Consequences Ch. 10

The next week of my life surprised me over and over again. After Uncle Max made it evident that his sexual prowess far outweighed any of my half-baked theories, he gave me a couple of days for my overworked, deflowered pussy to recover. I hadn't expected the courtesy of him now that I was his little toy, but he was rather solicitous of me. Although by Wednesday I was more than recovered and burning for him again. I can't remember how much cum I swallowed during those days, satisfying him. I didn't feel like going to school on Monday, but Uncle Max made it clear that if I didn't get good grades then I would be punished. And not an enjoyable one.

At this point I was pretty sure that the worst he could do to me would be to deprive me of the incestuous sex I now craved from him. So I went to school. Better that than be stuck aching for him between my legs while only being allowed to satisfy him with my mouth. I craved the taste of his cock too, but more than anything I wanted sex again. Tons of sex. Mountains of it.

Wednesday evening we went to visit Grandma and I was able to reassure her that I was following all of Uncle Max's orders. I think she could tell that things had changed between us, that we were no longer fighting each other. The angry tension had dissipated. When we got home he was so pleased with my demeanor in front of Grandma that he laid me out on the kitchen table and ate my young pussy out to a screaming orgasm. After dinner we went up to the bedroom and he tied me down to his bed, arms over my head and legs spread far apart, to keep me from squirming too much as he sucked and pinched my nipples until my juices were pooling beneath my ass and I was begging for his cock. Then he knelt between my legs and speared me with it, riding me hard and fast. I was shocked all over again at how big his dick was, how fantastic it felt filling me up... two orgasms crashed over me, one after the other, as he enjoyed himself between my sweet thighs.

I could expect to be used at any time, in a myriad of different positions. Sometimes he'd bend me over the table, sometimes he'd tie me up or down, a few times he even put me on top, although I was never in control. And some times he denied me, putting me on my knees and thrusting his cock between my lips, letting me suck him eagerly even though what I really wanted was for him to spend himself between my thighs, in my needy pussy. I was on fire for him. A cock hungry whore of a niece, and the most amazing part was that he never failed to rise to the occasion, although it was always on his terms. He hadn't lied when he said he had needs, and although I was hard pressed to keep up with them, I wasn't about to let some other woman come between us. I took care of my Uncle Max.

After a couple of weeks of this, Uncle Max was pretty pleased with me, I could tell.

"You're a good girl, aren't you Jenny?" he asked, stroking my hair back. He was sitting on the couch with me between his legs, at his feet. Butt naked as usual. There wasn't a whole lot of point to wearing clothes around the house, although sometimes he liked to dress me up in slutty outfits just so that he could take them off again. But mostly he liked me naked and easy to use.

"Yes Uncle Max," I said, smiling up at him happily. I truly was happy too, for the first time in my life. I wasn't just fulfilling all of my Uncle's needs, he was fulfilling mine too. To the world I was still the goody-goody with the good grades, who didn't go out and party and didn't go wild with the boys. While at home, behind closed doors, Uncle Max indulged my naughty side with spankings, sexual discipline and screaming orgasms. Every part of me was satisfied, not just half of me while the other half remained hidden and neglected.

"I want you to show me just how good you can be."

I shivered as a delicious wave of anticipation slid through me. My nipples hardened immediately and my pussy plumped. Any time my Uncle said something like that it was always followed by incredible sex. Eagerly I turned to face him, getting up onto my knees.

"Slow down little niece," he said, putting his hand under my jaw. The press of his thumb against my lips parted them and I sucked the digit into my mouth, needy for any part of him inside of me. His eyes were immediately drawn to the sight and I sucked hard on his thumb, flicking my tongue against the soft pad. I knew how much he liked to see me wanton for him. When he spoke again his voice was husky with the sexual tension between us. "We're going to do something different today."

My breathing picked up. Different? How different? Uncle Max removed his thumb from my mouth, leaving me panting with my lips parted, on my knees and ready for him. When he stood his erection bobbed in front of me, heavy and tempting, and I immediately opened my mouth to lean forward and take him between my lips, but his hand on my head, sliding back into my hair and pulling my head back so that I was looking up at him, preventing my amorous intentions.

