Chapter 2
Two days later, Uncle Robert arrived. He timed it perfectly.
I had not seen him for over a year even though he only lived about 100 miles away with his wife and their daughter, Sara. At my high school graduation party, he had been very attentive toward me, telling me how much I resembled my mother. Now, I understood his interest.
The interest had not been one-sided, however, especially after I'd watched him with his wife. All through my college years, I'd fantasized about my Uncle Robert while masturbating. Sometimes, when I was with another man, the image of him eating my aunt's pussy filled my mind. A year earlier, when they had visited us, Sara and I explored each other freely. As my cousin licked my pussy, I pretended it was Uncle Robert.
I wanted him almost as badly as I wanted my father!
My last class of the day was over just before noon and I hurried home to change clothes, eat lunch and go to work at the ad agency.
Uncle Robert pulled into the driveway while I was still changing clothes. Wearing only my bra and panties, I stood at the bedroom window and watched him climb out of the car. He looked even better than the last time I'd seen him, fit and trim. His hair was longer than usual, but it looked good on him. His jeans were a perfect fit.
Grabbing a robe, I wrapped it around me and ran down the stairs. I opened the door before he could knock and stood there grinning at him.
"Donna!" he said, giving me a bear hug that lifted me off the floor. Then he swung me around a few times and set me down.
My robe had fallen open and I pulled it together quickly. Uncle Robert busied himself with his luggage, pretending not to notice.
"I just came home from school to change clothes and eat lunch," I explained as I closed the door behind him. "Have you eaten?"
He shook his head.
"Good. Sandwiches okay?"
"Sure," he answered as he followed me into the kitchen.
We talked and laughed while I prepared our lunch. Sitting across the counter from each other, we ate. I listened to his story about the divorce and tried to ignore the growing ache between my legs. That was almost impossible. Looking into those blue eyes, listening to his deep voice and inhaling his spicy cologne was enough to drive any woman crazy.
"So it was a mutual decision," I finally said.
"Yeah. We just grew apart. No hard feelings."
"Good. I wouldn't want you to get hurt," I said, and gave his hand a squeeze. Sparks of desire flew up my arm. My nipples grew stiff against the cups of my bra and I squeezed my thighs together tightly. He held onto my fingers.
"How is Sara?" I asked, trying to keep my voice steady. As badly as I wanted him, I had to change the subject.
"She's fine. She sends her love."
"Maybe she'll come to visit soon."
"I hope so," he said. He was still holding my hand.
"Uncle Robert, I have to get ready for work," I explained, easing my hand out of his reluctantly.
"Sorry," he said. "I've been living in a hotel room for the past few months. It gets pretty lonesome."
Did that mean horny?
"Well, you won't get lonesome here," I assured him as I stood up and cleared our dishes away. "There's always something going on."
My robe had fallen open again and, this time, he made no effort to turn away. I stood there in the kitchen trembling, unable to even pull the robe closed again.
"You're a beautiful young woman, Donna," he said, admiring me openly.
The lust was obvious in his eyes. It only added fuel to the fire burning between my legs. Maybe it had been there all along, but I'd been so busy trying to ignore my own feelings that I didn't see it.
"I'll bet all the guys at school are after you," he said. He still had not taken his eyes off of me.
I shook my head and swallowed hard before I could talk. Even then, my voice came out as a little squeak. "Not really. I prefer older men."
"Why?"
"They know how to.. .they're more experienced," I stammered.
Uncle Robert didn't say anything for a few minutes and then he licked his lips. 'Take it off, Donna. Take it off for me."
As if in a trance, I opened my robe all the way and let it slide off my shoulders and down my arms. It landed silently on the floor at my feet. Now I was standing before my uncle wearing nothing but a white lace bra and matching panties. The panties were skimpy, held in place on both sides by a tiny, satin bow.
His quick intake of breath and the way he licked his lips told me he liked what he saw.
"Would you like to see more?" I asked as heat spread through me quickly.
He nodded and adjusted the growing bulge in his jeans.
With a little smile, I unhooked my bra. I held the cups in place as I pulled the straps down off my shoulders. Finally, I removed it completely. My nipples grew stiff as the cool air of the house caressed them. Or was it because my uncle's eyes were devouring me?
"Jesus!" he hissed.
I caressed my breasts lovingly and slid my hands down my flat stomach. Unable to stop myself, I squeezed my pussy hard. Then I turned around and pulled my panties tight across my backside, giving him a good look at that. I glanced at him over my shoulder. "Should I take off my panties, too?" I asked with a little pout.
"Please," he whispered. Again, he adjusted the crotch of his jeans.
Turning to face him again, I untied one of the bows at my side. The flimsy material fell away slightly and he caught a glimpse of my bush.
"My panties are wet," I confessed. "It makes me really hot for you to see me like this."
