Chapter 2
The occasion for the reunion between Becky and Rob was their mother's funeral. Always sickly, Mrs. Coleman had held out a lot longer than anybody had ever expected her to. Still, she had survived so many medical crises in the past that her death contained a certain element of surprise.
To tie up the loose ends to her own satisfaction, Becky decided to pay a call on her uncle Vic. The lawyer in the family, he was handling all the arrangements for his deceased sister. Of course he'd be glad to see her, he told Becky when she phoned. In fact, he was just getting around to calling her.
Sitting on top of the most successful law practice in the county, Vic was a ruggedly handsome man who looked considerably younger than his fifty-some-odd years. As a girl Becky had had a sort of a crush on her good-looking uncle. And now, visiting him for the first time in years, she was surprised to see how attractive he still was.
"I'll get right to the point, Becky," Vic said to his niece, while she sat across his polished mahogany desk in his richly furnished office. "Your mother was not struggling to make ends meet as the rest of us always thought. I've been going over her affairs as the executor of the will and it turns out she left a considerable estate."
"How much?" Becky gulped before she realized how tacky it sounded.
"Well, no fortune, to be sure," Vic smoothly answered. "But, ah shall we say, a nice piece of change?"
Becky didn't know what to say next without sounding greedy.
Sensing her uneasiness, her uncle said, "No reason to be self-conscious about this, Becky. You've got to be realistic. Let me put it this way. As we say in the legal game, people die but money lives."
Becky shivered. All of a sudden she had a healthy dislike for her uncle.
"And unless I miss my guess, you're in for a nice chunk of it," Vic continued. "I'm sure you can use it. Last I heard, the ten years since you left home haven't exactly made you rich and famous."
Becky was visibly shaken by her uncle's blunt approach--and she suspected there was more to come.
"Ah, yes, I know more about you than you think I do, my dear. More, in fact, that you might think I ought to," Vic stated. Then added with a grin, "But it's a lawyer's business to find things out about people when money is involved and I'm very good at my business."
"Oh, really?" Becky muttered in a small voice.
"When you left town ten years ago," Vic said, "it was supposedly to seek your fame and fortune in New York, just like in the story books. But you found neither. Not in New York and not in the other places you've lived since then. Let's see-Boston, Chicago, Atlanta, a trip out to California, with a few stops in between. And you've just been scraping by in all of them."
"So what?" Becky answered defensively, squirming in her chair.
"Simple," Vic answered, leaning across the desk to underscore the point he was about to make. "You're a tramp, sweetheart. A cheap, little hustler."
He had smiled like a shark when he said it and when she'd heard it, Becky's breath had been taken away. Not because Vic was lying, but because he had her pegged exactly right!
"Are you calling me a whore?" she choked.
"Oh, I wouldn't be that harsh," Vic chuckled. "You haven't been out in the streets that I know of. Yet. It's just that you're the kind of gal who'll sleep with the right man for, uh, proper considerations--rent, clothes, on your back, food on the table. And right now you're between benefactors. Broke."
"I won't deny it," Becky sighed, looking down in shame.
"You really should've set your sights higher, my dear," Vic taunted. "Should've gone after a millionaire, or at least a politician, not these truck-drivers and beer-drinking hardhats who've been keeping you. Then you'd have come swirling in here in mink instead of with your hat in your hand."
"You brought up mom's money, not me," Becky protested.
"And now I'm going to tell you how you can make sure you get your fair share," Vic replied. "You see, your mother left me a considerable amount of leeway in dividing the inheritance. But, of course, if you're too proud to hear what I can do for you, just give me the word and we'll pretend this conversation never took place."
Becky hated herself, but the combination of her desperate financial condition and her curiosity was too much. Reluctantly she agreed to hear her uncle out.
"How does ten-thousand dollars sound to you?" Vic said with a smile. "It's yours, free and clear, if you and I can work out a few details."
"What do I have to do, Uncle Vic?" Becky sighed wearily.
Vic stood up behind his desk and unzipped his fly as casually as it could be done. "You can start by sucking my cock."
Becky practically gagged with disgust. But then her eyes opened wide when she saw her uncle was hung. Abruptly out of his pin-striped trousers, his jutting cock was the biggest one Becky had ever seen!
"You're not the first woman of your type that I've spent time with," Vic said, proudly displaying his enormous prick. "And they all tell me that I'm very generously endowed. Since I have to assume you're an expert, I'll ask you, my dear. Are they right?"
"Yes," Becky gulped, unable to take her eyes off this cock of cocks.