"As much as I love seeing my cock in that hot little mouth of yours, that's not where I'm going to be taking you right now."

I was thrilled to hear it. So was my pussy. Immediately my thighs quivered, my pussy slicking with readiness for him. Walking around behind me, Uncle Max pushed me forward until my knees were against the bottom of the couch, my hips pressed against the top of the seat cushion, and my face almost at the back of it. I moved my hips, the little that I was able with my Uncle's hand on the back of my head and the couch cushion pressing into my front, eager to feel him inside of me. We'd done doggy style a lot, but not like this where my movements would be so limited, where I'd be trapped between his hard thrusts and the couch, unable to move away or do anything other than take whatever he chose to give me.

"Stay here."

And he walked off. Leaving me anticipating. Which wasn't unusual. Uncle Max loved watching me squirm in heightened anticipation, loved seeing my reaction to being made to wait. Loved seeing his good little niece behave like a wanton slut. That's what he liked to drive me to, and I have to admit I loved to go there for him. It always meant that he would take me hard.

When he returned from upstairs, he slid something over my legs and then up to my pussy, something soft and jelly-like pressing against my clit, which was already peeking out from the folds of my excited sex.

"What is it?" I asked, curious.

"It's called a butterfly," he said, a hint of a chuckle in his voice. I was just about to ask what it did when he flipped it on. OH. Soft fluttering sensations teased at my clit, making me squirm even more as my inner muscles responded with their own fluttery quivers. Taking my wrists in his hands, Uncle Max positioned my hands on my buttocks, curving them over the creamy swells. "I want you to hold yourself open for me."

I moaned as I dug my fingers into my ass cheeks, pulling them apart so that he could see how swollen and pink and wet I was for him. Being ordered around by Uncle Max was highly erotic for me, especially with the teasing vibrations of the butterfly and the way my nipples were thrusting into the stiff fabric of the couch.

"And now I want you to beg me to fuck you," a finger ran across me intimately, shocking me, "here."

The sudden revelation of just how different today was going to be rocked me. I looked over my shoulder at my Uncle, but his predatory gaze was firmly entrenched on the sight of me holding myself open for him, and the tip of his finger which was now swirling around the crinkled bud of my anus. He hadn't touched me there since the time he'd put the vibrating butt plug in me. The tip of his finger pressed and I whimpered, anxious and frightened.

"Beg me," Uncle Max insisted, his eyes still locked on my last cherry. "Beg me sweet niece, to fuck this sweet virgin ass."

The vibrations on my clit suddenly kicked up a notch and I moaned, my body tightening. My anus pulled in as my pussy clenched, and sucked the tip of his finger in with it, shocking me with the slight intrusion and the way it ignited the sensitive bundle of nerves there.

"Please," I said, my voice soft and low. Uncle Max removed his finger and there was movement behind me as I continued to kneel, my cheek against the cushion of the couch, my hands still holding my butt open obscenely. Something probed at my anus again, Uncle Max's finger, this time slick with lube and I groaned as he pressed inside, slowly but firmly. The intrusion wasn't as painful as I had expected, the stretching of my last virgin hole was strangely erotic. Horribly intimate. Knowing that I was holding my ass cheeks open for this invasion, opening myself for it, only increased the sense of my vulnerability and arousal, the way it always did when my Uncle pushed my sexual boundaries.

The slow sink of his finger into my tightest hole was not entirely comfortable, but I couldn't deny that it turned me on. It appealed to those sinful desires that I had kept buried for so long. And it seemed to make his claim to my body even more potent, that he could touch me in this way, that he would soon have rights to every part of me that could give him pleasure. His finger pushed back and forth inside of me, beginning to mimic the depraved act that I knew he would soon be performing on me, that I was presenting myself for. I shuddered and moaned, my body clenching automatically, caught between the need to push the intruder out and my hot desire for Uncle Max inside of me.

