God! I still shudder when remembering the sensations and emotions of that moment, and even more now that I have to recall them one by one, from the beginning, in order to make this narrative that I want to share with you all. The new year passed us by in San Justo, at my parents' house, where family gatherings take place, as they do every year, brothers, sisters-in-law, uncles, cousins, nephews, the whole family. We're not many but we make a nice group. And logically among them is my uncle Carlos. You already know him, he was my first man, the one who saw that slut potential in me that I was still waiting to explode. He's the one who made me a woman, and with whom I maintained a long-term clandestine relationship where the only incentives were sex and lust. There were no obligations between us, just enjoying fully what we felt for each other, but even though we had a good time in bed, over time we drifted apart, especially because I could find in other men what I thought only he could give me. However, I missed him... that's when I realized it on New Year's Eve. I was seeing him again after a long time, practically since the last parties, those of 2009, and at that time we barely spoke. But this time something was different, I don't know, don't ask me, but something changed. -Hello niece, how are you? So much time!- he greeted me effusively when he saw me, giving me a strong hug. At that moment, feeling so close to his body, I felt those sensations again that I thought were forgotten. It was a shudder, a slight tremor, maybe he didn't notice, but it wasn't imperceptible for me, especially since it was accompanied by a light moisture in my groin. -Uncle... hello, happy new year- was all that came out of my mouth when trying not to reveal what seemed to have affected me so much. While I continued greeting the others, I kept looking at him, recognizing in that man, in my own uncle, the true love of my life. The rest... The evening passed without major surprises, we ate, drank, and toasted, all of this while my eyes couldn't avoid those of my uncle, and when our gazes met, he would wink at me and smile. I would immediately look away, but then go back to looking at him, it was something I couldn't help.
At midnight, after receiving the new year with a general toast, we went up to the rooftop to see the usual fireworks display at these parties. I went up last because I wanted to finish my drink first, when I did, I found myself behind everyone else, and I felt someone approaching me from behind and resting their hand on my shoulder, thinking it was my husband, but no, I soon realized it was my uncle.
What are you doing? I said, moving aside and making sure nobody had seen us.
I miss you, niece... I miss you so much, he whispered, before walking away to rejoin the others.
This affected me, the tone of his voice, the sincerity of his words, left me in shock for a moment. After the fireworks, we returned to the table to continue the celebrations, always with our gazes, mine and my uncle's, crossing each other. Around 3 am, most people had left, those who were returning home had already gone, those who were staying overnight went to bed, until there were only a few of us left, including my mom, my uncle Carlos, my aunt Edith, and me.
At that point, my mom announced she was going to sleep.
Yes, I'm also tired, my eyes are closing. Shall we go, Carlos? my aunt Edith said.
Of course they would stay, as they had a reserved room for themselves.
I'll smoke one last cigarette and then I'll go, my aunt replied, giving me a strong look at that exact moment.
I didn't say anything, I just stayed silent. My mom and aunt left chatting about how yummy the dinner was and other things. As for me... I'm still not saying anything, my uncle lights a cigarette and sits down smoking, without taking his eyes off me even though he's not saying anything. I pour myself another cup of cider and drink it in one gulp.
-I'll go up for some air- I say and head towards the stairs to the balcony.
When I'm climbing, I turn around to look at him. He looks at me too. The signal is unmistakable. After making sure no one is nearby, he puts out his cigarette and follows me. Upstairs, darkness becomes our ally. We can barely see each other, but the moonlight offers enough gloom for that moment to be much more romantic than it already is. We hug and kiss, wrapping our bodies in our respective hugs, feeling that old passion from back then come alive again. The last time we were together was a few months after we got married, when I said goodbye because I felt like our bond should end, and it ended in the best way possible, with one of those ejaculations remembered for generations. But now we're here again, together, ready to restart what we left unfinished. It was a long, juicy, passionate kiss. I could feel his tongue's flavor of tobacco, passion, and lust awakening in him. I didn't hold back. I pressed myself against his body and slid my hand over that unsettling bulge already ready to take action.
