In Her Uncle’s Hands...(closed for AndreaSubbie)

I looked up from my breakfast at that last comment, realising that Uncle Rick must have been talking about me.

I hadn't known how hungry I was until the aroma of the cooking omelette wafted across to me, and while Maria and Uncle had been flirting I'd just wolfed down my breakfast.

Did sex make you hungry? If that was the case, then I was going to have to watch my diet or by summer's end I'd be the size of a hot air balloon.

But what was all this about the swimming pool, and shopping and being shown the club?

Looking from Uncle Rick to Maria, then glancing at the very unwell-looking Aunt Ashley, I tried to recall what they'd been saying while I had been concentrating on stuffing my face.

Ah yes, the pool here tomorrow, Maria would be joining us and i assumed Gwen too and Aunt Ashley. Hm, I hadn't packed a swimsuit. But that was ok, because we were shopping for Office clothes today, apparently, before Uncle Rick took me to the Club, I guessed for lunch. It all sounded very expensive and very wealthy. I honestly hadn't figured just how rich my uncle was, but now I was beginning to think this might be fun apart from all the fucking I was likely to get from Uncle Rick.

Yes, I could learn to cope with being part of a monied family, and I grinned at the prospect.

Then more of what Uncle Rick had said filtered through my omletted brain. Tomorrow we were by the pool, not swimming, but today at the club we were swimming. Ok, so not Lunch at the Club, but a swim at the Health Club?

I didn't know, but it didn't matter. What mattered was going clothes shopping. For nice Office clothes. Skirt suits, shoes, tops. And a swimsuit. Now this was going to be fun. No one seemed have noticed I wasn't wearing a bra for breakfast, least of all Aunt Ashley, so maybe I'd be ok going shopping in the sweater and shorts? Just add sandals?

"How soon are we leaving to go shop, Uncle Rick? Am I ok going like this or should I change?" I helped myself to another cup of coffee to wash down the enormous feast I'd just devoured while everyone was busy chatting. "Now that, " I sat back and I patted my full tummy, "was a good breakfast!"
 
"How soon are we leaving to go shop, Uncle Rick? Am I ok going like this or should I change?" I wasn't sure she had been listening as she seemed to just be enjoying her breakfast and taking it all in. I was pleased she was on board with my plan. "Well I thought we both might take a shower, we want to be fresh for our activities today."

I had already set up my favorite woman's store in town and given them a description of some of the things I would like to have them set out for my niece. Knowing it was my niece, I could hear them chuckle as I described several clearly provocative and sexy items I wanted her to try. Once we were done there, we would go to the country club. It was your typical elite, Northeast Country Club. It had 36 holes for golf, the north course had held several US opens, but the south track was almost as good and had a bit more privacy if Andrea and I might want to play there, even play some golf.

There was a large pool, a formal dining room with linen table clothes and candlelit lighting, a family grill where I planned to have lunch with her, and then a men's grill where it was only men, other than special occassions where a woman or women might be included as entertainment. Whether or not Andrea would end up being a part of those more ribald moments would have to be determined, but as she had mentioned some of her fantasies, the men's grill had immediately come to mind.

Lastly there were the lodges, really small, finely appointed hotel rooms that were available to the members. I had my own personal key to one and I already had it reserved for today. So lunch, swimming and then play, I was really looking forward to today. "You should put on a casual dress, or a skirt and blouse and shirt. Or you could stay in what you have on and just wear something we purchase, but you will need a skirt on for lunch, and then we will change into suits. Do you have swimsuits with you, or should I have them bring out some of those for you to try on for me as well?"

I made it clear she would be modeling for me, but given our last few encounters I did not think that a problem, and the small audience at the store seemed something she might enjoy! Andreas wrapped up her breakfast. "Now that, " She sat back and patted her full tummy, "was a good breakfast!" I laughed, "Good, it is important I keep you full with plenty of protein!" Ashely rolled her eyes, "Believe it or not Rick, not every woman is dying to swallow your cum." It was a bit of a crude comment, but my wife was in a clearly crude mood. I tried to make a joke, "Well a man can dream can't he girls?" I winked at both Andrea and Maria.

Forty five minutes later, I was waiting with the keys to my 911 in my hand. I couldn't wait to start our day!
 
Coming back down all fresh and clean from my shower I eventually found Uncle Rick outside with the shiny posh car all ready to go. I smiled at seeing his lovely smart motor and felt a little rush knowing I'd get a ride in such a fancy car, and couldn't prevent my imagination from picturing my uncle riding me in it.

"Are you sure I'm ok like this?" I checked again, well aware of just how obvious my braless state was in the sweater and how my shorts weren't exactly smart.

But shrugging acceptance that my uncle knew best, I climbed into the leather seat and fastened the belt.

I'd already confessed my own lack of swimwear and was quite excited about being treated to something new and probably very expensive. If it was okay having my nipples stick out so obviously in the sweater, I guessed any swimsuit chosen by Uncle Rick would be at least just as revealing. How lovely. I was so looking forward to trying on lots of nice clothes for him.

At breakfast I had been quite shocked at both Uncle Rick's blatant flirting with Maria and also a little with me in front of Aunt Ashley, and even more surprised at her response, actually mentioning her husband's cum in front of both of us. But though she was obviously used to him teasing younger women, I didn't think she suspected that I already had a tummy full of one load of his cum, to be followed regularly by as much spunk as Uncle Rick could feed me.

