The End.
My Uncle Alex
I pulled my car up in front of the house. I had come back to my uncle's house for the summer, just as I had for the last nine years. My parents traveled each summer and they had left me in his care each year since I was 12. And for the past three summers, since I turned 18, I had spent them in delirious pleasure. This man, my uncle Alex, had been my first lover, my first fuck, and he would always be the only one who could really satisfy my hungry pussy.
I walked up to knock on the front door. I had barely knocked once when he swung the door open and pulled me inside.
"Hello there, little slut. I've missed you."
"Hello Uncle Alex. I've been wet for weeks thinking about coming here."
"Really? Lets just see about that." He reached down and put his hand up my short denim skirt. I hadn't worn any panties in anticipation of this. He slowly worked his finger between my pussy lips and swirled it around my clit before sinking it deep inside my pussy. I leaned back against the front door, my eyes rolling back in ecstasy as my uncle finger fucked me.
I quickly reached down and unzipped his pants, letting his 9 inch dick spring free. He yanked my skirt up around my waist, and I jumped, wrapping my legs around his waist as he impaled me on his long, hard cock. I held onto the door frame as he started pumping into my soaking wet pussy.
"Oh God yes, Uncle Alex...No one fills my pussy like you do. Fuck me hard, please, please Uncle Alex."
"Anything for my little cum slut. Take all my big fat cock. I'm gonna fill this little baby pussy up with cum."
He pistoned into me, the sound of flesh smacking and my ass repeatedly hitting the door ringing in the air. I arched my hips and felt him go even deeper into my hot cunt. I squeezed my pussy muscles around him, trying to make it tighter and tighter, feeling every inch of him inside me. I felt the pressure building and knew I was going to cum.
"Yes, of yes yes yes. I'm gonna cum all over your big cock Uncle Alex. Mmmmmm, please cum with me, fill my pussy full of your yummy cum."
"Oh fuck yes, I'm cumming now little bitch." With that I collapsed around him, shivering as the waves of pleasure overtook me, feeling spurt after spurt of his hot cum hitting my womb. He let his dick fall out of me and set me back down on the floor. I could feel the cum immediately start to run out of my pussy. I didn't make a move to go clean it up. Uncle Alex liked it when I let the cum run down my legs.
"I love the way you say hello, little one," he smiled lazily at me.
"Always for you Uncle Alex."
After that, I took my bags upstairs to unpack, took my clothes off and came back downstairs to make dinner. My uncle preferred me to go without clothes while we were at home, and I was fine with that. I had dinner going on the stove and I had laid the plates on the counter when my uncle came in to sit at the table. He still had his pants unzipped and I could see he was beginning to get slightly hard again. He motioned me over to him.
"Do you remember what I like before dinner, missy?"
"Of course Uncle Alex." I dropped to my knees beside him and licked the length of his cock. I swirled my tongue around the tip, tasting my own cum still on him. I nipped at him with my teeth and looked up at him with a gleam in my eye as I suddenly engulfed him in my mouth. He sucked air in through his teeth at the sensation of being instantly deepthroated. I bobbed up and down on him, swirling my tongue around his length for some time, then I got up to stir our food, and came back, taking him in my mouth again. He patted me on the shoulder, signaling for me to stop. I pulled off of his cock and began fixing our plates. As we ate dinner, I sat there, totally naked and juicy wet, leaking onto his wooden dining chair and he was rock hard with my saliva still glistening on his beautiful cock.
After dinner, I cleared our plates and we went to sit on the couch. He turned on the TV (it didn't really matter to what). I laid back on the couch, spreading my legs for him and we sat watching the screen while he idly finger fucked my pussy. He worked his finger and and out of my wet hole, then added a second, then a third. I arched my hips against his hand, trying to push him deeper. He twisted his hand and I could feel him slipping his thumb into my ass. I groaned in pleasure.
"Oh please, Uncle Alex. I need to be fucked. Please fuck your little slut. My pussy needs to feel that big cock pumping in and out of it."
