Perverts 'R' Us

Big Eyes

By Nobody True ( M/f, 1st, cons )

I still can't believe what's happened. How on earth could I have been so stupid?

My two best friends stared at me. "Are you sure, Tamara?"

I nodded. "Of course I'm sure. I've done the tests three times."

"What are you going to tell your parents?"

"Tell my parents?"

Oh god, I never thought of that, they will go mad, that's for sure. Daddy will go mad at Uncle Brian, he's not really my Uncle, just Daddy's best friend. He'll probably want to kill him, after what he's done to his little princess.

He wouldn't be able to, of course. OK, so Daddy is a large built man, fat and flabby, really. Whereas Uncle Brian's of average build and well-toned - god, he's got muscles everywhere, as I've recently found out to my detriment. I felt a damp patch form in my knickers as I squirmed at the thought.

Mummy would be devastated, her thirteen-year-old, "how fast you've grown up" daughter, pregnant, oh the shame of it.

She wouldn't be a problem; Uncle Brian would get round her.

Oh, I'd watched over the years, how Uncle Brian lovingly messed about with mummy, even when Daddy was there.

And how many times, had we all heard Uncle Brian, telling Daddy that he didn't deserve a woman like Mummy.

And how many times had he told her that he would look after her and us, if she'd only just ask.

Over the years, I'd secretly wished that Uncle Brian was my Daddy.

Oh, how I'd wished, and of course, there's the power thing.

Uncle Brian has always had, some kind of control over Daddy, in fact when Uncle Brian says jump you lazy fat sod.

Daddy asks, how high.

My sneaky, devious natured brain, had taken over, once again.

I thought to myself, it's not as if he's my real father, not blood related, ok, so he's brought me up as his own daughter, since I was a tiny baby.

It's not as if he hadn't cuddled or accidentally touched me in places, where he shouldn't have over the years.

And how many times had he accidentally on purpose, come out of their bedroom to go to the toilet naked lately, with his tiny fat cock protruding out.

"Ups sorry princess I thought you were out"

yeah right, I shuddered at the thought.

And he always sits on the edge of my bed trying to stare up my short pleated school skirt, while I sprawl on my bed doing my homework, especially when mum and my step sisters aren't around.

Anyway, I'd caught him staring at my chubby bottom and developing boobs, lots of times lately.

I giggled, chubby bottom, that's what Uncle Brian had said, as he brushed past me "Now that's what I call a lovely little chubby bottom" Oh, how I blushed.

And he, my Daddy had a habit of walking into the bathroom, when I was taking a shower, I'd noticed him lots of times checking me out.

Well, this has to be my only plan of action, unless Uncle Brian sorts things out.

Julie and Clare stared at me, bug eyed and nodded, when I threatened them, under the pain of death, if they told a soul.

"We promise" they both oathed as they crossed their hearts.

We, all three of us walked towards the swing park, my twin eight-year-old step sisters were already playing on the see saw, we sat on a bench and watched them.

"Beep, beep," A car horn sounded.

Sarah and Sammy enthusiastically waved at Uncle Brian, as he drove past the park in his builders van, waving his muscled arm out of the opened window.

My pussy quivered, as he smiled that wicked smile, and waved in my direction, I waved back.

I didn't have to worry about Sarah or Sammy; I'd often found it strange how the twins, would always sit on Uncle Brian's knee at every opportunity, yet never sit on their own Daddy's knee.

I smiled fondly, remembering.

As he cuddled the twin girls into him tightly, his hands stroked each of there little swimming costumed bottoms in the palms of his hands, as both of them sat on each of his knees, they giggled like mad as he whispered into their ears.

They, the twins, like I did, loved their Uncle Brian, and they knew as well as I did, there wasn't anything in this world, he wouldn't do, or give to us, all we had to do was ask.

Clare stared at me, and whispered "If you're pregnant who's is it?"

"What" shit, I hadn't thought of that, it was time to put my plan into action.

"Shush, somebody might hear" I told her as I scanned our surroundings for the nearest person, in case they'd overheard.

I beckoned them to me, Clare and Jane inched closer, "My Daddy"

"You're Daddy" Clare squealed out loud, I slapped her hard across her face, leaving a red mark on her cheek.