I wondered just what my uncke had in mind for the day, but knew a few things for certain. I knew I had promised to do anything and everything he wanted, especially sexually. I knew he had a fun and very dirty mind. I knew now that he was very wealthy and enjoyed using that wealth. And I knew that whatever he had planned, I was going to enjoy it and probably be having sex.

I had a feeling I was going to be very hungry tonight.
 
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"Are you ready? I have a busy day planned for us...lots of fun surprises." I looked her up and down, there was not a lot left to the imagination, just a few whisps of clothing. Maria was off cleaning the breakfast dishes and Ashely was already back in bed after downing four Advil. "We have the day to ourselves!" I winked, and slid my hand around her waist, partially cupping her young ass, as I lead her out to the garage and opened her car door.

Pulling out, I kept the top down, and turned on the radio. "You can choose, I have Sirius, so just pick any style of music you like." It was about a fifteen minute drive to Jacklyn's, a nice ladies clotihng boutique with all sorts of dress and casual wear They prided themselves of being on the leading edge of fashion, and I had asked them to set several different types of sexy business attire, they mentioned a yellow dress they thought would be good, several of the prerequisite little black dresses, some simple blouses and skirts.

There were several options in all sorts of colors, my simple request, "You know I like a lot of skin." Jacklyn herself took my call and set up our private viewing. I also requested lingerie, bathing suits, and even sexy casual wear. Short skirts, short shorts, tight tips, bare midriffs and ample cleavage, and of course heels, I like my women in heels.

When we got to the store, Jacklyn met us and took us back to the private room. "Your niece is lovely, I have many things ready for her..." She looked at Andrea, why don't you go get dressed and I will make your Uncle comfortable. there is a small step up with mirrors where you can show off, WE will be there when you are ready." I nodded to Andrea, "Jacklyn has an incredible eye, she will have all sorts of good ideas...go get ready Kitten...." I looked at Jacklyn, "Yes, I am thrilled she is going to be my PFA this summer..." Jacklyn nodded knowlingly, not portraying she had no idea of the acronyms for my business.

She got me a cold beer and we sat down on the leather sofa facing the small stage where Andrea would show us her goods....
 
"Yes, Uncle Rick," I obediently answered, and since we were in a private viewing area, just the three of us, I saw no problem with stripping off my sweater as I headed to the changing room.

The new clothes were beautiful and of a fantastic quality and clearly every item individually cost way more than I'd expect to pay for the whole collection.

But it was Uncle Rick's money, and he wanted me to try them, so I'd do my best for him. I decided to go for most formal with maximum coverage first, and finish with the swim wear and lingerie, a kind of gradual baring of more and more skin.

Since there weren't any proper skirt suits as such, I started with a blouse and skirt combo with overly high heels, no bra and no panties, and came out to pose on the little stage as much like a runway model as I could. Turning this way and that I let them discuss the merits and then retired to put on the next outfit.

I worked my way through the black dresses, the informal attire and yellow dress, all without any underwear at all. The final round was a selection of lingerie; bra and panty sets, camisoles, basques, corsets, all of which I paraded for two pairs of knowing eyes, finishing with swimsuits that got tinier and tinier until the last only-just-there bikini.

I decided on one last costume, and came out again, this time in heels and nothing else.

"And this is the final outfit, ladies and gentlemen. Please make your choices." I was pretending to compere a fashion show, having a lot of fun, and after finishing my announcement took a nude curtsey and waited for their final comments.
 
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Andrea had dutifully gone to the dressing room, and finally I was alone with Jacklyn. Jacklyn spoke with a French accent, but if I had to guess she was a girl raised in Brooklyn who knew what her wealthy clients might find appealing. She was always perfectly coiffed, and I would have been no more surprised to hear she was 24 or 44. Tall, nearly five foot eight and weighing maybe 105 pounds, she had the figure that stylish clothing was born to hang on.

Her specialty was invading your personal space and speaking in a breathy tone, that made your skin have goose bumps and your cock get hard. She slipped her arm in mine, and I could feel her warm, cinnamon scented breath, as she whispered in my ear, in her feaux French lilt. "You delicious, dirty, old man, tis your niece? Does your brother know how WE will be dressing her...does your wife?" She was gently massaging my bicep, and our hips brushed against each other as we walked.

"No more so than any of the other women I have brought to you to dress them...you know how I like them presented...but this one is special and I thought you might enjoy inspecting her with me?"

She laughed a low sultry laugh, "You know a menage is from the French?" I let my arm wrap around her, "It does doesn't it?" We sat down and she was nest to me, my arm around her as she crossed her long legs and her shirt dress, slid up to her mid thigh. As Andrea came out to display herself, Jacklyn would often bite on her finger tip as she traveled her eyes up and down assessing my young assistant. "I love dat one on her...her nipples are so perky, do you see how the fabric caresses her young firm breasts?"

On others it was simple, "Mmmm, very nice...very, very nice..." She was right it was. When Andrea came out in the yellow dress, Jacklyn cleared her throat. "Dat is very sexy and I like dat dress without panties, but if you do, it should be either black or matching bright yellow thong or lacy high hips...thigh high boots would look good to, don't you think Rick?" I only licked my lips, "Yes, all of that."

By the end of the show, I had agreed to over twenty outfits, six swimsuits, every color of heel and strappy heeled sandal you could think of, and over $3,000 of lingerie, corsets, garters, stockings and sexy robes. Jacklyn was beaming as this was Christmas come early, and all I could think of was enjoying my Kitten in all of them.

