Naughty Girls and their Uncles

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Naughty Girls and their Uncles1.) Rhoda’s Uncle StoryMost girls, by or around, the their mid-teens, are sexually active, masturbate, and think about cock. We know about the age of consent, but when your pussy dictates it needs attention, legality goes out the window, and it’s hypocritical to condemn men, you begged for a fuck, or at least left them in no doubt as to your intention, when you did a down blouse flash, of your small titties and rigid nipples, or let them see your bald pussy with your cotton panties pulled to the side, yes, we were not so subtle as in later life when teasing for a bit of dick, crude even, but back then everything was new and earthy, as my own father once said, “It was like putting on a small well lubricated condom, that smelt of piss”, for me, it was trying to hook my ankles when he had a beer belly, across his back, I have long legs, but back then I was just under five footI wish I could find the words to describe my love for sex. I know I am not a nympho, because I orgasm and they have a problem psychologically not being able too, if anything, like I say, it’s my lack of word power to draw you into my life and dreams, my fantasies, and the sexy stuff that really gets me wet and going.My first crush on a man was my exotic uncle. My mothers brother who lived and worked overseas, came home at Christmas and spoilt me rotten.I started my puberty at 12, precocious they say, I was a precocious girl and when he came home that Christmas, he found a budding beauty panting to be acknowledged, and dying to express myself with my small breasts and pubic hair.I was a happy girl, not to be disappointed, as it turned out, my uncle loved girls my age, willing to let them explore, which he did when he put me to bed after the party, in which I drank too much, which the adult thought funny, as they were drunk also.I awoke the next morning, and I was completely naked and feeling very funny, fuzzy and warm and lying in a very damp section of cotton bed sheet, under my bum.As I lay gently toying with my wetness, some things came back in little bits and pieces, oral sex for instance and a finger up my bum, but did it happen, or did I dream it, it would not be the first time I have dreamed about having sex.Needless to say, I masturbated myself that morning, as the feeling was raw and fresh and in my head my uncle was inside me doing all the nasty dirty stuff older men do to girls, it’s that sort of stuff that gets me off.By the time I got up he had gone. He was stopping over to visit a friend and then go back overseas. I did not know then, but it would be another four years before we met again, and I would be living in another city, studying and having great, and as it happened on the night we met, not so great sex.We were at a party, one in which I had made my mind up to fuck a guy I had always fancied, so I dressed for the part of seduction, a tight small black dress, stockings with belt, and a smile that just said fuck me.We had been drinking at a loud pub with boys of guys hitting up on me, that was good, it meant I looked the part, “Why waste you time with him when you could take the first six guys here”, said my friend I was partying with, she had her eye on a coloured guy, black dick was her obsession, she wanted to try one?I resisted the temptation and we went to the party, slightly worse for wear, well lubricated, where it mattered as I finally dragged him upstairs to a spare bedroom, once he ventured under my short hemline and found me wet and wanting.I opened my thighs and felt him shoot everything over my cunt and pubes, and collapse sobbing like a fucking snowflake. He had cum, not an inch of cock went inside me, he felt my heat and wetness and it was too much to hold back.I was angry and stormed out of the party, and called for a cab to take me back to the city centre, I needed a man to fix my frustration and I knew where men went for a fuck, down by the dockside.I got off on the main street and walked down to the dockside bodrum escort where all the ships were berthed. There were other women there, plying their trade, and some gave me threatening looks, but there were bars there with plenty of men spilling out for a fifty pound blow job, and more depending on their fancy.I stood in the bus shelter as it was cold and my lack of underwear sobered me up. I was tempted, as I liked this sort of sex, rough, raw and dirty. There is a bit of a prostitute in every girl and as I lent against the bus shelter, u*********sly fingering my pussy, because it felt nice and comforting, a nice car drove alongside where I stood and the passenger window came down, “How much for a good fuck baby”?He was looking out at my hemline with my fingering, I could not see him as I would have to have bent down to look into the dark interior.I did the next best thing instinctively straightening up and causing my short hemline, to go higher up my thighs, enough to show I was nude under it.This is what naughty girls on the game did, they gave a free look-see to entice the horny man to want it even more, and a hand shot out and a finger, felt the wetness, part me and part ejaculation, as I never wiped myself after he cummed on me, “God you’re so fucking wet”, came the voice as his finger slipped into my pussy and I stood there letting him feel my vaginal temperature.”