The Dirty Uncle, Chapter 2: The Pool Party

 The Dirty Uncle

Chapter 2, "The Pool Party".
by Noopster.

DISCLAIMER: This story is a work of absolute fiction based on nothing real or plausible at all. Fantasy is legal and this shit is ridiculous anyway. Thanks for reading.

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'Ow, my fucking head! Shit, what time is it?'

The phone ringing woke Justin Bieber up to the biggest hangover of his short, pathetic life. It was Selena, but why was she calling this early in the morning?

"Uh hey, baby, what's up?" he groggily answered.

"I'm here. Come let me in."

"What? Why didn't you ring the door?"

"Um, well, because…”

“Because what?”

“Because I know your uncle is here and I don't wanna run into him yet! ...I need talk to you first."

"What the-- alright,” he sighed, rubbing his temple in frustration, “I'll be down in a sec."

The short walk to the front door seemed like a march through the desert for the hungover young man. He didn't remember much about the day before, only that he’d gone to the beach with Selena and his uncle, and then driven to the lookout where they had started pounding beer after beer and then... nothing. He was expecting his girlfriend to be in even worse shape than he was, she was a rookie and a girl after all, so when he opened the door it shocked him to see that she was looking as fresh and radiant as always.


“Hi, I brought Daisy with me. You don't mind, right?" the young brunette said, holding her poodle in her arms and looking equal parts cute and sexy in her tiny white denim shorts and loose fitting lime green tank top.

"Ugh, whatever, just make sure she doesn't piss the carpet again," Justin said, rubbing his reddened eyes.

"She'll be a good girl today. Won't you, Daisy?"

Justin rolled his eyes. "Come on in."

"Where's your uncle?"

"He's watching TV, I think. Why?"

"Because I need to talk to you about something, and I don't want him to hear us,” the young brunette said as she dragged her boyfriend into the kitchen pantry.

"You’re being so weird. Just spit it out already."

"Okay, listen. I’ve been thinking about how to tell you this all morning and it’s really hard so I’m just gonna come out and say it.”

“Uh… okay.”

“I don’t know how much you remember but last night you were being really obnoxious and rude to me, and after you passed out, your uncle and I started talking... and he told me what you've been doing."

"What I've been--"

"He told me you've been showing him my photos.”

Justin looked at her, dumbfounded. “What photos?”

“What do you mean what– Ugh, my private photos!"

"Oh, listen, I--"

"Just let me finish before you say anything. That was a really fucked up thing to do, Justin, it really hurt me and it made me so angry, but it’s also not an excuse for what I did."

"What you...?"

"I'm still angry at you, if I'm being honest, but I also feel really terrible and I need to come clean."

"I am so confused right now."

"Before I tell you, I just wanna say that I've thought a lot about this and I think both of us screwed up, and that we should try to forgive each other and move past it."

"Okay but, what exactly are you talking about?"

She took a big breath and then let out a long, drawn out sigh. "After your uncle told me about the photos... I was so angry and hurt and I wanted to get back at you so..."

"What?"

"Well, we sort of… kissed."

"You kissed."

"Or he kissed me, I don't know. I just know I let it happen and then..."

"Then what?"

"He touched me. A little."

Justin's head hurt. "Wait, why are you telling me this?"

"Because I feel terrible about what happened, and even though what you did was awful and super disrespectful to me, I know that two wrongs don't make a right, so I wanted to get it all out in the open so that we can move on without--"

Justin started laughing.

"What's so damn funny?" she snapped.

"You! You're blowing this way out of proportion."

"How am I blowing this out of proportion?!"

"So you two kissed and what, he touched your boob or something? That's not a big deal."

"What? Of course it is a big deal!"

"No, it's not, he's my uncle. And so what if I showed him your pics? It's Uncle Bobby, I tell him everything."

"Are you fucking serious right now? You don't think it's a big deal to betray my trust like that?"

"They were just pictures, and you looked hot in them. Uncle Bobby liked them so much that he kept asking for more. You should be flattered."

"What the-- So you're totally cool with your uncle looking at my body like that?"

"Everyone else in the world does."

"I-- you asshole, I should break up with you right now."

"But you won't," he said confidently. "Shit, my head is killing me. I can't believe you woke me up for this dumb shit."

"And I can't believe you're not taking this seriously!"

"Don't yell, you're gonna split my head in two. And stop being so dramatic. I'm going back to bed."

Justin heard his girlfriend gasp as he turned his back on her and went back up to the master bedroom. He fell face first on the mattress and everything went black again.

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Another call, this time from his mom, woke him up about an hour later. She wanted to let him know everyone would be arriving around midday for Bobby’s farewell party. Still feeling like a bag of shit, Justin went downstairs to look for Selena. 'She must still be mad at me, otherwise she would've crawled into bed with me like always.'

The TV was loud at the end of the hallway, a basketball game by the sounds of it. 'Uncle Bobby loves his Raptors.’

"Hey, baby, feeling better yet?"

His girlfriend’s dulcet tone surprised him as he turned the corner, but not as much as the scene he’d walked into; Selena and Uncle Bobby cuddling on the couch. His uncle sat in the corner, leaning against the arm while his sexy, young girlfriend laid on her side, comfortably slumped over him. Justin stopped in his tracks and he even rubbed his eyes to make sure his uncle really was embracing her, his arm hidden behind her body and his hand casually resting on her tight, teen butt. Neither of them seemed the least bit uneasy about being seen like that.

"What-- Uh... what's going on here?"

"Oh, I’ve just been watching the game with your uncle," the pretty brunette said matter of factly, letting her hand run down Bobby's beer gut and slightly brushing against his crotch before stopping on his left thigh. "Bobby loves his Raptors."

