Chapter 7
Now, she was eager for it. "Baby," he panted, "go down on me and eat it."
She let her mouth go down on it and her head bobbed up and down. "Oh, yes, baby, do it!"
At this point she was flipping out with pleasure.
"Oh, ah, yes, baby, yes. I love that." The sensations that were flooding through her now were really too much. "Oh, baby," she panted, "I love that."
There was no doubt about it, she enjoyed it.
"Honey," he told her, "cup the balls in your hand. That's it."
She gripped his balls in her hand and watched them swell as she went up and down the slippery penis.
"Oh, keep that up," he panted, "that's the way I like it. Massage the balls."
She massaged as best she could and the thrills were going wild inside her.
"Oh," he panted, "keep that up. That's the way I like it. Oh, ah, yes, baby, yes."
The pleasure was building rapidly. Now he could hardly stand it.
"Oh, ah, yes, yes, baby. That's what I like!"
There was no doubt about it, she was really enjoying it.
"Play with me," he panted, "yes, baby, yes. That's the way to do it. Oh, all the way."
The super sensations that were flooding through them now were really getting to them.
"Oh, I love that," he panted, "I love it."
No doubt about it, he did love it. So did she. Especially when he reached out and gripped her head. His fingers clamped down and he guided her.
"Hold your lips tighter," he insisted, "that's it." Her lips fastened tightly on the sliding shaft and he continued pumping.
"Now you're getting it, baby," he said, "that's groovy. Bite lightly, yes, yes, that's it."
She bit just right and his penis quivered.
"Oh, ah, yes, baby, yes, that's the way I like it!" '
The super sensations were reaching him now. Her mouth was making a noise as she went up and down on him. These loud sucking sounds caused him to emit a low moan.
"Oh, ah, yes, baby, yes, all the way!"
The pleasure was building rapidly.
"Oh, ah, yes, baby, yes."
At this point he was shaking all over.
She was enjoying it and so was he. They were really having a super exciting time together.
All at once the shaft exploded in her mouth. As she got a load of it, she gasped.
"Don't lose any," he panted, "I want you to swallow it. Swallow my sperm, baby."
There was something special, something intimate about forcing her to swallow and he insisted that she do it.
Both hands were on her head as he forced her down farther on his cock. Her fingers left his balls and she gripped his penis as she finished him.
Now she withdrew and a smile formed at her lips.
"Let me kiss you, darling," he smiled, "that was wonderful,"
She moved forward and then they kissed. Once more he wanted her.
"Straddle my face," he begged, "that's what I need."
When her pussy was precisely over his mouth, she shoved forward.
"Like this, darling," she smiled.
"Yes, that's the way I want it."
The pleasure was building every second.
"Oh, do it," he begged, "do it."
The super sensations that were flooding through him now were really increasing.
"Oh, I love it," he told her, "yes, baby, yes!"
He was happy and so was she. She loved the feel of his hands at her hot breasts. Then his tongue surged inside of her.
"Oh, eat it," she panted, "eat it."
Every second the pleasure grew greater. She was going out of her mind with pleasure.
"Lick me, Randy," she begged, "yes, honey, lick me!"
As he licked away, her body quivered with emotion and passion. Then something she never thought would happen, happened. In stepped her Uncle Frank.
"Well," he grinned, "what have we here?"
Instantly, Randy withdrew his tongue.
"I'm sorry," he apologized.
She got off the bed and raced over to him.
"Uncle Frank," she said, "you promised that you wouldn't interrupt me."
"Promises, promises," he smiled.
Suddenly he pulled a revolver and then he fired two shots. The resounding echo of the shots sent chills up and down her spine.
"You're killing him," she panted, "Uncle Frank!"
Racing over to Randy she gripped him tightly in her arms and hugged him.
"Kiss him goodbye," he smiled.
"Oh, Uncle Frank, you bastard," she shrieked.
Now, he was dying and there was nothing she could do about it.
"Randy," she panted, "oh, Randy, I love you."
"You love him now, honey," he said, "but you will love me later."
She was paying no attention to what he was saying. Randy's life was ebbing away.
"Goodbye," he said quietly, "goodbye, Susan."
The tragic look on his face was something that would haunt her forever. She was driven almost out of her mind. Then, he slumped. He was gone.
"How could you," she said, shaking her head in numb shock.
She moved away from him as she realized the lifeless form could not respond to her anymore. Then she looked at him. He grabbed her by the arm and said, "Let's leave him in here and we'll go back to my bedroom and make love."
Realizing now that he was crazy, she was careful. Her own life was at stake.
"Uncle Frank," she said, "why?"
"Because I love you," he said, "and I still do. That is why I want to fuck you again."
