The Carwash
My Uncle Bob got a us3d classic sports car, and he had come over to show it to us. He decided that he wanted to wash it and wax it, and I wanted to help him with it. My parents left to go to a movie, and that left Uncle Bob and me alone for the afternoon.
I liked being around Uncle Bob. He was a fun guy, and good-looking, too. I had always noticed that I was his favorite niece.
I wore a small halter top and a pair of white shorts to help him wash the car, and I figured that I would have to change right away, since I would probably get them wet, anyway. I didn't realize what it would lead to, but I didn't wear any panties, not wanting to get fresh panties wet.
As we washed the car, sure enough, I got some water splashed on me, and I splashed some water back on Uncle Bob.
Uncle Bob's care was really neat, and getting wet on that hot afternoon really cooled me off. I noticed that Uncle Bob was looking at me, and I looked down.
The white shorts I was wearing were wet, and they became semi-transparent when they got wet. The dark patch of my pubic hair was fully visible. I looked at Uncle Bob, and he was smiling. I took the hose and directed the spray of water at his crotch, and he ran toward me, laughing. He grabbed me, the hose was caught between us. I pulled away and turned off water. I could now see the outline of his ass beneath his shorts, but there was nothing else to see. He was wearing undies, and they were darker than the light yellow of his shorts.
We wiped the car down quickly, Uncle Bob constantly staring at my halter, and at my wet shorts.
"You getting your eyes full?" I asked.
"Not nearly as much as I want to," he said.
I continued wiping the care, and when we were finished, we went in the hous3 to dry off. I went into the bathroom and peeled off my wet clothes, my nipples hard.
"Uncle Bob," I called out into the hallway from the open bathroom door.
He came walking down the hallway. "Yeah?"
"Come here and dry my back."
He stepped into the bathroom, his eyes wide.
"You said you wanted to get your eyes full," I said.
"Maybe my hands, too," he said, taking the towel from me, pressing it gently against my back.
He rubbed downward, moving the towel across my ass cheeks. He touched my ass with one hand as he patted the terry cloth lower and lower, moving down my legs. His touch was warm and strong.
"God, that feels good," I said.
He moved back up again. "Turn around," he said.
I spun around, my tits in his face. "Dry this," I said.
He looked at my hard nipples, and then down at my pubic hair. His hands shook as he moved the towel gently across my breasts.
"Damn," he said, leaning forward, his lips parted. He touched his lips to one of my nipples. I hadn't ever expected to feel like that, not with Uncle Bob.
I felt his tongue dart out and swipe around my nipple. He sucked it into his mouth, and I could hear little slurping noises. He moved to my other nipple, and his hand went to my crotch.
I took the towel from him, and with one hand, tugged at the hem of his shirt, pulling it over his head as he backed away. He helped me pull his shorts down and off, and I looked in amazement at his hard cock sticking up.
I reached out and touched the tip of it with my fingers. It was hard, but the skin was smooth. The head of it was bright pink, and I watched and felt as it throbbed to my touch.
I wrapped my fingers around the base of it and stroked upward. He closed his eyes and moaned. I got on my knees in front of him, looking at his hairy cock and balls closely. I leaned forward and touched the tip of his cock with my tongue. I ran my tongue down the shaft of his hard cock to his balls. His balls were hairy and the skin wrinkled. I could feel my tongue lift one of the orbs inside the hairy sac. They were large and egg-shaped.
"Oh, God, Diana," he said.
I stood and pulled his cock toward my wet pussy.
"Fuck me," I said.
He bent at the knees, pressing his cock against my cunt. I could feel it enter me, and it filled my wet pussy as he straightened, pulling me by my ass cheeks toward him. He lifted me off the floor a little, and thrust forward.
Then he pulled out of me. I lay on the bathroom floor, the little bath mat at my back. I spread my legs, and Uncle Bob lay atop me. I felt him pressing against me again, and this time, he slammed his cock deep inside me. He began to thrust in and out, and I moved my ass up and down in time with his thrusting.
I could feel my wet juices flowing out of me, and I gripped his cock with the muscles deep inside me. My legs began to shake, and a tremble shook my body as I began to cum. He came right after that, spasms making his body jerk, his hot breath in my face. I could feel his cock grow and shoot hot liquid deep inside me, where it mixed with my own juices.
He pulled out and stood.
"Now we need a shower," he said.
I smiled. "Can we wash your car some more?"
He nodded. "We can wash my car here, there, and everywhere."
