Chapter 7
After awhile Suzy walked slowly up the path to the cabin, angry and disappointed. She'd thought Jerry Van wouldn't be afraid of anything, but he was scared for his career and his reputation, just like Ty Leslie. They were both afraid to get it on with her a second time, damn them. So once more she was without a man.
She sulked through dinner, avoiding the anxious glances of Ty and Jerry. They didn't have to worry, the creeps—she was no fink, she'd never tell on them. But now what was she going to do for a lover? Even after a whole day of hot fucking, she was still horny, still wanted to get laid again.
"Pass the butter, Suzy, honey," said Uncle Charlie.
She passed it to him automatically, and then, as he took the plate and thanked her, Suzy stared at him. Uncle Charlie was a man, too, after all. He had a cock as big as Jerry's and was just as eager to use it. Uncle Charlie just might be the answer to her problem ...
Later when she was helping Martha wash the dishes, Charlie came into the kitchen and gave them both playful pats on the butt.
"I see my girls are hard at work," he said.
"We certainly are," said Martha, "and we could use some help around this place, Charlie. If you can drag yourself away from the card table."
"Oh, sure, honey," said Charlie. "What do you want me to do?"
"We're running out of ice," said Aunt Martha. "Could you run over to the village and get some?"
"Sure," said Charlie. "I'll go right now."
Suzy leaped at the chance. "Can I go, too?" she said. "Please, Aunt Martha, Uncle Charlie? I haven't been to the village for almost a month."
They both looked guilty. They knew they'd been neglecting the girl. Martha looked at Charlie and nodded.
"Sure, honey, you can come," said Charlie. "Run and get a sweater. It's a little chilly tonight,"
When Suzy had raced out of the kitchen, Martha said to Charlie, "While you're there, try to see if you can get her a bra. She just can't go around without one any more—if you've noticed."
"Oh, I've noticed," Charlie chuckled. "But, Jesus, Martha, ME get her a bra? I'd feel silly. I wouldn't wanta go into a women's store and- "
"You don't have to," said Martha. "Just tell her to ask the clerk for help. All you have to do is remind her and give her some money and send her into the store."
Just then Suzy hurried back into the kitchen, carrying a sweater. She was still wearing her tight clinging t-shirt, her small pointed tits fully outlined and jiggling like crazy. Charlie gawked at her chest. Then he saw his wife looking at him, and he grinned sheepishly and nodded. Yes, the kid would have to have a bra.
"Okay, honey, let's go," he said. "See you later, Martha."
Charlie had a pickup truck he used for errands like this, and on the bumpy ride down the dirt road to the village, Suzy contrived to fall against him a lot. On every sharp curve she would squeal and clutch his leg. Charlie just laughed. He obviously didn't think of her as a mature female who might be interested in sex. She was just a little kid to him, his niece.
Suzy seethed with frustration. Burly balding Uncle Charlie might not be the most attractive man in the world, but she didn't care about his looks. She was only thinking of his cock. She remembered the times she'd spied on him and seen that thick six inches of pale meat. Her ever-hungry little pussy began to moisten and glow. Somehow, before they got back to the cabin, she had to seduce her uncle ...
"Well, here we are," said Charlie as he parked at the shopping center. "We'll get the ice in a minute, but first we have to do some shopping for you, honey. Your aunt thinks it's time you got a bra."
Suzy moaned. She'd never worn a bra before, but she suspected they'd be very uncomfortable— and besides, they were phony. They made your tits stick out like hard bullets instead of swinging free and soft. She did NOT want a bra. But she might possibly use the situation to work on Charlie ...
"A bra?" she said, making her blue eyes wide and innocent. "Gee, Uncle Charlie, I wouldn't know how to begin. Will you help me?"
Uncle Charlie blushed slightly. "Well, I'm no expert, either, baby," he said. "You just go on in that store there and ask one of the lady clerks for help. I'll wait here. Oh, here's ten bucks—that oughta do it."
"Oh, Uncle Charlie," Suzy said, "I just couldn't go in there alone. I feel embarrassed. Will you please come and wait outside the dressing room? Please?"