"I sure do," his uncle smirked, squeezing Selena's ass cheek hard. Justin saw her giggle and press herself even more against him, her nonchalant reaction making the picture of his young girlfriend being so casually groped by his uncle even more shocking. He stood there like an idiot for a few seconds, unsure of how he should react. "Oh, well, that's... cool," he finally said, "Mom called. She said everyone will be here by 1 for Uncle Bobby's goodbye party."

"That's great, baby," Selena replied without taking her eyes off the TV screen. Bobby's hand was now stroking her slender, tanned legs, and there was a pleased little smile on her lips.

"Hey, Sel, can we, uh, talk?"

"Can't it wait, baby? Bobby and I are having so much fun."

"We sure are," the older man chuckled, shamelessly moving his hand up her stomach to cup her left breast, which made her giggle and squirm a little bit.

"Why don't you sit with us? Let's watch the game together," she said without even looking at him.

"Yeah, kid, 4th quarter is about to start."

"Ooookay..." Justin said, his gaze fixed on Selena's tit as Bobby's finger traced little circles around it, causing the little nipple to harden until it began to poke the green fabric. He sat down on an ottoman and pretended to watch the screen, but he could not take his eyes off of the two of them. 'I though she didn't like him, what the fuck?' Bobby's hand had moved back to her bottom, but Justin couldn't tell exactly what it was doing from his angle. All he knew was that they kept whispering little things and making each other laugh like two annoying lovebirds.

"Mmm, stop it..." he heard his girlfriend giggle, but he still couldn't see what Bobby's hand was doing back there, only that Selena was biting her bottom lip, like she always did when she was turned on.

"Shoot it, shoot it! YES!!!" Uncle Bobby suddenly shouted at the TV, taking his hand off Selena's body to pump his fist in the air. Selena added a cute little "Yay!" to the celebrations before shamelessly laying her hand across the crotch of his basketball shorts.

"You saw that? Right in the defender's face!"

Selena's big brown eyes finally looked at Justin for a second. "Hmm, yeah, that was amazing."

Justin stood up, he wanted to say something but his uncle looked too happy and he didn't want him to think that he was a jealous, dumb kid. 'I'm a man,' he told himself, 'I can handle it.'

"You leaving, kid? I thought you liked the Raptors."

"Yeah, I just, uh, need to eat something," he replied, walking away full of confusion.

"There are some leftover pancakes on the table baby," he heard Selena shout as he turned the corner. Then she started giggling again. "Uncle Bobby, you're incorrigible!"

‘Fucking bitch, she doesn’t ever cook me breakfast.’

The knot in Justin's stomach caused him to go straight past the kitchen and back upstairs for a shower, and all the while he couldn't stop thinking about Selena and his Uncle. She was obviously trying to get a reaction from him, but he wasn't going to give her that satisfaction. He picked up a call from his manager and half-listened to next month's touring schedule while lying to himself, as if repeating in his mind that he didn't care would somehow make it real. Through the window, he could see a few of his other uncles and cousins starting to arrive as the call continued, and by the time they had gone over everything, most of his family was there. Justin put on a pair of swimming trunks and a white wife-beater and went downstairs to greet them.

There were a lot of people hanging out in the backyard, family and friends of the family, a big enough number to make such an extensive area look crowded. A group of his aunts and some other older ladies who he was sure he'd met before but couldn't remember the names of were gossiping it up on the cute wicker furniture set by the entrance, and there was a volleyball game going on in the pool between a group of his younger cousins and a team made up of two of his uncles and a couple of their friends he’d heard stories about, but didn't know too well. Selena was standing next to a wooden table set up with bowls of chips, nachos and all kinds of different junk foods. Uncle Bobby was nowhere to be found.

Justin stood and watched for a while, still trying to reconcile that the innocent girl making small talk with one of his cousins was the same one who had been happy to let Uncle Bobby grope her right in front of him just to teach him some kind of stupid lesson. But she looked so cute holding her poodle in her little white shorts and tank top that he was having trouble staying mad at her.

"Justin, honey, can you come to the kitchen for a second?" He heard his mom calling. "Hey, sleepyhead," she greeted him as entered the kitchen. Justin stopped and saw that she was chopping up some veggies on the counter. "Um, mom, what are you doing?"

"Oh, Uncle Bobby said he was going to barbeque for us, and I thought we might need some healthier options. You know your aunt Hilda doesn't eat meat anymore."

"Uh, yeah, of course I know that..."

"Anyway, I need you to run to my place and pick up the stuff from that list."

"Why me? Just give the list to Joe, he'll get it for ya."

"He's your bodyguard, honey, not your lackey. Didn’t I teach you better than that? Besides, you know I don't like random people in my home, and I'm too busy at the moment, so just please do me that favor, okay? Or are you too rich and famous now to do a favor for your mother?"

Justin sighed. "Fine. I'll go tell Selena, she'll want to go with me."

"I doubt it," his mom chuckled.

"What? why?"

"She seemed to be having a lot of fun with Bobby when I saw them earlier. I swear I've never seen someone laugh so hard at my brother's dumb jokes. Who would've thought those two would hit it off so well, right?"

"Yeah, right..." he said sullenly.

Selena wasn't by the snacks table anymore. Instead, Justin found her relaxing on one of the lounge chairs by the pool. She was with someone, but he couldn't tell who it was because of the big planter right in front of him, but she was laughing a lot, like she had just heard the funniest thing ever.

'Uncle Bobby? No, he's too thin, ...plus, he's wearing pants.'

As Justin started moving in their direction he saw the guy's hand casually resting on his girlfriend's knee and he sped up. He could see now that it was Kyle, Aunt Hilda's step-son, who was touching her.

"Oh my God, did you really say that to him?!" Selena laughed, not at all bothered by his hand moving up her thigh.

"He deserved it."

"That's so funny, I wish I’d been there to see it!"

"Well, maybe next time we do a show you can come and--"

"Hey, what's so funny?" Justin interrupted.

"Oh, hey baby, Kyle was just telling me some crazy stories about his improv group."

