The sexual adventures of Lacey and Ricky – Chapter 4

Please begin by reading chapters 1 to 3.

Chapter 4: Lacey’s adventures with Uncle Steve

It was the middle of summer vacation, and I had been having some pretty exciting encounters, sexually exploring with my classmate Ricky. We started getting pretty hot and heavy: looking at porn, my first kiss, first time giving a hand job, first blow job, first oral orgasm of my own, and very nearly losing my virginity. I was excited to see what the rest of summer had in store, then my parents dropped a bomb. We were going on a road trip across the country for an extended visit to my mom’s brother, uncle Steve.

My brother didn’t have to come on this trip because he was older and had a job to go to. It wasn’t fair. I was really disappointed because I was enjoying my friend, Ricky, and I was determined to lose my virginity with him. I swear I was getting hornier by the day.

Ricky was bummed that I was leaving too. We promised we would pick up where we left off when I returned in a few weeks. I left Ricky with a couple of my brother’s magazines to help him while I was away.

I had never been to visit uncle Steve before. He always came back to our home town to visit us, and our extended family. It was easier for him to travel, being single and with no kids. The last time I saw him was when he came to a family wedding two summers ago.

This was my first road trip in a long time. It was a bonus that Uncle Steve lived on the west coast. It was a long drive, but it ended up being worth it. Sunshine and beaches. Uncle Steve had a beautiful home with a view of the ocean. He had a large yard, with a pool and a hot tub! Maybe this vacation wouldn’t be so bad after all.

I always liked uncle Steve. He was a handsome, successful, business man, and he had an awesome sense of humor. He could light up the room with his quick wit and funny jokes. He also liked to drink and have a good time. He was in his late 40’s, with no wife, or kids of his own. Mom said he liked the single life, and would never settle down.

We pulled into his driveway and began unloading the minivan. Mom always packed way too much. Uncle Steve came running out of the house to greet us. Uncle Steve was even more handsome than the last time I saw him. He had an athletic build, a killer tan and great hair. It was a bit more salt and pepper since the last time I saw him. He ran over to mom to give her a hug, then cracked some jokes with dad. Then made his way over to me.

When he came to me he hesitated and looked a little shocked. “Hey Lacey girl, How are you?” He said, as he grabbed me and pulled me in for a big hug. I loved that he called me “Lacey Girl”. It was a nickname that stuck since I was running around in diapers. “I haven’t seen you in years! Maybe I shouldn’t call you Lacey girl anymore? You’re all grown up”.

I blushed. I had changed a lot since the last time I saw Uncle Steve. I am about five foot five now, and my boobs are a solid C cup. I’m sure he noticed my curves too, as I was wearing a short crop top, with cut off jean shorts. “Of course you can still call me that”, I replied with a smile.

We brought our bags into Uncle Steve’s house, and got settled. It was a large home for just one person. It was modern and beautifully furnished. I knew uncle Steve had good taste, but I never would have pictured this huge home to be his. The master bedroom was on the second floor, with a balcony overlooking the pool deck. From there a stairway descended to the deck. In the distance, past his fenced back yard, was a view of the ocean. It was breathtaking.

Mom and dad took the spare bedroom on the second floor, at the other end of the hall from uncle Steve’s room. I took the spare bedroom downstairs on the main floor. Uncle Steve thought I would like the downstairs better, so I could have more privacy. I could talk to my friends on the phone, or just chill out in the theater room to watch tv and movies. My parents warned me that the 3 of them would probably have some loud, late poker nights. Downstairs I would have a quiet space if they got too rowdy.

The downstairs was huge! It was like having my own apartment. A large bedroom, theater room, bathroom with a walk in shower. Maybe this wouldn’t be so bad after all. Plus a pool and hot tub. I could work on my tan with my new, skimpy bikini that I brought along. I had been forced to get a new one as my boobs had grown noticeably over the past year. I had decided that even though I missed my friends, especially Ricky, I was going to make the most out of these 3 weeks.

The first few days we did some sightseeing. Uncle Steve took us to several hot spots and local attractions. We did some hiking, ate at some really great restaurants, and hit the beach. It was gratifying to see the looks I got from men. One thing I quickly found out was what a huge flirt uncle Steve was.