-I also missed you, uncle... I missed you very much, extremely- I assured him, kissing him voraciously again.
We were eating each other's mouths while our hands were remembering every corner of the other's body.
-We don't have much time, someone could drop in at any moment- he said, bringing me back to reality.
-You're right- I agreed, and then I got down on my knees before him and peeled his cock. I went back to sucking it after a long time, sucking it with the same eagerness as always, Feeling like time hadn't passed and I was that thirsty teenager again for sex that he had known how to guide correctly. He sucked me for a good while, although I knew I couldn't extend myself too much, so having her already well hard and erect, I got up and went towards a corner of the patio where darkness was even more intense. I had on a gauze dress, so when I leaned against a wall, all he had to do was lift my skirt and move aside my underwear. The penetration was immediate. I already had my pussy all wet from what her skin slid easily into my deepest interior. It was something impressive to feel my uncle again after so much time. Then I realized that that wasn't just any cock, it wasn't just any cock, but it was THE cock, the only one, the one that matters most in this world. My uncle's cock is like that piece missing from my body to feel complete and absolute, and there it was again, pulsating inside me, filling me in that way only he can. From behind, he grabbed my tits then and started screwing me with a delicious rhythm, making the intensity of my wetness increase more and more each time. I tried not to moan, to enjoy those thrusts in silence, accompanying his movements with a subtle sway of my hips. My uncle's cock went in and out, in and out, again and again, taking its place once more, that place which, although shared, will always be of his absolute ownership. We didn't have much time, as he was waiting for my aunt, and I was waiting for my husband, so he didn't hold back, but accelerated the thrusts and in a few more strokes finished inside me in an explosive and abundant way. The cum flowed into me in an impressive amount, mixing with my own cum. When I felt there was no more to store inside me, I turned around and kissed him wildly again. -We have to leave if we don't want to make Did you suspect-? Are we going to see each other this week?- I asked, since that encounter had only seemed like an appetizer to me. -Of course, I'll let you know- he said. We gave each other another kiss, and each of us went down on their own side. Although I had my pussy all wet and hadn't gone to the bathroom, I wanted to keep the essence of my uncle inside me forever. Luckily, my husband was sleeping deeply, so I could go to bed and still feel the warm effervescence of his semen in my sex.
At midnight, after receiving the new year with a general toast, we went up to the rooftop to see the usual fireworks display at these parties. I went up last because I wanted to finish my drink first, when I did, I found myself behind everyone else, and I felt someone approaching me from behind and resting their hand on my shoulder, thinking it was my husband, but no, I soon realized it was my uncle.
What are you doing? I said, moving aside and making sure nobody had seen us.
I miss you, niece... I miss you so much, he whispered, before walking away to rejoin the others.
This affected me, the tone of his voice, the sincerity of his words, left me in shock for a moment. After the fireworks, we returned to the table to continue the celebrations, always with our gazes, mine and my uncle's, crossing each other. Around 3 am, most people had left, those who were returning home had already gone, those who were staying overnight went to bed, until there were only a few of us left, including my mom, my uncle Carlos, my aunt Edith, and me.
At that point, my mom announced she was going to sleep.
Yes, I'm also tired, my eyes are closing. Shall we go, Carlos? my aunt Edith said.
Of course they would stay, as they had a reserved room for themselves.
I'll smoke one last cigarette and then I'll go, my aunt replied, giving me a strong look at that exact moment.
I didn't say anything, I just stayed silent. My mom and aunt left chatting about how yummy the dinner was and other things. As for me... I'm still not saying anything, my uncle lights a cigarette and sits down smoking, without taking his eyes off me even though he's not saying anything. I pour myself another cup of cider and drink it in one gulp.
-I'll go up for some air- I say and head towards the stairs to the balcony.
