Feeding Petunia

Feeding Petunia

by Lubrican

Bob Davis was in trouble, and it was real trouble. His cock was stiff and he was getting a blow job of sorts, but not by choice and not the kind of blow job he wanted … maybe not the kind of blowjob he could even survive. It felt like his balls might just get sucked out through his dick. As he frantically tried to get away from the cute young female whose mouth was firmly attached to his cock, thoughts flashed through his head on how he got in this mess …

Mandy was a cute girl, of average height, with nice round bouncing breasts, and wide hips below a slim waist. She had straw colored hair that was almost always worn in a pony tail. She was strong for a girl, capable of lifting 80 pound sacks of feed easily, which she did most days on her father’s dairy farm. She had a ready grin, and a quick sense of humor. She was the kind of girl that turned most men on instantly. Boys her age dreamed of getting her out on a date and getting away with … things. Men older than she, imagined they were boys her age who were out on dates with her and getting away with … things.

One of those men was her Uncle Bob.

Bob had watched her grow up from a toddler, to a skinny tree climbing and giggling girl, to a confused pre-teen, and into the flush of her teenage years. He’d always been her favorite Uncle, even though he was often at odds with her father on things. In High School, Bob had been involved in sports, while his brother Dan had spent all his free time working for old Mr. Miller on his dairy farm. When old Mr. Miller had died, everyone in the county was amazed to find out that he’d left the operation to Dan in his will. Her father was a country man, who loved the peace and fresh air of the rural areas, while Bob had been seduced by the fast pace and wild times in the city. As a result, when Uncle Bob came to stay at the farm he made fun of his brother for being a hick farmer. He had made fun of Mandy one time when she was eleven and she hadn’t spoken to him for the rest of that trip. She also hadn’t hugged him goodbye. He realized how much he must have hurt her feelings and wrote her a formal letter of apology. The next time he visited things were back to normal. He never kidded either of them about being hicks again.

Bob was a consultant in the security business, which meant he traveled a lot, sometimes overseas. But he set his own hours and made a ton of money, and, for a while at least, he even enjoyed not having a real place to call home. As time dragged on, though, he wished he had someplace he could go to between jobs that was more permanent … someplace he could display his trophies … someplace he could bring a woman back to after a date, not that he was able to date much. He almost envied his brother, who had a beautiful sexy wife and cute sexy daughter, and a real house.

Then one day, Bob almost lost a client in a car bombing. Two of his men were injured, one badly. His backup plan worked flawlessly and he got the client out safely. But it made him think about the day when he might not be interested any more in quite that much excitement.

He thought about the farm, and about how there could be an extension put onto the house on the west side that would be big enough for a man to live in if he wanted to.

He decided to go talk to his brother Dan about becoming a silent partner in the dairy operation. As he drove the hundred and twenty miles from the nearest major airport, Bob realized he hadn’t been out to see his brother in over two years. Business had been good, and Bob had surpassed his dream of someday being a millionaire. Currently he had three million in the bank, and that didn’t count his operating fund.

He drove up the lane to the house and marveled at how good everything looked. All the buildings were painted and in good condition.

There didn’t seem to be anyone around, and he stood in the empty yard for quite some time, just soaking in peace and quiet.

That peace was shattered by squeals of “UNCLE BOB … YOU’RE HERE!!!” He was almost knocked off his feet by the violence of Mandy’s greeting as she flung herself on him, leaving the ground and wrapping her legs around him as she flew into him.

He staggered and wrapped his arms around tight teenage girl as she kissed him on his cheek and dug her face into his neck. “I’ve missed you so much!” she whined.

Bob felt several things immediately. First of all her breasts were crushed into his chest. Then there was her hot breath on his neck. She didn’t weigh all that much, but when she jumped on him he had to help hold her up, and his hands had ended up on her firm teen bottom.

All these things made him think about what was pressed against his belt buckle, and which was slowly sliding down toward his stiffening prick. In fact, just as he thought of that her pussy did, in fact, slide right across his building bulge.

To his amazement she whispered in his ear “Oh my, I can see that Uncle Bob is happy to see me too!”

She giggled and dropped her legs from around him, stepping back, but not letting go of him. “Daddy’s in the barn and Momma had to go to town, so I got the job of welcoming you. I’m supposed to help you get your stuff in the house and get you all settled in and stuff.”

He was already off guard, and she drove him further when she reached up on tip toes and kissed him on the mouth. “I’m just SO GLAD you’re here.” Her eyes slid downward, to the front of his pants, where his boner was plainly visible and she giggled again.

