Emma 2 (Mf, Inter, Oral, non-con)
by Osric134

Remember: I don't practice, participate in or encourage sex with
children, rape, drugs or murder. I don't encourage anyone to do
any of the things my imaginative characters do either. These are
just stories that have taboo themes in them and NOT wishful
thinking. I just want to tell stories and hope no one takes my
tales as anything but strokable fun.



I was home on Friday when she called in on me, just before she
went to the party. She looked stunning in a knee-length black
sequinned dress with a 'halter' top and a deep neck that exposed
her smooth chest and the bulge of her young breasts. She looked
very sexy indeed. She smiled in delight at my reaction and I
flushed with embarrassment.
"You look beautiful." I said with a slight cough.
"Thank you Uncle Keithy." she turned in the doorway and two
extremely pretty girls appeared behind her. Both with similar
dresses to hers but not exactly the same. One was a blonde with
very ample breasts and darkly tanned skin. She was well built
with a very curvy figure. The other one was a redhead with short
cut hair like Emma's, she had a spray of freckles across her nose
and almost no breasts at all, but she radiated sex from her
slender dancer's body. Her green eyes smouldered with lust and I
felt myself blushing under her gaze.
"Uncle Keith? These are my friends Ronnie and Jane. They will be
staying with us tonight, OK?"
I smiled at each girl as they had been introduced to me. The
redhead was Ronnie and the Blonde one Jane.
"Yeah, that's fine Sweetheart," I said when I dragged my eyes
away from Ronnie's again, "You guys can stay in either of the two
spare rooms. What time do you want me to pick you up?"
She looked at the other two girls and then turned back to me with
a grin.
"Well, you'll have to get there before eleven and wait for us.
We're going to leave at one, but I want you to come and stay with
us for a few hours."
I looked at her as if she were mad. Why the hell would she want
me at the party.
"I don't think so Emma, that's not my sort of thing."
She wasn't taking no for an answer.
"Uncle Keith, you don't want to do anything with me!" she pouted
and I could see tears welling up in her eyes. I panicked.
"OK, OK! I'll stay for a while, but I'm not coming until twelve.
That's it!" I was adamant.
She huffed folding her arms across her chest and then she smiled.
"OK!" She hugged me tightly, squeezing the breath out of me with
her strong arms and then the three of them left for the party
with Linda who was driving her black BMW Mini.
She waved at me as I stood in the door before driving away. I
wave back at her and closed the door. I didn't really want to go
to the party at all, I was just planning to pick them up and
bring them back to the house. I wasn't keen on the two girls
sleeping over either, the redhead scared me a little and that was
purely because I found her so very attractive.
I was worried about how it would look, a thirty-something black
man having three beautiful teenage white girls sleeping overnight
in his house. The neighbours would be wagging their tongues as
soon as they saw them. They had always seen Emma and knew her
from the child that was dropped off to sleep overnight, they even
talked to her. Mrs James across the street even got the young
girl to go to the shops for her sometimes.
I dropped into the sofa and slept from the boredom, waking up
about ten o'clock and cursing that I didn't 'accidentally' wake
up after one.
I showered, changed and left the house. It was only three blocks
away from my house and I could walk the half-mile long journey.
Before I travelled too far I could hear the throbbing music
already, I saw the house on the corner of the street. There were
a few kids standing around outside in small groups as I
approached. A white girl was curled around a skinny black
teenager against the wall near the front door of the house,
clasping his head in her hands and forcing her tongue into his
throat. On the other side of the door was a tall black teen with
a 'spliff' smoking and looking serious.
As I approached the opened door two big teens blocked my path. I
am neither a fighter or a tough-guy, I stopped back and waited to
see what they would do.
"Aren't you Emma's 'Uncle'?" one boy laughed.
"I'm a family friend. I've known her since she was a baby. What
about it?" I shouted back over the loud music, getting a bit
annoyed.
"She said that you were to go into the living room and wait for
her!" he shouted back, smiling.
"Thanks!" I said and walked through the gap they made as they
stepped aside and moved quickly towards the house.
At the door I hesitated, the place was dark and filled with
smoke, obviously from Marijuana. I was a bit nervous about being
any where near the substance if the police decided to pay a
visit. I took a breath of fresh air and stepped inside.
The music was deafening, I felt the throbbing bass throughout my
whole body. A small crowd squeezed me as I pushed my way to the
living room door. Eventually I made it through, but not until
after I had inhaled a great amount of Marijuana smoke. My head
felt light as I wandered into the room and was immediately
accosted by a slinky young blonde girl in a silvery dress, she
wrapped her body around me and danced, rubbing her body against
mine. I tried to free myself, but she seemed to be glued on or
something. I gave up and began to sway with her to the pumping
throbs coming from somewhere in the house.
She clung and rubbed up to me until I was as hard as a piece of
wood in my trousers, she seemed to get more enthusiastic after
that. Then someone handed her a drink and push one into my hand
too.
"I don't drink alcohol!" I shouted over the noise to the boy.
He just shook his head as if to say it wasn't an alcoholic drink.
I sipped it and it tasted of cola, I nodded to him and he gave me
a 'thumbs up' before departing. The blonde girl had one hand
around my waist, her hips locked to mine and her cup in her other
