The Chrysler moved swiftly along the coast road. Josie could see the reflection of the dash lights in her uncle's eyes. He seemed quiet, thoughtful. But then he had plenty to think about. After she'd blabbed all that stuff about Ronnie taking pictures of Aunt Roslyn doing simply unutterable things to Kendall out there in the guest house. And yet Uncle Evan hadn't been as upset about it as she'd thought he would be.
Josie could see the moonlight on the ocean. For the first time since Evan had left his office with her she realized they weren't heading back home.
"I'm sorry for disturbing you at your work," she said. "I know you've got lots of important things on your mind."
"Nothing is more important than your problems baby." He reached across to pat her hand. "It sounds like you've been in the middle of a madhouse."
Yes, Josie thought. And her uncle was part of that madhouse. But she hadn't, admitted that her sister had confessed to the affair she'd been having with him. Unless Ronnie had made the whole thing up. Yes, that might have been it after all, Josie thought. It was hard to believe that Uncle Evan would actually seduce his own niece. For a moment she almost got the nerve up to ask him about Ronnie. But she couldn't quite get it out.
"Where are we going, Uncle Evan?"
"I think it would disturb you too much to go back to the house tonight," he said. "I've got a nice little place out, on the ocean. You'll be more comfortable there. Until I have time to iron some of this crap out with Roslyn."
Josie watched her uncle drive. She'd found him working late at the office in a pair of old jeans and a t-shirt and tennis shoes. He seemed younger to her tonight, almost like a boy her own age. But that was a ridiculous thought. For one thing, Uncle Evan had a muscled, mature body. His chest was hairy. And when he looked at her there was a different caste to his eyes. Josie squirmed on the seat. She had felt tingly and strange ever since her cousin had grabbed her in the basement. She hadn't been able to get certain things out of her mind the past week. Like the way he assaulted her the night she'd been watching television. Her tight little ass still glowed from the memory of having been penetrated a little. At odd times of the night and day her pussy would get juicy and hot.
"I don't have any of my things," she said, breaking the silence. "Just what I've got on."
"You won't even need a dress out here," Evan said, looking at her across the darkened car. "It's a very private place."
Josie didn't say anything more until they'd pulled down the dirt road and Uncle Evan had opened the gate. She pulled the car through for him and watched him lock up behind. A tremor ran through her belly. She felt so odd. Like she'd been spirited away to some exotic prison. When her uncle got back in the car she turned to him.
"Are you sure it's okay for me to stay here alone?" she asked in a scared voice. "I get frightened sometimes…"
"You won't be alone," Evan said, squeezing her hand again. "I'll be here." He drove on down to park in front of the beach house. Josie could hardly stand up when he opened her door. She felt like a scared animal. What would make her sense danger like that? Were her instincts trying to tell her something?
Evan slipped an arm under her body and half carried her to the house.
"You're light as a feather," he said, caressing her blond head with his finger.
"I… I'm so mixed up, Uncle Evan. All these awful things that have been happening." She just had to ask him about Ronnie. It had become a burning thorn in her side. Had Evan really taken her older sister as a lover? It made her dizzy with fear to even consider it. For now she was alone with her uncle as well. And his fingers felt so strong and warm under her breast.
He took her inside and made her sit by the window while he fixed a drink for them. The moonlight illuminated the room with a soft, blue glow. She wished her uncle would turn on the lights though. Josie took the drink he offered and sipped it without asking what it was. It had a pleasant, fruity taste and she swallowed more.
"Gosh I sure feel tense," she admitted.
"You have every right to be," Evan said. He put his hand on her shoulder and left it there. Josie knew she had to ask that damned question or cut out her tongue.
"Uncle Evan… I…" She swallowed more of her drink. It spread a warm energy through her belly and she cleared her throat and started again. "It's about Ronnie. She told me something that disturbed me. It was about the two of you." Josie felt her ears burn. "I hate to even say anything. What she told me was that you and she had…"
"Made love together?" Evan said, smiling easily. Josie nodded and drank more from her glass. "Ronnie wanted me to take her to bed but of course I refused."
"Because she was your niece," Josie blurted, smiling with relief that she'd been wrong.
"No, because Ronnie wasn't the niece I really wanted to take ta bed."
