By afternoon, they were prepared and packed for the fishing trip. The plan was to camp in a collapsible shelter near the lake, and go on a boat first thing in the morning.

They talked a lot during the drive, and joked around. Ben was some way more slack up then usual, happy even. They had a recently dejeuner in a diner in which Lilly still pretended to be a boy and even went to the boys restroom. They were both treating it as a game, and a shared enigma which cipher knew apart from them.

Finally they arrived at the lake and started to unpack. Ben did the tent, and Lilly prepared the residuum, including sleeping matt and sleeping bags. After that Ben sat with a beer given to him by Lilly, and sat in a foldable chair, as Lilly took a swim in the lake.

She wore a boy 's boxer short circuit, and a shirt, which wrapped her soundbox as she got wet. She shouted and waved to her uncle, giving him a good appearance. She smiled to herself as she noticed he placed his hat over his groin to hide his erection.

She teased him a bit more, and then stepped out of the piss. She walked to him slowly, lifted his hat, and took it on. She playfully modeled the hat for him, while he tried to catch up with it and cover himself at the same time.

She turned around, and sat on his stage, with her back to him. She pretended to be straddling a horse, holding her hat like she seen people do on rodeos. Ben, although abashed by his erection, played into her game and moved his legs up and down, tossing her up.

She moved more back, grinding her ass on his dick.

-- - `` Billy, I ... ''

-- - `` I could be a rodeo rider, you know ? '' -- - she said grinding even more.

-- - `` Yes, but ... ''

-- - `` What 's up ? ``

-- - `` I do n't think ... you 're sitting on my ... ''

-- - `` Oh, I 'm terribly dreary '' -- - she said climbing off of him -- - `` I got you wet. '' -- - she took a towel and started to rub his legs.

-- - `` No ... Stop ... '' -- - he took the towel from her bridge player and got up, covering his groin with the towel.

-- - `` OK. Do it yourself, you stubborn man. '' -- - she smiled -- - `` I 'll commute, '' -- - she said taking off her wet shirt in presence of him -- - `` and prepare some dinner for us '' -- - she positioned herself so that he would not see her arm tattoo, and dried herself.

-- - `` Billy, do n't undress here ... ''

-- - `` Why ? You 've seen me naked many times. '' -- - she said -- - `` and besides, we 're all boys here. '' -- - she smiled, getting a dry shirt on.

-- - `` But ... '' -- - Ben started to say, but was cut of by the tidy sum of Lilly turning her back to him, and taking her boxers off.

He just stood there, and looked at her bare ass, as she dried herself. She took her time and leaned on purpose, before donning on a dry pair of boy Jockey shorts, and some shorts. She then just turned back and rewarded his stare with a smile.

-- - `` You like how I look in these boxers, uncle ? ``

-- - `` I ... Yes. You look great, billy goat. ``

She smiled to herself, as she was sword lily she did n't overdo it with the wet shirt and nakedness. She did n't take in much of a tear yet, but still that could be enough to go bad the Billy-spell and be a turn-off for her uncle.

She prepared a dainty dinner for them, learning how to use the range, etc. As they sat to eat they talked a lot about tomorrow 's fishing.

-- - `` Uncle ? Do we have to use two tents ? ``

-- - `` I mean, I already put up both of them.

-- - `` I know. But would n't we fit in the big one ? ``

-- - `` for certain, it 's just that normally there are two of you cousins with me, and they sleep together in the lowly collapsible shelter, and I sleep in the bigger one. ``

-- - `` I 'm sorry. I just ... '' -- - she said shyly -- - `` I 'm form of afraid to log Z's alone in the woods. ``

-- - `` Oh. ``

-- - `` Do n't worry. I 'll manage. I 'm a big boy now. ``

-- - `` You can sleep with me, if you want. ``

-- - `` Really ? ``

-- - `` Yeah. '' -- - he said -- - `` And besides, it will be also warmer this way. ``

Lilly cleaned the dishes, as Ben prepared the lines and fishing rod for tomorrow. She then moved her sleeping bag to his tent, and changed to her two piece pyjamas.

As it was still hot, she just laid in the collapsible shelter on her tummy, relaxed.

-- - `` Uncle, could you stroke me, like yesterday ? '' -- - she asked, making Ben flustered.

-- - `` Yes ... '' -- - he said, deciding to change into his sleeping pant outside of the tent. -- - `` In a min. ``

-- - `` OK. But hurry up, as I 'll real sleepy. '' -- - she lied.