At this moment she didn't feel like fucking her Uncle Frank. She felt like killing her Uncle Frank. Yes, she knew that for her own safety's sake she dare not open her mouth.
When they were safely away, she was ready for action and so was he.
"Uncle Frank," she said softly, "you did something awful and someday you'll have to pay for it."
"Well, not right now, honey," he said, "right now I want to ball you."
Without saying a word, he unzipped. Then he reached in and pulled out his penis.
"On your knees, darling," he said, "now is the time to show me how much you care."
She got on her knees and pulled at his shaft. She never cared less about having sex but there was no way out. Tears were streaming down her cheeks as she pulled his giant-sized penis to her lips. Strangely it didn't bother him. He was just as excited as ever.
"Come on," he told her, "now do me."
Opening her mouth, she let her tongue slide out over the head of his shaft. When he saw the tears in her face, he got furious.
"When I offer you myself," he said, "how dare you offend me by crying?"
"I'm sorry," she said.
"Well you should be," he said, "and I hope you've learned your lesson."
It was very distressing to him to see her acting like this. Yet, he knew very well that the only thing he could do was to get what he wanted. He vowed that he would have what he wanted any way he wanted her.
"Baby," he smiled at her, "you are so beautiful."
"Uncle Frank," she said quietly, "I love you. I love you very much."
"Well, then do me," he said, "I want you happy, honey."
Brushing the tears from her cheeks, she tried to smile. But a smile wouldn't come.
"Laugh, honey," he said, "I want you to enjoy it."
He wouldn't take the gun away and this annoyed her. With a gun at her temple, he said, "Go down on that cock."
She was frightened half out of her life. She began trembling like a leaf. He looked at her strangely.
"You're shaking, honey," he said, "why are you shaking?"
"It's chilly in here," she said.
"Well, maybe you should have something on yourself. Do you want to wrap a blanket about your body?"
She nodded.
"Well, I wouldn't like that," he said vaguely. "I love to look at you. I love to see those great big boobs of yours. I won't let you do that."
He grinned at her and she got more fearful now.
"Alright," he said, "if you are going to be difficult with me, I'll be difficult with you."
He put the gun down a moment and she thought she could make a run for it.
"Uncle Frank," she said, "could I go out just a minute?"
He was off, but not far enough to let her go free.
"No, honey," he said, reaching for the gun, "you just go over on the bed and spread your legs for me. Okay doll?"
"Okay, Uncle Frank," she said.
Going over to his bed, she pulled back the bedspread, then she lay there.
"Throw your legs way out," he said, "I like to look at your crotch close up."
Now, he was taking off his clothes. She made a slight move and he grabbed his gun again.
"Are you going to make me have to use this?" he smiled nervously. "I would have to pull the trigger. I know that you're a little nervous, but there is no reason for you to be. I don't understand it, baby."
"Yes, you don't understand me, because you don't want to. I told you I loved you but it couldn't be exclusive."
"Well, if I can't have you," he smiled, "nobody else can. Do you understand?"
She understood. She nodded and then she got a better look at him. He was standing there with his crotch bulging. Pulling down his shorts, the huge shaft flipped up before her eyes.
"Do you like this?" he said, "it looks good enough to eat, doesn't it?"
She nodded.
"Well, then, baby," he said, "I'm going to let you eat it." Nervous as a cat now, he smiled at her.
"Come on, honey, you're going to get it right in the face."
It wouldn't take long now, she knew but she was trembling again.
"Uncle Frank," she said, "anything you want but please leave the gun there."
"Why no, dear," he smiled, "that makes it far more interesting, doesn't it?"
"Not for me," she said, her voice quivering.
"But think of me and my pleasure."
"That's all you ever think of," she said quietly.
"No," he said, "that isn't all I think about at all. Now, you just relax and we'll have a real good time."
"Yes," she said.
The giant-sized tool was coming still closer to her and she was afraid.
"I've got two guns," he smiled, as he reached for his penis with one hand and the gun with the other.
Now he was over her.
"I think it would be nice," he said, "if you would lick Uncle Frank's ass."
"Oh, Uncle Frank," she pleaded, "do I have to?"
"Well, that depends," he said, "it depends on whether you want to please me or not. Of course, it you don't want to please me there will be consequences."
"Consequences?" she asked.
"I'm afraid so," he said, "I see no other way."
"Bastard," she said, "you bastard."
He was nervous and shaking now and so was she. It was obvious to him that she would give him what he wanted. He straddled her and moved his ass right over her face.
"Let me just lick your ass-cheeks," she begged, "not the other."
"Well, compromise is possible. I suppose honey, that if you do a good job of nibbling and licking on my ass-cheeks that will be enough."
"Oh, Uncle Frank," she panted, "I can't thank you enough."
It was clearly evident to her what the score was.
"You know," he said, "you are a very strange person."