hand, sipping her drink as she looked up at me. She still rubbed
her hips against me and I thought that I would cum in my pants.
Eventually she dropped her cup somewhere and returned the stray
arm to my shoulder, her face again in my neck. I took a long
drink, to finish off the drink and coughed as I found alcohol at
the bottom of the cup. I had swallowed nearly all of it.
The boy came back and took the cup from me mouthing "Sorry!" and
then disappeared into the crowd again, the slinky leech swayed
and rubbed.
It went on for another three 'songs' before she smiled up at me
in the dim red light and then wandered off, leaving me
bewildered. Then someone else grabbed my arm and I found myself
staring into Emma's beautiful face.
"I saw you dancing with Sarah Jones, I think she likes you!" she
shouted over the music as she hung onto my arm. She was grinning.
"Does everyone here know who I am?" I asked.
"Yes!" she said and pulled me through the crowds of kids to an
area where drinks were being handed out.
Jane stood behind the bar and she handed me another drink which I
sniffed first before taking from her. She had a grin on her
pretty face as she watched me sip from the cup and I knew she was
responsible for the alcohol-laden drink earlier.
I wagged a finger at her and she uttered a silent giggle. Emma
pulled me back into the crowd and hugged me against her, swaying
the the thrum of the music. Being a very tall girl, her crotch
was pressed against mine and I was uncomfortable with the fact
that she could feel my still hard cock. I arched my hips backward
to hold it away from her until it went down, but she seemed
determined to keep her hips pressed against it.
"Emma, please..." I said close to her ear.
"What? I can't hear you with this loud music!" she shouted as we
got near to a very big speaker.
She ignored my pleas and kept rubbing her hips against me
throughout the next few songs. Then she took me to the kitchen
where her other friend, Ronnie, stood with a plate of food. The
two of the giggled as the fed me crepes, patties and sandwiches
even though I wanted to feed myself. My face became a mess and
Emma kept wiping it with a kitchen towel. The girls who stood in
the kitchen with us were laughing and I flushed with
embarrassment. That did help to take my erection down though.
Emma dragged me back into the dark living room with Ronnie and
they took turns dancing with me. Ronnie soon got me hard again as
she gripped my bum in her rather strong hands and rubbed her hips
hard against me. Emma hugged against my back and they held me in
a sandwich, young bodies rubbing against mine until I thought I
would cum in my pants. Emma moved away and brought me another
drink, encouraging me to drink it off before bringing another. I
had the after-taste of some kind of alcohol in the drinks, but I
was feeling a bit high now and didn't care. Ronnie's hands
strayed and she was rubbing my crotch brazenly. I didn't seem to
be able to stop her or Emma from rubbing and squeezing me between
them any more, my cock now refused to go down.
Jane joined us and I was led out through the door into the
street, the party disappeared behind me as I was walked down the
road.
"Where are we going?" I asked, my hearing impaired by burst
eardrums.
"We're going home Uncle Keithy, home and to bed." Emma said,
giggling with her friends.
I didn't understand what was so funny, but I laughed along with
them too. Someone kept playing with my arse and my cock still
wouldn't go down.
When we got to the house Emma fished into my back pocket for the
keys and opened the door. They guided me inside and up the stairs
into my bedroom.
"Bedtime Uncle Keithy!" Emma exclaimed excitedly.
They dragged me over to the bed and held me firmly as they
stripped off my clothes.
"Wha... What are you doing?" I protested weakly, my head was
spinning and I felt the alcohol surging throughout my system.
"Stop!"
They ignored me and pulled the rest of my clothes from my body
until I was stark naked. I stood between them with my virgin cock
pointing stiffly to the ceiling. There were gasps of delight and
I struggled to free my arms to cover myself up from their stares.
"Wow! It's so big!" cried Emma, her hands stroking it. "I never
knew it was so big!"
"Nooo!" I whimpered and tried to twist away, but the girls were
unusually strong and held me without too much of a fuss. I sagged
against them and Emma continued to play with my cock.
"Now Uncle Keithy," she said as she knelt at my feet, stroking my
cock in her hands and looking up at me, "behave yourself or we
will have to punish you. Either way, I'm going to fuck you
tonight."
"I'll tell your parents!" I shouted through my semi-drunken haze.
They all just laughed.
"You do that, my sexy sweetheart. I'm sure that by the time I'm
done with you, you'll not tell anyone anything at all." she
laughed and opened her mouth around the head of my cock, sucking
it into her wet mouth.
I gasped and my knees buckled as she sucked and licked me until I
thought I was going mad. She was very experienced with her mouth
and had me squirming and gasping until she let me go and stood
up.
"Wasn't that nice?" she smiled, "Now let's get this hot dress off
so we can play."
She pulled the dress over her head to reveal that she was
completely naked underneath. I had seen her in her skimpy
underwear many times when she walked into my room and asked me to
rub her back with creams, or in a bikini at the beach when they
took me on holiday. This was different, she already had an
awesome body, but now it was coming to get me. I started crying,
struggling again to get free. She pressed her his up against me
and forced her tongue deep into my spluttering mouth until I
quietened down against her in surrender. She looked into my eyes,
smiling at me as she tiptoed against me and angled my rigid penis
into her very tight pussy.
"Nooooo! Nooooo!" I screamed as her dripping wet vagina enveloped
me. The tears streamed down my face and my heart thudded in my
chest.
My sweet little Emma was raping me.


  
Emma 2