"She w-w-wasn't?" Josie squeaked, her voice breaking on the last syllable. She could hear the ice rattling in her glass. She used both hands to steady the drink. She thought of getting up but her legs wouldn't work. And her pussy was throbbing in such a strange way.
"No." He took her drink and set it aside. Then he brought one of her thin, white hands up to his mouth and kissed the palm until she whimpered. Evan pushed his fingers through his curly hair. "You're the one I really want. I want to kiss your white skin, feel your hard little tits against my chest. I want to let you feel my…"
"Ohhh God nooo!" Josie cried, lurching forward in the chair. She was as weak as a kitten. Her uncle slipped his arms under her legs and shoulders and carried her to the middle of the deep carpet. He made her lie down on her back as he began to unbutton the front of her dress.
"I'm a virgin," she squealed, resisting.
"I hoped you were. But it wouldn't have mattered really." He uncovered one of her young, firm breasts. She caught at his face as he lowered his mouth around it. But then his tongue made her forget to fight. She strangled on a scream. Her nipple was being sucked forcefully between his teeth. His tongue roughed the sensitive nub of pink flesh.
Josie's slender body whipped against the rug.
She couldn't control herself. The friction against her breast was so wet and hot and rubby. And her uncle's hands were moving her dress down, down. Now she could feel his hot palm against her belly. He patted her like a frightened animal as his spit leaked down the side of her chest.
"You sweet girl," Evan breathed, hugging her.
"Ohhh Evan, don't undress me! Please don't undress me!"
But his fingers peeled the sheer material down over her hips now. He yanked it off her legs and the sensation of having nothing but her panties on made Josie roll onto her belly and try to squirm away. Her uncle let her crawl halfway across the room on her hands and knees before he grabbed the elastic of her pink panties and yanked them down to expose her bouncing white ass. She gave a cry as he pushed his mouth against one cheek and bit down.
"Uhhh! Uncle Evan! Ohhhh stop that! Ohhhh this is awful!" He pushed her down as he licked her spotless crack. The feel of his tongue going between the pump halves of her bottom made her shiver. She didn't know whether to be shocked or angry. She was too excited to be either.
It was like some strange dream. This beach house. Her and her uncle alone here. He kissed his way up to the small of her back. He began to nibble at her back.
"You must take a bath three times a day," he whispered. "You're like Snow White."
"Uncle Evan, this isn't right. What you're doing to me…"
"It may not be right but it sure is fun." He rolled her over and grabbed her panties again. They were tanged around her thighs and as he peeled the nylon crotch band from her pussy it came away wetly. The cool air on her pubes made her shiver.
"I don't want you to make love to me!" She grabbed his head and tried to push his face up but he was licking her thighs with slow, titillating slurps. He had her panties down around her knees now. She struggled again to get up. He pushed her down on her back and yanked her panties off. She watched him nuzzle them hungrily, smelling her smell, licking her juices. Then he gazed down at her long-legged nakedness. She had her thighs pressed as tightly as she could and hid her seeping crevice with both hands.
"Every boy has a dream like this," he told her. "And like most boys, mine didn't come true. I never met my virgin. My blond virgin." He licked his lips. "Until now. Now it will come true."
"Uncle Evan, you're drunk. You don't know what you're saying."
"I know exactly what I'm saying." He started kissing her belly. She couldn't do anything but let him. And the sensations were tingling up and down her body. She was aware of his hot breath, of his hungry fingers. He seemed so tan and masculine against her white helplessness. He was burrowing down between her thighs now but she kept them clamped together. Then his tongue flashed out against her fingers. She had them curled tightly under her mound. His tongue went in and out between her knuckles, looking for a chink in the armor.
"Nooo!"
"Yesss, baby, yes!" He was pushing his tongue between her little finger and the one next to it. Even that wet friction was tearing her up. Josie had never suspected that the places between her fingers could be so sensitive. She writhed on her back on the rug as her uncle pushed harder. His tongue was slipping in between her knuckles now. Deeper. Deeper and wetter and hotter.
"Uncle Evan… don't lick my cunt! Ohhhh I'm begging you not to."
"You want me to! It'll feel so good, darling. Just relax and let me lick it."