"Beg me to fuck this sweet ass."

"Please, please fuck my ass." I forced the words out, the quiver in them testament to my uncertainty. Uncle Max chuckled.

"You don't sound very sincere," he observed. I bit my lip as the vibrations from the butterfly increased again, my body shuddering in response as the sexual stimulation kicked up my arousal. The finger in my ass suddenly seemed less intrusive as my need for orgasm increased, the eroticism exponentially increasing along with my desire.

"Please, Uncle Max, please fuck my ass."

"That's a little better," he said. Then, as if it was a reward, he pressed a second finger into my anus, stretching the tight ring further. I wriggled, but there was nowhere to wriggle to. I couldn't move away, only side to side. The images of being caught between the couch and my Uncle's hard cock suddenly took on a new, anxiety-inducing light. There would be nowhere for me to go when he took my anal virginity, there was no give in the couch I was laying on. I would be pressed against the couch, holding myself open for his taking. The heated need that always accompanied his domination swept through me, even as my fear kicked up.

The two fingers swirled inside me, slightly more uncomfortable as they stretched my unused opening, spreading it wider. God... what would his cock feel like in this tight space? Could I take it?

But I knew he wouldn't be denied. I had promised to cater to my Uncle's sexual needs, and apparently that now included taking me in a new and different way. If I didn't let him fuck my ass then he'd be able to go looking for it from someone else without breaking our deal, and I wasn't willing to let that happen. I licked my lips, determined.

"Fuck my ass Uncle Max, I want you to pop my cherry," I begged, wiggling my hips as best I could to entice him as his fingers delved into my forbidden hole. "Please Uncle Max, I want you to fuck my ass sooooooooooooo bad."

"That's it little niece," he said, his voice and fingers getting rougher. I was turning him on. I was turning me on too. The begging was getting to me, as was the vulnerability and the fingers which were starting to make me feel deliciously full instead of uncomfortable. There was something surprisingly erotic about their slick glide into my quivering hole, about holding my butt cheeks open for my Uncle's anal violation, and the feeling of doing something so incredibly wrong. The whole getting turned on for doing taboo things is what had turned me into my Uncle's fuck toy in the first place and apparently I was still getting off on it.

My neglected pussy was getting hotter and wetter the more he played with my ass, and I began moaning as I pleaded with him, starting to really get into it. I meant what I was saying, I wanted his big cock in my ass, I wanted him to take me every way possible, to shoot cum up my dark little hole.

Of course, when he finally removed his fingers from my ass and poised something much thicker against the crinkled little bud, I suddenly started thinking that perhaps I'd bitten off more than I could chew. And yet that didn't stop me from holding my ass cheeks open for him, still, just like he'd told me to do. The thick mushroom head of his cock pressed insistently against my tiny anus and then suddenly popped in, and I let out a gasp of air - I hadn't even realized I was holding my breath. It already felt much bigger than his fingers had, thick and hot, stretching me open with degrading eroticism. Then he thrust his hips forward and more of his thick log slid into my burning channel.

"Uncle Max, wait, please," I begged, panting a little as the feeling of discomfort rose.

"You can take it sweetheart," he said in a crooning voice. "Beg me to fuck your tight little ass... you feel so good little niece."

A shudder went through me. Even though I wasn't entirely comfortable, even though it hurt a little, I really did like a little pain with my pleasure, and I really liked knowing that I was making Uncle Max feel good. The thick meat in my ass pulsed, as I moaned and clenched a little.

"Fuck my ass please, Uncle Max," I said, my voice barely more than a whisper. Then I whimpered as he pushed deeper, slowly, as if savoring the feel of my tight tunnel quivering around the invading cock. Hands gripped my hips, tightening as he pushed deeper, burrowing into my bowels, and I cried out with the strange sensation of being stuffed from behind, in my tightest hole. It hurt. It burned. It inflamed my senses. More than ever, I felt like my Uncle had truly claimed me, like he possessed every inch of my body. This was something more than domination and submission, he was making me his own.