Of course, Andrea was a performer, and she knew her audience was begging for more. So when she came out naked in only heels, I stood and gave her a soft clap, standing ovation. I helped Jacklyn to her feet and led her to the short stage.

I took my hands, standing behind her, and cupped my hands over her shoulders. "Now you see exactly why I hired her, don't you?" Jacklyn was standing in front of her facing her, her eyes roughly even with Andrea's firm young breasts and hard little nipples. "Spectacular, isn't she?"

"Oui!" Jacklyn moaned. I ran my hand down her thin toned arms, and grasping her wrists, I brought her hands up so that she clasped one of her wrists with her other hand. "She is just being trained, but she has so much potential, would you like to taste her?" I leaned in and nibbled on Andrea's ear, "You wouldn't mind, would you Kitten, whatever I want, right?"

Jacklyn had already moved in, starting to kiss down her tummy, soft kisses and sensuous licks. My one hand holding her hip, I reached down and raised up her leg, spreading her. "You must taste her pussy, it is spectacular, and aren't her little lips just perfect?"
 
It felt so lewd, standing there naked, my leg in the air, pussy open and damp and being offered to a complete starnger.

The kisses and licks on my bare torso were delicious and sent spasms of delight straight between my legs. This woman knew what she was doing, and she was doing it well. I didn't expect us to return to this shop since my uncle seemed to have purchased their entire catalogue and must have spent more money on me in one morning than I ever earned part time in a year, but I wouldn't mind returning to model for her.

Surely Uncle Rick could had no idea how it turned me on to be discussed so openly, as if I couldn't hear. Listening to him talk about me to the gorgeous shop owner was making my insides melt. Especially on top of being displayed naked for her. And even more, being the only one naked. It was three delicious fantasies in one.

Maybe I'd confessed them in my drunken rambling at the Graduation Dinner, or maybe Uncle Rick was a mind reader, but I was in paradise.

My uncle's words were delicious. "She is just being trained ... she has so much potential ... taste her pussy ... aren't her lips perfect?" I loved it, and had whimpered quietly as he offered me to the lady.

To his question, "You wouldn't mind, would you Kitten, whatever I want, right?" which I guessed was for her to hear and him to assert his authority, I had replied, "Anything, any time, anyone," wanting the lady to know I was his toy, his plaything, his Personal Fuck Assistant. And I loved it.
 
Jacklyn heard Andrea's response, and as her mouth had made its way down to her young mound, inhaling her aroused musk, she looked up at me. "What a good girl, you must be very proud, you should bring her to the club some night!" I smiled, "I don't know if she is quite ready for that, but soon, very soon I'm sure she will be."

Jacklyn had long, manicured nails and she slid her finger and nail along Andrea's soft wet slit. "Taste her!" I said, "My Kit...you know I love the word kitten, but that is when she is just lounging and letting me pet and enjoy her...but she is so cute and so ready..." I took her nipples in each of my hands and began pinching them to even harder dimensions. I looked at Jacklyn, "I haven't even fucked her yet, but I can hardly wait...I think she is going to be so enthusiastic, fuck like a little bunny...God, that's it....I think we have another name my pet, Fuck Bunny!"

Jacklyn leaned back and looking up, slid two fingers up Andreas, dripping cunt. "Oh, I like that...in fact.." Without another word Andrea got up and headed to her office for a minute, and I pulled Andrea's neck to the side and kissed her, pushing my tongue into her mouth, hoping she might suck that like she had my cock. "Do you like Fuck Bunny...are you going to be my little fuck bunny this afternoon?"

Suddenly Jacklyn was back and she had three items in her hand. First was a large, fuzzy, round bunny tail, mounted on an anal plug, the second was a set of bunny ears and the cute little bowtie collar like the women used to wear at the old Playboy clubs.

I took the anal plug in my hand and raised it to Andrea's lips, "Why don't you get this nice and wet and then let's see how my little fuck bunny looks in her costume?"
 
I had said anything!

Opening my mouth I let Uncle Rick insert the knobbly bit attached to the tail and I slathered it with my tongue getting it nice and wet, glowing with pleasure at my new name. How could he have known it was the very same name I'd given myself and so wanted to share with him? Of course I nodded enthusiastically when my uncle asked if I liked it. Fuck Bunny.

There was something deliciously naughty about keeping quiet but keen as both the Lady and my uncle talked about me and what they intended to do with me. I had no idea what Club she was talking about. Could it be the Country Club? Or something else? Whatever it was I just knew that it would involve sex and that I'd enjoy it.

The physical teasing of this goddess and Uncle Rick was torturing my body in a most exquisite way, and I never wanted her to stop, responding to her every touch with quiet mewls of delight and flickering of my over sensitive body. Except that she did stop. But I knew I needed to return and beg her for more attention.

I was looking forward to wearing the wicked little bunny costume and hoped they'd let me be seen in it. I was descending to being a complete slut, a fuck slut, a sex addict, insatiable. Willing to be used by my uncle however he chose. I was wetter than I'd ever been, readied for fucking, prepped for sex. It had become my purpose, my goal, my existence.

It was delicious, fun, and freeing. Would I be able to stop at summer's end?
 