"Hey, Justin," Kyle greeted him. He looked a little flustered. He’d also taken his hand off Selena. "I was just telling her that it would be so cool if you guys could come to a show and--"

"Right, right. Listen, Kyle, we can talk about that later. Aunt Hilda asked me to look for you. She needs to talk to you, something urgent."

"Shit, must be something with her phone again. I'll be right back."

"Yeah, sure thing, man," Justin said with the fakest of smiles, but the second he was out of range his face turned sour. "Ugh, improv. What a fucking loser."

"Hey! Don't be mean, he's a sweet guy."

"He's a fucking idiot. What are you doing flirting with him anyway?

"We were just talking."

"Don't play dumb with me, I know what you were doing. And what the fuck was that with my uncle this morning? Are you trying to get back at me or something?"

"We were just watching the game."

"Oh really, with his hand on your tits?"

"So he got a little frisky, big whoop! It's like you said, it's just Uncle Bobby, what's the big deal anyway?"

"You-- I don't have time for this shit, I need to go get some shit from my mom's house so let's go, we can talk more in the car."

"I don't wanna go with you if you're gonna be like this."

"Be like what? Just stop acting like a bitch and let's go."

"Oh now I'm definitely not going with you," she said before walking away.

Not wanting to make a scene in front of his whole family, Justin had no option but to go alone.

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"Okay, here's your stuff, Mom," Justin announced upon returning, setting two grocery bags on the kitchen counter. His mother was still at the stove, stirring a pot with something he couldn't care less about.

"Thank you, honey,"

"Do you know where Selena is?"

"Nope. As you can see, I've been too busy here to actually have any fun."

Justin paid no mind to his mother's comment and went outside to look for his girl. She was nowhere in sight, neither was Kyle, which immediately unnerved him. "I think I saw them going into the guest house," one of his aunts told him. Justin made his way to the small cottage at the other end of his immense property with two closed fists and a clenched jaw. The door was open but he stopped to watch without alerting them to his presence.

There she was, standing face to face with Kyle, wearing a tiny red bikini Justin had never seen before and happily letting that fucking nerd rub sun lotion on her stomach.

"Don't be shy, put some more on me."

“Uh, yeah, I guess the UV index is pretty high today,” Kyle replied, hands visibly shaking as he squeezed some more lotion out of the bottle.

Justin became furious as his step-cousin applied cream over his girlfriend's chest and began to smear it over the swell of her breasts, conveniently exposed by the strapless tube top that barely covered them.

Selena put her hands on her hips, pushing her chest out in the most inviting way possible; the naughty smile on her lips showing she knew exactly what she was doing. Kyle rubbed thoroughly while she instructed him to take it even further. “This area is really important,” she said in a whispery tone that dripped with sensuality, leading his hand to explore the crease of her chest, deep in between those delicious globes of flesh. Then she let him continue on his own, biting her lip and pushing her chest out as his fingers became more daring and brushed against her nipples inside the bikini top before coming back up to rub the upper curve of her tits until the cream was indistinguishable from her olive skin. "Now do the back," she said, turning her back to him. Kyle took a moment to leer at her tight ass before he obediently began applying more sun lotion to her shoulders. "Hold on, let me take this off so you can do all of my back."

Justin saw Kyle swallow hard as Selena unclipped the back of her top and discarded it. "Okay, go ahead," she then said, covering her mounds with her hands. Kyle’s hands were comically shaking as they rubbed the lotion all over the Latina’s slender, enticing back, loving every single second by the looks of it.

"Now do my butt and my legs."

"Uh, your... butt?"

"Yeah, I mean you don't want me to get sunburnt down there, right? That would be awful."

"Uh, yeah, right, of course."

Furious, Justin continued to watch as his girlfriend reached back with one hand and hiked up her bikini bottom into a thong, her two ass cheeks now fully uncovered for Kyle's viewing and rubbing pleasure. He squatted down and even though he started with her ankles, his face was right behind Selena's juicy ass cheeks. 'Did he... did he just sniff her?' Justin asked himself while his step-cousin made sure to slather all around her wonderful thighs before moving up to put his palms on each cheek and stopping for a second, as if he was trying to savor the moment and secure it in his memory forever, before continuing to rub away. Justin could see that Selena was sticking her butt out, shamelessly offering her body while stupid Kyle delighted and tested her boundaries.

"Oop!" Selena exclaimed suddenly when his hand traveled down and brushed lightly against the crotch of her bikini bottom.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I didn't mean..."

"No, it's okay, you just tickled me a little bit, that's all."

Justin had been stopping himself from intervening to see just how far his slut of a girlfriend was willing to go, but when Kyle dared to do it again, not only did she not react at all, but she actually seemed to push back with her ass, clearly enjoying it. Justin had had enough.

"What the fuck are you two doing here?" He aggressively interrupted as he threw the door open and stomped inside to announce his presence.

"Oh, you're back," Selena said in a voice soaked with disappointment and not a hint of shame or surprise. "Your cousin was just helping me get some sun protection in those hard to reach spots. You know how sensitive my skin is."

Kyle had jumped up immediately, looking guilty and extremely uncomfortable as he tried to hide the huge hard on preventing him from standing upright. "Yeah, so I... I should probably... I'll go see if Uncle Bobby needs help with the grill," he said, scurrying off while hunched over like Quasimodo.

"Thanks for all the help!" Selena smiled as she put her top back on.

"What the fuck was that?!"

"Don't take that tone with me, I already told you he was helping me."

"Helping you cheat on me?"

"Oh, don't be dramatic, Justin. He put lotion on me, that was it."

"He was feeling you up!"

"No he wasn't! And what's the big deal anyway, it's only your cousin," she said, making her way out.

"Where do you think you're going?"

"To take a dip in the pool," she replied without looking back.

