Uncle Bill
"You got a nice ass."
Those words bounced around my skull and made me tingle. Honestly, I was hoping for this. I knew the fishing trip most likely had some ulterior motives and unbeknownst to him or anyone else, I had prepared for it. Early that morning, about an hour before he picked me up, I had lifted the false bottom of my sock drawer and picked out the black lace panties. Pulling them on over my raging *********** hard on was a bit of a chore, but I managed to cinch them up nice and high, loving the feel of the t bar pushing against my still virgin hole. Sure I had a 5 inch vibe that I probed myself with regularly, but I craved feeling a hard cock sliding in deep and fucking me hard. There were a few guys at school who I fantasized about during those solo sessions, but it was my 48 year old uncle who I really wanted to be on the receiving end of.
He had begun dating my aunt a few year earlier, though I knew it was a relationship of convenience. She was a rather rotund woman and not all that attractive so I figured there probably wasn't much sexual activity going on. He was 6'2", probably a 175 lbs at best, but he had ropey, muscular arms with jailhouse tattoos. He kept his hair fairly short, but he wore a big biker mustache and tinted prescription glasses that made him look mysterious and even a bit sinister. To me, he was one of the sexiest men I had ever seen. He'd done time for armed robbery when he was younger and the member of biker gang. He'd left that life behind after his release, but he still looked the part and still rode his 66 panhead on warmer days. The rumble of that bike coming up our street would get my heart racing every time.
My palms were sweaty as I gripped my fishing pole tighter, unsure what to say. I had intentionally wore my tightest pair of jeans and a big sweater against the chill of that spring morning. I had been subtlety flirtatious like I always was; I wasn't out, but he had made some even more subtle comments before that made me think he already knew. The talk had been fairly small and during a lull, I had stretched, revealing my tight little ass. And that's when he said it.
I slowly turned around, looking a bit embarrased but surely more turned on.
"You really think so?", I said quietly.
"Fuckin' A! I spent 10 years in the pen, I know a nice, tight little ass when I see one!", he said with smile.
My heart was pounding. I didnt know what to say. I looked around the secluded wooded area we were at. It was just us. Now was the time.
"You wanna see more?", I asked a bit timidly.
"Do you want to show me more?" The smile still on his face and now a bit wider.
"Yeah I do... I got a suprise for you."
"I like suprises.", he said as he lit a cigarette and adjusted his big cock that was pushing hard against old jeans.
I smiled and turned back around. I first took off my big sweater, revealing a small black heavy metal t shirt that barely met my belt line. At 14, I was skinny but athletic, with barely any body hair. The hair on my head reached the middle of my back and was a thick, lush brown. I let it fall down my back and slightly waved it back and forth as I unbuttoned my fly, just like I'd seen all those girls in pornos do. I wiggled my little ass as I slowly pulled my jeans down, revealing the black lace.
"Ho-ly shit", I heard him practically moan. I then heard him stand up and walk toward me. I stayed facing forward as I felt his big rough hands began to rub my ass and reach around to grab my rock hard little cock. I could feel his pressing against my ass cheeks. He slowly turned me around.
"I knew you wanted some.", he said seductively and before I could respond in the affirmative, he locked his lips onto mine. I could taste the coffee and smoke on his mustache and swooned with overwhelming desire. He stopped kissing me, holding my head softly in his hands as he stared at me through his dark glasses. He then began to unbotton his pants, revealing no underwear, just an enormous engorged 9 inch cock. I was overcome. I wasn't even thinking. I just dropped to my knees and grabbed it. I looked up at him doey eyed,
"Can I suck it?"
He smiled, "You better!"
I slowly wrapped my lips around it. It was a lot to take in. I began to slowly jerk him off as I sucked. His moans were deep and grunted. I was so turned on I felt light headed.
Just as I really began to get into it, rubbing my little cock and moaning every time he'd grunt, he stopped me and stood me up.