"Well, okay," said Charlie reluctantly.
They went into the store and found the lingerie department, but there was no clerk in sight. That suited Suzy fine. She selected several bras off the rack which she thought might fit and then went into a curtained dressing room, telling Charlie to wait outside. She took off her shirt, waited a moment, then called to him.
"Oh, Uncle Charlie," she said in a pouting tone, "I just can't make up my mind. I want your opinion."
"Honey," he said uneasily, "I can't come in there."
"Oh, don't worry," said Suzy, "nobody'll see you."
The next thing Charlie knew, she reached out of the dressing room, grabbed his arm, and pulled him inside. He blushed right down to his toes. His cute little pigtailed niece was standing there with no shirt on. He gawked at her pert lemon-size tits with their pretty little pink pointed nipples.
Suzy didn't give him time to protest. She drew on one of the bras, a low-cut blue one, and pretended to struggle with the clasp. "Darn tiling," she said. "I never wore one before. I can't seem to get it hooked. Help me, please, Uncle Charlie."
"Yeah, sure," Charlie said hoarsely.
His fingers were hot and sweaty as he hooked the bra for her. They both looked at her reflection in the mirror. Secretly Charlie wished the kid would never have to wear a bra. Her cute little tits looked great without that artificial confinement.
"Ugh," said Suzy. "I don't like this one."
"Neither do I," said Charlie. It was the truth. He didn't like ANY bra on her. What he liked was the delicious sight of her pert little knockers brazenly outlined in her tight t-shirt, wobbling and jiggling freely. Suzy drew off the blue bra, and he helplessly gawked at her saucy newly-budded breasts. She put on a pink lacy bra, and he helped her hook it, feeling the warm silky smooth skin of her back.
"Nope," said Suzy.
"I agree," said Charlie. No piece of cloth could improve on nature, at least not in his niece's case.
"Bras just aren't natural, are they, Uncle Charlie?" she sighed.
"No, honey, they're not," Charlie said wistfully, "but you gotta have one. Martha won't get off our backs about it till you do."
"I suppose," Suzy pouted. "Well, maybe this one will do."
She took off the pink bra, Charlie staring pop-eyed at her lovely little cone-shaped tits, and selected a lace number that was far too sophisticated for her. Charlie winced as he helped her hook it. That kind of thing belonged on some cheap hooker, not on his niece.
"No go, huh?" said Suzy, noticing his expression.
"It's not for you, sugar," said Charlie.
He unhooked and removed the bra without waiting for her to ask. A sudden dizzy lust came over him. How could a guy stand there and look at that adorable pair of teenage boobs without feeling something? Moaning softly, he leaned against her back, brought his hands around, and gently cupped her silky throbbing tits. He fondled them softly, breathing hard.
Suzy grinned broadly in the mirror. Uncle Charlie was playing with her tits, an excellent sign. He had his eyes closed and was moaning softly as he cupped and squeezed her silky little knockers. His touch was very exciting to her. She purred and leaned back against his big hard chest. He rubbed his thumbs over her tiny pink nipples, and they went instantly erect against his hands.
"Ummmm," Suzy cooed, "that feels nice, Uncle Charlie. I like it when you play with my tits ... "
Charlie gasped and opened his eyes. He blushed hotly and jerked his hands off her now-swollen hot little tits. "Oh, my gosh," he said, "my gosh ... I-I'm sorry, honey. I got carried away, forgot who you were, I guess. Let's pick a bra and get the hell out of here. I feel strange."
Hiding her disappointment, Suzy picked up the last bra, a flesh-colored bikini model that was completely sheer. Charlie's trembling sweaty hands hooked it, and Suzy looked into the mirror with approval. The bra didn't hide a tiling. It showed her pointed pink nipples clearly, and the hard little points stuck right out, as if she were wearing no bra at all.
"That's the one," she said gleefully.
"Whatever you say, honey," Charlie replied. He really didn't approve of the daring bra, but he'd do anything to get out of that dressing room and away from temptation. Jesus Christ, what was the matte with him? A moment ago he'd come damned close to making love to his own thirteen-year-old niece.