He reached up and pinched my nipples hard. I loved that feeling, the pain and the pleasure it brought me. He continued pinching me as he positioned himself between my legs, ramming his cock all the way into me, his balls smacking my ass as he did. He fucked into me harder and harder, lifting my back off the couch by my nipples as he did. I started cumming all over his cock from the feeling of the pain in my nipples and how full he make my pussy. He sat back on the couch, pulling me on top of him.
"Ride me, little bitch. Milk my cock if you want my cum so bad."
"Yes, sir." I smiled happily at him as I began moving up and down, swiveling my hips forward and back as I did. I gripped him with my pussy each time he was all the way inside me. I rode him harder and faster, then suddenly stopped, hovering over him with just the head of his cock still barely in me. I flashed him a devilish smile.
"Oh, that's how you want to play, is it." He grabbed my shoulders and rammed his hips up into me, almost lifting me off the couch with the force.
"Oh fuck yes, Uncle Alex! Fuck me, fuck me now! My pussy is so fucking wet for you. I want to cum all over that big dick." I continued riding him, leaning down to nibble his neck, biting into his earlobe as he pinched me nipples so hard. Suddenly, I could feel his cum start to spurt hot inside me, which caused me to orgasm around him, my pussy squeezing him, milking his cock for every last drop of cum.
We continued like that into the night before heading up to bed, exhausted from our fucking.
I woke up the next morning and I could hear Uncle Alex was already in the shower, getting ready for work. I made my way downstairs and began fixing breakfast. Uncle Alex soon entered the kitchen just as I was setting his plate on the counter.
I knew what came next, this had been our lovely routine for years. He already had his dick out, rock hard at his full 9 inches. I walked over and laid down across the breakfast table, with my ass close to the edge.
"Mmmm, I do love the first course of breakfast." He smiled down at me, sinking his dick into my sopping wet pussy. This is definitely my favorite part of breakfast too. I sighed as he slowly pumped in and out of me, my dark hair spread across the table, my pert breasts arching up to meet his hands as he reached out to pinch my nipples. He looked down, watching his cock going in and out of my glistening cunt, almost as if it were eating his big cock, so hungry for his cum. Then he began to really fuck into me, sliding me back and forth across the kitchen table. I wrapped my legs tighter around him, my feet holding his ass firmly against me as we fucked.
"Cum for me little girl, give it to me. Give it to me now!" At his words, I started convulsing around him,lost in my orgasm.
He closed his eyes and began shooting stream after stream of cum into me.
"Oh fuck yes! You little whore! Goddamn, nothing feels like this tight little pussy." He pulled out of me and walked to the bathroom to clean himself off while I continued laying across the table, just as he liked. He came back in, all buttoned up and handsome, looking the part of the brilliant business man. He brought his plate to the table and began to eat beside me, occasionally dipping his fingers into my pussy. He got up and took his plate to the sink, walked back over and ran his tongue the length of my pussy.
"Walk me to the door, little pet."
I obeyed immediately. He kissed me full on the mouth, our tongues thrusting into each others mouths, knowing we wouldn't see each other for 9 hours.
"You be good and get your chores done, and be right here, kneeling by the door when I get home."
"Yes sir, Uncle Alex."
The End.
Vacation Sex
We had planned this vacation months in advance. By the tim
e it came near I was counting down the days. Each morning I would tell my wife how many days were left until we were lying in our bathing suits on the sand. Listening to the waves lapping against the shore. Sipping those fruity, tasty vacation drinks. Taking in the sights of those twenty and thirty something's in their skimpy swimsuits. Perhaps topless even. I did have a weakness for looking. Though I would never stray. My wife was all to me. She still looked quite good in her mid forties. All I ever needed or wanted.
But I did so enjoy the looking. Doing so only made me hotter for our time alone. Vacation sex was the best. Away from the daily pressures of every day life. Instead of once or twice a week, we would be enjoying each other's fancies that week until we were raw. Even then, that would only slow us down a little. By the time we flew home I knew sitting in that airplane for five hours would be a tough ride.
