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Old Repost from long ago
On Tue, 2 Oct 2001 00:10:02 -0400, "Flava Flave"
<flava.flave@virgin.net> wrote:
>I first discovered that I was turned on by watching, rather than, having sex
>when I was nineteen. More to the point I discovered that I enjoyed watching
>my girlfriend have sex with another man. At the time it was quite a surprise
>and I still get horny thinking about it.
>
>After school I had had a few crappy jobs before my parents finally convinced
>me to go to A-level college. In England (yes I'm English) we do our A-levels
>before going on to University. When I arrived I had just turned nineteen and
>I was a pretty sorry mess. I was still a virgin and had a fear of talking to
>girls - probably because I went to an all boys school. Anyway, it was not
>long before, to my utter amazement, this unbelievably attractive young girl
>started talking to me. Her name was Emily, she was sixteen and had one of
>those strange super skinny bodies that only teenagers seem to have. She had
>small but firm breasts, long straight silky dark brown hair and the face of
>an angel. When I first saw her big brown eyes and her innocent expression I
>was instantly in love.
>
>For some reason, that I still cannot fathom, she found me attractive too and
>from that moment on we were almost inseparable. A couple of months later, on
>her seventeenth birthday, we both lost our virginities to each other. It was
>an amazing experience but not a very long one! After that we enjoyed regular
>sex with each other which was always considerate, caring and beautiful. She
>was a very straight laced lover and refused to do anything except straight
>sex in the missionary position. I did not mind because any sex is great sex
>when you are nineteen. She also refused to go on the pill because she did
>not like the idea of regularly taking drugs. Instead we always used condoms
>which actually helped me last a little longer. Throughout those days I
>always had a sneaking suspicion in the back of my mind that Emily was not
>truly enjoying the sex like I was, instead she seemed to treat it as a way
>of sharing our love for each other. She said she had orgasms, but just
>really quiet ones.
>
>I first discovered my enjoyment for watching one Saturday afternoon at my
>parents house where Emily often came to stay. We were in the back garden
>sun-bathing. My parents were out shopping when I heard the doorbell ring.
>Leaving Emily I went to answer the door to find my Uncle Roger. My Father's
>brother although they bear little resemblance to each other. Back then he
>was about fifty-eight (he is a lot older than my Father), weighed 250lb
>(most of it accounted for by his beer-gut), was bald but had a really bad
>comb over, had bad teeth, bad skin, bad breath and a bad attitude.
>
>Brushing past me he walked straight into the kitchen searching for my
>Father. I followed quickly behind and said, "Dad's not here, they've gone
>out for the day."
>
>My Uncle turned to me and said, "Oh yeah, when is he back."
>
>"About 3pm-ish." I replied but he was already looking past me into the
>garden where my girlfriend was still sunbathing. She had on a small black
>bikini which she would never have worn in public and had bought it just for
>sunbathing. It showed off her perfect teenage body very well and it was
>obvious my Uncle was enjoying looking at her.
>
>"Can I pass on a message?" I ventured but he completely ignored me, instead
>taking a couple of steps closer to the window to take a better look.
>
>Slightly annoyed by this I said "Roger, is there a message!"
>
>At last he turned to look at me. He had an amused expression on his face.
>"Calm down lad, there's no harm in looking. Is she your girlfriend, then?"
>
>"Yes." I confirmed.
>
>"Mmmmmm, doing all right for yourself, aren't you? Wouldn't mind a piece of
>that myself."
>
> Despite my anger I remember feeling a little bit horny. I did not know it
>then but I was getting turned on by a combination of my Uncle leering at my
>bikini clad girlfriend and by being treated as rather subservient. Even now
>I have no idea why this turns me on, it seems so perverted.
>
>At last, dragging himself from the window, my Uncle started back towards the
>front door. Just as he was stepping through he turned back to me, a much
>more kindly expression on his face.
>
>"I know your parents are off on holiday soon, why don't you let me come
>round one night and cook you and your girlfriend a nice meal?" he said.
>
>I was taken aback by his unexpected kindness and blurted, "Thanks very
> much."
>
>With a wink he was gone before I had time to change my mind. As I walked
>back into the garden I resolved that if I did have to have my Uncle round
>for dinner I was going to make sure that Emily was well out of the picture.
