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 Emily Likes it Rough (Mf reluc bd anal ws toys va)

   By billy69boy

   Disclaimer: All of my stories, and all the characters, are fictional,
and are not meant to resemble any real persons.  No underage people have
been harmed or otherwise exploited in the creation of this, or any, of my
fantasy stories.



   It was a frustrating night for a horny, barely teenage girl like me.  I
remember thrashing around on the guest bed, trying to fall back to sleep in
the thick summer air.  I was staying with my aunt and uncle for the last
week of the summer, while my parents were away on vacation.  I was lying
there wide awake with my hand between my spread opened legs when I heard my
aunt's car backing out of the driveway, even though sunrise was still hours
away.  She had a great job, but her commute was long and tedious.  My uncle
lost his job, and was home all the time.

   Right after she drove away, the door to the guest room creaked open
slowly, and I could faintly make out the shape of my uncle's body, as he
approached the bed.  I was shocked to see him in only his boxer shorts,
cock in hand, stroking it slowly.  It looked huge, and I was immediately
fascinated by it.  I found myself staring intently at it, but my reverie
quickly vanished when Uncle Joe ripped the covers completely off the bed,
and he reached for my titties, and began fondling them through my thin
t-shirt.

   I began to say something, but he told me to shut up as he pulled my hand
to his stiff cock and wrapped my fingers around it.  It felt so big and
hard; I didn't know what to think.  "Put it in your mouth," he demanded
firmly, as he abruptly lifted my shirt up, revealing my perky young
breasts. When I resisted, he slapped my face twice.  He squeezed my cheeks
in his hand as he brought his face down close to mine, and told me to do as
he said.  I opened my mouth, and he forced his cock in deep, causing me to
choke a little.  He held my head steady by grabbing a handful of my long
blond hair, and he plunged his dick to the back of my throat with steady
force.  His other hand was busy feeling me up, grabbing, squeezing, and
pinching my hard nipples.

   I suppose I shouldn't have been surprised by his actions.  I had noticed
him checking out my firm 13 year old body for a few days now.  He was
always joking around about sex, and I guess I played along, even though I
didn't think he was serious.  He liked to call me his sexy little Emily,
and he frequently complimented me on my skimpy outfits.

   I was squirming under his heavy mauling of my tits, trying to get away,
and I guess that pissed him off.  He pulled his cock out of my mouth and
ripped my t-shirt clean off.  Then, he told me to lock my fingers behind my
head.  I was kneeling on the bed facing him, and I did what he told me,
happy that he backed off from gagging me with his cock, and pulling at my
tender tits.  The relief was short lived, when I felt his open hand swing
wide and hard, smacking one tit, then, the other.  I gasped in surprise,
and he slapped them even harder.  The sting was excruciating at first, but
actually felt kind of warm and arousing at the same time.

   He reached between my knees, fumbling for my crotch, feeling through the
outside of my pajama bottoms.  Frustrated, he pushed me over backward on
the bed, and ripped my pj's off in one quick motion.  As I lay before him
completely naked, he flipped my legs open wide, and rammed two fingers into
my already wet opening.  He seemed surprised: "Oh, so you like this, don't
you?  Look how wet you are," he exclaimed.  "You are a little slut, just
like I thought," he said, as he continued to finger-fuck me with no regard
for my feelings at all.

   "Now, get up on all fours and face the wall," he commanded.  When I got
in position, he slapped my tight smooth ass several times until my cheeks
were pink and burning.  Then, he grabbed me by my hips and pulled me back
towards his throbbing penis.  He entered me like he was thrusting a sword
into my pussy, and it hurt quite a bit, even though I was so wet down
there. I winced in pain, but I didn't let him know it hurt.  I guess it
hurt because of his thickness.

   I had just had sex for the first time a few months back with a
neighborhood boy, but his cock was kind of small, and it hardly hurt when
he took my virginity.  Unfortunately, that's about all he did, because it
was all over right after he popped my cherry.  I guess I got the poor boy
too excited, and he came almost immediately, got embarrassed, dressed in
silence, and left.

