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 watched me, his gaze locked on my tits with every pull of the machine. “Look at you,” he said, his voice thick with arousal. “So perfect. So fucking beautiful.” He pulled his cock out, the length thick and long and leaking pre-cum. He started jerking off as he watched the machine suck the milk out my nipples.
I couldn’t lie. The sensation in my breasts and the sight of my uncle masturbating while watching me turned me on. I moaned and started rocking my hips against the stool as pleasure coursed through me. “Uncle Brooks… I need you…”
He stepped closer, his fingers wrapped around his girthy cock. “You need me to finally fuck you, Dolly? To fill up your pussy as your tits get drained?”
I closed my eyes and moaned, nodding before whispering, “Yes.” I gasped as the words fell from my lips, my body trembling, wanting to be filled by Uncle Brooks’s huge dick.
“Soon, baby. Let me watch your milkers getting drained a bit longer, and then I’ll fuck my good girl raw.”
This was wrong, but God, did it feel good.
9
DOLLY
I didn’t think I’d ever been as aroused as I was right now.
My hands gripped the edges of the milking machine, my back arching as Uncle Brooks turned up the suction, intensifying it, pulling every drop from my breasts.
His hands moved behind me, keeping me attached to the machine while positioning me so I was now on my hands and knees. The hay was soft beneath my knees, my big breasts swaying beneath me as they continued to get suckled on.
He gripped my hips, his fingers digging into my flesh as he positioned himself behind me. I glanced over my shoulder to see his shirt gone and his thick shaft aimed right at my cunt.
He was enormous, his shaft thick and veiny, the tip already slick with pre-cum. I gasped, my heart pounding as I felt the hard, hot crown of his cock pressing against my pussy hole.
My cunt clenched in anticipation, my body aching for him.
“You’re going to take all of me, Dolly,” he growled, his voice low and rough. He gripped my waist so tight I knew I’d feel his fingers on me days later, bruises from his fierce hold a delightful reminder.
Uncle Brooks didn’t wait for a response. He thrust into me with a single, brutal stroke. I cried out, my body rocking forward from the motion. I felt my pussy stretching to accommodate him. I wasn’t a virgin, but it had been a while since I’d had sex, and my uncle’s cock was huge.
The pain mingled with pleasure in a way that made my head spin coupled with the milking machine still sucking me, heightening my desire.
He filled me completely. I glanced over my shoulder, panting, seeing the tension in him. The way his muscles contracted as he held himself back was an erotic turn on, and his taboo desire for me was clear in the strain of his body.
He was holding himself back. I didn’t want him to. I wanted him to be raw and wild.
Untamed.
“Relax, Dolly,” he murmured, his voice rough with need. But before I could respond, he pulled out, ran his tongue from my clit to my asshole, and shoved back in, the head of his cock stretching me wide. I cried out, pain and pleasure mingling in a sharp, electric wave as he claimed his niece.
Uncle Brooks was relentless, pressing his hips forward until he was buried to the hilt repeatedly. “God, you’re tight,” he groaned, his hands gripping my hips as he stilled inside me, giving me a moment to adjust. “So hot and wet for your uncle. My beautiful girl.”
It was ecstasy, Uncle finally fucking me and my tits gloriously pumped and squeezed by the milking machine.
But I could feel the tension in him, the way his cock throbbed inside of me like he was desperate to come but edging himself for his pleasure and mine.
He leaned down, his lips brushing against my ear. “You feel so good,” he whispered, his breath hot against my skin. “The best I’ve ever fucking had.” Reaching around, he grabbed one of my tits and kneaded the flesh. Hard. I looked down and saw a gush of milk fill the clear pumping tube.
Unable to hold back, I moaned loudly, the sight so erotic that I felt a rush of my cum flood around my uncle’s dick in my cunt and drip out my hole. I had never been so turned on in my life.
Then Uncle Brooks moved again, his thrusts slow and deliberate at first, but with each passing second, he pistoned harder and faster, seeking his orgasm.
“You’re mine now,” he growled. “Completely mine. I won’t let you go. I won’t ever let anyone else have you.”
The sound of the milking machine suctioning in intervals was an auditory orgasm on its own.