>
>Later that night Emily and I went out with some friends and had a few
>drinks. On the way home, feeling drunk, I started to relive that afternoon's
>events and found myself getting very horny. In a moment of stupidity I
>blurted out to Emily my Uncle's intention to cook us dinner whilst my
>parents were away. She seemed delighted, having never met my Uncle, and
>insisted I ring him to confirm the very next day.
>
>The following morning brought with it a hangover and regret that I had told
>Emily about my Uncle Roger. Unfortunately, she remembered the invite and as
>my parents were due to go away on holiday that day she made me ring my Uncle
>and invite him round that evening. He was very happy to hear from me and
>said he would be over at six.
>
>I spent the day feeling worried about what my Uncle might do. He was
>obviously a bit of a leerer and I hoped he would not embarrass me in front
>of Emily. When at last he arrived he brought with him lots of expensive food
>and drink. Strictly speaking, Emily was not old enough at seventeen to drink
>but she still did from time to time. My Uncle opened a bottle of red wine
>and we all had a big glass full.
>
>In spite of my worries my Uncle was the soul of discretion and treated us
>both as adults and with respect and so I started to relax. The food took a
>long time to prepare during which time my Uncle kept all of our glasses well
>topped up. I began to feel very drunk and, as I was already hung-over from
>the previous night, I started to drink more slowly. My girlfriend and Uncle,
>however, carried on drinking and I could see that my girlfriend was getting
>very drunk. Suddenly, I began to wonder if this was some sort of design of
>my Uncle's to get us both drunk in order that he could do something with my
>girlfriend. At the time I did not even consider my Uncle capable of motives
>any more sinister than trying to get a close up view of my girlfriend's
>perfect body. I decided to stop drinking and instead just pretend to drink
>so that I would be in a fit state to stop my Uncle from doing anything.
>
>The food eventually arrived and was unexpectedly delicious. It was quite
>late by the time we had finished and I expected my Uncle to go home,
>instead, he lead us into the lounge. We sat there for a while on the couch,
>my girlfriend between us, and talked. Having had a bit to drink and a heavy
>meal it was not long before I felt my eye lids grow heavy and I began to
>drowse. I must have been out for a while because when I eventually slowly
>half opened my eyes my Uncle had dimmed the lights and filled his and my
>girlfriend's glasses again.
>
>I decided to pretend to still be asleep and listened carefully to their
>conversation. Almost immediately I realised that my crafty old Uncle had
>managed to steer the conversation around to sex. Instead of being annoyed I
>found myself becoming horny and decided to remain quiet to see what he was
>trying to do. For a while they just talked about sex in general.
>
>He said, "You've got it all wrong, Emily. Sex is great if done properly but
>you've got to find the right bloke. But you need to try it with a lot of men
>before you find the right one."
>
>"But I believe sex should always be a part of love, and I love Craig." She
>replied (I'm Craig in case you were wondering).
>
>"I'm not taking about love. I'm talking about sex. Every woman has something
>that makes them crazy, some way of being treated which turns them on so much
>they get wet just thinking about it."
>
>My girlfriend unexpectedly giggled at his dirty words. I was getting hornier
>by the second but I did not know why.
>
>"It has nothing to do with love." he continued, "I knew a woman once who was
>desperately in love with her husband but simply could not have an orgasm
>with him. She discovered that she was turned on by making love to other
>women." Again my girlfriend giggled, "She was not a lesbian, she loved, and
>still loves, her husband. They have three children. What I'm saying is that
>although you are madly in love with Craig you may have to look elsewhere if
>you want to be truly sexually satisfied.
>
>At that point I began to wonder how they had got on to this conversation.
>Had she told him I was not satisfying her in bed?
>
>"But how am I supposed to find out who that person is and still keep Craig?"
>She asked.
>
>"Well," he said sitting back, "you would have to experiment, find a more
>experienced man and get him to introduce you to new experiences."
>
>She laughed, "Like you I suppose."
>
>"You could do worse." He said in a pretend abashed voice.
>
>"In that case, speaking pure hypothetically, what would you say a girl like
>me needs to satisfy her sexual needs?" She asked. I was dumbfounded. I had
>never heard my girlfriend talk this way but it was making so horny.
>
>"I could tell you but you wouldn't like it." He replied.