"I'll get dressed while you pay for it," said Suzy, handing him the bra and the ten dollar bill he'd given her.
Thinking only of escape, Charlie hurried out of the dressing room with the skimpy bra dangling from one big paw. There was an elderly woman clerk at the cash register now, and when she saw him, her eyes narrowed. Charlie blushed scarlet. Christ, what must she think? A grown man trying on bras? Some kind of pervert?
"May I help you?" the clerk said icily.
Just then Suzy bounced out of the dressing room, smiling innocently. "Thank you for helping me try on those bras, Uncle Charlie," she said sweetly. The clerk turned pale.
Oh, shit, thought Charlie, shit, shit ...
Somehow he managed to pay for the bra and stumble out of the store. Suzy had to remind him to buy the ice. As they bumped over the dirt road on the way back to the cabin, his head swam with horror and lust. Suddenly he was wanting his little niece in the worst way. He couldn't forget gawking at her nearly naked little curvy body, the silky smooth feel of her skin . , .
They hit a bump, and Suzy squealed and clutched him—only this time instead of grabbing his leg, her little hot hand came right down on his crotch.
"Oh, Jesus," Charlie moaned.
The instant she touched him there, he got hard. He'd been dreading an unwanted hard-on from the moment he'd walked into the dressing room and seen her naked pert little tits. Now he had one. His cock lurched into fierce stiffness under her pressing hand, and he was sure she could feel it. His balls swelled up tight and hot, crowding his jeans.
"This road sure is bumpy," Suzy said sweetly, still clutching his hard-on.
"Uh, yeah," said Charlie, nearly driving off the road.
He pulled over to the side and parked. He lay back against the seat, panting, sweating, trying to conquer the maddening lust he felt. Jesus, he had to get hold of himself. She was only thirteen, just a baby, and she was his niece. He was supposed to be taking care of her for her parents, not trying to get into her pants. But he thought of how tight her little virgin cunt must be, and he moaned.
Suzy turned to him with concern. "Uncle Charlie," she said, "what's wrong? Are you sick?"
"No, honey," he sighed, "just a little dizzy. I gotta rest for a minute, and then we'll go on."
Suzy turned away, grinning wickedly to herself. She knew exactly what was wrong with Uncle Charlie. She'd felt his cock go rock-hard when she touched his crotch. She was beginning to understand adult men by now. Like Ty and Jerry, Charlie thought it was wrong to ball a thirteen: year-old girl, but at the same time he was frantically hot for her. All she had to do was help him make up his mind ...
"Poor Uncle Charlie," she cooed, crawling onto his lap.
He moaned again. His big hard body felt hot and feverish to her. She put her arm around his neck, cuddled up affectionately close, and wiggled her round little ass in his lap, feeling out his cock. Yes, it was still stiff as a board, a big gross lump in his fly. Suzy began kissing his face all over.
"I really like you, Uncle Charlie," she purred. "You and Aunt Martha have been so nice to me."
"Uh, thanks, sugar," he said hoarsely. "I guess we could pay a little more attention to you though."
"That would be nice," said Suzy, wiggling her tongue into his ear. "There's lots of things I'd like to do with you, Uncle Charlie."
He wished she wouldn't sit on his lap and wiggle her butt like that. It was driving him crazy with lust. Her sleek warm little body pressed tight against him, and her round soft butt caressed his rigid dick right through his jeans. It just added to his almost overwhelming temptation to make love to her. A thirteen-year-old cunt— Jesus, it must be tight ...
"You seem so hot, Uncle Charlie," she cooed. "I'd better open your shirt before you roast."
He tried to protest, but no words came out, only a horny croak. Suzy swiftly unbuttoned his shirt and exposed his powerful broad chest with its mat of brown and grey hairs. She ran her hand over it wonderingly. Then she seized her own tight t-shirt and drew it off over her head.
"Honey, what are you doing?" Charlie gasped.
"I'm hot, too," she said innocently. "There, that feels better."
Naked, her tiny cone-shaped tits pearl-colored in the moonlight, she snuggled against him once more, rubbing her pink-nippled naked boobs against the springy hair mat of his chest. Charlie moaned helplessly and felt a big glob of juice running from his swollen cock-head. He eased his arm around the girl and hugged her nervously.