   Uncle Joe pounded my pussy deliberately and thoroughly, riding me like a
stallion in heat, and it wasn't long before I was cumming out of control,
my body jerking under him as I gasped loudly for air.  He slapped my ass
repeatedly, as his thrusts became more rapid and stronger.  Finally he
pulled out, yanked me around by my hair to face him, and jammed his slick
cock into my mouth in one quick motion.  He held my head steady with both
hands, and pumped his gooey juice down my throat.  He made me swallow it
all.

   "That's a good little cum-guzzling slut, Emily," he said.  "Good girl,
suck your dear uncle dry." When he finally shot his entire load, he pulled
his cock out and rubbed it all over my face, slapping my cheeks with it,
and laughing at the sight.

   By now, it was daylight, and you could see everything clearly.  Uncle
Joe pushed me back on the bed, spread my legs and seemed to be inspecting
my crotch.  "No blood!  So, you're not even a virgin?  Only 13 years old
and someone else popped your cherry already?" he declared, seeming angry
that he wasn't the first one to fuck me.  "Well, well, so you're a born
whore, aren't you?  It's going to be fun to see how much you can take, you
fucking little tramp," he whispered menacingly.

   I asked him politely if I could get up, because I had to pee really
badly.  He pulled me to my feet, and followed me to the bathroom.  I tried
to close the door, but he pushed it open, and came in with me.  "Stand in
the shower," he ordered.  When I looked at him quizzically, he grabbed me
by my hair, and shoved me into the bathtub.  "Now, spread your legs, and
put your hands behind your back." I did what I was told, and he grabbed my
vulnerable tits really hard, twisting and pinching my swollen nipples until
my knees started to buckle in pain.  Then, he reached down between my legs,
and began rotating his thumb around my clit, then; he shoved two fingers
deep into my still juicy cunt.  I was getting aroused again, and then he
told me to start pissing.  I gave him that look of disbelief again, and he
slapped my face back and forth, which brought me back to reality.

   It was difficult to pee because I really wanted to cum by then, but I
followed his orders.  Slowly my yellow stream began, and it soon turned
into a river, running all over my uncle's hand and down my legs.  He
continued to finger me roughly and I had the incredible sensation of
cumming and pissing all at the same time.  I guess he was trying to
humiliate me, but in truth, I had never felt any sensation quite like it.
My legs tensed up, and I pushed my hips forward, encouraging him to
finger-fuck me even deeper.  I was up on my tiptoes by then, and he slapped
my tits sharply back and forth as I climaxed wildly into his piss-stained
hand.  He took his fingers straight from my cunt to my face, and forced
them into my mouth.  "Suck my fingers clean, you dirty little bitch," he
growled.  "You are disgusting!  Look at you, piss all down your legs!" He
grabbed both of my tits and squeezed them really hard until I let out a
gasp.  "Quiet, you, now turn around and bend over, and hold onto that
handrail, because I'm going to fuck your filthy cunt until you can't stand
up any longer!" he announced, spinning me around in the process.

   In a flash, I could feel his thick member penetrating my swollen pussy,
and he was thrusting into me with his full force in no time.  It didn't
hurt as bad this time; I guess because I was already aroused by the rough
finger job he'd just given me.  He gripped my hips firmly with his large
hands, and kept pulling my body back towards his stiff meat, fucking me
deeper and harder than I could have ever imagined.  "That's a good little
fuckin' hooker; you can take it real deep, can't you?" he said, as he kept
up his violent rhythm: pounding and pounding until my knees got weak, and
my legs shivered as I exploded in orgasm again.  Uncle Joe pulled out and
shot his hot load all over my back and my ass.  "There's something else you
can clean off," he sneered, as he wiped his gooey cock off on my ass.  "Now
take a shower while I make some breakfast, and don't even think about
putting clothes on!" he barked through his clenched jaw.

   The shower felt so good, I lingered for as long as I could, until I felt
all squeaky clean again.  When I walked into the kitchen, my uncle had two
plates loaded with French toast and sausage, and I realized how hungry I
was.  He eyed up my tight, naked body for a long time before he spoke:
"Come over here, and let me inspect you." I stood before him, and he rubbed
his hand over my ass, and around the front to my freshly shaved pussy. 
"Mmmmm, very nice!" he said, then immediately slid two fingers into my
moist opening, catching me by surprise.  Instinctively, I spread my legs
wider for him, and he responded by adding a third finger, and seeing if he
could bury them all at once into my young womanhood.  He was none too
gentle, but I was getting kind of used to that.