She kept him moving, getting his bags out of the car and talking a mile a minute about school, and her 4-H club activities and asking him questions as she led him into the old house. His bedroom, while the extension was being built, was actually an old storage room that was reached by going down a long dark hallway and through a door on the left. Across the hallway was the back door of the kitchen.

He followed her, watching her jeans-clad butt as it undulated in front of him and his hardon crystallized, achieving its full bloom in his pants. He had to put down a suitcase to adjust it so it wasn’t quite so obvious. Because of that Mandy got to the room first and had already plopped the suitcases she was carrying on the bed and opened one of them. She was pulling clothing out and putting it in drawers of an old dresser next to the bed as she chatted on.

He wasn’t even listening to her. Mandy was wearing a halter top that showed almost all of her big soft breasts when she bent over. And she was bending over a lot, picking up his socks and shirts and putting them in drawers.

He heard her say “Oh Wow!” and saw that she was holding up a pair of his bikini briefs. They were leopard spotted. She didn’t seem at all abashed by the fact that she was examining her uncle’s underwear. “I bet you look good in these” she said, and then she made that maddening giggling sound again. He saw her drop her eyes to his crotch and almost groaned as he realized his hardon must be showing. She just giggled again and went back to unpacking for him.

Then it was time for lunch and he got some relief as his brother chatted about the farm and his sister-in-law, Lorna, walked around the kitchen in her tight jeans and western shirt. She was a joy to watch too.

During lunch Bob made his offer and Dan accepted it gladly while the two women grinned and jumped for joy. Mandy crashed into him, hugging him and pressing her big melons into him.

It was after lunch that things took a turn for the worse. Dan said he had to go into town to a bull auction and would be gone the rest of the day. Mandy said that didn’t matter, since Uncle Bob was going to figure whether to build a new house, or add on to the old one. She could show him the whole operation so he’d know where things were and how they impacted each other. Lorna said she had baking to do and that it all didn’t matter to her.

Which is how Bob ended up trailing behind his sexy niece as she bounced along in front of him. She took him to each outbuilding and then the pasture. He asked her why the pasture mattered and she said that wind direction could make all the difference in the world between a nice summer night, eating watermelon outside, or closing up the house and using the AC because of the stink outside. There was a pond too, and when he saw it he wondered why it wasn’t called a lake. It was huge.

Mandy turned to look at him with a speculative look in her eye. “Lets go swimming Uncle Bob. It’s hot and the water will feel good.”

Bob was a champion swimmer, but he knew what she was aiming at. “Mandy, we don’t have suits, and your momma would kill us both if she found out I got naked in front of you.”

Mandy laughed. “Shows what YOU know! My momma would be the first one to strip down and jump in if she was here.”

And with that she did just that. She shrugged her halter top off and with a quick flip of fingers unbuttoned and unzipped her shorts. When they dropped like a rock, she was standing there stark naked.

No panties.

Of course Bob looked. He was a man.

She was gorgeous, that was for sure. She had freckles all over her chest and the tops of her breasts. She didn’t go topless, because her breasts were white, though there were no lines to show she sunbathed either. Just an even shading from dark to white. Her pubic hair was short, darker than her head hair and did nothing whatsoever to cover her pussy lips.

She shot him one look and then danced off to jump in the water. “Come on in Uncle Bob, the water’s great” she yelled.

Bob knew that if he disrobed she’d see his aching boner and he had a feeling she knew that too. Apparently she was willing to let him get a look in order to get her own eyeful.

But he wasn’t playing. He knew what would happen if anyone found out he’d skinny dipped with his 10th grade niece. So he sat down and hid his erection from her while she called him chicken, and a party pooper and a few other things. Still, by the time they left, she hadn’t seen what she’d done to him and he felt inordinately proud of that for some reason.

Of course he was in pain. His balls were bursting as he fantasized about sliding his prick between those puffy pink pussy lips she’d flashed at him and dumping his load in her tight teen belly. But he maintained control. For a man who took his women pretty much where he found them, it was an amazing exhibition of self control.

Which is why, when she said she had to go to the bathroom, and that she’d be back in a while, and he happened to be near the barn, that he decided he’d go and jack off while she was gone. That would lessen the ache in his balls, and make his unruly prick go down too.

As soon as she left he headed for the barn. It was dark inside. So much the better.

He heard the rustle of cows in their stalls – they were the milkers and stayed in the barn most of the time – but he didn’t figure they could cause him trouble.

He was wrong.

He had his pants down around his knees and his erection exposed.