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First Fuck (Mf, incest, cons, pedo)
"It's no good - I'm never going to grow up!"
Linda gazed tearfully at Auntie Madge. Madge gazed back at her with a
calculating eye. It was quite true, Linda had all the appearances of a
twelve-year-old. It wasn't just the way she dressed, although her mother
did dress her like a twelve-year-old, and wouldn't let her wear make-up.
It was everything else, the behaviour, attitudes, mannerisms. And then
the physical features, her small size, the tiny breasts, the complete
absence of body-hair, the clear innocent candour of the grey eyes in the
pretty gamine features of the child. Mentally she chuckled. Even she was
thinking of her as a 'child' when in fact Linda, at sixteen, was a
teenager with her hormones raging at full flood. Her mind alight to all
the possibilities she sighed audibly.
"What are we going to do with you Linda, why can't you just wait to
grow up. You are such a pretty little thing, you really should be
pleased with your attributes."
Linda scowled at her in disgust.
"There you are! I'm a 'pretty little thing.' And what use are my
attributes if no boy will ask me out because I look like a child?"
Auntie Madge looked at her and nodded wisely.
"That's what this is all about isn't it? Sex!"
Linda thought about it.
"Maybe it is. Everyone else at school is in a relationship or whatever
they call it, and yes, of course it's important. But Auntie Madge! Maybe
it won't ever happen to me. I'm so physically immature perhaps I can't
have sex - not ever!"
Her Aunt tried to reason with her,
"If you aren't ready then all you can do is be patient and wait."
Linda's frustration boiled up,
"But I AM! I know I am. I keep on getting these fantastic
dreams . . ."
She was crying now. Even the tears on her cheeks had no mercy. They made
her look even younger! Madge began angling for her prey.
"It's such a shame. As soon as you start having sex, you are bound to
start aging. It happens to all of us."
Linda actually stamped her foot in rage.
"But I WANT to age. And I can't have sex because I'm NOT."
Deliberately casual Madge said,
"Perhaps you need someone older."
Wiping her cheeks ineffectually Linda sniffed
"I wouldn't mind, I really wouldn't."
"Would you like me to have a word with your Uncle Toby?"
Linda was thunderstruck.
"You mean . . . no you can't. He just wouldn't be interested."
"Suppose I could make you look old enough to tempt him?"
"Could you? Do that I mean?"
"Make you look older? Well, not really, not permanently that is. But
with the right sort of clothes . . . and some makeup . . ."
"Oh Auntie Madge! Oh I love you. Please please please."
Her Aunt was suddenly brisk.
"Right, let's get the tape measure out and find out just how small you
really are. Then I'll go shopping for you."
"Can't I come then?"
"No, young lady, you cannot. I doubt very much if you would agree with
what I'm going to choose for you. Now trust my judgement. I'll have a
word with Toby, and arrange things for tomorrow evening. Be here at
seven sharp!"
Linda was there by half-past-six! Auntie Madge was still in her direct,
no-nonsense mood:
"Now then my Poppet, if we are going to get Uncle Toby interested in
you, you'd better put these things on. I'll help you, then we'll do your
makeup. Come on, I'll take you upstairs and get you ready."
Linda was eager to see what Auntie Madge had bought for her to wear,
although she was still nervous about her encounter with her Uncle Toby.
The thought of wearing makeup cheered her up immensely though. It would
be worth it for that. She happily trotted up the stairs behind her Aunt,
who was carrying the bag with her new 'things' in it. Closing the door
firmly behind her, Auntie Madge turned towards her briskly.
"Right young lady, let's have everything off. Come on, the lot. You
don't need to be shy."
The little girl slowly began to unbutton her school blouse, pulling it
out of the waistband of her short pleated skirt, before undoing the
skirt fastener and dropping it in an untidy heap around her ankles. She
stepped out of it and stood, clad only in her little woollen top and
cotton knickers. Auntie Madge regarded her critically,
"You don't really need a bra at all dear, but this one should pep him
up a bit. Slip your top off and try it on. I got the smallest I could."
Linda felt something of a thrill when she saw the red satin garment her
Aunt was holding. It had frilly little black straps, and black
embroidery around the edges.
"Gosh Auntie Madge. Am I really going to wear that? It's very grown up
isn't it?"
