It’s always been like this. I never had a lot of pocket money as a child, and the student loan system brought in by a LABOUR government just made matters worse. Money has been a problem for me since I was little, and it’s always been a question of finding ways to earn enough to fill the gap between what I got legitimately, and what I needed for a comfortable life.
Since I started at Uni last September there’s never been enough to live a nice life, but it didn’t take me long to find other ways of earning money here. I've been finding little ways of doing that for a long time now, and they just seem to get that bit worse every time in order to keep the cash coming in.
I suppose the earliest things I did were innocent enough. Like helping my Mum or my Dad round the house or in the garden. I had to earn all my pocket money, so the more I did the more I got. I used to do the washing up for 10p or maybe some ironing for £1, but it always seemed a lot of work for a very little money.
That was until I went to see Uncle Bill at work. He had a photographic shop in Blackburn, and sold cameras and stuff like that. He also did wedding photography, school photos and what he used to call ‘glamour’. The studio was at the back of the shop, and he had loads of complicated machines and stuff in there as well to turn the film into photos for wedding albums and things. He was going to take me out for the day to the zoo, and because he had to go into his shop first to finish off some urgent photos I met him there on a Sunday morning. My Dad dropped me off in the car about eight, and Uncle Bill let me in round the back of the shop.
There was the usual overpowering smell of chemicals which seemed to permeate even his clothes. There were photos all over the workbench, and I noticed Uncle Bill shuffling some underneath a folder as if he didn’t want me to see them. From the quick glance I'd had they looked like the individual school photos we had done at our school – in fact I thought I recognised one of the girls – but why was he hiding them?
The phone rang in the shop. Uncle Bill had no idea that I'd seen him hiding the photos so he went through to the shop leaving me on my own. I had to look of course. I moved the folder and couldn’t believe what I saw. They were photos of girls at our school, but amongst the ordinary ones were three or four very different ones. Very different ones indeed. One in particular caught my eye. It was of a very pretty girl with blue eyes and blonde hair, smiling in a knowing sort of way. I didn’t actually know her, but I had seen her about. She was sat at her desk, posing in much the same way as all the other girls, except that her blouse was open and she was cupping her breasts together and fingering her nipples. There was another much ruder one of a dark haired girl I didn’t recognise with her legs apart and her dress pulled up. The lips and outline of her cunt was clearly visible through her thin cotton panties. She too was smiling.
Uncle Bill finished his phone call, and I quickly pushed the photos back under the folder. But not quickly enough. He saw what I was doing and went bright red.
“Oh, Suzi – you found those. I didn’t mean you to see them. It’s just a little sideline I do from time to time for extra cash. It doesn’t do any harm. And the girls only do it because I pay them.”
I must have looked shocked. I suppose I was, really, but the idea of girls earning a bit of extra cash just for letting someone take dirty photos of them sounded a good one – specially as I never had any money myself.
“Uncle Bill – you dirty man. Those are just girls at my school, and they’re only my age too – you’ll be in big trouble if anyone finds out.”
“But who’s going to find out Suzi? The girls won’t tell because they'd be in trouble too, and that just leaves you.”
He pulled a bulging wallet out of his back pocket and opened it.
“£5 for Suzi, and it stays our little secret?”
I hesitated. I didn’t want to get him into trouble, but I was a bit uneasy at the thought of taking money off him. Even at that age it didn’t seem right to me.
“£5 not enough then?”
He looked worried. Was I going to tell on him and get him into trouble?
“Tell you what I’ll do, then. I’ll make it £10 but maybe you could let me take one or two ‘special’ photos of yourself – just for the album?”
£10 was an awful lot of money to me then, and it didn’t take me more than a second or two to make my mind up. I didn’t know quite what he had in mind, but the stuff the girls at school were doing for him didn’t seem that bad – and £10 was £10.
“OK then. I promise I won't say anything to anyone about the photos, and I’ll let you take some of me as well. Do you want to do them now?”
He did. Very badly. I could see that from the bulge in his trousers which I was old enough to recognise as a hard-on. He said he'd get a camera and some film (he said digital cameras were no more than toys) and told me to relax. I must have seemed a bit tense, which maybe wasn’t surprising!
I still remember what I was wearing that day. It was sunny and warm, and I didn’t want to be too hot at the zoo, so all I had on was a light blue gingham dress in thin cotton. I loved that dress. It had very short sleeves and was lovely and cool on hot days like today. There were buttons all the way down it from top to bottom, though that wasn’t very far – it was a very short dress. I had my bra and panties on as well of course, and I even remember those, so well is that day fixed in my mind after what happened. They were in matching pink cotton, with little yellow flowers on, and very very pretty. Looking back on that day, I'm not surprised Uncle Bill was attracted to me sexually. I must have looked very innocent, very pretty (though I say it myself) and very girly. Just the look for an older man.
