The months since coming to my uncle’s farm had passed in a blur. And honestly… it had been the best time of my life. I’d never felt so free and happy.
The low growl coming from Uncle pulled me back to the moment. I tried to obey his command, but my jaw stretched painfully as he shoved his cock deeper into my throat. I gagged, trying to take as much as I could, but he was thick and long and so big.
Tears streamed down my cheeks, and my gag reflex kicked in harder with every second that passed. The slurping and wetsounds coming from me echoed in the room. It turned me on, an auditory pleasure all on its own.
Uncle Brooks didn’t stop. He never did during these moments together. He just pulled me back by my hair, letting me gasp for air for only a second before he growled in a primal way and shoved his cock back down my throat.
“Good girl. My niece takes all of her uncle’s thick cock like she was made to do it.”
The taste of him filled my mouth, salty from his pre-cum that made me hungry for a huge load shot down my throat and into my belly. I worked my lips and tongue over his dick and felt every throbbing inch of him as he used my throat like it was his personal toy.
I lifted my eyes to look at his face and gripped his thighs for balance, my nails digging into his bare skin as I tried to keep steady. He face-fucked me in a degrading way, using me for his own pleasure.
And I was soaked, my pussy drenched, my juices making my inner thighs slick.
“Jesus, Dolly girl, you look so pretty like this,” he murmured, his voice dripping with praise, his fingers tightening in my hair until the pain mixed with the ecstasy. “Gagging on my cock, taking the whole thing down your throat, and drooling all over yourself.” His whole body shivered, his words and my mouth turning him on until I knew he’d lose control soon. “You’re fucking perfect.”
I should hate how much I loved this, on my knees and slobbering on my uncle’s massive cock. I should have fucking hated how much my body responded to everything about this. He was my uncle, my father’s brother… and somehow that all made me even more aroused.
I closed my eyes and worked on getting him off. My pussy clenched with every thrust of his hips. My nipples ached from the minutes, hours… days and months he’d spent teasing them.
But I couldn’t deny how much I craved it all. I wanted my uncle’s praise. Ineededit. I wanted him to tell me I was his good girl, that I sucked his dick better than anyone else.
It was long minutes of him face fucking me before Uncle Brooks finally pulled his dick out from between my lips. I coughed and gasped as spit trailed down my chin and covered my heaving breasts.
My uncle stood over me, his long, hard shaft glistening with my saliva. His eyes were locked on my tits, and I watched as his dick throbbed right before me, more pre-cum slipping out of the tip.
“It would be so fucking hot to see those big, juicy titties filled with milk, to have white beads dripping out of those succulent nipples for me.”
I knew he turned himself on even more when he spoke such erotic things, and truth was… it did for me, too.
Uncle Brooks shoved his cock back in my mouth and fucked me between my lips until he came. I felt the thick, hot jets of his cum slide down the back of my throat, and I greedily swallowed every drop I could.
When he pulled out, cum dripped out the tip of him in strings, dripping onto the bedroom floor obscenely. I licked my lips, rose, and he was kissing me instantly. I wondered if he liked the flavor of his semen on my tongue?
Although he’d already come, I knew he wasn’t done. We had a routine, one that he did every night after dinner.
I’d be on my knees sucking his cock. He’d come. I’d take every drop like his hungry slut, and then he’d lay me on his bed and play with my big, sensitive breasts and nipples while eating me out until I went over the edge.
And every night after I’d taken my vitamins, we ate supper, and shared a beer on the porch.
Then I yearned for him to take my hand and lead me to his room for dessert.
7
DOLLY
Uncle Brooks loved my breasts. He was obsessed.
Now, after all his attention to them, they were full and heavy, and my nipples were constantly sensitive from his relentless attention.
My uncle spent hours touching them, kneading them, sucking on them until I was a whimpering mess.
I didn’t know how long he’d been doing it tonight, but I’d been edging for release for so long. I was crying and begging, tears streaming down my cheeks as I pleaded with him to fuck me.
But he never did. Uncle Brooks never pushed his enormous dick into my pussy. He only used his mouth and fingers to get me off, and I loved it so much that I never questioned why he didn’t fuck me.
“You’ve got the prettiest tits I’ve ever seen,” he whispered, his mouth wet, his breath humid and warm as it brushed along my chest. “Perfect for me to play with. Perfect for me to make you feel good.”