Justin went after her but was intercepted by Aunt Hilda. The fat Jewish lady was holding up a phone and there was a little girl on screen. "Justin, say ‘hi’ to my goddaughter, Jessie. She loves you, she's one of your biggest fans!" The young pop star was in no mood to deal with one of his dumb fans, but he knew how much of a pain in the ass Aunt Hilda could be if she felt offended in any way. She would go straight to his Mom and he would never hear the end of it.

"Hey, Jessie, how's it going?" he finally said, faking enthusiasm. After about 10 minutes of struggling to get off the call without coming off as too big of an asshole, Justin started making his way to the pool, going over all the things he was going to yell at her for acting like such a whore before he saw that she had joined his family's pool volleyball game. Realizing that she’d be off limits until she was done with that activity unless he wanted to make a scene in front of everyone, he instead went to look for Kyle, and found him inside the house, coming out of one of the guest's bathrooms with a look of relief on his face.

"What the fuck, Kyle?!"

"Hey, Justin, what's--"

"You think you can come to my house and feel up my girl just like that?"

"Wh--what? I wasn't--"

"Shut the fuck up, you weirdo," Justin said as menacingly as possible. Kyle was taller and probably stronger than him too, but Justin knew he was intimidated by his success and wealth, as most people were, and that gave him the confidence to pull him by the collar and threaten him. "I see you near her again, I will fuck you up, you hear me?"

The cousin nodded and Justin left him alone and humiliated. Feeling like he had regained some of his manly honor, he went back outside just in time to see Uncle Marty, the oldest of his mother's siblings, score the winning point of the pool volleyball game with a ferocious spike that came dangerously close to hitting Aunt Martha on the tit.

"Yay!" Selena celebrated, jumping up and down excitedly and splashing water all around her. Suddenly, her tube top succumbed to gravity and her tits popped out, exposing them to everyone on the other side of the net each time she came out of the water. The opposing team said nothing, all of them doing their best not to stare, though most of the men were failing. Each player looked at the others to see who would be brave enough to tell her, and Uncle Marty was too busy high-fiving the rest of his team to notice. But when it came time to high five Selena he froze, and his eyes went straight to her fantastic tits right before she jumped and hugged him. Justin could not believe his eyes. His slut of a girlfriend pretending not to know that her tits were out so she could expose herself to the entire family, and pressing her bare breasts against his other uncle to boot.

"Honey, your..." Aunt Martha finally said, awkwardly pointing at her chest.

"Oh, whoops," Selena exclaimed, taking a step back and pulling her top back up, "Sorry... I guess this top wasn't made for sports stuff..." Her eyes found Justin's, and from a distance he thought he could see an evil little smirk on her lips. "That was so fun, thanks for letting me play," she said as she headed for the pool ladder, her young tits still bouncing dangerously in that tube top with each step. The males in her boyfriend's family were still looking at each other in disbelief as she started climbing up the rungs, but the moment she came out of the water everyone went silent again. Selena took her time with the last steps and Justin saw that his uncles were doing a poor job of pretending not to stare at her juicy teen ass as she arched her back and pushed her butt out for them while the water ran down her back and soaked bikini bottoms.

Even Justin himself had to stop and stare when Selena came out of the pool looking like a wet goddess, drops of water running down every curve and crease as she sauntered over to him.

"Hey, baby, did you see that? We won!"

Justin didn't know what to say as she stood and ran her fingers through her wet her, pushing her ass and tits out, her hard nipples poking from under the sopping wet top and her bikini bottom so tiny and soaked, that it clearly outlined the groove of her slit and her pretty little teenage mound. Everyone at the BBQ was staring at her, the men especially, devouring her slender and tanned body with their eyes, despite the frowns and unhappy expressions from their mothers and wives.

The young temptress clung to his arm and he started hurrying towards the house, whispering through clenched teeth, "What the fuck are you doing?!"

"What do you mean, I was just playing volleyball, baby," she replied, and the way she exaggerated the innocence of her answer annoyed him even more.

"What the fuck's gotten into you? You're acting like a slut in front of my whole family!"

"What? Me? Oh no, what makes you say that, baby?"

"Stop the fucking act, you're showing off your tits and ass and you know it."

"But baby, it's just a bikini. And plus, it's just your family, what's the big deal?"

Justin had almost dragged her back into the house when Bobby called out from the huge grill set up near the back entrance.

"Hey kids, come over here!"

"Uncle Bobby!" Selena exclaimed, letting go of her boyfriend's arm to dash towards the middle-aged man and a small group of his friends with the same joy and excitement of a kid coming down the stairs to open her Christmas presents. Justin was in no rush to follow her and by the time he caught up to the group, his uncle was already holding his girl tightly by the waist, talking about how hot she looked while she giggled on his hairy shoulder.

"These are some of my best friends from college, Selly, from the time I spent in California when I was your age. "

"Hi, it's so nice to meet you," Selena said in an adorable voice as she arched her back and stuck her ass out.

"Isn't she delightful?" Bobby said, his hand brushing against the upper curve of her butt as he pressed her body tighter against him. "Why don't you do a little twirl for them, Selly? Show off that cute bikini of yours!"

"Oh Uncle Bobby, I'm shy!" she giggled, covering her face with her hand.

"You hear that, boys? She's shy! Come on, just a little turn for the boys here, my nephew doesn't mind. Right, kid?"

Justin nodded and stayed quiet, not wanting to upset his uncle in front of his buddies. "Okay, just a quick one," he heard his slutty girlfriend say before she arched her back and slowly turned for the men while holding on to Uncle Bobby's hand above her head. "See, isn't she lovely?" Bobby laughed, bringing her body close to his again, "My nephew is a lucky young man."

Justin spent the next few minutes angrily sipping from his beer bottle while he listened to his uncle tell a story about his wild days as a college freshman in America, Selena posing like some type of car show slut and pressing herself on him the entire time.

"Oh yeah, those were the days," he said, tipping his bottle to pour the last few drops out. "Shit, I need another one."

