Chapter 36 - MAKING UP
(Mg, MMg, exhib, oral, enema, anal, DP, inc, cons)
Upset with the friction between them, Bunny's mom wants her to make up with Uncle Joe...
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"Get down off the table, Bunny," Mama said, "and go put some clothes on."
So much for empathy from my mama. I hopped down, leaving a glob of Daddy's cum on the table where it had leaked from my cunt. I should have cleaned up the mess, but I was miffed. Miffed at Daddy for not getting me off and miffed at Mama who was obviously unsympathetic to my needs.
Upon entering my room, I groaned at the mess Aunt Bess' brats had made. But I wasn't angry with them, they were just little kids and mostly cute and innocent. I set about straightening up and remaking my bed. My room restored to the way I liked it, I lay on my bed and diddled myself to a nice cum. Unfortunately, more of Daddy leaked out and left fresh pecker tracks on my no longer new, and already semen stained bedspread.
I took my second bath of the day, chagrined that I had left my bubble bath down in Mama's bathroom. No matter, I just needed to freshen up. Bath over, I dried off, went back to my bed, and picked up the book I had begun reading.
Mama came upstairs hauling up a load of bath towels. "I told you to put on some clothes."
"Why? When Daddy gets home he's just going to want me naked and ready to be fucked."
"Watch your language!" Mama fussed.
"I'm just speaking plainly, Mama."
"Maybe so, but it's not ladylike to talk like that."
She dropped off my clean towels and let me be. I couldn't help but think, 'Does she like Janie more than she likes me?' After all I was clearly available. All I wanted was for her snuggle naked with me, but she had better things to do. Or so I thought at the moment.
I had read three chapters of my book when Mama reappeared upstairs. "Bunny, your Uncle Joe will be home soon. I know you've had some sort of issues with him lately, but you need to get over it. He misses seeing you. So, get dressed and take him his supper for tonight. And while you're there, resolve whatever issues you and he have with each other, because I just hate the tension in this family you have caused."
I wanted to scream ,'I caused? Do you know what he did to me?'. But I kept my mouth shut, rolled out of my bed and got dressed.
Seeing that I didn't get any supper the night before, she had lots of leftovers for him. Giving Mama the silent treatment, I took the covered dish from her and started for the door.
"Bunny. Aren't you forgetting something?" I'm thinking, 'She knows I'm not wearing panties?'
"What Mama?"
"I want my kiss."
So I put the dish down and went to Mama and gave her a kiss. "That's much better," she said.
"Now remember," she continued, "bury the hatchet with Joe. He loves you, Bunny."
'No, Mama. He's going to bury his cock in me,' I thought stifling a grin. Instead I asked with a straight face, "So you don't want me to come home right away?"
"I want you to mend fences with Joe."
I wanted to say, 'You do know, Mama, that he's going to fuck me. Just like he always does when I take leftovers to him. But you already know all that, don't you?' But, I didn't. I just replied, "Yes, Mama."
Cutting across the old lady neighbor's backyard, it occurred to me that maybe she didn't actually know that Uncle Joe had been poking me for the better part of a year. Well, maybe not that long, but close to it. But if she did know, would she care? She didn't seem to care that Daddy was doing me, so would she care if her little brother was doing me too? I really didn't know the answer to those questions, though I now suspected that she knew all along.
Cutting through Mr. Jesse's backyard and vegetable garden, I noted that he was still not at home. Uncle Joe wasn't home yet, so I let myself in with his "hidden" key. Upon entering through the backdoor, I was struck with the mess; dirty dishes filling the sink, empty bottles and cans scattered about on the table and countertop, the grungy floor and the trash overflowing the trash can. The only thing missing was cock roaches scurrying around, but here and there were plenty of dead ones, belly up. Yuk!
Not wanting to spend another second with this mess, I set about to clean up as best I could before he got home from work. I didn't want to get my pretty sundress dirty, even though it was a rather old one that was getting perilously short, so I pulled it over my head. Keeping my flip flops on so my feet didn't touch the filthy floor, I set about cleaning up.