As she shrugged her shift over her head, her Aunt came up behind her
and reached around to hold the little brassiere in place beneath her
tiny little conical breasts.
"Well child, it's a grown up thing you're going to do this evening
isn't it? My, it does look effective."
"But Auntie, my boobs are all uncovered in front!"
It was true. Aunt Madge had bought her something out of a sex-shop
catalogue. The tiny cups were cut away deeply, and underwired, so that
Linda's soft little breasts spilled over the front and were pressed
together.
"It makes you look a lot bigger in the chest department doesn't it? And
you've got such pretty ones it's a shame to cover them up."
Little Linda nodded happily, and posed, hands on diminutively flaring
hips, in front of the bedroom mirror.
"Come on girl! No use admiring yourself, drop your knickers and put
this on."
Linda wriggled the blue cotton drawers over her bottom and pushed them
down over her thighs to join the crumpled school skirt on the floor.
She took the matching red-satin panties from her Aunt and went to step
into them. But when she saw the big hole in the front of them she burst
into giggles.
"Auntie Madge! Look, my 'diddly' is all uncovered. I can't wear these!"
Auntie Madge chuckled with her.
"They will get him interested alright. It's going to be a bit draughty,
but he'll soon warm you up. Pull them up tight, that's the way to wear
them."
The large hole was neatly embroidered in the same black lacy pattern as
the brassiere, accentuating the scarlet material stretched over her
bottom. Auntie Madge handed her a frilly black belt with black
elasticated suspender straps. The older woman fussed around the little
girl helping her to fasten it in place, tucking the straps inside the
legs of the satin panties, so that they protruded at the bottom.
"Now here are your stockings child. Take care you don't ladder them,
pull them all the way up, that's it. Now the suspenders fasten on like
this . . ."
With the sheer black stockings stretched smoothly in place over her
shapely young legs, Linda was startled at her transformation. She sat,
scantily clad as she was, and let Auntie Madge skilfully apply mascara,
eyeshadow and lipstick to her pretty little elfin features. Her Aunt
stood back admiringly.
"There! That should get him going. Now pop these shoes on. You'll have
to be careful, the heels are a bit higher than anything you've worn before."
The low-slung black stiletto heeled shoes completed the outfit to
perfection Linda thought. She queried her Aunt,
"What am I going to wear over this?"
"Slip your school things on, you can have a clean white blouse and your
other pleated skirt, the black one."
Linda was dismayed.
"But it's far to short Auntie Madge. I've grown out of it."
"And it does things for you girl if you did but know it."
The skirt came hardly halfway down her thighs, and the little girl
tried to pull it down, but her Aunt prevented her. Regarding her little
niece critically, she felt a glow of satisfaction. The tarty little
schoolgirl was irresistibly inviting dressed like that, Toby would have
no difficulty with his erection this time she thought.
"Right, if you're ready my Poppet, we'll go down to the lounge. Mr.
Spence can set up his video camera while we're waiting for Toby. I'll
explain all about that to you when I've introduced you to him. You'd
better slip those shoes off to go down the stairs."
Outside the doorway to the lounge, Linda stepped back into her heels,
and wobbled through it to meet Mr. Spence. He was a portly middle-aged
man with thinning hair, and thick spectacles. He looked at the little
girl, and she saw him lick his lips. The video camera, its microphone
sticking out in front of it, was mounted on a tripod, and a couple of
floodlights had been placed strategically around the room.
Auntie Madge looked sternly at her niece.
"I said I'd explain about the camera," she said. "You know that a lot
of people think that it's wrong to help a little girl grow up like your
Uncle is going to help you. If anyone found out, Uncle Toby would go to
prison for a long time, because people would say he'd forced you to
consent. By keeping a video record, and with Mr. Spence as a witness, we
could prove them wrong. So it will be very important for you to show
Uncle Toby very clearly, and us and the camera as well, that you want
him to do this. Even more important, that you want him to because you
are ENJOYING it. Otherwise they will say we frightened you into it. If
you aren't enjoying it then we'll stop. OK?"
Linda looked at her Aunt and nodded her agreement. She loved her Uncle,
he made her feel all shivery too, which was nice. Quietly reassured, she
thought that if it did hurt, then they would stop, but Auntie Madge had
assured her that it would only be a little pain, over very quickly. She
felt better after that.