£150 for a bareback fuck or £500 for the whole night”. I dismounted his inserted finger and still held his hand, while he thought over my proposal, I raised his hand until it could go no further and bent down and started to suck on his finger, my sweetness and salty taste of the semen filled my mouth until I heard him tell me to get into the car, he wanted me for the whole night, I mean, how many fucks can a man have all night long at £150 a pop, with all the rest freebies, though if the truth be known, I would have let him do it for nothing, I mean, one guy had already.He was a burly bearded man, who smelled nice with expensive aftershave. It was dark and I was still drunk as I sat there not really caring about my indecency, he thought I was a whore so why not be one?I felt him look across at me in my indecent pose, “You suck my cock as I drive”, and without even attempting a verbal answer, I reached across and started to undo his pants and fish his cock out, licking my lips to get some saliva flowing.His cock filled my mouth, it tasted nice and I wanted to bite down hard on it, but he barked for me to use my tongue more, which I did as I gagged when he pushed my head down enough to fell my face with his pubic hair and we drove like this until he stopped outside where he lived.When we got into the darkened apartment we made for the bedroom in the dark, where he tore off the one item of clothing I was wearing, leaving in the stockings, he fucked me like a man possessed.I passed out only to be reawakened and fucked again, he was insatiable, but I was more than a match for him, he soon saw through my willingness for sex and by the time dawn broke, he had had his £500 worth of brutal fucking out of my body, and I was a very satisfied girl.In the morning I awoke and went for a morning pee, my pussy was sore and raw and there were lots of used condoms by the bed, we had been at it for most of the night.I went into the kitchen to make coffee and then into his living room, espying photos in their frames on the sideboard, one in particular caught my sleepy eye, I thought I recognised it and went across, and I froze, it was off me, and we had sent it when I was a girl, to him many years back.He coughed and I turned to study this burly hairy man, and my blood ran cold, as he stopped and looked at me, still naked with a look of horror on my face, I could not believe I did not recognise him, but then again, he looked nothing like I remembered him all those years back, and judging by his puzzled expression, he still did not realise he had been fucking his niece all night long.He escort bodrum went across to where his pants were over the settee and pulled his wallet out and fished out the promised money and placed it on the sideboard, “This is for you, and you were worth every penny”, he said and as he did he was becoming the uncle I so loved all those years back.”You don’t recognise me, do you”, I challenged him?He squinted and turned, found a pair of glasses and put them on, and stared at me, still with a couple of meters between us.I turned and picked up the photo that was on the dresser, “I’m your niece, you have been fucking your niece all night long”, and his mouth fell open and we stood confronting each other, both our naked bodies flaunting more than our i****tuous affair, no wonder he sat down and I went across and sat on his lap, putting my arms around his neck and whispering into his neck, “I still love you”.2.) Amanda’s Uncle StorySome men, when you are really too young to know what they mean, say something out loud, when they know it will just go over your head, but having said it, gives them a thrill, even more so when you ask them what they meant, in all your innocence.A lot of girls experience this, especially with their uncles, that have access to you, when you might be at your most vulnerable, like it was with me, the day I started my periods and my body started feeling the urge for sex.I was down the beach with my mother and my aunt and uncle, my brother and cousins. I was sunbathing on my own just wearing my knickers and t-shirt, as I had not brought a swimsuit, and catching some rays was more of an afterthought, so I had over oiled up, and my t-shirt looked like I had been in wet t-shirt competition, really, my nipples were so aroused, I had to lie face down to hide that fact, it was like a man trying to cover his erection in a swim suit. Lying like that is what hid the start of my menzies, and eventually, when I turned over, I saw the blood on my inner thigh.I went into the water and took my knickers off and pulled on my running shorts, as I decided to go back home. There was no pain just a deep empty feeling, as if there should be something more down there filling me, it was an ache, one I could not scratch, but when I caught my uncle looking at me, I felt a mixture of embarrassment, as if he knew what I was feeling, and a deeper thrill in my stomach, I knew he liked to touch me, it was a dirty thought, like some I was having as of late, and I did like him a lot, because he always treated me as an adult.It was two in the afternoon, I knew I was starting my periods, so I was not panicking, I needed to go home and went over to where the main group were sitting and said as much, without letting on what my reasons were.My aunt suggested her husband could drive me back to theirs, and then