First things first, I pulled out a new trash bag and began filling it with debris. Filling that bag, I pulled out the overfilled bag out from the trash can and replaced it with an empty one. Then I swept the floor; damp mopping would have to wait. With that task done, I set about washing all the dishes. And I mean all the dishes. He didn't have a single clean dish in the house it seemed. With the dishes done, I went to the living room where I encountered more dirty dishes and enough empty bottles and cans to fill another trash bag. The carpet was beyond gross with crumbs and stuff littering the floor. I pulled out the vacuum cleaner and set to it.
With the vacuum whining, I didn't hear him coming in. Suddenly Uncle Joe was just there and my heart nearly jumped through my throat as he startled me. I switched the machine off.
"Hey, there Bunny girl," he said while checking me out. "You said you'd be coming over today, but I didn't expect to find you doing this and dressed like that. But I must admit, I do like your outfit. I like it a lot. Did you walk over dressed like that?"
"No, silly," I said striking a pose with the vacuum's wand as a prop. "I wore a cute little dress that I wanted you to see, but I didn't want it to get dirty."
"No, we wouldn't want to get your dress dirty! But now that I'm here, you're not going to put it back on, are you?"
"Not if you don't want me to," I answered.
"No, I like you just the way you are, naked.
"Damn, you've grown, little girl. Nice tits! I remember when you were flat chested. You're not flat anymore! "
I strolled up to him using my best sexy walk that Mary Lou had helped me perfect. "Mama wants us to bury the hatchet," I said as I began unbuttoning his shirt. Popping the first button open, I said, "So, I'm sorry, Uncle Joe. Do you forgive me?"
"Oh, I don't know. Let's just see how this plays out. Okay?"
"Okay by me," I said. I left his shirt and began opening his work shorts.
"Do you need to be home soon?" he asked.
"Mama told me to stay until we made up," I said as I let his shorts drop to the floor.
"In that case, I don't forgive you."
"Gee, what will it take for you to forgive me?" I teased as I went back to his shirt.
"I'm not sure, Bunny, but you seem to be doing a pretty good job of it right now."
With his work shirt open, I pushed it off his shoulders and dropped it on the just cleaned carpet. I stood on my toes and kissed him, nibbling his lips and teasing with my tongue. Breaking the kiss I pulled his boxers off and was confronted with the first real cock I had ever seen.
Kneeling, I helped him out of his shoes and socks, then slipped his shorts and boxers off. I straightened up, still on my knees and rubbed my face against his rising organ and snuggled into his balls. After a day of work, he was ripe down there, but I'd come to love the smell of a real man's crotch. Looking up at him grinning down at me with his hands on his hips, I licked the cock I first came to love.
Kissing the tip, I spread my lips over the head and slid it into my mouth, beginning a slow and languid blowjob, with the objective of making him last as long as I could. He moaned as I began running my tongue over the underside of his cock. Bobbing my head slowly, I fucked my mouth over his cock while gently sucking and lashing it with my tongue.
He began to make noises, noises which I knew preceded his ejaculation, and pulled off his dick. Covered in my saliva, it bobbed and jerked just inches from my face. He was close, but he didn't erupt. Using the pause in my blowjob to allow his cock to cool off, I went after his left nut, licking and nibbling at the sack, tasting his salty sweat.
Figuring that his orgasm had receded, I went back to sucking his dick, sucking it as sensuously as I could. I had gotten much better at this since the first few times I'd sucked his cock.
After a minute or so, he began making his telltale noises again and I pulled off. Again his saliva coated cock bobbed and jerked mere inches from my face. I nuzzled under and started on his right nut.
I must have pulled off him four times before he grabbed my head and made me take his load. "Ggggaaarrrrggghhhhhhhh !" he cried out as his cock throbbed and forcefully shot a huge wad of his semen into my mouth. I swallowed just as he grunted, " Uughghhhhh!" as the second wad was injected onto my tongue. "Ahhhhhh!" he groaned as his orgasm continued to empty his balls. "Ah, fuckkk!" he mumbled as yet more cum was pumped into my sucking maw. After that, he just jerked with each contraction and his cum flowed, rather than shot, into my mouth to be swallowed along with the remnants of his earlier loads. The final outcome of his pulses I kept in my mouth to savor.
