Julia was on a flight into MSP from DCA, coming back from a trip to Washington DC. Her flight was going to arrive just ahead of a major blizzard moving into the area. The problem was that where she lived was four hours northwest of where she would be landing. The hotels in the area were either booked or were less than accommodating for someone of her age.
Her mother got online and messaged her brother-in-law to see if he could help. They didn’t talk very often, as when her sister passed away, her brother-in-law, who never really fit in, drifted further away from the family. She got a hold of Julia’s uncle to see if he could help at all. He told her that he would be more than happy to help.
He made the drive to the airport to pick up Julia. The two of them hadn’t seen each other in person since Julia was a few years old. It was a little awkward to start the hour drive back to his house, but things smoothed out, and the two of them talked. Once back at his house, he helped carry her bags in and showed her to a spare room where she could stay until her parents could make the drive to pick her up.
She hadn’t eaten since that morning before going to the airport, so her uncle made everyone’s favorite: grilled cheese and tomato soup for the two of them. As they talked, he told Julia to make herself at home. If she wanted or needed anything, just find it or ask him where it would be, and she could help herself. He told her the bar was downstairs, but if she was going to drink, one, take it easy; and two, she couldn’t tell her mother! Julia laughed and said, “Deal.”
After supper, Julia made her way downstairs, mixed up a little concoction, and was going to relax and watch TV in her room. After finishing her first drink, she took a shower and went downstairs to make herself one more drink. On the way back to the room she was staying in, she walked by her uncle’s room, where the door was partially closed. She caught a glimpse of what was on his TV, and it was a very adult scene. Back in her room, she sipped her drink while watching TV and talked to her mom on the phone for a little bit.
The house was quiet, the only sound the low whistle of the wind as the blizzard began to rattle the windowpanes. Julia sat on the edge of the bed, the glow of the TV screen reflecting in her eyes. The curiosity that had been sparked by the glimpse into her uncle’s room was now a full-blown fire.
She navigated through the streaming apps on the guest room TV, her thumb hovering over the remote until she found what she was looking for, two apps filled with adult videos. The sheer volume of content was staggering. Thousands of videos categorized into every niche imaginable. After scrolling for a moment, she settled on a stepfamily-themed video.
The scenes played out in the dim light of the room: first a stepfather and daughter, then siblings, each scenario more intense than the last. Between the warmth of the drinks buzzing in her system and the explicit images on the screen, an ache began to pool in her lady bits.
Slowly, almost of their own accord, her fingers slipped beneath the thin grey fabric of her panties. She began to rub her little hairless kitty, her breath laboring as she watched the figures on the screen. The contrast between the storm raging outside and the private, forbidden lust growing in her room made her heart race.
She wondered if her uncle was still awake just down the hall, and if he was still watching the XXX action.
After a few scenes, Julia got out of bed and went to the kitchen to get some water. As she came around the corner, her uncle was walking back to his room. Julia’s eyes dropped, and she froze.
“Oh, sorry,” he said. “I thought you had gone to sleep. Sorry, I sleep naked and don’t normally put anything on to get something after I’m undressed. I guess I should have, since you are in the house.”
“I… um, I…” she stumbled.
He noticed her eyes were mostly locked on his cock and balls hanging there in full glory.
“It’s ok if you want to look. I’m sure you have seen a naked guy before, haven’t you?”
“Um, yeah, but… well, nothing that big though,” she stumbled.
“I’m sure the boys you have been with are more on the average side. You have had sex, haven’t you?” he quizzed her.
“Yeah, I started last summer,” she stammered.
The kitchen was silent, except for the hum of the refrigerator and the blizzard battering the siding of the house. Julia stood there in her thin grey bra and thong, making her way to the refrigerator for that glass of water, while her uncle stood completely unashamed just a few feet away. The honesty of the moment hung heavy in the air between them.
“So, you started just last summer,” he asked. “How many guys have you been with then?”
“Three,” she told him. “One was just a one-time thing, but the other two I see often enough.”
“Nice,” he said. “That’s a good start for just a few months’ time. Are you on birth control then?”
“Yeah,” she replied. “I got on it a few years ago to help with an issue I was having.”
“Does your mother know you are active?” he asked her.
“Yes, I told her, and she wasn’t very happy about it.”
“Well, she can’t complain too much,” he told her. “Your mother was having sex with your dad in high school, too.”
“I figured, but she said that’s different because she knew they were meant for each other.”
“Yeah, she’s full of shit, too. I know for a fact that she had been with others before your dad and she got together,” he told her.
Julia was surprised at that bit of information, her mind reeling as she processed the information.
“Well,” he said, shifting his weight as he stood there in his full nudity. “I’ll be in my room if you want to talk more or… even just look. Feel free to stop in if you are so inclined.”