"Good. Considering your background, I respect your opinion of the subject," Vic stated. "Now, my dear, it's time for you to show me that you really are what I think you are."
He walked around the desk. When he put his hands on Becky's shoulders, it took only the slightest pressure to bring her to her knees before him. She took the swollen head of the giant cock in her mouth. The salty taste made her nostrils flare. Hesitating before she swallowed any more, she felt dizzy.
"I'm expecting my money's worth from you. That is, your mother's money's worth," Vic said down to her. "Which means I won't be satisfied unless you suck the whole thing."
He took a hold of Becky's head and bucked his crotch. His prick rammed into her throat, half of it in his niece's mouth now.
"You see?" Vic said, "I don't want just an ordinary blow-job. Money wouldn't have to change hands for that. My secretary gives them. But you, Becky, you I'm going to fuck in the mouth with every inch of cock I own. You're used to earning your keep and I intend to take advantage of the one talent you apparently have."
Becky felt like shit the way her uncle was talking to her. But that immense prick of his spoke even louder to her. She had never deep-throated a cock this big and might never get the chance again to prove she could do it.
To hell with the money, Becky thought. Right now all she could think about was taking every inch of this enormous hard-on straight down her throat. She'd have done it for free.
Vic didn't have to force-feed her again. She started gulping on her own, working her lips along the rest of the cock shaft bit by bit. And the more cock she ate, the more the saltiness turned to sweetness. By the time she was within a couple of inches of downing the whole thing, she could close her eyes and pretended she was sucking on candy.
Now Becky bore down to take those last two inches. They were the hardest--in more ways that one--and the sweetest. But, quickly, there they were in her mouth, as her lips wrapped around the root of her uncle's prick.
"Splendid!" Vic said, praising her effort. "I'm glad to see I didn't under estimate you, my dear. The way you suck a cock, you could've easily gotten yourself a congressman, or even a senator."
He cleared his throat.
"Of course," he added, "the real test is still to come. Sucking is one thing. However, actually being fucked in the mouth by a cock like mine is something else again. I ought to know. Several women who thought they could satisfy me this way have been forced to think again. And I needn't tell you, they didn't wind up with a cent for their discomfort."
Vic began rocking his hips. His thick, long prick began jerking, seeming to Becky as though it would rub the walls of her throat raw--or choke her to death.
But she never let up on the suction. Indeed, she increased it. And the pain she'd felt swiftly changed into a natural high. Pride undoubtedly had a lot to do with it. Pride that she was able to suck this mouth cock without backing off, strictly a woman's pride.
And it got even better. Becky started to imagine that she had another clit way down her throat and her uncle's massive cockhead was rubbing against it. The remarkable sensation was channeled straight to her cunt. Yes, she was going to come.
Climax she abruptly did. As her throat was fucked, her pussy spasmed and oozed as if it were the part of her body filled with all that cock.
However, Becky wasn't the only one with coming on her mind. She had sucked her uncle's prick as hard and deep as it could be sucked and now Vic was on the verge of paying the sweet price for her oral talents.
In everyday life he was a distinguished attorney. But when it got down to shooting his wad, Vic was more macho than the hardhats in Becky's past that he had previously scorned. With a violent surge, he forced his niece down to the floor and lay on top of her, grinding his crotch against her face. His huge cock pistoned in her throat, getting all the friction possible.
"Hope you're thirsty for cum, little girl!" he rasped. "Because here it is!"
His cock exploded. He came the way other men piss, not with spurts but with a single, continuous stream. Becky had never blown anyone, not even her brother Rob, who got off like this.
"Drink it, bitch, drink it!" Vic demanded. "Drink every drop of my cum or you can kiss your mother's money good-bye."
Her uncle's threat sailed over Becky's head. She didn't need it to prime her appetite for cum. She'd never sucked a cock yet that she hadn't been able to milk dry without losing a drop and she was determined that her record would remain intact, even with this monster unloading down her throat.
She gulped and gobbled the gushing jizz as thought her life depended on it. And if her life didn't, her self-respect certainly did. She was first, last and always a woman and when a woman sucks a cock, she sees it through to the end, which means swallowing every last drop when that cock comes in her mouth.
But there was so much jizz this time! It swelled her cheeks so her face felt like a balloon. Backing up in her nose, it made it impossible for her to breathe.
She didn't give in, though. And when her uncle's cock finally slowed to a dribble, she was home free. She could take her time now, savoring every creamy swallow of jizz rather than desperately bolting it down. It was so smooth.
