*Lines are crossed and a teen’s curiosity is exploited by her devious uncle. 100% fiction.*
We were driving back from town in the old white pick up truck, when it first happened.
Uncle Kenny was whistling some old country song, and the wind was blowing in my hair. I could feel his eyes on me. I often felt him looking at me, his gaze lingering on my skin just a moment too long. But now that it was just us, he really let himself stare. The afternoon sunlight was glowing on my tan skin and the bumps in the road were making my full, tender breasts bounce and jiggle. He could barely keep his eyes on the road. I blushed. I knew he was being inappropriate, but i liked the tingling feeling it gave me.
He looked me up and down, licking his lips. I could see the lust inside him boiling over. He reached over and cautiously brushed the back of his hand against my cheek. “You’re a real beauty, you know that?” His voice was rough. I blushed harder. His hand moved down onto my neck. I knew he was dead wrong – even though we weren’t blood relatives, he was married to my aunt!
But I was high on the rush of adrenaline. I just wanted to see what would happen. So I unbuttoned my shirt, exposing my cleavage.
He immediately pulled the truck over and turned off the engine. “Oh darlin” he whispered, practically drooling on himself. I was on a power trip, I thought I was going to tease him and leave him with blue balls – surely he would never cross that line! He was old enough to be my dad! But boy, I was wrong. Without another word, he unzipped his pants and pulled out the biggest, angriest looking dick I had ever seen.
I had hooked up with boys my age, hand jobs in the movie theater and making out under the bleachers. But I had never actually had sex, and I had never really seen a grown man’s dick. I was shocked and horrified by his thick, muscular, throbbing meat. I was suddenly frightened. I tried to button up, but his hands were all over me, ripping open my shirt and pulling down my bra. His rough, calloused fingers sent a chill through me – he was hungry, moving fast and squeezing my delicate flesh. I tried to protest, but he grabbed the back of my head and pushed my face down towards his lap. I was confused and taken off guard. Before I realized what was happening, his cock was in my mouth – the heat and strength of his flesh sending a wash of pleasure down my spine.
I tried to pull back, but he held my head down, firm and tight. He slowly pushed his pulsating meat against the back of my throat, the head steadily stretching open my throat muscles. I was choking and gagging, tears streaming down my cheeks. “Relax” he commanded. the grip of his hands on my neck and head was unrelenting. I had no choice but to submit.I stopped resisting and his cock slid even deeper down my throat. “Good girl.” I looked up at him and he smiled.
Holding my hair, he started stroking his cock with my head – slamming my throat farther and father down his shaft, grunting and breathing hard above me. It felt like my throat was going to rip open. Just when i thought i couldn’t take it anymore, his whole body seized up and his cock erupted, squirting a huge load of semen into my throat. He held me down, forcing massive amounts of his thick, hot jizz directly into my stomach. “That’s my good girl” he grunted, milking the last drops into my mouth.
Without another word, he zipped his pants back up, restarted the engine and took off down the road, whistling the same song.
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/f93sx7/the_family_fucktoy_chapter_1_fm_coercion_incest