We were down to three weeks away and I was busy making excursion plans. (After all I figured at our age we couldn't spend the entire week in bed, as we had on our honeymoon.) Each night I would tell her what new idea I had come up with. Then with just two weeks to go, she tweaked her shoulder while working out. The pain was slight but it wouldn't seem to go away. I told her to book herself a massage and see if a professional could rub the stiffness out for good.
She finally agreed and called to book one. I heard her stutter and hesitate on the phone some. She then asked if there were a woman that could give her the massage. Her face lightened and her smile returned as she confirmed the time for that afternoon. After she hung up I teased her a little about not wanting a man to rub it out for her.
She teased right back saying that if she had let that happen he might be rubbing more then just the knot out of her shoulder. Now it was my turn to feel uncomfortable with the situation. I quickly replied that the female was the best solution, and that thinking of another woman rubbing her naked torso left me feeling a little stiff myself.
So much so that while she was off having a professional rub the knot out of her shoulder, I found myself in the shower rubbing my own stiffness away quite vigorously.
That done, in record time I might add left me time to relax and pursue further activities for our vacation.
When I opened the page on our resorts health spa I found that one of the options was for a "Couples Massage on the Beach." My mind instantly went right back to her being naked and rubbed by a young cute native girl. All the while with me on the cot right next to her having the same done to me. There was a list of masseuse technicians, I requested Maria for my wife and Consuela for myself. How could I go wrong with those choices? As quick as it took for my cock to get back to full mast, we were signed up for a Tuesday evening couples massage at sunset on the sand. His and Her couple massages. I couldn't wait to tell her about it.
She returned home in a state of bliss. The knot was pretty much a thing of the past. She seemed much more relaxed and ready for all our vacation fun. I did tell her I booked her another massage, but I left out the couple part to surprise her on our second night there in paradise. I did tease her some about how it felt to have a lady rub her all over with warm oil. We ended up having a nice long fuck before calling it a night. This only enhanced my thoughts and plans for her Caribbean massage in the near future.
Well the date of departure finally arrived. As usual my week leading up to that date was extra hectic. Running my own business as I did made it hard to get away for a full week at a time. When I did manage there was much preparation that preceding week. Needless to say the extra long hours had left me tired. The result was getting home late all week and our time together was left to cuddling before bed. Friday afternoon I closed up shop and headed home to get ready to depart for the airport.
On the drive home my mind raced as my thoughts of that beloved vacation sex filled my thoughts and also my boxers. Although the drive home was a short one, I was hard and ready to get my time off started. Racing in hoping to find the wife and get things off to a good start. Alas her last couple days were hectic as well as she was left to do all the packing and all the last minute chores of getting the house ready for our departure. All I found were the packed suitcases and a note. "Forgot the sunscreen, had to rush to the store for that and some magazines. Be home soon. Love you. XXX"
I looked down at the tent in my pants. Should I hit the shower or just make the wait a bit longer. Deciding the latter would just make me want her more I took the suitcases out to the car. We didn't have to leave for another hour so I figured she would be home soon enough to get in a quickie. Ten minutes later she rushed in, asking if I was ready to go, as we needed to drop off the keys to the house sitter and grab some quick dinner. She explained she didn't want to settle for airport food and wanted a decent meal before our red eye flight.
So off we went. Her in her rush, me in my semi hard state thinking that shower would have been a good idea. But my time was close at hand. I laughed to myself. Not at "my hands" this week. Thoughts of joining the mile high club flittered though my brain as we did our chores, ate our dinner and headed to the airport. Just before our boarding began she ran off to the bathroom. I again began to devise ways to get our week (and myself) off to a good start.
She returned and handed me a bottle just as we were called to board the plane. "Put these back in my purse while I get my carryon please." Looking down I sighed as I read the sleeping pill label on the bottle.
"Sleeping pills?" I inquired.
