Uncle Charles

It’s been awhile since I submitted anything. I hope you enjoy =) When I was 17, Uncle Charles (36) came over to ask me for a favor.

It was a nice sunny morning and I was laying in bed with my windows open, enjoying the sunlight on my naked body. My peachy-pink nipples were soft and puffy and my hairless pink pussy was, as always, wet and slightly swollen with the very tip of my hooded clit peeking out the top of my slit and I stretched, letting my legs fall open before licking my fingers and sliding them to my pussy.

I explored my folds before sinking three fingers in and swirling them, coating them in my thick juices before sliding back up to my clit. I rubbed it in circles as I cupped my right tit and brought my nipple to my lips and circled it with my wet tongue before sucking it into my mouth. I looked out the window to see the guy across the street pulling out his lawn mower and other things he used to maintain his lawn and moaned softly.

I have a thing for lawn guys, or well anyone doing yard work to be honest. So I smiled and sat up more so I could watch him as I got myself off. This guy was older, early 50’s maybe, and would watch me sunbathe in the front yard from one of his upstairs windows sometimes. If it was a weekday and no one was home and kids weren’t outside, I’d take my top off for him and rub the tanning oil onto my tits slowly. Once, I untied the sides of my bikini bottoms and laid on my stomach with my legs spread slightly and let the sun soak over my ass. He came out to check his mail and I could see the outline of his hard cock in his khaki shorts. I hoped he used that image of me to jack off.

I was thinking about him walking up to my window and blatantly watching me touch myself for him when my phone rang and ruined the moment.

Slightly annoyed, I answered the phone with a curt, “Hello?”

“Good morning, Nikki. Did I interrupt something?”

I sighed and continued to slowly finger my pussy, “No Uncle Charles. How are you today?”

“I’m alright. Are you home alone today? I wanted to ask a… favor of you?” He sounded strained, and needy.

“I’m home alone for the long weekend. What’s up?” I knew what kind of favor he was going to ask for, but I was not prepared for this favor.

“I was hoping that you would be able to, if you want to that is… dominate me?”

I pulled the phone from my ear and looked at it like it was insane then brought it back to my ear and opened and closed my mouth. I’d never been the dominant one. Had I had moments where I wanted to? Yeah, but it was only for short spurts of time. “Me? Dominate.. you?”

“Well I was thinking just you know, degrade me, maybe slap my cock and balls around a bit, stomp on them if you wanted to… use me…” his voice started out strong and ended in a whisper. “You could order me around maybe? Just be mean to me. I know you will enjoy yourself. You weren’t made to always be soft and subby. There’s a goddess in there begging to be let out…”

The idea intrigued me. “I guess I could try..”

“I’ll be right over my Lady.”

I sighed as I pulled my fingers from my dripping cunt and watched the man across the street pull his shirt off and start his lawn mower. I figured I should probably try to dress the part to try to get in the mood.

Uncle Charles was a decent looking man. Hispanic, tattoos up his neck and fully sleeved, he had tats everywhere except his face. He had dimples when he smiled and he worked out regularly so his body was muscular but not overly so. There was an edginess to him. Before today, our play consisted of me going to his house every other weekend and cleaning while naked. I was free use to him and enjoyed my time with him usually.

My pussy contracted as my thoughts went to his cock. Tan and smooth with a velvety almost purple tip that flared and hit my g-spot perfectly. It was slightly longer and thicker than average and his cum always tasted good - slightly sweet and tangy with a hint of salt.

I zipped up my knee high platform boots and pulled my short black dress into place, barely covering my ass and pussy over my wide hole fishnets. I put my hair into a high ponytail and put on my thick eyeliner and false lashes. I had just put my red lipstick away when he knocked on my front door. I looked at myself in the mirror and squared my shoulders. I wasn’t sure still that I could pull it off, but I took a deep breath and took my time walking to the door to answer it. He rang the doorbell impatiently. I scoffed and stood in front of asthe door with my arms crossed over my chest and my legs spread slightly. He could wait longer now.

I counted to 100 then slowly opened the door and looked my uncle up and down then rolled my eyes, “Yes? Are we ready to stop being rude?”

