Living With Uncle John Ch. 04

Author's Note: This story contains MF spanking and oral sex with elements of Non-Consent/Reluctance. Enjoy!

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Brenda didn't know how to deal with Uncle John lately... she felt so awkward around him after he'd gotten in the shower with her. After all, he'd not only touched her down there, but he'd LICKED her! Somehow that seemed to make it even more indefinably wrong. But she also couldn't shake off how good it had felt... how good her Uncle kept making her feel, even though she knew that there was something bad about it.

It was hard for her to relax, even after a couple of days, because she knew that as soon as she did that's when it would happen. John was starting to get a little frustrated that his niece wouldn't relax at all, when one day her vigilant eye actually became her downfall as she tripped over a chair and somehow managed to hit it hard enough to break it.

Wooden splinters were all over the floor as John stood there in surprise, she'd been so busy watching him out of the corner of her eye that she apparently hadn't even noticed that she was about to have a run in with the chair!

"Oh Brenda," John said shaking his head, "Come on into the other room, you know that you can't go around breaking things."

Trembling visibly, Brenda followed her Uncle into the living room... but instead of taking her across his lap, he bent her over the arm of the sofa so that her ass was high in the air and her cheek was resting on the sofa cushion. Then he began to pull down her pants and panties.

"Stop Uncle John!" she cried out, trying to reach back and cover herself.

"Now, now dear," he said, "This is your second infraction so the punishment has to be a little worse, so it's going to be on your bare bottom this time."

A few tears trickled down Brenda's cheeks at the indignity of it all, her bottom completely exposed and vulnerable to her Uncle, whom she was starting to think was depraved. John let out a low sigh of lust as he looked over her perfect ass and spread pussy... some of her hair was starting to grow back. Well then, he'd just have to shave her again.

But for now...

SLAP!

Brenda squealed, his hand on her bare ass seemed to be so much more painful than the last time when she'd had the thin layer of panties covering it.

SMACK!

Her ass throbbed as he began to beat it like a drum, making her dance so that her ass jiggled as she tried to get away from the pain. The sofa's firm arm held her in place as she tried to lean forward away from him. Slowly her ass turned a bright pink under his firm slaps, Uncle John was rubbing his groin with his other hand, feeling his swollen shaft.

After twenty hard spanks he decided that was enough, and he laid his hand gently on her red ass, feeling the slight heat rising from her abused flesh. Through her sobs, Brenda was just grateful that his hand was gentle and not punishing anymore. Strange feelings were rising in her as he caressed her ass, and she didn't understand how her stomach could be curling with the beginnings of pleasure after he'd just beaten her.

Staring at her red heart-shaped ass, Uncle John pulled out his cock, and he began wanking it hard, digging his fingers into her ass with the hand that was caressing it. Brenda let out a low moan as he groped her sore ass, not understanding the low grunts that her Uncle was making, but she held still other than slight wriggling as he squeezed her ass cheeks.

Frothy white cum sprayed her ass, ropey strands that stood out starkly pale against the red flesh of her bottom. Brenda didn't know what was falling onto her ass, but since it didn't hurt she didn't care much either... although she suspected it was the same stuff her Uncle had sprayed her with in the shower. Uncle John wanked his dick a few last times, milking every drop from it to decorate his niece's tender butt cheeks.

Finally he was done.

"Ok Brenda, that's enough for now."

Stifling her tears, Brenda pulled her pants up, feeling some kind of sticky liquid on her bottom. She hurried off to take a shower, unsure of whether she was disappointed or relieved that her Uncle had not played between her legs... she was still tingling there.

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That evening, Brenda said her prayers and then crawled into bed as always... she was just starting to drift off to sleep when her door opened.

"Sweetie?" asked her Uncle John, "Are you awake?"

"Yeah." answered Brenda, blinking her eyes sleepily, "Sort of."

"Oh good," and he came in, carrying a bowl of water, shaving cream, a wash clothe and a razor.

Confused, Brenda sat up, "What's going on?"

"Well, while I was punishing you today I noticed that you aren't really keeping up with your hygiene, young lady," he looked at her sternly, "So obviously I'm going to have to start checking up on you and making sure that you're doing so. Now lie down."

"But..." Brenda tried to protest.

"Now don't make me punish you again for disobedience," her Uncle interrupted her, "Lie down and we'll get you all cleaned up and pretty."

Her poor bottom was much too sore to take another beating, so Brenda lay down obediently, looking away as her Uncle lifted up her nightgown and pulled down her panties. Wetting the area with the warm water, everywhere he used the razor smooth skin appeared under the shaving cream. Trying to ignore the sensations that were swirling from between her legs didn't work very well, and Brenda was breathing hard by the time he was finished.

Using the wash clothe, Uncle John washed off all the remainder of shaving cream and then patted her dry.

"Very nice," he said approvingly as he began to slide his fingers up and down her slit.

"Uncle John..." she moaned, half in protest.