"Nice Uncle Charlie," she said in a babyish voice.
She put her mouth on his, and Charlie couldn't control himself. He kissed her back eagerly, thrusting his tongue out, opening her lips, slipping his tongue inside her hot slick mouth. She moaned happily and wiggled her butt again, stimulating his already swollen meat. Charlie knew he couldn't last much longer. If he didn't get away from her soon, he was going to lose control completely, throw her down on the seat and ball her.
"Honey, we better get back," he said huskily. "That ice is gonna melt."
"Oh, let's stay just a little longer," Suzy purred, licking his ear again. "It's so nice here. Aren't you having a nice time, Uncle Charlie?"
"Oh, God," he moaned.
"Nice" wasn't the word for it. With her naked little tits rubbing his bare chest and her round little ass caressing his swollen cock, he was going out of his mind with need. He could feel the searing heat of her pussy right through two pairs of jeans. She didn't help matters, either, squirming around like that and licking his ear and rubbing her swollen little boobs against him.
"Uncle Charlie," she said wonderingly, "what do you have in your pocket?"
"Huh?" said Charlie, too dizzy to think.
"I feel a big hard thing," said Suzy. "What is it? It feels like a cucumber or something,"
Too late, Charlie figured out what she was talking about. Oh, Jesus, she'd felt his erection. He was going to push her firmly off his lap, start the truck, and get the hell out of there—but he didn't act fast enough. Suzy had already slipped to her knees on the floor of the cab and was staring intently at his swollen lewd crotch.
"Gee, that's a strange place to keep things," she said. "It's not even in your pocket. What is it, Uncle Charlie, a surprise? I bet it is. I bet it's a surprise for me."
"Honey," Charlie said in a hoarse croak, "we better get back ... "
He trailed off, staring in horror. Suzy, paying no attention to his words, was unzipping his fly. He remembered that he hadn't put on any shorts today. He moaned and reached out to stop her, but it was too late. She had his fly open and reaching inside ...
"Oh, my goodness," she squeaked, "what's THIS?"
Charlie couldn't talk, at least not coherently. He felt her warm little hand curling around his swollen hot meat, lifting his cock out of the confinement of his pants and into the bright moonlight. She had the whole damned thing in her hand and was staring at it intently. Her touch was so exciting, he damn near came.
"Wow, it's big," Suzy said wonderingly. "What is it, Uncle Charlie?"
He licked his lips. "It's my cock, honey," he said, "but it's not right for you to touch it. You get back up on the seat now. We're gonna home."
"Oh, not just yet," she pouted. "I never saw one of these things before. I wanta look at it. Gee, I know boys are different, but I didn't know they looked like this. Is this what men pee with?"
"Yes, baby," he moaned.
He thought of what else he could do with it, and again he nearly shot his load. A big gob of cream bubbled from the dark slit mouth of his cock-head. Suzy watched it wide-eyed. She was holding his stiff swollen dick right up close where she could study it, her moist hot breath fanning his sensitive prick-head.
"Wow," she said, "it's so smooth ... "
She started to pet his cock, running her little fingers up and down the swollen pale stalk. Charlie whined and trembled. Suzy grinned to herself, keeping her head down so he wouldn't see the impish look on her face. Her innocent act was working again. She just had to pretend she'd never seen a cock before, and it seemed to drive men wild.
She was getting very excited, too. Uncle Charlie had the biggest cock she'd seen yet, slightly longer and fatter than Jerry's. It was a beauty, thick and straight and smooth as silk. The head was taut and bulbous and purple. His cock throbbed and glowed in her hand as she stroked it, and the more excited he got, the more tasty juice oozed from his fat cock-head. She wanted to taste it ...
"I really like playing with your cock, Uncle Charlie," she said innocently. "I hope you don't mind."
Another hoarse helpless moan. "Sugar," he sighed, "I don't mind at all, but other people wouldn't approve. It's not right for a man to do this with his own niece, especially a girl at young as you. We just got to get back, honey."