Julia didn’t make eye contact, her gaze still lingering on him as she gave a small nod. “Ok,” she whispered.
She stood in the kitchen long after he walked away, contemplating. Does she go back to her room and take care of her own needs, or does she go to his room and experience something different?
Julia turned toward the hallway, her pulse thrumming in her ears as she stood between the two doors. The decision hung in the air for only a heartbeat before she chose his room. Pushing the door open with a light, tentative knock, she stepped inside.
The room was bathed in the flickering, rhythmic glow of the television. Her uncle lay back against the headboard, his large frame relaxed, one hand slowly stroking himself to the explicit scenes playing out on the screen. He didn’t look surprised to see her; instead, he simply patted the mattress beside him.
Julia climbed onto the bed, settling a few inches away, her grey lingerie stark against the dark bedding.
“You’re sitting so far away,” he murmured, his voice thick with a new, commanding edge. “Those cute little hands of yours aren’t going to reach from over there.” He caught her gaze, a slow smile spreading across his face. “You’re more than welcome to give me a hand, or any other part of you that feels like joining in.”
The nervousness she expected to feel had been replaced by a curiosity. After all, she had walked through that door by choice. Reaching out, she let her fingers curl around the shaft of his cock. She looked up at him, her eyes wide with genuine amazement at his sheer size compared to the boys she’d known. With a slow, steady rhythm, she began to slide her palm up and down, while watching the scene play out on his TV.
He reached behind her, his large hand easily finding the single clasp of her bra. With a practiced snap of his fingers, it gave way, and Julia shrugged the straps off her shoulders, letting her bra fall and tossing it aside without a second thought. She stood for just a moment to wiggle out of her tiny grey thong, sliding it down her smooth, tan legs and kicking it away.
Now completely bare in the dimly lit bedroom, she moved back toward him, her hand immediately returning to his hard cock.
His own hand drifted downward, the rough pads of his fingers tracing the sensitive skin of her inner thighs. At his touch, her legs parted instinctively. A reaction that he loved to see.
“Good girl, show me exactly what those boys have been playing with.”
He shifted his hand higher, his fingers finally gliding across the soft lips of her pussy. The contact sent a tingle straight to her stomach, making her breath draw in deep. He didn’t rush; he just traced her, circling her clit with a light, teasing pressure that made her hips rock slightly against the mattress.
Julia leaned into him, changing her grip, as she increased the speed of her hand on his shaft. Up close, the scent of him and the sounds from the TV were overwhelming, and she found herself wanting much, much more.
The flickering light from the TV danced across Julia’s bare skin as she finally gave in to the urge. She leaned over, her long hair spilling across his thighs, and parted her lips. When she took the massive, blunt head of his cock into her mouth, the thrill of it all was overwhelming.
“Oh, there we go!” her uncle groaned, his head thumping back against the headboard. “Fuck, that feels great!”
Julia didn’t slow down. She wrapped her hand around the base of his shaft to steady him and began to bob her head with a sudden, fierce intensity. She was on a mission now, her tongue swirling around the rim as she drew as much of him as she could manage into the back of her throat.
The wet, rhythmic sounds of her working on him filled the two of them with even more lust. Her uncle’s hands found her hair, his fingers threading through the strands to guide her pace.
“You’re a natural, Julia,” he rasped, his eyes squeezed shut in concentration. “Keep doing exactly that.”
Julia didn’t stop, her tongue swirling around the head of his cock as she lost herself in the rhythmic thrill of it. Then, with a sudden surge of confidence, she popped up and straddled him, shifting so she was balanced on a knee hovering over his cock.
She reached down, her small hand guiding his massive cock toward her waiting entrance. Slowly, Julia began to lower herself. The blunt head slipped past her outer lips, and she felt a sharp, electric thrill as she started to stretch. With every inch she took in, she had to pause, whimpers escaping her mouth as her tight, hairless pussy expanded to accommodate his girth.
“Fuck, Julia… you’re so tight,” he groaned, his hands reaching up to grip her hips, his knuckles white against her tan skin.
She leaned forward, gathered a bit of saliva in her mouth, and let it glisten on her fingers before rubbing it along the length of his shaft. The added lubrication made the next few inches slip in a little easier.
She wasn’t just a girl experimenting anymore; she was on a mission to see exactly how much of him she could take. As she finally bottomed out, she felt a stretch she’d never experienced with the boys from school. She stayed there for a second, letting her body adjust, looking down where they were joined in a pure, lustful moment in time.
Julia began to slowly slide up and down on her uncle’s hard cock. The look on her face was priceless, a mix of intense concentration and pure, discovery-filled pleasure.
