Fucked by my bum uncle

My mom brought her bum brother to stay with us during the summer holiday because he had nowhere else to go. She needed the little rent money he promised, and she was gone at work most of the time anyway. That left me alone with him in the house.

At first he was just sitting around watching TV and drinking. Then one afternoon he called me into the living room. He was on the couch with his pants open, his cock already out and half-hard. I was still innocent then as I asked if he was okay.

"Uncle Derek is okay," he said. "But his banana is hurting, you can help him feel much better."

"How." I asked disbelieving.

"Come here, sweetheart," he said. "I got something important to teach you. Sucking this right here will help it stop hurting. And it will give cream that will help with your Asthma. Swallowing it every day will make you stronger, healthier. Your mom used to do it when she was your age."

I stood there frozen, I had just had my first period, a fourteen year old virgin who had never even kissed anyone. He patted the cushion next to him.

"Just try it once. Open your mouth and put your lips around it. It won't hurt. If you don't like it, you can stop anytime."

I knelt down because he kept insisting it was normal and good for me. And I really wanted to get rid of my sickness. My hands shook as I touched his cock. It felt hot and heavy. He guided my head forward until the head pushed past my lips. The taste was salty and strong. He told me to suck gently, to use my tongue on the underside.

"That's it. Swallow every drop when it comes. That's where all the good stuff is."

He held my hair and moved my head up and down. I gagged a little when he pushed deeper, but he said that was normal for the first time. After a few minutes his cock started to throb. He groaned and held me still while thick, warm spurts filled my mouth. He told me to swallow it all. I did, even though it was a lot and some of it ran down my chin.

He pulled out and wiped my lips with his thumb.

"Good girl. You'll feel better already."

I stayed on my knees, tasting him on my tongue, my face hot. He tucked himself away and turned the TV back on like nothing had happened.

This went on for weeks. Every afternoon when Mom was at work, my uncle called me over. I would drop to my knees between his spread legs, open my mouth, and take his cock like he taught me. He always made sure I swallowed every drop, telling me how healthy it was making me. By the time I discovered he lied about the value of swallowing I was already hooked. I got used to the taste, the weight on my tongue, the way his hand held the back of my head while he pumped his load down my throat.And mostly the way he groaned and writhed in pleasure. After he'd tell me how special I am. I had never known my real dad and this was the closest thing to fatherly love.

Then one day he changed everything. I had just finished swallowing when he suddenly grabbed me, flipped me onto my back on the couch, and yanked my shorts and panties down in one rough motion. Before I could react, his mouth was between my legs. His tongue dragged straight up my slit, then pressed flat against my clit and started licking in firm, wet strokes.

I gasped and tried to close my thighs, but he held them open. The feeling was nothing like anything I had felt before. Hot, wet, relentless. My hips jerked on their own. A strange tingling started low in my belly and spread fast. My legs started shaking. I could feel myself getting wetter with every pass of his tongue. He sucked my clit between his lips and flicked it, and the vibration shot straight through me. I moaned out loud without meaning to.

He kept going. Licking, sucking, pushing his tongue inside me. My virgin pussy clenched around nothing while the tingling built and built until it burst. My whole body locked up and I came hard, thighs squeezing his head, a rush of wetness coating his tongue. He didn't stop. He licked me through it until I was twitching and whimpering.

After that first time, the feeling stayed with me. I couldn't stop thinking about it. The next day I found myself standing in front of him, shifting from foot to foot, face burning.

"Can you... do that again?" I asked quietly.

He smirked and pulled me down onto the couch. He spread my legs and buried his face in my pussy again, licking and sucking until I was shaking and coming on his tongue. After that I started asking for it every day. Sometimes right after I finished swallowing his cum, sometimes before. I would lie back, pull my shorts off, and spread my legs for him without him even telling me to. The tingling, the shaking, the way my body vibrated when he sucked my clit became something I needed. I would beg for his mouth between my legs, grinding against his tongue until I came over and over, addicted to the feeling he gave me.

The next morning Mom called to say she was staying at her boyfriend's again and wouldn't be back until the next day. The house felt different with just me and Uncle left alone. After he had me on my back with his tongue working my clit until I came hard, he pulled his face away and wiped his mouth on the back of his hand.

"Do you know what your mommy is doing out there right now?" he asked.

I shook my head, still catching my breath.

"Want me to show you?"

Curiosity got the better of me. I nodded.

He stood up, pulled his pants down, and his cock sprang out already hard. He climbed onto the couch between my spread legs, grabbed the base of his cock, and pressed the thick head against my virgin opening. I tensed as he started pushing. It was too big. The stretch burned. He kept pressing anyway, forcing the head inside inch by inch while I whimpered. My pussy clenched around the intrusion, trying to push him back out, but he kept going until just the head and a little more was buried in me.

"Fuck, you're tight," he grunted. He started thrusting in short, shallow strokes, working more of his cock into me with every push. The burn turned into a strange fullness. My hips twitched. The pressure built fast. When he angled up and rubbed against something inside me, my whole body jolted. I came without warning, pussy clamping down hard around his cock as I shook and moaned.

He didn't stop. He kept fucking me through it, pushing deeper each time. After he groaned and pumped his load inside me, he pulled out. Cum leaked from my stretched hole. He grabbed a towel and wiped me clean, then looked down at his cock already getting hard again.

Without saying anything he climbed back on top of me. This time he pushed in smoother. I could take almost three quarters of his length before it started hurting. He fucked me harder, calling me a slut while he pounded into me.

"Look at you, taking my cock like a little slut. You love this, don't you?"

The words made my face burn but my body reacted anyway. My pussy clenched around him again and I came hard, legs shaking, moaning loud while he kept thrusting through my orgasm.

After that my body started needing it. Even when I told myself I shouldn't, every afternoon when Mom was gone I found myself coming to him naked and spreading my legs for him. We fucked almost every day. Sometimes on the couch, I would sometimes sneak into his room at night. He'd call me names, degrade me while he used me, and every time my body betrayed me by coming hard around his cock.