"Oh, not yet," said Suzy. "I'm having such a nice time. There's nobody here to see us, Uncle Charlie, and we can tell them we had a flat tire. There's no problem."
Charlie was very very tempted to go along with her suggestion—except that sure as hell he'd end up fucking her, and he couldn't bring himself to ball his own little niece. He sighed and started to reach out, to push her gently away from his erect swollen cock—but again he was too late.
Suzy suddenly dipped her pigtailed head and started to lick the head of his cock.
"Honey," Charlie gasped, "oh, baby, no ... Oh, Jesus ... "
He fell back limp against the seat, unable to resist the intense pleasure of having his swollen aching cock licked. Her slick hot little tongue raced around and around his sensitive cock-head, digging into the creaming hole, lapping up his dribbling juice. Suzy gurgled happily and swallowed his juice.
"Ummmm," she murmured, "your cock tastes good, Uncle Charlie."
"Oh, baby," he moaned, "you don't know what you're doing. It ain't right. We gotta stop."
"Why, Uncle Charlie?" she said blandly. "It's fun.'"
She could see his conscience was getting to him, even though he was deeply enjoying everything she did. She had to act fast, get his mind off his guilt. She thought she knew something that would really distract him. Chuckling wickedly, she opened her mouth wide and quickly stuffed his huge purple cock-head inside.
"AWWWW," Charlie bawled.
Her scalding slick mouth felt so great around his sensitive cock-head that for a moment he forgot everything else. He flopped back limp against the seat and felt his little niece pushing more and more of his swollen meat into her mouth. She managed to take in almost all of it, his hard creaming cock-head butting her throat.
"Ummm," she gurgled, "UMMMM ... "
She started to suck his cock. Charlie was too dizzy with pleasure to wonder how a thirteen-year-old girl had learned to give a blow job. He just moaned and enjoyed it. Her mouth was tight and steamy and slick around his cock, and she sucked it hungrily, gurgling as she swallowed his bubbling cream.
"Ohhhh, baby," he whined, "dammit, that feels good ... "
Suzy felt a glow of victory. Uncle Charlie had given in at last. At least she hoped so, because she sure as hell didn't want to be thwarted now. She was really getting off on sucking his big thick tasty cock, and in another moment, she hoped, he'd be fucking her. Her little cunt was hot and wet with need, aching for penetration.
Wanting to get him really hot, so lusty that he couldn't turn her down, Suzy sucked even harder and faster on his big hot prick, taking the hard knobby head right into her throat. Uncle Charlie dug it, all right. He yelped blissfully and started pumping his cock in her mouth, feeding the fat sausage-like prick to her in eager quick jabs.
"Yeah, blow me, honey," he whined, "suck my dick ... Awwww, baby, that's great ... AWWWW ... "
Then something happened which Suzy hadn't expected at all. Uncle Charlie gave a deep hoarse prolonged moan, and then he started to come right in her mouth. She was startled by the first steamy blast of salty juice, and then she had to swallow it fast to keep from choking. She found herself getting really excited as she ate load after load of his tasty jism.
"Ohhh, Jesus," Uncle Charlie yelped, "oh, my God ... "
He hadn't meant to come in her mouth, but he just couldn't stop. Pleasure rocked his body and made Mm whine shrilly as he pumped load after load of thick jism down the girl's gulping throat. The little imp was eating it, too, swallowing it greedily as fast as it came. He wondered dizzily where she'd learned to do that.
At last his limp shriveled prick slipped from her lips, and Charlie sank back gasping. "Honey," he panted, "I'm real sorry. I didn't mean to do that. It's just that you got me so excited."
Suzy licked her lips and grinned. "That's okay, Uncle Charlie," she said. "I really got off on it. Now you can do something nice for me ... "
Before Charlie's astonished eyes, the slim girl wriggled out of her jeans and panties. He gawked at the smallest dantiest pussy he'd ever seen in his life. She didn't even have a bush yet, just two fat pink lips with a tiny red clit peeking out between them. She smiled calmly at him and lay back on the seat, opening her legs wide. She flung one leg up over the back of the seat and let the other slip off the edge. Her tiny pink gash was fully open to him.
