Note: This story was dynamically reformatted for online reading convenience. Flirty Skirt - Chapter 3 (M/f) The poker game was a success - meaning it was loud and lasted past midnight. Daddy and his friends had a great time, judging by their laughter and number of beer cans I cleared from the table after it had broken up and everyone had gone home. Well, almost everyone. After my initiation in sucking big black cock with Uncle Chuck, I'd mostly kept to myself, watching TV in the living room after cleaning myself up. I'd changed into something a little less revealing - a belly shirt and boy short panties - but I'd kept on the skirt. Occasionally, I went outside to see if Daddy and his friends needed anything, bringing those beers and snacks - but for the most part, I sat in front of the TV. I had a lot to think about. In that same day, I'd let a perfect stranger lick my pussy in a movie theater, Uncle Chuck finger-fuck me, and then sucked Uncle Chuck's cock. That was some seriously slutty behavior, I knew, but for some reason, that didn't bother me. In fact, recollecting my actions made me want more, made the itch between my legs grow. Around midnight, the game broke up. Everyone went home except for Uncle Bob. He had drunk a little too much, and they decided that Bob should sleep it off on the couch and get up early for work. Daddy was pretty far gone, too, and stumbled off to bed as everyone was leaving. Last to leave were Uncle Chuck and Uncle Jim. Jim went to the bathroom, leaving me with an unconscious Bob and a suddenly amorous Uncle Chuck. As soon as we were alone, he pulled me to him and kissed me hard on the mouth. After a few seconds of tongue-dueling, he broke the kiss. "I'll be picking you up tomorrow at noon, Kristi," he said. "You tell your Dad that you'll be at your friend's, and we'll go to my place so we can have ourselves a good time." "Oh God, I can't wait, Uncle Chuck," I panted, grinding myself against him. "I can't wait to suck your cock again." "That ain't all you'll be doing," a voice said behind me, and I whirled to see a smiling Uncle Jim standing right behind me. He was as tall as Chuck and looked and acted like a cowboy, with an impressive lump in his jeans growing as he watched Chuck put his chocolate-dark arms around me and rub my belly. "Chuck told me what you and him had got up to tonight, and I asked him if I could join in tomorrow." He reached down and took my chin in his hands. Looking deep into my eyes, he said, "Chuck said I had to ask you. Pretty please, lil' Kristi?" Chuck dipped his fingers beneath the waistband of my skirt and down into my boyshorts, feeling my dampness. I gasped at the motion, and Jim chuckled. "I'll take that as a yes. Be seein' you tomorrow." And with that, two of my father's friends left with the knowledge that in twelve hours, I would be theirs. I shut the front door, locked it, and leaned against it. My pussy was dripping, and I knew I needed a man's touch. Twelve hours seemed such a long ways away... In my bedroom, I changed into one of my nighties, which was really only one of Daddy's old shirts. I looked at myself in the mirror as I changed, taking in what these men were seeing that made them want me sexually. Still only five feet tall, I looked at my slender frame and developing boobs. Legs were long and strong, and I decided that my ass was really cute. Curly blonde hair, button nose. I was cute...but sexy? I didn't see it, but whatever, right? I lay down in my bed and toyed with my pussy. Flashes of the day played in my mind - mystery man on his knees, my clit being sucked, Uncle Chuck's cock in my mouth - and I quickly brought myself to a few small orgasms that left me more frustrated than satisfied. I needed a man, not my fingers. But whom? My daddy's bedroom door was open. He slept naked, on the covers, passed out from too much beer. I saw part of his cock in the shadowy darkness; it looked hefty and promising. I licked my lips and rubbed my thighs together, staring at it, contemplating climbing naked into my father's bed. This was a step I wasn't sure I wanted to take. Then I remembered Bob. I went down the hall into the living room. Uncle Bob was snoring softly on the couch. He had stripped down to his boxers and undershirt. The blanket I'd thrown over him had fallen away, and his body was mostly exposed to me. It was a strong body - maybe not as lean and muscular as Uncle Chuck, but still big and strong and experienced. I thought he might make a good lover and decided then and there to find out. I knelt down beside him. "Uncle Bob?" I whispered. He snored on, and I repeated myself more loudly. No response. I decided to play Princess Charming and kiss him. Instinctively, he kissed me back a little but then turned his face a little and started snoring again. I'd heard of guys getting morning wood and so knew that they could get hard in their sleep. I moved down the side of the couch next to Bob's hips. Delicately, I reached into the fly of his boxers. My hand was small enough and his boxers large enough for me to fit through. I felt his crinkly pubic hair and moved down, finding his soft cock. I pulled it out of the fly and looked at it as best I could in the darkness. It was a big - not as big as Chuck, but still big. Even soft, my hand barely fit around the shaft. The head was tapered so that the whole thing was shaped like a soft, short, thick camping stake. I played with it with my hands for a few minutes, enjoying the feeling of the doughy flesh, before bending my head down and kissing it. I took the head into my mouth and sucked gently. Remembering what Uncle Chuck had liked, I massaged Uncle Bob's balls through the fabric of his underpants. He immediately began to stiffen. Before long, I had a raging erection in hands and mouth. I was amazed - Bob's cock, while shorter than Chuck's, was thicker! Only the tapered head would fit into my mouth, despite my efforts to get more in. After a few minutes, I felt a gentle hand caress my head. I realized that the snoring had stopped. Without stopping my blowjob, I looked over and saw that Uncle Bob's eyes were open. He was staring at me with a look of wonderment and ecstasy on his face. "I can't believe it," he said. "This is like a beautiful dream." I pulled my mouth of his thick cock. "It's not a dream, Uncle Bob," I whispered. "This is real." He gathered me up into his arms and kissed me, long and tenderly. I straddled his lap and felt his hard, thick cock