Jacklyn had often flirted, and I knew she liked to play at Zingots, it was the most exclusive and interesting sex club in the city. I had been their twice, both times they had been seeking me to join. The first time it was with Ashely, we had joined, willingly paying the $40,000 initiation. No names taken, money wired to an account in the Cayman's, two fobs returned that granted access. There were only two rules, you do not show up alone, not that they had to come as a couple, but they had to have someone. And if you showed up, you could be a voyeur once and once only, otherwise you played!

The second time I had gone...I was Jacklyn's guest...she looked superb in latex! I held the anal plug out and Andrea, without a moments hesitation brought it in her mouth and lubricated liberally. "Do you know what this is?" I asked her, she should have felt that my breathing was heavier as we went on. "I think we should try it on you." I smiled as I brought my hand down and massaged her perfect little derriere.

"Mmmm, Gawwwd, she is delicious!" Jacklyn moaned, a fact I was quite aware. I only nodded. I looked down at her. "Take off your panties!" I saw the fire in Jacklyn's eyes, a huge sale and this, what a special Saturday! She pulled her mouth away momentarily from Andrea's dripping twat, and as the juices rolled down each of their thighs, Jacklyn lifted the hem of her shirt dress, just enough to slide her hands up over her hips and slide down her lavender silk, g-string. "Is this what you wanted?"

I nodded, and taking them from her hand I looked back at my niece, "Open your mouth!" Wadding the damp panties I slid them inside her mouth. "Now spread your legs a bit fuck bunny, and keeping them straight, I want you to lean down and put your palms on the floor. It is time my cute little fuck bunny was given her tail!"
 
I knew what it was and I knew the degradation I was about to experience and I knew the Lady was watching and I knew I'd enjoy every second of this.

Uncle Rick, my own uncle, was about to fuck my anus with a butt plug, a bunny tail butt plug.

How did Uncle Rick know just what to do to make me deeper and deeper his devoted sex slave? I would never achieve this level of pleasure and satisfaction anywhere else, with anyone else, in any other way. I was hooked, addicted, his junkie.

Bending obediently at the hips, feet apart and legs straight, I placed my palms flat on the floor, my gymnastics training fulfilling it's hitherto unknown purpose.

The Lady's damp cunty silk g-string was humiliatingly stuffed in my mouth, overflowing so that it was plain to see how I was being used. My sodden pussy was swollen and aching to be filled, clitoris expanded but the Lady's knowing attentions. I expected that pretty soon my uncle might start taking photos again, like he had before, to add to a small but growing collection of pictures documenting my summer vacation with my Dad's brother and family. It wasn't going to be the kind of album my parents expected to be compiled. Not your typical collection of a visit to a distant Aunt and Uncle. And cousin.

I wondered what Gwen would think if she saw us now. Would she be jealous? Want to be in my place, or want to carry on her Dad's work? Or would she be horrified? Disgusted?

I had a suspicion Aunt Ashley would just try to ignore what was happening. Or would it be a Final Straw?

I had no idea, and at that moment I didn't care. I just wanted more.
 
As Andrea assumed the position requested, her mouth now filled with the cuntcum soaked panties of our attractive retailer, I felt perhaps it was a good time wo expand Andrea's education, as she seemed in every way to be a most willing and enthusiastic pupil. I had heard her express her clear desire to suck cock, in fact she had been quite clear, lots of cocks! But we had not yet discussed her interest, lust and experience eating pussy.

Jacklyn came and stood next to me, as I ran my palm over the cheeks of Andrea's cute little bum, kneading her cheeks, spanking them playfully. I took one of Jacklyn's hands and put it on Andrea's left ass cheek. Jacklyn apparently enjoyed the feel as her other hand quickly moved and placed it self on and began rubbing the other!

I curled my fingers and hand and reached under Jacklyn's dress, cupping her bare mound, and slipping two fingers up inside her wet, wet vagina. "Andrea, in case it isn't obvious, Jacklyn here is a whore! And not a cheap whore, a very expensive, highly exclusive, top of the line whore, aren't you lover?" The elegant woman only laughed, and them moaned as she grinded her mound into my hand and rubbed and spread my young assistant's ass. "I am complimented by the description!"

I started teasing, and rimming, Andrea's tight little rosebud, with the head of the anal plug bunny tail, "Well my little Fuck Bunny, it appears as if you have made our hostess here as wet as you are. Now we can't just leave her like this, can we?"

I suddenly felt Jacklyn's lips press into mine and her tongue press into my mouth. She enjoyed how my fingers fucked her wanton cunt and she was simply suggesting she needed more.

"Have you ever eaten pussy Andrea...or shall we learn that too. To be my perfect little Personal Fuck Assistant, you will need to please women as well as men. Have you ever eaten my daughter's pussy....have you thought about it, what about my wife?" I felt Jacklyn's juices flowing down my hand, this wouldn't take long.

"I think we should practice...Jacklyn is going to lsy down in front of you, and give you her pussy...and if you are a good little fuck bunny, I will put this tail into your ass...and fuck that cute, puffy, wet little cunt of yours!"
 
I giggled, amazed at just how dirty my uncle could get. The words and ideas coming out of his mouth were truly shocking, but he clearly knew how much I loved it, how I was enjoying this incredible initiation into the Adult world of sex and debauchery, this New Beginning that would become a model for the rest of my life, probably. Maybe I could become a whore, like Jacklyn? And Uncle Rick could pimp me out?

Knowing what was expected, I got down on her knees and elbows so that I would be able to please Uncle Rick and sample the banquet while at the same time give him access to both my holes.

