Previously: When I returned from my uncle's house party where he caught me with a mask on without knowing it was me, a horrible situation occurred with a taxi driver who groped me all over and put his fingers in my pussy and my ass, while he sucked me off in exchange for the ride. It didn't go any further because the police arrived and noticed we were making non-sacred things in public. I ended up at home, managing to get a female cop to do the paperwork without telling my mom what had happened. Several days passed and the memories of the party and even the taxi incident caused me so much morbidness that I masturbate every night. This led me to tempt myself to upload filtered stories on social media in such a way that only my uncle would see them. In it, I played with seduction, my innocence, short skirts, minis showing off my underwear unintentionally, short videos, TikToks, and all virtual resources to offer the sole spectator what I wanted him to see. Everything continued until the underwear, photos taking sun, poses that showed more. Until my uncle snapped and responded to the stories. The chat went back and forth, ending with me asking if I could be with him, which he agreed to, but on a day when my father wouldn't be at home. This would be Wednesday, a day when my father would work late. There, I received it then on Wednesday, just as agreed. In his room, he delivered the clothes I bought for myself, pink lace underwear and a fine white dress. In the same room, my uncle waited for me, we kissed passionately. With delicacy but force, he took my neck, his mouth dominated mine, his tongue played with my adolescent tongue. My soft skin began to blush at his mature skin with several passes of shaving leaves that suffered during decades. His hand went down my shoulder, lowering my strap, accompanying the fall of the same to arrive at my small white breast with a pink nipple. He played with it, that's what I Turn it on. His hand is very large for such small tits, but it seems to like it. It's not like Lorena's tits or those of the other whores from my friends. The ones I had were enormous and bronzed because they spent all day doing topless for them.
With his other hand, he lowers the other strap, and the dress falls down only to my hips.
With my small hands as an adolescent, I reach the base of his cock and propose taking it out. He doesn't resist.
I have a whole man in front of me, muscular, with golden skin, with some hairs on his chest and between them some entwined ones.
I don't want to scare him, so I proceed to kiss him again, my hands surrounding his neck. My body presses against my uncle's.
My small tits make contact with the base of his pectorals; I'm standing on tiptoe due to the effort of kissing him.
My torso enters twice into my uncle's, my small waist seems three times less than my uncle's.
With his two hands, he covers all my waist.
My nipples become erect when touching his chest, feeling his chest hair.
His hands on my waist go down to make the rest of the white dress fall.
A few minutes later, I'm still standing. Now only the resistance of a pink thong remains.
His large and warm hands grab my buttocks while he kisses me and massages them open.
I feel his member through his Bermuda shorts.
I start lowering my hands to unbutton and lower the zipper.
Like an expert slut, I separate myself just a little while looking at him, but as I try to unbutton it occurs to me to kneel down, and on the way, I pass my tongue over his pectorals and abdominals.
Kneeling is easier to unbutton and lower the zipper.
I push the pants down, leaving only a white boxers with the whole bulge increased by the situation.
The situation is sensual; my 18-year-old niece arched only in a micro-thong with her face in front of her uncle's boxers. I pass my tongue over the boxers and feel the heat. Then I proceed to lower it with my small fingers and it unfolds like a mast the bestiality of my uncle, more than 20 cm of meat points to my face, some balls that seem like chicken eggs hang and sway hypnotically. I feel the heat emanating and even that sex smell from the pre-seminal liquid. My small hands play in his thighs until taking the trunk and eggs and start feeling its texture. I open my mouth and my lips and tongue receive the enormous glans of my uncle. There, kneeling down, I begin to swallow as much as I can of that cock that so appetized me. I look at my uncle's eyes, the twin brother of my father. As I do it, I notice the resemblance with my father, which scares me, but I'm already doing it, his gestures even from his face sound so familiar. I close my eyes but my uncle grabs my hair and tells me 'open your eyes, slut, you wanted to get screwed by your uncle, now look at him' I look at his abs and pectorals, but he tells me again to look at his eyes. When I see him, I see my father. I'm not enjoying it as much. But I keep sucking. In a moment, he himself makes her come out of my mouth, seems like she was about to finish but hadn't had me yet. So he lifts me up from the shoulders and kisses me with force. He turns me around and tells me to walk to the bed, when I turn around he gives me a loud slap on the ass that leaves me burning. I turn around and smile nervously. He tells me to get down on all fours. In that position, he takes off my pink thong in one pull. Immediately puts his face between my buttocks. I feel like his tongue is passing through everywhere. He eats my ass, puts his tongue inside my anus. I feel his saliva on my buttocks. He squeezes my buttocks with his hands, every now and then gives a slap, leaving his marks. Puts his tongue between my vaginal lips, makes me arch my back in pleasure. His mature tongue knows how to make me come. While he does it, he tells me I'm a slut, a girl slut, a niece who's going to learn not to play with the uncle, that I'm going to ' end up asking for more cock from all sides every day. I'm going to be your sexual slave, and other things.