"I'll get it for you, Uncle Bobby," Justin heard Selena say in the most obnoxious of over-sweetened voices.

“Good girl,” Bobby smirked before he gave her a quick spank with the spatula. Justin’s fingers clenched around the neck of the bottle while every pair of eyes carefully followed his girlfriends tight teen butt as it sauntered towards the big cooler behind them. She was still wet and dripping, and she took her sweet time getting there before slowly and deliberately bending over at the waist to lift the lid, presenting her ass and the outline of her labia shamelessly drawn on the damp bikini for all of Bobby’s college buddies.

"Does anyone else want a beer?" she asked, looking back in that position while her cunt lips made everyone's mouth water.

There was silence, and then an unintelligible murmur from the group, as if the spectacle of her young and supple body had taken away their ability to form coherent sentences. Finally, one of them stood up.

"Hey, uh, Bobby, where's the bathroom? I gotta, uh, take a piss..."

"Just take a left when you go in and then straight down the hall."

'Is he going to jerk off right now? Fucking loser piece of shit...' Justin thought as his uncle's friend went in the house with an obvious tent in his pants. Selena winked at Justin on her way back to Bobby's arms, and she spent the next couple of minutes laughing out loud at every little dumb joke he made, playing with the coarse chest hair that lined the edge of his grease-stained wife-beater and lovingly wiping the beer off his chin after every sip. The young singer kept debating himself on if he should say something, maybe even grab her and take her away. But showing jealousy would make him seem insecure and immature in his uncle's eyes and in the eyes of his friends, which would be humiliating. But then again, could that be worse than staying passive while his slut of a girlfriend made him look like a fool?

Luckily for him, the decision was taken off his hands when his Mom finally came out of the kitchen. "Alright, I'm done," she said, wiping the sweat from her brow, "Only thing left to do is the fruit salad but I've been in the kitchen all day and I think I've earned a break."

"No one asked you to do anything, Mom, we could've just gotten catering."

"Oh Justin, don't be ridiculous. All you wanna do is throw money at things."

"Yeah, that's what money is for, and I've got lots of it."

"I'll do it, Mrs. Mallette!" Selena offered, leaving Bobby's arms to jump and raise her hand like an excited schoolgirl, the childishness of her gestures in stark contrast with the way her grown woman's tits and ass bounced and jiggled as she did so.

"Oh honey, you're so sweet but I've seen you hold a knife and, well..."

"Heh, yeah, terrible idea, with your cooking skills there’s gonna be blood splattered all over my kitchen."

The youngest of Uncle Bobby's friends suddenly rose to his feet. "I know a thing or two about chopping, I can supervise her." He was tall and handsome, with short and curly black hair and a 5 o'clock shadow accentuating his already chiseled jawline.

"Oh Seth, you spend every day doing that in your restaurant, you really don't have to--"

"It's no problem, I wanna help. Come on, Selena, I'll teach you a couple of things."

"Yay!" the sexy brunette said, skipping excitedly as he led her by the hand into the house.

There was no way Justin was going to leave them alone after all he had seen, but just as he was about to follow them inside, his uncle grabbed him and told him to stay.

"What? Why?"

"Calm down, kid," Bobby said, wrapping his arm around Justin's shoulder while he waited for his sister to leave, "you're losing your shit and everyone can see it. That's exactly what she wants."

"But--"

"Hey, hey, listen to me," his uncle said, turning back to the grill so they could have a little bit of privacy. "Listen, I don't know what you did to piss her off, but let me give you a piece of advice. Whatever you're thinking of doing or saying in there... Well, don't."

"I wasn't gonna--"

"You were gonna go in there and call her something, maybe get in a fight with Seth, and what I'm telling you is don't. You will only piss her off more and you're gonna make a fool out of yourself."

"So what am I supposed to do then? She's been acting like a slut all day and--"

"That's because she is! Remember what I told you yesterday? Yes, she's doing all of this to piss you off, but she's also enjoying it. Like I’ve always said, your girl is a little slut, babyface and all, that's just what she is, except now you've given her a reason to show it to everyone. That's why I rolled with it this morning when she came on to me on the couch, to show you what a fucking whore she is. You saw how much she was enjoying it."

"Uncle, did you two... after I left?"

"Oh no, kid, I would never do that to you. I just fingered her a little. But she was so wet I could've fucked her right then if I wanted to. And that's why I'm telling you to stay cool right now, or she's gonna end up fucking Seth and whoever else she comes across."

"But then I should just break up with her. There's plenty of bitches I could--"

"I know, I know, you’re rich and famous, you can fuck any girl you want. But let me tell you, a girl like that, you can't get that easily."

"Of course I can, I can have--"

"No, shut the fuck up and listen to me. You can get hot chicks without even blinking, I know that. But Selena is special, kid. She's got the body of a model with the face of an angel, and slut or not, she's just the sweetest thing ever. You can find thousands of whores to please you for money or for fame, but if you treat this girl right, if you're good to her, she will do ANYTHING you want in the bedroom, just for love. Do you have any idea how fucking hot that is, to have a piece of ass like her do anything you want, just to make you happy? Money can buy a lot of shit, kid, but it can't buy that."

"...Okay, so what am I supposed to do now?"

"You keep your cool. You stay here for a little while, finish your beer. And then you go in there and you ask if you can help with anything. And whatever you see in there, you don't get angry, you don't even react".

"But if she's acting like a--"

"Doesn't matter. You don't get mad, because that's what she wants. She's playing a game with you, and you're losing badly. Just keep ignoring her and you'll have the upper hand, trust me."

Justin sighed, forcing himself to stay in that spot, pretending to listen to more of Bobby's college stories until he couldn't take it anymore. "Remember what I told you, kid" his uncle reminded him as he went inside.

---

The kitchen was still hidden from view as he slid the glass door open to come inside, but he could already hear Selena giggling like she always did when she was flirting.

'Don't get mad, don't react,' he told himself as he moved closer.