The sodden scrap of expensive silk was now in my left hand and I could already smell the womanly scent of Jacklyn's arousal. It made my mouth water, and I had to swallow and lick my lips.

Deciding that the non-verbal approach seemed to deliciously emphasise my lowly status as a sex object, I had simply shaken my head at being asked about Gwen and Ashley, but it turned me on to know that Uncle Rick was so interested in his neice cunt-eating his own wife and daughter.

But it also turned me on hearing Uncle Rick suggest that he needed me to please lots of other people as well as himself. Other women. And other men!

My insides gave a little spasm, and I felt a hot wetness trickle down the inside of my thigh.
 
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I was in the perfect position to watch, as based on my question and Andrea's silent agreement, Jacklyn, gracefully slid down on the floor in front of Andrea, raised the him of her dress to her waist, and spread her legs obscenely wide to enjoy the cunnilingus of my niece. Andrea every bit as gracefully and athletically lowered herself to all fours, weight on knees and elbows as she endeavored to enjoy her very first cunt, not of her own body.

She indicated that, to date, she had not tasted or enjoyed my daughter's pussy, but her answer left open, whether or not she might enjoy it, the same with Ashely. She had already voiced a desire for cocks, lots of cocks, but a similar wicked thought ran through my mind if that included my brother, her father?

At this point I would make no more assumptions on Andrea's boundaries, as it was increasingly unclear whether she had any at all! Jacklyn was watching Andrea's face, as she stared down into her glistening opening. She watched her lick her lips and the hunger in her eyes. "Rick if you were curious if your niece is bi? She is...In fact I can't remember the last time my pussy felt so appreciated....it is okay....come on in and eat my hot wet twat...." She spread her legs wider and arched her back...Oh Fuck, this may be the most fun that I have had since the night I took you with me to the club, you remember the bukake, don't you Rick...how i let you paint me...let them all paint me...perhaps...OH FUCK YES..." Jacklyn grinded and thrusted, as she took her hands and guided Andrea's head and mouth where she wanted her, "...oh God she's good Rick...what a good little slut you are!" She complimented Andrea, "I bet you'd like that wouldn't you...all those men...hard for you...cumming for you...cumming on you!"

I had been licking Andrea's ass, one final application of lubrication before pressing her anal plug tail inside her ass. I fucked her as with the plug, in and out, in and out...until her pussy was so dripping, streams were running down her thighs...I looked down and watche Jacklyn erupt in a violent orgasm..as she did I drove three fingers hard into Andreas needy cunt...I teased her, fucking her several times, hard, rough thrusts. and then I pulled my hand out...stood up.

I looked at Jacklyn, "She only comes when I say so....and the first time she comes this afternoon, It is going to be all over my cock. I got up, and smiled at Jacklyn who couldn't even move she was so spent. I grabbed the outfit I wanted Andrea to wear to escort me to the Country Club today,, i could only imagine the stares as I introduced my niece around. "Get dressed, it is time to go to lunch Kitten...keep your tail in...we won't need the ears until this afternoon...okay Fuck Bunny?"
 
"Yes, Uncle Rick," I answered in my best innocent teenager voice, though my eyes were shining with naughty happiness.

I took the garment that he selected for me, a little surprised that he actually wanted me to wear that out, thinking it more suitable for the kind of wicked Club he and Jacklyn had been talking about. But I dressed with the butt plug still in place, and when ready presented myself for his and Jacklyn's inpsection.

I was rather flattered that she had enjoyed my attentions to her pussy, but decided I needed more practice and once more considered asking Uncle Rick if I could vist her again; to model clothes for her in the shop, to learn to be a better fuck bunny, and to maybe be her Whore Apprentice.

That combination of Jacklyn's heady scent and wetness and slippery supple folds, with Uncle Rick doing delicious things to my own ass hole and cunt had been amazing but unfair, leaving me horny, dripping and unsated. I could feel that my clitoris and labia were swollen with need, and the insides of my thighs slippery with my own juices.

But I wasn't allowed to orgasm yet. Uncle Rick had been quite clear about when that was going to be permitted.

And so, my confidence inflated by the high praise of the top line whore, being a good little slut I was ready for our next appointment. I wondered if the Counrty Club also offered the kind of bukakke delights she had mentioned. It would be fun try out that particular entertainment with Jacklyn, a kind of double act. The Professional and her Young Apprentice.

"I'm ready, Uncle Rick."
 
As Andrea followed my orders, getting up and putting on the tight, skinny leg jeans, the heels, and the plunging tight tank top, Jacklyn had stayed there on the ground, her dress around her waist, casually teasing her lips and petting the pussy that Andrea had just so expertly serviced.

"Rick you are so bad...you told me we needed to get her a wardrobe, but you never told me how much fun we were all going to have. Hmmm...." She now got up and stood in front of Andrea, looking at the outfit that I had chosen to introduce her to my friends at the club. After almost undressing her again with her eyes, she turned to me. "Wednesday....I think the three of us should go out Wednesday...Meet me here...and I will dress her for the night...and then we will have dinner and play at the club...I think she will fit in fine...and I think you will enjoy it too!"

It wasn't so much a question but a statement of fact, I was quite certain that Andrea had enjoyed her first taste of Jacklyn, and would want to see what else we might do. "Let me talk with her, and check our schedule, but I think that could work." We took the packages of all the outfits we had purchased, and made sure Jacklyn put a biking and sarong cover up in a separate bag for later at the pool.

