The continuation of a loving and incestuous relationship between uncle and niece.
SUMMARY OF CHAPTER 1: Cassie had the hots for her uncle George for a number of years, and he just made the first move on her. (I advise reading the entire chapter 1 before you read this chapter.)
When we all woke up, we had some coffee, a beer, and then George and I were on our way. George’s friend Kenny came and picked us up, then we went to a gas station for some shots and beers. I kept looking over at George, looking at his bright blue eyes. They got me every time. Since I was a minor, I had to wait in the car with George while Kenny got the drinks. While waiting, George rolled a joint for me, and I smoked it up with him. Out of the corner of my eye, I kept seeing him look at me. It was awkward for me, not because I didn’t want him, simply because nobody had ever really looked at me that way. He kept his hands to himself though, and didn’t say anything.
We got back to the apartment, and sat down to play some cards. This was becoming an extremely new weekend for me, because I kept catching Kenny looking me over. Why couldn’t this many guys at my school think I’m worth looking at? While playing cards, we made it interesting where you had to take a drink if you lost a hand. (We were playing black jack.) I was intentionally going way over 21, and George was the first to say something, mainly because I was drinking his alcohol. So I was pretty drunk pretty quick. Having had only about 6hrs of sleep the night before, I started to get very sleepy around 5pm. I told them I was going to take a nap now, and wondered back into George’s room. While lying there on the bed, I kept thinking about what might happen between my uncle and I. I texted him, knowing he wouldn’t show Kenny: “When Kenny leaves, if you still want to continue last night, wake me up later. I’ll take good care of you.” Shortly after, I was out like a light.
I woke up around 9pm. George was standing next to the bed in his pajamas (how had I not woken up when he came in? I don’t know.) with an obvious bulge in his pants that he was rubbing. I sat up and looked at him. I said “Are you sure?” He replied “Yes. Are you?” “George, I’ve wanted this for so long… When Lacey lived with us (Lacey was his girlfriend for a while, who happened to be very loud during sex on their very squeaky bed…) I would listen to you two and imagine myself there. I’ve cum so many times to fantasies of you. Yes, I’m most definitely sure.”
With that, he took my hand, and pulled me off the bed. He lay down, and I kneeled next to the bed. I wanted to see his cock more than anything, and to use all the tricks I had learned from reading stories on sexstoriespost.com and stories.xnxx.com to suck him off to an amazing cum. I wanted to feel him touch me too, but we’d get to that. As I kneeled down beside him, he pulled his pants down over his cock and legs. I was shocked. I figured it was big, but I didn’t think it was that big. I don’t know if it was because I was so young, but his 7& ½ inch cock seemed extremely large. It’s a big cock, don’t get me wrong. But I wouldn’t be so shocked by it now, later in my life. He said “touch it” and that’s exactly what I did.
I reached out to it, and lightly gripped it. I heard a barely audible gasp escape his lips, and I looked at him. He was staring into my eyes, chewing on his bottom lip, and had an obvious amount of lust on his face. I pulled my gaze from his ocean blue eyes, and looked back at his dick. I was trying to recall every trick I had read about sucking a dick. I moved my head in closer, and kissed the tip. George laid all the way back, putting the palms of his hands onto his face. I put the tip of my tongue on the base of his cock, and slowly licked all the way up it. When I got to the top, I put my lips around just the head. I sucked lightly on it, licking the jizz hole. As I sucked more, I took more into my mouth. I had about 4inches in my mouth, playing with the bottom of the head with my tongue.
As I was doing that, George started breathing deeper and harsher. He said/ grunted “Take more of it” and grabbed a handful of my hair. He started pushing my head down and pulling it back up. That’s the day I found out having my hair pulled turns me on a tremendous amount. I took as much as I could, and a bit more. I tried to deep throat, but I immediately gagged. He felt me gag and stopped pushing me down so far. I guess he didn’t want me to actually suffocate on his dick. But I sucked what I could fit into my mouth with such vigor and I had his dick suction cupped into my mouth. I felt him jerking his hips, and heard the occasional grunt. He started holding my head in place and fucking my face from below. I knew he was going to blow his load soon so I played with his balls and sucked even harder. That pushed him over the edge as he started to shoot his load into my mouth. I swallowed as more and more came out.
I swallowed his entire load, not letting any drip out of my mouth. When he was done, I crawled up into the bed with him and kissed him on the cheek. Even after sucking his dick, I hadn’t ever kissed a guy and couldn’t bring myself to do it. He gently kissed my forehead and I knew he loved me as much as I did him. It wasn’t just lust. It was love. Forbidden love with some lust thrown into it all. As we drifted off to sleep, I put his hand on my chest and he lightly played with my boobs. I hadn’t gotten off that night, but I didn’t mind. We had time. (:
Chapter 3 coming up, comment and let me know what you think (: