Falling for My Dirty Uncle

“Eyes on me, princess,” Magnus commands me.

I comply, my eyes watching his and that’s when I feel his cock head slide into my ass. Already, I feel so full. Pressing out against him, I take him in. My eyes threaten to roll back in their orbits. My pussy weeps with arousal. My eyes stay looking into Magnus’s own, drinking in the sight of him so turned on to watch my reaction to him claiming my ass. I feel his cock slide deeper into me. I’m so full now, fuller than I could've imagined, and I cry out.

But I never. Stop. Looking.

His eyes watching me are so erotic that I think I might cum again.

Magnus brings a hand up to cup my face, his thumb grazing over my lips. Craving him as I do, I glide my tongue out over that thumb and when he presses it into my mouth I suck it hard as I would his cock. I see fire glint in his eyes and that’s when his hips thrust forward and he feeds that enormous cock to my ass, impaling me deep as he can with that huge fuck rod that splits me in half. I gasp, a huge gulp of air displaying my shock that the enormous cock is actually up in my ass to the hilt. He doesn’t move for just a moment, and my body is adjusting and taking him in. I stretch and take him with a delicious agony of which I've never known. I want to squirm, I want to run; I want press back down against him and feel how deep he is now that he’s buried himself inside me. My veins are filled with fireworks, an untamed lust unbridled within me.

Still, it's the passionate look in his eyes that is the most sensual part of this. I taste his skin in my mouth, gliding my tongue over his thumb. I feel Magnus claim me with that huge cock up my ass. I breathe as much as I can allow my body to, and it sends surges of sensation shooting through me like fire against ice.

Something fiery glints through Magnus's eyes, and his hips begin to buck. My respite, my chance to get used to his cock is over. Now, he's slamming into my ass with the same fury that he showed my pussy...but this is so much more. My stepfather is fucking my ass, hard, relentlessly. I can't breathe, I can't see, and I'm just an extension of my sex now. My whole body belongs to the sensations that he creates within me.

My eyelids flutter closed despite wanting to stay open. Rainbows and star shine capture my vision and replace the reality with the something beyond that overtakes me when Magnus fucks my ass. His cock slides out a f

ew inches, but never too far, and he slides back in, slamming hard, and keeps up a maddening pace of deepening his cock inside me and never quite leaving. I can't believe the sensations that flow through my body. I'm like a watercolor ocean, painted in endless swirls of the depths of the ocean. I've never felt like this before. An orgasm building within me now is not the same set of fireworks that lit within me before.

My stepdad knocks on my door, kisses the lights out of me, makes me cum ... and now, he ass fucks me and a slow burn builds within me that tells me that I know nothing about how this is going to end. I don't know what will happen between us. I almost don't understand what's happening to my body now. That's how intense the sensation building within me is now.

My hands tear at the bedspread and I open my eyes now because I want to see more than just Magnus's gorgeous face. I want to see that huge cock sliding into my ass. I'm not even quite sure how to reconcile the sight when I take it in. The monster cock fucking my ass seems to be impossibly large. I see how wet my pussy is, my arousal weeping down and adding more lubrication and it slides into me, never quite exiting each time, fucking me with a fervent pace. I look up at Magnus and see a wicked grin spreading over his gorgeous face.

Magnus is the kind of good-looking guy that you think only exists in magazines. You think no one can be that beautiful. His jawline, his eyes, his mouth ... everything about his face is perfectly drawn and makes my whole body shake.

"Kiss me, daddy," I whimper. I need his mouth on mine now. Looking at him gives me even stronger urges than I ever knew I could have. The building orgasm threatens to overtake me, but I'm teetering just beyond the edge of possibility. I need to be able to ride that wave. More than that, I want to breathe in his breathe, taste his tongue on mine. Feel his perfect mouth claim my lips and make me all his. My urges for him are something more than lust. They're primal. I ache for him in ways that I can't comprehend.

"Penny," Magnus moans. It's an erotic sound that I don't know if he meant to make. He's as needy as I am right now, and I'm so caught up in the moment that it takes me a second to realize that as his lips close lightly over mine...

He's pulled his cock completely out of my ass. The emptiness makes me cry out.

But Magnus closes his mouth completely over mine, utterly claiming me with his tongue sneaking past the seam of my lips, and his cock slams back into me. The vacuum seal his cock gets inside my ass is incredible. Tight a fit as he is inside my pussy, his cock in my ass is something that defies all laws of physics, all least as far as sensations are concerned.