Even when he stopped spending his seed, I sucked on him until his cock became so sensitive that he couldn't stand it anymore and yanked his now half-soft cock away from me.
I rocked back on my heels and looked up at him, opening my mouth just enough for him to see his cum on my tongue before swallowing it. Mr. Mack liked for Mary Lou and I to do that, saying that he loved us doing such a slutty thing.
"Damn, girl, you're getting really good at cock sucking," he praised before helping me stand.
"Do you forgive me now?" I asked playfully.
"Hmmm, I'm not sure," he replied. "I need to try out your pussy first."
"That sounds nice, Uncle Joe. How do you want me?"
"Well, my dick needs a little rest after that first class blowjob, besides, I'm famished."
"You'd rather eat first?" I asked annoyed.
"No, I'd rather fuck you first, but... You're right. Supper can wait. How about if you go get on my bed?"
I sauntered into his bedroom and spied the unmade bed and dingy sheets. 'When was the last time he changed the sheets?' I asked cringing a bit.
"Just sit right there," he said as he pushed me down at the edge of the bed. He then knelt and spread my legs apart. Grungy sheets forgotten, I leaned back on my arms and watched as he dove head first into my open pussy.
"Hmmmmm," I moaned as he licked slowly and deep right up my slit.
"You taste good, baby girl," he said after the first lick. After that he didn't say anything more as he began scouring my cunt. Soon he was whipping my clit and making me jerk about. Then peeling my lips apart, he blew cool air onto my moist cunt, chilling it before engulfing the whole with his warm mouth, a move that nearly sent me over the edge. Then his tongue returned to dance over my clit until I exploded with a climax. It was a rapture that left me breathless and needing to be filled with his cock.
We were on the same wavelength and in one smooth motion he rose up and his cock was slicing into my twat. "Oh, yes, Uncle Joe! That's feels so nice!" And it did feel nice to have his cock inside me once again, moving back and forth. He'd only taken five or six strokes and I was swept away once again in sublime rapture. God, I loved to be fucked! He was nowhere near ready to sperm me and he fucked me through orgasm after orgasm until I was nearly delirious with lust, and still he fucked me.
I was manhandled onto my hands and knees and was taken from behind. Then he lay flat on his back and I fucked him while he played with my tits. Then it was me on my back with my legs nearly touching my ears as he power drilled my hot spasmodic cunt.
He pulled out, as much to let his cock cool off as it was to give me a break, a break he spent sucking on my titties until they were too sensitive to let him continue. Then he was back inside me.
His phone rang, and he ignored it. Whoever called, called back.
"Fuck!" he cursed. "That must be Hammer. We were going bowling. I'd better take it." He pulled off of me, got up and went in search of the phone ringing in the other room. It stopped ringing and then rang again.
"Oh, hi," I heard him say. "Okay. I'll tell her."
He came back with the phone in his hand. "That was Clare. She says that she and your dad are going out to eat and you're to eat with me."
"Going out to eat?"
"Yeah, they're going with Blake and Bess to Blake's club."
"And I'm supposed to go and watch the kids?" I asked.
"She didn't mention anything about that," my uncle replied as he stepped up to me and shoved his now semi-erect cock in my face. Naturally, I took him into my mouth and firmed him up again. Just as he was slipping his reinvigorated dick from my lips, the phone rang again.
Joe answered the phone. "Yeah... Yeah... Yeah... No problem." Then he hung up.
"That was Hank," he explained with a broad smile. "He says that they will be late getting in, so you're just to stay here overnight.
"Downright considerate of your dad, don't you think?"
That was good news, as I'd much rather sleep with Uncle Joe than to go home and sleep alone.
"What about the kids?" I asked.
"He didn't mention them."
"So, who's going to look after them?" I answered my own question when Janie popped into mind. Then another thought; they were luring Janie over to babysit and when she got there, Daddy and Uncle Blake...
"Oh, my god!"
