"Dammit, let go," he sputtered.
"Uh-uh," Stacy laughed. "I've got you now, Uncle Bill. You'll have to go wherever I go."
Damn her, anyhow, she didn't realize what she was doing. It was just a childish game to her, but to Bill it was an evil and dangerous sport. He could get unbearably aroused. She simply didn't understand how she was arousing him. Or did she?
Bill followed helplessly as Stacy led him into deeper water, keeping a firm grip on his doughy, pale prick. When the water was up to her chin, she stopped and stood there facing him, rhythmically squeezing and pumping his meat. Her other hand slipped under his hairy balls and began massaging them.
"Stacy, cut it out," Bill said. "I told you yesterday, we can't do things like that. It's just not right."
"Aw, come off it, Uncle Bill," she laughed. "You know you dig it. And if we both like it, who's it hurting?"
"Stacy, you're just too young for this sort of thing," Bill said with exasperation. "I told you it's wrong, and that's all I'm going to say. Let go."
Stacy gripped his cock more firmly. She was pouting. "I want to play with you," she said. "I want to do more fun things, like we did yesterday."
There was only one thing to do. Bill reached around behind her, feeling the firm little rounds of her butt, and goosed her sharply.
"Hey," Stacy yelped, letting go of his cock.
Bill turned away and swiftly marched out of the water. He lay down on the blanket and covered his crotch with a newspaper. Stacy stood in the water frowning at him.
"You finish your swim, Stacy," he said firmly, "and then well go home." He lay back and closed his eyes.
Stacy fumed. What was the matter with the guy, anyway? She'd never been rejected before. It only made her more determined than ever to seduce her handsome uncle. By God, he wasn't going to turn her down.
She swam for awhile, cooling her temper, making her plans. She was determined not to leave that beach without getting laid, but the question was how to change her uncle's mind. His middle-class hangups might be silly, but they were also strong. He seemed dead set against making love to her.
Maybe if she reasoned with him, won him over to her point of view… Stacy walked slowly up the beach to where her uncle was lying on the blanket. He was on his back, his eyes closed, a newspaper draped discreetly over his lap. His broad hairy chest moved up and down slowly. Stacy saw that he was asleep.
She grinned wickedly. This was her chance.
Quietly, carefully, Stacy knelt down on the blanket beside her dozing uncle and removed the paper from his lap. His long pale prick was completely limp, lying sleepily on his thigh. His rosy dark-furred balls were limp, too, resting in his crotch. His legs were slightly parted.
Stacy felt hot excitement in her pussy. It'd been two days now since she'd been balled, and she was more than ready. She eyed Bill's long thick rod, remembering how huge it looked when it was hard. Her aroused cunt leaked a hot trickle of juice. Oh, Jesus, she just had to have him…
There was only one way to do it, and that was to get him so hot and horny that he couldn't resist her. All her kinky experience at the movies would come in handy now. She was an expert at arousing men, but she'd never met a case as difficult as her Uncle Bill.
She bent low beside him, her pert nose almost touching his limp milky-white cock. She eased her little pink tongue down onto his faintly pulsing rod and just let it rest there, feeling the inner heat of his sleepy prick. She was going to have to make her move just right.
Very slowly and carefully Stacy ran her slick tongue up her uncle's flaccid dick till she was tasting the faintly salty head of his long thick cock. She opened her lips with great care, licking them, making them slick, and then gently fitted them around the big knobby dark red head of his prick.
She waited, but Bill didn't stir. So far so good. She began to close her lips around the fat hard head of his prick. When her lips were gripping his meat firmly, she began to suck his long, doughy cock into her mouth. She did it very very slowly and gently, so as not to wake him.
About this time Bill began to feel it, but he didn't realize what it was. He was asleep, and he was only vaguely aware of a very pleasant, warm, wet sensation around the glans of his cock. A smile crept over his face, but he didn't wake up.
Stacy sucked more and more of her uncle's long limp dick into her mouth. She was breathing harder and faster now, her saliva pooling thickly, for she loved sucking cock, always getting very excited when she did it. She forced herself to be slow and gentle, though, not wanting him to wake yet.
"Ummm," Bill murmured.
Whatever it was, it felt great. Half-asleep, he felt his limp meat easing into, something slick and wet and fiery hot. He mumbled his pleasure, stirred a little, but still didn't guess what was happening. The hot sun made him loggy, and he drifted back to sleep.
Stacy kept up her slow discreet sucking motion, till at last she had his whole flaccid cock in her mouth, right down to his wiry haired balls. She stopped to catch her breath. Now came the most delicate step of all. She had to get him hard before he woke up and stopped her. It wasn't going to be easy.
"Uhhhh!" Bill moaned.
His cock was being sucked, sucked very hard and fast. At first he thought he was dreaming, but the dream was just too damned good, the stinging pleasure in his cock and balls too real. Drowsy from the heat, he couldn't come awake very fast. He moaned as pleasure melted his loins, and he felt his cock going hard.
Stacy creamed heavily down her thighs when she felt her uncle's prick leaping into erection in her mouth. She'd succeeded – he had a rampant hard-on, and he wasn't awake yet. She kept up her powerful wet sucking, her mouth stuffed almost to bursting with his huge hard fat prick.
Bill's eyes flickered open. He looked sleepily down at his lap where a girl's blonde head was bobbing furiously. What the hell…? Coming out of that deep sleep, it took him a moment to understand who she was and what was happening.
Meanwhile his cock, achingly hard and swollen, was responding hungrily to her expert hard sucking. His glans swelled up tight and began to drool thick salty juice. His balls ballooned up to their full size, taut and ready. He was powerfully horny, aching to come.
At last he got his head clear, realizing that his mischievous little niece Stacy was sucking his cock. Where in hell had a teenage girl learned to do that? Dammit, she was like a pro!
"Stacy," he gasped, "stop that. You know what I said."
Her answer was to swallow half of his cock, taking it deep into her throat. She'd learned to do that in her adventures at the movies, but she reserved it for very special cases. She figured Uncle Bill was a special case indeed.
"Ahhhhh," Bill moaned.
He'd never felt anything like it. Her slick hot throat closed around the upper half of his erect dick, squeezing him deliciously. He moaned and fell back on the towel, gasping. Fierce pleasure rocked his body. Vaguely he wondered, again, where a teenage girl had learned tricks like this.
"Ummm," Stacy murmured.
She was very excited. She could see the effect she was having on her handsome uncle. He lay limp and gasping as she vigorously sucked his swollen meat, his face flushed, his eyes glazed with pleasure.
"S-Stacy," he stammered, "you better stop. Not right…"
She paid no attention. She went on sucking powerfully on his long rigid prick until it began to drool big gobs of cream that trickled down her throat. No man had ever turned her down before, and she was determined that Bill would not be the exception.
"Honey, don't," he panted. "Could get us into trouble."
Stacy would have laughed if her mouth hadn't been stuffed with cock. Trouble? That's exactly what she wanted, all the delicious trouble that went with love-making. Only she didn't call it trouble. She called it fun.