The cum warmed her belly like hot coffee on a frosty morning and filled her up like a thick malted milk. As she drank it, she slowly released her uncle's spent prick. By the time she was finished, Vic's sucked meat was all the way out in the open, red and dripping.
"Little girl, that money's yours," Vic sighed. "You earned it. Damn if you didn't turn my old balls inside out! Hell, forget about ten thousand. I'll see that you get fifteen."
"Maybe money's not all I want," Becky purred.
"Name your price, honey and I'll see what I can do," Vic answered, beginning to stuff his limp prick and sagging nuts back in his pants.
"You can start by keeping your cock and balls right out there where I can see them," Becky said.
"What for?" Vic asked. "They're as old and tired as the rest of me now. No use to either of us."
"I'll be the judge of that," Becky replied confidently.
She was on her feet by this point. Unbuttoning her blouse, she began to strip.
Holding his hands up as though he were defending himself, Vic said, "I'm asking you nicely now, little girl. Don't start anything I can't finish."
"I want you to fuck me," Becky stated matter-of-factly, her blouse falling away to reveal her braless tits.
Staring at her stiff, red nipples, Vic stammered, "L-later. M-maybe tonight. Definitely later. But right now, I just can't... "
"Yes, now," Becky insisted evenly, dropping her hands to her skirt. "Fuck me now, Uncle Vic. I'm not leaving this office until I take your big, hard cock as deep in my pussy as it'll go. Right on that desk. That's all there is to it."
She unfastened her skirt and wiggled her hips so it slid down her thighs. Underneath she wore a frilly garter belt and stockings. Her tight panties were caught up in the crack of her pussy and drenched with fresh juice.
Then Becky pulled her panties even farther up her slit. Her pussy lips bulged in exposure, framed by puffs of curly brown hair.
"You're getting another hard-on, Uncle Vic," she crooned. "You can't help it. All that hot blood is rushing between your legs and nothing can stop it."
She massaged the ribbon of her panties in the groove of her cunt. Beads of female honey trickled down her inner thighs. Her cunt was so wet that it squished with every bit of movement.
"Get it up, old man," she ordered.
Vic took a deep breath, while his cock stirred as if it were being jerked by invisible wires. Then, when his balls rose in their sac, his cock rose too. Slowly but surely the skin pulled back over his cock head and his prick was up to half-mast.
"You can do better," Becky told him, advancing toward her uncle with a sexy bump and grind.
"Jesus!" was all Vic could say when she reached him.
She pressed her bare body belly to belly with him and rubbed her hairy pussy against his expanding cock and tightening nuts. She was nearly as tall as he was, so it was easy for her to push one of her big tits up into his face.
"Reach down and take off those pants," she ordered.
Vic did and his shorts came down too, expensive silk ones.
"Now get that coat off. The shirt and tie, too," Becky said. "I want you completely naked for me."
Vic obeyed. By the time he was stripped, his cock was like a pole between his niece's clutching thighs.
Rubbing her thighs against the throbbing column of cock meat, Becky murmured, "Feel good, Uncle Vic?"
He hornily nodded.
"It'll feel even better when your cock's in my cunt," Becky cooed. "Fucking me."
"Yes... yes," Vic gasped, sounding more like a teenager about to lose his cherry than a powerful attorney who had bought and sold the sexual favors of countless woman. "Got to fuck you if it's the last thing I do."
"Up on the desk with you, then," Becky directed.
She gave her uncle a push, lifting his ass onto the desktop. Then, stroking his graying hair, she gently guided him onto his back, stretching him out so his long cock fell like a log across his belly. Now climbing on the desk herself, Becky said. "Hope you don't mind if I do most of the work, Uncle Vic."
"Anything you say, little girl," Vic panted with lust.
"Good boy," Becky sighed.
She straddled her uncle, looking down on him with her crotch directly above his cock and balls. Then she took a hold of his prick, holding it straight up. She rubbed the blunt tip along the juicy groove of her cunt from her asshole to her clit until Vic's moistened cock head gleamed.
"Put it in," Vic all but pleaded. "Put my cock in your cunt now, Becky, so I can fuck you."
"What if I held out for more of mom's money?" Becky teased on the spur of the moment.
"You'd get it," Vic answered readily. "I'll go to twenty thousand. Just fuck me, fuck me."
"Shit, I'd fuck you for nothing," Becky laughed. "Even pay you to try out that big cock of yours in my pussy. It's the biggest cock I've ever seen!"
"The twenty thousand's still yours," Vic promised, just as his niece snagged the knob of his prick between the lips of her cunt.