"What's the matter, Bunny?"
"They're going to fuck her!"
"Fuck who?"
"Janie!"
"Your little friend, Janie? Why would they do that?"
"Daddy has the hots for her!"
"Really?"
I didn't know how much I should say about Janie and these past few days, or if I should say anything at all.
"Uh... Daddy thinks she cute," I lamely explained.
"Yeah, she is cute. But, she's kind of young, isn't she?"
"She my age."
"Well, you're kind of young to be here spreading your legs, you know."
"That's different," I said.
"Well, don't worry about it. The kids and Janie aren't your problem," he said as he reached out and pulled me to my feet.
"Now, we got all night, Bunny girl, and I'm hungry. What do say that we put the fornicating on hold for a few minutes and eat?" Well, I was getting hungry too, and he was right, the kids and Janie weren't my problem. Fornicating, another new word to add to my expanding vocabulary.
I reheated Mama's casserole in the microwave. There was plenty for the two of us, with leftover leftovers to spare. As I cleaned up, Uncle Joe disappeared, not that that was unusual when it came to clean-up time.
After drying the last plate and putting it away, I stashed the remains in the fridge for Uncle Joe later. With the kitchen once again clean (except for the grungy floors) I went in search of Uncle Joe, and found him in his bathroom. Gawd, it was a grungy as the rest of the house.
"Here, lie down on the floor," he said.
"I'm not lying on that dirty floor!" I told him. He looked at me for a moment, then recovered several towels and laid them on the floor.
"Lie down!" he said firmly. I got down on the towels.
"Backside up!" he barked. I flipped onto my tummy.
I felt my butt cheeks being spread by the thumb and fingers of one hand. Lying prone on the floor, I couldn't see what he was up to, but a moment later, a greased probe went up my ass. That was followed with a rush of warm water gushing into my bowels. In seconds I was feeling rather full when the flow of liquid stopped.
"Squeeze tight," he said as he extracted the probe, "and get on the toilet."
After Daddy had loosened up my ass the night before, I nearly didn't make it. As soon as I was seated on the porcelain throne, Wooooosh! Gawd, it was so loud! And Uncle Joe was right there looking at me, the probe and hose of an enema bag still in his hand. It was so embarrassing! Wooooosh! Nothing sexy about this. Woooosh! I waited a moment and squirted out a little more from my bowels. Confident I was empty, I wiped my butt with a few handfuls of toilet paper and flushed.
"On the floor," Uncle Joe said firmly. I got back down on the floor on my tummy. My butt cheeks were spread and the probe reinserted.
"Why are you doing this?" I asked just before water rushed into my rectum once again.
"I'm going to fuck your ass and I don't want shit all over my dick," he answered. The water stopped flowing into my bowels. He removed the probe and I jumped up and onto the toilet. Wooooosh! Woooosh!
While I emptied my bowels, Uncle Joe set about filling his bath tub. Like the rest of his house, it was grungy too, with a thick grey ring of soap scum and dirt. Yuk!
While the tub filled with hot water, I sat and every so often, squirted into the toilet. Finally the tub was filled.
"You finished?" Uncle Joe asked.
I nodded and using another handful of toilet paper, cleaned my backside up as best I could. He helped me stand and then helped me into the hot bath water where he joined me, facing me.
"This is just like old times," he said as he maneuvered his foot to bear down on my sex. A moment later his big toe pressed into the opening of my vagina. Naturally, it didn't get far, but the very idea... He wiggled his toe and that made me giggle.
He extracted his foot from my cunt, raised it out of the water and pressed it to my lips. I held his foot and sucked on his toe, all the while looking into his eyes, eyes filled with lust and laughter. It reminded me of sucking on a very short, but fat dick.
Pulling his toe from me, he rose up on his knees and pressed his real dick to my lips for a quick suck. Then he sat back down, picked up a bar of soap, leaned forward and began soaping up my tits.
"You know, at the rate these babies are growing, by the end of summer you'll have tits like my two sisters."
"You think so?" I replied enjoying the feel of his slippery hands.