"Oh wow, you're so good at this!" he heard the Latina saying as he snuck up, peeking from behind a column to see what they were up to without being noticed. Bobby's friend appeared to be teaching her how to properly hold a knife. He was standing behind her, arms around her waist, holding on to her wrists as she chopped up a piece of watermelon. But upon closer inspection, there was more going on than that. Seth's crotch was firmly pressed against Selena's backside, and every time he gave her another instruction his lips would get really close to her neck, and she would push back into him in response.

"You gotta be careful now, we don't want you cutting off one of those pretty fingers," Justin heard him saying, the guy's hands shamelessly caressing his girlfriend's soft arms.

"Sorry, I'm all wet and slippery," she apologized, visibly grinding on him.

"Don't worry, you're doing great. Here, have a taste." Seth held a piece of watermelon up to her mouth and she opened wide to let the chef feed her the little red square of fruit. Justin saw her hesitate for a fraction of a second, before she suddenly looked in Justin's direction, "Mmm, that's so tasty. Can I have another one, Seth?"

Had she heard him coming in? He couldn't be sure, but somehow she knew he was there watching. She and Justin made eye contact, and her eyes stayed locked on his as she closed her lips and gleefully slurped the sweet juice from the tip of Seth’s fingers.

"Of course." Seth fed her a bigger piece this time, and Selena purposefully closed her lips around it too soon, so that a string of red juice ran down her chin, all the way to her breasts. "Oops," she said with her mouth still full, looking back at the guy with intent. "I'm making a mess over here!"

"Don't worry, I've got it. It's just juice after all. Good think you’re wearing a bikini,” Seth remarked as he placed a finger right in the valley between her breasts before dragging it up, following the glossy trail of watermelon juice on her chest all the way back up to her lips. Selena slowly wrapped her lips around his finger and made a point to slowly suck it all the way down to the knuckle. "Mmmm, I love learning how to cook. What else can you teach me?"

"Well, the fruit salad is almost done, but I could think of something..." he replied, pushing forward, pressing Selena's tight body against the counter. "If your boyfriend doesn't mind."

"Oh don't worry about him," she said, still throwing glances at Justin even as his hands began to slowly caress her midriff on their way up. "He's not the jealous type at all."

"Really?" He grabbed her by the waist and pulled her close with one hand, the cooking lesson pretense now completely discarded as his other hand moved to grope her chest. "Because if I was your boyfriend, I'd be super jealous right now."

Selena moaned softly and threw her head back on his shoulder. "Why should he be jealous?" she smiled, her butt drawing small circles on his protruding bulge, "You're one of Uncle Bobby's best friends, practically family."

"It’s a good thing I’m not though, isn’t it," he exhaled, freeing her right breast while kissing the side of her neck at the same time.

She sighed lustfully and fixed her eyes on Justin's before adding, "Besides, even if he walked in right now, I'm just learning how to make a fruit salad."

"Yeah, Don't worry, you'll get the hang of it," he replied, squeezing the soft flesh of her tit between his fingers.

Selena was still holding on to the knife with one hand, the other holding on to the counter as the handsome cook slipped a hand down her bikini bottom. Justin almost jumped out of his poorly chosen hiding spot when he saw his hand moving inside, but Selena kept looking at him, daring him to intervene even as the chef began to tease her clit.

'No, fuck her, I'm not going to let her win. She wants me to stop him, well I fucking won't!'

"S--seth!" the Latina moaned, the shape of the guy's fingers clearly curling inside her bikini to penetrate her. Her top was now rolled under her tits, the two beautiful breasts hanging free and jiggling wildly with the rest of her trembling body.

"Oh yea, call my name, baby," Uncle Bobby's friend exhaled, slobbering all over her shoulder and dry humping her butt at the same time.

The knife dropped from Selena's hand so she could hold on to the counter with both hands. "...Seth, the fruit salad, we should'--"

"Mmm, you're so wet, I can't believe you're such a little slut, you're like the hottest pop star in the world."

Justin could tell she was out of her depth. Selena's expression had changed, no longer was she daring him, her eyes were now hoping for him to interrupt. But Justin kept on watching, his dick getting harder and harder as he watched his dear girlfriend being groped and fingered by a guy she barely knew. 'No, fuck her, if she wants to act like a slut then she has to deal with the consequences.'

"Seth..." Selena kept whimpering as he began pulling her bottoms down. His left hand went from her tits to her ass and in one swift movement he had her turned around, face to face with him while his two middle fingers fucked her in her boyfriend's kitchen. "People are waiting, they're gonna come and look for us, we-- ahhh!!" Justin saw her close her eyes and hold on tighter to him, despite everything else, she was enjoying what his uncle's friend was doing. This was a side of Selena he'd never seen before. 'Uncle Bobby was right, she really is a whore,' he thought, disgusted but extremely turned on by the show she was putting on for him.

"Fuck you're sexy!" Seth exclaimed, pulling back to taste Selena's wetness on his fingers, "You taste sweeter than that watermelon."

"Seth, we should--"

He shoved the two wet fingers in her mouth and again her eyes turned to Justin's, now pleading for him to step in as she obediently sucked her pussy juice off the older man's digits. He could see it in her face. Her stupid game had spun out of control.

"You're such a kinky girl, how about we go upstairs and--"

"Hey, kids, is that fruit salad ready or do I have to do everything around here?" Justin's mom said as she slid the glass door open, announcing her presence and turning all three of them into a panic mode. Justin quickly turned to face his mom, taking a step to the left to intentionally block her view of what was going on in the kitchen. That gave Selena just enough time to fix her bikini top and wipe the spit and fruit juice off her chin.

"Oh, yes, Mrs. Mallette, we were just about to go back outside."

"Good, because Bobby is starving. Honey, are you feeling okay? You look flushed"

"Oh it's nothing, just a little warm in here, that's all."