>
>"Go on. I can take it."
>
>"Are you sure? I wouldn't want to offend someone so innocent."
>
>"You won't" She said in slight annoyance.
>
>"Well, its obvious that you are quite innocent. Craig is almost definitely
>the only person you have ever had sex with. You probably feel a bit guilty
>every time you two do it and you probably think masturbation is some sort of
>a sin. Right so far?"
>
>"Go on." She said tersely.
>
>"You are very unadventurous in bed, would never even consider oral sex,
>let-alone anal." I heard her squirm uncomfortably at this because it was
>absolutely true. "You sometimes catch yourself thinking about sex, dirty
>sex, but always feel ashamed afterwards. How am I doing?"
>
>"You still haven't answered the question. If what you say about me is true,
>and I haven't said it is yet, what sort of sex would give me the sort of
>satisfaction you're talking about."
>
>"Well, to be brutally honest, you want to be dominated."
>
>At this I expected my girlfriend to stand up and walk out but instead she
>just sat still and quietly said, "What else?"
>
>With an obvious grin my Uncle continued, "Your sort want to have sex all the
>time, and I don't mean normal sex, I mean demeaning, dirty sex. Your need to
>be told what to do."
>
>I almost came when my girlfriend replied, "What sort of things?"
>
>This time my Uncle actually laughed. "I'm speaking the truth, aren't I?"
>
>My girlfriend remained quiet.
>
>"You want to be forced to fuck men, lots of men. You want to be made to
>perform perverted sexual acts because your mind is too straight laced to
>take responsibility for your desires. By having a strong man force you to
>fuck him you no longer have to feel guilty about secretly wanting to do
>exactly that."
>
>She stared at him for a moment before she finally stood up. She looked
>angry. "You're wrong. I love Craig and he is more than enough for me!"
>
>With that she walked out of the room. I continued pretending to be asleep as
>my Uncle, grinning his incredibly annoying, self-satisfied grin got up and
>followed her. I waited a minute, unsure what to do. I could hear their
>voices again and it sounded as though they were in the kitchen. I waited
>another minute before I could stand it no longer and followed them out.
>
>I crept to the kitchen door but it was closed. I could still hear their
>muffled voices but I could not decipher what they were saying so I moved
>through the dinning room and out of the patio doors. Outside it was very
>dark and I could see through the kitchen window my Uncle and girlfriend.
>Because the windows was slightly open I could hear what they were saying.
>
> "You're completely wrong about me." My girlfriend said.
>
> "I don't think so, and I can prove it." Said my Uncle.
>
>"How?" My girlfriend said in a small scared voice.
>
>"Easy." Said my Uncle and with that he grabbed her around her slim waist and
>shoved his free hand between her legs. She was wearing a white blouse and a
>knee length blue cotton skirt and my Uncle's old hand disappeared beneath
>it. My girlfriend gasped at the unexpected intrusion and it took a second
>for her to realise what had happen. She clamped her legs together and tried
>to push him away, but he was too strong.
>
>Outside the window I was beside myself. I knew I should rush in to stop my
>Uncle but at the same time his actions had made my cock iron hard within
>seconds. I stood mesmerised as I watched him touching my girlfriend in a way
>only I had previously done.
>
>At last Emily managed to compose herself enough to say through gritted
>teeth. "Stop it. Get your horrid hands off of me."
>
>During all of this I could see his hand moving back and forth under her
>skirt. I was now so horny I started rubbing my cock through my trousers.
>
>"If you don't stop I'll scream."
>
>My Uncle looked at her and said, "If you were going to scream you would have
>done it by now. I'm right about you, you're nothing but a reluctant whore."
>
>At his filthy words my girlfriend seemed to shudder. My Uncle's hand was now
>rubbing faster between her legs. I could not believe it but it looked as
>though she was actually enjoying it.
>
>Her eyes closed and she said, "Please." In a quiet voice. I was not sure if
>this meant please yes or please no.
>
>Knowing now that he had her my Uncle grinned. His disgusting bad teeth were
>on full show. He looked down upon her face and said, "Listen to me, you are
>nothing but a slut who needs to be told what she likes."
