EroticReverie

Mason

Yesterday everyone got to lounge around and enjoy the first day relaxing. So today, since I’m a day late getting here, and so is Lexi, we’re forced right into activities. 

Three vans will be picking us up to take us to a ski resort about an hour from where the cabin is. 

The kids usually, ski, snowboard, ice skate or sled, all the women and some of the girls usually go to the spa, and myself and the other dads, we usually ski as well, or go to the sauna, or sit at the bar. 

As we all pile into the buses, we miscalculated how many seats were needed, because we didn’t know there wasn’t a front passenger seat available. 

“I’ll just drive” I tell them.

“No Mason...we’ll squeeze” my wife Rey says. But the vans are already packed, and I don’t feel like spending an hour crammed inside a little metal box, with a bunch of people talking at once. 

“It’s not a big deal.” I say and look down to the third van. And see a little butt, with white reindeer and snowflakes on red fabric wiggling out the side. 

“Move over!” I hear Lexi say. 

I walk down to the van and over hear the arguing with her brother Killian and sister Kristen who are both 13, and twins, and currently telling her there’s no more room.

“I’m driving....there’s no room for me in our van either for me...so ...you can ride with me.” I say to her back. Lexi steps back out of the van and looks at me. 

“thank god!” she says and grabs her purse and closes the van door. I laugh and we walk back up the driveway past the other vans and towards my  white BMW X5, with tinted windows. 

I remote start the car, and pray that nobody else opts to ride with us, to lessen the cramped spaces of the vans. 

As the vans pull back and out of the driveway me and Lexi sit in the car, and I let the windows defrost, and the car heat up. 

“thank god” she says again and leans her head back against the seat. 

“I wouldve ended up throwing myself out of the van at some point.” she says.

I laugh and turn up the heat.  I watch as she unzips her coat and shuffles it off and tosses it into the back after the car heats up a little. I have the heat blasting, but I’m thankful someone seems to still be a little cold as tiny little pebbles are showing through the red long sleeved shirt she changed into, that matche those stupid leggings perfectly and clings to her body like shes wearing paint. My cock doesn’t miss a beat, and jumps for her as she crosses her seat belt in front of her and I watch it lay between her breasts. 

“What, a van full of loud mouths isn’t your thing?” I ask with a laugh. 

She turns her head and look over at me with a , youve got to be kidding me look on her face and I grin. 

When I do I watch her eyes shift a little and watch her lips part slightly, before she turns her head back forward and chews her lips. 

“No...not my thing.” She says and pulls out her phone from her purse, and starts to scroll through it. 

“you’re not going to ignore me the whole way there for your phone are you?” I tease.

I see her roll her eyes. 

“I might” she says and I see her hiding a smart little smirk. 

“Well what would grant me pleasure of your attention?” I ask her.

She shrugs. “Maybe you don’t ask about my sex life and I’ll think about it” 

I laugh cause I know she’s teasing me about earlier, and she turns and starts to laugh.

“You’re a jerk...I already apologized” I say and grab her phone and take it and throw it the back of the car with a thud. 

“Hey!” she gasps. “what the hell!...what if it broke!” she says starting to unbuckle her seat belt to fetch her phone.

“Then I’ll fucking buy you a new one” I say. 

Lexi looks at me. “I don’t want a new one” she says.

“Why?” I look at her my left hand on the wheel, turning my body towards her. 

“All your nudes on that one?” I ask.

Her mouth drops open and I raise an eyebrow and she slaps my arm. 

“Uncle Mason!” she yells. 

“I know all girls your age have them” I say with a laugh. 

“no we dont!” she argues and looks out the front of the windshield.

“So you don’t have any?” I ask. 

She gives me a look. “First of all, you shouldnt be talking to your NIECE about nude photos of herself, and SECOND...i didnt say I didnt, I just said not all girls my age have them.” she shoots me a look again and then faces forward once more.

“So...you do have them?” I egg her on.

When she turns I’m wearing a smirk.

“Do you enjoy being a pervert?” She glares at me. 

“Do you enjoy pretending to be offended by my questions?” I ask. This shuts her up as she thinks of a comeback.

“Drive” she says. 

I chuckle and look at her as she turns her head towards her window and I take another look at her tits, with the seat belt pressed between them. I look at her body up and down and imagine it leaned over the center of the car while she strokes and sucks my cock. Road head. Fucking haven’t had that shit in over a decade. Maybe longer. 

I pull out of the driveway grinning to myself, and start a one hour long drive, one full hour of trying to control my dick from showing my niece just how much of a pervert her Uncle really is. 