Seth awkwardly excused himself and went straight for the guest bathroom while Selena and Justin waited for his mother to leave with the salad. After she closed the glass door they looked at each other. Justin was furious. So was she.

"Weren’t you gonna say anything?"

Still following his uncle's advice, Justin shrugged his shoulders.

"What the hell is wrong with you? You just let him-- I can't believe you just stood there and did nothing!"

"Hey, it's just my uncle's best friend, practically family," Justin said before walking away.

---

The party went on rather uneventfully from that point on. Selena seemed to tone down the flirty attitude after that episode in the kitchen, but still continued flaunting her body in that tiny bikini as the family ate and Uncle Bobby told stories about what it was like growing up in Canada. Before everyone started to say goodbye, she took pictures with Justin's cousins and nieces and aunts, as well as with a couple of his uncle’s friends that pissed Justin further off by casually letting their hands rest on the girl’s ass as they posed for the camera.



It was still early, but Uncle Bobby had told everyone he'd be flying out that evening to attend to some very important business, so by late afternoon everyone started saying goodbye, and within a half hour, the party was over. But what most of the family didn’t know was that Bobby's flight wasn't scheduled until the next morning. Justin himself had only found out after most of the family had said their goodbyes. Uncle Bobby had asked him not to say anything, explaining that he needed to have a serious man to man talk with him once he returned from his sister's house.

Justin’s usual bratty demeanor was heightened by all he’d seen that day, but he still helped his mother to take all the stuff she’d brought for the party back to her place. Uncle Bobby and Selena had been alone for almost an hour and he wasn't sure what to expect as he drove back, so when he went out to the backyard and saw that Bobby was floating on an inflatable bed by the shallow end of the pool all by himself, he let out a sigh of relief.

"Hey, uncle, where's Sel-- ...eena."

Upon getting closer, Justin realized that what at first glance had seemed like a completely normal scene, was everything but.

"Hey, baby, welcome back," Selena said while casually reclining on a garden chair, wearing nothing but six inch heels.

Uncle Bobby was snoring loudly, his chubby figure floating around the pool with a warm beer resting atop his bloated stomach, oblivious of the spectacle that was the stunning, naked 19 year old just a few feet away from him.

"What the fuck?!"

"What?" Is there something wrong?" the young hottie said, putting almost no effort in feigning ignorance as she left the chair and sauntered seductively over to one of the plastic lounge chairs.

"Why the fuck are you out here naked?"

"Baby, you know I hate getting tan lines and I couldn't take it off with your mom here," she casually explained as she laid back and spread her legs wide open, right in the direction of his passed out uncle.

"So you do it in front of my uncle?!"

"Oh, but it's just your uncle, right?" the girl smiled while she began pouring oil all over her tight stomach and delicious young thighs, "He's sleeping, but I'm sure he wouldn't mind."

Having had enough, Justin grabbed her hand and tried to force her up. "Go in the house and put some clothes on right now!" he said through clenched teeth.

"Why? What's the big deal? You didn't have a problem showing him those pictures of me like this. So what if he sees the real thing?"

"Are you fucking stupid? Those were just pictures, this is completely different."

"They were photos OF ME! I guess it’s fine when you do it, huh."

"You know what, I'm getting really fucking tired of this game."

"What game?"

"This game where you act like a whore all day to get back at me."

"What did you just call me?!"

"Stop acting dumb, you've been trying to make me jealous all day. Maybe it would've worked if you weren't such a pussy."

"What the hell are you talking about?"

"I'm talking about you being a terrible bluff. You keep acting like you're gonna fuck my cousin or Uncle Bobby's friend for revenge or something, but I know you don't have the guts to actually do it. So you can keep acting like a slut for all I care, and I'll just keep laughing my ass off the next time you're in over your head."

"Oh, is that what you think of me? Okay, well let me show you something."

"What now? You're gonna walk around like that in front of my uncle? Big fucking deal, you said it yourself, he's already seen it."

Justin watched his girlfriend mouth the words “Fuck. You.” before she started walking slowly towards the end of the pool in all of her naked glory. She dove in without hesitation and upon emerging looked at Uncle Bobby floating at the other end, then she turned her face back to Justin, signaling her intentions and daring him to say something.

"What the fuck are you looking at me like that for? I ain't playing your game." He said it as confidently as possible, but that confidence quickly started to fade as she hopped her way across the pool, a naughty smirk on her lips as she approached the chubby man, lying comfortably at the shallow end of the pool.

"Uncle Bobby, wake up," she said with the sweetest, girliest voice she could muster, shaking the drunken man until he woke from his alcohol-induced slumber.

"Wha--? What's going on, what time is it?"

"It's still early," Selena said, positioning herself between his floating legs and playfully running her hand up and down his hairy thigh.

"Oh shit, alright, alright" he said, still sounding a bit drunk, rubbing his eyes and stretching across the inflatable toy.

Selena giggled adorably. "Yeah, everyone went home and I thought that... since you're leaving tomorrow..." She looked back at Justin before deliberately running her hand across Bobby's crotch, "Maybe I could give you a nice goodbye present?"

"Uh... Oh! Oh shit... okay!" the chubby man exclaimed when she outright grabbed his cock through the wet fabric of his swimming trunks. The beer can fell into the pool and he blinked rapidly, trying to clear his vision as the young, naked girl started to pull them down.

Justin's face went pale when his uncle's hairy cock sprung out and Selena took hold of it. "You don't mind, right, baby?" she said to him, her little hand firmly wrapped around the hairy sausage growing in between her fingers with every stroke.

"No, no, of course he doesn't," Bobby intervened, brushing his thumb across the girl's pillowy lips. Justin couldn't look away while Selena suckled on his uncle's thumb like a docile little pet. Before long she made the transition to his dick, the tip of Bobby's cock pressed against her bottom lip, teasing the older man by kissing and licking the tip as he drunkenly repeated, "Good girl, such a good girl."