rub against my pussy - wet even without anyone touching it. He laid me down on the couch and opened up my night shirt. Completely exposed for the first time to a man's gaze, I felt a rush of heat run through me. He kissed and nibbled my neck while stroking my thighs. The touch of his hand on my knee made me spread them as he kissed his way down to my budding teenaged breasts. He licked the tip of my right nipple, then the left. The sensation sent flutters through my pussy, and I began to hump my hips a little as his licks became more insistent and turned into sucks and nibbles. As his hand traced circles on my inner thighs, I suddenly came as he bit down gently but firmly on my left nipple. I squeaked and squeezed my thighs shut, trapping his hand, as I rolled a little from side to side. He laughed. "I guess you liked that," he said, as my knees spread apart for him again. He knelt before me and for the second time that day, a much older man spread my pussy lips apart and licked my clit. God, it felt so good! He licked and sucked and nibbled me for God knows how long, bringing me close to the peak for a few times before letting me topple over the edge. I put my hands on his head, not that he was going anywhere, and his hands drifted up and stroked my torso, caressing my breasts, pinching my nipples, even wandering to my mouth where I sucked on his fingers. I came and I came, Uncle Bob reducing me into a sloppy mess, especially when he took his fingers - slick with my saliva - and eased one into my virgin pussy as he sucked on my clit, wiggling up against some magic spot that had my hips twitching convulsively as I had three orgasms in a row. He pulled his finger out of me and sat down next to me. I leaned again him, panting, my hand going automatically to his cock. I put my head on his lap, and while I caught my breath, I kissed and licked his magnificently hard cock. "God, since I saw you in the pool today, I've wanted to do that," he breathed. "You're so beautiful already - even more so than your Mom - and you were in that skimpy little thing..." He lost his train of speech as I took his balls into my mouth and sucked gently on them. He didn't say anything for a little bit as I tasted that slightly sweaty manly taste of his testes, enjoying the power I exercised over him and anticipating the pleasure that awaited me. His fingers wandered over behind me and stroked my sopping pussy. I lathered the shaft of his cock with my tongue before sucking on that tapered head. I tasted the slightly salty pre-cum and sat up. Facing Uncle Bob, I straddled his hips as he caressed my belly and teen tits. I knew what cocks were for, thanks to Sex Ed, and I knew that I wanted what was natural. "Uncle Bob," I whispered as he nibbled my breasts and I rubbed my wet teen pussy on his big cock, "Uncle Bob, please...please, I need you, Uncle Bob, I need you inside me..." He reached down and aligned the head of that spear with the mouth of my pussy. The slick friction almost made me cum again, but I wanted something more, and I knew that I was about to get it. I felt the tip nudge into me, and Uncle Bob, placed his hands on my hips and guided me downwards. It was a splitting sensation. That was the only way to describe it. I was being forced apart as that thick piece of manmeat slowly but surely wormed its way inside me. I had trouble breathing as my pussy was packed for the first time. Finally, I felt the head fetch up against something and I could go no further down. Uncle Bob said, "That's as far into as I can get, Kristi." I whined incomprehensibly, communicating my need as the discomfort faded and my pleasure grew. My hips started moving on their own, a minute rise and fall that Bob detected. As my rhythm grew, he helped me by controlled my undulations on him. Soon, I was pulling up and crashing back down on that huge cock without his hands. He pinched my nipples, and my head snapped back as I shoved a hand into my mouth to stifle my screams as I came! Oh, the pleasure! "Ah, ah, aaaaahhhhh!" I bounced up and down on Uncle Bob's cock like I was riding a mechanical bull. Every time I bottomed out, I felt him force something back a little. It hurt a little but in a really good way, enhancing the pleasure coursing throughout me. All of a sudden, he stood up, holding me to him. He turned me around as I twitched away on his cock and laid me down gently on the couch. I continued try to fuck up onto his cock, but I was no longer in control. He took my legs and placed my feet on his chest. He winked and drew back... Wham! He fucked into me with one hard stroke. Wham! Another hard stroke. Wham! Wham! Wham! Wham! Bob's hips drove into me, slamming and filling my cunt to maximum capacity. I felt something soft slap my asshole and realized that I had taken his huge cock all the way into me. The thought of that - that I could take such a huge cock - and the feeling of being dominated and stuffed full of cock made my orgasms flare up again and again and again! After unknown minutes or hours of hard, masterful pounding and hard, nerve-wracking orgasms, Uncle Bob's breathing became more labored. His face tensed up, and he buried himself deep inside of me. "Rrrrrr!" he growled, and I felt his cock swell and throb and a jet of red-hot fluid fire deep into me! "Cumming" I whined, feeling his orgasm trigger mine. "Oh God, I'm cumming Uncle Bob, you're cumming I can feel your cum so deep so deep so deep...!" "Rrr! Rrr! Rrrr!" He grunted as he stroked himself deeply into me, filling my freshly-violated pussy with thick, hot sperm. I wailed softly, dug my fingers into his arms, and then went limp. He collapsed on top of me, balls-deep, his cock throbbing less and less. We lay there like that for a few minutes, catching our breath. His cock slowly softened, and my pussy squeezed it out. A flood of cum spilled out of my pussy, which felt stretched and sore but good. "Oh Uncle Bob," I sighed, kissing his face. "I needed that. Thank you so much." He smiled and kissed me back. "No, thank YOU. I hadn't had a fuck like that in years." I gave him a sympathetic look. "Oh poor you - you must have had so much frustration built up." "Yeah, well..." he smirked and kissed me again, harder. "Maybe if you give me 30 minutes, I'll have some more 'frustration' built up." I giggled. This was going to be a long night. ----------------- Hope you enjoyed my story! If you like what you've read, please email me at hotkimmiecutie@yahoo.com!