“Yes, I’m sorry-“

“Save it for someone who gives a shit.” I stepped back so he could enter then shut and locked the door.

He fell to his knees in front of me, “Please may I kiss your boot? I am here to serve you-..”

“Yes and you will thank me for it.”

He crawled forward slightly and kissed each boot, “Thank you for allowing me-“

“Why are your clothes still on?”

He quickly pulled his shirt off as he kicked off his shoes then took off his shorts and socks. His cock was already leaking.

“That will do. Stand up, we will go to my room now.”

I watched his cock bob in the air between us before turning and walking to my room. I’d closed the blinds and curtains and covered the lamps in sheer scarves. When I turned to face my uncle he grabbed me and forced my mouth open with his. He walked backwards toward my bed with his hands on my hips and sat when his legs hit the edge of the bed. He tried to pull me on top of him and I slapped him.

“I- I can’t do this Uncle Charles. I mean we can fuck. But I can’t dominate you..”

“P-L-E-ASSSEEE! Just one time, I won’t ever ask again! I know you’ll like it!”

I scowled at my Uncle, tuning out his needy nagging begging bullshit. I fucking hate begging. At this moment, and a rare one at that, my normally dripping pussy was dry. Painfully so.

I looked him over, laying on my bed as I stood over him with my arms crossed over my chest. Did I ever really find him attractive? Gross.

“I said no. Stop whining at me. I’m not going to do that to you. Get dressed, I’m not in the mood anymore. Asshole.”

I realized a second too late that I had just given him what he wanted. Well partially, and I scowled again as I moved out his reach. He almost fell out of the bed trying to grab the hem of my black dress.

“Come on, baby, you know you want to do it now. Please?” He crawled to the foot of the bed and gave me puppy dog eyes, “just this one time! I swear! I won’t…”

I grabbed his jaw and held his face firmly as I moved closer to him, our noses were almost touching, “Are. You. Fucking. Stupid? Did your mama drop you on your fucking head as a child?” I took a deep breath and smiled sweetly, “Sorry, I love your mom, I’m not going to blame her for your obvious lack of comprehending simple English.”

I pushed him away from me and he grabbed my arm and pulled me on top of him.

My vision went red. He had the good sense to be terrified, but it did him no good. I slapped him, and he spat blood. I laughed and kneed him in the groin. Then grabbed him by his hair and forced him to look at me.

“Happy now you piece of shit? Is this what you fucking wanted?” I slapped him again then pushed him down and sat on his chest, using my knees to hold him down by his shoulders as I slapped the cuffs attached to the headboard around one wrist and then the other. “I should just leave you here like this. Mother fucker. I told you no!”

I climbed off of him and watched his face fall when I stopped myself from elbowing his cock. I laughed. Cackled would be more accurate. He was right. I did enjoy this.

I couldn’t stop laughing. He began to nervously laugh with me. He stopped when I looked at him sharply. “What do you think is so funny Charles? Please share.”

He stuttered for a moment and then shrugged. His face kept flashing between humor and terrified and I laughed again.

“You’re a pathetic little whiney piece of shit. You want me to hurt you?? Oh, I will hurt you, on my terms in my way. Big bad gang boy thinks he gets to call the shots when he begs a woman to put him in his place. Oh, honey. Maybe that bitch down the street is fine with that, shoulda gone back to her.”

My vision was still red and I was shaking from the physical violence I was holding back. I refused to give him exactly what he wanted out of principle. Bad manners do not get rewarded. Period.

Finally, I walked up to the head of the bed and waited until he turned his face toward mine. His cock twitched in the corner of my eye and I smirked. “Tell me Charles, what is my biggest pet peeve?”

“Uh- nagging?”

“Very good!” I grabbed his cock and squeezed it hard. He grunted and I let it go and slapped his balls. Then stood up straight and removed my dress. “And what were you doing just a few minutes ago Charles?”

