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Hiking with Uncle Dave
by Obmuj (address withheld)

***

She called him the Big Bad Wolf, and he said she was 
Little Red Riding Hood. At 15, she was about to find 
out how the children's story could lead to adult 
pleasure as Uncle Dave and she hiked the Blue Ridge 
Parkway. With her mother's permission. (M/f-teen, ped, 
inc)

***

Not exactly innocent, but being kissed does not make a 
fifteen-year-old girl knowledgeable about the facts of 
life, except what one learns from friends, magazines, 
movies, or even xxx rated video films. My life seemed 
to change drastically after my parents divorced. My 
extended family was a mixture between my mother's 
siblings, aunts, uncles and grandparents. 

The same could be said of my father's family, but they 
seemed to divorce me, when mom and dad separated, so I 
didn't see them that often. My favorite person to be 
around when I was younger was my Uncle Dave, my 
mother's younger brother. For no reason other than to 
be comfortable, I would walk around the house in just 
my panties, and when my breast started to grow, a bra. 

There were times when Uncle Dave was in our home and I 
was dressed in just my underwear. Uncle Dave would 
tease me and was always playful with me, but made no 
sexual moves towards me, ever. I started to develop 
when I was just a few weeks from my thirteenth 
birthday. 

Uncle Dave became a little more reserved towards me 
after that, and I wanted his attention, and I sometimes 
fantasize Uncle Dave was my "boyfriend" and I would use 
him in my fantasy as I masturbated. Never did I 
experience any personal contact with Uncle Dave that 
wasn't strictly on the relationship of family. 

Then I had an opportunity to be alone with my favorite 
uncle for a four day hiking trip. Would my desires to 
be close to my uncle finally become more than something 
to masturbate to in my mind? Only one problem was 
present in my thoughts of sex with my uncle, my breast 
were so small, and was sure nothing would ever happen 
between my uncle and myself, with tiny breast.

****

When you live in the city, and an opportunity arises 
for a teenage girl to take a camping trip with your 
favorite uncle, your life doesn't seem to get any 
better. Joanne, my mom, told me her youngest brother, 
who was thirty-two, had called and invited me to go 
camping with him for a five-day camping and hiking 
trip. I had just returned from the local city swimming 
pool with my best friend Tammy, and after hearing all 
the details from mom about the trip I called Tammy.

"Tammy, I get to go with Uncle Dave for a camping and 
hiking trip in the mountains." The place we were going 
to hike was the Blue Ridge Parkway, that winds through 
mountains where the lush trees and beautiful pastures, 
that also has winding creeks." For the next twenty 
minutes we spoke about the trip and Tammy continued 
asking to let her go with Uncle Dave and me.

Tuesday morning I was up at five-thirty, and by six 
o'clock, Uncle Dave and I were headed for the 
mountains. After two hours of driving, we pulled off 
the interstate and ate breakfast at a Cracker Barrel. 
While enjoying my breakfast, Uncle Dave teased me about 
my growing up, and not being the skinny kid he used 
carry on his shoulders. I returned the teasing and 
remembering that he was four years younger than my mom, 
told him. "Well Old Man, when we hike those mountains 
and you get tired, you just let know and I will give 
you a piggyback ride."

"Let's see, you're fifteen now, so you are probably 
given your boy friends' piggyback rides, or possibly 
other kind of rides, Miss Sexy."

"Uncle Dave, you are impossible, I don't even have a 
boyfriend, but I know what you meant." Then I add, 
"You're the only man I would even consider letting do 
what you're insinuating," I said with a grin on my face 
and sarcasm in my voice.

"Thanks, guess that is a compliment, but don't tell 
your mommy if we do anything, Little Girl." The tone of 
Uncle Dave's voice told me that he was not going to 
stop teasing me, so I looked at him, and asked, "Well 
Big Boy, are you going to share your sleeping bag with 
me and protect me from the Big Bad Wolf?" With a very 
soft pitch to my voice I asked, "Or are you the Big Bad 
Wolf?"

"Perhaps protect isn't the operable word, Little Red 
Riding Hood, and don't forget what the Bad Wolfe did to 
Riding Hood." Uncle Dave laughed and added, "You have 
grown since I saw you over Christmas."

"Now if I remember correctly, the Big Bad Wolf got in 
grandma's bed, and when Little Red Riding Hood, went to 
see granny, the wolf jumped out the bed, grabbed Little 
Red Riding Hood, and ate her." Then I acted really 
serious, and asked Uncle Dave, so are you going to eat 
me?"

"Have you ever been eaten, or will I be your first?"

"Uncle Dave you are impossible, and I know what you are 
saying and you know what I just said, so tell me the 
truth, would you like me for dinner, or at least 
dessert?" After we both laughed at exchange, I told 
Uncle Dave, "I've never done anything, and I'm really a 
virgin, and hope you believe me. But, I will let you be 
my Big Ba Wolf, and won't object, if you would like 
that between us, really and truthfully, Uncle Dave."

"Merlee, you just gave me an invitation that no sane 
person could refuse, uncle or not, you are very pretty, 
and right now you should not tempt me. What have you 
done with boys, if you want to tell me?"

"Nothing really, and no boy has ever touched me, and 
other than kissing, I'm so pure the kids in school call 
me Snow White, or Little Virgin Girl, and that is 
sometimes hard to live with. One day I thought about 
letting Johnny Menion do some things, but I got scared 
and told my friend Tammy we needed to leave before we 
got in trouble. Uncle Dave, Tammy is really cute, and 
she had let Johnny's brother, Rick, remove her top and 
bra, and she wanted him to undress her all the way and 
would have let him do it to her, if I hadn't gotten 
scared and said we needed to leave."

"Sounds like Tammy is ready for sex, so are you ready, 
Little Red Riding Hood?"

"Uncle Dave, I might be, but would you want to do it 
with your niece, and not be upset when I didn't know 
what to do?"

"This is a strange conversation, and I'm glad you 
mother isn't listening, so guess we best get on the 
road, and no, I would be honored if I was ever allowed 
to be your first, or any other time, OK?" Walking from 
the restaurant, I smiled at Uncle Dave and reached out 
and held his hand in mine. "Thanks Uncle Dave and I 
will do whatever happens between us, and let you show 
me how to be nice to you, if you want that between the 
two of us," I answered?

