Linda's strange vacation

“You are very pretty, my lovely cousin, and you were particularly attractive on that ladder. I must admit that you have splendid legs that make me realize that you have really grown?up. It is silly of me not to have thought of it before.”

She was flattered, turned red and spun in a half?turn. Linda knew these gestures were unbecoming of a

'grown?up'. The presence of her uncle so close and his constant attention instilled a new sensation far different from the one she felt with Uncle Arthur moved toward his desk. With his right hand outstretched he indicated a chair.

“Sit down Linda.”

He scratched his head and it was evident that another idea was brewing in his intellectual mind.

“Better yet. Come and sit on the arm of my chair.”

Linda's head bobbed up at this strange request. She flushed crimson with timidity.

“Come along and be friendly.”

“Do you want me so close?”

“Of course.” Arthur's smile had won her over. She had no choice but to have confidence in this handsome man who was her uncle.

Once seated, Arthur put his arm around her waist. And before she had a chance to jerk away, he had another hand half up her skirt where he was patting her thighs. Linda was troubled and she stiffened partly out of surprise and partly out of fright.

“I think it would be better if I left now,” she murmured entirely without conviction. The poor youngster didn't want to disobey and yet…

As though he had not heard her reflection, her uncle exclaimed in a vigorous tone.

“You're not comfortable kicking around like that.”

He was peculiar. Linda noticed it for the first time. His lips screwed up and his eyes grew feverish and even to a young girl as youthful as Linda, she knew it was the outward signs of lust. He became eager and restless and his tongue rolled over the corner of his mouth.

She had found that he had greatly changed in the span of just a few minutes. He was a veritable Jekyll and Hyde case, but there was something amazingly attractive about him. His golden tan flushed and gave him added color. His grey temples marked him as very masculine and resolved. Arthur's sinuous and strong arms were commanding and sure despite their unleashed nervous energy to grasp and capture the delicious morsel who had come to live in his house.

Linda felt his warm breath behind her neck, between her hair and running lightly down her back. His hand roamed under her slip and toy?fully tickled her pubic hair. Linda sensed a great plumbing thing throbbing near her ass. He seemed to be juggling her on his lap as though he wanted to rip through her clothes. His sex was violently searching and she pictured a madman with a hammer for some reason.

Uncle Arthur almost wrenched the breath out her with his forceful grasp. When she turned to express her disapproval, she met a pair of eyes that glittered with fierce heat. She was spellbound and strangely enough attracted by this new face she saw. Her uncle almost foamed at the mouth as his right hand busied itself with the task of unbuttoning his trousers.

Linda almost bounded up but she was held fast. When she looked down at his lap, a huge gland rigidly erect thumped in the air. She had never seen anything like it. It was twice as big as Bert's both in length and diameter. She watched the purple head of his cock with the slight opening. It pushed itself toward her face as though it were a canon ready to fire. Of course, she instinctively moved backward, but her uncle held her prisoner in his armchair. A lustful smile, triumphal and wicked, crinkled his face.

“Well, what do you have to say now, my little one? It's big and handsome. Isn't it nicer than the one that you put between your legs a little while ago with that untamed rascal Bert? But, by heck, I think your afraid. Why?

It isn't going to hurt you, little dear. You'll have it anyway, and you'll be so happy about it when we're finish and I even think you'll ask for more of it. What do you think of that?” While he was speaking, he was already caressing the open mouth of the young girl. It appeared as though she had already abandoned any idea of resisting she might have had. Linda nibbled on the head of Arthur's penis which had a strong odor which excited her and inspired the uncle to grow harder.

She had some experience… just the bit from the morning. Linda planned on using it all. She remembered that Bert told her to use her tongue first of all which she did. She spiraled around the massive prick in barber?pole fashion. Her uncle plunged his torpedo in her mouth as though it were made of rubber. Poor Linda almost suffocated.

“You like it, don't you?” He asked with affirmity. His temper and excitation were so great that his powerful thrust had Linda's face all red and her eyes closed to keep tears from flowing. Never had she endured such a ruthless attack.

“Suck well, lassie mine. Go on, do it well.”