Total pages in book: 11
Estimated words: 10258 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 51(@200wpm)___ 41(@250wpm)___ 34(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 10258 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 51(@200wpm)___ 41(@250wpm)___ 34(@300wpm)
Uncle Brooks was already there standing by Flower’s stall. He turned when he heard me approach, his gaze always so dark and intense.
Dare I say… so possessive.
He watched me for a moment, his gaze flicking down to my lips, then lower to my big breasts, before he turned back to Flower. Neither of us said anything as I moved to stand beside him, my heart pounding, the side of my arm barely brushing against his. My skin tingled where we touched.
Uncle was so close, and when he shifted, moving back slightly so he was now behind me, something in the air changed. His chest pressed against my back, his breath stirring the hair at my temple. I could feel the heat radiating from him, the strength in his arms as he brought them around and gripped the stall door, caging me in.
And then, without thinking, I leaned back into him, my body pressed against his. For a moment, the barn was completely silent except for the sound of our breathing.
“Uncle Brooks,” I whispered, my voice trembling, excitement and this tentative feeling coursing through me because something was definitely happening here, especially when he pressed harder against me and I felt how… hard he was.
For me.
God… was this really happening?
He said nothing, just held himself behind me as I felt his throbbing, hard and big cock digging into my back.
And then, slowly, he turned me around to face him. His eyes were dark and filled with something I couldn’t quite name. He lifted his hand and reached up, brushing a strand of hair from my face, his touch so soft.
Maybe there was a look in my eyes, this acceptance, this need, because something on his face shifted.
“Are you sure about this?” he asked, his voice rough.
I nodded, my heart pounding in my chest. “Yes.”
Ever so quickly, he slid his hand around my waist, pulling me closer. When his lips pressed to mine, they were soft but warm and insistent. This felt right. Perfect.
I melted into him, my hands clutching at his shirt as he deepened the kiss and plunged his tongue into my mouth, fucking me there like I wanted him to do between my legs.
It was everything I’d been imagining. Everything I’d been craving.
And I wanted more.
6
DOLLY
Months later
“Open wider, Dolly,” Uncle Brooks growled, his voice low and rough as he gripped the back of my head.
The months since coming to my uncle’s farm had passed in a blur. And honestly… it had been the best time of my life. I’d never felt so free and happy.
The low growl coming from Uncle pulled me back to the moment. I tried to obey his command, but my jaw stretched painfully as he shoved his cock deeper into my throat. I gagged, trying to take as much as I could, but he was thick and long and so big.
Tears streamed down my cheeks, and my gag reflex kicked in harder with every second that passed. The slurping and wet sounds coming from me echoed in the room. It turned me on, an auditory pleasure all on its own.
Uncle Brooks didn’t stop. He never did during these moments together. He just pulled me back by my hair, letting me gasp for air for only a second before he growled in a primal way and shoved his cock back down my throat.
“Good girl. My niece takes all of her uncle’s thick cock like she was made to do it.”
The taste of him filled my mouth, salty from his pre-cum that made me hungry for a huge load shot down my throat and into my belly. I worked my lips and tongue over his dick and felt every throbbing inch of him as he used my throat like it was his personal toy.
I lifted my eyes to look at his face and gripped his thighs for balance, my nails digging into his bare skin as I tried to keep steady. He face-fucked me in a degrading way, using me for his own pleasure.
And I was soaked, my pussy drenched, my juices making my inner thighs slick.
“Jesus, Dolly girl, you look so pretty like this,” he murmured, his voice dripping with praise, his fingers tightening in my hair until the pain mixed with the ecstasy. “Gagging on my cock, taking the whole thing down your throat, and drooling all over yourself.” His whole body shivered, his words and my mouth turning him on until I knew he’d lose control soon. “You’re fucking perfect.”
I should hate how much I loved this, on my knees and slobbering on my uncle’s massive cock. I should have fucking hated how much my body responded to everything about this. He was my uncle, my father’s brother… and somehow that all made me even more aroused.
I closed my eyes and worked on getting him off. My pussy clenched with every thrust of his hips. My nipples ached from the minutes, hours… days and months he’d spent teasing them.