"Can you answer the question, Miss Allison?" The authoritative voice rolled like a wave over the hushed classroom, carrying attention in its wake until all eyes were focused on the petite figure of Nancy Allison.
She could feel Professor Jurgen's wicked black eyes zooming in for a close up of her body. She dropped her eyes. Breaking his stare did no good. She could still feel his searching look burn through her clothing.
I hate the way he looks at me! she thought furiously, I feel like I'm naked.
She tried to ignore the hot, mushy feeling between her legs. Her little fuzz-covered cunt was like a melon left too long in the field, soft, hot, dripping with juice, bunting apart at the seams.
He's just like the rest of them, she told herself, and he wants to slide up between my legs! He's not going to, none of them are. I'm not going to end up pregnant and deserted like Mother was.
"Well, Miss Allison?" Her train of thought was interrupted by the stem question.
"I'm sorry, Professor," she heard her cool, even voice saying, "I'm afraid I can't."
"Miss Allison," the sarcastic reply began, "You evidently have a better way to spend your evenings than studying philosophy. While I wouldn't like to interfere with your pleasures, I would like to remind you that a passing grade in this course is mandatory." There was a pause as the professor stroked his thick black beard. "See me after class," he finished curtly.
I wonder if he knows how I feel? she thought as her tits continued to swell until the nipples were tense. I wonder if he knows I'm not the iceberg everybody thinks I am? Not that it'll do him any good I'm not going to give in… not again.
The memory of that one time, her first and last fuck, began to glow in her mind like a hot poker. She tried to fight it by concentrating on the professor. That was a mistake. He made her feel like she had that hot summer night when she was eighteen and a virgin. No woman would be a virgin long around her Uncle Jim. He had an uncanny ability to sniff out cherries when they started to get ripe. He'd find 'em, suck 'em, pluck 'em, and fuck 'em. Just like he had done to her. Just like he had made her beg him to do. The memory was so vivid she could hear his voice saying, "Your mother at work?" He walked in without knocking as she was finishing up the supper dishes.
"You know she's got night duty at the hospital this week," Nancy replied, ignoring him as she bent over the sink.
"I guess I forgot," he muttered as he rubbed into her ass and put both hands around her waist.
"Uncle Jim, you're gonna make me break a plate!" she squealed.
"I was just giving you a little hug, that's all, honey." He sounded hurt.
"Well, wait 'til I get through," she teased, looking over her shoulder at him. His blond crew cut was still wet from the shower. His broad, tanned face was slightly pink, and he smelled strongly of after shave lotion. A patch of hair peeked over the top of his clean t-shirt. Both the shirt and his faded Levi's were stretched tightly over his muscular frame. He looked much younger than thirty-two.
"You gonna give me a proper hug when you finish up there?" he teased, running one hand over her plump young ass.
"If you don't stop that I'm gonna give you a pot of water all over your clean clothes. Your date won't much like that," she threatened.
"No date tonight," he said, taking his hand away.
"You didn't get all cleaned up to go back to the garage, did you?" she asked.
"Thought I'd take your mother to the movies. Forgot she had to work," he explained as he fished in the ice box for a beer.
"You can take me if you want to," she offered.
"Every boy in town's been after you to go out," he said, hanging on the edge of the sink to watch her.
"Yes, but you're the handsomest thing around," she teased, letting the water out of the sink. "Besides, you're my uncle and you know how Mama is." She dried her hands carefully and put them around his neck.
"She still won't let you date, huh?" came the gruff comment.
"She says when I'm eighteen." Nancy sighed as she lay her head on his chest.
Her uncle put his beer down and put his arms around her warm body. They almost stuck together. His hands began to move soothingly over her back, rubbing their way over familiar territory. "If you have your first date at eighteen, you won't know how to act," he muttered. "You ought to be starting off now with boys who don't know a thing." His hands tried to work their way tinder her brassiere strap.