"You know I hate red eye flights and can never get to sleep on my own. You want me relaxed and good to go tomorrow on the beach don't you?" And with that we boarded and were off. I had a couple beers to help me relax. Resigning myself to one more night without before the onslaught began.
From there things went smoothly. We landed. Shuttled to the hotel. Checked in, and up to our room. It was everything the brochure had stated and more. Huge Jacuzzi bath, two could fit with room to spare. Three even I smiled to myself. As if that would ever happen. Having taken the red eye we had arrived on the island at 9:00 AM. After checking in we were in the room at just past 10:30. Naked by 10:45 and in each others arms for a long slow session of sex. Having been backed up and deprived for the past week of any amorous activity that long slow session lasted about 10 minutes.
"Don't worry about it." She giggled. "We have all week long. But the next time you had better last longer or I may need to go find the cabana boy." She teased. Slipping on her bikini and a shear cover we headed off to explore the resort and check out the beach. After strolling the entire grounds and looking around a bit we decided to stop at one of the many bars and have a libation before heading over to the sand to sunbathe.
We asked the young handsome bartender to recommend a local drink for us to try. He returned with two Mojitos. A rum, lime and sugarcane mixture with a touch of mint. They were very refreshing and easy to drink. We took them down to the sand and sipped them as we lay in the sun the rest of the day. About 4:00 PM she got hungry and thought we should head up to change for dinner.
As two young, very scantily clad ladies in their early twenties strolled by rather closely I commented, "I am getting mighty hungry myself, and you have just the meal I crave." I smiled and helped her pack up the beach bag and headed upstairs. She jumped in the shower; I joined her in there and was soon enjoying that meal between her legs. I licked, nibbled and sucked her to two orgasms as the water cascaded down onto us.
"Lets get out and see if I can find myself a good meal." She said taking hold of my hardened cock and pulling me up into a passionate kiss as she turned the water off with her other hand. We got out dried off, and found our way to the bed. "OH SHIT!!" She exclaimed. "I stopped and phoned in dinner reservations for the steak house for 5:30." The clock next to the bed read 5:18. We quickly threw on our clothes, no easy task for me in my present condition. We were out the door and across the complex for a nice long meal.
Two bottles of wine latter and after a long stroll on the beach we were exhausted from traveling and the long day. Up in the r
oom she kissed me softly and asked if she could make it up to me tomorrow as she was spent. Still half hard as I had been all evening I too was beyond tired and we fell asleep in each other's arms.
Now I am used to being up early. Even on vacation a good day of sleeping in is until 7:00 AM. I awoke with more morning wood then I knew what to do with. I crawled between her legs and again began to kiss and nibble my way up to paradise in paradise. She spread her legs and enjoyed every nibble and kiss as I licked and played there for a good 40 minutes.
Upon her second shuddering climax she whimpered, "I need you inside me. NOW!"
She didn't need to ask twice. I was inside and pumping away hard and fast. Too hard and too fast. Again I came like a schoolboy in less then 2 minutes. Having been satisfied by my tongue she wasn't too perturbed. Though she did tease me again about looking up that "cabana boy". I laughed and told her she might indeed have to if I kept performing as I had so far this week.
We dressed and headed off to our zip-lining adventure. The scenery was magnificent. The weather was beautiful. The excursion was all we had hoped for. They offered rum punch drinks that kept everyone in high spirits. The day went by fast. Scheduled to be back at the hotel by 2:30 we ran a little late. Our couple's massage was scheduled for 5:30 as the sun was due to descend at 7:00 that evening. We had a quick bite in the restaurant and headed back to our room. Some heavy petting left us naked once more and ready to go further. She kneeled and took my cock in her mouth. Her warm lips bringing me close to again shooting off like an adolescent. I quickly pulled her to her feet and bent her over the table.
She cooed as she looked back over her shoulder. "Going to give me the fucking I deserve this time big boy?" A mocking tone in her voice. Perhaps it was the one to many rum punches, or the two mojitas with our quick meal. She was right in her tone though Had I slid into her after her lips had brought me so close I would again be shooting off inside her like a pop gun.
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