He wanted to get after her harder, so he rolled her off to the side, reaching for a bottle of lube on his nightstand. He greased them both up, ready to pound her little pussy into submission.
He took his position between his niece’s soft, tan thighs and slowly pushed his cock back into her. Once inside, he began to pump at a steady, rhythmic pace. The sheer depth of him burying his cock inside her made both of them pause for a second in disbelief at the perfect fit.
He moved her legs up onto his chest, pinning her ankles by his head, sucking on her toes. Leaning into her with his full weight, he drove his cock hard. Julia’s cute little whimpers were music to his ears, spurring him on.
His pace picked up, the wet slaps of their bodies meeting, filling the room as he began smashing into her at a frantic speed. Julia’s breathing quickened, her fingers digging into nipples as he hammered her insides. Finally, by the grace of God, they both orgasmed at the same time.
As Julia’s body shuddered with the force of her orgasm, her uncle let out a low groan and unleashed a flood of cum deep inside of her. They stayed locked together for a long moment, enjoying the feel of each other.
As the high finally began to settle, Julia looked up at him, her hair a mess against the pillows. “That was hot!”
“I agree,” he said, catching his breath as he looked down at her. “And believe me, round two will be even better.”
“Doggie?” she asked.
Nodding, he flashed a grin. “Doggie for sure!”
“I love doggie style,” Julia admitted, her voice excited.
“But first,” he said, shifting his weight, “it’s time to eat that pussy a little more.”
Julia’s eyes went wide. “But… you’ve just cum in me,” she said, her breath catching.
He looked her straight in the eyes, his expression intense. “Don’t want me to eat your cum-filled pussy?”
She started to stammer, her face turning a deep shade of crimson. “Yeah, but… I didn’t… no one has ever done that to me after they’ve cum in me,” she admitted.
“That is the difference between men and boys, sweetie,” he told her. “Do you want to lie back, or straddle my face?”
Julia didn’t hesitate this time. A certain gleam took over her eyes as she moved. “I’ll straddle,” she said, her voice firm.
She moved with a newfound excitement, positioning herself over him as he lay back against the pillows. Looking down at him, she slowly lowered herself until she was hovering just inches from his mouth, ready to experience something those boys from her summer flings could never have imagined.
Taking hold of her hips, he pulled her down to his waiting mouth and began eating the most delicious creampie he’d ever made. His tongue instantly sent a shiver racing up Julia’s back. A few minutes in, Julia’s hips began to rock, grinding her pussy into his mouth.
Back and forth she moved, riding his tongue and face, the friction sending her into an orgasm that curled her toes.
As she regained her composure, she lifted herself up, looking down at him. She gasped, “Can we fuck now?”
“Oh, someone is horny!” he said with a chuckle.
She popped off of him and took her spot on the bed on her hands and knees. He moved up behind her little tan ass, placing one hand on her lower back while guiding his cock into her with the other. Once he was inside, he held her hips firmly and pulled her back onto his hard cock.
He started to pump his hips, the sound of his body slapping against his niece’s ass and thighs echoing through the quiet room. Julia arched her back, her fingers digging into the pillows as she took the full length of him from behind. The depth was incredible, and she could feel every inch of him stretching her again as he established a heavy, relentless pace.
“You like that, don’t you?” he grunted, his grip on her hips tightening as he drove into her even harder.
He ruthlessly and relentlessly fucked his niece as if she were some random piece of ass. After a long stretch of his heavy rhythm, Julia’s head dropped, and she let out a low groan as an amazing wave rolled through her body.
“Good girl,” he told her, his voice a rough growl. “After a couple more of those, I’m going to unleash another flood inside you. White-wash your ovaries.”
Reaching up and taking a handful of her hair, he jerked her head back, keeping his eyes locked on her as he continued to drive into her. The sounds coming from Julia let him know she was thoroughly enjoying every bit of what he had to offer. As he felt himself getting close to finishing a second time, he wiggled one of his thumbs into her little brown butthole.
This was another new experience for her, a sudden mix of feelings and emotions that hit all at once. He felt her body clamping down tight around his thumb as a loud, “OH MY GOOODDD!” echoed from her mouth.
That was all he needed. His balls opened up and poured his seed deep inside of her once again. It was an incredible experience for both of them, breathing in sync as the storm outside continued to bury the house in snow.
He stayed deep inside her for a long minute, his chest pressed against her back, before finally pulling away and collapsing onto the mattress beside her. Julia rolled onto her back, her legs still trembling, looking up at the ceiling with a dazed expression.
After catching their breaths, the two of them lay there in the quiet of the room, the storm outside still blowing like hell. They talked for a while, their voices low as the adrenaline faded into a deep, heavy exhaustion.
Eventually, Julia drifted off to…
