I just graduated high school last week and I'm on my way to college in the fall. When my parents told me that they had a special trip planned for me and my twin brother, Will, I was super excited. When they told me we were going to Nevada, well I got even more excited because I was thinking Las Vegas, right? Wrong. We'll be in the area of Las Vegas but we won't actually be going to Las Vegas as in the casinos. No, oh no we're going to my Uncle Jesse's ranch near Las Vegas. Well shit, that put a kink in the whole plan. I mean come on, I'm an eighteen year old newly high school graduate itching to have some fun before starting college in the fall. And I don't mean riding dirty horses and singing songs around a campfire at my uncle's dude ranch. Well I say old, but actually Uncle Jesse is only thirty-five but to an eighteen year old, pretty old. Uncle Jesse and my dad hadn't seen one another in ten years so I kind of understood his excitement about going but why the hell does my dad think that I care anything about hanging out with some old man at a dude ranch? My summer is ruined. Doomed I say.
I didn't want to leave my boyfriend, Mike. He always came to my house after school and we studied together in my room while Dad worked in his office. My Dad is an internet guru who works from home taking geeky questions from geeky people all day long. Boring. Anyway back to Mike and me. Mike and I studied in my room while Will and his girlfriend Sharon studied at her house. So Mike and I would start off doing the right thing, studying but it always trailed off into doing the fun thing, you know, making out. Mike always started the make out move first. He would tell a joke, I'd laugh, he'd wink at me, and I'd giggle and touch his arm, and then it would go from there. He'd reach over and kiss me softly, then push his tongue in my mouth and play with mine, those kisses were so hot. He would always hurry and undress me so he could play with my boobs with one hand and touch my pussy with the other. He would lick my nipples a couple of times and rub my pussy about the same amount of times and then he'd be ready to fuck. The only way that I could convince him to lick my clit and eat my pussy was if I sucked his pole and played with his nuts at the same time. He said that was only fair. So of course I sucked his dick and tickled his balls to get eaten. When we got to the fucking part, he enjoyed fucking me missionary style, you know, on my back which was great and I enjoyed it very much. Being a virgin when I met Mike, I had no idea that there were even other positions out there. Yea, I loved Mike and he loved me all the way up to the time that he said goodbye to me at the airport.
So the day arrived, the day for us to catch our plane for Nevada. We all got to the airport where my Mom and Dad and Will were happily awaiting for our plane while I was saying goodbye to Mike. Finally the moment arrived and it was time for us to board the plane. As we said our last goodbye, Mike handed me a note.
"Don't read it until you're in the air." He leaned over and kissed me tenderly.
"Okay." I said to him and took the mysterious letter from him. I didn't have time to ponder it now. I had to give the ticket to the clerk and find my seat. After searching for our seats for at least two minutes, our parents found their seats near the front of the plane, and Will and I were seated in the back portion of the plane. We were fine with that because although we think that it's great that our parents still love each other and still are all kissy face, we just didn't want to have to see them kissing each other the entire trip. And they like to kiss a lot.
So we settled into our seats and I remembered seeing my brother looking gloomy but really didn't want to hear about his gloom at the moment because I had a letter to read. I pulled out the letter and unfolded it and started reading.
Dear Ana, I'm sorry for doing it this way but I just didn't want to see you cry. I've had a good time with you throughout high school; you helped make it bearable, thank you. But now that I'm eighteen and a man, I want to explore my options. I want to date other girls. Please don't hate me. Remember the good times. Mike.
I couldn't believe it; the bastard dumped me in a letter. What a coward I thought and then the tears came. I started boohooing like a little baby and Will just looked at me and then the letter and shook his head. "He dumped you in a letter?"
"Yes." I managed to say through the raging flood of tears flowing down my cheek.
He frowned and then shrugged his shoulder. "I broke up with Sharon but I told her last night face to face like a man should. I'm sorry sis." He wrapped his arm around me and was very compassionate. I started admiring my brother that day for the first time as a real man. He let me cry on his shoulder and then he made me laugh with his jokes and comical ways, and I survived the plane ride.
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The plane landed and we all stepped off of the airplane and made our way to the front of the airport where my dad rented a vehicle for the summer. After renting the SUV, we stopped by a sandwich shop to get something to eat. My mom being not only a mom but also a psychologist noticed right away that something was wrong with me. I guess the fact that I was ignoring my food was a good giveaway to her too.
"What's wrong Ana?" You seem depressed.
"I don't want to talk about it Mom."
Will, with his mouth stuffed full of bread and meat, spilled the beans. "Mike broke up with her."
Mom and Dad both showed surprised looks on their faces as Dad stated. "I'm confused. He was with you at the airport."
I frowned as I took the letter out of my purse and handed it to Mom. "He wrote it in a letter."
I felt so humiliated as the three of them read my "Dear John" letter. Dad shook his head and Mom gave me a concerned look. "I'm sorry. I think that this shows you however that he's not a nice boy. Why didn't he just tell you?"
"Now, now Lyn, he's just a boy who thinks he's a man. Don't be too hard on him." Dad turned to me and softly patted my hand. "I know you're hurting right now sweetheart but please don't let this spoil your summer. I think this may be your best summer yet."
I think Dad is nuts but I wasn't going to tell him that and I knew he was trying to console me so I just nodded my head and smiled. We then finished our meal and made our way to the vehicle.
After driving about fifteen miles, past the city lights, past the shopping malls, past the restaurants, and past all of the things that I recognized as civilization, we turned right on an old dirt path that trailed off into some woods. The sign that hung across the road simply read: Stratton's Saddle Ranch and Dude Ranch.