My legs are trembling with pleasure and nerves, my uncle is like possessed, also seems nervous for being that with his niece.
He knows it's forbidden, he knows if someone finds out it could be a disaster. He knows if my father arrives before work it would be a catastrophe.
He wants to enjoy well but is terrified.
His tongue goes up my ass, bites my buttocks, I feel more burned buttocks, my ass is already red.
I feel his hands on my hips and the tip of his glans at the entrance of my pink pussy.
A few seconds later I feel like it's opening up, like it's splitting me in two, like it's entering without hesitation. I feel completely full, complete, nothing else enters but he keeps pushing.
It seems endless but keeps going until it reaches the top of his belly against my Booty, if it weren't for that physical limit he would keep pushing.
He takes it out and goes back in, does it like that and I start to moan with pleasure.
In four he's screwing me, is punishing my adolescent and soft skin with sex, leaving it irritated, red, burning.
You can hear my buttocks against his belly, you can hear his balls against my thighs and vaginal lips.
It's a wild bull, I feel his mature male strength shaking. My hair notices this, that's why he holds it with one hand and pulls me like the mane of a sexy girl he's taming.
My small breasts are swaying from the movement and he takes advantage to pinch them. While he leans over me and sticks his tongue in my mouth.
He kisses me on the neck and gives me some of those marks that stay. Then he gets up and goes inside me, stops at the edge of the bed and takes my hand to make me follow him.
Let's continue where we left off the other time, he says.
So he makes me get up so that my legs are around his waist.
His hands They're holding my ass, my tits at the height of his face, which he takes advantage of to kiss and suck them.
It doesn't take much time until he starts making me fall, all the way down to where we left off that time when he regretted it.
Then I feel that gland opening me up again by the force of gravity.
I let myself fall completely, and he started making me go up and down. It was so erotic, remembering that moment of regret that we were no longer enjoying as much now.
My juices were falling all around his cock, the smell of sex in the room was unbearable, nobody could have guessed that nothing had happened if they walked in.
In that position going up and down, he puts me against the wall and pushes like a bull, putting it in and taking it out like a drill, my screams are sure to be heard outside the house.
It didn't matter if my father arrived, I was enjoying myself.
We were both sweaty, our sweat mixing with the sexual liquids.
My makeup was smeared, my hair was wet and tangled stuck to my face and neck.
Hugging my uncle's arms and legs against the wall, while he kept pumping without stopping.
I look at him and see the incredible resemblance to my father, it's the same, I can't stop, I see him and the guilt disappears, I even think it's my father.
An electricity surges from the deepest part of my interior, it runs through my entire body, I have a unique orgasm in my life and I sigh ay papaaa.
My uncle looks at me with a strange face but doesn't stop, immediately his strange face transforms into pleasure.
I feel the muscular tension throughout his body, typical of the moment just before male orgasm.
He explodes inside me and I feel the jets inside my body, I feel the warmth of my uncle's cum in my mature pussy.
We slow down our movements. He takes me to the bed and deposits me there gently.
He looks at me still trying to catch his breath, I'm naked on his bed, all sweaty, with his cum coming out of my little pink pussy.
He's still hard but fatigued from it all. task, with the point still dripping something of cum mixed with my liquids.
Suddenly he says:
good change and go home to your house, before your dad comes back
And he heads towards his bathroom to take a shower.
I was a disaster and my uncle asked me to change and leave like one of his whores.
Disconcerted by the situation I went to look for my clothes, with which I arrived at the house, my legs were trembling as I changed, I had bruises on my thighs, my uncle's hands marked on my buttocks, hickeys on my neck, bruises on my breasts, products of my uncle's bites.
The fight dried me off with the white dress that my uncle gave me and left it on the bed.
I adjust my hair a bit and leave the room to go and never come back again.
When I'm going down the stairs the main door opens and it's my father.
With all the sex we had, I didn't realize the time and it was already getting dark. My father arrived earlier than expected.
When he sees me on the stairs, my uncle comes out behind him with a towel around his waist.
The situation couldn't be worse. Despite being dressed, it was clear that I was dirty and sweaty. My uncle had no reason to have a towel around his waist, and both of us coming from the rooms.
What are you doing here? my dad asks
My uncle steps forward and responds:
I came to pick you up so you can try to fix things with your wife, he was waiting for you in your room, I told him you were late but he stayed anyway.
My father starts crying thinking my uncle's story. I run down to hug him and we cry together, me more from nerves and fear.
My uncle says he's going to leave us alone so we can talk, he had saved his life.
My dad takes me to his room to talk.
We talk about mom, about what needs to be done to ask for forgiveness, about life, how much he loves us.
