Suzy’s Pov
Watching my uncle take his bath did something to me, I could feel my pussy getting wet. Dimitri was my dad’s friend who worked two states away. Ha had no family so he would visit our place on holiday’s. I always looked forward to his visit so he could wrap me around his arms while I took a quick sniff of his cologne. Few weeks ago, I turned 18 and decided to have a go at him. I would finally have his cock between my legs damaging me. I wanted him to pop my cherry so I plotted ways to make it happen. That week, my parents had taken a trip back to my mom’s hometown for a cousin’s wedding and I was left with this yummy man alone in the house. When my parents told me about their trip, it felt like heaven was in agreement with my plans. I kissed them goodbye and they left me in Dimitri’s care. Oh, he would care for me. Going up stairs, I noticed the bathroom door was slightly opened and he was taking a shower. I heard moaning coming from the bathroom and silently listened. I could see him grabbing his dick and moaning. Boy, did he look big. The thought of what that could do to me, made my legs buckle. I placed my hands on my breast and silently moaned when I squeezed them. I imagined him thrusting between my legs with that big dick of his and could feel myself about to release when I heard him say oh Suzy, shocked at what I just heard I stopped touching myself and continued to watch him touch himself while calling out my name. He looked like he was in pain and his dick was really hard. Gathering courage, I undressed at the door and silently stepped in to the bathroom naked. His years were still closed so he couldn’t see me, he kept pumping his dick. When I got to the shower, I got on my knees and touched his dick. He jolted and was about grabbing a towel but I stopped him. ‘’What are you doing?’’ Dimitri asked. ‘I saw you earlier and heard you, I know you want me. I do too. I’ve kept my virginity for a day like this. I want you to use me and fuck my hard. Make me your whore Uncle’’ The moment I said Uncle he grabbed my hair and shoved his dick between my mouth. He held my head in position and fucked my mouth with raw pleasure. I tightened my lips around him and he groaned. I could taste his pre cum and boy did he taste good. He fucked my mouth for some second roughly and pulled out. ‘’Is this what you want? To be treated like a whore’’ ‘’Yes sir, I’m all yours. Please use me. Mark me. Make my pussy sore with your cum leaking out from me. I want to be your little whore. You can fuck me anytime you please’ I’ll be at your beck and call’’ He smiled at my words and carried me on his shoulders to his bathroom. On the way there, he smacked my bum and inserted one finger in my pussy. He hummed in satisfaction when he saw how wet I was. I squealed in anticipation when he dropped me on the bed and got on me.he bowed his head between my legs and licked my pussy lips.it sent a sensation through me and made me push his head down more and held him there with my legs. I was a shivering mess. He played with my clit and ate my pussy as if he was starved. He suddenly stopped and turned me around on all fours with my pussy exposed to him. ‘’I’m going to fuck you so hard you’ll be too ruined for another guy. Do you know how I’ve fantasized about your sweet pussy, the thought of it keeps me at night and now, I get to have a taste’’ With that he rammed into me and held my hair. The feeling of his stretching me is almost overwhelming. My fingers dig into the bed holding the sheets as his pace quickens hitting all the right spots in my pussy. He pounds into me with a wild intensity fucking me wildly. Tears of joy and satisfaction streamed down my face. ‘’Little whore’’ he continued, spanking my ass and fucking me with wild pleasure. He pulled out of me completely and rammed into me hard. ‘’Please’’ I cried ‘’You like it’’ he asked I could only nod because I couldn’t muster up words to talk. ‘’I’m not done with you yet’’ he said and turned me around. He pushes his cock back into me and placed his lips on my breast sucking and fucking me like the whore I am. I can feel my orgasm coming and he pounds into my pussy. ‘’don’t you dare cum’’ he ordered. I moaned and he continued to slam into me. I can tell he is close now and with one final trust he orders me to cum and we both cum. Our bodies trembled with pleasure. Collapsing into the bed, he held me close to his chest and kissed my lips tenderly. He had a little smile on his face that promised that he wasn’t done with me. Our sexual relationship continued throughout that week as we couldn’t hold our self back. We kept at it in the shower, the kitchen, the floor, everywhere in the house. 3 years later ‘’Mom! Dad! I’ve been accepted to go to college’’ I run to my parents room to tell them about the news. They were excited about it and was glad it was close to Uncle Dimitri’s place so he he would take care of me. I blushed because the word take care meant something else to me. I left for college few weeks later, my parents wanted me to stay in the dorm so I accepted. That wouldn’t stop me though, I could still get Uncle Dimitri’s cock whenever I wanted. Two days Later, uncle Dimitri visited me. According to him, my parents had wanted hip to check up on me. I knew he had another motive to do so. ‘’Suzy’’ he called out from the door. ‘’Coming!’’ I replied. Excited to see him again I hugged him and invited him in. He scanned my body and I felt heat going up my cheek. I was only putting on a top and short with no bra. He dropped what he had brought for me and the floor and walked towards me. I’ve missed you baby girl. He said kissing me. He raised my top up and placed his mouth on my boobs. He squeezed them and sucked them and parted my legs. He pressed my back against the wall and inserted a finger in my pussy. Pulling out his finger, he licked it while staring at me. He inserted his finger back inside and made it two. Kissing me with my juice on his lips, I could taste myself. He fucked me with his fingers and continue to devour my breast. After some time he unbuckled his belt and raised my legs up and thrusted into me. I screamed in pain and he held me still and fucked me. The pain became pleasure and I became a panting mess. He fucked me hard and fast and whispered how he had missed my juicy pussy and how he can’t get enough of me. After some time, he pulled out and slammed back into me and poured his thick cum into me. He released my legs and I could feel his sperm dripping from my legs. I smiled and felt like a slut. My Uncle’s slut.Chloe’s lips parted, a silent answer forming, but no sound came out. Her chest rose and fell in quick, shallow breaths, her pulse racing so fast it made her dizzy.The thought of him between her legs made her nipples hard and her pussy clench. Mr. Cole’s eyes followed the motion, dark and unblinking. For a long, charged moment, he didn’t move. Then his jaw clenched, and a guttural sound escaped him.“God, Chloe…” His voice was ragged, trembling with restraint. “Do you even realize what you do to me?”She swallowed, throat tight. “I….”“No.” He cut her off sharply, stepping closer, so close that the heat radiating from his body brushed against her skin. “Don’t speak. Just… let me look at you.”Her breath caught as his gaze dropped, no longer subtle, no longer restrained. It was raw, hungry, devouring her inch by inch. But when his eyes reached her chest, they stopped. His breath hitched, sharp and uneven, as if seeing her this way for the first time.Chloe’s heart slammed against her
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