When Uncle Toby, wearing his dressing gown, entered the room, he seemed
more nervous than she was. The smile in his crinkly eyes looked
uncertain, but broadened when he saw how Auntie Madge had prettied his
little victim up for the occasion. Linda felt her pulse quickening as
Mr. Spence switched on the bright lights, and placed a kitchen chair in
the centre of the room before switching on the camera. Uncle Toby took
her by the hand and led her up to it. Clearing his throat he pointed at
the microphone and looked enquiringly at Mr. Spence.
"Are we live Tubby?" he asked.
"Yes my old friend, we are rolling."
The response had a jubilant ring. Uncle Toby then asked her quietly but
clearly if she understood the risk he was taking, and did she still want
to do it.
Gazing weak-kneed into his craggy features, Linda felt her little heart
aching to please him.
"Oh yes please Uncle Toby."
Sitting on the chair, he drew her down to sit on his knee facing the
camera, her knees demurely squeezed together, and Mr. Spence fussed
about, focusing it carefully. He made a sign to Mr. Spence who switched
off the camera.
"OK Linda!" his voice was brisk and business-like, "It's vitally
important for you to enjoy this, and to SHOW that you are. This is a
very grown-up thing we are going to do here, and I shall be asking you
to say some very grown-up words in a very convincing way as we . . . ah
. . . get into things. Auntie Madge is going to help too. I promise I
won't hurt you, and if you want to stop, then that's OK too."
He broke off and looked at Mr. Spence.
"Tubby, if we need some breaks off-camera at different points in the
action. I'll clear my throat to signal you. Like this."
He cleared his throat noisily, Mr. Spence agreed, and Uncle Toby
cleared his throat again. With alacrity, Mr.Spence switched the camera
on again.
His voice husky, Toby asked her for a little kiss, then kissed her full
on the lips. His mouth was soft, warm, and insistent. Linda could smell
his male odour. It excited her. He pressed harder, and the little girl
felt her pulses racing when she felt his fingers tighten around one of
her tiny breasts. The material of the blouse rubbed against her nipple,
exposed by the cut-away brassiere cup. Toby tweaked it through the
cloth. He pulled his mouth away and said aloud,
"What lovely sexy little tits you have my sweet. Now there's a grown-up
word. 'Tits.' Can you say that for me?"
Linda giggled,
"Tits," she said.
"Do you like me squeezing them?"
Linda nodded, then remembering the microphone, said breathlessly,
"Yes . . . I . . . I like it a lot. Please squeeze my . . . my tits."
His hand seized roughly on her breasts, and he ground his mouth against
hers. Suddenly she felt the hot wetness of his tongue pushing against
her teeth, and opened her mouth to suck it writhing against her own. His
fingers tried to unbutton the front of her white blouse, but he was
clumsy in his eagerness, so the little girl helped him, deftly opening
it to her waist. The roughness of his palm grazed over one of her
nipples. It felt sensitive in a way she had not known before, and the
warmth of his hand as he cupped and squeezed her breast sent shivers of
delight through her body. He slipped his tongue from her mouth and sat
back to gaze at her as she slipped the blouse from her shoulders. The
child's softly budding breasts spilled provocatively out of her shiny
red brassiere.
"Oh HO!" he exclaimed, "Madge! You are a genius. The kid looks so sexy
in that brassiere. What a delicious little pair of titties."
He gazed into Linda's eyes.
"Has anyone ever sucked your tits my sweetie?"
Linda needed no prompting. Aching to feel his mouth on her breasts,
looking down at her nipples she arched her back to poke them
provocatively towards him. Her own voice, a shrill falsetto of excitement,
"No . . . not ever . . . I want you to. Go on . . . suck them, squeeze
them. Ohh!"
Air rushed from her lungs as his mouth clamped over nearly the whole of
her breast and sucked it hard. The short skirt had ridden up over her
thighs revealing the black suspender straps with their region of white
thigh above the stocking tops. As he sucked, his fingers sank into the
soft flesh of her other breast, then relaxed to pinch it's nipple
firmly. For several minutes he played with her, changing from nipple to
nipple, the hot wetness on her skin turning to sudden chill as his mouth
abandoned the one in favour of the other. With a sigh, he leaned back.
"Let's give Tubby and his camera a good view of those splendid little
tits. There you are Tubby, aren't they lovely? Go on sweetie-pie, tease
Tubby, give your tits a squeeze for him."