"Try telling her that," Nancy said, automatically pulling his hands away from the strap but letting them stay on her body.
"Maybe she's right – anybody as good-looking as you should be locked up." He cupped both cheeks of her ass and worked his long fingers into the soft cushions of flesh.
Nancy pushed his hands away again but kept cuddling tight against his broad chest. She was accustomed to his teasing. After all, he was her uncle.
Taking advantage of her trust, he squeezed her close and her tits nestled tight against him.
Nancy felt the iron bands of his arms close around her. She liked the way his touch made her heart beat faster and her flesh crawl with pleasure.
Usually they stopped after a few playful hugs. But usually her mother was around. Tonight they were alone and neither of them backed away. Nancy began to feel things she hadn't felt before. Her tender young breasts seemed to be vowing! She could feel their tips pushed against the confines of her brassiere. They began to hurt. She wished her brassiere was off. Her tits were hot and sticky. The nipples felt like they were roasting in heavy syrup. She could feel her uncle's chest rise and fall with his deep breathing. When it rose, his grip tightened until every hard inch of his body was pressing into her. A tingling sensation began between her legs. It was like having a single drop of sweat trickle its way through the mossy covering of her tight little cunt.
Jim slid his hands down her body and onto her ass again. As he pulled her tighter he gave a slight hunch to his hips. Nancy didn't pull away. He squeezed the cheeks of her ass slowly, firmly.
She didn't want to stop. Having her ass squeezed felt good. His hands were gentle even if they were strong. It was only when he began hunching harder that she started to worry. Her body was doing funny things. She felt as if someone had slipped a gob of cold cream just inside her pussy. It was wet and slippery. Something else was happening there too. The tingle had grown into a more urgent, concentrated feeling. The plump lips of her tight young pussy were aching to be rubbed.
Her hands tightened around her uncle's neck unconsciously. She felt him hunch into her harder. This time she could feel something big and hard between his legs! It was shaped like a torpedo and every time he hunched it felt like he was aiming it for the hot itching spot between her legs!
"Uncle… Jim," her voice came in low pants. "Maybe… we'd better… stop. Suppose… somebody came in?"
His grip on her loosened. He looked down, his eyes boring into hers. There was a burning determination there that Nancy hadn't seen before. It made her blood bubble. It was meant for her! She didn't know what it meant but she had started it. Her hands were still around his neck. The tips of her breasts were still pressing into his chest. She looked up at him with a pleading, puzzled look on her face.
"We don't want anybody coming in, do we?" he asked with a sly look.
"Not when we're teasing around like that." She tried to sound prim but her voice was so low and husky that it sent shivers down her spine.
He broke away from her, swaggered to the back door, pushed it closed and turned the key. For good measure he snapped off the light. In the semidarkness of a late summer dusk Nancy saw his bulk coming for her, towering, big, powerful. She was suddenly aware that they were alone in a darkened house.
"Don't scare me!" she begged, throwing her arms around him frantically.
"What's the matter, sugar?" he asked soothingly as he hugged her close, picking her up off the floor until their mouths were even.
"I felt so scared for a minute. It was so dark and all," she explained. "I almost forgot you were my uncle."
"No need for you to get scared, honey. Uncle Jim is gonna look after you good," he whispered in her ear. His mouth nuzzled into her neck and his hot breath blew through the curling tendrils of her hair.
Nancy felt her ear grow hot and ticklish. His breath and his words working their way inside made her shiver. Her body suddenly was alive to his slightest touch. She quivered as she felt his iron-hard cock brushing against the unplowed mound between her legs!
Bending his head slowly forward, her uncle caught Nancy's lips with his own. He pressed forward until they were locked tightly together. Then his tongue pushed out, and began to force its way between her lips.