His kiss is deep and as claiming as his cock fucking my ass. Magnus dances his tongue with mine, fucks his cock in massive thrusts into my ass. I'm rolling my hips now, as his hands pull my face to his. I'm free just enough to ride that huge cock as much as I can manage. While it isn't much, I do manage to roll my hips enough to taste his moans. I clench around him and claim every inch of Magnus's cock. In my mind, I'm repeating 'thank you, daddy' again and again in my head as I say those words because I'm aching to say them to him. I want to fuck him as much as he fucks me. Magnus's cock feels like it was made for every hole of my body and I want him to know. Magnus fucks me in a wild way, and I return that fucking as much as I can because I need him to know. I recognize the worshiping way that his cock claims me. I worship his body all the same. I slam my hips forward to him and as he fucks into me I slam my body to his.

Our kiss is desperate as our tempo increases. I start to get reckless with my tongue, kissing him like I'm gasping for breath. That's how close my orgasm is, that teetering edge having knocked me over the wall that held me back. I expect my back to fall against the bedspread when I stop clinging fast to it, but I need to wrap my arms around him. Instead, as my hands hold tight to Magnus's back, I feel the air on my skin and my breasts press into his chest. He pulls me to him until we're sitting up.

My pussy mashes against the hard abdomen of his incredible muscles, making me shiver around him. I fight for strength in my legs, and find they have a reserve of energy to wrap around him. My ankles drive into his back and I find the strength to bounce myself up and down, his massive cock driving into my ass as hard as it can. I slam down on his cock, making my ass take every inch of him. It's like I'm trying to break myself. Because I am. I'm going to break my body and watch it fall apart and be rebuilt into whatever it takes to fuck Magnus like this forever. It may be taboo, wrong, and downright filthy to fuck my stepfather like this. Sure as that is true, I know that I need to keep fucking him. I'll never come down from this high I'm feeling now.

Breaking our kiss suddenly, I gasp, "Magnus, I feel you. Cum with me," I moan out, already coming back to him to keep kissing him.

"Yes, Penny, yes," he groans low in his throat. He presses my head down to him and I kiss his neck. His lips close over my neck, but his teeth claim me now. I feel his cock turn from steel to titanium, a volcanic eruption of cum surging into my ass. I shake so much around him that my ankles almost fall apart from how I've interlocked them. My hands squeeze into him, and my kiss turns to a scream against his neck. I feel sweat cascading down my whole body. Tremors of a massive orgasm take me to nirvana, capturing me in time and it feels like the crescendo of my pleasure, trapped against his orgasm thundering through me, shall never end. I'm completely overtaken by the orgasm; my pleasure is higher than any religious experience or mind-altering substance could ever give me. Lights shine in my soul and behind my eyes. I feel like I'm floating through the thick velvet of the blackest night sky, and I'm wrapped in the mysteries of the universe. His body enraptures mine, and it isn't until I see his eyes looking into mine that I realize that he's laid me back down. Magnus is looking at me with a look on his face that I can't begin to understand. I try to regain control of my breathing and I feel my heart thundering in my chest.

Magnus fucks me a like a demon and makes me feel like I'm off to heaven. I know it's a sin to fuck my stepfather ... and I'll pave the road to that hell with the orgasm that shakes through our body. There has to be an elevator down for how filthy we descend together.

"Baby girl," Magnus says, his breath ragged. Sweat slides down his brow, along his nose. It's the most sensual sight...that sweat was well earned. "Goddamn, do many men knock on your door and fuck you like this? I can't believe how good it feels inside you," he says with a small, wicked laugh.

"No one has ever knocked on my door and then come and fucked me like this ... but if that's a service they provide in this city, I think I might bring back speed dial," I say, my own laugh so light it's almost a giggle. Yeah, I get to be giddy now, I mean, he fucked all the seriousness right out of me. I don't know what's left in me, but a will to shower and perhaps take a nap that would make Rip Van Winkle jealous. And that giggle.

"You can always call me, Penny. For...anything," Magnus says. The seriousness brings us both plummeting back to reality. I see the weight enter his eyes.

"Why don't we shower, eat something, regain our energy for round two," I say, maybe a little too quickly.

Magnus raises an eyebrow so slightly. Yeah, he must not realize that I'm not letting a perfect cock like that go to waste. Not in this perfect little bubble where he and I are the only things that exist, and cumming is all that matters. The truth is that if you told me I was still entrenched in my orgasm, I would believe you. That's how my body feels light, drained even, but still the pleasure within me endures.

"A shower sounds good. Another round sounds even better," Magnus says and he tucks a strand of my surely disheveled hair behind my ear. Those small little touches at random moments make a girl's heart flutter.

If he keeps fucking me like this and does those sweet little things, I may have to permanently lock my ankles together behind his back to keep this cock inside me, always. I really only want to clean it off, and myself so we can start over with fresh friction.

"I wanna get you all clean and then suck your cock, daddy," I say. "Does that sound good?" I say in my best come hither voice. I would'