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My Uncle Gave Me a 'Hard' Lesson
by Anonymous (no address provided)
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A young pretty and spoiled woman likes to flirt
shamelessly, until she tries her stuff on her Uncle.
(MF, inc, spank)
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I used to be quite a cockteaser. I loved to make guys
hot and drooling for me, and then I'd back off leaving
them hard and frustrated then I'd go home and frig
myself to a satisfying orgasm. When my folks went to
Europe last summer, Mom asked her brother Greg to stay
at the house. Even though I'm 23, she still didn't
want to leave me alone for 3 months.
Greg is 40 and divorced, handsome and smart. But I was
resentful about being babysat, so I retaliated. I'd
show up for breakfast in a short, transparent nightie
or I'd walk around the house in my underwear. I'd
"accidently" walk into the bathroom when he was
stepping out of the shower and I was wrapped in a
small towel that didn't quite conceal my bush.
There was always a pause as Greg admired what he saw.
I've got a nice body that men always squirm for and my
handsome uncle was no exception. He was seeing more of
it than I usually show, of course. After all, he's
family and I figured I was safe.
Well, I came home late one Friday and a little tipsy.
Greg was pissed and yelled at me, and I went to my
room. I got ready for bed but I also got mad because
he yelled and I stormed into his room wearing just my
panties. He was wearing only underwear, too, and I was
screaming something about how I wasn't a kid anymore
and he said I acted like one and that my folks should
have spanked my butt to straighten me out.
"Oh, do you think that would straighten me out, Uncle
Greg?" I asked, walking towards him defiantly, my tits
sticking out proudly. Suddenly the next thing I knew,
Greg was sitting in a chair and he had me over his
lap. I had forgotten that my uncle taught martial arts
and he had moved to get me in the position, pulled my
panties down and held me so I couldn't get up.
"Whack!"
The sound of his hand on my registered before I felt
the sting through my drunken haze.
"Fuck, that hurts!" I yelled "Stop it! I'm too old for
this shit!"
Whack!
"You're too old to be acting like a spoiled brat,
too!"
"Whack!
"And a cock-teasing brat as well!"
By then, I was crying. My ass was on fire and all I
could do was flail my legs and squirm. Greg had his
hand on my back; he wasn't forcing me down, I just
couldn't get up. But the spanking worked fast. My ass
quickly became numb and I felt a very sexual stirring
in my pussy. And I also felt my uncle's hardening cock
poking beneath me.
I quit resisting and the spanking eased. I was
grinding my lower belly against Greg's hard-on and my
moans were not moans of pain.
"I'm sorry, Uncle Greg," I whimpered. His hand began
stroking the hot flesh of my upthrust ass as he tried
to sooth the burn. I still humped against his hard-on.
I finally stood, rubbing my ass. My panties were
around my ankles and Uncle Greg stared at my dew-
flecked bush. I, in turn, stared at the throbbing
bulge in his underwear. The only sound I could hear
was my own rapid breathing and the pounding of my
heart. I wanted my uncle's cock and it was obvious his
cock wanted me.
I reached for it but Greg stopped me and told me to go
to my room. Leaving my panties in the floor, I
scurried out, sobbing with pain and frustration. I
threw myself face down on my bed with my hand thrust
between my legs and humped away to a quick cum which
felt good but did nothing to cool my burning desire
for Greg. I decided to try again so I went to his room
and walked in, still naked, without knocking.
There was my uncle, whacking away at his stiff cock
with his right hand and holding my panties under his
nose with his left hand. His cock was about seven
inches long and I knew it would feel wonderful once I
got it inside me. Greg had his eyes closed so he
didn't see me enter the room or walk up beside his
bed.
"You can smell the source if you want," I said softly.
He jumped but made no effort to cover himself.
I spread my pussy open for him. "Feel me," I said
huskily.
Uncle Greg dropped my panties and reached for my
pussy. I shuddered at the touch of his fingers on my
lips. He easily slid a finger into my wet tunnel, then
another and another. He then took them out and sniffed
my juices and then sucked them off his fingers. He
smacked his lips and while I knew that he would have
loved for me to sit on his tongue, I was anxious to
sit on something longer and harder.
I put my hand around his rigid pole and stroked it a
few times. "God, I need this," I groaned, and climbed
onto the bed and straddled his waist.
He didn't try to stop me as I sank onto his cock, but
he just kept saying my name over and over. My hands
were on his chest and he held onto my hips as we did
the deed, muscles flexing, bodies rising and falling,
our genitals grinding together faster and faster. Our
breath soon came in gulps and gasps as we both peaked
together, my pussy locking around his spurting cock.
I can't describe that moment, the wonderful feeling of
my uncle's thick love juice splattering the walls of
my pussy and shooting into my womb. I knew that what
we were doing was supposed to be "wrong," but it felt
so right, so good, natural, and, yes, wholesome. Then
and now.
I fell asleep in my uncle's bed and awoke with him on
top of me, his cock again screwing my hungry pussy. I
took his second hot load in my mouth, something I'd
never done before, but it seemed to be the right thing
to do. I didn't gag or anything and his cum was like
warm honey.
We couldn't get enough of each other after that. But
when Mom and Dad came home, Uncle Greg had to go back
to his own apartment and we had to content ourselves
with getting together less often.
I really don't think we got caught intentionally. I
was over at Greg's one Saturday morning and we were
making love in the living room. We knew Mom was going
to drop by to offer advice on recovering a chair but
we conveniently forgot. She walked in and, naturally,
was shocked. What do you say when your own mother
catches you with her brother's stiff cock in you?
Not much, really.
I don't know how long she stood there watching us
before I saw her. Greg was cumming and when he jerked
his cock out of me, sperm flew all over the place. It
would have been funny if it hadn't been my mom
standing there.
Well, after a long talk, I managed to convince Mom
that I knew what I was doing and so now I'm living
with Uncle Greg. My folks aren't thrilled about it but
Uncle Greg and I are happy.
END
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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life in
any way, shape or form. Anyone tempted to act out any
of the scenarios in this story should seriously
consider seeking professional help.
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