Dirty Vacation

Within seconds, he had lunged across the room and tackled Jennifer with the full weight of his body. She fell to the floor, spilling her beer all over the shag carpet. The room began to spin, as Jennifer tried to regain her composure. She could feel her uncle wrestling with her arms, holding her wrists tightly to calm her struggle. Jennifer made an attempt to scream, but it was quickly suppressed by Jerry's calloused hand.

"Be still and everything will be alright," he whispered softly into her ear. Jennifer lay prone on her back, whimpering under her uncle's greasy digits. He straddled her legs, keeping his grip solid against her limbs. His body weight kept her pinned to the ground.

"I just want a kiss," he jeered, cracking a wide smile. A muffled squeal escaped Jerry's grasp, Jennifer's hot breath percolating through the cracks.

"If you promise not to scream, I'll take my hand away," he bargained. Jennifer uttered something inaudible and her uncle removed his hand. Jennifer gasped for air, a burning sensation forming in her lungs. "All I want to do is kiss you," he said once more.

Puckering his dry lips, he closed in on his prey. Jennifer shut her eyes, awaiting her uncle's unwanted embrace. Jerry lowered his lips to her tear soaked cheek, lightly nuzzling the pink flesh. The scruff of his chin rubbed harshly against her jaw line, as he glided to the other side of her face. He pecked at her opposing cheek, then made his way to her neckline. Jennifer squirmed with each suckle of her uncle's sloppy kisses. The nape of her neck was soaked with saliva. She was very sensitive in that area and small sensations of warmth were flowing throughout her body.

Uncle Jerry pulled back and looked deeply into Jennifer's eyes. He gathered her wrists between his pinky and thumb, relieving his other hand to dig inside his pockets. She thought that her uncle was pleasuring himself, but when he pulled out a long rope, she knew that he had a different plan. As her uncle lowered himself once more, Jennifer let loose. She screamed at the top of her lungs, kicking and trying to undo his hold. Jerry looped the rope around her wrists several times, pulling it tight until she knew it was hopeless. He tied the other end to the foot of the bed.

"I thought I told you not to scream," scolded Jerry.

Jennifer continued to wail, despite her uncle's bitter tone. She didn't hear anyone coming to her rescue. "We're at the end of the hall and my boys could care less what's going on in here."

Jerry was right. Billy and Kenny were listening next door, but they were so used to hearing the sounds that billow from their father's hotel room, that it was not unusual. They just sat around and listened, wondering what type of sexual antics there father was getting into. On a few occasions, the two young men had peeked in on their father to get a quick look at what was going on. Sometimes the woman would be attractive--a twenty-something call girl that knew how to fuck like a porn star. Other times it would be a skanky whore that their father would demean into the wee hours of the night. Regardless, the boys listened, curious as to what their father had scrounged up in the parking lot.

Jerry rested his hands on Jennifer's toned stomach, watching his niece continue her struggle under his weight. He circled his index finger around her navel, forcing a giggle to slip out between screams. Jennifer wondered what her uncle had planned and she was not sure that she wanted to be a part of it.

"I have watched you grow from a little girl into a beautiful woman," her uncle said with a hint of sincerity. "You used to sit on my lap and I would hold you. Now that you're all grown up, I wouldn't mind going back to those times." Jerry leaned into Jennifer, wrenching his arms between her shoulders and the floor. He searched her neck for the small bow that kept her top nice and taut. He grinned when he found it. With her uncle practically lying on top of her, there wasn't much she could do. Jennifer considered biting him, but she feared how he might react. After all, she was tied up and defenseless.

Jerry anxiously undid the tie strings, letting them pass gracefully into her raven hair. With her top now undone, Jennifer grew fearful of her uncle's next move. She felt his hand wander along the top of her chest, moving dangerously close to her unrestrained breasts.

"I've wanted to see these tits since the day you turned legal...maybe even a few days before," Jerry hollered, yanking down the cups of Jennifer's bathing suit. Her breasts were now completely exposed, mere inches from her uncle's lust filled eyes. Jerry licked his chops, gazing at his niece's dark breasts and small, pink nipples. His eyes did not wander for what seemed like an eternity, focusing on the beautiful package he had just unwrapped. Jennifer took in a deep breath, expelling a blood curdling scream.