"Have you ever been fucked?"
I told him about my little vibe but that I'd never felt a real cock before.
"Do you want to feel this?", he asked as he shook his monster at me. I didn't stop to think about what a cock that size would feel like, I just answered automatically,
"Please fuck me."
"Let's go up to the truck," he said, "there are blankets in the bed."
I can barely remember pulling up my jeans or the walk to his old S-10 pickup. The next thing I knew, I was on my back, laying on an old smelly red sleeping bag. He had gone to the cab and came back with a small tube of KY.
"Do you always have KY in your truck?" I asked with a laugh.
He grinned, "No, I bought it yesterday... I was kind of hoping..."
"Me too.", I interrupted.
He pulled off my shoes and my jeans the rest of the way. He left the lace panties on me, pulling the g string to the side.He completely undressed and I watched breathlessly as he lubed up all nine inches. Then he lifted my legs and I spread my cheeks obediently.
"Just relax. It's gonna hurt a little at first, but once I get in and get going, you're gonna love it."
I closed my eyes as I felt the head began to push. It slid in slow but easy, the pressure was intense and definitely a little painful, but I was already enjoying it.
"Mmm," I whimpered, "mmmm...ohh!"
He stopped. "You ok?"
"Oh god yes. Just keep going!"
He smiled, "good boy he said as he climbed all the way into the bed of the pick up and started kissing me again. I could smell his must. He was lightly sweating with excitement as he slowly thrusted. He was making love to me and I was completely giving into him.
He began to pick up the pace. The pain was gone. Now it was just the awesome pleasure of his huge cock filling me up. His balls were beginning to slap off my ass and I could feel my own balls starting to tighten.
"Mmm, oh god. Oh god keep going daddy!"
I don't even know where that came from. I guess saying Uncle Bill would've sounded weird, but I don't know why. I was getting mauled by my uncle in the back of his pick up truck in the middle of the woods. We'd long passed the point of awkwardness.
"I wanna see your ass", he groaned as he continued to kiss me and thrust. I sucked on his tongue for a few seconds and then said, "Ok. You want to fuck me doggy?"
"Yes I do", he growled.
I got on my hands and knees, arching my back down just right & tossing my hair back. Just like all those girls in the pornos I had been so envious of.
He pulled the black lace down to my knees and I let out the most girly, sissy moan I could muster as he re-entered.
"Alright baby, get ready. Daddy's gonna pound it home."
I moaned again, "Fuck me daddy".. he began to go to work.. "make meee youuuur biiitchh, ohhh god..."
He was really pounding now, but he had opened me up so well it was just pure pleasure. I could feel drops of his sweat dripping onto my ass & back. The mix of must and sex in the air was intoxicating.
He began to groan louder, his cock swelling inside of me.
"Oh yeah baby! Oh fuck your ass looks so good bouncing off of my cock! You're getting me close!"
I looked up and saw his reflection in the back window. He had one hand on my ass, guiding it furiously and the other hand playing with his nipples. His dark glasses had slipped down his nose and I saw his dark brown eyes scanning up & down from my ass to the back of my head. I whipped my hair back for his viewing pleasure and then before I knew what was happening, I began to have the most intense orgasm I'd ever experienced. I reached down and grabbed my hard little cock. Ropes of cum began to shoot as I started to convulse.
"Huhhh...hoo... oh fuuuuck, I'm...oh fuck.. I'M CUMMING!!", I practically screamed. He ramped up to warp speed.
"YEAH BABY!! HO YEAH!! HO YEAH!!! OH FUCK YES YOU LITTLE BITCH!!! HERE IT CUMS!!! He gave 2 good, long strokes and then pulled out.
I don't think he expected what I did next.
I whipped around and grabbed his raging rod out of his hand and began to pump it fast with my tongue out.
His eyes were huge and his mouth wide open in an almost silent roar. Then it came.
