My Black Sheep Uncle

His eyes looked so excited. He pushed me back onto my back and then his mouth was on me down there again, licking me, sucking me, so hot and wet, that I came again almost as soon as he touched me with his mouth. Then his hands were on my breasts too, mauling them, squeezing them, hurting them. I was thrashing and moaning and then I was afraid that I'd wake my sleeping parents I feared that I was so loud. He kept licking me and I came again.

Then he pulled himself off me and apologized, said that he was sorry, that it wasn't right what he was doing to me. He said that I should find a guy my own age, or at least a man who was not my own uncle.

I giggled and told him that I didn't care, told him that I was already a fallen woman, already sure to become a slut. I said that if I could I'd choose him as my lover and even as my husband.

But he put my nightie back over my head and bathrobe back on me and sent me off to my own room. It was only later that I remembered that my panties were still in his room.

The next day it was so hard not to touch him, not to flirt with him. I don't think that my parents would have noticed. They were still bickering endlessly with each other.

That night, after my parents were asleep, I knocked on his door again, only this time I was naked.

"I keep trying, but I can't. Please, show me again."

He pulled me into his room and didn't even try to teach me masturbate. Instead he started kissing my breasts and sucking on my nipples and biting them. Then his hand was on me down there, and then his mouth.

I came and came. It was so wonderful.

After, I said, "Oh, that was so good," over and over again.

He started to undress. I turned my head away, afraid. I had seen men's penises online. Okay, I told another lie. I did look at pictures of naked men online, but only a few times, I swear.

I said, "Please, don't take my virginity. I'm not on the Pill or anything, and a Mormon boy will want a virgin."

"Will you help me, please?" he asked. He wasn't begging. I had heard from some of my friends that their boyfriends begged. He was just asking. I had fantasized about a guy begging me like that, but I didn't want him to beg me.

I had already tricked him so much, so I let him show me how to stroke his penis and then even let him get me to take it in my mouth, to suck it. He had performed oral sex on me, so why shouldn't I do the same for him, especially since I loved it so much?

So I stroked his penis and sucked it and kissed it. It seemed so big and scary at first. After a while he took it in his own hands and had me watch him masturbate. It was like totally awesome when it shot off.

He even got me to smell it and to taste his cum, teasing me that he wanted to cum in my mouth from now on and to swallow all of it every time. I was like, oh, that's so gross. But the thought excited me, the thought of that white, creamy fountain going off in my mouth and of making him feel so good. I guess I really wanted to please him.

Well, like every night after that I slept in his room, and we fooled around every night too and even started kissing on the mouth, another sin in the Church for unmarried people.

My parents are old. I was a late baby, a big surprise, born when my mom was 46 and my dad 54. They just don't like stairs, either of them, so we had the whole upstairs at my uncle's to ourselves.

Well, one day we were out at a fancy restaurant, the four of us. I had been fantasizing about it, and it just popped out of my mouth, all unplanned and unintended. What if I took a year off and stayed with my uncle, got a job and worked? I promised that it would be a year. Maybe I could go to the University of Washington instead? It was really close too to my uncle's house. If I lived there for a year before college my parents would save oodles of money over the Y since I'd be a Washington State resident and qualify for instate tuition.

I had expected them to say "no," but they surprised me. They said that I was a woman now, that maybe I still had some growing up to do before I was ready for college and that maybe working for a while would help me do that growing up, said that they were going to be in France for the next two years. Only as an afterthought did they add that of course it was up to my uncle too, if he would have me for a year before I could live on campus.

He said, sure, that he'd love to have me. He said that if I preferred and wanted to save even more of their money I could just live at his house where he could keep a sharp eye on me for them. His eyes were sparkling. He looked so happy.

Well, that night, when we got home and my parents were in bed, I let him roll me on my belly and put a finger and then two up my butt, something that he had never done before. I sort of had an idea of what he wanted to do to me from reading about stuff online, and I just let him do it.

He put some stuff on his penis, something slippery, slimy and clear out of tube like for toothpaste, and then he climbed on top of me and put his penis up my bum. It was so weird, so unbelievably strange at first. And then it was really good when he reached under me and started to stroke me between my legs. I was moaning and the bed was shaking and for the first time I really didn't care if my parents could hear us. I didn't want him to ever stop, I just wanted him to keep doing it as hard and as deep as he could.

He runs and bikes and is strong for an old geezer like my dad. We had started running together in the morning and sometimes we easily outran guys my age, so he could keep at it for a long time.

He just kept nailing me in my butthole and I kept begging him not to stop, and then he came inside me after I came like a thousand times or something.

Afterwards we were both covered in sweat like we are after we run for seven miles.

We were laughing and we took a shower together for the first time.

In the morning I let him take me to the clinic and got the Shot, and that night he wore a condom and deflowered me.

Now that one really did hurt, so I just won't tell you about it.

But you know, afterward, I was so happy. Who needs a silly LDS husband anyway?