Jerry was unrelenting, ignoring his niece's feeble cry. He traced her neckline with his index finger, gently roaming toward her deep cleavage. He pressed firmly against Jennifer's breastbone, taking a moment to feel her heart pound beneath her heaving chest. Starting at her midriff, Jerry's hands slithered up her shapely body, grasping the mounds of flesh that sat firmly upon her chest. Jennifer tried not to panic, feeling a small pang of pleasure when the old man's hands connected with her hard nipples.

"These are perfect," Jerry commented, kneading Jennifer's firm breasts with his rough palms. "How many guys have played with these?"

Jennifer did not answer, trying her best to conceal any type of satisfaction that was looming from her uncle's actions. Jerry squeezed Jennifer's breasts, pulling them forward. He buried his head between her cleavage, the coarseness of his face irritating her sensitive flesh. Jennifer felt her uncle's wet tongue sully her skin, then move in on her pert nipples. He locked his lips around the erect nub, his tongue whipping away at her little tit. Jennifer squealed with more pleasure than pain. Her uncle took notice, continuing to roll his tongue over the receptive area. At one point, Jennifer could hear her uncle suckling hard; practically inhaling her right breast.

After several minutes of focusing on the upper part of her body, Jerry decided to move south. Jennifer was still tied to the bed, unable to fight off her uncle's advances. She felt some relief when he rose off of her numb hips and onto the floor beside her.

"Let's see what's under here," he said, hastily undoing all of her bikini ties. Jennifer twisted her legs, wrestling to keep her decency-- it was no use. Jerry snatched the small bit of fabric that covered her crotch, easily removing it from between her legs. She felt the thong rip between her cheeks, briefly teasing her anal cleft.

Jerry palmed both parts of the bikini, taking a quick sniff before sliding it into his pocket. Jennifer was embarrassed, lying prone and naked in front of her uncle. She attempted to kick, but it was weak. Her uncle dodged the ineffective attack, clutching Jennifer's ankles with a solid grip.

"Put your legs down," he commanded. "I promise that I won't hurt you and that you'll enjoy this."

Jennifer looked into her uncle's dark eyes, searching for a reason for his madness. Why was he doing this? Was he really that attracted to her? Was she such a tease, that she drove men to this? These thoughts were interrupted when she felt her uncle's paws outlining the small triangular tuft of hair just above her slit.

"I always figured you were clean shaven," Jerry said with a smile. He guided his finger down the length of her slit, tickling the pink flesh between his niece's legs. Jennifer squirmed, a sense of affliction rising in her body. He spread her open, gliding his finger through her moist lips. A small plash of liquid coated the tip, which he made sure to show her.

"This is interesting," he said wryly, turning his finger so that it glistened in the dim light. Jennifer's face became flush with shame. Was she enjoying this?

Jerry jerked Jennifer's legs apart and dove into her waiting pussy. He licked furiously at her slit, lapping up the moisture along her lips. She cringed with each swipe of his tongue, feeling the smooth texture of his muscle prod inside of her. Making a V-shape with his fingers, Jerry spread Jennifer's slippery lips. He purposely pulled upward, exposing her tiny clit. She braced herself, knowing that even the slightest touch to her clit would drive her wild. Jerry submerged his face onto her pussy, extending his tongue so that it lightly grazed the vulnerable knob. Hundreds of nerve endings pulsed through Jennifer's body, sending an intense chill to her spine. She bucked into her uncle's face, who took it as a sign that she was satisfied with his actions. Using the tip of his tongue, Jerry made a circular motion around her clit. This drove Jennifer insane, causing her to ball her fist from beyond her restraints. She didn't want to moan, but she knew that if her uncle kept up, she wouldn't be able to hold back.

Judging by the juices flowing from her wet pussy, Jerry knew that he was truly pleasuring his niece. He held her down at the hips and began to lightly flick his tongue against her clit. Jennifer bit her lower lip, pleasure rippling through every inch of her skin. Feeling the rush of an orgasm approaching, Jennifer gave up and let out a hushed moan. Jerry took a moment to laugh at her release, and then went back to pleasing her clit.

Billy and Kenny were still listening next door. They could hear the muffled exchange between a woman and their father, but neither could distinguish what was actually being said. All they knew was that their father must be having one hell of a time.

"You want to take a peek?" Kenny asked, flipping through a pamphlet on jet skiing.