"I'm feeling the heat, too, baby," he said and shook his head. His hand was at his bulging basket again.
"Do you want to untie this one?" I asked, knowing that once he got this close, there would be no turning back.
He swallowed hard and took a step toward me. Then, suddenly, he was on his knees at my side. I shivered as his hot breath caressed my outer thigh and hip, and watched as he used his teeth to tug on the ribbon. The little bow came apart and my panties fell to the floor.
"Damn, what a beautiful pussy," he moaned.
Stepping away from him, I turned around again, bent over and touched the floor. Spreading my legs wide, I reached between my legs and used my fingers to spread myself even wider. He groaned when I pushed a finger inside of my twat and pulled it out, glistening wet. Then I stood up, turned to face him and licked my finger clean.
He stood there staring, his eyes glazed with lust.
"Touch it," I urged, feeling a strange sense of power. "Run your fingers through my hairs."
Uncle Robert did so willingly.
"Smell it," I instructed, parting my sticky wet thighs slightly.
Again, he did as he was told, running his nose through my damp, tangled bush. His hot breath caressed my body again, only this time, it was in a much more appropriate and stimulating place. I shivered.
"You smell so good, Donna," he told me. He was running his hands up and down my thighs, inching closer to my overflowing pussy with every moment.
"Taste it," I ordered, my voice trembling with desire. My legs were shaking, too. "Taste my sweet pussy."
With a sudden movement, my uncle picked me up and lifted me onto the counter. The ceramic tile of the countertop was cool against the feverish flesh of my ass, but I didn't have long to think about that. I sank back onto my elbows, spread my legs wide and thrust my pussy at my uncle's handsome face.
"Eat it."
With a low groan, he buried his face between my legs. His tongue was as fabulous as I imagined it would be. It seemed to be everywhere at once, darting here and there. He hit every sensitive spot at just the right time. He tickled my clit. He teased my pussy and he rimmed my ass-hole. Soon, I was moaning softly, finding it almost impossible to sit still.
"God, you taste like your.. .like heaven," he breathed as he took some time out to lick my thighs.
"Just make me cum," I grunted. Placing a hand on his head, I guided it back to my pussy. "I need to cum."
Uncle Robert had been working the point of his tongue in a little circle just inside of my pussy. Now, he slid his hands up under my ass and literally pulled me onto his thick, oral muscle. He worked it in and out rhythmically, bumping my clit with his nose. My orgasm built, subsided and built again, growing more intense with each passing moment. My passionate groans mingled with the wet sounds coming from between my legs.
Finally, he inched a finger into my ass-hole.
"Give me another one," I grunted.
He pushed a second finger into my tight channel and shoved them both in past the second knuckle.
I flew off into orbit, howling with release as my ass bounced all over the counter.
When I opened my eyes, he was licking my swollen pussy lips gently. His face was shiny wet and covered with curly blonde hairs. My juices dripped off his chin. I pulled his face to mine and we kissed deeply.
"You're going to fuck your niece now, Uncle Robert," I told him as I slid off the counter to stand on the floor again. Reaching between us, I traced around his big prick with my fingertips and then squeezed him.
"Yes, ma'am," he replied.
I stood there watching as he unzipped his pants and slid them down his thighs. His shorts followed and his prick leaped into my hands like an eager puppy.
"Is it big enough?" he asked.
"Yes," I answered, sounding more in control of myself than I felt. With my uncle's hard, hot muscle throbbing against my fingers for the very first time, all I wanted to do was jump on top of him and ride to heaven.
I spent the next few minutes stroking him, listening to his throaty moans of pleasure, loving the way he humped my hands. He was bigger than I remembered from watching him with his wife. My fingers barely reached around his shaft and he had to be ten inches long. Pre-cum oozed from the head of his prick and I smeared that into his fleshy sword.
"I can't wait much longer," he moaned, easing himself out of my hands.
"Me either," I whispered.
Uncle Robert and I spotted the chair at my mother's little writing table at the same time. He backed toward it and I followed, hanging onto his cock with both hands. My wet thighs slid together easily with every step I took.
He sat down and reached for me. As I straddled his lap, he leaned forward and sucked one of my nipples into his hot mouth. At the same time, he primed my pussy with two thick fingers. I groaned and my pussy hugged the welcome intruders.
"This is going to be so fucking good," he breathed as he transferred the wetness onto his cockhead. And then his hands were on my ass, pulling me down onto him.
I held his cock steady by the base and lowered myself until just the end of his dick was tucked between my lips. Then I used my strong muscles to squeeze and stroke him teasingly.
"Yeah, this is going to be good," he repeated, squeezing my ass with both hands. His mouth returned to my nipple. He teased it to an even stiffer point with his tongue and then licked his way over to the other one. That received the same treatment. I could probably have cum from that alone!