Back in the car, we drove another four hours, then we 
reached the entrance of the Parkway, paid the toll, and 
drove to where we were going to hike and camp out. 
Fixing our backpacks so they were well balanced, and 
each of us filled two canteens, we placed the packs on 
our backs, and fastened the others so they were secure 
and centered on our backs and shoulders. 

Picking up our hiking sticks, we headed out for the 
trail, and within a few minutes were enjoying the 
beauty of the woods. Around three in the afternoon, we 
reached a small green pasture, and the wild flowers 
were in full bloom.

No matter which way you turned, you saw the brilliant 
blues and golds of the summer flowers, and of in the 
distance we watch three deer as they grazed on the 
grass near the tree line.

Following the trail, we reached the point where Uncle 
Dave said he wanted to hike into the trees and away 
from the main path. As we walked, we snacked on our 
trail pack of goodies, and then we finally crested the 
high hill we had been climbing. Reaching the top, we 
looked around and down below, we saw the most wonderful 
scene, and I took several photographs of the valley and 
the creek that ran in a meandering way from one end of 
the valley to the other.

Uncle Dave let me take photographs of him with the 
valley as a backdrop, and then he took several of me. 
Removing my tripod, I attached the camera to it, and 
using the timer, took photos of us together.

While waiting for the camera to click the shoot 
automatically, I moved my face up and kissed Uncle Dave 
lightly on his lips, and heard the camera shutter click 
as my lips were on his. He reached down and lightly 
slapped my butt, and I told him, "You have to pay to 
play." I had heard that expression in a movie or read 
it in a book once, but when I said it, I realized what 
it meant, and embarrassed myself.

"You certainly have a red face, Little Girl, did you 
do, or say something I don't know about," Uncle Dave 
asked, and knowing full well what I had said was making 
me turn red. Then he looked at me and said he thought 
he would switch to his hiking shorts before the hike 
down into the valley, as it is going to be really hot 
in the afternoon Sun. With that he removed his backpack 
and removed his hiking shorts from the pocket which 
contained extra underwear, socks and shirts.

I watched in amazement as he removed his levis and 
stood in his jockey shorts. The front of his shorts was 
pushed out and I knew what was hiding behind the 
material, and felt a strange excitement pass through my 
body with the knowledge. Then I heard him tell me, "You 
should wear shorts also, as the levis are not made for 
hiking in the sun."

I removed my backpack, and placing it on the ground, 
got out a pair of shorts. My mind was a blur as I 
removed my pants and stood in front of my uncle in just 
my panties, which were just a little bigger than my 
pubic area in the front. Looking at Uncle Dave, I saw 
his eyes were looking at me and they seemed to drill 
holes in my panties. As I stepped into my shorts, and 
pulled them up, his eyes never left my crotch. "Like 
what you're seeing?" I asked.

"Most assuredly, you have beautiful legs, and the Big 
Bad Wolf would love to share a sleeping bag with the 
pretty damsel in distress, so is the offer still good 
for tonight?" Then laughed as I saw he had been taking 
photos of me as I changed, and had held the camera at 
his side as he took them.

"Uncle Dave, you're an idiot, you took pictures of me 
in my panties. You're a pervert. You know that?" Then I 
surprised him and myself and added in a teasing voice, 
"Have the camera ready when we reach the creek because 
I'm going to swim nude there too!"

"That, Merlee, will make my day, and I hope you're 
serious, as you know I do photographic work for a 
living, and you for a model would be wonderful." Then 
he smiled and said I looked wonderful, and asked if I 
had brought my bathing suit with me?

"Yes, it is a one-piece, with a French cut up the side 
of the legs, but it makes my legs look fat." Then we 
replaced out backpacks, and headed down the long walk 
to the valley floor below us. The distance across the 
valley was likely a couple of miles, or so it seemed as 
the sun was hot like a typical July afternoon, as we 
walked facing it.

It was nearly seven o'clock in the evening by the time 
we had our camp set up, and we used our small propane 
stove to cook our meal of dried foods, mixed with water 
from the stream. After cleaning up the material from 
out meal packs, we decided to go for a swim.

Uncle Dave stripped off his clothes in front of me, and 
when he removed his jockey shorts, his manhood was 
hanging down between his legs, and he had hair covering 
his chest and it ran all the way to his pubic area. 
Smiling at me, he walked over and stepped down into the 
stream and yelled out, "Damn, it is cold; my balls are 
going to freeze off!"

Hearing his exclamation, I commenced laughing and 
decided if he could be nude, I could be, also. Removing 
my clothes, I wondered what mom would say if she knew I 
was naked in front of her brother. After removing my 
sports bra and panties, I walked slowly and with a 
timid look on my face as I approached my uncle, and saw 
his eyes were traveling up and down my body as I neared 
the creek. 

Being nude before Uncle Dave me ill at ease, and I was 
certain he would laugh when he saw my 32-A breast. 
Other than my mom, and the girls in the shower at 
school, no one had ever seen my body nude. Now I was 
being looked upon by the man who I had used in my 
masturbation fantasy.

"Stay there, let me get my camera, I want some photos 
of you as you walk through the grass and then into the 
water." Smiling at me as he walked past me, Uncle Dave 
told me, "You are truly a lovely young woman." 

He didn't say a girl, but Uncle Dave called me a woman. 
I knew that our being nude was wrong, and his taking 
photographs of me nude was also wrong. Yet I felt like 
it was my time in history of womanhood to share myself, 
not in a sexual way, but as a woman desired and seen 
nude for the first time by a man.

After obtaining his digital camera, Uncle Dave got back 
in the water, but as he passed, I saw his penis was 
sticking out in front of him. My mind told me he was 
excited in viewing my body in the nude, and this caused 
me to feel desirable, even though I knew it was not a 
proper condition for either myself or my Uncle Dave.

When Uncle Dave told me how to walk and how to move my 
arms, he was taking photos after photos, and as I 
entered the water, it was so cold and my mouth cried 
out the shock my body was receiving from the cold 
water. "My god, Uncle Dave, it is cold, and I don't 
know if I want to get any deeper than my knees, and you 
know why, right?"