Nancy struggled against the hot slippery thing trying to get into her mouth. His strength was too great for her. Slowly she opened under his pressure. As his thick, tough tongue lashed down her throat Nancy felt her pussy lips being pulled apart. He had his hands under her ass, working his fingers across the naked skin at the edge of her shorts. Every time he squeezed, the valley running between her legs pulled open. Before she could protest, two fingers wiggled under the hem of her shorts. As they rubbed over the silky flesh between her ass and her cunt, Nancy began to moan low and deep. Sweet juice seeped out of her pussy until her panties were wet with it.
As their hot, spit-tilled mouths sucked and gurgled together, Nancy could feel eight inches of hot throbbing meat pressing against the soft, slippery lips of her cunt. She wondered how it would feel to have it pushing inside her body. Thinking about it made her want it. Through the red-hot haze tat was blurring her mind she remembered a threat from her mother. "If I catch you naming around with a man before you're eighteen, I'll throw you out! You don't know them like I do. Your father left me with you after I was fool enough to believe him. They all want one thing and don't care how they get it. Remember that, Nancy, and don't disobey me!"
"Stop, stop, stop it, please, Uncle Jim!" she cried, pushing him away.
He pulled his head up violently and stood stock still far a few seconds. When he felt her shaking with sobs he cradled her against his heaving chest. "What's wrong, baby?" he asked in a whisper.
"I can't do it! I promised Mama I wouldn't!" she wailed.
"Do what, baby? I'm just showing you what everybody else does on dates. Nothing wrong with that."
"But we're alone and it's dark and suppose Mama comes in?"
"She's at work, baby. All the doors are locked. Nobody can get in here. We're all by ourselves and nobody can hear us or see us," he whispered.
"But it makes me feel so funny," she gasped.
"What makes you feel funny?" he asked, rubbing the hard fullness of his cock back and forth against her tummy.
"The way you hold me and what you're doing now and all that kissing! I never did that before. It does things to me! It makes me want to do something. Something I don't know about. I'm scared!" She clung to him, her soft, perfumed body rippling under his touch.
"No need to be scared, honey. Uncle Jim will look after you. I'll show you what you want to do. I'll be your teacher," he said, picking her up and walking toward the living room. As they reached the sofa his mouth ate into hers again.
Nancy felt his tongue sliding back down her throat as if it were heading all the way down. She wanted it to keep going deeper and deeper until it worked through her stomach and got to the itch down low in her hot body. When his fingers began to work their way back under the hem of her shorts she tried to pull away. This time he didn't let her. His arms tightened as he knelt by the sofa, lay her on it and settled on top of her body. His weight pushed her deep into the sofa cushions. She couldn't move. Nancy felt as if she were floating with him, carrying him, sailing across the sky. His body was supported on the points of her tits while the rock-hard column of flesh between his legs kept jabbing into her belly and thighs. She couldn't stop herself from opening her mouth wide and sucking his tongue deeper inside. Her legs flew apart as he settled between them.
"Still feeling funny, honey?" he asked, tearing his mouth away from hers.
"Yes, oh yes!" she panted, running her arms over his neck and chest.
"Where?" he demanded, pulling his weight off her. "Is it all over or just one place in particular? Tell me. Tell me where you've got that feeling, honey!"
"Down there, way down, inside me!" she replied, ashamed, not knowing what to call the thing between her legs.
"Right here, baby? Is this the place?" he asked as his hand reached between her legs and cupped her tender pussy tightly.
"Oh, yes, there, there, all over, inside!" she moaned.
"That's your pussy, baby. Your sweet little pussy. Say it, say pussy!" he demanded.
"Ohhhh!" she moaned as his fingers worked greedily over the plump sensitive lips.
"Pussy! Say it. Say pussy, pussy, pussy!" he demanded, squeezing it tightly.
Nancy heard him but didn't want to say the word. She tried to push his hand away but his grip was too tight. He was milking the lips, working their slippery edges together. Creamy foam started dripping from between them. As she tried to get his hand off she heard the sound of her zipper.