"Shush" Clare was crying and holding her cheek, Jane nodded, "Step Daddy's always do that kind of thing, and at least he can get it sorted"

I stared at Jane, my lifelong thirteen-year-old girl friend, "Sorted?"

She nodded "Sorted, you know a termination".

We, I and Clare stared at Jane, she had suddenly become very knowledgeable, or was there something she hadn't informed us about, were we missing something.

Jane became jittery and embarrassed under our beady eyed scrutiny "Is there something that you would like to tell us about Jane?"

Her mother had remarried recently.

Jane shook her head "Um, No, I think I had better be getting home now"

We stared after her as she slunk off, towards the park gates.

Sarah and Sammy shouted "Bye Jane" she waved back at them.

Clare stood up from the bench and said "I hope you get it sorted, I'll go and catch her up" I stared at her and nodded.

As she walked away I shouted at her "Don't say a word to anyone Clare"

She nodded and scampered after Jane.

I knew fine well, I'd have to give Clare a few more good slaps, just to make sure, she kept her big gob shut.

The twins ran over to me, "Do we have to go home now Tamara?" they asked in unison.

"No, why, you've got plenty of time" Sarah turned and pointed to the group of lads that had just entered the park gates.

I stared at Tommy Ray and his friends, "Go and play on the swings girls" Sarah and Sammy ran to the swings excitedly, squealing like banshees.

Tommy and his little gang of cronies looked over towards me; they briskly rushed off in the opposite direction.

I giggled to myself, Tommy was no fool, he had been my boyfriend for a little while, but I'd soon got bemused by his immature fumbling.

And anyway Uncle Brian had soon given them the hard word, after Tommy and his mates started causing me a little harassment; they kept well and truly out of my way now.

I sat and thought about that day with Uncle Brian, as I watched my sisters playing happily on the swings……

We, I and the twins climbed into the back of Uncle Brian's empty cleaned out builders van, Daddy sat in the front, Uncle Brian drove us down to the local river.

I had already got changed into my old Speedo swimsuit, white with black stripes down the sides and Uncle Brian had already remarked on the way it fitted so snugly, as I wrapped a beach towel around my shoulders.

He smiled the wickedest of smiles ever, while scrutinizing my pussy mound as it bulged through the thin white material.

I blushed, as he inadvertently stroked the front of his shorts, and I stared with big eyes at his hand, and gasped, as he squeezed his fat cock.

I could see it was a lot bigger, than my Daddy's little fat cock.

"You've got big eyes haven't you?" Uncle Brian said.

Curiosity had gotten the better of me, I smiled and nodded coyly, I already knew his meaning, as I scampered away to see if my sister were ready.

We set off on the eventful journey.

And arrived as the car park started filling up, we were lucky to get a parking space close to the wall and away from prying eyes, as always on trips to the river, we got changed in the back of the van as Daddy or Uncle Brian stood guard.

We wandered down the ash path and along the edge of the river towards our favorite swimming spot; Daddy struggled a few yards in front of us, carrying the large picnic hamper that Mummy had made up, and trying hard to keep up with the twins, as they excitedly ran on ahead.

Uncle Brian followed a couple of steps behind me, carrying an old blanket, a screen, and spare towels under his arm, calling to the twins to slow down, as we had all day. Every time I turned around, he rubbed at the front of his shorts and blew kisses at me. I smiled and went along with it, and blew kisses back, wiggling my bottom as I walked.

He patted my bottom lightly as I accentuated swinging my hips. I flirted outrageously, and he laughed and I giggled,

We had reached our swimming spot. We always sat under the old oak tree, where the grassy river bank gently sloped down to the river. Daddy dumped the picnic basket down on the grass next to the twin's discarded towels, and followed the girls into the shallow river. Daddy threw a large rock onto the river bank and Uncle Brian began knocking the posts of the screen into the ground and made camp.

I dropped my towel and ran towards the river and bombed myself in, splashing Daddy and my little sisters. Daddy shouted out in shock, Sarah and Sammy squealed with delight as the water cascaded over them.