"Play with my pussy, please, Uncle Charlie," she purred.
Again Charlie didn't think to wonder how such a young girl knew about such things. He was overcome with lust. He'd just come explosively in her mouth, but already he was hot for her again. He couldn't think of anything but enjoying her adorable little body. With a horny growl he dived for her crotch.
"Ohhhh, yeah, Uncle Charlie," she squealed, "go down on me ... "
She felt his fiery moist breath deliciously fanning her sensitive gash, and then his face was pressed right into her crotch. He was moaning and panting and trembling. She felt his tongue, thick and rough and wet, lapping hungrily all over the hot steamy place between her legs. He tickled her tiny clenched bumhole, rimmed her oozing cunt mouth, and lapped greedily at her tender pink clit. It felt wonderful.
"Yes, yes, eat me, Uncle Charlie," she whined, digging her fingers into his powerful shoulders.
He didn't have to be urged. His shiny bald head bounced up and down in her crotch, swift and eager, and he made loud wet slurping noises as he feasted on her fragrant little-girl snatch. Suzy was instantly dizzy with pleasure. He seemed to be licking her everywhere at once.
"Oooo," she squealed, "oooo, I love it, Uncle Charlie ... Don't stop ... Yes, lick me all over ... "
Charlie slipped his big sweaty hands under her round little ass and drew her up tight against his face, her searing wet pussy snug against his mouth. Snuffling, gurgling, slurping, he hungrily set about lapping up every bit of her tasty girl-juice, his tongue tickling into every steamy cranny of her pussy.
Suzy moaned steadily as she felt Uncle Charlie's big thick tongue licking her all over, licking her asshole and cunt and clit, lapping up her juice and swallowing it. She'd never had her pussy eaten so well, not even by Jerry Van. He planted his mouth hard on her tiny pink clit, sucked it into his mouth and squeezed it greedily till it was sucked clean.
"Oh, Uncle Charlie," Suzy squealed, "I love that ... Yeah, make me come ... "
But his tongue was traveling off her clit, down into the searing plump folds of her cunt lips, tickling into her gushing little box. His tongue was even thicker and longer than Jerry's, and as it stuffed her melting little box, she squealed with pleasure and creamed hotly all around it.
"Oh, wow, yeah, Uncle Charlie," she howled, "stick your tongue up my cunt ... I LOVE 'that ... "
Charlie eagerly reamed and licked her snug little cunt, thinking to bring her off that way, but when he discovered just how deliciously tight she was, he changed his mind. It would be fantastic to put his cock in there. He knew he'd never find another twat that tight. Just the thought of it made his limp dick lurch into stiffness. He had to chuckle. It'd been years since he went twice in one night ...
Meanwhile Suzy was screeching her pleasure and slamming her hot little cunt furiously up and down the thick impalement of his tongue. That little girl was determined to come, all right. She clung desperately to his broad shoulders, trying to keep his tongue deep in her hungry little cunt. She whimpered just on the edge of climax.
"Ooooo, Uncle Charlie, make me come," she moaned. "Just move your tongue in me a little more, please ... "
Charlie didn't like to disappoint her, but he wanted to keep her hot and willing. He knew now he was going to ball the kid, no matter what his conscience told him. It was the chance of a lifetime, and he couldn't pass it up. He jerked his tongue from her nipping wet hole and sat up.
"Ohhhh, Uncle Charlie," she sobbed, "that's not fair. I made you come. Why won't you do it to me?"
"I'll make you come, baby," he said hoarsely, "but not that way. I thought we'd ball. You wanta ball Uncle Charlie, honey?"
Suzy looked at him, then down at his cock. To her surprise he was rock-hard again, his big thick dick standing straight up from its dark bush, the head knobby and swollen and purple. Her hungry little cunt spat a big river of cream at the very thought of taking that huge Lard prick.