"No!" she gasped, bucking frantically against his weight. He had her pinned down so she couldn't move. With an expert touch he got her zipper down and the button at the top undone.
Nancy felt his strong hard fingers reaching inside her shorts, slipping under her panties. She pushed her ass deep into the sofa to keep her shorts on. There was an experimental tug. The shorts held firm. She felt her uncle's fingers curl into a fist and then pull down quickly. Her shorts and panties ripped open. Her twat was naked! Then his hands worked between her legs and cupped it again.
"Pussy," he whispered, massaging it with sure, tight strokes.
Nancy felt her ass push up to the beautiful squeezing sensation between her legs. She spread open, moaning under her breath. She was on fire, running with hot lava, bursting with slippery juice!
"That's your pussy, baby! Your sweet, hot pussy!" she heard her Uncle Jim repeat. "That hot, juicy snatch is all mine. I'm gonna show you what to do with it! That's good pussy, sweet pussy, and hot pussy! Say it! Say pussy! Say it!" he demanded again before shoving his tongue down her throat again.
Nancy felt him rub her pussy lips together. As the delicate flesh was rubbed and heated she began to kiss her uncle back. Her hands flew around his neck, pulling his mouth tighter onto hers. Their tongues licked around each other as spit bubbled out of their mouths and ran down her chin.
"PUSSY!" she heard the deep, masculine voice insisting in her ear, just as she felt a finger slide inside her tight hole.
"Oh! Pussy!" she gasped, "Pussy, pussy, pussy, pussy!" she repeated over and over as she felt his finger slide in deeper and deeper.
"That's better," her uncle said, sliding his finger out and moving his hand up her bare belly. "Now that you know what to call it, I'm gonna show you something else. Up here, up high, right under my hand," he whispered as he pushed under her blouse and latched onto one tight-tipped mound. "Does that feel funny too, honey-baby?"
"Funny!" she moaned. "Hurts, tight, too tight!"
"Too tight, baby? Let Uncle Jim fix that!" He grabbed the cups of her bra in both hands and ripped them apart.
Nancy sat up in at the sound of her clothing being ripped away.
"Titties, honey. Big, hard-tipped titties!" she heard her uncle whisper as he bent his head forward.
"Ohhhh!" Nancy moaned in ecstasy as she felt his mouth engulf one tender red-tipped mound. His teeth bit into the young flesh gently, his tongue lashing over the hard hurting tip. "Ohhh, good, soo good!" she moaned, pulling his head tighter onto her breasts.
He laved her tits with spit, bathing the tense, sore tips until they were throbbing with pleasure. Using his mouth and his hands he worked over her milky white flesh until she had lost breath and was hanging onto him. "Titty!" he whispered into her ear. "Say it, learn it, say titty!"
"Titty, ohhhh, titty, my titty, my titties, mine, mine, mine!" she sobbed.
"That's right, honey. Titties. Titties and pussy. That's where you were feeling funny, wasn't it?"
"Funny, tight, hot good, hun!" Nancy moaned as she felt his hands and his mouth roaming over her half-naked body.
"You got me feeling funny too, baby," he growled, "just like you feel – tight, hot, down between my legs. Feel me. Feel what you do to me, honey!" he demanded, taking her hand and sliding it down his body until Nancy's fingers brushed the rock-hard length of his peter.
"No, no!" she gasped, trying to draw her hand away.
"Grab it, feel it, touch it, and honey!" he demanded, one hand forcing hers down onto his cock, the other one working over her pussy again.
As Nancy felt his fingers pressing inside her cunt, she reached for the thick, hard column between his legs. It was the first time she had felt a peter. The hardness and the throbbing scared her until he wiggled his fingers in her twat. Then she grabbed it and squeezed it tight.
"Good, baby, good, good!" Uncle Jim moaned as he shoved his hips forward, pushing his peter into the palm of her hand. "Feel my dick. That's what you've got, my dick, toy peter, my cock! Feel how hard and hot it is. Rub it for me, honey, slide your hands inside my pants and rub it for me."