Uncle Brian stood on the bank laughing, holding a post with one hand, the other suddenly stopped with the rock held in mid-swing. He stared at me intensely, as I stood in the cool, shallow water, completely drenched.

I stared down at my torso. My nipples were rock hard and protruding out of the thin, white, now see-through material. I tried to adjust the top, and felt the thin material squeeze between my chubby buttocks and pussy lips.

Shocked, I rushed to get out of the water before anyone noticed, and clambered up the small grass bank. Uncle Brian stood in front of me, and held my towel out towards me. I reached out to grab it away from him.

He pulled me forward and wrapped the towel around my shoulders, and led me, with his arm around my waist, back to the camp he'd made. I turned around hoping Daddy hadn't noticed my predicament. He hadn't; he was too engrossed, ogling a small plump woman with the biggest breasts I'd ever seen, and the twins, who were happily playing with her two sons.

Uncle Brian crouched down at the side of the tree. The small camp was surrounded by the screen and completely hidden from view. He sat on the blanket and pulled me down onto his knees. The towel fell away and exposed my predicament.

He smiled, the wickedest smile I'd ever seen, and stared into my eyes, I stared back frightened, yet excited, unsure of what was going to happen next. I didn't have long to wait, as I felt Uncle Brian's hand completely cover my small right boob mound and squeeze. I gasped and stared at his hand, as his fingers scissor'ed, my hardened nipple protruding through the damp material. His fingers clamped shut and squeezed my nipple hard.

I stared shocked, and squealed as he kneaded my hardened nipple between his thumb and forefinger; his hand moved to my left boob mound and he carried on toying.

He pulled me towards him and kissed me on the forehead, "Are you OK, Tamara?"

I stared up at him, frightened, unsure of the feelings he was evoking within me, and nodded. His hand slid down away from my boob and glided down my slightly-paunched belly towards the thin swimsuit's gusset that was completely obscured by my exposed stretched pussy lips.

His palm smoothed gently over my pussy mound. His middle finger slid between my pussy lips and pressed the material hard against my hole. His index finger and ring finger squeezed my pussy lips together, completely obscuring his middle finger.

My knees closed tightly and I tried to pull his hand away from his intimate touching. Suddenly he grabbed at the crotch of the swimsuit and pulled the material tight between my pussy lips. I "Owwed" as the material cut into me. I stared down and my pussy lips were fully bloated.

He pulled at the material again. I owwed and grimaced, "You're hurting me."

"Open your legs, Tamara." The pressure on my minora subsided as I slowly opened my legs.

He pulled again. "Ooww…"

"Wider."

My legs opened and he shuffled me around on his lap. My legs fell over his thighs, my feet lay either side of his knees. He reached behind me and fumbled, straightening his cock. I felt it dig into my back. Now he had both arms wrapped around my waist. He reached for my knees and lifted them up and pushed them apart, with my feet firmly planted on the blanket either side of his thighs. His fingers gently lifted the material out from between my engorged pussy lips and pulled, completely exposing my mound.

Uncle Brian "wowed" as he stared down my body and stroked my bald pussy mound. "Do you shave it?"

I shook my head, "No, they haven't grown yet" his middle and index fingers dipped between my bloated lips and eased them open, his middle finger dipped into my damp, tiny minora. His fingertip pressed against my hymen. I owwed and tried to jump away from him.

"You're still a virgin, aren't you Tamara?"

I nodded, knowing why he seemed so surprised. Tommy had gone around telling everybody, that he'd fucked me and that I'd done all kinds of things for him. Of course I hadn't, but other people weren't to know that.

He kissed me on the cheek "That's a good girl, saving it all for me."

I started to get frightened and hoped he wasn't going to try and fuck me here and now. What if Daddy and my sisters caught us?

I know it was my own fault for flirting with him, but I didn't expect it to go this far. I need not have worried so much, especially when his index finger found my love button and teased it from between its folds.

I gasped, and stared amazed when he squeezed the hardened nub between his forefinger and thumb and rolled it gently back and forth and reamed my tiny minora with his middle finger all at the same time with only his right hand. I needed two hands to do it myself.