Jacklyn leaned in and put her hand on Andrea's waist, the other she used to tease her nipple through the thin tank-top, we had left her intentionally without any underwear. She pressed her lips in and forced her tongue inside Andrea's mouth, wanting to see if she could still taste herself. "I have enjoyed meeting you...I am guessing your uncle would like me to help with your education...it will be my pleasure."

Back in the car, we were at the old, stuffy country club in a little over ten minutes. I parked and walked around to let her out of the car. I hadn't used the valet, as I wanted to see everyone's eyes as we entered the main entrance. i expected the grill to be quite full, and I would my arm lightly around Andrea, I hoped she would notice the looks as we made our way to our table!
 
I felt like a million dollars, as they say, walking in with Uncle Rick, his hand possessively holding me with an assured but light touch.

My small boobs swayed unfettered under the very thin material of my top, and I knew that my ass in the tight thin jeans was unspoilt by any panty lines, the heels making my legs look their best.

I was again mildly stunned at my transformation in so short a time. I was reminded of the butterfly emerging from the chrysalis. One moment a dull object, the next a totally different creature full of colour and life. I trusted my uncle to keep me safe and on the right side of depravity, if there was such a thing.

As we made our way through the room I enjoyed the stares we were getting, and recalled the promise in Jacklyn's words. 'your uncle would like me to help with your education' That sounded as near to perfect as I could imagine. With Uncle Rick and Jacklyn to instruct me, I looked forward to a most promising summer.

Finishing School, I decided; that's what this was.
 
I enjoyed watching first the doorman, he eyes scanning Andrea up and down, like a wolf watching a young fawn in the meadow alone at dusk. Except she was not alone, she was with me, and while I was enjoying putting her on display, she was mine. Of course I would share her occasionally, as it suited my needs, but I was also quite possessive of that sexy ass so perfectly displayed in the tight, tight jeans!

The Club itself was large and lavish, housing two eighteen hole courses, with one of the courses consistently ranked amongst the top courses in the country, often hosting prestigious professional championships. However the grill area was casual, where men weren't required to wear jackets, and the tables overlooked the course.

I knew there would be a reasonable crowd of both men's tables, grabbing lunch before their round, or perhaps a beer after, as well as couples. No children were allowed in the grill. As I walked in Andrea it was fun to see the reactions! Both men and women turned and stared, the men licking their collective lips at the attractive little dish, the women eyeing her suspiciously, often grabbing the arm of their husbands, as if to hold on to them.

I saw several friends there, as I had hoped, although I didn't bother with the couples, I just let them look on in jealousy and shock at the sexy young thing I had brought to eat with. Jerry Roberts, an old friend and one of my top clients was there, he was having a beer with Doug Kramer, another friend. I golfed often with both of them, and I had hoped they would be there. Jerry was h

I saw them eyeing Andrea like jackals ready to pounce, as I walked up. "Gentlemen, this is Andrea and she will be working with me this summer...Andrea this is Mr. Roberts and Mr. Kramer." I looked at Jerry, "Remember what we talked about...the game...well Andrea will be my partner...assuming you two approve? However we still need a fourth." The two men could not keep their eyes off Andrea, both men got up and took turns, taking her by the waist and kissing her hello on the cheek. I was not surprised when they readily agreed. "I still need to see who will be your partner...remember we all must agree...and the stakes are winner gets first dibs...whether it be one or all."

Ending the conversation I took Andrea over to out table, overlooking the course outside. "So I bet you are curious...I gamble lots of money with these men when we play golf, and we thought our next match might be fun if we raised the stakes. So next Thursday, you will be my bet...We are playing a golf match you will ride with me, be my caddy, but all you have to do is look good and sexy. The winner gets his choice of one or more of the girls...of course that is just the first round...the night will go on..." I looked at her...I suppose this little event is to your liking?"

Before she could answer the young waitress came up to take our order. She looked at Andrea and then at me smiling, as if saying, "Good for you!" I put my hand under the table on Andrea's knee..."What are you hungry for Kitten...or should I say Bunny?"
 
"Ha ha, um.." I put my own hand under the table to squeeze my uncle's hand on my knee, to hold it there, not wanting him to take it away. I pressed my knees together acutely aware of the Plug in my Butt.

"Can I have a chicken salad please, Uncle Rick?"

It had been nice, meeting my uncle's friends, and hardly unexpected. He was bound to know everyone important at the Club, so there were bound to be friends of his when we arrived.

What was more unexpected, though, was that his friends would be so good looking. Especially the one with all the hair. Mr Kramer, I thought. And unexpected that they would touch my waist and kiss my cheek. I had thought to just shake hands.

It had been nice, their greeting. They both smelled nice and had warm strong hands and were confident, all very attractive in a man. And they were men, not boys. I decided I really liked men.

I tuned out a bit when they were talking golf, not a game I was familiar with, no I was just enjoying the way they were looking at me, as if they could see right through my clothes and were deciding which bit to sample first.

I was a little surprised at what Uncle Rick told me once we settled at our table. Not at them playing golf, or that they bet lots of money, but rather that all olf them were bringing a girl who would be their bet. And I was Uncle Rick's. That the winner got his pick of the girls. Was this how people behaved at a country club? It certainly wasn't the dry, staid, crusty 'old money' image I had expected.