Nancy fumbled with the snap on his tight pants. It wouldn't come undone. He quickly tugged his pants until they flew open. The long cock between his legs popped out, thick and hard. Nancy could feel the fleshy thick head as it throbbed into her hand. It was slippery with wetness just like her pussy hot. It was so hot it almost burned her fingers, so big she was afraid of it, so long she couldn't measure it with one hand.
"Say it, call that my dick!"
"Dick!" Nancy whispered in his ear.
"Cock!" ho demanded.
"Cock, cock, cock!" the excited Nancy repeated over and over.
"Peter, hard peter!" her uncle whispered as he began to work his pants down over his ass.
"Peter, cock, dick!" Nancy repeated, fascinated with the words and the feel of his hard tool in her palm.
"Now the other words! Pussy and titties!" he demanded.
"Pussy, titties," she repeated.
"Now say it all together," he demanded as he pulled his pants all the way off.
Nancy could feel his hairy, muscular legs pushing between hem. As he pushed her apart she seized his dick and pushed the spongy head down toward her pussy. "Dick, peter, cock, pussy, titties!" she moaned, bunching up toward the body poised over her.
"That's a good girl," her uncle breathed in her ear. "You're learning fast. I'm gonna show you a lot more too, honey. We've got all night. Just us. Mane in this dark house. Nobody but, us, naked, pussy and dick naked!"
Nancy kept her hands on his peter as she waited for him to show her what to do next. Her body ached for his touch, for his hands, his legs, his weight, and his dick. She knew what she wanted. His long cock going inside her! It was so big it scared her but she knew it had to go there. She was ready for it. Hot for it, slippery for it.
"You've never done this before?" he asked.
"Nooo!" she moaned, feeling his naked body hover over hers.
"That's good, baby, good for us both. Uncle Jim is gonna eat your cherry! He's gonna take your sweet cherry in his mouth and suck it 'til it pops!"
Nancy didn't know what he meant until he suddenly pushed himself down between her legs. When she felt his hot, rough tongue licking over the fleshy lips of her cunt she understood. It frightened her. To have a man putting his mouth on her thing like that! To have him lick his tongue up between the budding lips of her pussy. Then, as she felt the licking organ slide inside she exploded. She found herself shoving up to him, pushing her pussy into his mouth!
Jim pushed his tongue between the tight line into the slippery channel of her virgin cunt. As Nancy exploded he shoved up higher until his nose was pushing into her cunt. His tongue scraped around the narrow, tender, hot passage, sopping up her pussy juice, licking her raw, sucking her cherry until it almost pulled loose. As he worked her over, Jim pulled her legs apart with his hands until she was spread wide open for him. His fingers held her wide open while his thumbs worked over her tight little sphincter. As his niece gasped and moaned and twisted under him he pushed the tip of his thumb up her ass! Her sphincter grabbed it, squeezing tight. At the same time, the muscles of her cunt snapped shut on his tongue, trapping it deep inside her. Jim moved his head around, licking and snarling as he ate her.
"You want me to?" he demanded in a hoarse voice.
"What, what, what, what?" she begged, not knowing what he was talking about.
"Shave my dick in your pussy!" he said, pushing into position between her legs. His knees were pushed up against the crack of her ass and his dick head was pushed down against the swollen lips of her cunt.
"Yes, ooh, yes, yes, yes!" Nancy begged as she felt his cockhead working into her cunt.
"Say it!" he demanded, pushing in a little further.
"Shove your dick in my pussy, please, please, please!" she begged, on fire to feel him up inside her.
Uncle Jim pushed forward with his hairy ass. His thick cockhead worked inside. They slipped together good. As the head slid in, Nancy's pussy lips closed over it, trapping it! His big long shaft was outside, waiting to shove into the velvety pink depths of her begging body.