Grinning shyly into the lens, the little girl cupped her hands beneath
her brassiere cups, and lifted her breasts out of them. Uncle Toby ran
his hand up over her thigh to play with a suspender strap. The feel of
his hand on her leg was a delight, and the little girl spread her knees
almost without volition. Slowly, remorselessly, his hand moved higher,
now his fingers were stroking the bare flesh at the top of her leg.
"Now my little angel, here comes another grown up word. It's 'cunt.'
Can you say that for me?"
The teasing fingers kept moving gently as, annunciating it carefully,
she complied.
"Cunt!" she said, "Cunt! I like that word."
"Do you know what your cunt is?" he asked.
Linda nodded uncertainly,
"I . . . think . . . it's my 'diddly'."
"That's right. That soft little pink slit you have between your pretty
legs. Has anyone ever touched your cunt?"
"Only . . . only me."
"Oh-ho! What does it feel like when you touch your cunt?"
"It . . . it feels nice, I go all trembly."
"Would you like me to touch your cunt?"
Biting her lip she nodded furiously. The suspension was intense, any
moment those gentle fingers would find the big hole in the front of her
knickers. He prompted her with gentle persistence.
"Ask me nicely then."
"Oh yes YES! Please touch me there . . . touch my . . . touch my cunt."
Leaning towards her he sucked one of her tits firmly into his mouth,
and slid his hand beneath her skirt. She felt his rough finger tips on
the soft skin of her belly. They stopped. He released her breast and spoke.
"Madge - you witch! You've put her in crotchless knickers!"
Looking up at Linda's shining eyes he said,
"You are wearing crotchless knickers aren't you?"
Nodding excitedly she asked him,
"Yes - do you like them?"
"Oh heck, they drive me wild, my cock is like a poker already. Oh
yeesss! And your cunt is absolutely bare too, and I'll bet you don't
shave it yet."
Little Linda could feel that his fingers were trembling, when he stroked
the soft flesh on either side of her crack. It felt marvellous, intimate
and exciting. Croakily she said,
"I'm glad Auntie Madge got me these knickers. This feels lovely. Please
suck my breasts - my tits, some more."
Toby winked at Mr.Spence behind his camera, and lowered his mouth to
her nipples. Oh god it felt so nice. She felt him pressing his fingertip
between her labia, gently, gently rubbing. Still sucking at her nipple,
Uncle Toby held out his hand to Auntie Madge, who handed him a big tube
of K-Y jelly. He took his hand away from her slit and applied some to
his finger. Then he touched her again, ooh, it felt all slippery. Oh
gosh! The slippery finger was actually inside her now, RIGHT inside. Her
whole being concentrated on the sensation that the slippery finger
wriggling about inside was giving her. The warm suction on her breast
seemed to link with it, and make the feeling stronger. He lifted his head.
"Pull your skirt up little girl, and show us your sexy knickers."
She got to her feet and pulled her skirt up to her waist. The open area
at the front of her knickers neatly framed her pubic area. Totally
hairless, the soft fleshy bulge with its vertical crack was an
invitation. Unable to resist, Uncle Toby leaned forward and gently
inserted a finger. Suddenly he slid it in really deep. Her knees turned
to water and she staggered against him sitting back down on his knee
with a bump. On the floor by the chair, lay the tube of K-Y jelly minus
its cap. She could feel that he'd used some more of it on his finger,
which was pumping steadily in and out, more slippery than ever. He
smiled up at her.
You really do like that don't you, you little sex-kitten?"
Uncle Toby sounded breathless too she noticed.
"Yes! It . . . makes me feel all nice inside."
"Inside your cunt?"
Linda knew he was prompting her to say the word. Giggling, she responded
readily.
"Yes. You're making my cunt feel all nice inside."
"Let me see if I can get two fingers up you."
Holding her skirt around her waist, she looked down to watch. Spreading
her labia with two fingers of one hand, he rubbed her opening softly,
and then inserted two fingers. Little thrills ran up and down her spine
as the two fingers filled her more satisfyingly.
"Is that OK?" he asked anxiously.
Linda wriggled her bum on his knee in ecstacy.
"It feels nice. It's giving me a really lovely feeling."
"I'm going to take my fingers out my little dear, just for a minute or
two, so that Tubby and his camera can get a good look."