His left hand roughly squeezed my right boob, his thumb and fore-fingernails dug into my nipple. I gasped, squealing at the pain from my nipple, and groaning with pleasure as his fingers worked like magic. Within seconds I orgasmed; my body shook and squirmed in his lap. I tried in vain to pull his hands away from my boob and pussy.

He carried on reaming and toying with my love button, my pussy rocked against his fingers. His thumb and fingernails eventually released my nipple and he let go of my boob. He had to put his hand over my mouth to muffle my squeals of delight and to stop me from screaming as I continuously orgasmed.

His hand masked my mouth tightly as he shushed me, and eventually he stopped playing with my pussy and I quieted down. He kissed me hard on the lips and I stared up at him and smiled dreamily. He nodded towards his hand, and I looked down. His fingers were dripping wet from my pussy.

Uncle Brian wiped his fingers on my heaving chest, lifted me off his lap, and dumped me onto the blanket. I grabbed my towel and covered my modesty.

"I won't be a minute, Tamara" he said as he stood and climbed over the screen. Holding his cock, he rushed away. I heard a splash of water, and my little sisters cry out, "Uncle Brian!"

I leant against the tree, dreamily sighing, with the towel wrapped around me, and my pussy aching from Uncle Brian's toying, and I hoped he would do it again soon.

My mind was lost in a world of erotic fantasy.

Suddenly Daddy appeared, "What's the matter with you?"

I sat bolt upright in shock, "What? Oh nothing, I'm, I'm just tired" I stammered.

"Tired, we've only been here half an hour."

I thought to myself, only half an hour, my god, only 30 minutes, and Uncle Brian did all that to me. Oh Wow.

A young boy stood behind Daddy as he unpacked the picnic basket, staring at me. I stared back and mouthed, "What you looking at?"

"Right, there's cheese and tomato, egg, and mayo, or ham and pickles."

The boy asked for ham and pickles, and took the buns from Daddy and ran off. I smirked.

Daddy stuffed a sandwich into his fat gob, and ate like a pig. Uncle Brian returned with Sarah, Sammy, and the other boy.

"Don't eat everything, Daddy," Sarah admonished her father. He guffawed and bits of sandwich flew everywhere. Sometimes we all hated Daddy.

"Hey fatso, we've got a guest," Uncle Brian kicked at Daddy's legs. The young boy just stared.

"Here you are, James," Sammy passed him a couple of buns. The boy smiled sweetly back at her. "This is our big sister, Tamara."

James reached out his hand as if to shake mine and said, "Nice to meet you." I took his hand, shook, and smiled back. Sammy's face lit up and her eyes filled with glee, as she stared at the little hard pecker in his shorts. They ran out of the camp together.

"Oh boy," I thought, "she's in love as well."

Daddy grabbed a handful of buns and left the camp. Sarah knelt, exploring each of the buns. Uncle Brian knelt down, and I stared at the loose bulge in his shorts.

He caught me staring and smiled, he mouthed, "Big eyes" at me. I stuck out my tongue and giggled. "I thought we might have a walk up the car park later and get some ice lollies for the little ones. What do you think?"

"Oh yes please, Uncle Brian," squealed Sarah.

"OK, we'll go and get them later, OK Tamara?"

I nodded, agreeing. I'd go anywhere with him now, as long as he played with my pussy.

Sammy sat with her back to Uncle Brian as he knelt. She passed me a couple of buns and I nibbled at one. I stared in awe, with a mouthful of cheese and tomato as Uncle Brian suddenly reached into his shorts and fumbled, straightening his cock.

"I'll do that for you, if you played with my pussy again," I thought.

He'd caught me staring again. He stared at me, and animatedly opening his eyes wider. I giggled, finding it funny. I'd wish later, I hadn't.

Sammy didn't see or understand what we were giggling at, so she left us to it and wandered off.

"Are you feeling OK?"

I nodded, "Oh yes" I took a bite out of the bun.

"Want to play some more games?" I nodded enthusiastically with a mouthful of bun.

Uncle Brian stared at me, "Back at the van."

I stared at him, smiled, and nodded slowly.

"Do you know what your trouble is?" He patted the bulge in his shorts, I stared at his hand, "You're eyes are bigger than your belly."