"Am I," she demanded.
"Yes, baby, you certainly are."
"Why?" she asked hoping to continue the conversation and get out of the licking.
"Because," he said, "you were forcing me to get rough."
"Oh, I'll lick your ass-cheeks," she said eagerly. Reaching up she grasped his ass that he shoved down.
"That's it, honey," he said, "cooperate, compromise."
Now he was enjoying it. Every second was more pleasurable.
"Oh, baby," he panted, "that feels so good."
They were really enjoying themselves.
"Oh, I really love that. Yes, baby lick Uncle Frank's ass. What a lovely girl."
When she had finished that he said, "Now I'm going to point my penis right at your mouth. But I'm not going to give it to you. I'm going to make you beg for it."
"What do I have to say?" she asked.
"Well, what would you say if you wanted it?"
"Give me your cock," she said softly.
"That's not begging for it," he said, reaching for his gun.
"Oh, I want it," she said, her voice quivering.
"But you don't want it bad enough," he insisted. "I'm tired of balling those tramps that eat a salami sandwich while they're balling."
"I'm not like that, don't call me one of those."
"Now, honey, I caught you in here with a young man. I'm sure you don't give a damn about it. You were just having a little affair. Using sex as a toy. That's not right, do you think?"
"Stop it Uncle Frank," she pleaded.
"Don't you tell me to do anything," he growled, and his nervous trigger finger frightened her again.
"Alright," she said putting on a good act. "I love that big cock of yours, I want it. I want to get it down my throat. Give it to me, Uncle Frank."
"Louder, honey," he smiled excitedly. She saw that his penis was becoming more erect by the second. "Give me your cock!"
"That's nice," he said, "I like the sound of that."
"Yes," she said, "nice to you but it's awful to
VMM " me.
"Baby," he smiled, "you're beautiful." The pleasure was building now every moment. Now he rode it into her mouth with sudden hard jabs.
"That's the way I like it," he smiled. "Take it all the way. Let's have a good throat fuck."
He slammed it down her throat and she gripped his hips the way he wanted her to.
"Tighter on the ass," he told her, "use your fingers, claw me."
She clawed his ass and he asked for more.
"Oh, ah, yes, little sweetheart, you love me. You do love me more than him, don't you baby. You can't love a dead man, can you honey?"
Every second the pleasure was becoming more intense.
"Oh, love me, baby," he panted, "oh, yes, yes, yes!"
The fantastic pleasure she was feeling was almost killing her.
"Yes, baby, yes, that's the way."
It was strange and she felt guilty but the heat of this fantastic passion that her Uncle Frank was generating was getting to her and she was eager for him to explode in her mouth.
"You're going to get it now, baby," he said. "Oh, my balls are loaded. You'll love it, Susie."
Susan went to town on it, licking the shaft or his head. She would move alternately up and down his shaft as her lips encased it.
"Oh, baby, this is the best you've ever done it. Why did you have to do it with anyone else? Why, why ? If only it could have been you and me. We could have gone on for years. Oh, honey, do it!"
She was quietly crying now and he saw the tears coming down her cheeks as she did him.
"Those are tears of joy, aren't they honey? Yes, baby, you like it don't you."
He was lunging forward now and her hands were still massaging his smooth ass-cheeks. The flexing buttocks didn't stop for a second.
"Oh, ah, yes, now we're going. That's the way."
The sensations that were flooding her being were creating the trembling sensations that he liked.
"Oh, lover," he panted, "that's the way to do it."
All at once the penis exploded and the hot juice spurted into her mouth. He insisted that she swallow.
"It's my hot sperm," he told her, "thick and delicious sperm. Swallow it."
He was speaking in a rhythmic cadence.
She loved it. The pacing was better every second.
"Oh, you like me don't you?" he panted. He felt relieved, satisfied and complete. "Oh, sweetheart, you were beautiful." There was no doubt about it the two of them could really ball.
Slowly, he withdrew.
"Now sweetheart," he said, "I just want to look at you."
She nodded and wiped the tears from the corner of her eyes.
"Was it delicious?" he grinned strangely. She nodded.
"Answer me," he said roughly.
"It was delicious," she said.
"You like my sperm?" he insisted on asking.
"Yes," she said.
"Good," he said, "I'm glad that you did." There wasn't a least trace of a doubt in his mind about how good she was doing her thing. Now he had some ideas.
"There are all sort of things we could do. Let's pretend we're animals. Let's have an animal fuck."
"What are you talking about Uncle Frank," she said, her voice quivering.
"Haven't you heard about people fucking like animals?"
"No I haven't," she said, "what are you talking about?"
"Well, it's fun to crawl around on the floor. Now we'll do it like the animal. You are the female. I am the male. I will try and grab you and get you down there and fuck you. It's fun."