Tear goes and tear comes, ends up saying he's going to take a shower and leaves the house to try speak with my mother, animated by me. Now I had saved my life. I wait in her room while he showers. The room feels familiar to me, it is the room where I caught up with my uncle on the day of the party dressed as a schoolgirl and wearing a mask. I start reviewing if there were things left from Lorena's slut, she was living the good life. Reviewing her nightstand, in one of the drawers, I find my white cotton undershirt, which my uncle kept as a trophy. Fear invaded me again, thinking if my dad recognized my undershirt, but that was impossible, so with the undershirt in hand, I breathe relieved. Just then, my father comes out of the bathroom and sees me with the intimate garment. 'Sorry daughter, since we're being honest about this plan, that's a stupid thing I did with one of the girls your uncle used to bring home. I swear I'll never do anything again that's not with your mother'. Fin
With his other hand, he lowers the other strap, and the dress falls down only to my hips.
With my small hands as an adolescent, I reach the base of his cock and propose taking it out. He doesn't resist.
I have a whole man in front of me, muscular, with golden skin, with some hairs on his chest and between them some entwined ones.
I don't want to scare him, so I proceed to kiss him again, my hands surrounding his neck. My body presses against my uncle's.
My small tits make contact with the base of his pectorals; I'm standing on tiptoe due to the effort of kissing him.
My torso enters twice into my uncle's, my small waist seems three times less than my uncle's.
With his two hands, he covers all my waist.
My nipples become erect when touching his chest, feeling his chest hair.
His hands on my waist go down to make the rest of the white dress fall.
A few minutes later, I'm still standing. Now only the resistance of a pink thong remains.
His large and warm hands grab my buttocks while he kisses me and massages them open.
I feel his member through his Bermuda shorts.
I start lowering my hands to unbutton and lower the zipper.
Like an expert slut, I separate myself just a little while looking at him, but as I try to unbutton it occurs to me to kneel down, and on the way, I pass my tongue over his pectorals and abdominals.
Kneeling is easier to unbutton and lower the zipper.
I push the pants down, leaving only a white boxers with the whole bulge increased by the situation.
The situation is sensual; my 18-year-old niece arched only in a micro-thong with her face in front of her uncle's boxers. I pass my tongue over the boxers and feel the heat. Then I proceed to lower it with my small fingers and it unfolds like a mast the bestiality of my uncle, more than 20 cm of meat points to my face, some balls that seem like chicken eggs hang and sway hypnotically. I feel the heat emanating and even that sex smell from the pre-seminal liquid. My small hands play in his thighs until taking the trunk and eggs and start feeling its texture. I open my mouth and my lips and tongue receive the enormous glans of my uncle. There, kneeling down, I begin to swallow as much as I can of that cock that so appetized me. I look at my uncle's eyes, the twin brother of my father. As I do it, I notice the resemblance with my father, which scares me, but I'm already doing it, his gestures even from his face sound so familiar. I close my eyes but my uncle grabs my hair and tells me 'open your eyes, slut, you wanted to get screwed by your uncle, now look at him' I look at his abs and pectorals, but he tells me again to look at his eyes. When I see him, I see my father. I'm not enjoying it as much. But I keep sucking. In a moment, he himself makes her come out of my mouth, seems like she was about to finish but hadn't had me yet. So he lifts me up from the shoulders and kisses me with force. He turns me around and tells me to walk to the bed, when I turn around he gives me a loud slap on the ass that leaves me burning. I turn around and smile nervously. He tells me to get down on all fours. In that position, he takes off my pink thong in one pull. Immediately puts his face between my buttocks. I feel like his tongue is passing through everywhere. He eats my ass, puts his tongue inside my anus. I feel his saliva on my buttocks. He squeezes my buttocks with his hands, every now and then gives a slap, leaving his marks. Puts his tongue between my vaginal lips, makes me arch my back in pleasure. His mature tongue knows how to make me come. While he does it, he tells me I'm a slut, a girl slut, a niece who's going to learn not to play with the uncle, that I'm going to ' end up asking for more cock from all sides every day. I'm going to be your sexual slave, and other things.
My legs are trembling with pleasure and nerves, my uncle is like possessed, also seems nervous for being that with his niece.
He knows it's forbidden, he knows if someone finds out it could be a disaster. He knows if my father arrives before work it would be a catastrophe.
He wants to enjoy well but is terrified.
His tongue goes up my ass, bites my buttocks, I feel more burned buttocks, my ass is already red.
I feel his hands on my hips and the tip of his glans at the entrance of my pink pussy.
A few seconds later I feel like it's opening up, like it's splitting me in two, like it's entering without hesitation. I feel completely full, complete, nothing else enters but he keeps pushing.
It seems endless but keeps going until it reaches the top of his belly against my Booty, if it weren't for that physical limit he would keep pushing.