Smiling as he said it, he told me, "I can see two 
reasons sticking out from your gorgeous breast, and I 
mean they are sticking out, and puckered up at the same 
time." Then he had me move in various poses and to tell 
him what I was feeling in his photographing me while I 
was nude. "Turn a little to your left, Love, yes, like 
that, now lean back just a slight bit, perfect, now 
walk toward me and splash the water lightly with your 
fingers."

Looking down I could see my nipples were puckered up, 
and they seemed to be twice the length I had ever seen 
them before. Finally I was only a foot from where Uncle 
Dave was standing, and I could see his penis was 
sticking straight out and slightly upward from his 
body. 

Tammy and I had often discussed about boys and how 
their things must look when they are excited. Just a 
few weeks ago, Tammy had told me she saw her twin 
brother in the nude, and he had a boner on, and it 
stuck almost straight up in the air.

She had touched it, but when he asked her to do remove 
her housecoat, and she was in only her panties, she had 
taken them off as well. Tammy told me she had let her 
brother touch her breast and even between her legs. 
When he pulled her down on the bathroom floor, and got 
between her legs, he started to put his penis into her 
sex. When that happened, Tammy said she became afraid, 
got up from the floor, and ran from the bathroom where 
she had seen her brother nude and they had almost done 
it.

After telling Uncle Dave about Tammy, he told me if 
Tammy was like myself, he could see why her brother 
would want to have more than just a look at his sister.

Uncle Dave asked me to smile and to move my hands over 
and around my face and hair and then he asked me to cup 
my breast with my hands and to pinch my nipples with my 
fingers. He was taking photographs the entire time, and 
had stepped back about three feet from me. 

"Jump up as far into the air as you can, and spread 
your legs far apart," Uncle Dave asked me. How many 
times he shot me I didn't keep track off, but he 
eventually kneeled down in the water, and I knew he was 
photographing me between my legs as I jumped up, and I 
made certain my legs were really wide, so wide apart 
that it hurt to have them stretched that far apart.

Finally, he walked over to the bank and placed the 
camera on the grass, then walked back to where I was 
standing. I watch as his thing bounced up and down as 
he walked in the water to me. The movement of his penis 
up and down and even kind of sideways was amazing to 
me. Uncle Dave smiled at me, and knew I was looking at 
his erection. "Do you enjoy seeing me excited, and 
being hard from looking at you, Merlee?"

Without thinking, I replied, "Yes, I've never seen a 
man's thing before, and is it actually hard from your 
looking at me in the nude, be honest and tell me the 
truth, Uncle Dave?"

"Yes, and you are truly a lovely person to view nude." 
Then Uncle Dave was standing directly in front of me, 
and perhaps a couple of inches were open between our 
bodies. I could feel the end of his penis touching my 
stomach. I wasn't scarred, but my body felt an unknown 
tenseness. That our closeness could lead to sex didn't 
enter my mind only that some Being was taking over my 
mind and body. My arms reached out and hugged Uncle 
Dave, and I pulled us tightly together, then his arms 
were around me.

I felt uneasy in allowing my body to be seen by my 
uncle, especially my small breast, and sparse pubic 
hair. There was no way I could stop from asking Uncle 
Dave for the truth about my body. "Uncle Dave, I need 
to know the truth, do you really think my breast are 
nice, and not to small?"

"Merlee, your breast are perfectly shaped and pointed 
and look to be firm and your nipples are the most 
exquisite I have ever looked upon."

Looking at Uncle Dave, I wondered what he thought about 
the thin growth of hair over my sex, and if I was 
really cute. "Uncle Dave, is my hair, down there, ok, 
or what?"

"Your perfect all over, and I hope to prove that to you 
in the fullest way possible, or should we stop what our 
actions are leading up to, as you are only fifteen, and 
the decision is yours, Sweetheart." After hearing Uncle 
Dave speak about how I looked and how he thought I was 
really pretty, I knew that I would let him do all those 
things I had visualized while masturbating. 

"Be gentle," I spoke in a light whisper to my uncle, as 
I turned my face up so he would kiss me.

There could be no doubt what I had insinuated with my 
comment, and my uncle did not fondle me in any way, but 
asked in a soft voice, "Merlee, are you still a 
virgin?"

In a soft whisper, I replied, "Yes!" My body felt the 
hairs on Uncle Dave's chest, and they were exciting to 
feel them on my nipples and breast. He picked me up in 
his arms and carried me over to the grass and lay me 
down gently.

"Do you want to continue, and you know what will 
happen, don't you, Merlee?" Then he lay down beside 
him, and looking in my eyes, asked, "Do you wish it to 
be more romantic and we'll wait until it is dark, and 
we can see the stars, or we cannot go all the way, the 
choice is yours?"

"Oh, Uncle Dave, I-I'm afraid, but I would like it to 
be dark and the stars out my first time." Then as I 
felt him hug me, I spoke about our being related. "We 
will be having incest, won't we, but I will never 
tell."

Uncle Dave told me that it would be incest, but he 
could not have believed how I had changed. Had he known 
how I had grown over the past six or so months, he 
wouldn't have brought me with him camping. We lay side-
by-side, and weren't doing anything but hugging each 
other. Uncle Dave was stroking my back with one hand, 
and he asked me, "Merlee, do you understand all about 
having sex, or what people do when they give each other 
pleasure?"

For a while I explained what I knew from reading and 
seeing in movies, and what Tammy had and I had spoken 
about. When I informed Uncle Dave about a sex movie 
Tammy and I watched that belonged to her father, and 
how we wondered if we could take a man's thing in our 
mouths.

Uncle Dave had moved so his penis was laying between my 
thighs and was moving it back and forth so it caressed 
my sex. His one hand was on my small breast, while the 
other was stroking my back and down to my hips, then 
back up and would even caress my face. 

The feelings in my body were unlike anything I had ever 
felt before, and the closeness made me hug my Uncle 
Dave's neck. "You can be the Big Bad Wolf, but don't do 
it yet, I want it under the stars, as it seems romantic 
that way, and you will be my first, please believe me, 
Uncle Dave."