"Fucking! That's what we're doing, baby, fucking! Say it! Say fucking to your uncle!" he hoarsely commanded.
"No!" Nancy moaned, unable to say the word. It sounded new and wonderful but she couldn't say it, she couldn't ask him to fuck her.
Uncle Jim twisted his body around so she could feel his dick working. The spongy head reamed out the tight pink passage, pushing further and further into her body. His cock shaft disappeared inch by thick inch. He didn't go deep, just enough.
"Ooh!" she begged as she felt her pussy being stretched wide open to take the massive cock. "Dick, peter, cock!" she repeated the words over and over again, begging for his meat. He gave it to her, rotating along the clean tight channel of her virgin cunt.
"Fucking!" Uncle Jim demanded again. His hands grasped her taut breasts. The red blossoms on the ends throbbed as his thumbs and forefingers rubbed them into a state of near explosion. He had her caught with his hands, his legs, his dick. She was under him, getting fucked, and she loved it!
"Fucking!" he said again, looking down at her writhing, naked form. "Fucking, fucking in your pussy! My dick in your hot pussy, my peter in your cunt, my hands on your tits, fucking, fucking, fucking, fucking!"
Nancy felt the pressure in her cunt become more intense as Uncle Jim shoved in deeper. There were only two inches of cock inside her and six outside waiting to go. She wanted it all sliding inside! She wanted Uncle Jim rolling down on top of her, squeezing her, pushing her down, holding her under him while he pushed his rod up inside her begging body. She reached up to pull his heaving chest down on her titties.
"Fucking!" he demanded, waiting to hear her beg for it.
"Uncle Jim," she gasped, "my pussy, my pussy, please, fuck, fuck, fuck!"
"You want my dick, baby?" he asked, pushing in deeper.
"Yes, oh yes, yes, yes!" she moaned as she felt it sliding in.
"Take it, baby!" he demanded, bearing down hard. His rod pushed through the tight, slippery passage, his cockhead cooking in the hot oil of her clutching cunt. As it pushed aside the virgin tissue, his shaft was grabbed by the sensitive, velvety pussy walls. He felt his cock run into something firm. He wasn't at the bottom. He still had a lot of shaft to shove. He had to get it in. He pushed forward and down. The obstruction held against his cockhead. His weight came forward slowly, forcing his peter in.
"Noooo!" Nancy moaned as she felt the pain suddenly hit her.
"It's your cherry, baby," he explained, "I've got to bust it."
"Uncle Jim, stop, please stop, hurting, hurting, hurting!" she moaned as she felt him forcing his rod deeper into her hole. The pain was fighting with the pleasure and it was a draw. She wanted his cock, needed his fucking, was hot for his body, but there was too much pain from her cherry. She had to stop, had to, had to, had to!
"Hold still!" he demanded, roughly grabbing her by the shoulders and holding her down. His weight came forward again as he hunched into the tight velvet recesses of her body. His cockhead was pushing hard against the obstacle. His shaft was taking all his weight as he bore down on her.
"Noooo!" came the cry again as Nancy tossed and twisted his gasp, trying to break away from the pole that was tearing her pussy apart.
"Now!" he demanded, lunging down. His peter broke through in one swift stab and his massive, engorged cock plunged into the depths of her body. His cock was sore from busting her cherry but he kept shaving. Finally, he had every inch of peter rammed into her hot cunt. His body ground down into hem. He lay down on her titties, his breath coming in gasps, sweat pouring off his chest.