“Uh- begging? Wait! No! Nagging!” He looked at me hopefully and I sighed and shook my head as I kicked my shoes off before crawling over him and straddling his waist. I still had my bra and large hole fishnets on. The cups of my bra were half cups and my hard nipples rested on the edges of their respective cups. The fishnets’ dug into my labia and spread my lips apart, exposing the bubble gum pink fuck hole, tiny hooded clit and piss hole to my uncle’s gaze.

“What makes your pussy ass think that I would want to waste any of my energy on some little closet fag like you?”

He instinctively went to grab me by my hair, but forgot he was cuffed to the bed. I hadn’t even flinched. I laughed again as he stared daggers at me.

“Oh what? The little pussy mama’s boy can’t handle a little name calling?” I watched him struggle to free himself for a moment then wrapped both of my hands around his throat and squeezed slightly. “That’s better, Charles. You should really see someone about your temper and your violent reaction to being called a mama’s boy.”

I began rocking my hips and grinding against his cock. He jerked on the cuffs again and I squeezed harder. “This isn’t what I-“ I slapped him before he could finish his sentence.

“I don’t remember asking for your stupid fucking opinion little boy. You think it’s alright to play grab ass when I keep saying no? It’s ok for you to get under my skin and piss me off to get what you want, against my will, and expect me to what? Just play by your rules? This isn’t what you meant when you said you wanted me to dominate you and kick you around? To torture you?”

I reached between my legs and grabbed his cock and held my pussy just above it, wagging my ass in the air, I kno he could feel the heat coming from me. “It’s cute that you think you’re still gonna get your way.” I pinched his cheek and tousled his hair, earning a petulant scowl, “No, today, I get my way.”

He eyed me warily as I crawled backward and stopped when his cock was in front of my face. I rubbed the drop of precum around the head and looked him in the eyes as I opened my mouth slightly and stuck out my tongue and stopped just short and licked the air next to it. “Oh whoops, I forgot my glasses, let me try that again…”

This time his cock twitched, as if it were going to meet my tongue in the middle, but again I licked at the air just next to it. He growled deep in his chest and I pursed my lips and held them against his frenulum. He tugged at the cuffs again and I laughed as I sat up. I began grinding my pussy on his leg as my tits swung over his throbbing cock, slapping at it gently.

“Woman…”

“I fucking beg your god damn pardon little boy? Shut up before I fucking shut you up. You do not have my permission to speak or address me, and especially not so disrespectfully. Understand?”

He nodded once then jerked his hips to the side and tried to trap me between his legs as I lost my balance. I bit his hip and grabbed his balls and he let me go. “Stop fucking teasing me Nikki, it fucking hurts.”

I glared at him then smiled sweetly. “If I had known what a fucking girl you were, I wouldn’t have even bothered answering your call this morning. Fucking pussy ass bitch.” I lowered my voice, using the stupid boy voice all girls use as I mimicked him, “ ‘Ohh torture me Nikki please please you’ll love it. I need it so bad torture my cock and balls! Dominate me. But oh no I’m gonna cry like a bitch baby that it hurts when you do it!’” I threw my leg over his shoulder as I grabbed the hair at the top of his head and glared at him, “Wah-wah-fucking-wah. God damned baby.”

I pulled his face into my pussy and he began licking and sucking on my clit. I sat on his face and he moaned in triumph, I’d let him have that one. I closed my eyes and threw my head back as I moaned his best friends name. He stopped for a second and I reached back and pinched his nipple and twisted it hard, “Fucking keep going, you should be glad I’m thinking of him, he knows how to fuck me the way I deserve to be fucked.”

He began eating me again, he was not gentle and bit me hard a few times. It was fucking amazing. I came hard, soaking his face and hair in my juices. I lifted off of him and he took a deep breath of air as he smirked.

“Good boy! Very good job!” I sat on his chest and he bent his legs so I could lean back against his thighs. I watched his face as I spread my legs and reached down and pulled my lips apart. He licked his lips and groaned as I ran a finger down and pushed it into my throbbing cunt.

I started rubbing my clit with my other hand and added a 2nd finger. I moaned softly as I fucked myself inches from his face. My swollen clit was super sensitive and didn’t take long for me to cum again. I slapped my pussy and sprayed juices into his open mouth.

