I (F)ucked the guy who gave (M)e gold (20f/35m) | 2016

My deets and a pic are here: https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/4ks1hp/fucked_one_of_my_best_friends_dad/

I got a LOT of PMs after the first story I posted. Most of them were guys either sending me dick pics or wanting pics of me. Some others had questions that need immediate answering. A few less wanted to chat. And then there was Alan. Alan sent me gold for the story and then wanted to chat. Honestly, his first couple of PMs weren't so interesting but since he had given me gold, I felt I should be nice and answer his questions and stuff. But after a few days the conversation petered out. I noticed a few days later that he had deleted his reddit account.

I continued to chat with a few guys via PM and after I posted my last story, I got a PM from a new person who said he was Alan under a new account. He verified it by telling me something we had talked about but was vague when I asked why he deleted his account. He also included some pictures of himself and asked if we could keep chatting. Again, there was a sense of obligation since he had given me gold, but after a day or two I really enjoyed the conversations. He works as a federal agent and he was very frank and full of interesting information this time.

Last week he PMed me and said he was coming to my hometown for business and did I want to meet up? Although he insisted he wouldn't expect any sex if we met, it was clear based on our interactions and the pictures that he had sent it was something he was hoping for. I thought about it for a few days. He was pretty good looking in his pictures, chiseled upper body, a buzzcut and a friendly smile all jumped out at me. So I decided I'd be willing to meet him in person at a public venue and take it from there. So we agreed to meet at a restaurant for lunch. Alan only knew what I looked like from behind, so I told him I'd dress as a fantasy of his that he had told me about.

Sunday rolled around and I got ready a little before noon. I put on a flowery sundress with spaghetti straps and a V-cut neckline that showed off quite a bit of cleavage and a skirt that fell just above my knees. I put my hair into two ponytails and used a sparkly pink lip gloss and just a touch of mascara. Pink ballet flats completed the outfit. I looked in the mirror and felt I had achieved the look I was going for, and I headed out.

I got to the restaurant about ten minutes late. The hostess asked me if I was meeting someone but I waved past her when I saw Alan sitting at a corner booth. Half way down the aisle I shouted “uncle!” Alan's head shot up and his eyes widened when he saw me. I reached the table and threw my arms around him and gave him a peck on the cheek, allowing him a long look down my dress.

“It's so great to see you!” I said, sitting down on the other bench and rubbed his thigh.

Alan looked me over and laughed. “Holy shit, you really nailed the look, and you are totally hot.” I smiled in response.

A waitress overheard this last comment, and since she had just heard me call Alan my uncle, she shot us a strange look. I stifled a laugh as she walked away.

Alan stared at me some more and rubbed his head. "Shit, I almost believe you are 16! I should ask for your license!" He said with a laugh.

Alan and I enjoyed a nice meal. We talked frankly about sex and many other topics. And whenever our waiter was in earshot, I played the loud teenage niece, who bordered on inappropriate, touching Alan and making suggestive comments.

We were waiting for our dessert when I noticed Alan fidgeting. He blushed and said, “I really have to pee, but I can't.”

“Why not?” I asked puzzled.

“You've had me rock hard for most of the meal.”

I laughed and reached under the table, running a finger up his tented dick. “Maybe we should do something about that after we finish,” I said, having decided midway through the main course that we were going to have sex. Alan nodded eagerly. I shifted my legs, enjoying the wet feeling between my legs.

We finished our lunch and Alan got an Uber back to his hotel. Our driver was a middle aged woman who frowned the whole way as I talked about showing “Uncle” Alan my cute new bikini and asking him probing questions about sex. Alan squirmed with delight.

Alan covered his erection as best as he could until we got to his room. As soon as the door closed he was all over me, kissing me hungrily. He kissed down my neck and pulled down the top of my dress.

“Wait wait before we go too far let’s take some pictures!” I said, as he made his way to my breasts.

“Why?”

“We are totally going to post this to gonewildstories!”

Alan nodded and grabbed his phone. I posed on the bed, my back to him, my panties pulled down to my knees and skirt flipped onto my back, exposing my ass.

“How about a blowjob pic?” He suggested.

