Giving Uncle Jack my most precious gift..

((Part 2 of 3))

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Uncle Jack reaches for my ass, lifting me up as I wrap my legs around his waist. He makes me feel weightless I can’t contain my excitement of what’s to come. I nuzzle my head into his neck and I breathe in his scent, musk and spice. Electricity is surging through my body and I can’t control my body from tingling.

He carries me from the kitchen, up the stairs and to his bedroom. He gently puts me down and I look at him and tell him to sit on the bed. I’ve waited so long for this moment I’m not about to skip a beat. Uncle Jack obeys, sitting on the edge of the bed watching me, his face filled with hunger.

I take a step back and smile, I want him to watch me closesly. I want him to see every inch of me. I take a deep breath and fold my arms, taking the ends of my shirt and slowly lifting it up and over my head. Jack leans back on the bed a little, speechless, enjoying every second of this private show, made specially for him.

I undo the zip on my skirt and let it fall to my feet as I step out of it. I’m stood before him in a matching white lace combo. My breasts barely contained in my small bra, I put my hands behind my back and unhook, releasing myself. I watch Uncle Jack as his breathing gets heavy, his eyes locked on my chest. I can’t help but move slow, I want him to savour me. My bra falls away and my breasts are big, heaving and heavy. My nipples swollen and sensitive.

I stand there for a minute, letting the sight of me in just my panties sink far deep into his core memories. I bite my lip and slowly turn around. I’ve imagined this scene over and over in my head and I hope to God he’s enjoying watching as much as I enjoy putting on this show for him.

***My feet spread a few feet apart and my thumbs slide under the white lace and I painstakingly take my time over gliding my panties over my soft ass. I hear Uncle Jack groan as I bend over, exposing the flesh between my legs, the white lace passing over my ass and down my legs. I drop my panties to the floor and my small hands reaches back over my ass cheeks and I grip lightly, ever so slightly pulling my cheeks apart to really show Uncle Jack what he’s in for.***

“Sammy…” he’s practically panting my name.

I stand up straight and turn to face him, he’s stood close to me now, I never heard him get off the bed. His arms are round me in an instant as though to protect me. He lifts me again, this time his fingers graze the skin between my thighs sending shocks through my body all over a second time.

He places me down on the bed, kissing my cheeks, my chin, my neck, my shoulder.

“Sammy, sweetheart. We don’t have to do any of this until you’re ready, you know that, don’t you? I don’t want you to think I’m forcing you to make a decision or to even do something like this with a man like me.” I look up at him, my big doe eyes honest, my chest lifting and falling as I take in deeper breaths before saying

***”I’ve wanted you for so long, I just never knew how to tell you. I’ve never been with any man, I’ve only ever wanted you, Uncle Jack. I know I’m ready. I want you to take me.”***

He closes his eyes slowly, repeating my words in his head, wanting to remember the moment I asked him to take my virginity.

His hands move from my arms to across my chest, over my nipples and breasts, down my stomach. I close my eyes and tilt my head up. The sensations feeling so new and foreign to me, I’m excited by the slightest touch.

I open my eyes and look deep at him as he says “Darlin’, I’d do anything to make you happy, you know that… I just wanna be 100% certain that you’re ready. I don’t know what I’d do if I.. if I hurt you in any way.”

I reach down to take his hand and lead him to my velvet opening. His eyes follow his hand, his touch is light, loving. His fingers find its way within my fold, the touch is slippery and soft.

He reaches my entrance, one finger making circles, tantalising my senses. My back arches as he continues, I’m starting to pant. Then, as though he’s reading my body, one of his fingers slides straight into my tight pussy making me cry out. One swift action and he releases me, I grab his hand and bring his finger to my mouth where I use my tongue to lick it clean then taking all in my mouth and lightly suck. Uncle Jack watches my mouth in amazement, I know he’s turned on, his hard bulge pressing against my leg.

“Sammy.. Fuck. Fuck…” he gets off the bed and swiftly removes his shirt. He’s slower with his belt, his jeans, until he’s stood there in his grey boxers, a fully erect cock within. Without realising it I’m biting my bottom lip, hard. I’m watching him attentively as he pulls down his last remaining item of clothing as his cock bounces against the elastic and I hear a “smack” against his abdomen.

It’s going to fucking hurt.

Before resuming the position with me on the bed, he stands there watching me, eyes over my body as his right hand strokes his cock. I don’t think I’ve ever pictured a better sight in my life than right now. Uncle Jack isn’t ripped, he hasn’t got a body of adonis and that’s what I love about him. A few extra pounds, a perfect sized dick and eyes that could eat me up.

He comes back to bed, lying on his side beside me and we continue to kiss, his hands groping at my breast, his cock pressed firmly against me. “You definitely want this? Want me?” he asks between our kisses.

“I’m so wet for you, Uncle Jack. I don’t want to wait a second longer, I want to feel you inside me.”

And with that he manoeuvres himself between my legs, I feel his dick nudge my pusating cunt. He sits up, ensuring he has his balance and perfect control. His takes his dick in his hand, pumping it slowly, and places it at my entrance.

He looks at me smiling “Sweetheart, you’re so very very wet. As excited as I am, and as turned on about it as I feel, I know you’ll be incredibly tight. It’s going to hurt you and there may be a bit of blood. But you need to tell me when to stop, okay? You just say the word and I’ll pull out slowly and we can stop. Okay?”

I nod at him, I’m nervous but I don’t say it. My heart is racing and I almost want to tell him to stop. But I don’t. I never want to tell him to stop, I will never ask him to. I’ll ride through the pain because at the end of it all comes pleasure, right? I will do anything to make this man happy and right now, all I can think about is how good it will finally feel to let him fill me with his cum.

He uses his erection to stroke my inner lips, spreading my juices evenly across my cunt. The feel of him arousing me, making me wetter. I feel the slightest bit of pressure when he puts the tip at the opening of my sex and I let out a loud moan, it’s already too much.

“Fuck, Sammy. You’re already so damn tight.” he chuckles lightly “You’re so ripe and beautiful. I can’t tell you how much I’ve wanted this, baby. You’re so fuckin’ wet for me already, God just feeling you gets me so hard. Ever since seeing that photo you sent me.. fuck. You’re all I think about. I want to feel your tightness against me, sweetheart.”

His words melt like butter, arousing me to my very core. I smile, bite my lip and slowly close my eyes as I grip the sheets willing for my cunt to open for him, hoping the pain won’t be unbearable. He’s rock solid against me, pre-cum leaking from his tip. His hips pull back a tiny bit ready for the first slow plunge into my wetness.

He grips my waist hard, looks me in the eye and says

*”hold on, baby.”*

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**All characters are 18+ years old**

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