"They got their tits from our mother, so I don't see why not. Yes, tittie-fucking tits.
"After your mother and Hank got married and after your grandfather got smacked by a drunk driver and died, Dad's friend, Pops, started coming around. Pretty soon he was bedding your grandmother and bedding your aunt. And old Pops, he could've given a shit what I saw. My mom was embarrassed by his openness, but he could have cared less and let me tell you, I saw plenty. It was part of my education he told Mom. Pretty soon, Mom was getting into me watching them fuck.
"And Bess, she was just as much a whore back then as she is now. Lots of boys down in the basement with her. Pops would make an entrance and the boys would freak and run off. Pops, he just finished what the boys had started and I'd watch, no further than from here to wash basin. Watch and whack off."
"Did you fuck her? Aunt Bess?"
"No! She was like a goddess to me. To be worshiped and adored."
"What about Mama?" I asked.
"Clare? Clare was like a second mother to me. Besides, she was married and had a baby by the time this all happened. The closest I ever got was to see her was down in the basement with your dad rutting with her.
"Bess, I saw Bess naked a lot. I used to go into her bedroom after she'd bathed, sit on her bed and just watch her, sometimes with just a towel wrapped around her, sometimes naked. I'd sit there and jack off. Pops would sometimes come in and have her suck him. Maybe he take her on her bed. Like Mom, Bess did whatever he told her to do. I jacked off a lot back then.
"And your grandmother... she'd pretend that she never saw anything untoward happening, even when it was happening right in front of her. She'd patiently wait until Pops was finished with Bess and then suck Bess' pussy juice off his dick. And me... I'm sitting there watching, pulling on my pud. Nearly tore the damned thing off!
"Then after Blake came home from college and married Bess, I was old enough to have girlfriends. Girlfriends that I'd take down into the basement and have fun with. Thanks to Pops, I knew more about satisfying a woman than any of my peers and the girls lined up for me to have my way with them. Some, the really slutty and promiscuous ones, I'd pass onto Pops. High school was such great fun!"
He stopped talking. I suspect he knew that he'd said more than he should have revealed, but for me, it explained a lot about Mama and Aunt Bess, and it explained a lot about Daddy and Uncle Blake. It was all Pops' fault. Well, maybe not Mama and Daddy, but it still put things into perspective.
With the water getting cold, he pulled the plug, stood and helped me out. Then with a clean fresh towel, he dried me off and then himself. With all the other towels covering the floor, I knew I'd have to do a load of towels for him before I left in the morning.
Putting the dirty sheets out of my mind, we went back to bed.
"Suck my dick, Bunny," he said almost immediately. Okay by me, I loved sucking dick.
So I'm honking away at his manly organ when there was a knock at the front door. We ignored it, but then whoever it was, was being persistent, this time louder. Uncle Joe grumbled, extracted his cock from my mouth and went to see who it was. I heard the front door open, then close. Then I heard voices. Whoever it was, Uncle Joe had let them in!
A moment later and Uncle Joe comes back into the bedroom with his cock and balls swinging free. Behind him was a police officer! My initial fright was tempered by recognizing him as Uncle Joe's best friend, Hammer. God, he looked so handsome in his uniform!
"Hammer, you remember my niece, Bunny," Uncle Joe said pointing at me nude in his bed.
"Uh... yeah..."
"I was going to call you and cancel," Uncle Joe went on, "but something came up."
"Uh, that's okay. Maybe some other time," Hammer said staring at me.
"Shit, Joe! She's kind of young, ain't she?"
"She's got tits," my uncle replied. "At least she does now."
"Yeah, but..."
"And she never says, 'no'."
Uncle Joe turned to me and said, "Why don't you make Hammer feel welcome?"
Gawd, he was doing it again, passing me around, but at least his buddy, Hammer, was a cute, good looking guy and not some old geezer I've never met before. Besides, I thought, 'This could be fun.'