"Whhhhhaaaa!" she babbled, her ass squirming as he pushed through her clutching fingers and up against the hot, tumid membranes. She felt him take her wrists now and gently but firmly pull them apart. Her cunt was exposed, completely vulnerable to his mouth now. The moonlight streamed across her body. She trembled, drawing her knees up a little as Evan licked slowly along the length of her virgin crevice. He started at the bottom again and repeated the sensual movement of his tongue. Her ass muscles were tense and hard as a rubber ball. But he was forcing her legs apart, wiggling his body between them as he gingerly ate at her pink insides.
"Huuuhhhnnn!" she whimpered. She felt so naked, so helpless on the rug. Her Uncle Evan was a strong, willful man. He wanted to fuck her. He would fuck her. "Noooo!"
"You're wonderful to eat, little darling," he breathed, licking her swollen vulva like he wanted to chew it up and swallow it. Josie could feel how she'd become plump and hot down there. She felt all pumped up with blood and her nerves seemed especially close to the surface. She could feel everything Evan was doing to her. And when he pressed the tip of his tongue against the little slit in her hymen she felt that too.
"God noooo!"
"It'll only hurt a little," he soothed.
"Oh no! Noooo!" But he grasped her ass firmly with both hands and reinserted his tongue. She was writhing, kicking her heels against the floor. She even beat against his head with her small fists. But her uncle stabbed his tongue up suddenly and she felt a stinging pain. She froze, her head thrown back, her body arched sharply up from the floor. Only her ass touched the rug now as she jerked with fear. Something terribly weird had happened to her. And she could still feel it happening. Her Uncle Evan's tongue was being pushed into her pussy!
"Nhuuuuhh!" Yes, it was going in. She could feel it like a small cock, or like the douche wand she'd used on herself. But it was thicker and rougher and hatter! It rubbed back and forth, back and forth. The sensitive surfaces near the edge of her pussyhole tingled with pleasure. Yet she could still feel the sting of being ruptured.
"Ohhhh, you're killing me!"
Evan fucked her with his tongue until her muscles shivered and relaxed. She knew by how deep he was going that she was no longer a virgin. She'd never been fucked with a real human cock, but she was no longer pure. Her blond hair tangled across her face as she tossed. Her slender thighs tensed as Evan tongued her as deeply as he could reach. The rough lick against her inner velvety insides made her clutch at his head again.
He pushed her heels up against her ass as he continued to bathe the underside of her pussy with hot spit. She felt more vulnerable than ever. But she couldn't fight him now. The bewitching sensations that flooded her senses were like some drug. She couldn't get enough. She knew it was wrong to writhe there under her uncle's mouth. But God it felt lovely!
He stopped kissing her long enough to gaze into her sex-dazed eyes. She could see the blood on his lips. Her blood.
"Ohhhh, what have you done to me?"
"You'll be a woman when I'm through," he said softly. Uncle Evan reached for her firm, white breasts. She went all weak inside when his palms grazed the nipples. Why did she love him to touch her like that? Why were her tits so tender?
She was pulled up into a sitting position. She and her uncle sat crosslegged facing each other. She could see the heavy jut of his prick. It looked so huge that at first she wanted to run. But he made her curl her fingers around it, touch it everywhere.
"You've got to be ready," he told her. "I don't want any fear to ruin this first time for you. That's the mistake most men make when they have their first virgin." He brushed the hair back from her ears and gave her a loving look. "I hope I can be better."
Her breasts heaved up and down as she squeezed the throbbing thing that he wanted to ram into her young, soft body. Her uncle's tongue had felt big enough. How would she ever be able to take this?
"Kiss me down there," Evan said. He didn't sound mean but his voice had a commanding edge to it. Josie knew that she'd have to do what he wanted. She held his cock with both hands now and got on her knees. The moonlight illuminated the tight cover of his foreskin. But he was so erect that a tiny patch of blue glans peeked through the opening at the tip. She could see how slick he was. She held a deep breath, put her dry lips against the side of his white shaft and pulled back.
"No, you're still afraid of it. You have to be completely free of fear."
"I'll be scared of this thing until the day I die," she cried, trembling.