I smiled and giggled with my mouth full. We finished eating and packed what was left back into the basket.

Uncle Brian and I told Daddy - who was sitting chatting to the plump woman and still ogling her big tits - that we were going to check on the van and get some ice lollies. The twins were still happily playing in the river with the boys. Daddy said OK, but didn't seem bothered. He was too engrossed in the woman's chest.

We walked a little way along the ash path. Uncle Brian asked if he could carry me. I nodded, grinning like a Cheshire cat. He grabbed me and pulled me towards him and lifted me up by my bottom. I hugged his neck tightly and gripped the corners of the beach towel together. I wrapped my legs around his waist, crossing and locking my feet together around his back.

I was stunned by what happened next, as he carried me along the path. Uncle Brian slipped both of his hands under the towel, and stroked my bottom, and suddenly ripped the gusset of my swimsuit in half. My pussy was now free from the material, his fingers delved between my pussy lips and six fingers twiddled with my love button and reamed my hole all at once. I quietly squealed and moaned in delight into his ear.

He said "Hello" to other people we passed, his fingers strumming my nub, hidden from everyone's view under the beach towel. Nobody noticed, not even the old couple who stopped and asked for directions.

Three of his fingers left my pussy momentarily. I stared over his shoulder dreamily, through glazed eyes, at his glistening wet fingers as he pointed directions. They didn't notice.

He carried on along the ash path. Two fingertips dipped into and stretched my minora wide open. I owwed and Uncle Brian giggled.

We reached the car park and Uncle Brian asked the ice cream man what time he closed. "About an hour or so," he said, and he said he would keep our ice lollies for us.

Uncle Brian to my amazement, even managed to reach into his shorts pocket, pay the man, and pocket the change as he still carried on twiddling with my pussy.

I knew that Uncle Brian could do what ever he wanted to me now. I had cum a thousand times, my pussy was soaking wet, my hole stretched wide and still not broken, but ached for more and more. My mind was lost in a world full of ecstasy.

He unlocked and opened the van's back doors and crawled in with me still clinging around him. He switched on the interior light and dragged a black refuse bag towards him and with one hand ripped it open.

Out unraveled a large bed quilt. He spread it out onto the floor of the van and unlocked my arms from around his neck and laid me down. The towel fell away, and he reached behind and unhooked my feet from behind his back.

He pulled the back doors shut and locked them. He smiled down at me and stared at my pussy. He pulled off his tee shirt and smiled down at me again, slipping down his shorts and taking them off.

I didn't dare look. I knew what was coming next, or at least I thought I did. Nervous, I lifted back up. He pushed me back down onto my back and knelt between my thighs. He lifted my feet up onto his shoulders.

He looked down at me and asked," Ready?"

I stared up at him, and nodded nervously, "Please don't hurt me."

I gasped as I felt the weight of his cock rest against my pussy mound. He rubbed it slowly up and down. My swollen pussy lips stretched wide open, in the wake of his thick cock. He slid the whole length up until I felt his balls rest against my bottom and back down, furrowing the crack of my pussy. I could feel it was big. But I wasn't sure how big, I didn't dare look.

I squirmed my bottom underneath him, trying to ready my pussy for its onslaught as his cock slid easily up and down between my pussy lips. My virgin minora gaped wide open, and tried to suck the large vein on the back of his cock, inside.

His cock slid down, and I felt his bulbous cock head resting against the small opening of my hole. He pushed and the head forced its way into the inner rim of my pussy.

"Ooww" The whole of his cock head stretched my minora into my hole. I felt dizzy. He held it in place, and his face towered high above me as he smiled down.

"Ready?" I nodded. He pushed ever so gently.

"Aaargh, ooww" I felt his cock head push hard against my hymen. I stared up at him, and grimaced, rocking my bottom to and fro, and it was no use.

It hurt like hell and he hadn't gotten it in yet, "Oh god no, please don't, it hurts."

Suddenly, with no warning, he pushed down hard, and drove his cock through, tearing my hymen to shreds. I screamed in agony, "Aaargh ooww… Oh god NOooooo, please stop!" The searing pain was so intense.