Regret filled her as the slippery, wriggling fingers slipped out. She
opened her legs wide, enjoying the look on Mr. Spence's perspiring face.
"Now my little darling, if you can stand up again, I'm going to kneel
down and taste your lovely smooth vagina. Madge dear, stand by to
support her if her knees give out."
She stood astride with her skirt held up, and watched as her Uncle's
face disappeared below the round curve of her tummy. Oh oh oh! She felt
his hot tongue slipping between the lips of her vagina. The strength of
it was compelling, it forced her open and went inside. It was thicker
than his finger but not so deep, but oh how hot it felt, and oh how
slippery she was now. Uncle Toby placed his hands on her hips, drew her
firmly towards him, clamped his mouth over her slit, and sucked hard.
The sensation was totally overwhelming. Linda thrust her pelvis forward
and ground her cunt against his mouth. Then suddenly, there was Auntie
Madge, pressed against her back, hands reaching around to squeeze her
little-girl tits. The child tilted her head back, and her Aunt kissed
her full on the mouth. Their tongues engaged, while Toby sucked her
cunt. Pure delight began to flutter up, then faded as Toby got to his
feet and took her hands in his to make her release the skirt. Auntie
Madge's fingers nimbly unfastened it, and it fell in a crumpled heap to
the floor. Her Uncle steadied her as she stepped out of it. Letting go
of her hands he faced her, and partly stooping, reached down and coaxed
her legs astride. Once again holding her cunt lips apart with one hand,
he placed two finger tips in the opening. Still stooping he turned his
head and leaned forward to kiss her on the mouth. Eagerly she pressed
her face to his, open mouthed, and as his tongue entered it, she felt
his fingers slipping deliciously into her cunt.
"Linda my little sexy angel, here is another, very grown-up word.
'Fuck.' I think we all want to hear you say that one. Can you say it for
us please?"
The three adults in the room were looking at her with a strange
intensity. Linda enjoyed the attention. With careful concentration, she
said,
"Fuck."
They were all, including Auntie Madge, grinning excitedly. Mr. Spence
was licking his lips again she noticed. Uncle Toby chuckled and wriggled
his fingers excitedly inside her.
"That is a real fun word. Can you say it again? Then say it lots of
times, quickly."
The fingers gave another encouraging wriggle. She grinned at them.
"Fuck," she said again, "Fuck. Fuck-fuck-fuck-fuck."
Mr. Spence was mopping perspiration from his brow with a large red
handkerchief. Uncle Toby slipped his fingers out of her slit very gently
and stood up straight. Smiling broadly, his voice was husky when he spoke.
"That was lovely. Do you know what it means?"
Suddenly shy, the little girl shook her head setting the soft braids of
her hair swinging.
"A man is fucking you when he pokes his cock into your cunt. Like I did
with my fingers."
Little tremors of excitement filled her tummy. This was what Uncle Toby
was going to do to her.
"If you can enjoy two of my fingers right up your little-girl cunt,
then I think you're ready for your very first fuck. Do you still want that?"
With a sudden return of the old anxiety, the child felt a sudden chill.
Trying not to let her voice wobble, she asked
"Can I see your cock?"
Alert to her anxiety, his voice was warm and comforting,
"Of course my little sweetie. You can touch it if you want."
When her Uncle shrugged off his robe, for the first time she saw his
erect penis. It stuck out in front of him and waggled stiffly from side
to side when he moved. She looked at it in wonder.
"Gosh!" she said, "Did I do that?"
"Yes," he grinned down at her broadly, "and that sexy underwear helped.
Would you like to touch it?"
"Can I?"
For answer, he guided her hand to his erection. She explored it
wonderingly with stroking fingertips. How stiff it was, how hard, how
silky-smooth. Her anxiety was still there, buried beneath her new hunger
for that deep sensation of fingers and tongue. This would feel even
better she knew. Finally convinced, she pressed the tip into her belly
button. Her voice was thick with desire,
"Oh yes Uncle Toby, I want to fuck. I want you to fuck me."
He put his arms around her and, lifting his erection to lie vertically
along her belly, drew her close and kissed her passionately. She put her
hand over his cock, and pressed it against her tummy as they kissed
mouth to mouth.
He held her at arms length and smiled his crinkly smile.
"I must be absolutely certain that you know what I'm going to
do . . ." he lifted one of her breasts and fondled it, "I have to poke
my prick into your little cunt, as far as it will go. It will hurt the
first time you know that?"