We got up, dressed and walked across the meadow to 
where the hill started, and we found a rock 
outcropping, and we climbed up a short way, then sat 
back and looked out over the valley. The view was 
beautiful, and Uncle Ted told me about his time in the 
military, and how he once sat on a dead tree during a 
night training patrol, in Washington state when he was 
stationed there. 

Both of us looked and spoke about the beauty of the 
countryside. Uncle Dave had been in Bosnia and that was 
why I hadn't seem him for several months. The life of 
people where he was stationed was terrible due to the 
war, it made him understand life much more, and that he 
wanted nothing more than to survive and get back to his 
family.

While we sat and watched deer come across the valley as 
it got darker. Uncle Dave asked me it I was ready to 
return to our camp. My mind told me what that meant, 
and I shuddered and moved against him. Uncle Dave took 
me in his arms, and pulled me tight against him. Then 
he stood up, reached down with his hand, helped me 
stand up, and we commenced walking back to camp.

We had a light-weight tent set up that we would sleep 
in. I thought, tonight is my honeymoon, and my castle 
was the tent we were going to sleep in tonight. My mind 
said we were in some strange and distant land, all 
being romantic to my fifteen-year-old mind. Uncle Dave 
asked me if I would like a cup of coffee, as he was 
going to fix some on the small propane camping stove. 
"Great idea, and how cold will it get tonight, cause it 
seems like the temperature has dropped considerably?"

"Most likely around the fifties, and we are higher than 
you think above sea level, so I guess we will need to 
snuggle together tonight." Then the water was heated 
and Uncle Dave mixed the instant coffee in the water, 
then handed me a cup. Looking at me, he asked if I was 
happy and glad I had came on the hike with him.

"When mom said you called and invited me, I was really 
happy, as we never go any place since mom and dad 
divorced." "You know I had no idea, in any way - shape 
or form, that I would be nude with you, and would let 
you know you could have me." As I sipped my coffee, my 
mind created a question that had been in my mind since 
we were nude at the stream. 

I had to ask him, "Uncle Dave, did you invite me so you 
could maybe have sex with me, and be honest, cause I 
won't be mad, but I want to know if that is why you 
asked me along?" The question was long and I knew that 
if I didn't say it all at once, I would turn chicken 
and perhaps ruin our trip.

"No, Merlee, it wasn't until I saw you nude, and you 
are truly beautiful, and I must say it, your tits are 
the best I have ever seen." We looked at each other, 
and I was amazed when he said "tits" instead of breast, 
but it did not bother me when he used the slang word, 
as I knew it was not used in a disrespectful manner. 
Then he asked, "What size are your breast?"

"They are 32 A-cups, and I wish they were bigger, and 
not so hard feeling." When I told Uncle Dave that, I 
was certain he found them small, and I knew they were 
pointed out and were like a funnel in shape. My nipples 
were somewhat longer than the girls I saw when we would 
shower after gym class, and they were so fair in pink 
color, they appeared as if they were off-white.

"Tell me the truth Uncle Dave, you see women's breast 
all the time when you photograph them, and are you 
serious when you said my "TITS" are the pettiest you 
have ever seen." When I used the word tits, I was 
excited, and spoke it louder than the other words, and 
Uncle Dave busted up laughing, and shouted loudly when 
spelling the word, "T I T S" and must have scarred all 
the animals around.

After a second cup of coffee, I looked at Uncle Dave 
and asked him, "May I get ready for bed first, even if 
you have seen me without clothing?"

"Yes, that would be nice, Merlee, and make up your mind 
as to what you wish to happen."

"I have already, Dave, my mind is made up as to what I 
wish to happen," I replied, knowing within the next 
hour I would no longer be a virgin. "Dave, from now on 
it will never be Uncle Dave, you understand, don't you, 
DAVE," I said with excitement in my voice?

Entering the small plastic tent, I undressed, and in my 
backpack, found my deodorant and lipstick, and after 
fluffing my hair, spoke in a soft voice, "I'm ready, 
Dave, come in."

When the flap of the tent pulled back, and I saw Dave 
at the entrance, I moved forward, with my beach towel 
in my hand. "Under the stars, Dave, or should I say, 
Big Bad Wolf, remember?"

Helping me from the tent, he took the towel I offered 
him, and spread it out on the ground. He held me close 
and eased me down on the make shift wedding bed, or at 
least that is how I thought of the towel, as I reclined 
on it. His nude body shown in the moonlight, and I 
could see his erection, and it seemed larger and rose 
high and upward from his body toward the stars.

Dave lay down beside me, and both of us were on our 
back, and I looked at the millions of stars as they 
twinkled in the sky. Never had I seen so many stars, 
and the moon was full, and the light across the sky 
settled down onto us as we held hands.

Moving my hand in his and downward, Dave placed it on 
his erect penis, and for the first time in my life I 
was feeling the firmness of a male organ. The stiffness 
and smoothness of the object surprised me. While I was 
holding him in my hand, Dave rolled onto his side, and 
his lips were soon on my face and then on my lips. 

I had been French-kissed before, but when Dave moved 
his tongue between my lips, he begins to lick all 
around my teeth, on the sides, the back of back teeth. 
Then his tongue was licking and pressing with some 
strength against the insides of my mouth, licking my 
gums and wherever else it could caress. My hand gripped 
the male member in as tight of a grip that I could do. 
Then I felt the most unique feeling ever to pass across 
or through my body.

Dave moved his hand down and was gently rubbing his 
palm over and around my stomach, in a circle like 
motion and his finger tips would brush the curls 
adoring my mons. When Dave's fingers would slip across 
the top of my sex, they lightly touched my clitoris. 
The feeling became so intense when they rested at the 
top of my vagina, and Dave pressed a finger tip on the 
prepuce covering my clit, and it seemed he was flipping 
my clip.

I lay looking up at the night of stars, and when I felt 
a male suckle my nipples for the first time, while a 
finger was stimulating my clit. With involuntary 
movements my hips raised up from the towel I was laying 
on. My eyes opened and closed, and each time they 
opened I remember how Dave and I had said under the 
stars if we were to do it. My mind knew what was going 
to happen as Dave kissed his way down across my 
stomach; them his lips were kissing my pubes.