>
>My girlfriend murmured her agreement and I almost came. My Uncle's hand was
>still sawing back and forth between her legs. He continued, "When to spread
>you legs, when to get wet, when to fuck and when to cum." Emily whimpered as
>my Uncle said each word. "Now do as I say. Pull your skirt up, pull your
>knickers to one side and spread you legs."
>
>Emily meekly complied with each command. Outside I thought I might have a
>heart attack as she held her skirt up to expose her white cotton knickers
>and then reached down with her other hand to pull her gusset to one side to
>reveal her pussy. It was very sparsely covered in hair which she kept well
>clipped. Seeing her expose herself to this fat old man who was a virtual
>stranger to her was almost more than I could take.
>
>Finally, she moved her feet apart which gave my Uncle the access he wanted.
>Without any warning he rammed two fingers into her obviously sopping wet
>twat. I saw them disappear up inside her as she gave a gasp and fell forward
>to rest her head on his shoulder. My Uncle did not lose anytime and began
>thrusting his fingers deep inside her. Outside, I was more horny than I had
>ever been and I had to get my cock out just to relieve the pain of it being
>constrained by my trousers.
>
>In the kitchen my Uncle was pushing his fingers in and out of Emily's cunt
>at an amazing rate. Her head was still resting on his shoulder and her
>breathing was becoming faster. It was obvious she was approaching orgasm but
>an orgasm different from any I had ever given her. Roger's hand was a blur
>between her legs and Emily began to whimper. At last, I saw her grip his
>shoulder tightly, her legs quivered, she through her head back and across
>her face was an expression of pure ecstasy. She came as quietly as she could
>which meant she was still trying not to wake me.
>
>She collapsed against my Uncle in a post-orgasmic stupor. He held his
>fingers inside her as slowly her breathing returned to normal. Finally, she
>stood up and pulled away from him, his fingers came out of her with a wet
>plop. She moved a few feet away, re-arranged her knickers and skirt and
>reluctantly looked up at him. He was grinning his most smug grin. She looked
>embarrassed and humiliated.
>
>"I told you." Was all he said smugly.
>
>"It was a mistake, because I'm so drunk."
>
>"No, I don't think so. That was the first time you have ever had a orgasm,
>am I right?" He asked.
>
>Abashed, she looked down.
>
>"Am I right?" He said more forcefully.
>
>"Yes." She relied meekly.
>
>I could not believe it. All the times we had made love she had not cum once.
>She had lied to me to make me feel like I was a good lover.
>
>"Now that you've had one you'll want more. Craig won't be able to satisfy
>you like I did."
>
>"I don't care." She said with sudden anger. "I love him and that's all that
>matters."
>
>"You're wrong," He replied. "but have it your own way. As soon as you've
>returned the favour we'll call it quits."
>
>She looked apprehensive as she said, "What do you mean, returned the
> favour?"
>
>"Well, you're a very sexy girl and you've just let me finger fuck you." She
>shuddered as he said each word, "You've made me very horny and I think it
>only polite that you do the same for me."
>
>Emily looked shocked, my Uncle was a very unattractive man.
>
>For some reason I think Emily believed that wanking Roger off would cancel
>the whole thing out and let her forget all about it. Slowly, she walked over
>to him and without any preamble she reached for his crotch. My Uncle pulled
>away saying, "Slow down, girl. I know you're an eager little whore but let's
>takes this one step at a time, I want to enjoy myself."
>
>He took her hand and opened the back door. Outside in the drive way was my
>parents' car which they had pulled up the drive beyond the gates whilst they
>were on holiday. For a worrying minute I though they might come around the
>back of the house and discover me standing there with my dick in my hand but
>they stopped by the car.
>
>Once outside my Uncle closed the back door and turned to Emily. "Right, let'
>s see what you make of this." With that he reached inside his trousers and
>pulled out the biggest cock I have ever seen. Even semi-erect as it was it
>was still far larger than mine. Emily stared at it for a moment with her
>mouth open before Roger took her hand and dragged it closer until it was
>resting on his gradually hardening penis.
>
>Seeing her delicate, teenage hand touch his horrible old cock made me almost
>pass out. This was by far the most erotic thing I had ever seen. Still
>mesmerised by the site of his cock she automatically began to stroke it back
>and forth. Being wanked by a gorgeous teenager is enough to get any man hard
>and my Uncle's cock was soon fully erect. Emily's amazement was echoed by my
>own. Roger's cock was about ten inches long which was four inches longer
>than mind, but what was really stunning was its thickness. It must have been
>eight inches in diameter and Emily was no where near able to fully clasp it
>with her hand.