I rose from the bed and walked over to the hunky policeman using my best sexy walk. He stood there frozen, his eyes darting over my nude body. When he didn't run, I came up and began unbuttoning his uniform shirt. As I freed his arms, his hands came up to caress my growing boobies. As he was off duty, he wasn't wearing his service revolver, taser, or any of that stuff, so it was easy to get right to his pants. He helped by kicking off his shiny black shoes. Soon he was just in his underwear, top and bottom, and his socks. As I pulled up his undershirt, he raised his hands to help me. Then it was just his boxers.
Leaving his underwear on, I caressed the big lump of man meat and even got it out of the fly. Stroking his bare cock sticking out of his underwear, I couldn't help but... I knelt. Unfastening the snaps to his boxers, I sent them on their way to his ankles. With the object of my obsession at hand, I fondled him for a few moments before giving it a kiss. This entire time, he spoke not a word, but stood stonily as I stripped him naked.
"You want her to suck you?" Uncle Joe asked from somewhere behind me.
"Damned right I want her to suck me," Hammer replied breathlessly. So I did.
"Oh, fuck," he muttered as I slid my lips over his steely organ. I had a flashback to just the day before with Jose and Hernando out in the woods, sucking one dick while the other plundered my pussy. Recalling how much fun that had been, I felt a trickle of pussy juice run down my thigh.
"She's a total slut," my dear uncle added. That's when I got indignant.
I stood up and announced that I was going home! The nerve!
"The hell you are!" Uncle Joe said grasping me by the arm.
"Ow! You're hurting me!" Actually he wasn't, but he didn't know that and let go.
"Hey, we're just going to have some fun, the three of us," he said in a more conciliatory tone.
"Where do you get off calling me names?" I huffed.
"What? Slut? You are a slut, just like my two sisters. It's not an insult. It's just a fact, Bunny."
Maybe so, but it still ruffled my feathers. I don't know why I got so angry with Uncle Joe about calling me that, other men had called me a slut too, and I never got upset. I guess it was just the memory of what set me off with Uncle Joe in the first place.
"Don't even tell me that you don't like doing two guys at once," he said firmly. "Blake's told me all about him and your dad, about your dad and the father of that tart friend of yours, Mary, and Blake told me about her brother and her cousin doing you together, and no telling how many other duos you've done in the past few months, so don't give me that indignant crap. You like it, no, love it. Love to have sex and you're not particular who you have sex with. Now do you?
"So, cut the crap, Bunny, and let's have some fun."
Gawd, Uncle Blake told him about all that? What else did he know? But Uncle Joe was right and he did have a point.
"I'm not going to fuck her, if she doesn't want to fuck," Hammer spoke up.
"Oh, believe me, she wants to fuck.
"Don't you, Bunny?"
Well, Hammer did have a nice cock, a very nice cock. Big, but not too big. Like Uncle Joe, I knew I would fit him like a glove.
I settled Hammer's issues by taking his cock into my mouth. I was going to give him the same treatment as I'd earlier given Uncle Joe, but Hammer just exploded in my mouth. I was so surprised that he'd shot off so quick that I forgot to swallow. Some of his cum escaped my lips and dribbled down my chin and onto my tits. He must not have gotten any lately.
He pulled away from me, and I got my second surprise. He didn't go soft, but remained erect. Uncle Joe wasted no time in getting Hammer on his back in the bed with his feet touching the floor.
"Get up there and fuck him," my uncle told me in no uncertain terms, slapping my bare butt to urge me on.
So I did. I crawled up, straddled him, aimed his cock and lowered my pussy over it. Judging by the size of his eyes, it was his turn to be surprised. He wasn't hard-hard, but after I gave it a few strokes, it firmed up nicely.
Hammer was all smiles as he played with my tits while I fucked him. I was enjoying myself greatly, but then Uncle Joe began pushing on my back, forcing me to lie on top of Hammer. I soon discovered why as I felt my asshole being slathered with lube. Moments later, Uncle Joe's cock was poking me in the ass.
"Relax, damn it!" Uncle Joe cursed.
I relaxed as best I could and his dick popped in past my sphincter. As he drove into my bowels, I never felt so full in my life. Uncle Joe grunted and cursed as he began fucking my ass while Hammer fucked my pussy. Both Uncle Joe and Hammer lasted a long time before they both shot off inside me.