I sat on a chair by the photographic screens, trying very hard to relax. Uncle Bill came back with the loaded camera, and switched on the floodlights. He put on some music – I remember that too. ‘I can't get no satisfaction’ by the Rolling Stones. How funny that seems now, though it didn’t register at the time. He told me to dance on the small stage raised a few feet from the floor, while he started to snap away with his camera. I remember how easy it started to seem. He gave me a drink of something. I still don’t know what it was, but it did relax me a lot. The music played and I danced to it. I felt good with him watching me, photographing me. I felt important.
I was vaguely aware that as I danced on the stage, Uncle Bill and his camera seemed to be getting lower and lower down. He was crouched on the floor, and I realised that what he was actually doing was getting shots up my dress – panty shots in fact. I could also see that his hard-on was even bigger than it had been before. I was so proud of what I had done. An older man, and I had made him stiff – me, just me! And I had him in my power as I danced, or at least it felt that way.
I danced as provocatively as I knew how to at that age, wriggling down to the floor as my dress rode up my body. I somehow knew instinctively what would get my uncle really going and squatted down on the floor, opening my knees to let him get a clear view up my gingham summer dress. I paused there with my knees wide apart, trying to gauge his reaction.
“Oh God Suzi. Don’t do this to me. You’ll give me a heart attack. Watching you dance around in that little tiny dress is bad enough, but when you do that I just want to fuck you.”
He looked genuinely shocked at what he'd just said.
“Oh God, Oh God, Oh God. I didn’t mean it Suzi – I must be sick in the head even to think it. You’re my little niece. I should never have said anything about photos – I’m a sick pathetic filthy old pervert. Just put your knees together, cover yourself up, get down from there, and we’ll go out to the zoo. Just forget all this bad stuff happened, and I’ll still give you the money anyway.”
I was shaken. Could I really have had this incredible effect on my uncle? This was all happening so quickly, the thoughts in my head, but even then I was aware of the power I had over this man. And it felt good too. I had him absolutely in my power now – it was bad enough him wanting to take dirty photos of me, but now he had actually told me he wanted to have sex with me.
I wasn’t quite sure how to play this one, and although I must have made the decision inside a few short seconds, the process seemed to last for minutes. There was my uncle, more or less literally kneeling at my feet, still peering up my dress, and me really in control of him, which was not something I was used to then. Suddenly I knew exactly what to do.
I pulled my dress even further up than it was already and let my knees splay even wider apart. He just gasped. I fingered my pink cotton panties in what I hoped would be an appealing way.
“Uncle Bill! You’ve quite shocked me now. I was only dancing for you to give you some nice photos of me and now you say you want to fuck me! And me only wearing my little gingham summer dress and my tiny little pink panties too. Is it what’s hidden under here you want Uncle?”
I fingered my panties some more. I wanted to really get him going, just to see how much power I really had over him. I could feel myself becoming wet inside, and I was aware that my juices were starting to produce a dark pink stain in the crotch of my panties. I started to rub myself through my panties, reckoning that would really get him going. I was right – he just stood there, mesmerised. With my other hand free I slipped my middle finger under my panties and into my cunt hole. It felt good, and my finger slipped easily into my vagina. I moved my pink panties to one side so that Uncle could see properly what I was doing.
“Suzi, why are you doing this to me? It’s bad and I said you could stop it.”
“Oh Uncle, I can see you're enjoying watching me. Your cock’s gone all hard hasn’t it? Do you like watching your little niece masturbating herself then? Is that what you really wanted in your photos? Go on then – take some nice photos of me. Were you going to keep them by your bed and masturbate with them yourself Uncle? I bet you were. Fancy wanting to rub your old cock looking at pictures of me with my finger in my cunt!”
He groaned again.
“You still want to fuck me don’t you? Specially seeing me like this with my dress up around my middle and my panties pulled to one side. Shall I get my titties out as well for you?”
I undid some buttons at the top of my dress, letting it open so that my bra was visible. I slipped my bra off quickly, allowing my breasts to pop out. They were small and pert – well they still are really, but not as much as they were then. Picture me – breasts peeping out of my dress, panties pulled aside, and my middle finger slipping gently in and out of my cunt. If that didn’t do the trick nothing would!
“Get your cock out Uncle – you know you want to don’t you?”