"Nancy?" he grunted. There was no reply. "Baby, I had to do it." Still no reply. "Nancy, can you hear me?" he panted into her ear. Then he realized that her arms were lying limply at her sides. She was unconscious. He looked at her limp form and quickly slipped one hand under her left breast. Her heart was beating strong and fast, pounding against his palm. She was all right, just passed out. "I'll fix it for you, honey," he whispered in her ear. While she lay there silent, uncomprehending, he pulled his peter out. Quickly he got up and strode toward the bathroom. His engorged dick swung in front of him like a puppet on a string. With each step he took it jounced up and down until he felt like it was going to break off. In the bathroom he snapped on the light and rummaged in the medicine cabinet until he found a jar of cold cream. Taking it, he went back to the dark living room. Nancy was still unconscious. He straightened out her limp body, spread her legs and kneeled at her side. Taking a big gob of cold cream, he began to rub it into the lips of her pussy. She was so hot it melted into streams of grease almost immediately. He worked over the lips first, running his fingers through the fine, silky growth of hair that curled over them. He squeezed the lips open and stuck a big gob inside. Holding her cunt shut, he waited. In a few seconds Nancy began to stir.
"Take it easy, honey!" he warned as she came to. "Nothing to worry about. Uncle Jim is fixing everything up."
"What happened?" she asked in a voice about to crack. She was scared to death.
"Nothing, baby," he replied, pushing her down as she tried to sit up. "I had to bust your cherry, that's all. You got a little pain out of it and passed out. Nothing to be scared of. I've got you fixed up already, feel?" He began to massage her pussy gently, keeping the lips tightly together.
Nancy could feel hot streams of soothing cream melting their way inside her bruised, torn pussy. They crept deep, past her busted cherry, soothing the pain, heading for the center of her body. They felt hot and good, easing the little throbbing she felt from inside. She relaxed under the steady massaging of Uncle Jim's hand on her pussy lips. She was beginning to want him in her again!
"Will it hurt again?" she asked.
"No, baby, never again. From now on out it's good fucking!" he whispered. "Just put some cream on my peter for me and I'll show you what real fucking is about!"
"I'm scared to," she said, throwing her arms around his neck again. "Oh, Uncle Jim, I'm scared to!"
"Take it easy, honey. Just do what I tell you and you'll want it so bad you won't be scared any longer. Here, take this." He pushed the jar of cold cream into her hands. "Now, take a lot of it in your hand and slide it dawn to my dick."
Nancy dipped her fingers deep into the jar, filling them with cream. Then she let her hand be guided by her uncle until it was on his peter. The throbbing hardness sent hot flashes through her body. She remembered how good it felt to have it in her pussy. The fire for it began to grow hot again. Her fingers couldn't circle it, it was so thick, so big, so long! She stroked it gently, working the cream into its taut surface. Her fingers explored the flared head, rippled over the ring separating it from the shaft, and slid halfway down.
"Keep going, honey," her uncle instructed, spreading his legs wide so his balls dangled between them like weights.
Nancy worked her way on down to the thick base of his cock. When she got to the hairy groin she stopped.
"Feel between my legs, honey," he whispered.
Nancy let her hand creep past the stiff base. She felt the limp, soft sac and knew that whatever was inside should be held very carefully. Gently, softly, with a woman's touch and curiosity, she cupped his balls in her palm.
"Good, baby," Uncle Jim panted, "that's the way to feel a man's balls. That's what you got, balls, cocks, gonads. You got to hold them easy. Rut some more grease into them and then work back up my dick. It feels better at the top!"
Nancy played with his delicate balls for a while and then worked back onto the stalk of his cock again. The hardness thrilled her. She couldn't think how all that meat had been shoved into her little, tight pussy.
"Did all that go in me?" she asked.
"Every hard inch, baby, and it's gonna go in you again," Jim promised as he pushed her back down on the sofa and got on top.
"Noooo, don't, please don't, it'll hurt again," she begged.
"You do like I tell you and it'll feel good," her uncle insisted as he pulled her knees apart and crawled up tight against her body. "Spread your legs and push my dick down to your pussy hole." Nancy shivered at his touch but did as she was told. She knew that if she didn't he would push it in anyway. Uncle Jim wasn't going to let her go until he had fucked her good. She felt his slippery cockhead moving in her hand as she pushed it down toward the lips of her pussy. As it got to the outside and brushed against the silky flesh, her uncle pushed forward so the thick head was working its way between her cream-covered lips. Nancy could feel it gliding inside her again.