“Okay, you can stop that now,” Justin said, his bravado finally shattered.

“Stop what?” she asked, tapping the head against her pursed lips.

“Stop acting like a fucking whore.”

“Hey, hey! Nephew! Calm down,” Bobby intervened, hands comfortably behind his head as Selena slowly licked the underside of his hairy shaft, “She’s just giving me a nice goodbye present, that’s all.”

“Yeah, Justin, there’s no need to be jealous,” Selena added whilst making a point of licking Uncle Bobby’s cock nice and slow, something she’d never ever done with his.

“Fuck you, bitch,” Justin said under his breath and went back inside of the house. He thought of getting in his car and leaving but that would be worse than conceding defeat. Then he remembered seeing Selena’s phone sitting on one of the coolers next to the grill and he ran back out. She had her back to him and was too busy slobbering all over Bobby’s dick to notice him approaching the pool with the camera aimed at her, and his uncle was too busy getting his dick sucked to care. She was fully committed to the blow job now, her little mouth going up and down that hairy cock with such conviction that it made Justin falter.

If this was just part of the bullshit game she’d been playing all day, she was a much better actress than he had ever thought. After all those times she had whined about sucking dick and how demeaning to women it was, saying it was disgusting and sexist every time she refused to go down on him, it was shocking to see her like that, taking hold of his uncle’s sausage and jerking him furiously, caressing his balls with one hand as she devoured his cock like a common whore, doing for Bobby all the things she’d never wanted to do for him.

‘Where the fuck did she learn to do all that?’ It made him furious but he couldn’t look away, and more than that, he didn’t want to make a sound. He’d brought the phone to anger her and humiliate her, thus getting her to stop and beating her at her own game, but now he was entranced. His heart was beating so fast, and he was trying not to shake too much as he recorded his girlfriend’s tongue encircling Bobby's purple cockhead. ‘That must feel amazing,’ he thought, hearing his uncle grunt before Selena’s plump pink lips wrapped around the shaft again and swallowed it all the way down.

"Oh yeah, you’re such a good girl," the chubby man praised her and Selena seemed elated by his positive response. Justin couldn’t believe how into it she was, bobbing up and down and taking all of it into her mouth until her lips made contact with his hairy balls. He almost gasped when she backed off after a slight gag and he saw the glistening strand of spit connecting her lips to Uncle Bobby’s wet dick. “Fuck yes, use those pretty lips of yours.” Justin heard his girlfriend giggle and then press the head against her puckered lips before she slid them up and down Bobby’s wet, hairy cock. His uncle praised her again and the next time Selena took him back into her mouth, he put a hand on top of her head and pushed her all the way down, holding her there for a few seconds. She started gagging a lot louder this time, and it wasn’t until the color of her face began to change that he let her go and allowed her to pull back.

"GGLLLCCKK," she groaned as she gulped in air. Justin had never heard her make that sound. There were tears streaming down her flushed face and she was gasping and panting. "You’re becoming such a good little cock sucker," Bobby grinned, his hand still wrapped in her wet dark hair, and Selena smiled like she’d just heard the most flattering compliment. That was the demeaning misogynistic attitude she never failed to condemn, and yet she seemed to be embracing it, and enjoying every second of it too. ‘Fucking whore!’ Justin yelled in his head, but he dared not make a sound as Uncle Bobby pulled his girlfriend back to his spit-soaked cock. She opened her mouth wide for him and more of those gagging sounds started coming from her mouth as he shoved his dick in and out of it.

Justin lost track of how long he’d been standing there watching his favorite uncle face fucking his girlfriend, equally shocked and horny. It wasn’t until he heard Bobby announce he was going to cum that he realized what he was doing. His hand started to shake as Bobby pulled Selena off his cock and held her head in place while aiming the tip at her face. “Here it comes, here it comes, Selly,” he said and Selena closed her eyes and smiled just as Bobby’s member began to twitch. "Come on, honey, open your little mouth. Yeah, that's it, that's a good girl."

Justin opened his mouth without really knowing what he was supposed to yell at them. But it was too late anyway. The first stream of sticky, hot cum missed Selena’s mouth and hit her full in the face, splattering over her lips, nose, cheeks and chin. “OH, SHIIIIIT!” the chubby man groaned and an even thicker stream landed on her forehead and streaked her shiny wet hair with white. But Selena was still giggling, still happy to keep getting plastered with Bobby’s thick load as he moved her face from side to side.

The last spurts of his uncle’s wad were shot straight into Selena’s mouth and as Bobby’s cock began to relax in his grasp, Justin saw his girlfriend finally turning to notice him and her phone in his hand.

‘Here it comes, she’s gonna be fucking furious. She’s gonna cry and scream and she might even break up with me. But she’ll be back. And even if she doesn’t, the fucking whore deserves to be taught a lesson.’

“Oh, I thought you went inside, baby,” she smiled with fresh cum running down her adorable, round face.

Justin froze, pure rage coursing through his veins.

“Oh shit you were taping this? You gotta send me that video, kid. It will be a nice memory.”

“Baby, you should’ve told me you wanted photos of your uncle and me, I would’ve done my makeup,” Selena joked, blowing a kiss at the camera with cum still dripping off her lips.

"I think you look perfect like this," Bobby said using his thumb to gently push some of the cum around her lips into her mouth. Justin saw her watching him as Bobby slid his finger inside, and then she licked the cum off with her tongue before he withdrew his finger.

“Oh Uncle Bobby, you’re such a flirt. Do you think I look pretty too, baby?”

“Okay enough! What the fuck is going on between you two?”

Selena’s face frowned into a puzzled expression. "I'm just taking care of your guest, baby. Did I not look pretty with your uncle's cock in my mouth?”

Justin’s rage finally became impossible to contain and in a tantrum he hurled Selena’s phone into the deep end of the pool.

“FUCK YOU. FUCK BOTH OF YOU,” he bitched before walking away.

---

To Be Continued...