He needed no persuasion. He was like a man possessed by now.
“It’s OK Uncle. I don’t mind – really I don’t. Do you want to fuck me?”
“I can't hold myself back now Suzi. It’s too late. I need to fuck you but I know it’s wrong. Maybe you could wank me off. Maybe that would do it.”
I stopped fingering my pussy and held my cunt open, gesturing towards his now enormous cock.
“I don’t think that will be enough for you Uncle! Let me come down there with you and see what we can do. I think you need to stick that fat cock in my tight little cunt!”
He pointed to a mattress in the corner. This clearly wasn’t the first time he had done this. I got down from the platform and lay down on the mattress. My tits were still out and I pulled my dress up to my waist ready for him to enter me.
“Leave your panties on – I like that best. They're so pretty.”
I did as I was told, pulling my panties to one side again to entice him into my cunt. Not that he needed any enticing!
“Fuck my smooth hairless little cunt Uncle. Let me rub your cock with the juices from my cunt and make it even harder. I want you to fuck me, really fuck me hard, and cum inside me so I have your babies.”
I was really really sexed up by now and getting pretty horny.
He stood there for a few seconds staring at my pussy. I didn’t know whether it was a sight he often saw, bearing in mind the photos I'd seen, but I was going to make sure he got his moneys worth.
“God you’re so sexy Suzi. I fucking need you now. I had no idea you’d do this for me. I love your pretty pink flowery panties, I love your pretty blue eyes, I love your long blonde hair, your sweet titties, and most of all your smooth hairless cunt. Uncle’s going to lick you now, between your legs, and smell those lovely wet panties.”
This was slightly scary. Smell my panties? Why would he want to do that? I had no idea back then of the desires of older men to get their hands on girls panties and smell them. I was afraid they might not smell fresh, though they were clean on that morning as always. He got down on the mattress with me and burrowed his face into my panties, breathing my smell in deeply and moaning.
“Cunt, panties, cunt, panties, lovely, lovely.”
I rubbed his cock as he smelt first my panties and then my cunt. He started to lick me, first my cunny lips and then inside my cunt properly, right down into my vagina as far as his tongue would go. I worried because I knew the juices were flowing freely, but he was obviously loving the wetness of it and trying to swallow the fluids. His cock was wet with what I now know to be precum but then I thought he had already cum in my hand. I had no idea! I thought there wasn’t much of it and was afraid I'd let him down and he didn’t really fancy me – I knew that cum should be more plentiful than this.
“What’s wrong Uncle? Why haven't you cum properly? Don’t you fancy me?”
He looked up – shocked I think.
“Don’t be silly, girl! That’s not real cum yet – only precum. That shows I love you but the real big cum only happens when my cock goes inside your pretty little cunt.”
“But I won't get to see it then!”
I had never seen a man cum at that time, and I remember so wanting to see it.
“Oh yes you will my pretty. Because I'm going to start off in your cunt and then pull my cock out and squirt it all over your pretty little face. Uncle does very very big cums and there’s plenty to go round.”
I knew from the way he was breathing that I wouldn’t have to wait long for my first taste of real sex. He pulled his face away from my cunt and leaned over me, breathing heavily, his penis erect and ready. Suddenly, he was pushing at my slit with his cock, trying to force it into me. It hurt, and I was frightened it was going to hurt me more – it was my first time, and although I'd been masturbating for a long time I'd never had anything bigger than a smallish carrot inside my cunt before.
“Uncle, it’s hurting me a bit. I've never been fucked properly before and my cunt isn’t very big yet. Maybe your cock’s too big to fit in me – I don’t want it to hurt me any more.”
“Don’t worry Suzi – Uncle won't hurt you. You’re just a bit tight at the moment and you just need a bit more lubrication to help Uncle’s big cock fit in properly.”
He reached over to the corner of the room and picked up a tube of jelly, telling me it would help a lot. I drew my legs toward me and opened them wide to expose my pink genitals to his lustful gaze. He opened the tube and rubbed some of the jelly inside my cunt, wiping it liberally over my outer and inner labia and right inside too. I supposed that was the really important bit. It felt very cold, and I enjoyed the feeling of it. His fingers pushed and probed inside me, pushing the cold jelly deep into my cunt.
“Now Suzi, this next bit might feel a bit funny, but sometimes when older men have sex with girls your age it’s possible for the penis to slip into the girl’s bottom by mistake. If that happens it can hurt a bit, so I'm going to put some of the special cream up your bottom as well, just to be on the safe side.”