"Yes . . . I know, and I want you to stick it in me."
"When it feels comfortable for you, IF it feels comfortable for you, I
shall start to pump it in and out. That will make you feel very nice I
expect. I'll try to make it last a good long time, but you aren't likely
to enjoy 'cumming' the first time. Then when I can't last any longer,
you'll feel my semen or 'spunk' squirting into you. I'm not wearing a
condom because your Auntie says it adds to your fun. Are you still sure
you want me to do this?"
Linda was in no doubt at all, looking at the camera she said solemnly,
"I want to be fucked. I want Uncle Toby to poke his cock into my cunt."
Dropping onto his heels, Toby reapplied his mouth vigorously to his
niece's soft slit. For several minutes he pleasured her as Auntie Madge
fondled her little breasts and kissed her mouth with long lingering
kisses. At last he rose to his feet and sat down on the chair with his
stiff cock sticking up at an angle. He beckoned her to face him and
stand astride over his lap.
"When you're ready, lower your body onto my prick, Madge will support
you. If it gets too painful, then stop and pull away."
Gingerly the little girl bent her legs and Toby guided the hot rounded
tip into the softness between them. Madge supported her elbows gently,
and little by little it slipped into her. Suddenly pain, sharp and
mercifully short, knifed through her, then it was over. Tears and
laughter welled up in equal measure.
"My cherry - it's popped! Now I can do it properly."
Madge, more than Toby, insisted that she waited until all soreness had
passed. At last, she eased herself down onto her Uncle's lap, the entire
length of his penis embedded in her body. She felt so full! But oh it
felt so delicious, so exciting. Very slowly and gently with his hands
under her bottom, Toby raised her into position, his cock slipping out
smoothly until just the head stayed inside her. She braced her legs
deliciously as Madge's teasing fingers continued to play with her tits.
Her Aunt was becoming aroused herself, her fingers moving more roughly
around her little breasts. Now that lovely prick began to move slowly in
and out. Oh god! How could she bear it, the delight was quickly
spreading to every nerve and sinew. Matching his motion she began to
move up and down. Excitement took hold and she began to bounce up and
down more rapidly. Something marvellous was going to happen. As
sensation grew more intense she felt certain it would. Then the upward
wave receded, so she redoubled her efforts. Just as she felt a bubble of
excitement quavering to bursting point, Toby's cock jerked and pulsed.
Hot jets of spunk squirted deep inside her cunt, and she felt his member
collapsing and shrinking. Desperately she tried to squeeze it inside
her, to no avail and when it slipped out she was near to tears.
"Sorry my little darling, you were moving so quickly, and you look so
incredibly sexy with your little tits bouncing and quivering I just
couldn't hold on."
"When can we do it again?" she pleaded tearfully.
Auntie Madge whispered in her ear,
"Why not let Mr.Spence fuck you? The poor man's tongue is hanging out
for you. He has a nice cock."
Linda turned imploringly towards him,
"Mr. Spence, I wasn't finished, would you fuck me?"
"Oh yes! Oh indeed yes."
He came scuttling from behind his camera smiling broadly, shedding
garments as he went. Eagerly Linda knelt and pulled his underpants down.
The man's prick was much larger than Toby's, and the round end was shiny
and purple. She felt it as his hands felt greedily over her body. There
was a feverish excitement about him that added to her own arousal.
"Take off your brassiere little girl. And your knickers. And, and
everything else."
Reaching behind her she found Madge's fingers busily undoing the clasp.
Her little breasts fell free with a bounce and a wobble that inspired
her new lover to seize them roughly, and force one into his mouth. Madge
was relieving her of all her clothing. Stark naked but for her shoes,
Linda was led over to the dining table. Madge helped her to perch her
bottom on the very edge, and lay flat on her back with her legs wide
open. As Mr. Spence greedily thrust two fingers clumsily into her slit,
he looked up and quavered,
"So you like fingers poked into your cunt-slit little girl?"
Mindful of Uncle Toby's warning, she grinned up at him and lifting her
bum off the table encouraged him to poke them in further.
"I would rather have your cock inside me though."
