Where it happened: Uncles' House
Langauge: English
Sex: Female
Rating: 10
Category: Straight
First I want to say that I did it with my uncle. He is my mom’s sister’s husband, so there is no blood relation, so I don’t consider it incest.
It all started when my uncle invited me and my dad on a fishing trip to Lake Erie for a day on his yacht. Normally, I wouldn’t bother going fishing because, frankly, I think it’s boring, but my dad insisted and told me I could use the day and start on my summer tan (it was late spring). I said alright and the day before our scheduled trip was to take place, my dad got a call from his boss telling him that there was a mandatory meeting for the next day. That bummed me out and I thought the day would be canceled, but he said I should go anyways to keep my uncle company. So I agreed and my dad dropped me off at my uncle’s house so i could spend the night b/c we were getting up early the next morning. well, to make a long story short, we got up the next morning…………..
Alright boom, we’re on the boat and it’s about 1:00. I’m laying out in an INCREDIBLY sexy bikini. Now that I think of it, I don’t know why I chose that suit, but oh well. Anyways, I was laying out in the sun and he was sitting in the captain’s chair watching the rods dangling numerously off the sides, I knew that in the back of my mind he was staring at my “personage”. He asked me what my bra size was and I sat up, not really knowing if I was offended or starting to get horny. So I looked at him and told him to take a guess. He said they looked close to d but he needed to see them in the open. I told him to come over to where I was laying and when he did, I handed him the string. Boy, let me tell you, my juices were flowing and I think he noticed. He pulled the string and away my top went. He said something like ‘damn those are beautiful!’ as he reached down and put one of my rock hard nipples in his mouth. He slowly moved up to my mouth and we started playing a little tonsile hockey. He moved his hand down to my panties and started rubbing my clit through them. It felt soooooo good! He wasn’t too rough, he was perfectly gentle and it was great. He reached around and undid the strings holding my panties on and away they went. He again slowly made his way back down to my pussy, stopping at my boobs again to give them a little attention. When he eventually made it south, he was soo great with his tongue! Oh my god! I have yet to find anyone with an ounce the skill he had. After about 15 minutes, and 8 orgasms, he lifted his head and removed his shorts, revealing an aging dick that looked like it had centuries of experience. He told me to blow him. Having never done that b-4, I decided to pass and instead told him that I couldn’t wait any longer and he had to satisfy me right then. He didn’t argue with that and proceeded to move between my legs, holding his dick at my vagina. He looked at me and I knew what he was thinking, so I nodded and he proceeded to push—very slowly. I could feel the throbbing of his head as it entered. I could feel my cherry break as he continued and b-4 I knew it, he was in to the hilt. The thought of protection hadn’t even crossed my mind. He started working it back and forth, but it hurt too much so I told him to stop and he just layed there on top of me. After what seemed like ages, I felt his pelvis jerk and his dick pushed even deeper into me. I saw some whit-ish fluid seep around his dick. He kissed me and proceeded to pull out. He told me to get on all fours and then he stuck his dick back into me and proceeded to pump, but this time it didn’t hurt as bad, it actually felt kinda good. I looked back between my legs and I could see his balls moving back and forth with a mixture of blood, cum and pussy juices occasionally dripping to the floor. He came again and I came a few more times.
Two weeks later, I found out I was pregnant. I called him immediately and he got me an appointment and the money for an abortion. He was 63 and I was 13, neither one of us could bear having a child at the time. I got the abortion and I never did it with him again. I feel bad about the abortion, but I’m going to college next year and I know that wouldn’t be possible if I had the kid.
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