He kept on going, burying the length of his cock into my tiny passage tube, and kept on, forcing, stretching the walls of my tiny pussy to accommodate his width. I carried on screaming. He was oblivious to the sound, and suddenly his cock bottomed out, crashing into my cervix.

He held it tightly inside me, I reached down between my legs, and grabbed hold of his thick shaft with both hands. My fingers tips barely joined my thumbs. I tried to stop him, in vain, from forcing hard against my cervix.

I'd stopped screaming and was sobbing my heart out. Tears blurred my vision as he smiled down at me, "See what I mean about big eyes, Tamara?"

I nodded up at him, my chest heaved as he snaked his hips and ground his cock into my cervix, I stared between my legs, at my fingers grasping his thick shaft, and stared through tear-stained eyes at my obscenely-stretched, bloated pussy lips, and suddenly I realized that he was trying to get the rest of his cock inside of me.

I cried out, "No, please don't, it's killing me."

His cock started backing out. I stared amazed as I held it tightly between my fingers, and I could feel the walls of my passage collapsing as he pulled it out. Suddenly his cock head plopped out, and he rested it against my pussy mound. I lifted my hands and his cock snaked up my belly. I let go in shock. The length of his cock was incredible. Its size just wouldn't register in my brain.

"That's enough for now, Tamara" he wiped his cock and my pussy with his tee shirt, and passed me a carrier bag with my clean clothes inside.

"Here, get dressed" I pulled the tee shirt, shorts and clean knickers out of the carrier bag, he took the knickers off me saying, "You wont be needing them."

He pulled on his shorts, as I got dressed, and he unlocked and opened the van doors, and climbed out. I followed him and leant against the side of the van, trying to steady my legs. An old man sat alone in his car, parked in the next bay to us. He kept staring at me with his mouth open in shock.

Uncle Brian walked over to the ice cream van, and the man smiled at him and winked, "Any good?"

I joined Uncle Brian, he passed me the bag with the ice lollies inside, "Only the best, a bit tight though, but that's because I've got a big cock, isn't it Tamara?"

I nodded and smiled the sweetest of smiles. His young girl assistant, bug-eyed as Uncle Brian opened the top of his shorts and she stared inside.

We walked away, "The cheeky sod asked if he could have sloppy seconds, and I didn't even cum.

We carried on walking along the ash path, towards our camp.

"Uncle Brian, why didn't you cum?"

He stopped in his tracks, "Well Tamara, that's something you'll have to work at and find out for yourself; later today, perhaps?"

I nodded and said "OK," not really understanding the implication, or that I'd just agreed to let him fuck me again.

We reached camp, and the twins were excited about getting the ice lollies. I passed them out, 2 each to the girls, 2 each to the boys, 1 for Daddy, 1 for the lady, and 2 for me and Uncle Brian. We sat and ate them. Uncle Brian waded into the river and washed his tee shirt out. The girls splashed him, scooping up water with their hands. He laughed and they giggled. I sat and smiled, I watched as Daddy seemed to become quite intimate with the big-breasted lady, and they said they were going to have a walk along the river's edge. The lady asked if we would keep an eye on the boys, and Uncle Brian said he would. Anyway the boys didn't seem bothered; they were quite happily playing in the river with the twins and splashing each other.

I sat in the camp; uncle Brian hung his tee shirt over the screen, "Want to play for a while?"

I shook my head. "I'm sore, you hurt me."

He grabbed my wrist and pulled me towards and on top of him. Before I could do anything his right hand was inside my shorts and two of his fingers were roughly pushed inside my pussy, his left hand rested on my back and held me down. I squealed as he kissed me on the lips and tried to get away, his fingers shot further into my pussy.

Sammy and James had wandered back into the camp and sat down; James stared at us looking worried.

Sammy cuddled him and said, "It's OK James, they're only play-fighting, we always play-fight with Uncle Brian."

I stared down at Uncle Brian's face, grinning back up at me. His fingers slid up and down inside my pussy while his thumb strummed at my hardening nub.

"Stop it, don't, not here…" I mouthed silently.

"Promise?"

