I'm Not Really Your Uncle... Pt. 02

After your little performance which ended with me slipping my finger in to your tight wet young cunt, no matter where the conversation with your father went, I couldn't help thinking back to what had happened, how strong you had sounded, would you really have screamed if I hadn't have touched you..? What were your intentions, you'd said you'd been thinking about me for years.. So many things kept going through my mind. I was outside for the rest of the afternoon but you did not return, my eyes kept looking to the back door but I couldn't work out if I was dreading your return or hoping for it.

The afternoon drew to a close and I went up to get changed and showered ready for dinner. I was a little worried what you might have planned and locked the door to my room whilst sorting my stuff out, when nothing happened I felt uneasy at the feeling of disappointment. I went to the bathroom and turned on the shower; I stood there naked running my hand under the water waiting for the temperature to settle. I glanced over at the mirror and looked at myself, what did a beautiful 18 year old girl in the prime of her youth want with a middle aged man. I ran my fingers through my chest hair and down towards my stomach. I looked at my cock that was slowly rising up, my fingers instinctively sort its growing girth and squeezed. I closed my eyes and fantasied what it would feel like to have your fingers on my cock, I wondered if you'd ever wanked a guy before.... Perhaps a boy your own age... what about a man..? I got in to the shower and my mind wandered to all the times you must have stood here naked, the powerful jets of water exploring your lithe firm body. My hand continued to massage my now rock hard cock. I reached for the shower gel and squeezed it in to my palm, with its lubrication my fingers glided effortlessly over my manhood, stroking myself harder and faster, closing my eyes imagining it was you stroking me. My mind picturing you naked masturbating in this very spot.

I was brought back to earth with a sharp knock at the door.

"You going to be long in there Michael..? Dinner in 20 minutes and other people need the shower," The voice of my good friend brought me back to earth with a gut wrenching reality check. I was disgusted at myself for having such thoughts about a young girl who this morning I thought of as a niece, I decided I really needed to keep my distance. I jump out the shower grab a towel and head back to my room. As I exit you greet me and stand blocking my way, apparently waiting patiently for the bathroom, towel wrapped around your naked body.

"Umm, excuse me Laura..." I say with a slightly timid tone a little scared of what is going to happen. You just stand there not moving, just staring into my eyes.

"Are you going to let me get past," I sound a little pathetic, I'd been fantasising about you only minutes early, your naked body, you masturbating in the shower, you wanking my cock. My mind was a mess, I was trying so hard to keep the image of your naked body out of my mind. Which becomes all the more harder as you just let the towel drop, as it falls to your feet I don't know where to look. I look over your shoulder.

"Excuse me Laura, I need to get past."

"Look at me, Michael, look at me. Don't you want to look at me..?" You are talking in the sexiest hushed tones. I can feel my cock growing again, I hoped you didn't notice. You raise your hands and cup your breasts, squeezing them together, I try to resist, but am helpless to the lust building within me, I just can't help but look, my eyes once settled on your perfect bosom were stuck, my cock now back to full stiffness.

"Do you know what I've been doing all afternoon...." There is silence.., though my mind races. "I've been stuffing my fingers in my pussy, imagining they were yours, remembering how it had felt."

"Wait stop... you are a little girl, I wasn't, I mean you are just little Laura..."

"Were you thinking that when you slipped your finger in my pussy this afternoon, I didn't even ask you to do that..." I bow my head in shame... I try to push past you, I need to be anywhere than here, but you raise your arms and stop me, pushing your naked body up against mine, causing me to step back in to the bathroom.

You react with a sharp intake of breath and yelp of glee, following me in and shutting the door behind you.

"Oh my god, Michael... Is that..." You stand there naked and with a huge smile on your pretty face. I have no where to go, you try and grab my towel and I try and stop you, but you are naked and the only way would be to forcefully stop you. You get a hold of the towel and pull, my cock set free it bounces up firm and proud. I turn away trying to cover it up, but your hands are everywhere, trying to pull me around to see. I know your parents are close by so can't make too much noise, shit... what the fuck was I going to do.

"Please Laura.. please let me leave, what will happen if your parents catch me, this can't happen!" I try to sound responsible and firm but you aren't buying it.

"Wank your cock.. look at my naked body and show me how much you fancy me. Your cock tells me that already. Show me!" You pause a moment then add a soft "Please.." You implore me with sexy pouting lips and big beautiful eyes, I'd never been able to say no to you as a little girl, what chance did I have now. My rock hard penis points directly at you as I turn, you look with wide eyes and open mouth.

