Country Roads
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It was a few days after I had fucked my Uncle Dan for the first time. He had planned a photo shoot in a large open section of his property, next to a small lake. The area was dotted with beautiful flowering trees, and the grass was a deep shade of green.
I was dressed in a ruffled white shirt with buttons down the front, an extra-short denim skirt with no underwear, brown cowboy boots, and a cowboy hat. My long blonde hair was pulled into two ponytails. Uncle Dan seemed pleased with the outfit I had chosen, and he was in high spirits as he began the shoot.
“OK, let’s have you just sitting on the grass first. No need to show anything yet. Just some location shots to set the mood.” I situated myself on the grass, and heard the clicking of my uncle’s camera.
“Mmmmm, this is gonna be a good one. Stretch those long legs out in front. Good. Like that. Lean your head back. Got it. OK now sit up. Legs apart but nothing showing yet. Good. Look straight at the camera with those beautiful eyes. So nice.”
Once my uncle was ready, we moved over to a large shade tree and he leaned me against its trunk. “OK, go ahead and lift your skirt. Show me that pretty little pussy.” I tried a few different poses while holding up my skirt to expose my clean-shaven pussy. My uncle seemed pleased. “Yes, yes, more like that. Keep working around the tree.” As I continued to pose for my uncle, I noticed someone approaching behind him. I immediately lowered my skirt.
“Well, well, well, what have we here?” The elderly man that was speaking was tall and attractive, dressed casually in a light denim shirt, jeans, and boots.
“Hi there, Jake. What’s going on? I didn’t expect anyone to be way out here today,” said my uncle. “Hey, Tara, come on over here! I want you to meet someone.” I approached the strange man. “Tara, this is my good friend, Jake. He lives down the road about a mile or so. Jake, this is my niece, Tara. She’s going to be staying with me for a while.”
“Lovely to meet you, Tara,” Jake extended his hand in greeting.
“Likewise,” I told him. I felt slightly awkward, as I didn’t know if Jake had seen me exposing my pussy moments earlier.
“If you don’t mind my saying so, Tara. I really enjoyed seeing your pretty pussy just now.” So, I guess he had seen me. I was slightly embarrassed, but also a little aroused.
“Why don’t you stick around for the rest of our photo shoot?” I invited him. “Is that all right with you, Uncle Dan?”
“Sure thing. My niece’s pictures have been pretty popular on the internet, Jake. You can tell me what you think.”
“I’ll be happy to help, although this is definitely not what I was planning to do today!” Jake seemed very excited to stay and watch.
I felt a pronounced sense of heat as Jake’s hand touched my inner thigh and worked its way up to my pussy. I’m not sure if the excitement came from having an older (I would later find out that Jake is 70 years old), perfect stranger touching me so intimately, or from knowing that my Uncle Dan was watching the whole thing. The perfect silence was interrupted by the clicking sound of my uncle’s camera. I looked at my uncle questioningly. “I hope you don’t mind. This is just too good not to...
Uncle Dan slowly lowered his camera so that he could fully appreciate the sight of his beautiful, naked, 18-year-old niece standing just a few feet away from him. A few moments passed in silence. “Well, what do you think, Uncle Dan?” I finally asked, breaking the tension between us. My uncle shook his head from side to side as if he couldn’t believe what he was seeing. “I hate to say this, Tara, but the sight of your naked body is really turning me on. I have to admit, I feel kind of wrong...
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