"Maybe in a minute," Billy replied. "I wouldn't mind seeing what his bitch looks like." With each passing of Jerry's tongue, Jennifer wailed with sheer ecstasy. Her uncle was driving her to the brink of an intense orgasm that she could not contain. When Jennifer began to heavily resist his grip, Jerry let go and allowed his young niece to buck against his face. Her bare ass rose inches off the ground, forcing her pussy into Jerry's slick tongue. Seizing the moment, Jerry dug his fingers into the soft skin of Jennifer's ass. He pulled her even closer to his face, enjoying the consent of his beautiful niece.

"Don't stop!" she screamed, a charge of energy surging inside. "Please don't stop!" Her uncle did as she commanded, speedily tapping the tip of his tongue to her clit. Jennifer's entire body began to spasm with pangs of pleasure reaching each and every nerve. She screamed in bliss, howling from the erotic embrace that her uncle had so forcefully given her. As she came, her uncle never let up, continuing to lick her wet opening and allowing his niece to feel the entire expanse of her orgasm.

As she lay there exhausted, Jerry let his head rest on the young girl's pelvis. The sweet smell of her juices had filled the air, causing the hotel room to smell of sex. It was in that moment that the reality of what had just happened sank in. The orgasm was absolutely wonderful, but it had been instigated by her uncle. Was she some kind of sick freak?

"It's my turn," Jerry announced, jumping to his feet. Jennifer knew exactly what he meant by that comment. "I will untie you, but don't even think of running out of here."

"Why not?" Jennifer asked, still catching her breath.

"You're not dressed and I wouldn't have a problem locking you out if I needed to."

The idea of being alone and naked outside of the hotel room frightened Jennifer. She didn't have a way to get back to the camp site and how would she explain all this to her grandmother. If she decided to run, who knows what pervert would pick her up off the street. Jerry had her trapped.

"I won't run," Jennifer answered coyly.

"That's a good girl," he responded. "Besides, I think you enjoyed that."

Jennifer blushed as her uncle untied the ropes from the foot of the bed. Rubbing her sore wrists, Jennifer noticed that there were bright red marks from where she had struggled. Maybe they would fade by the time she went back to the camp site.

"On the bed," Jerry commanded.

Jennifer hesitated for a moment, then plopped onto the edge. The bed had a lot of give, probably having been fucked on thousands of times by horny tourists. Jennifer looked down at her body and felt the adrenaline return to her brain. For a moment she had grown comfortable being naked in front of her uncle, but seeing herself and rationalizing had made her more aware of what was going on. She was certainly brought back into reality as she watched her uncle undress.

Jerry was in his early fifties, overweight, and balding. He took off his shirt, unveiling his hairy grey chest and beer belly. Jennifer squinted, not knowing whether to be sad or disgusted. This feeling was stirred up once more when her uncle undid his pants and exposed himself to the girl of half his age. Jerry's bony legs were as hairy as his chest and added to the whole out of shape look he must have been going for. While Jennifer had viewed more of her uncle's ugly body than she had ever wanted to, the part that she was the most turned off by was his erect cock. It wasn't that his cock was unattractive, since she thought most of them looked the same to begin with. Nor was it that his balls were large and drooped really low to the ground. The forest of grey and black pubic hair was not an actual turn off, but it was something else that Jennifer could not put her finger on. Jennifer contemplated what it was, deciding that it was just the whole picture of her nude uncle that was unsettling and eerie.

"Have you sucked cock before?" Jerry asked, not anticipating an actual answer.

"Yes," Jennifer responded. She was tired of being timid.

"Why don't you show me what you can do?" he said, swinging his cock inches from her face. Jennifer tried to picture herself somewhere else; on the beach playing volleyball, at school, watching TV. None of those images did her any good when she opened her mouth and her uncle's dirty cock slipped inside. She could taste the salty sweat of his foreskin sliding along her tongue. She did nothing, letting her uncle thrust in and out at his own will. She just sat there like a statue, her jaw hung open for the pleasure of her uncle.

"This is not going to work," he said, pulling out. "If this is how you give your boyfriends head, they're never gong to stay with you." Jennifer looked down, thinking of the other men she had given head to. Without a doubt, she knew how to perform oral sex and please a man—it was just that the thought of doing it to her uncle was so taboo.