Her hips began to drip and Vic's cock head entered her cunt. Even at this early point the fit was tight.
Becky eased down some more, taking several inches of her uncle's thick prick rod. His cock stretched the walls of her cunt as much as they were ever going to be stretched by any man.
"Mmmm," she sighed. "Your prick feels even bigger in my pussy than it looked on the outside."
She bore down harder. Over half of her uncle's cock was straight up her pussy now, its bulk at least as much as a fully hilted hard-on of normal size.
"Now comes the tough part," Becky said. "I still don't know for sure that I can take all this monster in my cunt. But, damn, am I gonna try!"
She strained, the muscles and bones and veins standing out on her crotch while she pushed down on Vic's standing prick. Her cunt was stubborn at first, but then something within her gave and with one last effort, Becky sat down on her uncle's upper thighs with his foot-long cock hilted in her lucky pussy!
"Fantastic!" she cried. "Fan-fucking-tastic!"
Then she began swiveling her hips, twisting Vic's buried prick inside her rippling cunt. Beneath her, Vic trembled and gasped from the exquisite friction generated by cock and pussy, his fingers and toes wriggling from the vibrations which spread throughout his entire body.
"What a fuck!" he rasped.
"And this is just the beginning," Becky answered. "I've got a whole bag of tricks for you, Uncle Vic."
Then she leaned forward just enough to dangle her big tits over her uncle's reddening face. Her plump, red nipples were like ripe berries just waiting to be tasted. Vic reached up for them with his tongue and sampled the sweetness. In turn, Becky bent down some more and treated him to a mouthful of tit so he could suck it just like a baby while they fucked.
Next Becky took a hold of one of her uncle's hands. She guided it to her squirming butt and slid it between the cheeks.
"I like a finger up my asshole while I'm getting sucked and fucked," she told her uncle Vic.
He penetrated her asshole at once, his middle finger as unusually long as his prick was. It probed far into Becky's tightest opening, reaching almost to the entrance of her bowels. She farted in response, then Vic began jerking his wrist, expertly finger-fucking her ass.
"Oh, you're good," Becky moaned. "A mouth on my tit... a finger up my ass... all that cock straight up my cunt... mmmmm, what more could a girl ask for from her favorite uncle?"
She climaxed on the spot. Her orgasmic cunt spasmed wildly, squeezing and tugging at his uncle's hilted prick.
"Coming so much!" she swooned. "Yes, do it to me, Uncle Vic. Really do it to me. What a trip it is fucking you!"
Vic had begun bucking his crotch now, thrusting his massive cock directly up his niece's narrow cunt. This made his prick seem even bigger to Becky. It was like being raped by a stallion!
"Jesus, you'll split me in two if you're not careful," Becky called to her uncle as his cock-surges bounced her up and down above him.
But she made no effort to slow him down. Indeed, now when Vic pushed upward, she bore down with all her might. When this happened his enormous hard-on was so far inside her that she choked as if the head were all the way up into her throat.
And, best of all, she kept on coming. The original orgasm had never stopped, just leaping from peak to peak. Becky couldn't remember ever climaxing this long and this much before, not even with her brother Rob.
"More! More! More!" she begged.
Vic was more than up to the task. Channeling all of his strength to his loins, he managed to lift his ass all the way off the desktop even with his niece sitting on top of him. Now Becky was swaying in the saddle of his raised crotch, joyously caught on the horn of his twelve-inch hard-on.
"This is it for me!" Vic blurted out. "Gonna come!"
It was music to Becky's ears. The only thing she craved more than her own climax was a cunt full of her uncle's scalding jizz.
By the time Vic's ass fell back down onto the desk, his huge prick was unloading with a torrent of cream. To make certain she milked him dry of every precious drop, Becky slid her bloating pussy up and down the spurting hole of his long hard-on.
"Come! Come! Come!" she urged him. "Shoot more cum in my cunt than you've ever shot before, Uncle Vic! More cum than my cunt can hold! I want it running down my legs by the time you're through!"
Climaxing like he was young enough to be his own son, Vic pumped blast after blast of jism into Becky's cunt while it moved up and down his gushing cock. Clinging to the root of his prick, his balls trembled from overwork, dredging up more cream than their owner ever knew he had in him.
Then, with a whooshing groan, it was over. His niece's cunt plunged down his prick one last time and the spurting stopped. Vic's balls dropped in their sac like lead weights and his hard-on was no more.
"That's it," he said simply. "I've had it, little girl."
"It was enough," Becky readily assured him. "More than enough. Thank you, Uncle Vic. Thanks for the best fuck of my life."