Dave positioned himself between my legs, and his face 
was directly over my vulva. My body begins to quiver as 
his lips pressed onto the prepuce, and his tongue found 
my clit. For the next several minutes I enjoyed the 
oral stimulation I was receiving from Dave. "Oh, Dave, 
it is so wonderful, and don't make me wait any longer, 
do It."

The large form of my uncle moved up over my body, and 
when he guided his manhood to the entrance of my sex, I 
was looking at the stars. I knew that in a short moment 
of time what was going to happen, and it was a one time 
occasion. Tammy and I had often exchanged ideas of what 
it would be like to have a boy take us. Now it wasn't a 
boy, but a grown man, and my Uncle, who was about to 
take my virginity. 

During my fantasies, I had often envisioned giving my 
virginity to some boy, and most likely at our senior 
prom, now it was going to be under the stars, with my 
uncle. I was excited and scared of what was about to 
happen, and the fear of the unknown is, in my opinion, 
what makes people search for other things. Then I felt 
a man's penis, pressing against the lips of my sex, and 
knew that I was going to be penetrated.

Will it hurt, and oh god, he is starting to push it in 
me. Uncle Dave's penis I knew must be large and I 
assumed it was fairly larger than some, after what I 
had seen in the movie with Tammy.

The large head of Dave's phallus was attempting to part 
the puffed lips of my labia, and then I felt a pressing 
feeling, as that large head entered past the second set 
of lips guarding the entrance into my uterus. Slowly I 
felt Dave stretching me open, and moving into my body, 
then he pulled completely out from my sex, then 
reentered, and repeated this over and over, and my 
desires for more and deeper penetration, forced my hips 
up to meet the next entrance of his penis into me as he 
pressed into my body.

The action of my raising my hips upward, caused Dave to 
press against my virginity, and I felt a stinging 
sensation in my sex. "OH, DAVE," I moaned out somewhat 
loudly. Then I felt him again pull out of my body, then 
I told him, "Dave, I want it this time, and I promise 
to be brave, and I'm watching the stars for both of us, 
take me, Darling Dave." It stung inside my sex s he 
split my hymen, and I moaned out, "Easy... I feel... OH 
GAWD DAVE! Easy... EEEEE!"

When I felt his firm member, again seemingly trying to 
part my labia, and slip into me and my hips again rose 
up from the towel. Dave with a forward and quickly and 
forceful thrust into my sex, spilt my hymen, and then I 
would cry out, "Dave, oh Dave, don't move it in me for 
a while, don't move, it stings, but feels wonderful at 
the same time, and the stars are blinking at us." 

In my mind, I thought how romantic I was feeling under 
the stars, having just that moment lost my treasured 
gift a woman can give a man, my cherry. Now at the age 
of fifteen, I was a woman, thanks to my Uncle Dave.

Without asking if I was ready and a couple of minutes 
had passed, Dave begins to move back and forth in my 
sex, and my hips would rise up to meet his strokes. 
Dave told me that each time he was ready to go off, he 
was going to stop for a moment, as he wanted my first 
time to be long and perfect. For at least a half hour, 
or so it seemed, he took me as a man takes a woman in 
sexual union. Then I knew he was ready to give me his 
semen, and he moaned out that he was going to cum, "I 
better pull out, oh hell, I'm going too cum.:

I moved my legs up around his body and my arms reached 
down and my hands grabbed his hips, I pulled him into 
me as I whispered, "Give me you body, all of it, Dave!"

Dave shoved deep into me and I felt his body spasm 
against mine, as he ejaculated into my welcoming body. 
Any thought of becoming pregnant was lost in the moment 
for both of us. When I opened my eyes, I saw the stars, 
but I also saw Dave as he was holding himself above me 
on his hands. His eyes told me all I needed to know, 
that he loved me as much as I loved him.

Dave moved from atop me, and told me to lay still, and 
he would get something to wipe me between my legs. I 
reached out with my hand and caught his arm, telling 
him, "No, Dave, let our bodies enjoy the wetness."

"Merlee, I must tell you, your bleeding some, from 
losing..." As Dave was saying that, I interrupted him, 
saying, "Yes, I know about a girl and her first time, 
and they sometimes bleed, but my bleeding is from you, 
and I want it on me tonight."

Dave moved onto his back next to me, and I rolled onto 
my left side, and moved my leg up over his body, 
pressing my opened and bleeding wounded sex against his 
thigh. My arm lay across his chest and my hand reached 
up and caressed his face. My lips begin to kiss his 
hairy chest and I moved my lips to where I could suck 
his tiny brownish nipples.

Within the hour, we again were enjoying the feeling of 
our bodies giving the other the sexual release we 
wanted. On the second time of having sex, my body 
responded and I cried out, "Its happening, oh my 
darling, Dave. I'm cumming!"

Then the night air seemed to become chilly, and I 
decided to go into the tent. "Now that I'm a ruined 
woman, I might just as well go to bed with you, Mr. Big 
Bad Wolf, and besides it is getting cold out here." I 
jumped up and when I did, felt the pain from moving so 
fast, and cried out, "Gees that hurts, more than when 
you went in me."

We got into the small tent, and had fastened our 
sleeping bags together, so it made us one large area to 
sleep in. While we were cuddling with each other, I 
asked Dave how many women he had been with. He laughed 
as he said, "One, just you." 

There have been other females, but you are truly the 
first woman, he also told me. When he asked me to tell 
me about my sex life, I was honest and told Dave about 
masturbating, and that even Tammy and I had watched 
each other get off. I told him how, Billy, a boy who 
lived down the street from me, had invited me to watch 
TV a few days before, and we were in his basement rec 
room.

"Would you believe, we had no more than got in the 
room, and he took his thing out and wanted me to play 
with it?"

"Did you?"

"No, he did it himself and he shot his stuff all over 
his hand and it got on his pants." Dave laughed when I 
told him, "Billy reached out and rubbed his stuff all 
over my face and even on my mouth, I was so mad, I 
reached out and slapped him and ran home."

Dave told me about some of the women he had been with, 
but I was the first virgin he had ever been with. He 
told me that his ex wife, he found out after they were 
married had worked in a Nevada brothel on weekends, 
while attending college in Nevada. Dave had discovered, 
after being married for five seven years that she was 
having sex with any guy she could find. 