   After a few minutes, he stopped, saying that he didn't want the sausage
to get cold.  I didn't understand, until he told me to bend over the table.
He then grabbed a handful of sausages off my plate, and began to push them
one by one into my cunt from behind.  After he shoved four of them up in
there, I could feel how hot they were, and I squirmed and tried to move
away.  He yanked me back by my hair, and began slapping my ass, and he
warned me not to let the sausages fall out.  Then, he pushed me toward my
chair and told me to sit down and eat.

   As I poured syrup over my French toast, he told me: "If you want sausage
with your meal, you know where to find some.  Otherwise, just leave them
where they are." Oh God, they were burning my insides so bad, I just had to
take them out.  I put all four of them on my plate after I fished them out
of my tortured pussy.  Uncle Joe pointed at them with his fork, looked me
in the eye, and said: "Eat up!" I didn't care, really.  I had apparently
worked up quite an appetite, and I ate my whole breakfast, which pleased my
uncle to no end, for some reason.

   Uncle Joe told me to clean up the dishes and scrub the bathroom while he
went into town to run some errands.  I had to work naked too.  Fine, I
thought.  There really wasn't much else to do during the day.  At least I
would have some time alone and away from him.  I dove right in and
concentrated on my chores.  Uncle Joe didn't get back for hours, and I was
surprised how much I missed him.  He came in the front door carrying
several bags.

   "Sit down on the couch.  I bought you some things," he said, as he
dumped the first bag onto the coffee table.  Out fell several sexy lingerie
outfits, in black, red, pink, and baby blue, my favorite.  He handed me the
slinky black number, which was nothing more than a lacy, see-through mini
dress that basically covered nothing.  As I pulled it over my head, he
dumped out the next bag.  My eyes got wide as saucers when I saw all these
dildos, butt plugs, whips, belts, restraints, and other sex toys spill out.
Before I could react, he emptied the third bag, which consisted of several
different types of ropes and chains and other devices I never even knew
existed.

   He stood in front of me, all proud and beaming.  "We're going to have
some fun for the rest of the week, you and me," he said, grinning, as he
pulled his erect penis out from under his shorts and presented it to me. 
As I sat back on the couch watching him, he motioned for me to lean
forward. He guided my mouth toward his insatiable cock by putting one hand
behind my head and pulling me close.  "Open" was all he said, and soon
enough, I was struggling to accept his fat manhood into my throat.  "Oh
yeah, that's it, you fuckin' whore, suck it girl!  You like sucking my
cock, don't you?" After several minutes of deep stroking, he began pumping
his sticky seed into my mouth.  "Swallow it all, bitch," he grunted, "I
don't want even one drop on this carpet, you understand?"

   After relieving himself in my mouth, he pulled me to my feet, and
switched places with me, and sat on the couch.  He pushed me to my knees in
front of him.  "Let's try out some of your new toys, shall we?" he said. 
"Lie down on your back, and pull your knees up to your titties," he
instructed.  When I did it, he pulled my ass right up off the floor, so my
whole body was resting on my neck.  His face was near to my private parts,
up close and personal.  He fingered my pussy some, satisfied that I was
good and wet, then without warning, he picked up a thick black leather
belt, and began to slap my wide open pussy until it was pink and on fire.
He shoved a fat pink dildo into my exposed cunt.  He pumped my cunt with it
like a ramrod, jamming it in and out while he abused my tender clit with
his other hand.

   "That's it, you hot little fuck, take it like you know you want it, damn
right!" he blurted out with glee.  He rubbed his finger around my juicy
pink opening, then, he slid his wet finger into my ass with no warning.  I
had never had anything penetrate my ass before, and I would have been
shocked if I wasn't already on the verge of cumming from the dildo reaming
my eager pussy.  He buried his finger deep into my virginal forbidden
asshole, and reamed me good and hard with it.  As much as I didn't want to
give him the satisfaction, I could feel those familiar waves of pleasure
crashing over my body, and I knew I couldn't keep myself from cumming for
him again.  My body writhed and shook in ecstasy, as one orgasm after
another enveloped me.  He was delighted with the knowledge that he was
getting me off against my will.  He kept fucking me harder, slamming that
rubber toy into my love canal as deep as it would go.  I didn't care by
then.  All I knew was that my head was jerking back and forth on the floor,
my legs were tight against my body, and I was getting off like never
before.