"Maybe so, but I want you to try again." He moved his hips, fucking his cock up into the tight grasp of her fingers. Josie watched the foreskin slip back from the glans a little. "Kiss me there. Where it's slick."
"Ohhhh no!"
"Do it, Josie."
She leaned down again. She could smell the musky maleness of his prick, it wasn't a bad smell. It even made her a little excited to be that close to what a man was really all about. But that swollen, tumid knob that her fingers were uncovering! It looked like something from outer space.
"Kiss me there, Josie!"
She took another breath and licked her lips. Her heart thudded in her chest. Her nipples were sticking out from her small tits and her belly heaved with anticipation. Then she steeled her nerves and lowered her soft mouth down against the exposed part of her uncle's cocktip. He grabbed the back of her head and forced her down harder. She moaned a protest through her nose as her lips forced his foreskin back along the shaft. She felt the flared crown slide between her teeth and deeper. Then she gagged as it went to the edge of her throat.
"Mmmmmmm!" she groaned, her tongue flicking nervously along the underside of the huge shape. Evan grunted with pleasure and began to move her head up and down, his fingers controlling her completely. She couldn't escape, couldn't jerk away. He pumped her mouth aver his rigid prick until the saliva began to leak from the corners of her lips. The taste of it, the feverish rub of it made her dizzy! She couldn't stop her tongue either. It danced and fluttered against the plump lobes at the underside of the glans.
"Huuuuhhnn!"
"Yeah, baby, suck me! Suck me hard!"
Her cheeks pulled in against the sliding shaft.
She kept frying to push it out of her mouth. But the pressure of her tongue only made her uncle get crazier. He was rolling over onto his side now, taking her with him. Her fingers clutched frantically at the place where his cock penetrated between her lips. She grabbed his balls but was afraid to really hurt them. Instead she squeezed each one in helpless fear.
Evan held her head between his big hands, pumping his cock slowly now. It went into her throat each time and, when she bucked, he pulled it back before her strangling convulsions grew too frantic.
Then he stopped moving completely. The breath whistled from her nose as she tried to pull herself together. That throbbing monster of a cock lay quietly in her mouth as her tongue slowly washed over it. She caught her breath. Her mind quieted somewhat. Now her tongue moved even slower, touching him here, exploring a place there. She could feel all the veins. She traced the flared part and realized that Uncle Evan reacted more to this than anything else. But those two little bumps at the tip were the most sensitive. She was almost afraid to rub them much at all. With surprise, Josie realized that she wasn't so afraid of him now. His cock still took up too much room in her mouth. But she could stand it without completely freaking out.
"You look so beautiful with my prick sticking in your mouth like that," Evan said, touching her chin, touching the place on her cheek where his glans made the skin bulge out. Josie looked up at him with her big, blue eyes. There was a patina of perspiration on her forehead and upper lip. Very, very slowly he eased his cock back. Finally only the head of it rested on her lower lip. Josie didn't know why she did it, but something made her purse her mouth around that feverish tip and give it a slick, sucking kiss. God, it was a beautiful thing! All pumped up and purple like that! But her fear returned when she thought of it sliding up into her young, tight pussy.
When her uncle got up and went to a table, Josie was aware of the glowing tickle between her thighs. Her pussy throbbed like it did sometimes after a douche. She was so dizzy with excitement that she couldn't keep her hands off it. She pushed her long fingers down her belly and let one curl up under her mound. Her eyes fluttered closed. She couldn't think straight any more. She felt with fascination at the wound her uncle's tongue had created. It was ragged and tender but she could feel inside herself easily now. Something she'd never really done before. She put two fingers together and moved deeper.
"Ohhhhh!" she sighed, finger-fucking herself. She was still sitting crosslegged facing the big windows. The moon made her skin seem like alabaster. Then she was aware of her uncle's eyes.
"I hope I can remember that for the rest of my life," he said.
Self consciously she jerked her finger out of her pussy. There was a smear of blood across her knuckles.
"Ohhhh Uncle Evan, what's happening to me? I feel dizzy and weak. I wish I was home in my own bed."
"No you don't. You know you want to change all that." He crouched down beside her. She saw the leather thongs dangling from his hand. "I'm going to restrain you a little. This is so you won't panic and hurt yourself."