When Ben came into the tent and closed all the zippers, Lilly was pretending to be nearly gone. Just as he stroked her back she smiled, and fell asleep.

As the late time, Ben progressed his stroking in the dark collapsible shelter, making it longer and longer, until he was cupping her small steadfast ass. He caressed her ass, and she made sure he thought she 's sound asleep, and do n't beware. After some fondling through the material of her pyjamas, he slipped his hand under the striation. As she left his fingers align with her ass snap, she moved just a bit. She moved the leg that was further from him to the side, turning her ass a bit in his direction. As she did that his big manus was cupping her whole ass, and his heart finger landed between her ass cheeks.

He froze. She was afraid she spooked him, but tried to throw a reassuring mumble in her `` sleep ''. She hugged her pillow, and relaxed her ass. He took that as a good signal, and started to caress her ass again. She enjoyed the attending, but tried to be as relaxed as possible, not to make him bar. His middle finger run across her dickhead several clock time, until it stopped at the entree, and started to pee-pee slight circles around it. She moaned through her `` sleep '', and he froze again. When he was certain she was n't awake, he continued his assault.

She relaxed her ass, but suddenly his hand disappeared. For a back there, she thought he decided it was too risky, but then she felt his hand getting back in her drawers, and she felt that he licked his his middle finger and it was wet this sentence. `` That 's very considerate of him '' she thought to herself, as she felt the finger gently probe her ass.

As he moved his finger around, and in and out, she moaned hugging her pillow. Just enough to suggest to him she enjoyed it, but not enough for him to be afraid she 'll stir up up. Not that she did n't revel that. It was erotic as hell.

He was laying on his give English, fondling her with his right hand. She could sense him trying to stroke himself with the other hand, but to no avail. He took his right field hand out of her bloomers, and started to stroke himself to Lilly 's disappointment. But then she felt him release even more, and stroke her ass with his peter. He started to move his barb between her ass impertinence. He quickly got into it, and tried to frown her bloomers, to stroke himself on her bare hide, but in her office it was hard. As he straddled her, she mumbled in her `` sleep '', and turned to lay flat on her venter, with her legs together.

He froze again, but then his hotness got the better of him, and he slipped Lilly 's pants down, and aligned his putz with her ass cleft. She felt him hump her, which felt kind of nice, and jacking himself off with her bottom. As he made longer and deeper strokes, she moaned in her `` sleep '', which at that stage just encouraged him more.

On every diagonal she clenched her tail end just a bit, wanting to stool it more gratifying for him. But not enough to make him suspect she 's awake. He grunted, and came all over her back.

-- - `` Shit. '' -- - he said under his breathing place -- - `` cocksucker. '' -- - he repeated as he climbed off of Lilly, and started to search for a towel or napkin in panic.

'' Again. What a thoughtful guy. '' Lilly thought to herself. Ben tried to wipe his cum of with a tissue.

-- - `` Uncle ... '' -- - said Lilly in a sleepy voice.

Ben froze with the tissue paper in deal. She passed him her shirt from the day, closing her eyes again.

-- - `` You can wipe it off with my shirt '' -- - she said trying to sound sleepy and not very aware.

-- - `` Thanks. '' -- - said Ben, not knowing if she knew what he did and what was on her back.

He swiped off his cum from her back, and threw the shirt out of the tent. As he did that Lilly pulled her pants up, and covered her back, pulling down her pajama top. She still felt a wet stain on her back.

-- - `` Do n't bide up, uncle, '' -- - she mumbled and dug herself under her unzipped quiescence bag -- - `` we 're going fishing tomorrow. ``

He smiled, pulled his pants up and laid to sleep.

Ben slept very well, not even noticing Lilly getting out of the collapsible shelter and saying her prayers, or her attaching her still zapping alarm-clock. He woke up in the morning to the audio of sizzling and smell of eggs.

He quickly remembered last night, and rushed to find the cum soaked shirt. He found it already hanged to dry on a line.

-- - `` Do n't concern. I already washed it. '' -- - said Lilly smiling -- - `` It was a bit ill-humored by the morning, but washed well. ``

Ben was lost as he could not say if she knew or not what was staining the shirt. He did n't want to dig deeper into the subject, afraid that if she did n't know, he would ignite her curiosity.

-- - `` What 's for breakfast ? '' -- - he said wanting to change the subject.

-- - `` Omelet. '' -- - she said putting an omelet on his plate -- - `` But hurry up, sleepy boy, as were supposed to be on the lake soon. ``

-- - `` You 're right hand, I got up late. But I slept very well. ``

-- - `` No wonderment, after what you did yesterday. ``

Ben froze with a musical composition of omelette on his fork.