   Uncle Joe knelt down on the floor by my face, and managed to force his
pulsating erection into my mouth.  "Get it real nice and wet now, because I
have another surprise for you," he said teasingly.  After only a few
strokes deep into the back of my throat, he stood back up, and walked
around behind my upturned ass.  He straddled my hips and spread my ass
apart with both hands, and pushed his stiff rod into my ass a few inches. I
squealed in pain, and he smacked my ass cheeks several times, and told me
to shut the fuck up and take it.  He worked more and more of his nasty
prick into my virginal bottom, until I could feel his balls slapping
against my ass.  He told me to relax, and to quit fighting it.  I calmed
down some after that, and my sphincter muscle loosened up, so I was able to
take his sharp strokes without so much discomfort.  I marveled at the scene
before my eyes: My uncle standing up over me, thrusting his wicked fuckpole
into my ass again and again, his eyes glazing over in animal lust.  Getting
my first ass fuck was really different, but by the time he pulled his penis
out and squirted his cum all over my chest and face, I realized how much I
liked it.

   So, this was the beginning of my secret affair with my Uncle Joe.  I
endured his rough treatment for the two days that remained of my parents'
vacation.  On the second day, he really turned it up a notch.  Right after
my aunt left for work, he was in my room, carrying the bags of goodies he
had bought the day before.  He immediately began to tie me to the bed,
without saying a word to me.  I was already awake, but I pretended to still
be sleeping, just to see what he would do.  Soon enough, my arms and legs
were bound tightly, and he proceeded to feel me up and smack me around. 
"Wake up, you slutty little fuck toy," he said, as he slapped my tits back
and forth.  "You're not going to believe what I have in store for you
today."

   Well, he was right about that.  He kept me tied up all day, coming into
my room at least every hour, whipping me, then toying me and fucking me in
all my holes.  He would pull his cock out when he was ready to cum, and put
it into my mouth, and command me not to swallow his load.  Instead, he made
me spit each mouthful into a drinking glass, then, he would just leave the
glass on the table for the next time.  By the end of the day, the glass was
pretty full, and he made me drink the whole thing down.

   On the last day, he made me wear one of those skimpy outfits he had
bought me, while I scrubbed the floors and did all his housework for him.
He would stop me every so often, and make me masturbate for him.  I had to
use dildos in my pussy and ass.  He forced me to lie flat on the floor, as
he squatted over my face.  He made me lick his ass, and he rubbed my nose
up and down his crack.  Then knelt over top of my face, held my head in a
vise grip, and fucked my throat until I gagged.  He pulled my head up off
the floor for better leverage, and he choked me with each new plunge of his
big cock.

   Lucky for me, Uncle Joe's bad knee started acting up, so he had to stand
up straight for awhile.  He pulled me to my feet by my hair, and led me
over to the low coffee table.  "Kneel on this, jailbait slut!" he growled,
as he tossed a sofa pillow onto the top of the table.  I did as I was
ordered, and knelt on the pillow.  My uncle pushed my head down on the
table and held it down as he spanked my ass until it was hot and red with
his other hand.  "Ouch!  DAMN!" I shrieked involuntarily, "that HURTS!!"
Uncle Joe didn't like my attitude, and abruptly shoved his dry thumb deep
inside my soaking wet vagina.  He pumped my shocked pussy with his thumb,
like he was going to teach me a lesson.  Then, he switched up in
mid-stroke, and drove his now lubed thumb into my quivering brown pucker.