He takes it out and goes back in, does it like that and I start to moan with pleasure.
In four he's screwing me, is punishing my adolescent and soft skin with sex, leaving it irritated, red, burning.
You can hear my buttocks against his belly, you can hear his balls against my thighs and vaginal lips.
It's a wild bull, I feel his mature male strength shaking. My hair notices this, that's why he holds it with one hand and pulls me like the mane of a sexy girl he's taming.
My small breasts are swaying from the movement and he takes advantage to pinch them. While he leans over me and sticks his tongue in my mouth.
He kisses me on the neck and gives me some of those marks that stay. Then he gets up and goes inside me, stops at the edge of the bed and takes my hand to make me follow him.
Let's continue where we left off the other time, he says.
So he makes me get up so that my legs are around his waist.
His hands They're holding my ass, my tits at the height of his face, which he takes advantage of to kiss and suck them.
It doesn't take much time until he starts making me fall, all the way down to where we left off that time when he regretted it.
Then I feel that gland opening me up again by the force of gravity.
I let myself fall completely, and he started making me go up and down. It was so erotic, remembering that moment of regret that we were no longer enjoying as much now.
My juices were falling all around his cock, the smell of sex in the room was unbearable, nobody could have guessed that nothing had happened if they walked in.
In that position going up and down, he puts me against the wall and pushes like a bull, putting it in and taking it out like a drill, my screams are sure to be heard outside the house.
It didn't matter if my father arrived, I was enjoying myself.
We were both sweaty, our sweat mixing with the sexual liquids.
My makeup was smeared, my hair was wet and tangled stuck to my face and neck.
Hugging my uncle's arms and legs against the wall, while he kept pumping without stopping.
I look at him and see the incredible resemblance to my father, it's the same, I can't stop, I see him and the guilt disappears, I even think it's my father.
An electricity surges from the deepest part of my interior, it runs through my entire body, I have a unique orgasm in my life and I sigh ay papaaa.
My uncle looks at me with a strange face but doesn't stop, immediately his strange face transforms into pleasure.
I feel the muscular tension throughout his body, typical of the moment just before male orgasm.
He explodes inside me and I feel the jets inside my body, I feel the warmth of my uncle's cum in my mature pussy.
We slow down our movements. He takes me to the bed and deposits me there gently.
He looks at me still trying to catch his breath, I'm naked on his bed, all sweaty, with his cum coming out of my little pink pussy.
He's still hard but fatigued from it all. task, with the point still dripping something of cum mixed with my liquids.
Suddenly he says:
good change and go home to your house, before your dad comes back
And he heads towards his bathroom to take a shower.
I was a disaster and my uncle asked me to change and leave like one of his whores.
Disconcerted by the situation I went to look for my clothes, with which I arrived at the house, my legs were trembling as I changed, I had bruises on my thighs, my uncle's hands marked on my buttocks, hickeys on my neck, bruises on my breasts, products of my uncle's bites.
The fight dried me off with the white dress that my uncle gave me and left it on the bed.
I adjust my hair a bit and leave the room to go and never come back again.
When I'm going down the stairs the main door opens and it's my father.
With all the sex we had, I didn't realize the time and it was already getting dark. My father arrived earlier than expected.
When he sees me on the stairs, my uncle comes out behind him with a towel around his waist.
The situation couldn't be worse. Despite being dressed, it was clear that I was dirty and sweaty. My uncle had no reason to have a towel around his waist, and both of us coming from the rooms.
What are you doing here? my dad asks
My uncle steps forward and responds:
I came to pick you up so you can try to fix things with your wife, he was waiting for you in your room, I told him you were late but he stayed anyway.
My father starts crying thinking my uncle's story. I run down to hug him and we cry together, me more from nerves and fear.
My uncle says he's going to leave us alone so we can talk, he had saved his life.
My dad takes me to his room to talk.
We talk about mom, about what needs to be done to ask for forgiveness, about life, how much he loves us.
Tear goes and tear comes, ends up saying he's going to take a shower and leaves the house to try speak with my mother, animated by me. Now I had saved my life. I wait in her room while he showers. The room feels familiar to me, it is the room where I caught up with my uncle on the day of the party dressed as a schoolgirl and wearing a mask. I start reviewing if there were things left from Lorena's slut, she was living the good life. Reviewing her nightstand, in one of the drawers, I find my white cotton undershirt, which my uncle kept as a trophy. Fear invaded me again, thinking if my dad recognized my undershirt, but that was impossible, so with the undershirt in hand, I breathe relieved. Just then, my father comes out of the bathroom and sees me with the intimate garment. 'Sorry daughter, since we're being honest about this plan, that's a stupid thing I did with one of the girls your uncle used to bring home. I swear I'll never do anything again that's not with your mother'. Fin
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