Catie Beth Cuckress
Copyright© 2026 by Daphne Parish
Chapter 1: Lessons From Uncles
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 1: Lessons From Uncles - Catie Beth Huck developed earlier than other young women, but that didn't help her naivety in life. With only her family and one good friend, Catie Beth develops her special skills to become popular and fit into any situation...
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Coercion Reluctant Uncle MaleDom Humiliation Exhibitionism Oral Sex Big Breasts Hairy
“You fucking can’t even boil water. I swear you’re fucking useless as tits on a boar hog. I hope you turn out to be a hot slut. Otherwise you’re gonna fucking starve to death Catie Beth.” Her step-dad never had anything good to say about her ever since Catie could remember. He was always telling her just how useless she was. Not that he was wrong.
Sure, Catie Beth Huck had developed into a big chested girl by the time she was 15 years old. Both of her uncles had groped her and kissed her whenever they were alone with her. Her dad’s brother had even felt her up once while they were inside supposedly prepping burgers for a family reunion. He kissed her neck and when she didn’t pull away his hand found its way inside her 38D bra. No guy had ever touched her boobs, or her nipples. Even she was too embarrassed to explore her own body.
“You like that Honey?” her Uncle Nick whispered as he massaged her nipples. She couldn’t tell him “no”, that would be lying. On the other hand, she wasn’t sure how she felt. Embarrassed or humiliated because it was her uncle, but if she was honest with herself, there was a tingling between her legs almost instantly.
She looked down and away as he continued groping her. Anyone could walk in on them at any minute and she would be more humiliated. The thought made her wet, something that only happened when she was alone at night in her bed. She didn’t want to answer his question, but he persisted.
“It feels good doesn’t it? Come on, you know you like it. Your nipples are sensitive, just like your mother’s. Tell me I’m wrong Catie Beth. You’re a little slut just like your mom is, right?” Nick said, chuckling.
How would he know that her mother was or wasn’t a slut. Her mother never talked about these things with her. She was a good, obedient wife to Catie’s dad and now her step-dad. She cooked and cleaned and brought him a beer whenever he asked for it and often times before he asked. Wasn’t that what a good wife did? Her mom was always happy. What did her Uncle Nick mean?
“I guess,” Catie Beth said, finally. “Do you like it?”
“Fuckin’ eh! Your tits are amazing. Even bigger and fuller than your mother’s. How old are you now, twenty three?” he asked knowing full well she was still underage.
“No Uncle Nick. I’m not twenty three! Do I really look that old?”
“I swear it. You’re gonna make a lotta guys nut just by feeling you up, you know? Your titties are perfect. How many boyfriends do you have anyway?” he asked, already knowing the answer. Catie was too shy to even talk to boys and although she didn’t realize it at the time, boys were intimidated by her big tits. They made fun of her behind her back, but the girls were worse.
“I don’t have a boyfriend, Uncle Nick. I’m not pretty like other girls. I’m glad you like my boobs though. The boys at my school don’t seem to like them and the girls make fun of me. They say I’m fat & ugly ... and other things.”
“I’ll check on them,” Catie heard her mom say from just outside the back door. They both scattered to opposite ends of the kitchen as the door opened. There was her mom coming in with an empty plate.
“How are the burgers coming, you two?”
A year later, Catie found herself alone with her mom’s brother, Uncle Dylan. He was camping with Catie’s family and the two were tasked with gathering firewood as soon as they arrived. The cut-offs Catie wore were at least a size too small, but when she looked in the mirror she felt sexy. She had just graduated and she didn’t have any new clothes. She wasn’t sure of her next step in life but was focusing on things she could be sure of. Going braless underneath the plain white tee shirt she wore for traveling seemed bold and within her abilities. It was much more comfortable for the long trip, but she was in such a hurry that she grabbed the wrong shirt on her way out. It was her favorite tee shirt last summer, but she had grown since then. She kept pulling it down to cover her bellybutton, otherwise it was comfortable for the long ride to the upper peninsula where the family often camped each summer.
There were only two other families in that part of the campground. Catie’s family had already introduced themselves to both families and events were being planned for the next few days by the moms. Catie was just glad to be out of school, regardless of her next part of her journey.
Catie and Dylan wandered through the thick wooded area at least 100 yards from their campsite. “I think there’s some dead wood up here and to the right by the lake, if I remember correctly,” Dylan called to Catie, who was now a few yards in front of him. She was oblivious to his eyes, trained on her ass cheeks popping out of her shorts. She had no clue just how eager he was to see her tits bouncing underneath her tee shirt. He was at least going to snag a shot of some underboob if he played his cards right. He and her Uncle Nick went to college together and they had been talking about Catie Beth over the last year. Nick divulged everything that happened in the kitchen. Now it was Dylan’s turn to see how far he could get with Catie during the campout.
“I see a trail, I think? Is this where you’re talking about Uncle Dylan?” Catie asked as she turned around quickly.
Dylan’s eyes locked onto her jiggling tits as she stopped suddenly. Catie noticed him staring and quickly looked down and away. She still wasn’t comfortable with her body when she was around others. Guys often stared at her boobs but they never talked about them to her. They always talked behind her back and Catie was embarrassed.
“Yeah, that’s it. Follow the path, or would you rather me lead and you follow?”
