by Izzy Slam
“Easy, darlin’. I just wanna sample. I’m not gonna fuck your ass. Yet.”
I let out a sigh of relief, allowing my head to fall to the bed below. His finger sinks deeper into my rectum, forcing me to moan with pleasure as I’m stretched there too. He’s claiming both of my holes now, his thick cock drilling my cunt as his digit invades my most delicate entrance.
I shiver with delight as the invasion brings me another orgasm, this time in both places at once. My cunt and ass clench in synchrony as my uncle pounds me harder and harder.
“Good girl,” he grumbles, giving me a slap on the ass before pulling out of me.
I feel his body weight hit the bed, and the next thing I know, he’s pulling me on top of him, lifting me by the waist and lowering me down over his throbbing cock.
I fall forward, tightening my fingers on the hard muscles of his pecs. I feel spent as he begins to fuck me again, his balls slinging upward and slapping my ass with the ferocity of his thrusts.
I clamp my legs around his hips as my walls begin to tighten again, tossing me into the throes of another orgasm. This one grips me, making me pant as I toss my head back and groan uncontrollably.
Uncle Steve’s member seems to grow larger inside of me as his voice rumbles all around me. He presses me down on him, grinding his rod to the depths of my cunt as his cum splashes my walls.
“Fuuuuuck!” he roars, his dick pulsating as he shoots his seed in my belly. My muscles tighten around his girth, gripping and throbbing and tugging more cum from his shaft. His slick fluid drips out of me with each thrust, and when I finally catch my breath and glance down at his face, he’s dragging his tongue along his lower lip, swiping the upper edge of his goatee as he gives one more push deep inside of me.
“Looks like that pussy of yours earned you three grand tonight.”
I laugh softly, running my hands up and down his chest.
“I also hope that belly of yours claims my seed the way I claimed your innocence.”
I fall down on his chest, his hairs tickling my nose. “You want to put a baby in my tummy, uncle?”
“Oh hell yes,” he growls, cupping my ass in his strong hands. “Put a baby in that tummy and take care of you every day, all day.”
I plant several kisses on his neck, trailing my tongue over his salty flesh. “Well, you better fuck me every day, then. Make sure it sticks.”
“I will, little niece. Gonna move you in here with me so I can keep you and fuck you whenever I want. And damn anyone who tries to stop me.”
I like the sound of that.
~The End
Landscaped by the Uncle
***
There’s something so sexy about a hard-working man, covered in sweat and oozing testosterone from every pore. So when I catch my stepdad’s brother mowing our lawn, I can’t help but stare at him from my bedroom window. But my new step uncle sees me spying on him and promptly comes inside, catching me just before I get in the shower. He can see everything! And it turns out the attraction isn’t one-sided. This sexy uncle is going to take me rough, right after he does a little landscaping of his own to make me bare.
“I’m heading to work, baby. Tony will be here any minute to cut the grass.”
“Oh? What happened?”
Tony was my stepdad’s brother, a 30-something bachelor who had just moved here from Florida last month and started his own landscaping company. I had only met him once very briefly, but he seemed nice enough.
“The lawn mower stopped working again. Tony said he’d bring his by and take care of it for me.”
“That’s awful nice of him. Well, I’ll be sure to let him in when he gets here.”
“Thanks, princess. I’ll see you tonight.”
My stepdaddy gave me a wink before leaving. And I made my way upstairs so I could get ready to shower. I was meeting some friends for lunch and I didn’t want to be late.
Once inside my bedroom, I shed my clothes and started brushing my hair. I wanted to paint my nails, too, so I rummaged through the different bottles to pick out my favorite color. I don’t think five minutes had passed when I heard the tell-tale sounds of a loud mower outside my bedroom window. Curious, I peeked through the glass, and sure enough, there was my Uncle Tony, pushing a red mower across the lawn. He was wearing a plain white t-shirt and blue jeans, and appeared to already be soaked in sweat. As hot as it was out there, I worried he wouldn’t last long.