"I think that you're trying to make me do all the work, which wasn't the case when you were down on the floor. If you can't help me out here, then I'll just throw you out. Why don't you get on your knees and show me what you know."

Jennifer considered what he was saying and let out a sigh. She was still a little shook up from her uncle's lashing of her pussy, and couldn't help but feel that it was necessary to reciprocate. Jennifer made her decision and knelt down on the floor. Her uncle was pleased. Jennifer clutched her uncle's member, holding it tightly in her sweaty palm. She pumped his shaft close to the base, watching as each downward stroke made his cockhead swell.

"That's a good girl," he said, twirling her hair. "You've made it nice and hard." Shutting her eyes, Jennifer took the tip of her uncle's cock between her silky lips. Using her tongue, she pressed against the bulbous head and the tiny slit at the tip, swirling and encircling the rim and every sensitive nerve atop his dick. The feeling brought noticeable pleasure to her uncle, who was moaning out loud.

"You are a damn tease," he said, gripping the back of her head. "You've teased me your whole life, now I finally get a chance to try you out."

Jennifer took his cock further into her mouth, letting the head slide against the rigid roof of her palette. Four inches of cock was swelling between her cheeks, and she couldn't help but feel excited that she was the cause of it all. She eyed her uncle every once and awhile as she eased herself up and down the length. Jerry's face was a bright red, sweat pouring from his balding head.

"So good," he commented, tangling his hands in her black locks. "Is it alright for you?" Jennifer shrugged and continued to suck. There wasn't really a good way to answer that question. Jerry repositioned Jennifer's hand so that she was now holding his balls. Rolling his testicles in her warm palm, she decided to take him deeper. Relaxing her throat muscles, Jennifer led his cock down as far as it would go, holding it firmly in place when she felt her nose touch his coarse pubic hair. She was fine for a moment, and then felt a burning sensation inside. Gagging, she pulled away quickly and let her uncle's cock flail left and right.

"I don't think you're ready to take a whole cock in your mouth," her uncle joked. "I've seen very few women that could put that much dick in their mouth."

Jennifer didn't know whether she should be proud or embarrassed at her uncle's remark. She wiped the saliva from the corner of her thin lips and returned to sucking.

Kenny and Billy peered through the curtains of their father's window, trying to catch a glimpse of the whore in the room. Billy noticed the tan girl bobbing back and forth on their father's cock. Kenny took a peek, licking his lips at the sight of her large bouncing tits and her round ass poking into the air. He wondered if he could acquire her services later that night. They watched for several minutes, when Billy finally came to a realization.

"Shit!" he yelled.

"Shut up," Kenny replied. "I know it's hot, but be quiet."

"That's Jennifer," stuttered Billy.

"No way," said Kenny. He took a closer look and his jaw dropped to the floor.

"I told you," Billy said, punching his brother in the shoulder.

"Our cousin knows how to suck some cock," Kenny said with a smirk. "Who knew that stuck up bitch had it in her."

After a few more minutes of working her uncle's cock, Jerry voluntarily pulled out.

"Stand up," he commanded. "We're going outside."

"But you said I wouldn't have to if I did what you told me to," Jennifer whined.

"I said that I wouldn't lock you out," he reiterated. "We're going somewhere."

"Where?" she asked nervously.

"We're going to the beach." Jennifer looked around for her bikini, then remembered her uncle had pocketed it. She searched for his jeans, but was caught off guard when he yanked her across the room. He opened the door and threw her outside, following directly behind. They stood in the breezeway without clothing for a few moments, taking in everything that was gong on.

"Run to the car!" Jerry shouted at the top of his lungs. Jennifer made a mad dash for the van a few feet from the room. She reached for the handle, but soon realized that it was locked. In a panic, she pulled hard, hoping that it was just stuck.

"It's locked. Just hold on," Jerry explained, unlocking the driver's side door. He didn't seem embarrassed to be nude in public.

Jennifer danced on the pavement, the hot asphalt burning her feet. Standing naked in front of the entire hotel, she prayed no one was watching from their windows. A few cars drove by, so she instinctively knelt. Out of the corner of her eye, she noticed two people hiding behind an ice machine. Why were they hiding? She was the one that needed to hide. Hearing the clicking noise of the lock, Jennifer opened the door and jumped in. She was safe.

"Why were you so worried?" her uncle asked. "You've got a beautiful body. You ought to show it off."