>
>Despite her initial reticence Emily soon began to stroke my Uncle's huge
>cock back and forth. His foreskin moved over the angry head of his cock
>alternately hiding and exposing the purple swelling. Emily was so mesmerised
>that she did not notice my Uncle reach up and place a hand on either of her
>shoulders and push down. In a daze she let herself be forced down to her
>knees until my Uncle's cock was level with her face.
>
>At last she snapped out of the daze enough to realise his intentions. She
>shook her head and murmured, "No." As my Uncle transferred his hands to her
>head and pulled it closer to his massive cock.
>
>Even though I knew Emily hated the idea of having a cock in her mouth as
>Roger became more insistent I saw her meekly open her mouth and the head of
>his disgusting penis touch her beautiful lips. The sight of his old cock
>touching her mouth was too much and I came all over the back wall of my
>parent's house. It was an amazing orgasm, probably the best I had ever had.
>
>After I had recovered somewhat, I turned back to see my Uncle frustratingly
>trying to get his cock head past the entrance to Emily's mouth. He had both
>hands around her head and was pulling and thrusting simultaneously. It was
>no use though, his cock head was just too big. It was obvious that he was
>getting annoyed, not to mention my girlfriend having difficulty breathing.
>
>Suddenly, he pulled away saying, "Its no good, you obviously haven't learnt
>to relax your mouth." My girlfriend actually looked ashamed!
>
>"Its no good," He said, "I'll have to fuck you."
>
> He said it such a matter of fact way that Emily did not register it at
>first, then it dawned on her.
>
>"No, we can't. Its not right."
>
>My Uncle was not to be dissuaded, "Of-course it is, imagine the orgasm I
>gave you with my fingers times ten. That's how good fucking is."
>
>Emily shook her head, "I can't, it would be making things so much worse."
>
>My Uncle was growing impatient, "Would telling Craig what we've done make it
>worse? Because if you don't let me fuck you like the slut you know you are
>then that's what I'm going to do."
>
>Emily looked horrified but she could see in his face he meant it. Little did
>she know I knew all about it. Reluctantly she murmured, "OK."
>
>"Good." Said my Uncle with a tone of triumph and without any more delay he
>grabbed her by the waist spun her around and pushed her up against my parent
>'s car. With a slight pressure on her back he managed to get her to bend
>over the bonnet (hood). From where I was standing I had the perfect view of
>my girlfriend as she let herself be pushed over the car.
>
>My Uncle grabbed her skirt and lifted it over her bottom to expose her white
>cotton knickers. Grabbing the sides of her knickers he then pulled them down
>to her knees. She gave a little squeak as they came down. Next he wedged his
>foot between hers and kicked her legs apart. Her knickers became taut
>between her knees. The gusset was stretched tight and clearly showed a large
>wet patch, evidence of her sexual excitement. In the moonlight she was a
>site to behold. Bent over a car, knickers down and legs spread. Her pussy
>was on clear display for my Uncle and he chuckled to himself as he noticed
>her love-juice still present on her pussy lips.
>
>"Still nice and wet I see." He said. She just buried her face in her hands
>in humiliation. "You're gonna need all the lubricant you can get. Get ready
>cause here it comes."
>
>With that he positioned the head of his massive cock at the entrance to her
>teenage twat and thrust. Having only ever taken my cock before it must have
>felt like someone was pushing a baseball bat up her pussy. As it was my
>girlfriend gave out a pain filled scream which was quickly stifled by
>shoving her fist in her mouth.
>
>My Uncle had only managed to lodge the head of his cock inside my girlfriend
>and it was obvious it was hard going. Her cunt lips were stretched taut
>around his shaft and their sheer tightness were preventing him getting any
>further in. Not to be denied he took hold of her hips and gave an almighty
>thrust. Emily barely managed to stifle her scream as another two inches of
>my Uncle's massively thick cock was forced inside her.
>
>She was obviously in pain as she said over her shoulder, "Please, Roger, its
>too big. I can't take it."
