once I felt more at ease, I actually opened my mouth and teased him by putting my lips over his purplish head and moving my mouth up and down over it.

“Not a good idea,” said Uncle Jim. “He is a young guy and it won’t take but a second and he will shoot his stuff.” I backed away, and licked my right hand and followed Uncle Jim’s suggestion and began to squeeze his cock inside my grip. Up and down I moved my hand, looking out and watching the expression on Mike’s face. Next, he sat next to me on my right side and I adjusted my grip to allow him to sit close.

“Enjoy,” I said to Mike, as Uncle Jim moved in his place . . . right in front of me. Mike had a good sized cock, but my uncle had a pure stallion . . . maybe 8” or 9” long. Using the same technique, I began to grease his stiff . . . long . . . shaft all over with my wet lips and trembling tongue. Soon it was a glistening pipe of steel, and I once again spit into my palm and began to run my curled hand up and down his wonderful cock. He quickly moved to my left, and soon afterwards, the two guys moved right next to me, with our thighs now touching. I couldn’t believe here I was . . . with two cocks . . . in my hands. Up and down my fingers began to manipulate both cocks. I squeezed their shafts a little more, and Mike began to moan.

“Squeeze her tits Mike,” said Uncle Jim, and soon after . . . both guys were now cupping and adoring my small breasts. Uncle Jim reached under the table again, and as he looked down at something, I heard a soft buzzing sound and was curious what he was hiding. Waiting patiently, I again focused on getting both guys off. Then he brought out a second cock shaped object . . . that I knew was for my immediate gratification.

As Mike leaned over . . . and was now feeling both of my titties and especially the nipples, with a cunning smile on his face, Uncle Jim held the flesh colored vibrating dildo at the top of my pussy. As I began to jerk both cocks even faster, the tip of the device touched my clit, and I was in immediate heaven. For several minutes, my uncle directed the tip of the device all over my soaked pussy, driving me crazy . . . with wanton pleasure. Soon he was dipping the cock tip inside . . . 2” or 3”, further bringing me so close . . . to over the top. It was at this point, that Mike began to scream . . . “I’m cumming!!!!!!” Although he continued to glide the soft plastic in and out of my pussy . . . Uncle Jim urgently said:

“Lean over Lexi . . . and see what joy you have brought to Michael,” and with that, he drove the vibrating device even deeper into my love tunnel. I continued to move my hand up and down Mike’s shaft but being so close, I watched the first stream of hot cum burst out of the small opening and shoot directly upwards. I didn’t anticipate . . . the force that the stream was displaying . . . and in a millisecond, it ricocheted against my chin and then directly at my mouth.

I opened my mouth to ask my uncle a quick question, and 2 quick streams of cum shot down my throat. Expecting a bitter taste, I was delighted to prove to my taste buds that there was hardly any flavor at all. Still trying to concentrate on jacking off my uncle, I allowed Mike’s cock to coat my entire face with his juices. Mike gently moved my hand from his cock and he laid back against the couch exhausted.

“It’s just you and me kid,” said Uncle Jim. “You look fantastic with his cum sprayed all over your face. Don’t worry . . . I’ll be following suit shortly. I’m curious . . . how far can I drive this cock up inside you?” I was impressed he was thinking of me, but I had broken my cherry a few months earlier having found one of Mom’s sex toys. Turning sideways, I now placed my other hand on his shaft and began to squeeze his cock even more. All I said was:

“Keep going . . . I am loving it . . . inside me!” Immediately the pulsating device inched up deeper into my love tunnel. Soon he was pretending it was his cock and he began to drive the dildo in and out. The deeper the device went, the more the nubby clitoral ticklers did their job on my clit. I began to moan more and more loudly as he kept it inserted to exactly the right distance so that my clitoris was being fully stimulated, both by the ticklers, but even more by the vibrations. I wanted so badly to get my uncle off . . . so I went one step further . . . and directing his shaft more towards me . . . I engulf his cock head right into my mouth. I immediately began to circle my slippery tongue all around the head, but especially under his shaft on the glans.

Whether he was ready or not, I felt the explosion of hot cum, blast against the back of my throat. He immediately got control of his pulsating shaft and directed the next few ropes across my chest, fully saturating both titties. Whether that did it or not, I don’t know, but my body began to shake with total joy as I looked down and watched him spray my upper body with his hot sap. Lightning bolts of pure pleasure went through my mind as my entire body began to shake. Looking down, I began to wonder how long he had waited, since masturbating his cock last, because the fire hose was still shooting continuous streams. He had me stand up, and soon directed the last few shots right at my pussy. Then he fell back and looked almost finished. I wondered what the rest of the weekend would involve. I’ll tell you about it . . . but give me some days to remember.

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