Falling for My Dirty Uncle

You have no idea how much I want to scream right now. Even my lungs seem to be on fire. I mean, Austin’s twelve-inch cock is enough to make any woman scream. Sure, I’m not the most experienced woman when it comes to having such a huge thing shoved deep inside my pussy, but I don’t believe I’m out of place when saying that this urge to scream is simply too overwhelming.

I keep frozen in place for a long while, my body trying to grow accustomed to Austin’s monstrous thickness. As if that was possible.

Raising my hips once more, a moan escaping my lips, I succumb to the maddening urge to impale myself on his cock and start moving up and down in a coming and going motion, his cock sliding deep inside of me.

Placing my feet on either side of his thighs, I use them as leverage to start going faster, Austin’s cock completely demolishing my aching pussy. I do it for as long as I can, my limbs growing exhausted with each passing second.

Perhaps feeling that exhaustion taking over me, Austin then decides to take the lead. Resting his hands on my ass cheeks and squeezing them hard, he starts thrusting upward, his rhythm a violent one right from the start. His cock flies in and out of my pussy at such a mind-bending pace that I don’t even know if I’m breathing right now. Hell, I don’t even know if I’m alive – as far as I know I might have died and gone to Heaven.

Somehow, I manage to try and match the rhythm with which he’s trusting, but it’s almost impossible. I rock my body a few times, but that exhaustion takes over my muscles once again. Which isn’t a problem, really – Austin is fully devoted to giving me the fuck of a lifetime, and so he holds the whole rhythm by himself.

This is perfection. This is transcendence.

If I knew this would be the consequence of taking up this assignment, Tracy would have had no problem convincing me. Forget about all the millions. Austin’s cock would be payment enough.

Slapping my ass cheeks over and over again, Austin keeps on pounding me with the fury of a God, driving me to the edge of pleasure. I feel my muscles tensing up and I realize that, more than being over the edge, I’m already diving down pleasure’s abyss.

“I’m gonna--” I start and, sensing that I’m about to let out a mighty scream, Austin cups my mouth with one hand. I scream out against Austin’s hand, the sound coming weak and muffled. My body is on fire right now, and I wouldn’t be surprised if that was literally happening – if I opened my eyes right now and saw flames dancing around both my legs and arms, I’d just assume it was part of fucking a man like Austin. Seriously, pleasure like this doesn’t belong to the realm of common mortals.

“More,” I simply whisper, my voice completely shot.

“The lady asks, the lady gets,” he replies, leaning forward and laying me down on the floor as his cock pops out of my pussy. The moment I feel my back against the floor, I find some strength left inside of me and I use it all to turn myself around. Going on all fours, I jut my ass back against him and wiggle my ass from side to side, inviting him in.

“I love the sight from here,” he whispers as he kneels behind me, slapping me hard with the back of his hand, the sound of it almost too loud. I just hope no one hears it and decides to investigate.

Jutting my ass further back, I grit my teeth as I feel the tip of his cock once more pressed against my pussy. Slapping my ass once more for good measure, he then thrusts fast and drives his cock deep into me.

He doesn’t build a rhythm this time – no, this time his rhythm starts at full force, the rage of lust making him fuck me like a man possessed. Thrusting like a man consumed by madness, he slams his cock so hard into my pussy that I have no idea if I’ll ever be able to walk again. Not that I’m complaining – oh, no, far from it. As far as I’m concerned, Austin can fuck me as hard as he wants to. And that’s exactly what I tell him.

“Harder!” I whisper, desire turning into sound as the words leave my mouth. “Harder, please!” I’m asking him to go harder but, between you and me, I have no idea if I can actually survive it. All I know is that I want it to happen. I want to come so hard that I might pass out and be unconscious for a whole year.

Thrusting violently, he conducts me like a maestro would conduct an orchestra, his cock the perfect instrument in a symphony of pleasure. I feel the rumbling of an orgasm inside me and, closing my eyes and pursing my lips, I prepare for what’s about to happen.

“Don’t… stop! Don’t you dare to stop!” I hiss through my gritted teeth, thrusting back at him with all the strength left in my body, my ass cheeks slapping his thighs hard.

Fucking me without a trace of mercy or gentleness, he destroys my rational mind with his cock, driving it so deep inside of me that he might split me in half. Chomping on my lower lip hard enough to draw blood, I turn my fingers into

claws and drag them across the floor as an orgasm explodes inside of me, making my heart stop beating – or perhaps making it beat so fast I can’t even feel it. I don’t even know anymore.

Instead of stopping as I come, Austin just redoubles his efforts, thrusting so hard that I don’t even know if I’m still feeling the same orgasm. His cock simply makes pleasure erupt under my skin and sends tendrils of ecstasy to choke down all rational thought inside my mind.

“Wait!” I cry out in a hushed tone, pushing my ass back and forcing him to stop. Surprised by what I just said, he stops moving, and that’s when the clear sound of footsteps reaches us both. There’s muffled chatter coming from outside the broom closet, and I feel beads of sweat starting to form on my forehead. What if a janitor decides to come and pick some cleaning material? We didn’t even lock the door behind us, such was our hurry!

Luckily, the footsteps and the chatter starts dying out in the distance. Only then do I realize that I was holding my breath. Taking a mouthful of air, I exhale sharply as Austin resumes his thrusting motion, using his cock to stab me with murderous intent.

Closing my eyes, I let our bodies fuse into one, and I don’t even notice the time passes us by. Right now we’re in a world of our own, one where only pleasure and lust exist. One where we simply can’t be disturbed by the so-called real world – because, right now, this broom closet is the whole extent of my real world.

“I’m going to cum,” Austin groans suddenly, jolting me out of my reverie.

“Me too,” I breathe out, recognizing the whole pressure building inside my chest as the warning sign of an impending orgasm. The moment I say it, that pressure unfolds into something fierce and violent, and I feel pleasure’s fingers reaching for my neck and choking me hard.

My pussy clamps down on Austin’s cock, tightening it hard, and I have to grit my teeth to stop myself from screaming. At the same time, the warmness of Austin’s seed spills into me, his cock throbbing hard against my inner walls. I keep in place as he gushes his whole load inside of me, and it doesn’t take long for me to start feeling heavy beads of semen dripping down my thighs.

A sudden wild desire taking over me, I launch myself forward and turn around as fast as I can. Grabbing his cock fast, I dive into it with my open mouth, swallowing it whole as a thick strand of cum shoots straight into me. Wrapping my lips around it, I let Austin cum inside my mouth, filling it up to the brim in a matter of a few heartbeats.

Feeling the dying spasms of his cock against my tongue, I slide his twelve inches out and then open my mouth, showing him the whole mess he created inside of me.

“Lovely,” he grins and, as a reply, I close my mouth and swallow his whole load, his delicious seed washing down my throat.