When I'm climbing, I turn around to look at him. He looks at me too. The signal is unmistakable. After making sure no one is nearby, he puts out his cigarette and follows me. Upstairs, darkness becomes our ally. We can barely see each other, but the moonlight offers enough gloom for that moment to be much more romantic than it already is. We hug and kiss, wrapping our bodies in our respective hugs, feeling that old passion from back then come alive again. The last time we were together was a few months after we got married, when I said goodbye because I felt like our bond should end, and it ended in the best way possible, with one of those ejaculations remembered for generations. But now we're here again, together, ready to restart what we left unfinished. It was a long, juicy, passionate kiss. I could feel his tongue's flavor of tobacco, passion, and lust awakening in him. I didn't hold back. I pressed myself against his body and slid my hand over that unsettling bulge already ready to take action.
-I also missed you, uncle... I missed you very much, extremely- I assured him, kissing him voraciously again.
We were eating each other's mouths while our hands were remembering every corner of the other's body.
-We don't have much time, someone could drop in at any moment- he said, bringing me back to reality.
-You're right- I agreed, and then I got down on my knees before him and peeled his cock. I went back to sucking it after a long time, sucking it with the same eagerness as always, Feeling like time hadn't passed and I was that thirsty teenager again for sex that he had known how to guide correctly. He sucked me for a good while, although I knew I couldn't extend myself too much, so having her already well hard and erect, I got up and went towards a corner of the patio where darkness was even more intense. I had on a gauze dress, so when I leaned against a wall, all he had to do was lift my skirt and move aside my underwear. The penetration was immediate. I already had my pussy all wet from what her skin slid easily into my deepest interior. It was something impressive to feel my uncle again after so much time. Then I realized that that wasn't just any cock, it wasn't just any cock, but it was THE cock, the only one, the one that matters most in this world. My uncle's cock is like that piece missing from my body to feel complete and absolute, and there it was again, pulsating inside me, filling me in that way only he can. From behind, he grabbed my tits then and started screwing me with a delicious rhythm, making the intensity of my wetness increase more and more each time. I tried not to moan, to enjoy those thrusts in silence, accompanying his movements with a subtle sway of my hips. My uncle's cock went in and out, in and out, again and again, taking its place once more, that place which, although shared, will always be of his absolute ownership. We didn't have much time, as he was waiting for my aunt, and I was waiting for my husband, so he didn't hold back, but accelerated the thrusts and in a few more strokes finished inside me in an explosive and abundant way. The cum flowed into me in an impressive amount, mixing with my own cum. When I felt there was no more to store inside me, I turned around and kissed him wildly again. -We have to leave if we don't want to make Did you suspect-? Are we going to see each other this week?- I asked, since that encounter had only seemed like an appetizer to me. -Of course, I'll let you know- he said. We gave each other another kiss, and each of us went down on their own side. Although I had my pussy all wet and hadn't gone to the bathroom, I wanted to keep the essence of my uncle inside me forever. Luckily, my husband was sleeping deeply, so I could go to bed and still feel the warm effervescence of his semen in my sex.
19 comentários - tio y algo mas...
lo que si te dejo es otra paja mas en tu nombre... ps la verdad si que calientan tus relatos
feliz año Marita, que tengas mas cojidas q el año anterior, y lo mejor, q las compartas
Un lujo, un lujazo !!! Ya veo que el 2011 comienza movidito, así que a esperar lo que viene ❤️
volvi preciosa como me gustan tus relatos y este me encanto...la parte donde decis la pija... la que completa mi cuerpo cuanta razon tenes...pueden pasar varias pero una sola es LA PIJA.
sos barbara me encantas 😉
FELIZ AÑO...!!!!
porque si fuera real, no me cierra cuanto tiempo paso,desde que eras la nena virginal, y tenias sexo con tu tio. a ahora que tenes marido rapidamente, y volviste a tener sexo con el
igual lindo relato!
mmm
que rica historia