I started to make my way downstairs to get him a cold bottle of water, when he let up on the handle, instantly stopping the engine. After tugging off his shirt, he used it to wipe his forehead and all along the front of his chest. His very tan, very ripped chest.
Damn, Uncle Tony was hot as fuck. I thought he was attractive when I met him last month right after I turned eighteen, but the meeting had been so brief—a quick introduction as I passed through the room—I had barely seen him, really. And he hadn’t been drenched in sweat and showing off his sexy abs.
I leaned my naked body forward, pressing my hands to the glass as I watched him start up the mower again. I stood there as he made several passes up and down the yard, his muscles rippling as he twisted and turned the mower around the edge of the woods. I bit my lip and my pussy became drenched. God, I don’t know what had gotten into me, but my uncle was making me so horny.
Moving a hand between my legs, I allowed my fingers so slide past my folds, slipping and sloshing through the juices as I began fondling myself. I used a single finger to circle my clit, feeling my nipples pucker as I brought myself to the edge. I fantasized about him coming up here and fucking me senseless as I stared at his hard body, shiny with sweat from hard work.
I really should stop, get dressed, and take him some water. Not stand here and masturbate in front of the window completely naked with pert, hard nipples and a dripping cunt. I mean, what if he saw me? He’d think I was some kind of psycho.
But I couldn’t stop. I was soaked and close to cumming.
“Ooh, yeah,” I purred as he started a new row right in front of my bedroom, flexing his muscles. The sweat glistened on his chest, and as he moved closer to me, my nipple lightly brushed the cool glass forcing it to pucker up tight. It felt so good that I released a groan and sank my teeth into my lower lip, pressing both of my tits against the glass to increase the pleasure, to make this a full-body experience. I kicked a leg up on the small shelf next to me and rapidly flicked my bean as an orgasm approached, thinking of Uncle Tony’s sweaty body pounding into me.
Oh god, he was so close to me now. His dark hair shone in the sun, and right as he came within several feet of my window, right as I teetered on the edge of my orgasm, he looked up at me, catching me in the act.
I gasped and froze, and he slowed down to a crawl, his eyes flicking down to my chest and a smile spreading on his face.
He released the mower and gave me a quick wave, and I spun around, feeling my face heat from embarrassment. He couldn’t have seen me masturbating. But my tits had been squished against the window, so he certainly got an eyeful there.
I didn’t know what to do. Would he tell my stepdaddy what I had been doing, or would he keep it a secret? I had no idea. All I knew was that I was mortified and just wanted to crawl in a hole. But since there were no holes to crawl in, the shower was the next best thing.
I made a beeline for my dresser and pulled out some clean clothes to take to the bathroom with me so I could get dressed after drying off. Then I went to my closet and tugged a shirt off the hanger, shaking my head as I replayed the look on his face as Uncle Tony caught me staring at him, completely naked.
Jesus, I had met the man once! And already I had ruined everything. How could I ever be in the same room with him again, with him knowing his 18-year-old step niece had been gawking at him like some kind of female psychotic pervert? How would I survive family functions? I’d have to come up with some good excuses to get out of them. All of them.
At the peak of my mortification, I spun to lea
ve my bedroom, only to find my uncle standing right there, his hard, sweaty body leaning against my door frame with a wicked grin on his face.
I jumped and shrieked, clutching my clothes to my chest. “What are you doing up here?”
His eyes swept the length of my body, making me hot all over.
“I came up here to check out what my sweet niece was doing.” He pointed his gaze between my legs. “Looks like someone was having quite a good time watching her uncle.”
I glanced down, realizing I was still naked as the day I was born. He could see me. All of me, including my pussy that was still drenched from masturbating. But surely he couldn’t tell that, could he?
I dropped a hand to my crotch, covering it with my shirt. “I wasn’t … it’s not what it looks like, Uncle Tony. I was just checking on you, worried you might overheat, that’s all.” I gulped through the lie, hoping he would buy it. “I need to get ready for a lunch date. I was … I was just about to shower.”
