100 SHADES OF LUST: A PACK OF TABOO STORIES

DEFROCKING MY BOYFRIEND'S UNCLE (2)

Liam froze deep inside me, his thick c**k still buried to the hilt in my dripping p***y. He looked down at me with dark, wicked eyes and placed a finger gently over my lips, silently telling me to stay quiet.

My wrist was still cuffed to the bedpost, my body covered in a messy mix of cherry yoghurt, sweat, and my own juices. I felt so exposed, so filthy, and yet my p***y clenched hard around his c**k at the danger of the situation.

“I’m here,” Liam called out in a surprisingly calm voice. “What is it, Ryan? Can it wait until morning?”

I bit my lip hard as Liam slowly rolled his hips, pushing his c**k a little deeper into me while he spoke. The filthy, wet sound of my soaked p***y taking him made me panic. I mouthed “Stop!” at him, but he only gave me a slow, teasing smile and thrust again, harder this time.

“No, it can’t wait,” Ryan replied from the other side of the door. “It’s about Hope. I need to talk to you about her.”

Liam began f*****g me with slow, deep strokes while listening to his nephew. Each thrust made my breasts bounce and sent waves of pleasure through my body. I had to bite down on my arm to stop myself from moaning out loud. The risk of Ryan standing just a few feet away while his uncle’s thick c**k stretched my p***y was making me incredibly wet.

“You shouldn’t be here right now,” Liam answered, his voice steady even as he ground his hips against me, rubbing my c**t with every movement. “But if it’s important, give me a minute.”

He covered my mouth with his hand and started f*****g me harder. His c**k slammed into me with long, powerful strokes, the bed creaking softly beneath us. I could feel every inch of him stretching me open, his heavy balls slapping against my ass as he took me. The danger made everything feel more intense. My eyes rolled back as another orgasm started building fast.

Liam leaned down and whispered hotly in my ear while still thrusting deep, “You love this, don’t you? Getting f****d by a priest while my nephew is right outside the door. Such a dirty little slut.”

I nodded desperately against his hand, my p***y squeezing tightly around his c**k. He f****d me faster, pounding me harder while trying to keep the bed quiet. The wet, obscene sounds of his c**k sliding in and out of my creamy p***y filled the room. I was so close to coming, my thighs shaking uncontrollably.

“Uncle Liam?” Ryan called again, sounding impatient. “Are you okay in there?”

Liam didn’t stop. He drove into me even deeper, angling his c**k to hit that perfect spot inside me over and over. “I’m fine,” he answered, his voice slightly rougher now. “Just… dealing with something. I’ll be out in a moment.”

The moment he finished speaking, he took his hand off my mouth, grabbed my hips, and f****d me with raw, urgent strokes. I came hard around his c**k, my whole body shaking as my p***y pulsed and gushed around him. I had to press my face into the pillow to muffle my loud moans.

Liam kept thrusting through my orgasm, chasing his own release. His breathing grew heavier. “I’m going to fill this tight p***y with my c*m,” he growled quietly, pounding me faster. “Take every drop like a good girl.”

Just as I felt his c**k swell inside me, ready to explode, Ryan knocked again, louder this time. “Uncle Liam, I’m coming in—”

Liam slammed deep one final time and came hard, flooding my p***y with thick, hot spurts of c*m. I felt him pulsing inside me as he filled me completely. We both stayed perfectly still, breathing heavily, his c**k still buried deep as Ryan stood waiting on the other side of the door.

Liam finally pulled out slowly, a rush of our mixed juices leaking down my thighs. He quickly unlocked the handcuff from my wrist and whispered, “Stay quiet and hide in the bathroom. Now.”

My legs were still shaking as I slipped off the bed, c*m dripping down my legs, my heart racing with fear and excitement. I barely made it into the bathroom and closed the door just as I heard the bedroom door open.

Ryan had come in.

In the bedroom, I heard Ryan’s footsteps as he stepped inside. “Sorry to barge in like this, Uncle Liam. I just… I needed to talk to someone. It’s about Hope.”

I held my breath. Through the slight crack in the bathroom door, I could see Liam sitting casually on the edge of the bed, wearing only his boxers now, looking completely composed despite what we had just done.

“Go on,” Liam said calmly.

Ryan sighed heavily. “I think I made a mistake bringing her here. She’s… she’s not the right girl for me. Honestly, I don’t think I’ve ever really wanted a girl. Not the way I should.” His voice dropped. “Sean and I… we’ve been together for months. I’m in love with him.”

Liam nodded slowly, as if this was no surprise. “I know, Ryan. I’ve known for a while. You should follow your heart. Be honest with yourself.”

While they talked, Liam’s eyes kept drifting toward the bathroom door. A wicked little smile touched his lips. He stood up and walked closer to the bathroom while still listening to Ryan. Without warning, he slipped his hand through the gap in the door and found my naked body. His fingers immediately slid between my legs, pushing two of them straight into my c*m-filled p***y.

I had to bite my hand to stop myself from moaning. He slowly finger-f****d me while talking to his nephew, his fingers moving in and out with wet, filthy sounds. I was still so sensitive from earlier that my legs started shaking again.

“I’m going to tell Mum and Dad tomorrow,” Ryan continued. “But I wanted your advice first.”

Liam curled his fingers inside me, stroking that perfect spot as he answered, “You should tell them the truth. You deserve to be happy.” His thumb found my c**t and rubbed it in slow circles while his fingers kept thrusting. I was dripping everywhere — his c*m and my fresh juices running down his hand.

I couldn’t take it. I came again right there, standing in the bathroom, biting down hard on my fingers to stay silent as my p***y clenched around his invading fingers.

Ryan kept talking for a few more minutes, completely unaware that his uncle was fingering me just a few feet away. Finally, he said goodnight and left, closing the bedroom door behind him.

The second the door clicked shut, Liam pushed the bathroom door open, grabbed me, and dragged me back to the bed. He threw me down on my back and yanked his boxers off, his c**k already rock hard again.

“You dirty little w***e,” he growled, climbing on top of me. “You heard that, dont you?.”

He didn’t wait. He spread my legs wide and slammed his thick c**k back inside my c*m-soaked p***y in one brutal thrust. I cried out as he filled me again, still slippery from his earlier load. Liam f****d me hard and fast, pounding me with deep, aggressive strokes, his hips slapping loudly against me.

“f**k, your p***y feels even better now that it’s full of my c*m,” he groaned, driving into me harder. He grabbed my breasts roughly, pinching my n*****s as he f****d me like he owned me.

I wrapped my legs around him, taking every inch. “Don’t stop… f**k me harder, Liam.”

He gave me exactly what I begged for. He pounded my p***y mercilessly, the bed creaking loudly with every thrust. The wet, squelching sounds of his c**k slamming into my creamy hole filled the room. He leaned down and sucked hard on my t**s while destroying me with his c**k.

I came again, screaming into his shoulder as my p***y spasmed around him. Liam didn’t slow down. He f****d me straight through it, grunting like an animal until he finally buried himself as deep as possible and exploded inside me again, pumping rope after rope of hot c*m deep into my womb.

We lay there panting, his c**k still twitching inside me. He kissed me deeply, then whispered against my lips, “This weekend is far from over, Hope. I’m nowhere near finished with you.”

But then we both froze as we heard footsteps in the hallway again.....