Camping With Dawn   
      
   By Spin (M/g, Pedo, inc-uncle/niece, Oral, Anal, Cons, 1st)   
      
   "OK sweetie! Uncle Pete will be here soon so you better get your things   
   ready," ten year old Dawn's mother admonished, in anticipation of having   
   a free weekend for herself without the burden of keeping her overactive   
   daughter entertained and out of trouble.   
      
   Dawn was eager to go camping with her uncle, even though he WAS a   
   convicted sex offender; disliked by the rest of the family, but accepted   
   and loved by her mom. After all, Uncle Pete would never hurt HER or ANY   
   child, she reasoned. Besides… So WHAT if her uncle might try something   
   with her? She liked him and was sure he felt the same about her.   
      
   While Dawn packed her things for the weekend, the story about her   
   uncle's infamous crime was replayed in her brain.   
      
   As a ten-year-old, she rarely watched the news or read the paper, but   
   bad news travels fast in ANY extended family, and after the story   
   finally made its rounds, her Uncle Pete was a condemned man. Now branded   
   a monster, his name was dropped from Christmas card lists and never   
   invited to any more family gatherings.   
      
   "He might as well be dead, the way the rest of the family treats him"   
   Dawn's mother complained under her breath one day in a sympathetic way.   
      
   Dawn couldn't understand why it was considered SO bad when her uncle was   
   accused of fondling one of his neighbor's little girls on that   
   disastrous day three years ago. After all, no one said he actually hurt   
   anyone and besides, her uncle had touched HER on several occasions and   
   it was NO big deal. Of course, she would never tell her mother or anyone   
   else.   
      
   Reflecting back to when she was only six, her Uncle Pete took her to the   
   circus one day. She smiled to herself as she remembered the nice   
   tingling sensation between her legs when he played with her "cunnie" as   
   she sat on his lap to watch the show. Secretly she wanted him to do it   
   again, thinking that ALL uncles did that for their nieces. Then one day   
   in school a policeman gave that speech about "bad touching", urging her   
   class to report any adult if they attempted to touch where they   
   shouldn't. Even then she didn't understand what the big deal was about   
   letting someone you like touch your privates. And she always liked Uncle   
   Pete, she mused, as she gathered her bag of camping clothes and headed   
   downstairs to the living room.   
      
   "HI UNCLE PETE!" Dawn hollered with enthusiasm as the door opened and…in   
   walked her uncle.   
      
   "HI SWEETIE!" he replied as he picked her up and hugged her neck.   
      
   Uncle Pete's familiar after-shave wafted like a calling card into Dawn's   
   nostrils as he held her warmly, hugging and embracing her like old   
   times. Since it had been a long time since she had seen him, her heart   
   thumped with excitement as she kissed his cheek.   
      
   At the age of fifty, Pete was buff and vigorous. He looked younger than   
   his peers and in much better physical shape than most men, even those   
   who were younger than him. His well-tanned body and physique were a   
   source of pride for him but in spite of attracting more than his share   
   of available women his own age, he was a hopeless pedophile, desiring   
   only the Lolita age group for company and sex. His last lover was a very   
   cute little child that he met right after he got out of prison. She was   
   only thirteen, but passionately attracted to him, NOT the other way   
   around. Her parents soon found out and threatened to turn him in, so the   
   affair ended abruptly.   
      
   "Wow! Look at YOU. You've gotten to be a BIG girl," Pete commented as he   
   drank in Dawn's stunning good looks and seductive, shapely little body."   
   Are you still driving your mother nuts?" he joked as he walked inside   
   the house to say "hello" to his sister, Dawn's mother of course.   
      
   "OK you old pedo. You better not knock up my daughter or you'll have to   
   support her AND the child," Dawn's mother kidded with a grin as they   
   hugged each other. "Better keep your hands to yourself too," she   
   whispered half-jokingly into his ear.   
      
   The message was the veiled warning he expected from his sister,   
   realizing her motives, as she trusted him with her daughter for an   
   unsupervised weekend of camping. But while spending three years locked   
   up, away from any contact with the people he loved and wanted in his   
   life, all he thought of was his cute little niece and getting inside of   
   her panties if he had the chance. His swollen cock stirred in his pants   
   as he imagined what the weekend camping trip might hold in store, once   
   he had his pretty ten-year-old niece to himself.   
      
   Dawn bubbled with typical childlike enthusiasm as she loaded her clothes   
   and personal baggage in the back of Pete's SUV. Yes. She's really grown   
   into a delicious looking piece of preteen ass he realized as he glanced   
   at the child while she sat fidgeting in the passenger side seat.   
      
   His eyes fixed for a moment on her smooth, fleshy inner thighs, which   
   offered a peek as far as he was concerned, a peek at her fine little   
   body and a promise of more delightful sights to come. His mouth drooled   
   as he turned the key and started the engine.   
      
   A moment of silence filled the car until Pete happened to notice a   
   curious look develop on his niece's pretty face.   
      
   "Uncle Pete?" Dawn remarked as she turned to look directly at him.   
      
   "Yeah honey. What is it?" he replied as he quickly changed lanes to   
   enter the main highway out of town.   
      
   "Were you really in prison?" she asked in a concerned tone.   
      
   "Yeah honey I was, but the charges were blown all out of proportion by   
   the time I went to trial," he responded, feeling uncomfortable with   
   explaining such things to a child.   
      
   "But everyone says you're a pervert and wanna have sex with little   
   kids," she challenged, feeling a little uneasy for prying.   
      
   "W-e-l-l everyone thinks they know everything, but they don't. All I did   
   was help a little girl in my neighborhood when she asked me to fix the   
   button on her pants one day, but her mother thought I was molesting her   
   daughter and called the cops. Even the CHILD tried to tell them I didn't   
   do anything, but no one would listen. Yeah. I do like young girls but   
   this little girl was only about five, NOT my preference. But I guess I   
   was in the wrong place at the wrong time," he answered, feeling a sense   
   of relief for clearing the air and hoping his niece would believe his   
   half-truthful reply.   
      
   "I love you, Uncle Pete…even if you ARE a pervert," Dawn teased with a   
   chuckle.   
      
   They both laughed at the comment, inspiring Pete to place his arm   
   loosely around his niece's neck, affectionately pulling her towards him   
   while he imagined the sensation of fucking her tight little preteen   
   pussy if, and when, he got the chance.   
      
   "Can I unbuckle my seatbelt…please?" She asked in an animated "faux"   
   little girl's voice.   
      
      
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