return, leaving me there to rest, and then pick me up when mother decided to go. They had been drinking wine from a cooler and were enjoying themselves, so mother thought nothing of it and Uncle and I made for his car in the car park.I could feel his eyes on me as I walked ahead of him, I was wearing trainers and bobby socks, shorts and t-shirt, all thin cotton, my bloodied knickers were in my pocket, so I guess uncle could see a lot more of his niece than the law allowed for.”You have a great figure”, he complimented me as we reached the car. I blushed and felt rush go through me, all warm and wanton, and it made my nipples even more sensitive and they really jutted out, it was so fucking obvious and he had a wicked smile on his lips as he deliberately looked at my t-shirt, when I turned to face him in the car park.I was embarrassed, and crossed my arms in front of me to hide them, “Don’t do that”, he said, his voice thick with desire, “they are beautiful don’t be shy, show the world”, and he beamed as I turned red.I saw a towel lying in the back seat and asked if I could use it, and he threw it to me and I spread it on the seat before climbing bodrum escort bayan in and putting on my seat belt.I then confessed I was having my periods, there was something in my voice that sounded triumphant, as if I was telling him I was now a woman, and proud to be so.But as he started the car he uttered something, “I guess you will have to start giving your boyfriend a blow job now”?I had never heard the term “Blow-Job” before, and besides I never had a boyfriend, so I retorted, “What’s a blow-job”?The car was moving as we left the car park and I was looking at him, a bit wide-eyed and still waiting for him to answer.3.) Joanne’s uncle storyJoanne always loved to be nude in the dormitory, she was either shameless or ignorant of her beauty, at fifteen she was in full bloom, and hanging onto that mystique that made men mad for her, an innocence that on its own, could even make her own father’s cock hard to have her.This was a price we all paid for being absent in the lives of the men who bore us, daughters in life, and sex objects to be toyed with as they pleasure themselves in our youth, before being flung to the common men, who just queue to fuck us, because we are there with our skirts held high and our panties at our ankles.”Guess what”, she said, slipping her nude body under my duvet, “one of the girls was caught on the other side of the wall having sex”.I turned to face her, her breath was perfumed, she was ovulating or close to it, so I obliged by putting my thigh between hers, just to feel he squeeze me. “Who was it”, I asked as I nuzzled into the swan like neck, and let my moist lips brush the sensitive skin.”Jodie”, she replied, “young Jodie, and she’s only thirteen”. What a pleasure a man must feel putting his cock into a girl that age, to feel her innocence open up to him and her heartbeat when he all the way up her little tight pussy.”Who was the man”, I asked her, feeling my own need awaken between my thighs, Joanne’s pubic hair was plentiful and long, like silken threads between my fingers as I caressed her pubes, “Do you want a wank”, I whispered so the other girls around us could not hear our intimacy, she nibbled my ear lobe, her answer for yes, and I pushed two fingers as far up feeling her velvety muscles contract then give way as I sailed the depths of her cunt and felt her tongue squirm in my ear, I groaned, even though she felt all the pleasure.”They don’t know”, she gasped, as she shift to lie on top of my thigh to hump me. “I like the idea of doing that”, I whispered, continuing our conversation about Jodie, “I like the idea I don’t know who fucks me, I don’t want to know, not see who it is, just feel his sperm rush into me”, my voice tailed off, as Joanne breather and heaved her cumming on my thigh and between my two fingers. We always lay in her squirt whenever she came to me to be frigged off, but we never minded, I loved my friend and she me, we always promised to remain like this for the rest of our lives, even after marriage and if we had sons, we would sleep with them and take their virginity, I her’s and she mine, but first we needed to lose our own.This was a problem at boarding school, rampant lesbianism because there were no men with cocks to tease, and isolation on the outskirts of town, but the men came for a flash or a fuck, and like young Jodie, who had the body of a woman and the mind of a c***d, sex was a powerful itch that needed scratching with a cock, it was about feelings, not the morality or the legality, we all loved getting ‘O’s’ and the bigger they were, the happier we were.That Christmas Joanne’s parents were away and she was going to spend hers at mine. Her Uncle picked us up during a snowstorm and it looked as though we might not get home, so we put up in a motel, which was packed, as the country roads needed tractors to clear them, all three of us had one room and one bed.I found out that her uncle had carnal knowledge of her, and this was why he always came and picked her up on holidays, his starting in the back of the car. Joanne only told me this because she was expected to accommodate him, so I suggested I should remain and watch them, on the understanding, that if I felt the urge to join in, he would acquiesce to my demands.

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