I was never so glad to see the end of a road as I had this one. It had ruts in the road and those ruts made the two mile drive down that dirt road very rough. And my ass was numb from sitting for so long. But I had to admit that the scenery alongside the road was breathtaking. There were woods on one side of the road, and the trees were huge. I had my car window down and I could hear the sounds of nature as we rode down the road, it was really quite peaceful. On the opposite side of the road, there was a cleared pasture with shade trees spotting the field every hundred yards or so. There were two ponds, one when we first entered the property and one in the center of the field. The horses that grazed the pasture were beautiful and plentiful.
When we approached the home, I was taken by the picturesque beauty of the structure. It was exactly what I imagined a ranch home to look like, at least in my mind. You know, one level, wrap around porch, wooden doors with screens, and a couple of porch swings adorning the porch. After we exited the vehicle, we were met by two large dogs that kept trying to drown us with their slobbery kisses. I was told later that the beasts were called Mastiffs and I'm not exaggerating about how big these dogs were. They were, well, massive in size, like two small horses. Anyway, I stood there being affectionately attacked by adorable large dogs when I heard the sound of a screen door open and some footsteps walking down the steps. The dogs turned in the direction of the footsteps as a strong, clear voice bellowed out a hearty hello.
"Hi Shane, hi Lyn, it's great to see you again brother."
I thought my eyes were going to pop out of my head when I saw Uncle Jesse hugging first my father and then my mother. He was hot! He had short brown hair that lay neatly still just below his ears. He had beautiful blue eyes that glistened brightly in the sunlight and dimples that were deeply etched in his cheeks. But that wasn't the best part. The best part, his shirt was unbuttoned! And his chest was gorgeous! He held a large cowboy hat that he'd pulled from his head as he greeted everyone. But that chest was something else. I had only seen a chest like that on one other man, my dad. Yea, that's right. My dad was kind of hot too but I never thought about that too much, well because he's my father and that would just be gross. I'm just saying that my dad had a nice chest too and Uncle Jesse had one that was even nicer. His chest had one line of thick hair that trailed from between his muscles down to just below his belly button, and oh my god, he had muscles in his arms and chest and stomach that sent my hormones soaring sky high. Being a teenage girl with revved up hormones, I found myself immediately curious about what kind of package he had below his belt. I was lost in my thoughts of hot Uncle Jesse when I felt my brother punching my arm.
"Hello, Ana. Is anyone home?"
I felt my face flush when I realized that I was standing there practically drooling over my uncle. I was surprised my mouth wasn't hanging open with my tongue hanging out and wagging like one of those dogs. But from the snickers that I heard coming from Dad and Will, I must have had some kind of stupid look on my face as I stood there. My Mom just smiled softly.
Uncle Jesse had greeted everyone and was now standing in front of me with his hand extended to shake my hand but what I really wanted to do was to touch his chest. Mike didn't have hair on his chest like Will and Dad and I thought it was okay but as I stared at my uncle's manly chest, I wondered what a hairy chest would feel like against my breast as the rest of that man was fucking me.
"Hello Ana, it's nice to meet you." Uncle Jesse said politely and with a bright smile as he still held his hand out to me. I finally took hold of his hand and when I did, I thought I was going to fall. He slid his thumb between our hands as we shook them, and stroked mine. It felt like heat flowing through my body just from that one slight stroke of his thumb against my hand. I looked into his piercing blue eyes and I could've sworn that I thought I saw lust reflecting in his eyes at me too but I just brushed it off as my silly girl's wish. But then, his eyes dropped down to my breasts, and his tongue slid slowly across his lips as he stared at my chest. Fortunately my parents and Will had already walked up the steps, leaving Uncle Jesse and I standing there alone. I was wearing a pale green buttoned down blouse and I had three buttons unbuttoned, and revealing the yellow spaghetti blouse underneath. I was naturally a D cup so my breasts always overflowed whatever blouse I was wearing. I was accustomed to boys gawking at me but I'd never noticed a real man looking at me before, and it turned me on and I was getting wet just by the way he eyed my breasts.
I finally found my voice. "Hello Uncle Jesse. It's nice to meet you too." I stroked my fingers across his hand just to test a theory. He raised an eyebrow at me and whispered to me before walking away. "We should take a ride together sometime." And then he turned and walked up the stairs leaving me reeling in my heightened state of horniness.
***
After placing my suitcases on the floor of the bedroom where I'd be staying for the next two months, I shut the door and walked over to the bed and stretched out on it. I was still so horny from my encounter with hot Uncle Jesse and I just had to relieve myself, the pressure was just too strong. I lay on my back and pulled up my skirt and softly patted my pussy lips with my hand. I thought of Uncle Jesse and spread my lips and tickled my clitoris softly. I imagined it was his finger being inserted in my wet pussy instead of mine and the imagination was igniting. I fucked myself slowly at first but as I imagined Uncle Jesse's finger pumping me, my rhythm grew more intense and I stroked faster. I couldn't control my murmurs from escaping as I continued fucking myself with the one finger. I fucked my pussy so fast and so hard that as the first orgasm arrived, I was moaning quite loudly and shaking the small bed. I was so tuned into pleasing my body that I didn't hear the door being opened. I don't even know how long he was standing there watching me because I had my eyes closed. You can imagine my surprise when I did open my eyes and saw my Uncle Jesse standing there looking at me and stroking the outside of his jeans. I squealed a little and raised myself up from the bed. He never said a word. He just stood there looking at me. After a few moments of lustful stares shared between us, he winked at me and slowly backed out of the room. Well I was so horny by then that I quickly dug out my vibrator and shoved that large white piece of plastic into my now soaked pussy and fucked myself with it as I had never fucked with it before and I had three orgasms in that self fuck secession.
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