Was the arrangement to my liking? I had just looked at my uncle as if he'd enquired did I like chocolate.

"So, Uncle, Rick," I asked once the waitress had gone, "What does a caddy do? Do I have to carry a heavy golf bag? What do I wear? When does the winner claim his prize? And am I right that we're all going to party together after your game?"

I took a sip of water as if I was asking about a civilised game of bridge followed by an evening listening to a string quartet.
 
I felt her hand touch mine, first disappointed that she was removing it, only to realize she was holding it fast. He let the waitress ask for their order, first nodding and approving of Andrea's and then ordering myself. "I will take the cheeseburger, medium rare, and a draft beer....Please ask Roberto to make it quick, we are in a bit of a hurry!" I was hungry for both food and my young niece, and somehow the bloody burger felt right for the animalistic yearnings that were raging throughout my body.

In our morning fashion show, and my desire to edge Andrea into a state of frenzy, my scheming had an unintentional effect, in that I was now half crazed in lust, and I needed to satisfy my throbbing cock as only my niece's naughty, virgin cunt could do. The waitress was no out of earshot. "I'm glad you like my hands on you...but I want so much more...yet the idea of petting my bunny out here in the open is very appealing."

I was teasing her thigh with gentle squeezes, trying to subtly slide my hand up, even though there was little more I could do. "Do you have any idea how good you look in that outfit...how it frames your body and makes me want to rip it off and take you right here...how HARD it makes me to wait?"

As I had been talking to Jerry and Doug, I had found myself conflicted. I enjoyed the hunger in their eyes, yet knowing I possessed her and would control when and if they ever got to enjoy. Yet part of me was also selfish, and the idea of her enjoying other cocks, performing for other men, sent pangs of jealousy throughout my body. It was one thing to share her with a woman, that was like adding a great desert or a fine wine to a magnificent meal, but a man....her taking and enjoying another's seed, as I knew she would...that was a bit more threatening.

So as she brought up the game and the bet, my response was measured. "I haven't decided if we will have you caddy in the strictest sense, carrying my clubs, cleaning and caring for my balls, but possibly. And while we can't be obscene, at least outside, I assume part of the job for you and all the girls is to be a distraction to the other competitors. Perhaps I send you back to Jacklyn on Wednesday to have her arrange your attire?"

It was almost impossible not to undress her constantly with my eyes. "So how is my little fuck bunny enjoying her tail, can't you just imagine what all of these people would think if they knew what was the only thing beneath those jeans?" Lunch was served and they at hastily, I could only hope she was as eager to move on as I was.

The playroom was a special venue on the top floor of the club. It was only accessible with a private key, and only the members of the Board had access. I had reserved it for the entire afternoon, in case we might want to visit more than once. Leaving a healthy tip, I stood up and held out my hand, "Are you ready to see what we have to offer here?"
 
"Yes, Uncle Rick, I'm ready," I answered, knowing that it was going to be a little different from what I might have expected. Getting to my feet I was acutely aware of Fuck Bunny's tail that he had referred to, Could anyone tell I had it inerted in my butt hole?

My Uncle had been chatty and teasing through lunch, and I got the impression he was desperate to fuck me, hard fast and immediately. But I also detected a hint of reserve, like something wasn't quite right.

I wondered if I'd done anything wrong, maybe been to eager to enjoy everything he was offering me. Was I simply being too easy? Was there any fun for a man like Uncle Rick in having a girl who is a sure thing and presents no challenge? I'd agreed to be his Personal Fuck Assistant, so I didn't understand what I had to do to make up for whatever I was getting wrong. I needed to talk to Jacklyn about it. She understood men, those strange creatures driven by their tummy spear rather than their mind, obsessed with depositing sperm everywhere they could.

The Caddying didn't sound too difficult. No bag or clubs to worry about, just stand around being distracting. Judging by the reaction we got here at the Club, I wouldn't have to actually do anything to achieve that. But yes, I was sure that Jacklyn would know exctly the right outfit for the occasion.

I followed Uncle Rick on his Tour of the Facilities.
 
I waited for my niece to catch up with me, and then I put my arm around her, my hand perched on where her tiny waist met her firm, heart shaped ass. I spread my hand protectively, prepared to show her the various aspects of the club. Westchester Country Club was very old, and had many stories within its walls. Most members were old New York money, I had not been born into great wealth, really no wealth at all, I was self made having a strong mind for numbers and the ability to negotiate on my feet. I had been young, not quite 30, and was invited to join after having received a very flattering article in the Wall Street Journal, "They Protege of Wall Street".

Since then I had steadily grown in my importance and role at the club and was now in the inner circle of the most influential members. It was only in the last five years or so, that I had come to fully appreciated the extended benefits provided to certain members, primarily the Board and the bluest of blue bloods, access to the playroom and private invitations to the Bacchanal parties in the formal dining room and the Caligula debaucheries in the men's grill.

In the past I had minimally attended, as it was really protocol to bring a guest, but now, as I slipped my hand around the waist of my little fuck bunny, cotton tail included, I expected we would attend all the summer's most private events. As we walked, I leg my hand lower and play with her tail and ass through her jeans, squeezing, pressing and releasing as I fucked her ass with the anal plug as we moved about.

I showed her the pool where we would come later today, the private beach that overlooked the Atlantic ocean, I even let her peak into the men's locker room, and for her to go in and look at the ladies, including the sauna, large hot tub and masseuse tables.