>
>Oblivious to her suffering my Uncle replied, "Nonsense, your just not used
>to a proper cock up your twat. If you're going to be a whore you're going to
>need a nice loose cunt."
>
>"Please." She said, "It hurts."
>
>"Really." He said as he gave a massive thrust which buried another two
>inches inside her slim teenage body. "I'm doing you a favour." Another
>thrust, another two inches. "After tonight your pussy will be stretched so
>far open Craig and his puny dick will never be able to satisfy you again."
>Another thrust buried two more inches up her twat.
>
>Emily was sobbing now as each thrust stretched her pussy a bit more. From my
>hiding point I could see everything, my Uncle's cock rapidly disappearing
>into Emily's cunt and her face as she cried and whimpered at each new
>thrust.
>
>"From now on you will have to acknowledge that you are a whore. You need to
>be used to get satisfaction." A final thrust buried the last of his cock
>deep inside her slim body. His fat gut was now resting on her back and he
>took a minute to savour the moment. I could not believe Emily had taken his
>whole cock. From where I was hiding I could clearly see how strained her
>pussy lips were as they clasped his cock shaft.
>
>Roger was not about to give Emily any time to get used to his giant cock and
>suddenly pulled out five or six inches. Without warning he thrust the entire
>length back inside my girlfriend. Emily gave out another muffled scream.
>Again he pulled out only to sadistically thrust back in. Emily whimpered
>from the pain.
>
>My Uncle soon got into a rhythm, pulling out and thrusting in. I could tell
>he was listening to her groans to ascertain the most painful method. When
>Emily moaned particularly loud from a thrust he did it again and again until
>she stopped.
>
>"I'm gonna stretch this cunt so much it'll never close up again." He said as
>he thrust brutally into her.
>
>I was racked with guilt for not stopping my girlfriend's suffering but I was
>just too horny. My cock had become rock hard again and I just could not
>bring myself to do anything but watch as my girlfriend was well and truly
>fucked.
>
>Gradually, I noticed a change in my girlfriend's moans and whimpers. As time
>passed each sound seemed to be expressing not pain but pleasure. Could my
>girlfriend actually be getting off on being fucked by this horrible old man?
>Was she really enjoying being speared by his massive cock in this
>humiliating way? Could my Uncle be right about her secretly wanting to be
>used as a whore? As the moans got stronger I could come to no other
>conclusion, Emily was enjoying being hurt and degraded.
>
> My Uncle was increasing his pace and it was obvious he was about to come.
>Sensing this as well Emily suddenly remembered something important, Roger
>was not wearing a condom!
>
>Turning her head so that she could look over her shoulder she said, "Roger,
>I'm not on the pill. You could get me pregnant if you cum."
>
>My Uncle looked even more pleased. "Sorry, Emily. But you're just asking for
>trouble being a whore and not being on the pill."
>
>"Roger, this is serious. It's the middle of my cycle and I could well be
>ovulating."
>
>My Uncle looked unconcerned but then, without warning, stopped fucking her.
>
>"Well," He said. "I could just stop. I don't have any condoms so I suppose
>that's it."
>
>The abrupt halting of his thrusts had had a startling effect on Emily.
>Denied the rock hard rod thrusting up inside her had also denied her the
>obvious pleasure it was giving her. She dropped her head to the car bonnet.
>
>An almost inaudible, "Please." Escaped her lips.
>
>"What was that, Emily?" My Uncle said, "I couldn't quite hear you."
>
>"Please."
>
>"Sorry, still can't hear you."
>
>"Please, keep fucking me."
>
>"I thought so." Roger replied, "You're a whore all right., nothing but a
>cock loving slut."
>
>His words had an electric effect on Emily and she began pushing back at his
>renewed thrusts. She was going to cum too, it was obvious, it was only a
>matter of who would get there first.
>
>"Do you want me to cum inside you, Emily?"
>
>"Yes."
>
>"Are you sure you want me to coat your cunt walls with my sticky cum?"
>
>"Yes, yes, yes. Fill me with you sperm."
>
>Having heard their little exchange I was in a new state of arousal. Emily
>had quite clearly invited him to keep fucking her and shoot his cum up her
>unprotected twat when there was a good possibility she was at her most
>fertile time of the month.