"Oh God! Ohhh God nooo!" She tried to get up. Her uncle hugged her around the waist, dragging her down again. He quickly wrapped a thong around each one separately and tied each of those thongs around the corresponding thigh. She was on her back, heels drawn up tightly against her buttocks and bound there. She pressed her knees together but knew that she was helpless to resist. Evan had only to part them again and push his cock into her body.
"Ohhhh, I'm so scared!"
He caught her hands then and wrapped more leather around her wrists. He pulled them up above her head and pinned them easily with one hand. That gave him the other one to guide his cock against her stretched, pink cunt.
She bobbed her ass frantically as he lowered himself between her bound limbs.
"Uncle Evan! No! Stop now! I really don't want to! It's too much to ask of me!"
"I'm not asking. I'm taking. That's how you want it too!"
"Noooo!" But his glans was touching her now. She could feel the heat of it as it pressed into her dripping crevice, slipped down along her clit. Though she was scared breathless, her body responded with fury as the smooth, glistening glans was rubbed back and forth against the pink nubbin.
"Whhuuuuh! Nhhhhuuuh! Ohhhh Uncle Evan… ohhh stop!"
To Josie's surprise, he did stop. But the urgent hunger of her body surged more powerfully when the tantalizing friction disappeared. As her uncle held his cocktip against her pink pussy, she began to pump her ass. Her folds sucked at him. She worked her hips furiously, rubbing her clitoris back and forth against the tumid crowd of cockmeat.
"Oh God, you're a wild little kitten," Evan whispered, kissing her ear. "You act like a sexless until you feel a hot cock against your pussy, then you want to eat me up."
"Ohhh damn it! Damn you too!" She bit her tongue as she rolled her ass frantically, rubbing her clit all the harder. The fury of her passion was rising steadily now. She couldn't control herself at all. She wanted to be crushed down by her uncle's body. And when he took his cock away from her crevice, she cried and tried to pull him back.
He had his mouth against hers now. She let him kiss her deeply, let his tongue slide in and out between her lips. He was holding his cock against the fresh wound in her cherry. He was pushing forward slowly, very slowly. She could feel the super-slick surfaces melting together. Her body and her uncle's. It was an unheard of sin! But the sin was eating her alive and she wanted it more than she'd ever wanted anything.
"I'm going to fuck you now, little darling," he breathed. She stiffened her muscles against the leather thongs which held her legs back. Her arms quivered to be released. Her slender body writhed helplessly under his weight. Then she felt her belly suck in sharply with fear.
"Ohhhh, it's gonna hurt!" She tried to close her thighs but only squeezed against her uncle's body. The thongs were cutting her ankles. She never felt the pain. All she could think of was the ache where Uncle Evan's prick was stretching her young muscles wider. Her clit pounded against the edge of his glans.
Hooking his fingers over the tops of her shoulders, he held her tightly as he drove up and in. The movement wasn't brutal. But it was merciless and quick. So quick that Josie wondered if maybe he'd been merciful after all. The pain was sharp and solid against her pubes. She could feel the rest of her cherry going. A rivulet of blood spurted down her thigh.
"Yyyeeehhuuh!" she gasped, aware of her uncle's mouth against her ear. He nibbled her earlobe as he drove deep again and again. The tension of her body was unbelievable. She was straining every muscle. She was shaking with fear. But the glowing sensation that spread around her pussy was beginning to take hold. She threw her head back and forth and nipped at her uncle's shoulder. He smoothed blond hair out of her eyes and kissed her face and lips. Every time he moved another inch of hot, thick cock was driven up into her belly.
"Nhhuuh… so big! Ohhhhh Uncle Evan it's too big!"
"You're awful tight. But it fits, baby. It's going in."
"… tearing me up!" She tossed her hips around. When she tilted them from one side to the other she could feel the stiff shape of him up inside her. And now when he pulled back a little, he almost pulled her pussy out with his cock! She strained harder than ever at the thongs that held her wrists together. Her uncle still had them pinned above her head.
"Untie me! Please!"
He undid the knots quickly. She put her fingers down along their bodies. She was shaking, trying to think clearly. It was hard with that strange, tempting friction that seemed to control the whole underside of her body.