Finally, we entered the proshop, this would be our last stop before taking the private elevator up to the crow's next at the top of the building and entering the playroom. Given that it was early afternoon, and most had already started the afternoon's golf rounds, there was no one in the proshop other than the head pro, Miguel. Miguel had been a former champion on the European Tour, and now he and his son, Rafael, served the club well. Miguel was an old fashioned conquistador, a man who loved fine wine, fine women and fast cars. His son was a favorite of nearly every female member of the club, and his private lessons were booked out weeks in advance. Rafe, was off playing in some local PGA mini event, so it was only Miguel as we walked in.

The pro shop at WC is a full service retail establishment and a considerable aspect of Miguel's compensation. They would custom fit clubs to members and had an extensive array of both golfing and anything from casual to formal attire. As we walked in, I saw the experienced Spaniard, eye my young niece. In is own inimitable style he gave me a wink and said, "Very nice!" There was no doubt at to what he was referring.

I gave him a wink and headed over to a series of very nice, 220 thread count dress shirts, cotton shirts so fine they almost had the feel of silk! "Come here Bunny...." I said quite deliberately using that pet name, I took a blue and white striped shirt in my size, knowing it would drape on Andrea like a short, sexy dress.

"Please put this on for me?" I asked, and watched as she took it and looked for a dressing room. "No Bunny, please put it on right here...just this...and your heels...." I leaned in close, "...and of course, your cute little tail!"
 
I looked at my uncle a little surprised that he wanted me to change right there in the shop. What if someone important from The Club came? I didn't want him getting in trouble.

But shrugging, knowing that Uncle Rick knew best, and certainly knew what he was doing, I played along. The bunny tail quip was naughty but a lot of fun.

Trying to appear very matter-of-fact, but actually performing to the shop man behind me, since that's obviously what my uncle wanted, I slipped the thin tiny top off my body, and as if I were looking for somewhere to hang it turned towards him giving a fleeting glance of my bare boobs, before turning back and undoing my jeans. As I dragged them down the man would see the obscene butt plug tail in my ass, the plug that Uncle Rick had fucked my ass with throughout the tour while groping me through my jeans.

I slipped on the rather expensive stripey shirt, buttoning it up to level with my boobs. It was very loose and shapeless.

"Maybe it needs a little belt of some kind?" I asked Uncle Rick, then turned to the shop man for his opinion. He would know full well that I was naked beneath, except for the plug.
 
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Miguel tried to be discreet, it was the Spaniard way, you see. But at opportune moments, just as my niece slid off her jeans, bending over to slip them off her calves, I almost laughed as the sauve European man nearly had his eyes pop out of his head! For a moment he could do nothing but lick his lips as he openly salivated at the fine piece of tail staring back at him. When he finally did he had a most devilish grin and he raised his brow to look at me, I only nodded back, an acknowledgement, a tip of the cap as it were, from one lover of truly fine tail to another!

Of course, earlier as she had turned around, momentarily flashing her firm, young breasts, he had already been interested. However, a young woman's firm pert tits were one thing, her willingly wearing a tail, quite another. As she put on the shirt, I spoke to Miguel, "This is Andrea, she will be assisting me this summer, and I am personally taking responsibility for all of her training, I think she has the potential to be truly outstanding.

He had been thinking about my statement as she revealed her perfect, round bum, and of course her tail. "Mr. Harris, how does she handle, is she nice and tight?" He spoke of Andrea like she was a new sportscar of mine, curious about her suspension and struts. "Honestly, I don't completely know yet, but I am going to take her up to the playroom after this and give her a nice ride..."

She was now dressed in the shirt, and standing in front of me, "Maybe it needs a little belf of some kind?" I looked at the shirt, liking how it draped over her, but leaving plenty of access for fun. "Yes, when you wear it out...we can find you something here, I think I would like that....Bunny, please put your heels back on."

I waited looking her up and down. "Mmmm, I'm sorry Miguel...yes, I think she will be quite tight, but she lubricates easily, in fact she is quite tasty. She is also a quick learner....Bunny, show Miguel quickly how good you are at sucking Master's cock?"

I stepped back, and undid my zipper, giving my young assistant a chance to demonstrate her new skills...it would be brief, after all, we were in a hurry....
 
I raised my eyebrows in surprise at my uncle's escalation, but he knew best. And I certainly wasn't going to shame him by not obeying.

Dropping to my knees while being careful of my shoes, I slipped my left hand inside his open zipper and fished out his soft cock. Soft maybe, but still a good handfull.

His orders were for me to demonstrate how good I was at suckimg his cock. No hand job. No tease. Suck cock.

I liked that. Blunt. Direct. In front of a stranger. I placed Uncle Rick's penis on my flat tongue, mouth open so that Miguel could see, then closed my lips around it and started to suck gently and wrap my tongue around and under it, starting to move my head in a fucking motion, needing my uncle hard.

My right hand gripped his ass cheek,, but the left was still on his organ and started pumping the loose flesh along the gristly shaft, wondering how quickly I could make him like steel again, and coax out a generous supply of his lovely cum for Miguel to see spray into my willing open mouth.

It wasn't just sex that I was addicted to, not just the taste and smell and feel of hot fresh semen, but also being on display, being seen, being a slut in front of witnesses.

Yes, I might be a Fuck Bunny, but I was also a Slut Bunny.

And I needed Uncle Rick's cum and a good hard fuck.
 
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