I got off the bed and pulled my panties completely off as Alan down in front of me. I unzipped his pants and pulled out his erection. “Like this?” I asked, tonguing his head. Alan moaned. “Or like this?” I asked, licking his shaft. “Or maybe this?” I said before taking his entire cock in my mouth.

Alan took a quick picture and then dropped his phone beside him, grabbing my head with both hands as I bobbed on his cock. “Goddamnit, that feels so good!”

I took his cock out of my mouth. “Am I being a good little niece?” I asked in an innocent voice before taking his entire cock again.

“Fuck yeah,” Alan moaned as I worked his cock with my tongue, playing with his balls with my hand.

Alan thrust into my mouth and I could feel him getting close. I took my mouth off his cock again. “Would you like to come on my tits?” Alan just nodded, his breath ragged.

I slipped my dress down to my belly and rubbed his cock between my tits. Alan’s hips jerked and ropes of come splashed onto my tits, neck and chin. He laid back on the bed, sighing with pleasure.

After a minute, he opened his eyes and looked at me, still kneeling at the side of the bed, my chest wet with his ejaculate. I gave Alan a frown.

“I'm all dirty now. Do you think I should shower?” Alan nodded eagerly. I stood up and slowly pulled down my dress, stepped out of it and took my shoes off. I have Alan a little twirl and headed to the bathroom. I stepped in and before I closed the door, I leaned out.

“Hope to see you soon.”

I turned the water on in the shower nice and hot and the mirror was fogged up in no time. Stepping in the shower, I let the hot water wash away the mess on my chest. After a minute or two, there was still no sign of Alan, so I put soap on a wash cloth and slowly started to soap up. The door opened and I heard Alan curse. "You sure its hot enough in here?" he asked, as he emerged from the fog and stepped naked into the tub.

"Sorry," I said, and leaned over to faucet to turn the water cooler. Alan grabbed my ass and I felt his hard penis rub against my ass. I squealed.

"Boy you sure are dirty," Alan said roughly. "You better let me do the cleaning." He took the washcloth from my hand and began rubbing it all over my body, giving special attention to my breasts and my vagina. I leaned forward more, putting my hands against the cool wall and spread my legs when I felt his cock rub against my vagina.

"Do you want me inside of you?" He asked, pushing his cock against my swollen vagina lips.

"Yes," I moaned.

"Yes, who?"

I was momentarily confused, my brain overcome by lust, as he continued to rub his cock against my lips. "Yes. Yes, uncle," I cried.

Alan grabbed my hips and I barely had time to grab the faucet with one hand as he plunged his cock up into my waiting wet pussy. He began pounding against me, one hand on my left hip, the other grabbing my right breast hard. I moaned with pleasure, the hot water cascading over my hair and back and down onto Alan's thrusting cock.

My moans became louder and longer and Alan managed to quicken his pace, the sound of his thighs slapping against my ass louder than the shower. "I'm going to come," I cried and Alan grunted and slowed down. The change of pace pushed me into an orgasm, and I flailed slightly, my legs starting to give way. Alan caught me with his muscular arms, still thrusting.

"Just stop for a second," I panted, but Alan didn't. I managed to keep my legs, but leaned all the way down, my hands almost at the base of the base of the tub so I was almost in a forward bend position, my hands less than a foot away from my feet, my wet hair plastered to my face. I pushed against Alan's cock with my vagina muscles. With both hands on my thighs, Alan moved quicker until he grunted with pleasure. I felt the condom he was wearing fill and I milked his cock as best I could by clenching.

I slowly stood straight as Alan slid out from me, spent and turned towards him. We kissed and I fondled his tired cock.

"OK, now I have to actually shower," I said with a grin. Alan nodded wearily and stepped out of the shower. As he toweled off, he watched my closely and finally disappeared into the steam and out the door.

When I came out of the bathroom, Alan was lying on the bed, naked. More impressively, he was hard again. Unfortunately by that point, I had to get going to work. Before I left, Alan promised to send me the pictures he had taken and we discussed posting dual stories. Unfortunately when I checked my account the next morning, he had deleted his account again.

So Alan, I know you are reading this. And I know I am not the only one here who would like to see these pictures. Please send them my way by PM or even post links in the comments. Don't disappear on me again.