When I felt his furred lower belly pressing against the soft swells of my buttocks, still pried apart by my fingers, his thighs against mine, I managed to relax a little. That was all of him inside me now. He felt so much bigger in my ass. The hands on my hips moved around and slid underneath my upper body to cradle my breasts, fingers rolling my nipples between them and rubbing the tips against the nubby couch. I shivered and my ass rippled around him in response. Gripping my breasts firmly in his hands, he used them as leverage as he began to drag the long length of his cock from my deflowered asshole. I cried out, the sensation was burning, creating a painful shudder as my ass tried to squeeze him, tried to hold him in place.

Then he pushed back in again and the forced spread of my rectum made me cry out again. Then, suddenly, the vibrations on my clit picked up to a much higher level, fighting back the painful sensations of my anal virginity being lost. I found myself confused, lost in a maelstrom of dueling sensations. Even which my body wanted to reject the anal intrusion, I found myself also welcoming the marauding cock, the flashes of erotic pain. My Uncle had me pinned against the couch as he ravished me anally, his pleasure in my body evident in the long, slow, hard strokes in and out of my ass. This was not going to be over with quickly, he was pacing himself, savoring the tightness of my asshole, wallowing in the forbidden pleasures of taking his niece's anal virginity.

I whimpered, caught somewhere between lust and the desire for this to be over. The plundering of my anal cavity no longer hurt so much, but the burning sensation hadn't gone away, despite the pleasure building between my thighs, and it wasn't comfortable... on the other hand, I really liked knowing that I was doing this for my Uncle, that he was enjoying pleasuring himself with my body, and the feeling of fullness in my ass was becoming less unpleasant and kind of hot. My inner walls tensed and spasmed on occasion, adding to the jangling of sensations that were overwhelming my body.

Uncle Max played me like a maestro, enjoying himself with the long, luxurious strokes of his cock in and out of my tight ass, while squeezing my breasts lustfully and sending jolts of pleasure through me every time he squeezed my sensitive nipples. Of course, that would cause my lower body to clench, increasing the pleasure in my pussy and the slight soreness of my unusually stimulated anal interior. The thick pistoning of his cock rasped against my delicate inner walls, occasionally pushing against some spot deep inside me that actually felt really good and would make my body jerk beneath him.

Then the butterfly vibrator kicked up to its highest level yet and I screamed as the orgasm literally ripped through me, my anus going into fluttering spasms as Uncle Max began to brutally fuck my ass hard, plowing into me with all his weight and slamming me against the couch with every thrust. Hot pleasure surged, the fullness in my ass feeling incredible as the waves of ecstasy rolled over me, the thick cock in my ass adding to the exquisite bliss of orgasm in a way I'd never expected or experienced. My sobbing cries of release filled the room, underscored by Uncle Max's heavy groans as he began to pulse inside of me, his staying power overcome by the erotic fluctuations of my rectum.

Hot fluid gushed, filling my ass as his fingers pinched my nipples so hard that the little buds were completely flattened in his grip. I screamed, my inner muscles bearing down as the most fantastic surge of overwhelming ecstasy blasted through me and my inner muscles milked his cock. The orgasm seemed to go on and on and on until he finally shut off the butterfly and I moaned in gratitude, my pussy feeling ridiculously sensitive.

Aftershocks shuddered through me as we lay there, Uncle Max's weight heavy on my back and buttocks. My entire body throbbed from the force of the orgasm, although I'm not sure whether it was the butterfly or the anal plundering that had set me off so well. It was only then that I realized I'd dug my nails deep into the soft flesh of my butt; wincing I pulled my hands away, allowing my butt cheeks to spring back together, no longer presenting my anus for my Uncle's violation. It was already complete.

Uncle Max kissed my shoulder, rubbing my breasts which were still crushed beneath us.

"You have such a hot little ass, sweet niece," he said.

"Thank you Uncle Max."

"I'm going to fuck it a lot. Would you like that sweet heart?"

I smiled. "Yes Uncle Max."