The first shot hit me hard on the forehead and dripped down my nose. The second was the money shot, splashing off my tongue, the bitter taste enflaming my desire even more and with no regard for the fact that it had just been in my ass, I clamped my mouth around his lubed cock and jacked the rest down my throat. Swallowing every last drop.
We spent a long time laying in the bed of the truck after I had washed my mouth out with water and wiped off his cock and my nicely worn asshole.
I layed in his arms, my panties still around my knees, my short black shirt sweaty and pulled up to my chest. He was completely naked and I gazed at the Devil tattoo on his chest and his soft but still huge cock laying against his belly. It looked satiated, like a well fed snake resting in the afternoon sun. He looked at his watch.
"Shit, we got to get moving. They're gonna wonder where we are!", he said as he smacked my butt and sat up. I let out a little groan jokingly and pulled up the black lace. After we dressed and retrieved our fishing poles and lawn chairs, loading them up in the pick up bed, placing them on the old smelly sleeping bag which was now cum & sweat stained, we started off for home. We held hands all the way.
Later that night, he & my Aunt came to my Grandparents house for our family's weekly Saturday night dinners.
Nobody knew a thing and as we stold glances at eachother that night, the thought of that forbidden secret just filled me with a hot, yearning desire. I wanted to be his bitch forever. I wanted to taste the smoke and coffee on his tongue & mustache all the time. I wanted to feel his incredible manhood between my lips and ass whenever I needed too. I wanted to swallow his cum everday and feel that soft bitter burn in the back of my throat, just like I did that whole night. I just wanted him.
A few minutes before leaving, he told me to come out and get my fishing pole out of the pickup. As we walked out he said to me quietly, "Next Saturday?"
I smiled, flipping my long hair to the side like a shy teenage girl.
"Anytime."
I wanted to kiss him there and I could feel my little cock starting to swell, but we were in full view of my Grandparents house and the neighboring houses.
"I can't wait", he said, a huge grin spreading beneath his long mustache.
Those words bounced around my skull and made me tingle. Honestly, I was hoping for this. I knew the fishing trip most likely had some ulterior motives and unbeknownst to him or anyone else, I had prepared for it. Early that morning, about an hour before he picked me up, I had lifted the false bottom of my sock drawer and picked out the black lace panties. Pulling them on over my raging *********** hard on was a bit of a chore, but I managed to cinch them up nice and high, loving the feel of the t bar pushing against my still virgin hole. Sure I had a 5 inch vibe that I probed myself with regularly, but I craved feeling a hard cock sliding in deep and fucking me hard. There were a few guys at school who I fantasized about during those solo sessions, but it was my 48 year old uncle who I really wanted to be on the receiving end of.
He had begun dating my aunt a few year earlier, though I knew it was a relationship of convenience. She was a rather rotund woman and not all that attractive so I figured there probably wasn't much sexual activity going on. He was 6'2", probably a 175 lbs at best, but he had ropey, muscular arms with jailhouse tattoos. He kept his hair fairly short, but he wore a big biker mustache and tinted prescription glasses that made him look mysterious and even a bit sinister. To me, he was one of the sexiest men I had ever seen. He'd done time for armed robbery when he was younger and the member of biker gang. He'd left that life behind after his release, but he still looked the part and still rode his 66 panhead on warmer days. The rumble of that bike coming up our street would get my heart racing every time.
My palms were sweaty as I gripped my fishing pole tighter, unsure what to say. I had intentionally wore my tightest pair of jeans and a big sweater against the chill of that spring morning. I had been subtlety flirtatious like I always was; I wasn't out, but he had made some even more subtle comments before that made me think he already knew. The talk had been fairly small and during a lull, I had stretched, revealing my tight little ass. And that's when he said it.
I slowly turned around, looking a bit embarrased but surely more turned on.
"You really think so?", I said quietly.