I nodded; he removed his fingers from my pussy and pulled his hand out of my shorts, without the kids noticing. The strange thing was, his fingers didn't hurt me at all.

Sarah wandered into the camp shivering, followed by David. Uncle Brian wrapped a towel around her and rubbed her warm.

"Want some coffee to warm you up?"

All the kids squealed, "Yes please."

Uncle Brian got the flask out of the basket and poured coffee into the beakers and past them around. The kids sipped at the warm coffee.

Daddy returned with the lady. She looked a little disheveled and Daddy looked pleased with himself. "Coffee, that smells nice. Is there any left?" asked the lady.

Uncle Brian retrieved another flask from the basket and passed it to her.

I couldn't help but notice the way Uncle Brian stared at Daddy, "So how far did you get along the river?"

"Oh, quite a ways" Daddy smiled.

"Well, me and Tamara are going for a walk and you can keep an eye on your kids."

Uncle Brian stood up and stormed off. I followed, running after him. He was cursing Daddy. When I did manage to catch him up, he didn't say a word. I just walked at his side.

He walked off the track and peeked into some bushes. "In here."

I followed him into a small clearing. He sat on the grass and pulled my shorts down my legs.

"Now strip."

I sat down and pulled my tee shirt over my head and threw it on the ground. I slipped my shorts off my feet and threw them on my shirt. Uncle Brian added his shorts to the small pile of clothes, and he sat waiting, completely naked.

I couldn't help but stare at the size of his cock and it wasn't even hard.

He pulled me towards him, kissed me on the lips, and forced his tongue into my mouth. "You're going to make me cum this time, Tamara."

He pushed me roughly down on my back and opened my legs. He knelt between my thighs and stretched my legs wider, "Get hold of it then…"

I reached down and held his heavy cock in both hands. It hardened at my touch. It felt so big and hard, yet so soft and a velvety texture. He rocked his hips backward and fore ward as his cock hardened in my grip.

He grabbed the tops of my thighs near to my bottom and lifted me up, stretching my thighs wide open.

"Now put it in your pussy."

I pushed the bulbous pinky-white head into my pussy's minora. So easily he lifted me further up off the floor, as I ran my hands up and down his shaft. He pushed hard, and I squealed in shock as his cock shot between my hands and into my pussy. In one hard push he'd forced his cock onto my cervix.

I owwed and cried as he ground his cock head into my cervix, pushing harder and harder. He lifted, twisted, and pulled, pushed, and rocked my body.

Suddenly I screamed. My fornix's walls stretched and opened, and my cervix gave way as Uncle Brian forced his cock head through and into my womb.

My shoulders dragged against the turf as he pushed and pulled me onto his cock, fucking me like crazy. I couldn't scream anymore, and my hands held onto my belly. It felt like his cock was working its way up through my womb into my belly and up into my throat. I felt the whole of his body stiffen. His cock lurched into me, and his cock throbbed and erupted inside of me.

My young body didn't know what was happening, I spasmd in orgasm after orgasm, as my body responded to his. His cock pumped and pumped his red-hot cum into me, stinging, burning and coating his DNA into the walls of my young receptive virgin womb. He pulled back slowly as more and more of his sperm filled my womb to the brim, he pulled back further as my fornix's walls closed behind him, locking his sperm inside, and still he fucked me, faster, back in and out of my womb at a steady rhythm; his cock pumped his cum into and flooded my pussy.

Still he kept fucking me, not wanting to stop. I didn't care any more, it was too late now. Anyway, he was right. I do have big eyes and I loved it. Now I was totally and only his. I belonged to Uncle Brian…..

True to his word, Uncle Brian sorted it, all right….

Tommy got the blame for my predicament, and Oh boy was Uncle Brian going to make him pay.

Daddy ran off with the big-breasted woman, so there wasn't a problem there.

I lay on my new double bed, waiting for my turn and listened. The bed springs creaked, and the headboard shunted against the bedroom wall as Mummy screamed, "Oh GOD, OH GOD, NOooooo… please, please no more," Loud enough to wake the dead as Uncle Brian fucked her silly.

The twins giggled uncontrollably in their bedroom, as they waited their turn to play with Uncle Brian.

The End

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