“That’d be great if you could,” Catie quickly replied. “My step-dad says I’m ‘directions challenged’ or something like that. I guess I’m a better follower or whatever.”
Dylan took the lead and Catie followed a few steps behind. Dylan constantly looked back to catch a glimpse of Catie’s tits bouncing against the tightly fitting tee shirt. A few times he ventured off the path, making her climb over felled trees and through thick brush. He was always far enough ahead to stop and watch her try and navigate the difficult path he’d led her through. He was able to see her boobs at least twice as she climbed over the dead trees and reached up to balance herself. He could feel his cock growing harder by the minute.
“Sorry we had to get off the path. I thought I saw a snake back there and I wasn’t sure if it was poisonous,” Dylan said, seemingly concerned. Dylan had always been a good liar. He could get out of almost any type of trouble because people would believe whatever lie he made up.
“Really? I hate snakes! My friend at school almost died from getting bit.” Catie wasn’t lying. She did have a friend. One friend. And her friend was bitten by a garden snake, but they had no idea if it was poisonous. That was enough for Catie to steer clear of snakes, at least the kind that crawl.
“We’re almost there. I can hear the water,” Dylan announced as he turned the corner on the trail and the land opened up in front of them. It was a large lake and they were at the inlet, fed by a waterfall over a cave. The water was clear and there was a dirt beach landing just a few yards from where the trail ended.
“This is awesome,” Catie Beth said, wide eyed and clearly astonished by the scene before them. “The water’s so clear. Do you think there are snakes in there?”
“Nah. I’ve been swimming in here plenty of times and I’ve never even seen a fish, much less a snake. You wanna swim for a bit?” Dylan asked, already having a backup plan.
“Maybe if we come back. I don’t have my swimsuit on right now. But I do wanna–”
Dylan shoved her into the deep water. She never saw it coming as she tried to keep her head up and not drown She finally reached a shallow spot and stood up. The water was waist high but her tits were clearly visible through the wet tee shirt. She wiped the water from her eyes angrily, ready to give her uncle a scolding.
“I’m coming in, just a sec.” Dylan immediately removed his shorts and underwear along with his shirt. His cock was rigid as he stood naked with his arms folded admiring Catie Beth’s huge tits. He could see her large dark areolas underneath the tee shirt. He would have her naked within the next two minutes. His plan was working.
“What are you doing, Uncle Dylan?” Catie asked, looking around for anyone else who might be watching. Her eyes kept coming back to his dick. She had only seen pictures of a real one before and it made her tingle down below.
“I told you. We’re going for a swim. Doesn’t it feel amazing in there? Tell me the water’s not absolutely perfect,” he said as he dove in. He came up from behind and grabbed Catie Beth around her waist, then carried her back into the deeper water and let her go. She was trying to tread water, but it was difficult at best. He held out his arm and she wrapped herself around it, struggling to keep her head above water.
“Just let go and do a dead man’s float. It’s easy,” Dylan said as he tried to pull her grip from his arm.
“I can’t! I’ll drown. I can’t swim like this. These shorts and shoes are dragging me under!”
Dylan quickly dove underwater and removed her shoes. He used his hand to boost her up out of the water as he came up for air and threw the shoes onto the dirt beach. He dove back down and pulled her shorts and thong off, ripping her thong in the process. He came back up for air and tossed them onto the beach.
“A thong? Really?” he asked as he grabbed her waist and held her above water. He had moved back into the shallow part of the water, but he kept dunking under as if he was still in the deep end.
“My parents don’t know. Please don’t tell them. My step-dad would kill me.”
“Take your shirt off,” Dylan demanded as he dunked underwater. “Take it off and I promise I won’t tell.”
“What? I’ll be naked!”
“You’ll also be able to swim, and I won’t tell anyone about that thong.” Dylan had her exactly where he wanted. She looked at him, helpless and defeated as he let go of her. She quickly pulled off her favorite tee shirt and began treading water. Dylan grabbed the shirt and threw it on the shore and then reached between her legs and fingered her. She gasped but never protested. He moved behind and grabbed her tits as he began kneading them. They were full, with just enough fat to make them jiggle, exactly how he liked them. She was panting heavily now. He continued fingering her and mauling her tits as he pulled her back to the shallow end of the water. He stuck his middle finger in her ass.
“What the? Uncle Dylan, why did you do that? That’s my rear end!” Catie protested.
“I figured you’d want something new, right? I mean, you’re not a virgin are you?” Dylan fired back.
Catie Beth wouldn’t answer. She wasn’t exactly sure what to say. Everyone at school assumed she was a virgin, which she technically was, but now her Uncle Dylan seemed to assume she was a slut. Which was worse, dealing with school bullies or her uncle?
“You’re right, I want to try something new. I just wasn’t expecting that. Plus, you’re my uncle.”
“You trust me, right?” Dylan asked, flashing his perfect trusting smile.
“Of course,” Catie said, hesitantly.
Dylan quickly grabbed her around her waist and moved to the edge of the dirt beach. He placed her on her back, but in enough water to have access to her ass.
“Brace yourself. Lay back on your elbows. Let me get a good look at these ginormous titties. Fuck girl! You’re fucking gorgeous. Your tits are amazing. You probably have tons of guys trying to fuck you, right?”