Twisted Niece
(M/f, inc, ws, teen, cons)

by Kysa Braswell
www.kysaonline.com

I make extra money stripping at parties. But I never perform in my home town. I have seen some familiar faces but I don't think they've recognized me. In makeup and a wig and no clothes, they don't notice anyway. But last month I was doing a gig at a bachelor party 60 miles from my home town and who should I see but my father's brother, George.

He recognized me right off. Our eyes met and he smiled and winked to let me know it was cool. I danced and strutted my stuff, shaking my tits and even letting the groom-to-be finger my pussy. The entire time I kept my eyes on Uncle George who watched me with a leer and an obvious bulge in his lap. I was hot, a usual state for an exhibitionist, but the thought that my own uncle was watching and lusting for me rang my bells like crazy.

Uncle George managed to corner me after my number. I had put a robe on, but it wasn't tied and I wanted to see if he'd do anything. No one else knew he was my uncle and they figured that he was just hitting on a stripper.

"Nice job," Uncle George said, getting his eyes full of my knockers and pussy.

"Bet this is nice,too, Uncle George," I said, touching his bulge and rubbing the 9-inch hardon straining to get out. He reached out as well, cupping my cunt and slipping a finger in me.

"Why don't you come over to my place tomorrow for dinner," he said. I was humping his hand then. "I'll fix spaghetti." He removed his hand and stuck a juice covered finger. "Hmm. You bring dessert."

The following night I knocked on his door at ten minutes before 6. My uncle's raised eyebrows assured me that I had dressed accordingly. I wore a short white mini-dress that hugged every curve. I wore no underwear, so Uncle George could see my nipples and my triangular pubic region. I noticed that he was wearing tight pants and wasn't hard.

Yet.

I stood on tip-toe and kissed him hello and managed to slip my tongue teasingly into his mouth. I could feel my uncle's eyes on my ass as I wiggled past him into the living room. I sat in a chair and slowly crossed my long legs, knowing he could see my blonde cunt. I could see the swelling in Uncle George's pants.

"Can I offer you an appetizer or a cocktail?" he asked as he stood beside me.

"I'll have both," I said, running my hand up his thigh and massaging the middle leg beneath the cotton. I unfastened his pants and tugged his zipper down. My uncle wasn't wearing underwear either and his huge prick sprang out and I gasped when I saw how big it was. The thing was as big around as his wrist and at least 9 inches long! It would have to be the perfect model for any sculpture of a cock or maybe dildoes. The head was covered with a thick foreskin, and it was swollen and throbbing.

My mouth watered. I inhaled and smelled a freshly-scrubbed smell with more than a hint of manly musk. I pointed his prick toward my mouth, parted my lips and planted a kiss squarely on the head. Uncle George moaned, put his hand on the back of my head and pushed his prick forward. I let that massive tool part my lips and slide over my tongue.

"Ooh, yeah, Kelly, that's good," he said as I reached up to massage his swollen balls. "Suck it, Sweetie." He'd always called me by that nickname, though of course never in this situation with his throbbing prick in my mouth. Already I could taste the slippery sweet precum as it oozed from the piss slit and onto my tongue. Hmm, good stuff!

I pulled my mouth off and laid back, spreading my legs wide. "Your turn, Uncle George. Lick my cunny...."

"Say please, young lady," he said sternly.

"Please eat my pussy, Uncle George!" I reached down and traced my slit with my finger and rubbed my clit. My clit has always been big, sticking out like a tiny cock about half the size of my little finger. Whenever I get the slightest bit turned on, my clit swells and rubs against my panties (that's why I don't wear any) and gets me hot.

Uncle George was staring at my swollen clit with a look on his face like he was starving. He got on his knees, grabbed my thighs and buried his mouth between my cuntlips. I put my hand on the back of his head, thrust my hips forward and guided his mouth. And when he latched his teeth onto my clit, my body jerked and I came.

"Ohgod... jeez that's good!" I screamed as my uncle ate me out and drank every drop of my girl cum. His tongue drilled deep into my pussy, his teeth nipped at my labia, his lips caressed the sensitive raw flesh. I rode his face hard as wave after wave of pleasure rushed over me. My thighs held his head in a vise-like grip and I crossed my ankles, locking his head in my fork. I wailed and shouted and came as no man had ever made me cum before.

I was half-conscious when uncle George picked me up and carried me to his big bed. He gently laid me down on the satin sheets and kissed me. His open palm rubbed my tender nipples and I could feel his big cock tapping against my hip. I spread my legs and when my uncle climbed over me I bent my knees, elevating my pussy. I watched as his beautiful cock split my cuntlips and rubbed my clit as it slowly filled and stretched me painfully wide. I had my hands on his shoulders and looked into his eyes. I was blissful at the sensation of fucking my own uncle.

"Oh, Uncle George, your big cock feels so good going into my pussy! Does it feel good to you?"

"Yes, Sweetie, your pussy feels wonderful. So tight... wet... hot!" When his balls mashed against my ass and his immense prick was buried inside me, I put my arms around his neck and held him tight.

"Fuck me, Uncle George! Fuck me hard!"

And he did just that. My Uncle George always had the reputation of being a ladies man and I was finding out first hand why that was so. He held me tightly but tenderly and he fucked me with the energy and passion of a 20-year old but with experience and a genuine consideration for my pleasure. No wonder women loved him: he knew how to make a woman feel special.

I had one long orgasm, punctuated by the sensation of my uncle's cock swelling inside me and then spraying his huge cum load over the aching walls of my cunt. My legs flailed; my feet spurred his flexing ass; I shouted and groaned and cried. I felt juices overflow from my stuffed cunt and pour down my ass onto the bedsheets where a wet spot grew beneath me.

After his drained cock slipped out of me, we went to the bathroom for a shower. Uncle George soaped me, kneading my breasts and squeezing my nipples. He fingered my cunt and soon I felt myself needing to tinkle real bad. Uncle George told me to do it in the tub and then he shut off the water and laid down between my legs.

"On me," he said. "Pee on me."

I squatted over his chest and he was staring at my split cunt. It took several seconds for me to relax but finally a few drops trickled onto his hairy chest, then a strong flow of amber. Uncle George held my ass and moved my spraying pussy to his mouth and started gulping my pee. I couldn't believe it! I hadn't ever met a golden shower lover but my uncle sure did enjoy drinking my pee. I reached behind me and grabbed hold of his cock, again hard and throbbing.

"Now, pee on me," I said when my bladder was empty. My uncle stood and I sat staring at his giant cock in front of my face. Uncle George strained to piss out of his hardon and suddenly a hot torrent of pee gushed onto my tits and I shuddered with perverse delight. The sweet, acrid smell made my nostrils flair and I closed my eyes and moved my head into the stream, letting the hot flow splash on my face and cascade down my naked body. So hot; so filthy and wicked; so fucking good!

Well, Uncle George has taught me a lot since that first time. As soon as I finish writing this, I'll be visiting him and he's going to suck my ass before he fucks it with that big cock of his. He taught me about anal sex, too, and I love it. Every girl should have an uncle who's as attentive and loving as my Uncle George!



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© Kysa Braswell
www.kysaonline.com