Where it happened: Car
Langauge: English
Sex: Female
Rating: 6
Category: Straight
I was 17 when it first happened.
My Dad had a younger brother, Bill, who was 20. Because he wasn’t all that much older than I was, we chummed around a lot, going to the movies, swimming in the Summertime, and just generally hanging out.We had done this since I was 14 years old and he was 17.
One Saturday last year, Bill and I had been to a movie at the Mall, which had some pretty sexy scenes in it. It was R rated and quite explicit. After the movie,, Bill was driving me home,and I could see he had an erection in his pants. I mentioned to him that the movie must have affected him a lot. He said that it had, and asked me if it hadn’t affected me in the same way — seeing all those explicit love scenes. I said that it had, but I had no way of showing it. Then Bill asked me if I’d ever had sex. I told him No. He then asked me if I’d like to try it with him, and I said I didn;t think it would be proper, but he kept after me, telling me that it was really lots of fun and that he thought I’d enjoy it. The more he talked, the more he convinced me that it wouldn’t hurt to try, and so we drove outside of town on a deserted road, and after taking off all our clothes,he rolled a condom onto his erection and very gently started to enter me. It was a big car and we had lots of room and it felt so very good, as he kept pushing his erection in an out. I had no pain whatsoever — only pleasurable feelings. I could feel his warm semen filling the condom inside me, and hoped it wouldn’t break, because I didn’t want to get pregnant — let alone with my Uncle! Uncle Bill came several times inside me, and kept whispering my name in my ear and saying “Thank you, Thank ,Thank you Traci– you feel so damn good! I’ve wanted to dio this with you for such a long time now.Thany you, thank you, thank you.”
Well, that was m first time, and it felt great. I have never regretted it.
Uncle Bill and I have done it 6 times since. We know it’s probably not right, but we do enjoy each other’s bodies and the feelings we have for each other don’t seem wrong. I have even given him two blow-jobs, which he especially enjoys — and I love giving.
If my Dad ever found out that his brother was having sex with me, he’d really explode, I know, and my Mom would have a fit — or even maybe a nervous breakdown. So, we are very careful. We pick our times and places for sex very carefully. Now that I’m 18, I’m of “legal age,” and who knows, maybe Uncle Bill and I can get married some day. I don’t know if the State of Wisconsin permits it or not, but we are very much in love — and why should the State stand in the way of true love?