I had to dig my bike out of the garage and pump up the tyres, I didn't get to the beach until I was fifteen minutes late. "Great, see you then," I agreed, and went back inside to my boring family. "Meet me there at twelve tomorrow, ok," he said. "Sure," I said, I had been there a few times over the years "I know, do you know my beach cottage?" he asked. "Call me tomorrow at work and we'll met someplace." "I should say so, but not here and not now, ok," he said softly. "Yeah, I suppose," I said for I was reluctant to leave his lap, "is there anything I can do for you Uncle?" "Glad to help Tess," he laughed, "now we better go in." "Oh my, thank you Uncle," I sighed, "that was smashing." "Come for me Tess," he whispered in my ear and I did. "Oh Uncle," I sighed, "please don't stop."
It wasn't long before he had found the right place and my hips were twitching. I parted my legs slightly and his hand disappeared under my long skirt. "Yeah, that's what I like to hear," he chuckled, "now open up for me." "So how old are you anyway?" he asked, his hand working back and forward from left to right. "Yeah that's right Tess," he laughed and continued to squeeze me gently. "There, I told you I didn't tease Uncle," I said pushing my top out a little more.
"You're not ah," he smiled at me, his hand moved up from my waist and cupped my right breast. "I'm not a tease Uncle," I said, holding eye contact.
"Stop that you little tease," he laughed. "Not as big as you Uncle," I giggled and wiggle my bum on his hard cock. "You're a big girl now Tess," he leered, his arm holding me around the waist. Now we were out of sight from the rest of the family, Uncle Jim could get a little more daring. Once he had lit up and made himself comfortable I sat back on his lap. "I'll join you," I said, "love the smell of your cigars." Going outside for a smoke," Uncle Jim declared, mum doesn't allow smoking in the house. Not that the guys around here noticed, mostly because my mother wouldn't allow me to dress in anything remotely sexy, no short skirts to show off my long slim legs, no tight tops to empathises my pert tits. Behind my blue eyes lurked a lustful teenager, who would love to have as many hard cocks in her as she could possible get. I knew it was a dangerous game, that's what made it so much fun. But slowly, so she wouldn't see, I would move my backside over his cock. "Stop fidgeting," my mum called out to me. I sat on Uncle Jim's lap, always good fun sitting with him, within minutes I could feel his cock harden and his face would become flushed. she was a kind soul who arranged a lawyer to grant me protection under the boarding school.Incest Sex Story: I just love to sit on my uncles lap and talk about the first thing that comes upĬaution: This Incest Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/ft Consensual Incest Uncle Niece First I told my warden that I did not want to live with that family and if she would let me live with her. I went to bus station and went back to the boarding school. I stole some money from his wife’s purse and I ran while he was at work. imagine that on a 16 year old who was being raped by her uncle.Ī few months later. and he would threat me that if I told anyone he would put a child in me as well, making me pregnant like his wife. All day long his wife made me do her chores and at night. He would make me do the most disgusting things to him and than rape me the way he wanted at any time of the night, just woke me up and used me the way he wanted. The bastard continued this for the next 3 weeks at his will and I could never speak or scream because he had me so scared and cornered. He took absolute advantage of the darkness and started feeling me up properly, I was dying inside but I had no one to save me.
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I was 16! I did not know how to react to it sitting in his house. As he talked about how nice my father was, he started running his hands on my leg, feeling them up. One night, the electricity was out and the three of us were sitting in the lounge and that’s when it all started. I had a separate room and he and his wife would sleep in another one. After I started living with my mamu and his wife, things were stable at first. The next few months were to be living hell for me. He was the only family I had left as my father had already disowned my paternal family.
He had only gotten married a year back and his wife was expecting. He lived in Multan and was working as a computer operator in a firm. He was young, somewhere around 26-28 years. The worst time of my life started with my family dying and my maternal uncle coming onto the scene.