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I moaned around him again, realizing it made it easier to take him somehow, no longer embarrassed by the drool all over my neck and chest.
“Rub it in. I want you to feel how nasty my good girl is getting for this.”
I closed my eyes, and my thighs clenched together, adding pressure to my clit to the point it made me wonder if I could come like this.
“That’s it, Fina. You’re Uncle’s good, little girl as you choke on my cock and get ready to swallow my wad.”
Damien started really thrusting back and forth then, pushing his cock deep into my mouth and retreating so the slick, salty tip smeared across my lips before plunging all the way in again, his balls slapping my chin.
“Take me deeper, pretty girl.”
I had no control over what was happening, could only grasp his powerful thighs and let him face-fuck me. He pushed in so far he had to wiggle my head around by his grip on my hair to work the crown of his thick cock the deepest it went so far, until it wedged in my throat. It felt like it was lodged in there to the point it would be impossible to pull back out which made me panic—unable to breathe—and start to fight to get away from him.
And then he came, the sadist getting off on my useless struggle, spraying his load into my belly, holding my head to him so tightly my nose was buried in the soft, trimmed hair above his cock. He was far enough inside me I didn’t even taste his cum, couldn’t tell he was getting off aside from how tense his body was and how his dick pulsed and jerked because he was completely silent.
His enormous body shuddered before he stepped back, his cock bobbing in front of my face, still hard and shiny and slick from my salvia.
My lips felt swollen, my throat sore as my hiccupping sobs continued quietly. More spit dribbled out the corners of my mouth, making me feel even more out of control. But to him, it must’ve looked thick and erotic because Damien smoothed his fingers over my lips, smearing my drool around.
“My beautiful, dirty, fucking girl. Now it’s time I break in that little pussy of yours.” He cupped my chin almost gently as his thumb caressed my cheek. “Now, Fina,” he said, his tone more like a command, leaning in so our lips were close together. “Give me that pussy.”
ChapterSix
Iknew one thing with certainty.
I was going to give him my pussy and more if he demanded it.
“Take off your clothes. All of them. So you’re naked in front of me. I want to see that blush on your face spread to your pert, little tits.”
My chest hurt from the force of my breathing, and my hands shook as I got undressed—the only things left being my pajama top I’d thrown on over my thin camisole when I saw it was too sheer to wear in front of my dad before he and my mom left.
I was a slut for my uncle, not even fighting this. I was dripping down my inner thighs by the time I was completely nude.
The moment I was naked, Damien was in front of me. And the next thing I knew, he was dragging me over to the dining room table, swiping his arm across the top to clear it and pushing me down onto it.
The wood felt freezing as my back connected with it. I gasped and braced my heels on the edge.
My uncle separated my knees then stood between my now spread thighs.
His expression was feral, as if he were possessed. He smoothed his hands up and down my legs, turning his wrists so he was skating his fingers up and down my inner thighs.
I’d never seen that look on him before, not this intense, and it was trained right on me… right on my soaked, swollen, red cunt.
My body grew hot, my pulse raced. Instinctively, my legs started to close, but Damien growled low, his hands on my knees as he shoved them open so wide my muscles protested, and I cried out.
“No, sweet girl. You stay spread for Uncle. I want to see how pretty and pink your pussy gets for me.”
“This is wrong,” I whispered.
“It’s so fucking right,” he responded instantly and slapped my cunt, causing pain and pleasure to course through me. “And now I’m going to eat out your tiny, perfect cunt again until you cream all over my face and make a bigger mess than sucking my cock did.”
And then he crouched down on his haunches and framed my pussy with his giant hands. A full body shiver went through me imagining what it looked like from his angle.
He looked at me between my legs, his gaze hooded. Iwasa sloppy mess. I could feel my juices dripping down my slit to the crack of my ass. The very thought of Damien so close to the most intimate part of me again had me lifting my ass, the memory of what it felt like before making me try to get him to lick me… to suck on my lips and clit.
Even more, I wanted to tell him to fill me up. I didn’t want him to waste time licking my pussy. I wanted his cock. I wanted Damien to make it hurt.
I didn’t think about how the kitchen window was in clear view of the neighborhood or how the curtains were pushed open so anyone could see.