One day he went to his house for some film he needed to 
develop and found her with three guys. As he was 
fighting with the three guys, Darlene had told him 
about her getting it on it the brothel, so he could 
take a long walk off a short pier, and he turned 
around, looked at her, and taking her by the arm, 
grabbed her clothes off the chair, along with those of 
the three men, and took her to the front door, opened 
it, and shoved her out the door and she was outside in 
the nude. The three men ran out after her to get their 
clothes and Dave said he slipped the dead bolt on the 
door and the sliding lock and wouldn't let her.

Someone called the cops and they were there before the 
four of them were dressed. The police arrested all four 
for public indecency. Then Dave said he got a divorce, 
and had never found it to his liking to remarry.

When we went to sleep, I don't remember, but I awoke to 
a strange sound, and Dave woke at the same time. We 
could see a shadow on the tent side, and realize it was 
a deer. "SCRAM," Dave shouted, and we saw the head of 
the deer lift up on the side of the tent and then it 
was gone.

Laughing at what had happened, we snuggled up in the 
bed roll and before long, Dave was taking me for the 
third time. He was excited, and he went off in a few 
minutes. The feeling of his cum running out of my sex, 
and down across my anus, was a warm erotic feeling, but 
as it passed onto the bedroll, it became cool, where I 
lay.

The next morning, we had a leisure love making 
sessions, and I tried to perform oral sex, but could 
not get over the feeling I would gag. After we were 
done, "Dave said, ok, now lets go wash off, as I feel 
sticky between my legs, and I will bet, you look like 
one bloody mess."

Leaving the tent and into the morning sun light, I 
could not believe how my legs, pubic hairs and even my 
butt, had traces of my virgin blood on them. I looked 
at Dave, and I started laughing, and his complete groin 
and pubic hair were red with my blood. The blood had 
dried and was cake like at the base of his penis, and 
his pubes were matted together with the blood and our 
body juices.

The second day of hiking, brought us to a waterfall, 
and Dave had some type of instrument he could tell 
exactly where he was, and a map that showed the area. 
As we walked Dave told me how he had been trained in 
the Army ROTC and OCS to read maps and determine 
distance between points on the map. 

That was the first I knew that Dave had been a 
Lieutenant and a Captain in the military, as an US Army 
Ranger. When reaching the waterfalls, it was around two 
in the afternoon, and there were several other hikers 
who had already set up their tents or lean-tos.

Those who were there greeted us, and as soon as Dave 
and I had our tent erected, we fixed a snack of tuna 
and boiled water as it fell from the falls, until Dave 
felt it was okay to make soup from the packets of dry 
concentrated beef and noodles. 

Dave made some hot coffee, and as we were enjoying the 
hot drink, three of the dozen or so couples and 
families that was already set up, walked over to visit 
with us. They all assumed that Dave and I were father 
and daughter, so we did not challenge their beliefs.

As we drank our coffee, the one couple asked if we 
objected if they swam in the nude, as they and some of 
the others who were camping belonged to a nudist 
resort.

Laughing as he responded, Dave told the man, "Not to 
make this sounds improper, but those women will 
assuredly look great, sans clothing, but I'm not 
certain how my daughter will look with no clothes." 
Then he added, "The last time I can remember seeing 
Merlee nude, was when she was a little squirt of three 
or four."

"Daddy, I'm not a prude, but look, the others are 
undressing, even the kids, and some look my age, but I 
want to be in my suit." Then I entered the tent and put 
on my bathing suit, crawled from the tent, and walked 
over to the falls. Several of the kids came over and 
they were unconcerned that I was dressed, while they 
were nude. 

For over an hour, we all swam, stood under the 
waterfalls, and I looked over at Dave and saw he was 
nude. Moving over to where he was seated on a large 
rock with some of the other men, I climbed up and sat 
down next to Dave.

As I talked, I looked through my dark sun glasses and 
studied the men and women, and was surprised to see 
that Dave had the largest penis of any of the men. That 
made me wonder if that was why it took me some time to 
accept him, when I asked him to just do me. A couple of 
the boys asked me if I wished to take a walk up to the 
top of the falls, but I declined, as I thought they 
wanted sex.

After swimming, Dave and I dressed in our hiking 
shorts, and we walked over to the far edge of the 
falls, then we climbed to the top. After we reached the 
top of the falls, we sat on a rock and looked down at 
the camp, and watched the people milling around. Then I 
asked Dave, "Are we going to sleep in just one bag 
tonight, and do something?

"Why not, didn't you notice I pitched our tent away 
from the others, so we could have some privacy?" 
Smiling at me, Dave told me, "Don't be too loud if you 
climax, or they will know what the sound is from."

After an hour, we walked around to the opposite side of 
the rocks and tried to see what we could see if we 
walked that way the following day. "The map has the 
area as fairly steep and most likely it is rock, but it 
appears that there is another valley about two miles 
from here." 

Dave showed me how to use the gadget he used to show 
him exactly where we were, and then how to read the 
map. I could understand a little of what he was saying, 
"Reading maps and this equipment isn't something one 
comprehends in a few minutes crash course," Dave told 
me.

By the time we got back to camp, the others were 
already eating, and I helped Dave fix our dinner, and I 
made the coffee. After eating and cleaning up out 
plates, we joined the others around a small camp fire 
they had built. Everyone joined in the singing of 
ballads and country songs, and one man play a 
harmonica. 

The kids my age and younger joined in the singing, and 
then each person was asked by the leader of the nudist 
group to tell something about themselves. Two of the 
men had been Army Rangers, and Dave and they were soon 
discussing the careers, and had actually served 
together, but not in the same company.

Around ten o'clock, we all decided to call it a night, 
and if we were all around when the others got up in the 
morning, we can enjoy a few more minutes together 
before heading out for our hike. Dave and I crawled 
into our tent, and we undressed and got into our 
bedroll. We lay holding each other and then I decided 
to try and make oral love to Dave.

I eased my face down and the let my lips slip down over 
the head of Dave's penis, and talking just past the 
crown of the head, and moved my mouth up and down as 
Dave asked me to do. For several minutes, I moved my 
lips downward over the head, and then back up until my 
lips were simply kissing the tip. Dave asked me to 
tease the end with my tongue when I was kissing the 
end. 