The guys took a short beer break, then they fucked me again. I got fucked a lot that night, both in the pussy and in the ass. And there was no shortage of cock sucking either as I tried and succeeded in getting them both up several times. They both gave out before I did, and all night had to put up with two snoring guys competing to see who could be the loudest. I hardly got any sleep at all!
Uncle Joe was up first, as he had to at work early. Hammer had a little more time and he used it by mounting me for a one-on-one fuck. Then he was up, dressed and gone, leaving me to catch up on my sleep.
It was late morning when I rose from bed. There was still lots of cleaning to do, but I figured that could wait. I took a bath, threw on my clothes and headed home cutting through Mr. Jesse's back yard and garden. He was out there tending to his pole beans. Not surprisingly he was minimally dressed; no shirt, flimsy shorts, rubber boots and large straw hat. He apparently had been out there for a while as he had rivulets of sweat running down his face, neck and chest.
He waved when he saw me, so I pranced over his squash and whatnot to his side.
"You're a sight for sore eyes," he said taking the liberty to lift the helm of my old sundress and to see if I was wearing panties. I wasn't.
"Say, I didn't see you going over to Joe's this morning and I've been out here since daybreak. What did you do? Sleep with him?
"Oh, don't answer that!" he laughed. "It's none of my business what you and your uncle get up to, but I can make a guess... He fucked you, didn't he? And no, don't answer that. What you and he get up to is strictly between you and him. But... I'm right. Aren't I?"
"What you are suggesting is not proper."
"What? The suggestion or what you two were up to?" he asked with a grin.
He then changed the subject complaining that he was thirsty and asked if I wanted to join him in a glass of lemonade. It was a thinly veiled come on, but I played along and followed him into the house.
He kicked off the rubber boots on the back porch and I removed my now muddy flip flops. Inside he tossed the hat towards the hat rack and actually got it on the hook. Then he dropped his shorts.
"You know the rules," he growled at me. Off came my sundress.
To my surprise, he really did pull out a pitcher of lemonade from the fridge and poured two glasses. Lickity split, he drained his glass. Setting his empty glass down, he took my glass and set it down too, even though I'd just gotten a sip. Then grabbing me by the arm, he dragged me off to his bedroom where I was dumped onto his bed like a sack of potatoes. In a flash he was on me. Ewwww, he was all sweaty and slippery, but I had little time to process that before his big cock sliced into my pussy, knocking the wind out of me.
Gawd, that old man was big! And he fucked me hard from the very first moment. No foreplay this morning for him! He banged me so hard and the bed knocked against the wall so hard, I thought he'd break his bed, but it didn't. I guess it was used to that sort of thing. Plunging in and out of my cuntal tube, his big bore dick rubbed and rubbed my poor little clit. In no more than a minute or two, the rubbing on my clit quickly took its toll and I came hard like a banshee. I must have been rather loud, for he put his hand over my mouth to muffle my screams of ecstasy while he continued to power fuck me. By the time it was all over, he wasn't the only one who was a sweaty mess!
I was totally whipped out after he rolled off me. He was out of breath too, but when he recovered enough to talk he said, "You're a fine fuck, Bunny. But that's not surprising considering who your mama and aunt are. Yes, siree! You have the slut gene, just like your mama and Bess."
"Who are you calling me a slut?" I replied with feigned indignation.
"You're just like your mother and she's a slut. In fact, your mama has been my favorite fuck for years. No more! You're now my favorite fuck."
"I am?"
"Yes, you are.
"Now you run along, darling girl. I've got to get to the bank and run some errands. But, feel free to come over anytime."
"What if my mama is over with you?"
"Well, maybe not then. She got really upset with me the other day when you walked in on us."
"Oh, yeah, you both were dressed up a cats. What was that all about?" I asked.
"Just advanced fun and games," he replied. "You're much too young to be getting into that sort of thing. It might warp you for life."
"What do you mean?"
"You don't want to know what I mean. So don't ask, or I might just tie your ass up and show you."
I took him at his word and went home.