-- - `` You know. drive and putting up the tents. '' -- - she said smiling.

Ben relaxed and continued to eat.

-- - `` What about your omelet ? '' -- - he asked realizing she 's not preparing another but tidying matter for the boat trip.

-- - `` I ate already sleepyhead. I got up early. '' -- - she said -- - `` I wake up easily. '' -- - she commented, giving Ben a wink.

Ben did n't have it off if she was referring to yesterday, or day before. But again he did n't want to dig deeper. After he ate he prepared the live matter while Lilly washed the knockout, and they embarked on their boat.

Ben was rowing the gravy holder, and Lilly looked at his brawn with googly eyes.

-- - `` Can you testify me how to row ? '' -- - she said and without waiting for an reply, went and sat on Ben 's judiciary, between his legs, and placing her handwriting on the oars.

-- - `` Yes, I think I can. '' -- - said Ben, suddenly very aware of her body touching his.

He helped her draw in the oars, all while her back firmly rested on his tummy. It was clearly turning him on, as she soon felt his gumshoe hardening on the spinal column of her ass.

Most of the fishing trip she did not tease him too much, and listened with attendance about fishing. She was a quick learner and she caught two courteous fishes. Ben was pleased with her tending and the results.

After they were done, they started to row the gravy holder back. Sometime before reaching a shore, Ben pointed to Lilly something interesting in the water supply. When she stood up, and peeked overboard, Ben pushed her with his human foot into the water. She screamed from surprise, but then laughed. She then swam behind the boat all the way to the shore.

She was quite sealed, that apart from just making jokes with her, he also wanted to see her wet, like yesterday. She complied, and walked out of the pee only when he was done securing the boat and looking at her.

She felt his eyes on her body, all the way, while she got out of the weewee and walked past him. Knowing he was watching, she took her t-shirt off, and then slipped out of her boxershorts. She walked bare bare to her towel, and dried herself. Her tattoos were n't visible only because she was standing with her cover to Ben.

She then dressed again in some plumb wearing apparel, and started to prepare dinner. She cooked the Pisces they caught, and they ate them. They went to slumber, and again Ben molested her ass. This time she said that she was too hot last-place nighttime, and asked Ben to wear one of his big tee shirt to slumber. On her pocket-size trunk it looked like a Night nightie. This meant her ass was directly accessible. He again humped her between her ass cheeks, but this time she could circularise her legs for him, and he could position himself between her legs. He was so into the act he did n't notice when she lifted the make-shift nightdress even further for it not to get soaked in cum.

When Ben came this time, he just collapsed to the English and fell asleep before doing anything with the cum he deposited on her back. `` Men '' thought Lilly to herself.

She scooped some of the cum and licked her fingers clean. She then took her shirt again and wiped her back clean. She went out of the tent into the clear night and said her prayers and attached her wake up device.

She then went back to log Z's besides Ben.

Next day Ben woke up and became terrified by the realisation of what he did, and that he did n't even clean Lilly 's rachis. He sprung out of the tent, and found Lilly preparing breakfast and saw that another shirt was hanging to dry.

-- - `` You have to watch what you 're doing uncle, I may just run out of dry shirts. '' -- - she said with a smile.

Ben was nearly certain she knew and she was teasing him. But then she said :

-- - `` You know, pushing me into the water. That was rude. '' -- - she said laughing.

He relaxed again. He sat and waited for his breakfast. Some nice scrambled ballock landed on his plate.

After they ate breakfast, they packed their affair and just stayed for a bit more. Lilly managed to carry Ben to swim. They laughed and played in the water. Lilly mocked trying to get Ben 's boxers off, making him chase her in the water to do the same. He dived and caught her ass and legs underwater. Their gambling was half innocent messing around and half flirting and teasing.

They then played catch, where they were they were throwing a old floating stick to themselves. Ben was throwing it hard, and Lilly was always throwing it just a bit. It was on purpose. Every time the stick did n't go all the way t Ben, she went and fetched it for him saying sorry. After just a few clip she started to bring it to him without even trying to contrive. At the same fourth dimension he was throwing it always above her, so she never managed to catch it.

-- - `` Here, doggy. Here '' -- - he mocked her as the game turned from throw and pinch to him just throwing her a stick like a dog.

Hearing that, he placed the peg in her mouth, and swam the eternal rest of the way holding it between her teeth. He smiled at that and threw it even further. This time, she fetched it in her teeth the whole way.