I do remember thinking this was a bit odd, but I let him do it, and he slipped a well lubricated finger gently into my bum hole. Oh god!!! I'd never felt anything as exquisite as that before. As his finger went in I felt the most amazing feeling inside, and I almost came there and then. I almost begged him to do it some more, and he finger fucked me with more jelly until it was oozing out of my bum hole. As his finger slid in and out I felt more and more orgasmy until eventually I started to have one of the biggest orgasms I'd ever had in my life.
By this point he had two fingers in my cunt and the middle finger from his other hand up my bottom. I was on the very point of climax, but I knew I had to have Uncle’s sticky seed inside me to make it really count.
I turned over on the mattress and kneeled on all fours for him.
“Fuck me Uncle Bill, fuck me quick! Fuck me now, right now! Fuck me like a doggy! I need you to stick your cock in my cunt quickly before I cum!”
He dropped the tube of gel on the floor and mounted me, slipping his cock inside me effortlessly. It hurt a bit, I suppose it was bound to the first time, but the jelly helped a lot. His cock went deep inside me, plunging harder and harder into my soft pink vagina. This was so good, but I knew there was still something missing.
He must have sensed the turmoil that was going on in my head. Suddenly, his cock still rock hard and dripping with a mixture of my juices and his precum, he pulled out.
“Christ – don’t do that Uncle. I'm not quite ready yet!”
“Don’t worry Suzi. I'm not done yet by a long way. Just relax a bit more – relax all your muscles as much as you can.”
I tried to do as he said. I knew somehow what was going to happen next and it excited me and scared me all at the same time. I relaxed the muscles in my cunt, and I tried to relax my bum hole as far as I could. Then it came.
I was still kneeling on the mattress, yowling like a bitch on heat. I felt his rough fingers opening me up, and more lube going into my bottom. There was a searing pain as he started to enter my special back hole, followed quickly by the most exquisite pleasure I had ever felt. My orgasm was reaching even newer and greater heights, as he pushed his hard gland in and out, in and out, in and out of me like the piston of some well oiled machine.
I knew I was seconds from my absolute peak and screamed at him to ejaculate inside my bottom hole. He was almost at his own climax. He was fucking me so very hard, whispering in a hoarse sexy voice to me all the time that he loved me, that he wanted me, that he wanted to fuck my bum, my cunt, my titties. He wanted to make me pregnant with his seed, to suck my nipples – everything.
He groaned with pleasure and the cum gushed out of his cock, filling my brown hole with his love juice. He pulled out, rubbing his cock as he did so. It was all happening so quickly. I started to reach my peak and began to scream and writhe and shout as the waves of climax washed over me. I turned over on the mattress again as he rubbed his cock, using my cunt juices as a lubricant. He squirted another thick jet of spunk, and it splattered over my smooth hairless cunt. I was still rubbing it in as Uncle aimed his still squirting penis at my face and spattered my eyes with his hot cum. Two jets of his cum burned my eyes as they dripped down my face, leaving him with one final jet of splooge.
“Open up Suzi quick! Uncle’s gonna cum in your pretty little mouth!”
I opened my mouth as wide as I could to allow him to spurt his final jet of cum into it. it shot out of his cock with some force, hitting the back of my throat nearly choking me.
“Swallow it girl, swallow it for Uncle. Drink my cum and show you really love me.”
I swallowed his sticky salty spunk. I had no option really – it was already sliding down my throat. This wasn’t the first time I had tasted cum, though it was my first full sex. I remembered the characteristic stickiness, the saltiness and the way it coated your tongue and throat. My orgasm had been intense and this was the icing on the cake – literally, I suppose.
Uncle Bill sat back, recovering from his exercise. He took a camera from near the mattress and started to continue the photo session we seemed to have started an age ago. Except that these weren’t the kind of photos I'd quite expected!
“Sit back and show me your cunt wide open Suzi, and that sweet little arsehole. Uncle needs to photo it for his friends.”
I wasn’t too sure about having Uncle Bill and his friends sitting around masturbating over pictures of my cunt, but by that point I was almost past caring. I sat back and raised my lower body with my hands to give him a good view. The sperm was dribbling out of my cunt and trickling into my bum hole, and from there onto the mattress, making a very sticky mess as it mixed with my own cunt juices. It must have made for a pretty horny photo I suppose – the sight got Uncle Bill hard again and he started licking his own sperm from out of my cunt and my bum hole! Have you ever had your bum hole licked out? It’s very, very nice, and in a way even nicer than someone licking your cunt out.
We did eventually get to the zoo that day – but a little later than planned.