"Fuckin' A! I spent 10 years in the pen, I know a nice, tight little ass when I see one!", he said with smile.
My heart was pounding. I didnt know what to say. I looked around the secluded wooded area we were at. It was just us. Now was the time.
"You wanna see more?", I asked a bit timidly.
"Do you want to show me more?" The smile still on his face and now a bit wider.
"Yeah I do... I got a suprise for you."
"I like suprises.", he said as he lit a cigarette and adjusted his big cock that was pushing hard against old jeans.
I smiled and turned back around. I first took off my big sweater, revealing a small black heavy metal t shirt that barely met my belt line. At 14, I was skinny but athletic, with barely any body hair. The hair on my head reached the middle of my back and was a thick, lush brown. I let it fall down my back and slightly waved it back and forth as I unbuttoned my fly, just like I'd seen all those girls in pornos do. I wiggled my little ass as I slowly pulled my jeans down, revealing the black lace.
"Ho-ly shit", I heard him practically moan. I then heard him stand up and walk toward me. I stayed facing forward as I felt his big rough hands began to rub my ass and reach around to grab my rock hard little cock. I could feel his pressing against my ass cheeks. He slowly turned me around.
"I knew you wanted some.", he said seductively and before I could respond in the affirmative, he locked his lips onto mine. I could taste the coffee and smoke on his mustache and swooned with overwhelming desire. He stopped kissing me, holding my head softly in his hands as he stared at me through his dark glasses. He then began to unbotton his pants, revealing no underwear, just an enormous engorged 9 inch cock. I was overcome. I wasn't even thinking. I just dropped to my knees and grabbed it. I looked up at him doey eyed,
"Can I suck it?"
He smiled, "You better!"
I slowly wrapped my lips around it. It was a lot to take in. I began to slowly jerk him off as I sucked. His moans were deep and grunted. I was so turned on I felt light headed.
Just as I really began to get into it, rubbing my little cock and moaning every time he'd grunt, he stopped me and stood me up.
"Have you ever been fucked?"
I told him about my little vibe but that I'd never felt a real cock before.
"Do you want to feel this?", he asked as he shook his monster at me. I didn't stop to think about what a cock that size would feel like, I just answered automatically,
"Please fuck me."
"Let's go up to the truck," he said, "there are blankets in the bed."
I can barely remember pulling up my jeans or the walk to his old S-10 pickup. The next thing I knew, I was on my back, laying on an old smelly red sleeping bag. He had gone to the cab and came back with a small tube of KY.
"Do you always have KY in your truck?" I asked with a laugh.
He grinned, "No, I bought it yesterday... I was kind of hoping..."
"Me too.", I interrupted.
He pulled off my shoes and my jeans the rest of the way. He left the lace panties on me, pulling the g string to the side.He completely undressed and I watched breathlessly as he lubed up all nine inches. Then he lifted my legs and I spread my cheeks obediently.
"Just relax. It's gonna hurt a little at first, but once I get in and get going, you're gonna love it."
I closed my eyes as I felt the head began to push. It slid in slow but easy, the pressure was intense and definitely a little painful, but I was already enjoying it.
"Mmm," I whimpered, "mmmm...ohh!"
He stopped. "You ok?"
"Oh god yes. Just keep going!"
He smiled, "good boy he said as he climbed all the way into the bed of the pick up and started kissing me again. I could smell his must. He was lightly sweating with excitement as he slowly thrusted. He was making love to me and I was completely giving into him.
He began to pick up the pace. The pain was gone. Now it was just the awesome pleasure of his huge cock filling me up. His balls were beginning to slap off my ass and I could feel my own balls starting to tighten.
"Mmm, oh god. Oh god keep going daddy!"
I don't even know where that came from. I guess saying Uncle Bill would've sounded weird, but I don't know why. I was getting mauled by my uncle in the back of his pick up truck in the middle of the woods. We'd long passed the point of awkwardness.
"I wanna see your ass", he groaned as he continued to kiss me and thrust. I sucked on his tongue for a few seconds and then said, "Ok. You want to fuck me doggy?"
"Yes I do", he growled.
I got on my hands and knees, arching my back down just right & tossing my hair back. Just like all those girls in the pornos I had been so envious of.
He pulled the black lace down to my knees and I let out the most girly, sissy moan I could muster as he re-entered.
"Alright baby, get ready. Daddy's gonna pound it home."
I moaned again, "Fuck me daddy".. he began to go to work.. "make meee youuuur biiitchh, ohhh god..."
He was really pounding now, but he had opened me up so well it was just pure pleasure. I could feel drops of his sweat dripping onto my ass & back. The mix of must and sex in the air was intoxicating.
He began to groan louder, his cock swelling inside of me.
"Oh yeah baby! Oh fuck your ass looks so good bouncing off of my cock! You're getting me close!"
I looked up and saw his reflection in the back window. He had one hand on my ass, guiding it furiously and the other hand playing with his nipples. His dark glasses had slipped down his nose and I saw his dark brown eyes scanning up & down from my ass to the back of my head. I whipped my hair back for his viewing pleasure and then before I knew what was happening, I began to have the most intense orgasm I'd ever experienced. I reached down and grabbed my hard little cock. Ropes of cum began to shoot as I started to convulse.
"Huhhh...hoo... oh fuuuuck, I'm...oh fuck.. I'M CUMMING!!", I practically screamed. He ramped up to warp speed.
"YEAH BABY!! HO YEAH!! HO YEAH!!! OH FUCK YES YOU LITTLE BITCH!!! HERE IT CUMS!!! He gave 2 good, long strokes and then pulled out.
I don't think he expected what I did next.
I whipped around and grabbed his raging rod out of his hand and began to pump it fast with my tongue out.
His eyes were huge and his mouth wide open in an almost silent roar. Then it came.
The first shot hit me hard on the forehead and dripped down my nose. The second was the money shot, splashing off my tongue, the bitter taste enflaming my desire even more and with no regard for the fact that it had just been in my ass, I clamped my mouth around his lubed cock and jacked the rest down my throat. Swallowing every last drop.
We spent a long time laying in the bed of the truck after I had washed my mouth out with water and wiped off his cock and my nicely worn asshole.
I layed in his arms, my panties still around my knees, my short black shirt sweaty and pulled up to my chest. He was completely naked and I gazed at the Devil tattoo on his chest and his soft but still huge cock laying against his belly. It looked satiated, like a well fed snake resting in the afternoon sun. He looked at his watch.
"Shit, we got to get moving. They're gonna wonder where we are!", he said as he smacked my butt and sat up. I let out a little groan jokingly and pulled up the black lace. After we dressed and retrieved our fishing poles and lawn chairs, loading them up in the pick up bed, placing them on the old smelly sleeping bag which was now cum & sweat stained, we started off for home. We held hands all the way.
Later that night, he & my Aunt came to my Grandparents house for our family's weekly Saturday night dinners.
Nobody knew a thing and as we stold glances at eachother that night, the thought of that forbidden secret just filled me with a hot, yearning desire. I wanted to be his bitch forever. I wanted to taste the smoke and coffee on his tongue & mustache all the time. I wanted to feel his incredible manhood between my lips and ass whenever I needed too. I wanted to swallow his cum everday and feel that soft bitter burn in the back of my throat, just like I did that whole night. I just wanted him.
A few minutes before leaving, he told me to come out and get my fishing pole out of the pickup. As we walked out he said to me quietly, "Next Saturday?"
I smiled, flipping my long hair to the side like a shy teenage girl.
"Anytime."
I wanted to kiss him there and I could feel my little cock starting to swell, but we were in full view of my Grandparents house and the neighboring houses.
"I can't wait", he said, a huge grin spreading beneath his long mustache.
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