God, I hope he bought that.
He licked his lips and raised a brow before shoving his hands in his pockets. I couldn’t help but look at his chest again, perfectly sculpted abs, strong jaw, dark brooding eyes, and the luscious way he looked at me. Tingles rippled through my belly.
“Well, don’t let me stop you,” he replied, keeping his gaze laser focused on me.
“Okay, thanks.” I waited for him to leave, but he refused to budge from the doorway. We stood there for what seemed an awkward length of time when it dawned on me: he’s going to make me walk past him.
Great. Could this get any weirder?
I walked to the door, feeling the tension mount with each step. He was smiling at me, and all I could think about was him watching my naked ass as I walked down the hallway.
Uncle Tony was taking up half the door space, so I had to turn my body sideways to walk through. As I did, he turned with me, eyeing me with lust. My skin flushed and that dampness reappeared between my legs.
“Were you touching yourself while you watched me?”
I held my breath, afraid to answer. But it did feel more like a rhetorical question, or that he didn’t expect me to respond. He knew.
He stepped close to me and ran his gaze over my face. “That’s what I thought. Well, little niece, you should know, my landscaping services aren’t restricted to yards.” As he said it, Uncle Tony brushed his fingers over my narrow thatch of hair, making me pull in a rushed breath. I fell against the doorframe as he leaned in closer. “I could cut it nice and short, have you looking pretty for that lunch date of yours.”
I pulled back and gave him a funny look. “Huh?”
My heart pummeled inside my chest, and that need I had felt just moments ago while watching him outside swelled inside of me again. A ball of desire formed in my core as I imagined him between my legs, shaving my pussy until it was bald. But I sure as hell wouldn’t want it done for my friends.
“My lunch date … it’s … it’s not with a guy.”
He shrugged and placed his arm on the wall above my head as he inched closer. I could smell his sweat and testosterone, feel his breath hitting my face. “Then I’ll make you look good for the next guy who comes along.”
I licked my lips and shivered all over as his free hand roamed over my hip. God, I wanted him to touch me where it counted, but he obviously wanted to tease me until I caved. Well, it wasn’t going to take much to make me cave. If he wanted to shave my pussy, who was I to say no?
“I guess we should go to the bathroom, then?” I asked, nervously.
His mouth lifted in a smile. “Lead the way, gorgeous.”
***
I sat on the edge of the tub as Uncle Tony reached into the shower to get the razor and shaving cream. He then turned on the water, checking the temperature before pulling the stopper closed. I admired his shirtless body as he came dangerously close to brushing against my skin.
“The secret to a good landscaping job is making sure everything is ready to be trimmed, which means getting it good and soaked.” My eyes went wide as he continued. “And with a little warm water and some soap, you can keep the redness and irritation to a minimum.”
I flipped around, placing my feet in the tub before sinking into the warm water. I thought for sure he would get undressed and join me. I wouldn’t mind rubbing my soapy hands all over his body. But instead of lowering himself in the tub with me, he knelt on the floor and scanned me from head to toe, pausing right in the middle.
Next, he wet a washcloth and rolled a bar of soap around, getting it nice and sudsy. I stared at his hands, feeling that ball of desire grow tighter inside of me. I needed to feel him touch me.
Uncle Tony finally reached forward and dragged the washcloth over my belly and under the swell of my breasts. My breathing increased, and my pulse hammered as I watched him study me with a hunger in his eyes.
He ran the washcloth down the tops of my legs, and then along the insides, stopping short of my aching pussy. I purred as he navigated up the curve of my hips, all the way to my chest. My breast buds tingled and tightened as he lightly touched them with the cloth, watching my face as he teased me.
My cheeks must have been red, not just from the heat of the water but from the heat that was circulating between us. After several minutes of running the cloth over almost every inch of my body, he squeezed out the excess water and draped the washcloth over the ledge of the tub.
“Is my pretty niece ready for uncle’s special landscaping?” His fingers sought out my tuft of hair, and as he lightly dragged the tips of them over my mound, I couldn’t help but moan my approval.