   In no time, I was being violated with his thumb in my ass and three
fingers in my trembling love canal.  He let my head go, and reached under
my body and clumsily pawed and mauled my emerging titties.  I couldn't hold
back any longer, and I could hear my uncle laugh out loud in triumph, as he
forced me to cum against my will yet again.  He now felt powerful as well
as lustful, and I could see that he was pumping his cock back to life as he
finished me off with his fingers.  He stepped up behind me, and grabbed
hold of my hips, and pulled them back towards his body.  "Reach back here,
and hold your cheeks open wide, whore-child," he ordered.  I pulled my ass
open as wide as I could, and right away I felt his fat dick pushing inside
my backdoor.  It didn't really hurt so much this time, because I guess I
was resigned to my fate by now.  I didn't fight it this time, and I was
relaxed back there.  I wouldn't let my uncle know, but I was learning to
like having my asshole molested by him.  He worked up a good rhythm behind
me, and he stabbed me with his fuck-dagger repeatedly, and to the hilt.  He
reached his hand under his cock, and jammed his thumb up my slick cunt, and
gave me a fabulous DP that had me exploding all over again.  Only this
time, Uncle Joe came right along with me and he grunted like some animal in
heat as he filled my rectum with his sticky goo.

   I couldn't wait for my aunt to get home that night, because I was
exhausted from all of my uncle's rough stuff.  I just wanted a shower and a
robe, and maybe curl up on the sofa and read a book.  Apparently, my uncle
was worn out too, because he went to his room and crashed for a few hours.
He got up right before my aunt pulled in, and was in the shower when she
came through the door.  She greeted me warmly, as she always did: "Hello,
Emily, how nice to come home and see you all cozy on the couch, and reading
a book too!  Well, your parents will be home tomorrow, and we'll miss
having you around.  I do hope your stay with us hasn't been too boring for
you, dear!" "Oh no, ma'am," I blurted out.  "Well, sometimes a few days of
quietude are just the thing." "Oh, yes ma'am!" It was all I could think of
to say.

   My parents came home and I was actually happy to see them.  I almost ran
home, I was so excited to be free from Uncle Joe's clutches.  My parents'
house was right around the next block, in the same neighborhood as my aunt
and uncle.  I spent the weekend getting my stuff ready for the first day of
school on Monday.  Things were getting back to normal, or so I thought. 
Walking home from school after my first cheerleading practice, I found that
I couldn't keep from thinking about my adventures with my uncle.  Since
both my parents were working, and my little sister was at an after-school
program, I would be alone in the house.

   Instead, I walked over to Uncle Joe's, and rang his doorbell.  When he
opened the door and saw me in my cheerleader uniform, he had a grin on his
face so wide, it almost masked the fact that he was actually blushing red.
"Well, look who it is, my favorite love slave," he said softly, as he let
me in.  "I didn't think you'd be able to stay away for very long." He
reached under my skirt, and was delighted to discover that I had already
removed my panties.  He turned me around and told me to bend over the
coffee table.  He pulled my short cheerleader skirt up over my back and
finger-fucked me in both holes as he slipped off his shorts.  Soon, he was
pounding my pussy and ass for all I was worth.  God, it felt so good, and
we were both cumming together in a matter of minutes.

   For the next three years I went to Uncle Joe's after school at least
three to five times a week, and we would play together for a few hours each
time.  He would really get creative: One of his favorite things to do was
to take me to the movies, where he would make me dildo myself, and suck his
cock right there in our seats.  He had a knack for finding matinee movies
with hardly anyone in the theater.

   Other times, he would drive me out to the woods, and he would tie me to
a tree and fuck me all kinds of ways with all different dildos and butt
plugs.  He loved tying me up to beds, chairs, and tables, then fuck my
brains out.  He would tell me the day before what type of sexy outfit I
should wear for him the next day.  Usually it was something short, tight,
and low cut.  Each day almost always started with me fingering myself for
him.  He loved to watch me bringing myself to my first orgasm after school.

   Even though my uncle threatened me not to tell anyone in the beginning,
I did finally tell my best friend Misty, but not until about two years went
by.  Misty and I are very close, and she loved hearing about some of the
things Uncle Joe and I did together.  I invited her to come with me and
join in the fun, but she was afraid because of all the rough stuff.  We did
do some of the things together, just her and me, but that's a story for
another time.

   My aunt and uncle moved away to another state when I was 16.  It took me
a long time to get over losing my "playmate", and I still think fondly of
my Uncle Joe, even after all this time.  Now, my little sister June is 13,
and she's curious about sex.  I know she plays with herself a lot,
especially at night.  She asks me stuff all the time, and wants me to show
her the ropes.  Well, I've got plenty of things to show her.  But, that's
also a story for another time.  Right now, I'm going to snuggle up with a
few of my favorite "gifts" from Uncle Joe, and fuck myself silly.

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