She touched the spot where she'd been penetrated and gave a shrill cry.
"There's blood everywhere!"
"You're okay."
"Ohhhh God, Uncle Evan, I'm really bleeding."
"It'll look wonderful on your white skin." He kissed her mouth hard. She touched the place where her cuntlips had been stretched around the thick shape of his cock and held them in front of her face. They were smeared with red.
But her uncle fucked inward again and she felt her slickness gushing out around him, making the penetration easier. She wiggled her ass backward on the rug. He drove her along it, humping his back for power. Then she knew that there were parts of her being touched that had never been touched before. Not even by the douche wand. Slick, soft surfaces that surrounded the mouth of her womb Evan's cock pushed against them, stretching her pussy out to fit his tip.
"Whhhuuuh!" she sighed, feeling a fresh storm of pleasure. He was fucking with a steady roll now, her clit pounding with the rhythm.
A knife flicked open and she heard her uncle sawing at the leather thongs on her ankles. They parted with a pop and she straightened her legs. A tingle of pleasure made her moan. Her pussy wasn't aching any more. Her cunt was an inferno of delicious shivers. She gasped and began to move against her uncle's in-and-out fucks.
"Put your arms around my neck," he told her. As she clung to him, he pushed himself into a squat and then rose slowly. She wrapped her legs around his waist, held up by the rigid staff of meat that skewered her thin, young body.
"Ohhhhhh God, God, God!" she babbled, her ass dancing and jerking. The barb in her belly supported her weight. And her weight was forcing her down even further on it. Uncle Evan slipped his hands under her firm ass to help hold her up.
"I don't want that thing to go right through you," he said, nuzzling her small ear again. She nuzzled back and then they were kissing, her tongue braver now. She lashed out with it, let him suck it between his teeth to chew.
He walked slowly around the room, Josie fucking herself on his cock. She could feel his hairy chest rubbing her naked breasts. She could feel the muscles in his stomach pressed against her soft feminine tummy. And she had never felt more like a woman. She knew that her uncle's cock was too big for her. She felt wonderfully stretched! And still a little frightened.
"Ohhhh God, Uncle Evan. You're really inside me! I mean, I can feel it right up against something! Ohhh, it scares me so!"
He took them over by a minor. Even in the moonlight she could clearly see his powerful body, his strong legs. And shed could see her slender female limbs clinging around him. At the spot where his cock was speared into her pussy, a red smear covered the delicate tissues. But she didn't seem to be bleeding too hard any more. She touched her asscheeks and let a finger trace down where his shaft disappeared between her pubes.
"Whhhhuuuuhhh! Ohhhh God! If I'd known this would happen!" Then she was rocking her hips again, hungry for more of the dazzling friction that made her gasp for breath. The tickling thrills built steadily now. She couldn't stop pumping her trim bottom. The heat against her clit was like a small inferno. The more she rubbed the hotter grew the tickle. Until it was no longer a tickle at all. It wasn't an itch either. But she had to go on scratching. She was losing her mind it teased her so much!
"Ohhhh… ohhhh Uncle Evan, I'm gonna come!"
Clinging to his neck with her thin white arms, Josie began to twitch convulsively, her ass bobbing and bucking. The soft suck of his cock sliding in and out of her was all she could hear. That and the pounding of her own heart. Then she let out a shuddering scream and spasms of pure pleasure jolted through her.
She almost fainted from the intensity of her climax. Her body arched backwards and she let go of her uncle's neck. He supported her with his hands as she threw her arms out and clawed the air. She was leaning out at almost a ninety-degree angle from his body. Her breasts quivered as the throes crashed through her. Her flat belly flattened even more as she fought to get enough air to stay conscious. And where her pussy clasped around her uncle's huge prick, the muscles began to contract, to milk at the invasion of male meat.
Evan turned around slowly as she jerked and trembled, her small pussy wringing his cock tightly. She was vaguely aware of a tension inside him. She could hear him gasping. His hands tightened on her asscheeks as she continued to swing out from his body in spasms of dazzling pleasure.
"Josie! Ohhhh Jesus… I can't come inside you!"