Excitedly he stood up between her widespread legs, and holding his cock
began to rub the knob end up and down Linda's crack, pushing it hard
into the soft folds of her vagina. Suddenly he jerked his pelvis forward
and thrust the whole length of it into her. Still slippery from K-Y
jelly and Uncle Toby's spunk, it slid in easily. From his new position
behind the camera, Uncle Toby offered advice.
"Fuck her slowly Tubby, fuck her slo-owly. I know you take a while to
cum, but go slowly and make it last. And Linda my sweet, if he starts to
speed up, start timing him. Tubby, you mustn't shove it in until Linda
says 'Fuck me.' Linda, every time you want him to push his prick up you,
that's his cue, you say 'Fuck me' nice and loud. OK.?"
The fat sausage stretching the lips of Linda's little cunt open was
reawakening earlier thrills. As she lay on her back on the table, Auntie
Madge was fondling her tiny tits quite roughly now, tweaking the
nipples, sometimes pinching them hard. Panting, the naked Mr. Spence
began fucking her. Very quickly the feeling of imminent joy returned,
faded, and returned again, stronger now. Mr. Spence decided he wanted to
lie on top of her, so Madge tucked cushions under her back, and the full
weight of the older mans body crushed her flat. It was exciting though,
his disgusting eagerness had a special thrill of it's own. He kept
asking her little questions
"You like the feel of a prick in your cunt don't you?"
Cheekily she responded,
"I like everything about fucking."
"You liked having your cunt licked didn't you?"
"Ummh! It made me feel really nice."
"You are a gorgeous fuck little girl . . ."
he ground his belly outrageously against her little one.
". . . I've never fucked a child before . . .I bet you will want a
prick in your cunt all the time now?"
"Yes I will."
He stopped his thrusting and raised himself on his forearms, to peer
round at Toby.
"She's got a lovely little cunt . . . and she likes being fucked, you
lucky bugger you'll be able to shag her whenever you want."
Madge corrected him gently,
"Whenever SHE wants."
Sensation was intensifying inside little Linda's well-filled cunt.
Relieved of the weight of the mans body, she sat up on her elbows to
watch Mr. Spence's fat penis pumping jerkily in and out of her vagina,
it was fascinating to see how wide open to it she was, and oh! it was
such a delicious sensation. Suddenly she wanted him to increase his pace,
"Faster please" she whispered, falling back on the cushions, then
remembering the instructions, said,
"FUCK ME" quite loudly.
Mr. Spence jumped, and rammed his prick into her with gusto. He pulled
out quite rapidly and she waited until he was out, then said it again.
"FUCK ME. Only don't stop. Just keep on fucking me."
Excitedly he increased his pace, looking down at his cock in Linda's cunt.
Something was beginning to happen again . . . yes it was . . .oh my oh
my it was beautiful. A great breaking wave of sensation picked her up
and swept her upwards. She sank again, but the anticipation of the next
wave was stronger, and here . . . it came . . . up up up . . . she was
scared of feeling like that but was being carried along with the
current. 'Here we go again', she thought incoherently. Mr. Spence was
thrusting away at her busily, she could feel the lumps and bumps of his
penis ravishing her vagina as he fucked her harder, fat belly slapping
on hers.
And then it was upon her like an express train. She cried out in
despairing delight. Oh if only this could last for ever. Again it
surged, and peaking higher than ever, nudged her over the edge of
orgasm. Again she cried out, and Mr. Spence, thinking he was hurting
her, almost came to a halt. In terror at losing this wonderful thing she
called out fiercely,
"No, no, no, don't stop! Don't you DARE stop!"
Greatly encouraged, Mr. Spence's hands closed cruelly on her little
tits, and he began fucking her furiously, the big fat cock ramming
harshly, rapidly, in and out.
The wave receded, but broke into delicious shards of feeling, each made
sharper from the pinching fingers and the thrusting prick inside her
body. She felt the first flutter of Mr. Spence's orgasm, then the sudden
strong pulsing in his penis and the hot splash of his spunk against her
cervix. Less intensely each time, but delightfully still, she came twice
more as semen squirted into her, the withering of Mr. Spence's large
organ this time brought relief, not disappointment.
In a roseate glow of satisfaction, she turned her head in time to watch
Uncle Toby pulling Auntie Madge's knickers down. He was erect again,
and Linda watched contentedly as Auntie Madge removed her bra, large
soft tits rolling from side to side, lay down on the floor with her legs
apart, and Uncle Toby started to fuck her. . .
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