"Oh my god... I love your cock, can I touch it...?" You look like a little girl at Christmas who has just got the present she has wanted all year. I stand there staring at you, still in shock. I'm frozen, as your fingers reach towards me. I need to move, I need to be anywhere but here, I start to push past you but just as I do there is a knock on the door.

"Michael, I think Laura wants to use the bathroom, dinner in 10 minutes if you can hurry up". There is silence for a second...

I begin to speak. "Right.. Ok I'll be...." but you take the opportunity to grab for my cock, gripping it firmly and sinking to your knees. I am stunned in to silence and know I can't give the game away. I try to complete the sentence...

"OK, I'll just be 2 minutes." As I speak your mouth darts quickly and I feel your wet lips close around me and you lightly sink your teeth into my tender flesh.

"Arghhh..." an involuntary noise of shock and surprise causes concern from outside. I look down at you, you're looking up at me with your innocent eyes and naked body, your fingers wrapped tightly around my hard shaft and my swollen head in your mouth, lightly gripped by your teeth. I glare at you and whisper firmly for you to stop, as much as you can you smile and squeeze harder with your fingers..

"Sorry... are you ok in there...?"... I know I need to get rid of your dad or this wasn't going to end well. I look down at your hold on me and you let up with your teeth but start to firmly suck and bob your head, my cock disappearing into you...

"SPIDER.... It was just a spider" I manage to splutter... a laugh and insult comes from outside and footsteps go down the stairs.

I look down at you, wanking my cock, taking my penis deeper in to your little mouth, your naked body knelt at my feet. Fucking hell that felt good, my mind spinning my cock begging me not to stop you. I reach my hands down and place them on the back of your head, my rock hard penis takes control and with a frightening lust I thrust deep into your mouth.

"You want my cock do you, you filthy little slut? If you want to take me, take me like a woman and do it right." I force my cock deeper into your mouth, my leg muscles tighten as I fuck your face, thrusting my cock with long firm strokes, you don't object but just let me take control. My cock forces to the back of your throat, causing you to cough and splutter, then I withdraw letting you breathe. You look at me with pure love and lust, spit all over your chin, you wipe your mouth and grab my cock, wanking me hard and fast. I forcefully glide in and out of your mouth again, my mind no longer in control, wanting your lips to suckle me, to cum all over your sweet pretty face. I'm an animal full of desire, I want you, need you, I reach and grab your tit, squeezing it hard as I continue to force my cock in to your mouth. You kneel there and just give yourself to me, my puppet, my dirty little princess, just soaking up all the lust and passion I can give you. One of your hands goes between your legs, the other squeezes the breast that I'm not mauling.

I'm so close to cumming, I put one hand behind your head holding you still, with the other I wank myself furiously, faster and faster, cum welling up in my tightening balls.

"Yeah... you want it baby, you want it... Urggh...." I grunt as the first thick jet of cum shoots down your throat, the second pastes your face, a third is greeted with your eager sweet tongue, a 4th and 5th all over you, in your mouth, your eyes and nose, you look like a real little slut. With each firm stroke I let out a low moan and my urge dissipates, you collapse back.

I stand there limp cock in hand, an 18 year old girl covered in my spunk and licking her lips... Shit... what had taken over me, I grab my towel and with great embarrassment leave you used and soiled with my seed, discarded on the bathroom floor like a common whore.

I sit in my bedroom looking at my limp but still fat and glistening cock. I closed my eyes and pictured what had just happened, I could not believe I'd just fucked the face of little Laura. Each time I close my eyes all I can see are your beautiful big eyes looking up at me, your succulent lips wrapped around my cock. I just couldn't believe what I had just done, I felt sick but also excited. I glanced over at the clock, I really needed to get ready for dinner or somebody was going to come back up and start seeing where I'd got to!

A few minutes later I'm being grilled as to how late I was and being seated at the table with a glass of wine and a promise of a sumptuous feast. I'm quite pleased that you are not there, but also know that the empty setting next to me can only be for you. Perhaps you will excuse yourself, surely now you have realised your mistake, the way you offered yourself to me, the way I used you and came all over you, surely that made you realise that it was wrong and what a fool you'd made of yourself. As my mind once more drifted to the sight of my cock being forced in to your mouth I realise that I'm missing the conversation and try to focus on events in front of me.

You walk in and I almost fall off my chair.

"Oh sweetie, you do look beautiful, it is nice to see you dress up for dinner, isn't that the dress we brought for your 18th birthday party?"

"Yes Mummy, it is.... Do you like it Uncle Michael.?" You look at me with your innocent eyes and head bowed slightly, the words leave your mouth so sweetly, like a lullaby from the mouth of angel.

