After the first time in the car [(Read Chapter 1 here)](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/ao29wb/the_family_fucktoy_ch_1_fm_incest_coercion_blowjob/), Uncle Kenny left me alone for a while. He had left bruises on my neck, and I had a sore throat for days. I felt violated, helpless, afraid. but I couldn’t stop thinking about his dick. The feeling of the smooth head and the pulsating veins in my mouth. the thick muscular shaft pushing my throat open. the sounds of his grunts and moans. the taste of his hot semen.
A few weeks passed and I was starting to think it would never happen again, with a mixture of relief and disappointment. One night I was washing dishes, when I heard someone come in the side door. I turn around and there he is. Before I can say anything, he’s backing me up against the sink, his hands on either side of me. He breathes in deeply, smelling my skin and my hair. I didn’t know whether to be terrified or turned on.