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LEXI

My Uncle Mason is getting awfully fucking brave with his perverted mouth. I wonder if he jokes or talks to any of my other cousins this way. Why the fuck would he mention my nudes or ask me if I have any. I feel my stomach tighten, and the area between my thighs ache as I sit with my head facing the window. Because if I look at him, he might ask me more inappropriate questions, which I’ll give him more inappropriate answers to, and he might end up finding out his “Little Lex” is just as much a pervert as the one he’s acting like. 

He commands the blue tooth to play Nirvana. It’s not my type of music but part of me likes it when he’s around cause it’s fun to watch him, mouth the words and pretend he’s the drummer. Apparently he was in a band, before his father made him quit after graduating, telling him he had to focus of college, and business. 

I turn my head slightly and sure enough he banging his fists in the air as if he’s got drum sticks in them and I laugh to myself, the music loud enough to not give my laughter away. 

I reach for the volume and roll the knob, turning it down. 

“Easy Cobain....you might hurt yourself, or drive us off the road” I say with a  laugh. 

I watch him as he frowns at the road and then looks over to me. 

“Turn that back up”he says. 

“Only because I like watching you do the air drums” I say with a smile and turn it back up. 

He looks over to me and smiles, and I don’t look away, he turns his eyes to the road, then back at me, looking at me as I still stare at him. I can’t tell if I’m flirting with him or not, or if I even want to be. It’s all innocent enough right? Giving him little looks? He grins at me all the time, and I know they’re more than crooked smiles or being playful. At least, I’m pretty sure. 

He reaches to the knob and turns down the music. 

“What’d you do that for? I was waiting for my concert” I tease and I lean my seat back, reclining it further and I lay my hand over my stomach across the bare strip of skin left between my top and the waist of my leggings. 

I watch my Uncles eyes on my hand and see his Adam’s apple jump as he swallows hard. 

He looks like he’s about to say something, then sighs loudly and flicks the knob, the music blaring, and looks back to the road. 

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MASON

It’s pathetic how a few inches of skin on her stomach can drive me and my cock absolutely insane. Relatives should not be allowed to be attractive, if you’re not allowed to fuck them. I grip the steering wheel tight as I turn my face back to the road trying to concentrate on anything other than my dick growing in my pants. I move in my seat slightly trying to casually adjust myself so she doesn’t see the effect she has on my cock. 

“Uncle Mason?” she yells over the music.

“Yea?” I yell back without looking back over to her, cause I know my eyes will look at all the places an Uncle is not supposed to look at on his niece. 

She sits back up and turns the music down. 

“Uncle Mason..” she says again.

“what?” I ask looking over at her, making sure to only look at her eyes, those fucking big, gorgeous eyes. She blinks and smiles. 

“I have to pee” she says. 

I look to the road. “We’ve only been driving for 10 minutes” I say. 

“Okay...well....regardless of how long we’ve been driving..I STILL have to pee” she says almost annoyed. 

I grumble and look around and pull into the next gas station about 5 minutes down the road. 

I watch her get out without a coat and walk carefully over the ice to the gas station. I watch a guy older than me pumping gas, watch her.  That’s mine. Stop looking at her. I want to yell out the window. 

I wait and a few minutes later shes walking back out and I can see her fucking nipples , hard as all hell in her tight top. Jesus fucking christ, my cock disobeys my brain as I try to tell it to stop. But it doesn’t listen, and only grows harder as she opens the door and those perfect tits are even closer, those nipples poking right out, begging to be sucked into a warm mouth. My warm mouth. 

I watch her climb in shivering. 

“You shouldve put your coat on” I say. 

She giggles. “Why you afraid I’m gonna catch a cold?” she looks at me. 

I rub my hand over my chin, feeling the stubble of my facial hair and look at her then shift into drive. 

“among other reasons” I say. 

she laughs and clicks her seat belt in as we drive off.

“What other reasons?” she asks.

I turn up the music and don’t answer. I don’t look at her, because god help me I might pull over again and warm those nipples in my hands or my mouth. 

“what other reasons?” she asks again and turn down the music. 

“Christ Lexi..” I snap slightly and she freezes. 

“what?” she asks in a small voice, and I can tell I’ve hurt her feelings, or scared her. 

“Nothing, sorry...just.....fuck” I say gripping the wheel as I drive, my knuckles turning white as my dick still pushes against my pants wanting to break out. 

“I didnt mean to make you mad” she said. 

“I’m not mad.....I’m just .....frustrated” I say.

“By me?” She asks and her voice is so careful, and sweet. 

“No.” I shake my head. “Frustrated by myself.” 

“Oh....” she says and looks out the front windshield. “Okay?” she says confused. 

I fight the urge to tell her why, I fight the urge to tell her how badly I’ve been recently wanting to know what she feels like on my cock. How when I fuck my wife, sometimes she crosses my mind, and I pretend it’s her. How I jerked off to her the past summer from the window of the beach house, just watching her lay there on the fucking sand with our family. 

I say nothing. We say nothing the rest of the way to the resort.