"Yes," she said, "It sounds like a lot of fun."
He got on the floor and insisted that she do the same. He refused to put the gun away. She wanted to get to that gun and use it on him.
"Now, honey," he insisted, "you get down here and I'll show you what licking is like."
She got on the floor and the more she thought about that gun the more she thought about using it.
"Now, baby," he told her, "start crawling."
As she crawled all she could think about was the gun and blasting his head off with it.
As he rammed his cock in with rapid thrusts he held the gun at her back.
"Can't you put that gun away," she insisted.
"If I didn't have that pointing at you, you might not do it with me, baby. It's my power. You were doing it with Randy."
"Don't mention him," she said.
"Now fuck, baby, fuck!"
He was ramming in there hard and she was twisting her hips.
"Good baby," he said, "that is how I like it. All the way, baby."
The passion was building and every second he was getting hotter as the hard thrusts went in there.
"Oh, fuck, fuck it, baby."
Every sensation was building.
"Hang in there, honey, that's the way we do it. Oh, ah, yes, baby, yes. That's the way!"
She was going to flip out in a moment or two. No doubt about it they were both enjoying it.
She twisted her tail some more. Now he was ramming it so hard it hurt but he wanted it harder.
"Bend way over, you've got it. That's the way." For a second he dropped the gun. He reached for her breasts and gripped them. He pinched the nipples so hard it made her scream in pain.
"Stop it, Uncle Frank, you're hurting me."
"Is that right?" he asked innocently.
"You know damn well, it's right," she said.
"How do you like it when I ram it in there?"
He was thrusting with harder pace and force than ever before.
"I want to hear you beg for it baby, beg, beg."
"Fuck it Uncle Frank, fuck it! Oh, Uncle Frank."
"Don't whimper honey, I would hate to be mean to you."
As he said that he pinched her nipples harder.
"Oh, fuck me, fuck, fuck!"
She was enjoying it now as she never thought she could.
"Oh, ah, yes, yes, faster baby, faster!"
Suddenly she felt it surging into her.
"I'm juicing, baby, I made it. Oh, ah, yes, lover I made it!"
He was very proud of himself now.
"Oh," he panted, "that was wild."
As he withdrew his penis, she saw him dripping.
"That was a big load, honey," he said, "real big."
He still had his gun.
"Uncle Frank," she said, "why don't you let me go."
"Honey," he said, "I don't dare let you go. I have to keep my eye on you."
He went into the bathroom to urinate. When he went into the bathroom, she made her move. She raced for the door and went down the hall. Seconds later he was following. He shot twice and narrowly missed her. She fumbled with the front door. After fumbling with the chain lock a second, she got out. However, he didn't follow her out of the house. A man going by saw her.
"What is the world coming to," he demanded, "nude people running around the streets."
Sobbing hysterically she knocked at the neighbors' door.
"What's wrong," the neighbor said, "have you gone berserk?"
"Help me," she panted, "help me!"
When the neighbor realized that she was obviously fearful and distraught, she decided that she hadn't listened.
"Uncle Frank," she said, "he's gone mad. He killed my boyfriend."
"I'll give you a towel," her husband said quickly.
He got the towel and she covered herself and phoned the police.
"Get over here right away," she said. "4122 Parker Lane."
"What is it," the man asked monotonously.
"My uncle," she said, "he killed my lover. He did. Get him."
Seconds later the policemen were there. They didn't use their sirens as they didn't want to alert him. As they entered the house, they found they couldn't get in. It was locked. They forced the door down and then they heard a shot. Rushing upstairs, they found Frank lying there with his brains blown out. Quickly they tried to help him but it was too late. Racing into the next room, they found the dead boy. She stood there watching as they took them out.
"Oh, God," she said, "why? Why?"
The neighbor lady consoled her.
"Dear," she said, "come back to my place. You shouldn't look at this."
Tightening the robe around her that the neighbor lady had given her, she brushed her hair aside and went back into the house and asked if she could make a long distance phone call to her mother.
"Of course, dear," she said.
"I'll charge it to my number," she said.
"No dear," she said, "you charge it to our phone."
She dialed and got her mother on the line.
"Mother," she said and then she began sobbing.
"What is it, Susan," her mother asked.
"Oh, mom," she sobbed, "Uncle Frank killed my boyfriend."
"What," her mother said in disbelief.
"And then he killed himself," she said.
"Oh, honey," she said, "I knew that you shouldn't have gone there. It was wrong."
She quietly said, "I guess he thought he was doing the right thing mom."
"He was flipped out," she said.
She listened to her mother a moment or two longer and then she said, "I can't talk anymore now. I'll call you later."
She hung up, proud that at least she had kept Uncle Frank's secret, secret.