-- - `` Good boy '' -- - he rewarded it with a pat on the head.

When they came out, Lilly came first, swaying her ass, then came Ben staring at her the hale time.

-- - `` Now I do n't even have to pluck your pants off to see what 's inside. '' -- - she commented looking at him and smiling.

Ben realized that the wet boxers were showing pretty much everything. And his cock was half-hard. He quickly used his hat to hide it in shame.

-- - `` You should n't be shy about it. '' -- - said Lilly, turning her spine to him and taking off her clothes -- - `` If I would feature one that big I would let it swing absolve. '' -- - she dried herself and pulled on some short pants -- - `` And besides, it 's not like I have n't seen it. ``

When she turned back, Ben was naked, and was drying himself with a towel. She smiled at him, staring suggestively at his junk.

-- - `` That 's more like it. '' -- - she said putting on her shirt from the offset day -- - `` I hope I washed all the cum out. ``

-- - `` What ? '' -- - Ben exclaimed nearly pissing himself.

-- - `` I said I hope I washed all the stains out. '' -- - she said showing her shirt -- - `` From the shirt I mean. ``

-- - `` Ah. OK. I see. '' -- - he said nervously. He did n't want to dig into the content in case he just heard wrong.

-- - `` Wan na play catch just a bit more ? '' -- - she said showing the stick they were playing with in the lake.

Ben took the reefer, and threw it. Lilly ran behind it and as she found it she took it into her mouth and ran back. When she back she knelt at Ben 's infantry and allowed him to pack the marijuana cigarette from her mouth. As he did, she lifted her bridge player like a pooch would do, begging, and panted.

He liked this game, and after few throws he ordered her to `` sit '' and went to the car. He brought a old catch and fastened it around her neck opening. She barked in delight and licked his hand.

They played catch two more times and got in the car and left field. On their way they stopped at a Burger joint for dinner.

-- - `` You have your neckband still on. '' -- - said Ben when Lilly got out of the car.

-- - `` I know. '' -- - said Lilly with a pixilated grinning and went to unfold the door for Ben -- - `` Am I a well boy ? ``

-- - `` Yes you are. '' -- - he entered the restaurant and Lilly followed.

They sat in a booth, hidden from other multitude 's purview and ate. While the waiter was n't looking, Lilly was sneaking under the tabular array and Ben fed her fries from his manus. By that time it was completely natural for them that she went to the men 's public toilet. When she came back from the can, a popsicle ice-cream she ordered for dessert was waiting for her. She made a show of eating it, sucking on it, licking, and taking it cryptical into her mouth.

By the time she was finished Ben was red on his typeface, as he just could not deflect his eyes from the spectacle.

-- - `` proficient ice-cream ? ``

-- - `` Yes. But they were quite small. I 've seen a full-grown popsicle this morning, and I would just love to soak up on that freak. '' -- - she said with a wink.

Ben turned even more red, but passed this comment without a response. He was never sure if she was joking or flirting or teasing. He was only sure of one thing, it was turning him on.

As they rode in his pickup truck, they both sat on the social movement extensive bench. Lilly soon dose off to log Z's, laying her head on his thigh. His big bridge player stroking her head gently.

Soon his hand stroked her back, and then her ass, and finally landed under her shorts, which she conveniently unfastened before laying down. As the road was sedate, his script started to slowly hassle her bum. After a short recess for putting some twisting on his digit, she felt him wiggle his middle finger in her asshole. After some bm, another finger joined it.

She did n't enjoy anal. It hurt and it was kind of dry near of the clock time. She liked the degradation, and the intuitive feeling of being used, but partly because it was hurtful, and not pleasurable to her. But she variety of savour Ben 's molestation. It was pleasant and blue. Although in her nous, that was more then she deserved, and dreamed of him just fucking her voiceless with his big cock.

As she felt his hand leave her pants, she was kind of frustrated. But then she felt that he 's unbuckling his drawers, to jack one off while driving. She had to intervene. Besides it being quite unsafe, she had her plan, not to allow him to jack off from now on. She hope it would work him finally fuck her. She did n't lots like the concept of her, manipulating a man, but that were her masters orders.

She moved a bit, and yawned. He quickly stopped. As she got up from his leg, he tried to hide his phallus in his underclothes, and clasp up his trousers.

-- - `` Let me avail you with that. '' -- - said Lilly closing his pants, and buckling his belt -- - `` You 've got the road to catch. ``

Ben did n't own any good explanation for his subject pants, so he did n't say anything, and hoped the subject wo n't hail up .