Chapter 6
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June
Who would have thought that forgetting a textbook will lead to me walking in on a scene that left me bothered?
My uncle stood in front of me, a delicious sight, and he still expects me to remain calm.
Hell no.
My heart pounded so loud, and all my blood rushed straight to my ears as my eyes racked through his body, starting from his neck, down his n*****s which looked like they were eager for my mouth, to his shaft which was straining on my purple towel.
Double f**k!
I slowly licked my bottom lips. My p***y throbbed from both an orgasm I didn't get to reach because I was caught by my uncle and the sight of my partially naked, delicious uncle.
“June, what are you—”
“I can make you feel good as those whores, uncle.” I slowly got on my feet — on shaky thighs —as I closed the distance between us.
He looked like he was in a trance or something, with the way his eyes dilated, and his breathing came out in gasps. He hasn't lost that erection yet, and I saw it as a good thing.
Hmm.
I ran a hand on his chest, loving the fill of those hard muscles. The rise and fall of his chest as he watched me, made me lean down to kiss his chest — right above his heart.
His hand suddenly shot out and stopped my right hand which was dangerous creeping towards his straining d**k.
“What do you think you are doing, June?” His voice sounded dark — like a rainy day with thunder.
Shivers racked through my spine at the sound of his voice. I shook a bit, with my heart beating so loud, that it seemed like my heart was about to lunge out of my chest.
I swallowed before my eyes met his. The dark orbs met mine, a clear testimony that he was pissed as hell.
Fuck.
“Un... Uncle.” I tried to sound like the little doll he always called me.
“We are not through with your discipline, June.” He gave me a once over, “I will give you time to reflect on your actions and words.” He turned to leave, a clear sign that he was through with the talk —typical of my uncle.
“Uncle?” I tried to walk towards him.
“You are grounded!” He banged the door closed, while I plopped down on the bed, disappointed, yet aroused.
What was I thinking? That he will embrace me and f**k me the same way he did those women?
Fucking hell!
My breath hitched as my thoughts returned to the scene I never thought I would ever see in my entire life. At least, I never expected my uncle to be so wild to have a threesome.
God.
I hastily got up from my bed and hastened to my closet, where I got my pink vibrator from the bag I kept my toys. Though I've never deeply penetrated my v****a, I use it to finish off most nights.
Call me whatever you might, but I have this wish for my uncle to be the first man to penetrate my p***y. I can't wait for him to ram hard into my p***y as he spanks my bottom.
I hastily removed my clothes and got on the bed.
I spread my legs and used a pillow to prop myself until I was comfortable enough to do the deeds.
Like always, my mind conjured the image of my uncle. This time, it was of him minutes ago. I imagined him asking me to lie on the bed and spread those slutty thighs of mine.
His eyes held enough fire in them. They aroused me, crippled me, and captivated me. I stuck my tongue out, to lick my lower lip, slow and gentle as my hands snaked down.
I tugged on my n*****s, imagining my uncle's callused big fingers pinching my tities.
“f**k me, uncle.” I gasped, feeling my stomach clench, and my p***y contrast. I rubbed my thighs together as I continued to tug on my n*****s.
“Doll, do you need me to f**k you?” He whispered, low into my right ear, a deep rumble — hard and alluring.
“Yes. Please f**k me.” I begged, panting from the feeling that coursed through me. A feeling that threatened to devour me whole — without mercy.
He chuckled, a deep rumble on that chest of his as he lowered his head, to take my n*****s into his mouth.
Fuck.
My hand slid down my stomach until it got to my p***y, which was dripping. I slid three fingers into my wet p***y. A shiver racked through my body when my conjured uncle slid four fingers into my wet v****a.
My p***y clenched around my fingers, sucking them in as I increased my pace.
“You are a slut, you know, right?” He murmured as his fingers continued to slide into my p***y without mercy. My stomach clenched, and I arched my back, with my toes curled.
“f**k, uncle. Go harder. Finger f**k this slutty p***y of mine. Show it who owns it,” I cried out, f*****g my p***y so hard, it seemed I wished to destroy it.
With my left hand, I found the vibrator I kept beside me. I switched it on. The vibrating sound was a bit loud, but I was gone beyond caring.
I brought it closer to my p***y —with my left hand — as my right fingers dived deeper into my wet fold.
“f*****g hell!”
I screamed when it touched my c**t. It shook my entire body to the core and left me gasping for breath. My body shook as waves of pleasure hit me. I wasn't yet close to climax, but the feeling I got from both my fingers and the vibrator made my toes curl to the point of pain.
I whimpered.
“My d**k is better than that. Don't you want to feel that, Doll?” My imagined uncle whispered.
“Yes, I want that, Uncle. I need you to f**k me hard.” I gasped, spreading my legs further, with my fingers going deeper into my wet fold. “I want you to take me hard on the kitchen island as I eat the pancakes you make.”
“What a slutty little w***e I have in my house.” He kissed my fingers which were still working my p***y before he kissed the toy that was vibrating on my c**t.
“I'm a slut for you, uncle. I can be anything you want. I'm your doll. You can treat me anyhow you want, f**k me so hard, and break me. I will only take it in strides.” I slid the toy further down. “You can tie me up and f**k me six ways to Sunday, I won't mind. All I need is to feel your d**k in my p***y, uncle.”
“Doll, what's that sound—” The words froze in his throat when he saw me lying on the bed, with my legs spread, and my dildo on my c**t with my fingers buried deep in my p***y.
“What the hell are you doing, June?” His words bounced off the wall.
Oh, s**t.
I'm in danger.
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