“Nice and soft. Perfect. Now stand up for me so I can make that pussy look pretty.” He extended a hand to help me up, and then he kicked off his work boots and stepped out of his jeans, leaving a pair of very snug briefs in place. I tried my best to get a good look at his crotch, but I didn’t want to seem obvious, so I looked away, feeling my body surge with heat.
He put his feet in the tub then sat down on the edge, putting him at eye level with my mound. He caressed the length of my right leg before stopping at my calf and gently raising it to place next to him.
“Nervous?” he asked.
“A little.” I was nervous, but not about him hurting me. I had faith that he knew what he was doing. The only thing making me nervous was his presence, and the way I felt around him.
“Don’t be. I promise to be gentle.”
He winked at me, and I giggled.
After angling the can, a blob of foam formed in the palm of his hand. He lightly dabbed it over my hair. “You like a gentle touch, do you?”
I bit my lip. “Depends on what’s happening. For something like this, yes. But when it comes to … other things….” I cleared my throat, embarrassed to say more. I don’t know why I could stand naked in front of him like this and get turned on while actually vocalizing my feelings was like hitting a wall, but that’s how it felt.
“When it comes to other things, you like it rough. A man who knows what he’s doing.”
“Yes. I … I guess I do.”
I had no idea if I liked it rough. I certainly liked the idea of rough, but I was only 18 and hadn’t been with anyone older than me. I had never been with a man who knew what he was doing. And it was apparent that my stepdaddy’s brother definitely knew what he was doing.
Uncle Tony pulled his eyes down and ran the blade over my flesh, the soft sounds of my hair being gently removed making me shiver. He moved slowly, carefully, starting on the outside and working his way in. I held onto the wall of the shower as he used his fingers to open my lips, running the razor oh-so-slowly over my sensitive pink skin.
My nipples zinged as he lifted the wash cloth to rinse away the last few streaks of shaving cream. And when I glanced down to look at the job, I was shocked at the way my pussy looked, so bald and hairless, making me look so much more innocent than I was.
Uncle Tony moved closer, running his fingertips over my lips, softly an
d smoothly up then down, sending pulses of electric tingles all through me. My clit began to swell at the close proximity of his hand. I parted my thigh a little wider, forcing my pussy lips to open slightly on their own, and my bulging clit made an appearance.
“Mmm, that’s what I like to see,” Uncle Tony moaned.
He licked the tip of his finger then gently touched my pearl as it peeked out, looking up at my face as he did so. I sucked in a rush of air as he began to slowly circle it, making it swell even further. My legs trembled and I thrust my hips forward, clinging to the tiles in the shower for dear life.
“Your pussy is nice and smooth, now, sweet niece. I think I need to rinse you off myself, make sure you’re clean.”
I huffed as I nodded. He stood up, and feeling dizzy from lust, I leaned my head back as I watched him open the drain and turn on the water, checking the temperature with his hand. He then stepped inside the tub and turned my body so that I was facing the other wall, moving behind me and wrapping a strong arm around my waist. He reached over and twisted the knob so that the water began streaming from the showerhead, and it was warm as it sprayed down on us.
“Let uncle rinse you off, sweetie,” he murmured in my ear.
After removing the showerhead from the wall, he aimed it along my front, running his rough hands gently over my breasts, then down to my belly, and all the way between my legs. The water pulsed out, hot and hard over my pussy as he petted my mound. I moaned, falling back against his strong chest as he rinsed me off.
His hand gripped my thigh and he pulled it up. “Set your foot up there.”
I rested my toes on the inside ledge of the tub, and Uncle Tony moved the showerhead down again. This time, the stream of water hit my clit, making me squeal with pleasure.
“Feel good, darlin’?” His breath hit my neck, and I nodded, hugging his arm around my waist as it held me steady.
“Fuck, you’re making your uncle so hard right now. Feel?”
He pressed his front to me, and I could feel his erection on my lower back, his cock twitching hard underneath his briefs.