"Yes, Yes Laura, you look most delightful.." I glance over at your father and can see he is not so delighted.

"I'm not so sure... I think it is a little bit old for you" Your dad's views are greeted with disapproval from your mother who tries to tell him that his little girl is growing up and that he can't keep her as his little princess forever.

"Maybe not, but I saw the way those boys were looking at you at your birthday party. What do you think Michael?" I was uncomfortable with the conversation considering I had my cock stuffed down the back of his little princess' throat and plastered her pretty face with my spunk not 15 minutes earlier. I'm not sure how long the delay was as my mind drifted off but it was long enough for my opinion to be requested a second time.

As I began to answer I suddenly felt your hand alight on my thigh and very quickly move North.

"Umm, well... yes she is growing up, I guess, you are going to have to get used to men looking at your little girl sooner or later.." I was uneasy by my reply, surely he wouldn't think I'd been looking at you in that way.

Your hand is now on my cock, my very hard cock, I'm completely fucked.... I'm really not sure what to do, do I want to do anything?

Your dad laughs and says he is hoping for later rather than sooner and thankfully the conversation moves on.

Your hand does not though, I'm stuck, my old friend and your father opposite me, a beautiful horny 18 year old girl next to me. What ever options I may have had quickly become reduced as you'd managed to unzip me and take my cock out of my pants. My hands on the table all I can think to do is put my napkin on my lap, covering up your nimble fingers as for the second time today they loving close around my penis. You do not let on that anything is untoward, conversation goes around and your grip does not loosen, slowly pulling and squeezing me back and forth, your thumb massaging my head. Several glances are shared between us, you smile coyly and I try to look like everything is normal. On more than one occasion my mind wandered to reaching my hand over and touching you. Remembering how wet you had been out in the garden, I knew your tight little cunt must be dripping wet now. I so wanted to feel your pretty little pussy.

Starter and dinner comes and goes, my cock and balls having been played with, wanked and rubbed for the best part of an hour, you never pushed it too far but keep me on the edge. Your mum suddenly requests your dad to help her with something in the kitchen and we are all alone.

"Touch me now... finger me, I know you want to, please stick your finger inside me like you did in the garden." Your tone is hushed, almost liquid, half begging half demanding my attention, you don't stop there though. "You loved fucking my face, I saw it in your eyes, you couldn't stop yourself, no matter how hard you tried. I know you want me and I know that by the time you leave you are going to fuck me, why pretend otherwise?"

I've had enough, this teasing, the guilt, the worry. I slide my hand under the table and find your legs spread wide, I soon find you are wearing nothing under your pretty little dress. My fingers plunder your soaking swollen folds, you are so deliciously wet, you raise your bottom to allow me easier access to your eager twat. My middle finger glides so easily inside you, you reach your hand down and place it upon mine. You hold me there and grind yourself against me, your other hand working my cock faster and faster. Having been edged for so long this rapid wanking quickly has me on the edge of cumming. I start to grunt and moan, you pull my hand tight on to you, forcing me to finger you deeper.

"FUCK ME MICHAEL" your words are stern, angry, demanding, I can't say no. I slide a second finger inside you and start to bang your tight little cunt, there is a wet slapping sound from under the table, your arse slips and slides in the puddle you have formed on the wooden chair as you push in to me, your dress soaking. You ride my skilled fingers harder and faster as I cram your little cunt, my palm banging against your swollen clit. For the second time your nimble fingers bring me to orgasm, you pant and grind against my hand as my spunk explodes, coating the underside of the table.

My sleeve is soaked with your juices as your orgasm causes you to shake and shudder on my hand, I have touched, felt and filled every part of your sweet youth. We are clearly flustered as your parents return, luckily they are too concerned with the sweets they are carrying to see that I have my fingers deep in the sweet pussy of their little girl. You are red and sweating like a fever had broke, shit.... what the fuck would they say if they knew. I think quickly, my glass of water has suddenly been spilt, all over the table, all over your pretty dress and lap. You jump up flustered and cussing... well you would.

"LAURA!" Your dad chastises you for such language at the dinner table, your mum tells him to calm down. Suddenly everybody is fussing, I'm apologizing and managing to put my cock back in my pants as the attention is turned to you. You look at me, you of course knew what I had done.

"Not to worry Uncle Michael, accidents will happen. I'd better go and change, I've had my fill anyway, perhaps I'll get my dessert later"... As you say those last words you subtly throw me a look, I have a feeling you have a very different kind of dessert in mind.