"I have to make sure I did a good job, remember Brenda?" he said, watching his fingers slipping through her silky folds. Her only response was a moan, and then she bit her lip... even though she knew it was wrong she did like it when he touched her there. It just felt so good!

John smiled as his niece's face reflected her conflicting emotions, he spread her legs a little more and leaned down to begin licking at her again. Brenda moaned as his tongue parted her pussy lips gently, sliding along the slick routes of her folds. Two of his fingers slid into her tightness as he shouldered one leg over his left shoulder and reached up under her nightgown to squeeze her breasts.

Although Brenda didn't know why he would need to play with her nipples in order to check that he'd shaved her well, she didn't care much either. She felt completely lost in sensation as he wriggled his fingers inside her body, a strange sensation and yet extremely pleasurable as well. His fingers dug deeper, making her gasp as he licked around the entrance to her body, and he pinched her nipple as he found a little spot inside of her that made her hips jump.

"Oh god, Uncle John..." she moaned, her hands coming down to rest on his head between her thighs... she'd never felt anything so fantastic in her life.

He started pressing against the spot as he licked her slit, finding her clit and sucking on it hard... fire flared in Brenda's groin, she shook with the need, her back arching as her Uncle at her out, fingering her at the same time. Then, his thumb began circling around her asshole, pressing gently on the small hole and making her sensitive nerves there tingle... she lost all sense of being as her orgasm crashed around her.

With his fingers inside of her, pressing on that spot, it was an even fuller orgasm than she'd felt before, her entire body spasming from the inside out as she screamed with pleasure. Her Uncle continued to suck on her clit as he wiggled his fingers, her hard nipple pinched tightly by his other hand as wave after wave of pleasure rolled over her.

When she finally came down from her pleasure high, she was unnerved by the fact that his thumb was still pressing gently on her asshole... his fingers inside her body feeling like more of an invasion now that her pleasure was receding. She was relieved when he pulled them from her, but then confused when he put his dripping fingers in front of her face.

"Lick them," he whispered, his eyes bright with lust, "Clean them off with your mouth."

Although she opened her mouth to protest, she didn't even get a chance before he shoved his fingers between her lips... they were musky, sweet, and she realized that she was tasting the juices from her own body. It was so dirty and wrong, but Uncle John just kept pushing them in and out of her mouth until they were completely clean, still playing with her pert breasts with his other hand.

Something in his eyes made her shiver as he plunged his fingers in and out of her mouth, the way he was watching her suck her juices clean.

Suddenly Uncle John pulled his fingers from her mouth and made some swift movement, and she realized that he was pulling off his pants. Climbing up on top of her body, he straddled her chest, his heavy cock pointing straight at her mouth.

"Open up," he whispered.

Frightened by the intense look in his eye and the husky quality of his voice, Brenda obeyed, and his cock thrust forward between her lips.

"Suck me," he commanded, as he began to slide his dick in and out of her mouth, working deeper. John got about halfway into his niece's mouth before she started to gag, and then he slid out again.

He hadn't really been planning on getting head from her already, but something about watching her suck on his fingers had broken some of his control... he wouldn't make her deep throat him yet, he just wanted his dick between those innocent lips. The first man meat to invade her mouth and take her in this way, of that he was sure... she had no technique or skill and her eyes were wide and frightened above where his cock was pushing into her mouth.

Warm, wet, she made small sucking noises as she tried to please him, without knowing what she was doing.

Brenda was a frightened, the heavy meat in her mouth feeling very large, and Uncle John kept trying to push it deeper, hitting the back of her throat and making her gag... but he seemed more pleased the more he managed to fit between her lips. It was strange, and her arms were pinned under his legs so she couldn't even move to help herself... he was cradling her head with his hands and bringing it to him as he thrust forward with his dick.

Although her technique left much to be desired, John wasn't getting head from his niece so much as he was skull-fucking her. Her warm wet mouth, completely innocent, was enough to make his balls boil... and the thought that his juices would be the first she ever swallowed. Holding her head up, he thrust his deepest, and felt her struggling beneath him as her mouth began to fill with cum.

"Swallow it," he grunted, pushing deeper, "Swallow all of it!"

Tears filled Brenda's eyes as she tried to gulp, feeling the desperate need to breath... a need which was keeping her from throwing up as the slightly salty, slightly sweet liquid filled her mouth. A little bit trickled out of the side of her mouth because she couldn't swallow fast enough.

Finally Uncle John's firm grip on her head relaxed and she fell back, gasping for breath. Panting slightly himself, Uncle John looked down at her, seeing the little trickle of cum that had escaped her lips. Scooping it up onto his finger, he pushed it into her mouth, making sure that she swallowed his entire load.

"Good girl," he murmured before climbing off of her. Leaning forward he gave Brenda a kiss on the forehead, very softly, almost fatherly, "Good night sweetheart."

And he left the very confused girl lying in bed, her nightie still bunched up around her breasts and without panties.