The words were clear enough but Josie couldn't seem to make any sense out of them. She knew what he meant but couldn't make her brain work to understand the real consequences of the situation. All she knew was that the cock inside her felt right! It felt completely right and wonderful and it was killing her with pleasure.
"Uncle Evan, I'm still coming! It just keeps on and on! Commmme!"
"Baby, stop! Don't keep twisting around like that…"
"Yuuuuuhhhh!" She clawed the air more fiercely than before. Her trim body flopped and shivered. He was trying to pull her up against him again. But stretching out like that made his cock press even harder against her insides. She was coming for the third time. And it was like a bullet of ecstasy ripping though her flesh. She pumped her hips furiously, the blood and juice dripping onto the rug as her uncle staggered across the room. Then he gave a sharp gasp and she felt something hot spurt deep inside her. She could even feel his cock expanding as each gush of cum shot up the tube and boiled into her body. He dropped to his knees on the rug and then forced her down on the floor again. Holding her wrists above her head he fucked her like a bull. The slap of his balls against her ass made Josie babble and drool. His thick cock plunged in and out until he had her squirming with the exquisite pleasure.
She caught his balk and squeezed them. A dribble of white sap leaked onto her hands as she touched him there. She was stuffed full of her uncle's cum! She was packed with the slimy stuff. And still she couldn't concentrate on the fact enough to worry. Everything else was too good. It was too, too good.
"Ohhhh Uncle Evan… I'm dying!"
He kissed her mouth, her chin, her neck. They were wiggling around against each other, enjoying the comfortable glow that followed the explosions. Then they were quiet, holding each other. Josie felt like a little girl again. She was starting to feel the hurt that had been done to her body. It was a wonderful hurt, but now she was a little frightened again.
Her uncle started to pull his cock out slowly. It felt like her insides were coming with it.
"Uhhhhhh, Uncle Evan! It hurts!"
He went to the bathroom and came back with a cold washrag. She shivered when he pressed it against her swollen, feverish mound. She could see the smears of blood on the insides of her thighs and on her tummy. As she trembled there, Evan wrapped a blanket around her shoulders.
"You'll be okay, baby. You'll be okay."
"We fucked, didn't we? You fucked me. And I'm your niece. If Roslyn ever found out…"
"Hey, calm down. Why should she find out?"
Josie was almost hysterical. "You fucked Ronnie too. I'll bet you like her better. She's sexier. She's got bigger tits."
"Pull yourself together, Josie. This is silly. You're a very beautiful, sexy chick. And I told you already that it was you I always wanted the most."
"Then we can get married?" She had said it to get her uncle's reaction. She got it.
"It's not so easy as that." He hugged her shoulders. "By the way, when was your last period?"
"I'm due to start tomorrow or the next day," Josie told him. She always kept a careful record of that sort of thing.
"Well, I lucked out on one of you," Evan said, smiling.
"You mean Ronnie…"
"Ronnie could very well be pregnant." Evan looked at her seriously. "You won't let any word of this slip out, will you?"
"Oh God, how can I tell anyone? Especially not Roslyn."
"Good girl."
"Uncle Evan, when can we be together again?"
"Soon, darling. Real soon." He pulled her up onto her feet. Josie smothered a cry of pain. It felt like his cock was still up inside her. She tried a couple of steps, then grabbed her abdomen and bent over.
"Oh gosh, Uncle Evan, I'm sore way up inside!"
"It was your first time. Just walk it off." Her uncle seemed preoccupied. He was dressing, paying no attention to her hurt now. Josie limped around the room but it was hard to move her legs. The ache throbbed until she couldn't think straight. Somehow she got into her dress. She couldn't consider pulling on her panties.
"I'll stick them in my pocket," her uncle told her. "I'll give them to you when we're back home."
"God, Uncle Evan, I can barely walk. Help me please." She clung to him as he pulled her down to the car. Once inside he gave her his flask. She pulled at the strong liquor thankfully, hoping that it would dull the sharp edge of her pain. But Uncle Evan seemed distracted. It was as if he really didn't care that she was suffering. Josie felt a deep disappointment. Her first experience with fucking and her partner didn't seem to give a damn. She held the bottle tightly, nursing it at intervals as the big Chrysler moved along the highway towards town.