Then as I was moving up and down on the thick manhood, 
I felt Dave's body stiffen, and he whispered, "I'm 
going to cum, now, oh, Merlee." His penis ejaculated 
his body fluid into my mouth, and I chocked on the 
liquid, and yet I continued sucking on him and 
swallowing his juice until he was finished squirting 
his stuff into my mouth.

After I moved back up and lay beside Dave, he started 
playing with the hair over my sex, and his lips closed 
around my nipples. For the next twenty minutes or so, 
Dave used his fingers to bring me crashing down in a 
climax. I found it necessary to stuff my hand in my 
mouth to stop from screaming out as I went off. 

Dave was hard again, and he got between my legs and 
soon was pushing into my body. The feeling this time 
was different, and I moved my hips up and down with his 
stroking of his penis into my open sex. When Dave went 
off, he whispered, "Merlee, I'm going off, and you feel 
so good."

We went to sleep in each other's arms, and when we 
awoke in the morning, we heard the others speaking and 
getting their tents or lean-tos dismantled. Dave looked 
at me, and said, "Let's wait for them to leave, then we 
can enjoy ourselves, and swim in the nude, but I want 
you, feel how hard I am."

"Dave, I saw the other men at the falls when they were 
nude, and you are bigger than other men, aren't you?"

"I guess, but sometimes the size isn't the main thing, 
but yeah, your correct mine is a little bigger, thanks 
for noticing," He laughingly told me.

About an hour later, we had taken our tent down, fixed 
some powdered eggs and dried ham, and our usual coffee, 
and ate breakfast. Then we walked to the falls, and 
removing our clothing, washed off in the water, 
especially the sex from out private parts. 

Before we left our tent, Dave and I made love, and he 
went off twice in me, before I climaxed with him the 
second time. As we swam, Dave explained that women did 
not necessarily climax each time they had sex. Once we 
were washed off, we dressed, and helped each other with 
our backpacks. Then we climbed the rocks and headed out 
for the next valley we had seen located on the map.

That day was the most perfect of the total hike, the 
valley was awash in wild flowers, and we saw deer 
almost each time we turned to look and spot one. 
Walking toward the East, we found what was assuredly an 
old homestead, and Dave took a reading on the property, 
and looking at the map, so it was a landlocked piece of 
property that wasn't on the map with the park.

That night when we made love, Dave introduced me to 
doggie style sex, and I enjoyed feeling him, bounce 
against my hips, but I told him, "Dave, I like you on 
top, and I can hold you in my arms and with my legs, 
and I love your chest hair rubbing on my nipples and 
breast."

When he went down on me, I climaxed over and over, and 
when he entered me, he told me, "Hell Merlee, you're so 
wet and open. Damn, but it is good to feel your pussy 
so open. Oh hell, I'm cumming! Merlee, I love you." 
After Dave was finished going off, he moved onto his 
side and pulled me into his arms.

"Dave, you said you love me, but is that like a man and 
woman, and they are in love, or are you saying it 
because of the sex?"

"Merlee, I love you, the woman, you as a child and my 
niece are loved, but it is love!"

I went to sleep in the arms of my uncle, and I woke up 
around three in the morning and had to pee. I slipped 
from the bedroll, crawled from the tent, and walked 
about ten feet away and peed. Moving back into the 
tent, I lay on top of Dave, after I crawled into the 
bed roll, and it woke him. 

I told him why I was up, and for a few minutes we 
talked, then he lay over me, and we enjoyed the bliss 
of joining our bodies. I climaxed in just a short time, 
and as I did, my mind was running the words of Dave, "I 
love you," through my mind.

We woke the next morning, and I felt sore around my 
sex, but I did not stop Dave from making love to me. 
Before he was ready to cum, I asked him to let me do it 
with my mouth. I had no more started moving my lips up 
and down his male shaft than he filled my mouth with 
his male fluids. The act of swallowing his cum was 
something I enjoyed doing and I still cannot describe 
the taste or lack of such from his juices.

Our last night on the hike, we were about four hours 
from where we had left the car in the lot. We had our 
usual meal and this time there was no stream to wash 
off our sexual joined fluids. The next day was Sunday, 
and Dave said he was going to call his sister, and ask 
if she had a problem in our spending a night in a 
motel. He told my mom, "I will get a separate room for 
Merlee, but it is later than I planned on reaching the 
car, and it is still a long drive."

Mom told Dave that he could get a room with two beds 
and not to waste money for separate rooms, after all, 
you have been together every night in a small tent, so 
a motel isn't any different, except more comfortable.

That evening we ate out, and Dave, drove to a nearby 
store and purchased me a skirt and blouse that I could 
wear to a restaurant. The local town had a nice place 
to eat, and we enjoyed the meal, then we went back to 
the motel. In the room Dave undressed me, and took 
several photographs of me, some dressed fully, in bra 
and panty, and several nudes.

When we got in bed, Dave went down on me, and I 
climaxed extremely hard. Dave had me get on my hands 
and knees, and I assumed we would do it doggie style 
again. Instead, he was soon placing his penis at the 
entrance of my anus. I knew that some people did anal 
sex, but the idea had not entered my mind for Dave and 
me. For several minutes' Dave moved his penis around my 
anus, then he begins to shove it against my sphincter 
muscle until it started opening. 

When the head slipped in, I cried out, and told him it 
was like it was burning and it was something that I 
allowed to happen, but it was more for Dave than 
myself. During the several minutes Dave was having anal 
sex with me, could do nothing more sob out my feelings. 
Feeling Dave stoking deep in my anus was unbelievable, 
and I soon got into the rhythm of being sexed in my 
anus.

While Dave was taking me from behind, I loved when his 
groin would jar against my hips, and he would rub his 
pubic hair around on my hips. When he went off, Dave 
shouted out, "Merlee, I cumming - sweet shit, I'm 
cumming."

The night was short, bit we enjoyed the sex until we 
were exhausted and fell asleep. The next morning we had 
breakfast, and after buying gas, started up the highway 
for home.

For the first two weeks I was home, Dave did not call, 
them he pulled up in the driveway, and mom greeted her 
brother with a big hug, and as she fixed coffee, we all 
sat around the kitchen table talking. Finally Dave 
asked mom, why don't the two of you come live with me, 
I have a home big enough for all of us, and you can 
find work where I live.