My first instinct was to take his full length inside of me and start riding right away. I was sure he was feeling the same way, longing to ram himself to the hilt and start fucking. Yet, something told me to take it slow and easy.. .this time!
I sank a bit lower, allowing him to slide in another few inches. Then I squeezed him some more, really sucking on him with my pussy. He moaned and closed his eyes as I lifted myself slightly and sat down again.
My itch had long ago turned into an ache and there was only one way to cure it. This time, I took more than half of his length inside of me. It stretched me painfully wide and the heat seemed to sear my inner flesh.
"I gotta have it all," I groaned, placing my hands on his broad shoulders. The muscles under his shirt felt like steel coils.
"Take it, baby. Take it all," he grunted.
Uncle Robert thrust upward. I pushed down at the same time. His cock filled me to capacity, reaching places I never knew existed. And, yes, he was scratching my itch just fine! The feelings rushing over me were so intense, I wanted this to last forever!
"Cum for me, Donna," Robert said, talking to me again, literally working my pussy up and down his rod. "I know you want to. I can feel that hot pussy squeezing my dick, sucking on it. Show me how you cum."
I suddenly realized my uncle was right. I did want to cum. I'd been teetering on the brink of orgasm from the moment he entered me.
"Rub my clit," I groaned.
He reached between us, found my slippery nub easily and massaged it with his fingers.
Finally, I let my instincts take over. I took him as deep as possible, worked my ass in a little circle and then I was cumming. Much needed release flooded over me in great, surging waves. I shuddered and my animal-like cries of pleasure filled the room.
The next thing I knew, the cock in my pussy swelled to gigantic proportions. While he roared, bucking upward uncontrollably, my uncle's hot scum filled my pussy to overflowing. That set me off again and I gyrated wildly on top of him, my pussy literally sucking him dry.
"That's only the beginning," he told me.
Still weak and trembling, he handled me like a rag doll. Lifting me off his lap, he turned me around. His hot load literally poured out of my cunt and ran down my legs. He pulled me back onto his lap again and I gasped when I realized his erection had returned full force.
"I hope you want some more of this," he said, his hot breath caressing my neck and ear. "I've got a lot more where that came from."
Strangely enough, I did want more of it and I had a feeling that was never going to change. I groaned as his hot rod filled my cunt again.
Uncle Robert placed a hand on either side of my waist, urging me to start moving. I did as he asked, taking him as deep as possible while his hands covered my breasts. He had a rough/gentle touch that nearly drove me crazy. Palming my nipples, he thrust upward into my hungry body.
"Damn, you're so tight," he grunted.
His words thrilled me almost as much as the thick shaft filling my cunt. I rode him faster.
"So tight and so fucking hot."
My fingers found my clit and I pinched it rhythmically.
"It feels like you're going to melt my dick." He nibbled on my shoulder blade and pinched my nipples at the same time.
My orgasm loomed nearby, threatening to overtake me any second. I closed my eyes and listened to our ragged breathing. The sound of our bodies slapping together reached my ears but it was the wet sound of his cock pistoning in and out of my pussy that sent me over the edge.
"Cumming!" I called out. "Uncle Robert, I'm cumming."
This orgasm was really several small climaxes that hit one after the other like a string of firecrackers. I jerked and bucked around on top of him like a puppet on a string. When I returned to reality. Uncle Robert was still hard, still embedded deep in my pussy.
"Did you like that?" he asked, his breath still coining in ragged gasps.
All I could do was nod as he caressed my sweaty body.
"I'd like to take you from behind," he whispered. "When you catch your breath."
In a few minutes, I stood up, pulling my pussy off him with a wet slurp. I moved to the closest bar stool and bent over it. Glancing back over my shoulder, I could see my uncle sitting there in the chair, stroking his wet cock slowly.
"Come and get it," I said, wiggling my naked ass at him.
He made a low sound in his throat, stood up and moved into position behind me. I felt his fingers first and gasped. Then the hot velvet head of his cock was pressed against my freshly fucked pussy. The little, wet mouth sucked at him hungrily and he gave me what I wanted in one smooth motion.
And then we were fucking again, our bodies working together like a well-oiled sex machine. He held onto my ass with both hands and rammed himself to the hilt time after time. I took everything he had and begged for more, my climax coming closer by the minute.
"Finger my ass," I grunted.
Uncle Robert's wet fingers slipped into my butt hole easily and he pumped them in and out to match his fucking rhythm.
"Don't stop! Don't stop!" I moaned, holding onto the bar stool as reality began slipping away.
Bellowing, my uncle exploded deep in my body for the second time that day. And that hot flood of scum triggered my orgasm. We rocked together for what seemed an eternity and then slowly, slowly returned to the real world. First, I heard a dog barking somewhere and then I realized that sunlight was flooding the spacious kitchen.
And then I heard a car pull into the driveway!