I was amazed; Mum and Dad are not glitteringsocialites, to be honest they would generally be shunned as quiet andintrospective by other wallflowers. I...wasn't even sure if I'd met thedaughter of Mum's cousin who was getting married, but, as usual, myopinions or concerns had little impact on the old thing.My name was George. I was seventeen and had never kissed a girl. At thetime I believed I would never kiss a girl. Mum called me Georgie. Theycalled me that at school too, though Georgie was. I lay still.He pushed my t shirts to my neck and started suckling my nipples. He did this for few minutes and he tried to pull my shorts down. He couldn’t. I thought he would give up and leave. To my surprise he woke me up.I woke up and pretended to be shocked that my t shirt was up and boobs were exposed. He without wasting time told me me to remove my shorts. I was shocked and told “Uncle, no. I am your daughter’s best friend!”. He replied saying “PLEASE. just this once. I have never tasted a. Softly he murmured her name into her ear, more breath than sound, and, fully sensing her soft, fragrant hair, he felt a tightening in his groin. Her hands, with a volition of their own, began to pull his shirt from his trou; he slid his hands up the back of her thighs until he reached her soft bottom, stroking gently, causing a shiver to run up her spine, and inciting a heat and damp between her legs such as she had not felt in a very long while. Just that quickly the pleasure of flesh on. It’s well organised – the entrance includes free drinks (beer / soda etc) plus has showers (also several trays of condoms and lube). The first time I went was one of their earliest parties – they last around four hours.Before I went I’d already made sure I had a really full bladder – changed into one of my favourite piss stained jock straps when I got there. I arrived soon after it started – only 20 or so guys there – later there were at least 70. There was a big area with a large sky blue.