Two months later, mom had sold our house and we moved 
into Dave's home. Three days later, on a Saturday 
night, the three of us went out to a very expensive 
restaurant, and as we walked in, everyone was speaking 
and greeting Dave. The steaks were delicious, but my 
favorite part of the evening was a complete surprise.

Mom looked at me, then Dave, then back at me and spoke 
in a whisper so others in the restaurant could not hear 
her, "Merlee, I know you and Dave had sex, so why don't 
you start sleeping with him, if the two of you wish to 
continue whatever you start on your hiking trip?"

"Mom, do you know what your saying?"

"Yes, but you must be careful and not get pregnant, and 
I will take you to the doctor for birth control, but in 
the meantime, you must use condoms."

Dave and I still live together, and my mom remarried 
and is happy after the past few years of being a new 
bride. I have now turned twenty-four, and my affection 
for Dave is still strong. We have spoken about our 
future and my wanting children. We are planning on 
taking two week or so trip to Hawaii, and after that, 
we will likely separate, and try to find a new life 
with another partner.

Dave told me about a week ago that he and my mom, his 
sister, had sex together a couple of days after mom and 
dad were divorced. The reason, according to Dave was 
simple, mom was wanting sex, and her and my dad had not 
made love for a year or more, and from then until the 
divorce was final, she had done without the comfort of 
sex. The sex only happened twice, and mom was never mad 
or said anything about myself and Dave sleeping 
together.

Now I'm about to be divorced after three years of 
marriage, and no children. I was checked by my doctor 
and found out I would never be able to have children. 
My ex told me I was not perfect if I couldn't have 
children, and he was soon into one affair and then 
another. I looked in his pockets and found a note of 
where he liked to meet girls, so I went there one 
Friday night after work.

I walked into the bar, and saw Justin with a girl who 
appeared to be sixteen in one of the booths. I ordered 
a large fruit drink, and as I walked past the booth 
where my husband was seated with the young teenage 
girl, I pretended I had tripped, and spilled the drink 
on the two of them. Smiling, I apologized and turned 
and walked over to where a good looking young man 
standing a couple of feet away.

Then I asked him loud enough so Justin and everyone 
near by could hear me, "How would you like to make love 
to me tonight, my husband is impotent?" What Justin 
said to the girl I don't know, but she looked at me, 
then back at him, got up from the booth, and walked out 
of the bar.

After the girl left the bar, and Justin wiped the mixed 
fruit drink from his suit coat and pants, then he 
walked over to where I was standing and told me, 
"You're an arrogant bitch of a woman, you spilled the 
drink on purpose, and I should just slap the crap out 
of you." 

The young man I was speaking with, and two of his 
friends, grabbed my ex, and took him to the door and 
told him to leave before he was hurt. When Justin tried 
to tell them I was his wife, I looked at him and said, 
"You, I have never seen before, and sure as hell after 
this handsome man beds me tonight, will never wish to 
see you."

I left with the young man, Rick, and we spent the night 
in his bed from around seven, until eight the next 
morning, when we showered, dressed and went out for 
something to eat. I drove my own car, and told Rick, it 
was a one time thing, and then as I was ready to drive 
away, told him, "That was my husband last night, but it 
won't be long until I hang ex with that term."

Justin asked me several times to get back together 
after that night, and he was constantly asking if I 
slept with the guy from the bar. Finally my attorney 
filed a restraining order against him, and he stopped 
calling me. The day of the divorce, my attorney said 
that Justin wanted to speak with me in the judge's 
chambers, and we would all be present, including two 
large bailiffs.

I finally agreed to meet with him, and as he pleaded 
for a chance to get back together, I looked at him and 
told him, "Justin, you said I wasn't perfect because I 
couldn't become pregnant, and then I found out you were 
seeing at least ten other women, and one must have just 
turned sixteen, the one I found you in the bar with, 
and you want me back, no way." The judge said that he 
would grant me a divorce, and suggested that Justin 
sign the papers in his office and save himself the 
embarrassment of having people hearing in open court, 
what he had listened to in his chambers.

Dave has asked me to move back into his home once more. 
Mom has said she has no problem with our decision to 
share a home together. The first day of May we moved 
into gather, and that first night it was as if we were 
back under the stars from that time when Dave made me a 
woman, and I lay watching the stars. 

Mom and I were speaking one day as we had coffee at a 
diner, and she laughed and said she would be happy to 
go with us, when Dave and I take a two week hike and 
camping trip through Yellowstone this summer, in July.

We had just finished speaking about how Dave and I 
first became involved, and she related how she and her 
brother were involved on the two occasion. I looked at 
my mom as she smiled at me, and told her, "Mom, I know 
why you want to go along, but you will just have to 
remember that those times, and you know something, I 
love you for understanding."

My mother gave me that silly grin I remembered as a 
little girl when she would tease me, and she asked me, 
"How many men have you known?" Perhaps other women 
would find such a question from their mother as 
inappropriate, but I and my mother share more than just 
the same genes. I replied, "Three, and then I told her 
about Rick, and she loved the story of my spilling the 
drink on Justin, and then saying he was impotent.

Again my mom got the impish grin, and said, "He's big, 
isn't he, Dave, I mean?"

"Yes, and when I told her about the group of nudist, 
she asked me what I thought at fifteen seeing so many 
naked men?"

"Mom, it wasn't strange, nor was it embarrassing, but I 
wonder if your husband would like to go with us to 
Yellowstone, and the four of us could camp out 
together?" Then I added, "You know, it might be a great 
idea for Stan and you to go with us, and that way I can 
see what you get every night, but mom, is this a normal 
conversation between a mother and daughter?" Then I 
laughed and told my mother, "We could exchange 
husbands, under the stars." 

Mom didn't know the meaning behind the comment, but we 
are all four going to Yellowstone for two weeks at the 
end of July. Dave said he would enjoy viewing his 
sister nude again.

When I asked if that was all he would like on the trip, 
he looked at me and replied, "No."

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The author does not condone child abuse, this story is
meant as an erotic fantasy not real life. Anyone acting
out such scenarios in "real life" can look forward to
many unproductive years getting it up the butt by a 
fellow convict in their local prison.
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