Falling for My Dirty Uncle

Well, that helps me believe every word he said, sure. But most of all I believe every single word he said because that same damn obsession and love is in me. In my heart...and growing inside my womb now. Magnus is everything to me. Magnus—and the baby we are going to have—aren't just my future; they're more than I ever hoped for. They are what I could never let go of now.

I feel his hands dip into my shirt and unhook my bra. I feel his cock thunder up and press hard into my stomach beneath his trousers, but his hands are on my skirt, yanking it down quickly. His lips are closing over mine in a hard, passionate kiss, and Magnus's hands tear my panties off. I mean, he tears them off me in tatters, shredding the fabric and exposing my pussy so he can have me. I don't give a shit how much those panties cost either. My skin heats with pleasure at how much he wants me. The cool air hitting my exposed pussy makes me shiver.

I get my hands to his pants and gasp when he breaks the kiss. Magnus throws me over his shoulder, undoes his pants with one hand, and steps out of them, carting me off to the couch. We aren't going to make it to the bedroom, and, based on the way he drops me onto the couch and then deletes all distance between us, I think he's interested in christening the final piece of furniture between us that we haven't covered in cum and fucked hard on.

Magnus has his stomach pressed to my back, my own stomach pressed into the couch. Trailing fingers up my spine, he brings his fingers to my bra and pulls it from both of my arms. He tears off his shirt, then mine, and presses his hot skin against mine. I ache with need, trembling at the possessive way that he's holding me. No matter how many times we fuck, I'll always shake at the sheer fury with which Magnus claims me.

His fingers close around my throat while his other hand spreads my pussy. When he starts to circle my clit, I'm trying hard to stay still. Easier said than done because he knows exactly how to touch me to drive me wild. Leaning forward, Magnus shoves the hard rod of his erection against my ass. I want that cock so deep inside me, but I know better than to beg.

"Please fuck me, I can't wait!" I whimper.

Okay, so just because I know better doesn't mean I aim to behave.

To my delight and surprise, Magnus moves me and lays me down on my back on the couch and unceremoniously drives his cock right into my pussy. "I can't wait either, Penny, I fucking need you," Magnus growls.

No teasing. No games. Just two people who need each other that they might combust if they don't fuck and they'll combust when they do.

I watch that incredible body as he fucks deep, hard, fast into me with one pounding stroke after another. His pectorals alone make my pussy wet enough to soak through a snowsuit, and then he's got eight-pack abs that make me want to cry, they're so sexy. Watching his hips while he fucks me casts a spell on me. I lick my lips, and bring my hands to my breasts. I squeeze my nipples.

I see a wicked glint in his eyes. "You wanna touch my girl?" he asks mischievously. "Me too," he says. He brings a thumb to my clit and works quick circles over the sensitive bud until my eyes roll back in their orbits. His hands on me undo my ability to function properly. He can lay siege on me with pleasure and descend on me with an almost eerie ability to do exactly what will drive me over the edge. Magnus knows every inch of my body, like his hands, his cock, his lips were all made exactly for me. Spiritual, or religious, or not, I have to think that he can't be this perfect for me without some kind of miracle.

"I love you so fucking much," I moan out while he works me right to that point where I'm going to cum and then looks smugly right into my eyes and stops.

Fucking stops.

Just a second, long enough to make me gasp.

"Cum for me, Penny," he says, offering the permission right as his fingers are back on my clit. He rams his cock up my pussy hard enough to push me several inches up the couch from the impact alone.

I want to dig my heels in for enough purchase to keep him fucking me but mostly I'm dangling, shaking, working hard to breathe through the thundering orgasm rocketing through my body.

"I love you and I love f

ucking you so much. I'm about to cum in my sweet little daughter's pussy, are you ready, baby girl?" His voice is sex and sin incarnate. I feel like his voice is so incendiary that the couch could be going up in flames right now. Which would be fine because the two of us will cum enough before the flames could ever destroy us. That's silly and whatever, but we have an unshakeable bond. I know that absolutely nothing will ever come between Magnus and I. We've already faced every bad thing I can imagine, and we'll make it through to the other side.

"Yes, please, daddy, cum in your slut daughter's pussy," I groan out throatily, my own orgasm still stealing my breath.

"Fuck," Magnus moans, and I feel that pole-fucking rocket cum deep inside my pussy. He pulls out as his cum is flooding out of my pussy, mixing with his.

I whimper when he pulls his cock out all the way and starts to cum on my pussy. The hot ropes of his orgasm paint me up so pretty, but I want to feel him inside. But then I see that look. When I see that look that's when I don't know what's coming, but it's something good. A shiver climbs over my spine and lust unfurls in my body.

Magnus dips his head between my thighs, swooping down there so fast I almost don't register what he's doing until I feel his tongue on my pussy. He's licking the cum he just shot all over my pussy up along with my cum. God, when I think that daddy can't get any more perverted, then he does something like this. The sight of him down there makes my breathing speed up, and I'm panting so much I feel like I might hyperventilate. The man is so sexy it's dangerous. I shudder, cumming again and even harder, whimpering for him to lick up every last drop of my arousal. Fuck, he does. He licks my pussy so good I want to cry.

Magnus crawls up closer to my face and pulls my face to him and kisses me, our cum all over his tongue. Now that's downright naughty as hell. A heat wave flames through my body at the sensation of his sweat-slicked body falling over my own. The weight of him over me makes me moan. Just the feel of his skin on mine sends me to heaven. His lips closing over mine, his tongue exploring my mouth, that's just over the top arousing. I can't remember anything in this moment but needing him. My whole existence is about how much pleasure is coursing through me, how much I want to show him the same. I wrap my arms around him, tangling my fingers through his hair and holding him close to me.

I feel his knees spread my legs wide and he thrusts his cock back in me.

I moan hard into Magnus's mouth at the deep invasion of his cock in my pussy.

I'm cumming again, hard enough to push on his cock. He breaks the kiss with a laugh. "I told you that you wouldn't be able to get rid of me," he says, pulling my hands down and then gripping my hips with both of his hands. Holding me down, he jackhammers his cock so hard into my pussy I'm screaming in staccato bursts of sound at every time he re-enters me. He pulls that huge cock all the way out of my pussy and slides his cock all the way back in, fast and hard. It's so intense I can't help screaming again and again. Mostly I just make sounds, but I feel his name on my lips, too, though I don't even hear the sounds that I'm making.

His hands are pressing hard on my hips. Magnus groans hard and starts fucking me even faster and harder somehow. He always has this reserve of fucking energy, and I do mean energy for fucking, where he cums again and fucks me so hard I think they can probably feel me cum in response all the way around the world.

Magnus releases my hips, running his hands back to grip my ass and he lifts it up, angling so he's fucking me even deeper with his huge cock. I'm cumming so hard now with that angle and that depth that I feel it running down my thighs. The room smells like us fucking, the sensual musk of us cumming and sweating so profusely. It's my favorite scent in the world, and it takes over my senses as I breathe huge gulping breaths that fill my lungs so that I can take just how deep he's fucking me. His thighs are like goddamn tree trunks, huge and powerful as he relentlessly fucks me like I'm an object he's holding. Magnus fucks so damn hard it almost doesn't feel possible. I'll be sore for days and I'm going to walk sideways. I want nothing less. I love the way he fucks me.

"You are so fucking sexy, Penny," Magnus groans. He pulls his cock out of me.

Whimpering, my legs start to shake hard from his sudden withdrawal.