I moved so I was on my hands and knees over him and kissed him hungrily. I licked myself off of his cheeks then lapped at his neck as I grabbed his cock and rubbed it between my folds. “This is for me, understand? You will not cum until I say you can. Got it?”

He swallowed loudly and nodded as I pushed myself onto his thick cock. I began fucking him slowly, i kneaded my tits and brought a nipple to my mouth and sucked on it, then did the same to the other. He began moving with me and I pulled my pussy lips apart, making him groan and lick his lips as he watched his cock stretch my little hole.

As I moved faster I leaned forward with my hands on his chest and thrust my tits in his face. He again pulled at his restraints and growled in frustration, making me giggle. He opened his mouth and rooted around until he had a nipple between his teeth and began sucking hard. I moaned loudly and fucked him faster as I leaned down further and held the headboard tightly as he met me thrust for thrust.

“Don’t. You. Fucking. Dare!” I slammed onto him as I felt his cock swell and twitch inside of my spasming walls, “Oh god! Fuck! Yes! I’m about to… DON’T YOU DARE FUCKING CUM YET! OH SHIT IM CUMMING!!”

I fell forward and held him tight as he continued slamming into my cunt. “Please! I can’t… please let me!”

“Yes! Do it! Fucking fill me up! Cum inside of me! Give me your cum!”

We came at the same, slamming into each other as we slowed to a stop. His cock twitched inside of my clenching pussy as our moans quieted and our breathing settled. His cock was still semi-hard inside of me as he kissed the side of my head.

“Told you that you had it in you. Wasn’t that fun?”

I slowly rolled my hips, making him wince, “Oh. You think we are done? You’re cute.”

“Shit. It’s too sensitive- please-“

I sat up, pushing him all the way back inside of me and forcing our cum to dribble out around his cock. “What did I say about begging, Charles?”

When he didn’t answer fast enough I clenched around him and smiled as he groaned and winced. “That it’s the same as nagging and pisses you off. I’m sorry! I won’t- SHIT OH FUCK!”

I began fucking him slowly as his cock grew inside of me, “It would seem Mr. Happy down here is quite content with this sensitivity. But alright, I’ll be nice.” I lifted off slowly, letting his cum ooze out and slide down his cock.

“No! Oh god! It hurts!”

I looked at him blandly, “Charles. Why must you be so difficult?”

“Oh no it’s too sensitive for you to get comfortable and barely move your hips!! Oh no! It’s too sensitive for you to get off of!” I said in my sarcastic boy voice.

“Well, which is it? You know what? I don’t care anymore.” I crawled to the other side of the bed and pulled my favorite dildo out of my night stand. I laid at the foot of the bed with my legs spread and rubbed the large cock between my pussy lips. “No more pussy for you, Charles.”

I moaned as I pushed the dildo that was about as thick as a coke can into my cunt, and laughed at his quiet whimpers. His cock was flat against his stomach and pre-cum was dripping down his sides. I fucked myself slowly, pushing it further in with each stroke. His hips began to jerk in time and I watched his cock and balls bounce as he began muttering at me.

“Speak louder. Or don’t speak at all.” I slid a foot through the sticky mess running down his side and kicked his balls before pressing his cock into him stomach over his bladder, making him yelp and whimper. I giggled as I let off the pressure, but kept my foot over his straining cock.

“I was saying that fat dildo stretches you nicely. I love watching your pussy get stuffed. Fuck yourself faster. Please? I was also wondering if you’ve ever had that thing in your ass. Probably not. I want to see your tight ass stretched around it. Fuck. Oh god you’re about to cum aren’t you? Shit!”

I held his cock against his stomach with my foot as I fucked myself fast and hard. The bed and my thighs were soaked and I watched droplets splash against his torso as his hips bucked against my foot. his balls tightened and he let out a loud snarl as he came all over his chest and stomach. When he shot himself in the face I closed my legs and shook as my orgasm violently left my body.

I don’t know how long I lay there, spasming as I whimpered and moaned. I must have dozed off because next thing I knew, Charles had freed and curled himself around me and was humming as he rubbed my hip.

“See? I told you that you’d like being mean to me.”

“Shut up, Charles.”