"Oh, yeah, Uncle Charlie," she cooed, "I'd love to ball you ... "
He wondered vaguely if she was a virgin. She HAD to be—she was only thirteen—and yet she seemed to know so much. Anyhow, he didn't wonder about it long. He had other things on his mind, things much more urgent than that. He crawled between her wide-stretched legs and gingerly bent his stiff cock downward, rubbing the sensitive swollen head against the searing wet flesh of her pussy. Suzy trembled and moaned with horny anticipation, creaming hotly on his fat hard cock-head. She could hardly wait to take that big thing into her greedy little box.
"Hurry, Uncle Charlie," she whined, "put your cock in me ... "
"Yeah, sugar, I sure will," Charlie sighed blissfully.
He wedged the huge purple head of his cock into the steamy little pit of her cunt mouth and pushed slowly into her. He had to go slow, she was so exquisitely tight. He wondered if he was hurting her, but when he looked down at her, Suzy was grinning lustily. He grinned back and pushed his thick meat into her till it was butting her womb.
"How's that feel, baby?" he panted. "Is that good?"
"Ohhhh, it's super, Uncle Charlie," she sighed. "Your cock is soooo BIG ... Fuck me now, please ... "
"I sure will, sweetheart," Charlie moaned.
He fucked her without restraint, jerking his thick hard meat fast and deep in her exquisitely tight hot hole. He found out quickly that she liked it that way, hard and fast and rough. She squealed with pleasure and instinctively threw her legs around his waist, pulling him hard against her, making his cock go even deeper.
"Ooooo," she wailed, "oooo, I love it, I love it ... "
Charlie was beyond words as he ecstatically worked his hungry cock in the tightest sweetest cunt he'd ever known. He wished it could go on forever, but soon she started to come, orgasm after orgasm in a long dizzying sequence, and every time she came, her little cunt tightened around his meat like a vise. He couldn't hold out against that kind of pleasure. After five minutes or so he howled and began to pump his load into her.
"Oh, baby," he whined, "you're so fuckin' tight ... Can't hold out ... AWWWW, CHRIST ... "
Suzy liked the fiery bath of his come, and she kept her legs wide open for it, moaning blissfully as Uncle Charlie's sizzling juice filled and overflowed her tiny cunt. She was surprised and delighted to have discovered that her bald homely Uncle Charlie was the best lay of all. She hoped they'd be fucking again very soon.
But as soon as Charlie stopped coming, as soon as his crazy lust was satisfied, he reacted just like Ty Leslie and Jerry Van. He sat up, his limp wet prick slipping out of her cunt, and he stared at her and blinked, as if only now recognizing who he'd fucked. He turned deathly pale.
"Oh, my God," he moaned, "what've I done? My own niece ... Oh, Jesus, I'm in trouble."
"No, you're not, Uncle Charlie," Suzy said impatiently. "I'll never tell anybody. Listen, all I want is to fuck. If I told, we couldn't do it any more. So don't worry, Uncle Charlie. Whenever we're alone, we can get it on, and—"
"No way, baby," Charlie said, hastily pulling up his pants. "Not again. I was a fool to do it, and I'm not taking any more risks. Why, I could go to jail for balling a kid your age. Martha would divorce me. It would ruin my career. No, baby doll, you just take those hot pants somewhere else."
All the way back to the cabin Suzy fumed. Those damned chickenshit men—they'd gotten her all excited about sex, then dumped her. She knew she couldn't live without fucking, not now, not when she'd learned how great it was. She had to have a man. She couldn't wait till the summer was over and she was back with the boys she knew. She wanted to fuck NOW, and she wanted to do it a lot. Grimly she thought of a plan to make the men cooperate.
When they parked beside the cabin, Charlie said, "Now I want you to go straight to bed, young lady, and forget this whole thing. That's an order."
"No, Uncle Charlie," she said coldly. "You listen to me and listen good if you don't want to ruin your precious career. You're not the only one I fucked today. I got it on with Ty Leslie and Jerry Van, too, and they're just as scared as you are. So I have a message for all of you—meet me in my room in five minutes, or I'll tell your wives."
"Oh, Jesus, no," Charlie gasped. "You can't do that."
"Oh, yes, I can, Uncle Charlie," Suzy said grimly. "You guys better be there in five minutes, or the shit will hit the fan ... "