>
>Roger's thrusts were becoming faster and faster and he began to start
>groaning as the pleasure built. Emily, too was close to cumming for only the
>second time in her young life. I watched everything avidly.
>
>At last Emily gave a shriek, again quickly stifled, as she experience a bone
>jarring orgasm which seemed to go on forever. As she slowly recovered my
>Uncle reached his orgasm and jerked as his cock delivered his sticky white
>goo right up against her cervix. He spasmed many times, each one an
>indication of another slimy load deposited inside my girlfriend's most
>private place. The thought that my fat old Uncle was the first person to
>ever shoot a load of baby making jism inside my girlfriend's slim teenage
>body was enough to send me over the edge and I came too.
>
>For a while neither of them moved, my Uncle was resting his fat old body on
>top of her whilst he caught his breath. Finally, he stood up and pulled his
>deflating cock out of my exhausted girlfriend. When it finally slithered out
>of her cuntal opening it was like the pulling of a champagne cork. A torrent
>of his stick slim oozed out of her well stretch pussy. It dripped out of her
>onto the stretched gusset of her knickers. From my hiding place it was
>obvious her pussy was gaping wide open and the cum was just flowing out.
>
>Pulling herself together at last Emily stood up, which release still move
>goo, pulled up her wet, sticky knickers and pulled her skirt back down. Her
>face was a mess from crying and she looked really drunk. She took a lurching
>step towards the house and my Uncle reached out to support her.
>
>"Take it easy girl." He said laughing, "Not many near virgins can take my
>cock and still walk straight." She pulled away from him without saying a
>word and walked towards the back door. Realising she might notice me gone
>from the lounge I sprinted back around, through the dinning room and back
>into the lounge. Arranging myself as if I had never moved I closed my eyes
>and waited.
>
>I did not need to worry as I heard her stumble past and head straight
>upstairs to my bedroom. I waited a while to see what my Uncle would do and a
>short time latter I heard the door open.
>
>He stood above me for a while before he said, "Nice fuck, your girlfriend."
>
>I could not believe what he had said and I opened my eyes.
>
>"Oh yes, I knew you were there all along." He said before lowering himself
>down on to the couch next to me. "It's a strange thing. Don't you think?" He
>looked at me questioningly.
>
>"What?" I managed to say.
>
> "Wanting to watch your girlfriend get fucked." He replied.
>
> I did not know what to say. "Don't worry, Craig. Its not your fault. You're
>just a pussy. Someone, who attracts a girl like Emily because your
>sensitive." He said this with a sneer. "But you can't satisfy her sexually.
>That's where I come in."
>
> "I don't understand." I managed to mumble.
>
> "Its simply. You will keep seeing Emily, but I will keep fucking her."
>
> I tried to look indignant.
>
> "There is no point whining about it, Craig. You saw what happened tonight.
>If you don't let me do what I want to her, what she needs to be done to her,
>then sooner or later she is going to leave you."
>
> He stood up then and as he turned to leave the room he said, "I'll be
>around the night after next, she needs some time for her sore pussy to heal.
>Make some excuse to go out but make sure she stays here. Wait outside for me
>at about nine."
>
> I just looked at him dumbfounded.
>
> "Are we clear!" He said forcefully.
>
> "Yes." I squeaked.
>
> "What? I can't hear you."
>
> "Yes." I said more loudly. "I'll be waiting."
>
> "Good," He said, "Now get upstairs and have a wank like I know you want
> to."
>
> He walked out of the room but I was not able to move until I heard the
>front door close. My mind was a mess and I could not think straight, all I
>could do was stumble upstairs. When I got there I found Emily passed out on
>my bed. I tried to wake her but she was dead to the world. Unable to help
>myself I lifted her skirt to expose her knickers.
>
> It was a sight to behold. Her thighs were covered in spunk and her knickers
>were wet through. Gently, easing her knickers down and pushing her legs
>slightly apart exposed a wet mess of cum and pubic hair. Her pussy lips were
>red raw where they had been stretched so much and cum was still oozing from
>her gaping cuntal opening.
>
>Without realising it my cock was in my hand and before I knew it my meagre
>load had landed on her pussy lips to mingle with my Uncle's. I quickly
>pulled up her knickers over the sticky mess of her cunt, climbed into bed
>beside her and fell asleep.
>
>What happened next? - See chapter 2.