"Ohhhhh, it's good!" she moaned, dropping her hand. Her legs spread wide apart so the throbbing cock could slide deeper inside her. All the cold cream her uncle had packed into her pussy had melted so there was bubbly hot juice filling her tight, sore little pussy. She could feel the turgid, pushing pole of peter gliding into her until it came to the sore spot where her cherry had been. She tensed up but then relaxed again as he pushed past it and kept right on going.
"Gonna fuck you now, honey. Gonna give it to you good now, baby!" he whispered as he shoved deeper into her body. His iron rod was going in like a hot poker through a tub of lard, burning a tight passage into the slippery stuff surrounding it. His hips worked down, shoving his cock like a piston. Finally he had every inch crammed into her cunt. He was lying on top of her body, feeling her cunt clutch around his cock. His cockhead throbbed far up in her body.
"Ooohhhhh!" Nancy groaned as she felt his weight come to rest on her cunt. His hairy hardness rubbed over her body until every nerve end was singing. She spread her legs as wide as she could, asking for more cock.
"Good, baby?" she beard Uncle Jim asking.
"Soooo good!" she moaned. "So good to have it in me, fucking, fucking, fucking!"
"Feel it now, honey!" he said, sliding his pole out of her hale, pausing on the upstroke and then shoving it down hard and fast.
Nancy felt the rushing of his cock as it ripped through her tight cunt. Before she knew it he was hammering against her cunt. This time he didn't stop but kept going, slamming down harder and faster, his weight shaking her as he hunched his way into her body over and over. She was grunting with the force of his shoves; her pussy was being stretched wide open by the working of his strokes; his dick was swelling wider and wider, stretching her open until she felt like she was going to come apart.
"Ooooooohhhhh!" she moaned as a flash of fire raced through her body toward the powder keg of her cunt. She felt her legs swing up to circle her uncle's back. Her arms flew around his neck trying to pull him deeper. Her ass was grinding up to meet him, her whole body clutching him as he fucked her.
"Getting it, baby? Getting your first one? Get it, honey, cut loose, let it fly, cum with me, baby, shoot, shoot, shoot!" Uncle Jim shouted as he worked his thick-muscled hips like pile drivers.
Nancy didn't know what he was talking about but she could feel what, he meant. Somewhere inside her body an explosion was building up. It was all through her cunt, deep down inside her hole, spreading through to her ass. Her body tightened up into pre-orgasm tenseness, her muscles clenching around his striving peter. She was ready for the big shot, ready for the first one, the big end to her virginity!
"Get it, honey, fuck it out!" Uncle Jim moaned as he increased his thrusts and his hunching until his cock was burning with friction. His balls began to tighten up in their sac, his ass began to get hard, and his cock began to throb. The thick tube running through his dick was getting ready to take the jism out of his balls and blast it into her waiting body.
"Ohhhh, more, more, more!" Nancy pleaded as she felt his cock throbbing inside her. Her cunt walls tightened around it. As the trembling began to shake its thick length she felt her cunt trembling and clutching. She felt hot jets of something sticky, rich, creamy and scalding hot burst out into her cunt. It burned into her so she lost all control, arched her body up under his crushing weight and cut loose with her orgasm. Nancy didn't know where the cream came from that was getting into her body, from her or him or both at them, but she knew what it felt like. It felt like the world was inside her pussy and was exploding. Her cunt walls spasmed as her pussy clutched around his dick, holding the squirming, shooting hunk of meat deep inside.
"Cum, cum, cum, cum," Uncle Jim repeated over and over as his balls lost their load inside her. He pushed his body down hard and held it there, sealing them together with the glue that spurted out of the head of his dick.
"Cuuummmmm!" Nancy faintly heard her own voice shouting before she passed out for the second time that night.