Tricking My Uncle
(M/f, size, teen, inc)

by Kysa Braswell
www.kysaonline.org



I was attending a family gathering last year to celebrate my grandmother's 90th birthday in her big Victorian house. During the course of the day, I saw my uncle John go down to the basement. I didn't think anything of it until I saw Becky open the door and go down a few minutes. Becky is only 17 years old and is married to my uncle's son, Bobby.

Becky had looked nervous and quite secretive slipping through the basement door. After about five minutes, curiosity got the better of me and I decided to follow them, first removing my shoes so I wouldn't be clunking down the steps. I stood on top of the stairs and listened but I didn't hear anything. I quietly walked to the bottom of the staircase and looked around. I heard a slight sound from the little room where Gran stores her Christmas decorations. There's no door to the room but a curtain hangs at the doorway. I moved quietly and listened. The sounds I heard were definitely not innocent. I peeked inside and held my breath as I saw Becky on her knees in front of Uncle John. She was sucking on the tip of the biggest damn prick I'd ever seen and it belonged to my uncle!

Becky was obviously trying hard to get her father-in-laws huge 10-inch sausage into her mouth, but her jaw wouldn't open wide enough, so only part of the huge head was between her full lips. I'd long suspected that Becky was a slut, but the energy she put into getting my uncle off was proof enough. She used both hands to stroke Uncle John's prick while the crown stayed between her lips and his hairy sac peek out through his fly.

"Let me fuck you... right here; right now," he whispered.

Becky took his fat cockhead out of her mouth. "I'm on my period," she told him. Along strand of saliva connected her lip to the head of that huge prick and even as I watched, a glob of stuff oozed from the long foreskin. Becky pumped more out before her tongue lapped it up. Uncle John put his and on Becky's head and shut his eyes, rocking his hips back and forth as he climbed toward his cumming.

"Yes!" he hissed as he snapped his hips and came into Becky's mouth. I could hear her gulping his load and Uncle John looked so satisfied. I realized I'd have to hurry out, but my own pussy was bubbling. I backed away and ducked behind a big trunk of clothes. In a minute, Becky emerged, wiping her mouth and quickly went back upstairs. I got up and went to the doorway and just boldly walked in.

Uncle John was sitting in an old chair smoking aa cigarette. If I hadn't seen what happened just a few minutes before, I'd never have known

"Celia!" Uncle John said, surprised to see me, obviously. "Well, you caught me. Just don't tell Mamma I slip down here to smoke. She'd kill me for sure"

"Is that all you come down here for?" I asked.

"What do you mean?"

"That was sure no cigarette Becky was mouthing, Uncle John. "I wonder what Bobby would do if he found out that his wife was giving his own father blowjobs?"

Needless to say, Uncle John was speechless. I had him. But I wanted more. I stepped real close to him. "Don't worry, Uncle John, I won't tell. Not if you're good." I lifted my dress, revealing my pussy. I'd removed my panties and put them in my pocket. "Lick my pussy, Uncle John... right here; right now!"

He smiled and dropped the cigarette onto the concrete floor, stubbing it out with his foot but never taking his eyes off of my red-haired muff. He cupped my mound in his big left hand and wiggled his middle finger way up my hole. I groaned and humped against his hand, wanting more inside me than his finger. I had told him to eat me, but I wanted that horse-sized prick inside me and I knew he'd need some time to recover after Becky's blowjob. He brought that cum-slick digit to his face and inhaled deeply, then stuck it into his mouth. He had me sit on the edge of the chair and he knelt between my spread thighs and dipped his tongue into my soaking slit.

"Ooh, Uncle John, that's so good! Have you eaten Becky, too?"

"All the time," Uncle John said between licks. "Bobby won't eat pussy. Becky comes to me for that."

"Seems she likes sucking that prick of yours, too."

"Bobby didn't inherit a taste for pussy or the big cocks that run in the family. I never thought he was mine. That's why I divorced his mother, you know." I pressed his head harder into my cunt as I got close. I wanted him to concentrate on getting me off.

"So, big cocks run in the family, huh?" That explained lots of things, like why Gran had so many kids. She liked fucking Gramps' big 9-inch prick. "Uncle Jack?"

"Uh-huh," came the muffled reply.

"And Uncle Frank?"

Uncle John stopped eating. "Why do you think Frank's still single at 42? He has too many women who want his 11-inch long meat!"

"Shut up and keep sucking," I chided, again pulling his mouth to my snatch. "11-inches, huh? Shit... ohgod, I'm cumming!" I did, too. I came a bucket of cum down his throat and his tongue squirmed and wiggled to catch every drop and wipe the walls of my little cunt.

Uncle John stood up then. It was obvious that he had recovered from Becky's suckoff because his swollen prick made a prominent ridge down his thigh and was more than obvious in his pants. I could easily see that he wore no underwear and that he was more than ready to fuck me. Either that or he had half of a baseball bat tucked in his pants.

"Well?" He stood there just waiting for me to make the move.

"Sit," I said, getting up from the chair. I quickly got out of my dress while Uncle John's eyes scanned my body. I reached down and unzipped his pants, unbuckled the belt and tugged. Uncle John lifted his ass and then that utility pole of his was free.

"Damn!" I gasped when I saw it. "How big is it?"

"Only ten inches long," he answered. "About 8 inches around. Feel it, Celia." My hands were drawn to it like a magnet. It was a lot bigger around than my wrist and hot as anything. I'd felt plenty of pricks in my seventeen years, but certainly none as both thick AND long and as exciting as my uncle's. Before he could mention it, I leaned down and kissed the foreskin-covered thick head and then let it slide between my lips. Deep between my lips I sucked and slathered over his long foreskin; I loved teasing it with my tongue. I can open my mouth a helluva lot wider than Becky can and my uncle's prick went half way down my throat before I pulled away, my pussy on fire and needing a big, hard prick inside.

Uncle John had obviously been here before to do the deed because he got a blanket and cushions and arranged them in the floor. He got on his back, his prick standing stiff and inviting.

I straddled his lap and he put his hands under my ass as I aligned the head of his big prick with the opening of my horny pussy. I eased down, willingly and eagerly impaling myself of his wonder wand. The broad cockhead parted my lips and split me wide as I lowered myself onto that pussy pleaser. Down I went and deeper it went, stretching me out as no other prick ever had. Not even my fist was as thick or as long as my uncle's prick.

Uncle John's hands kept hold of my cheeks as I slid down his rigid pole. Just before I felt his hairy thighs under my hands, he removed his hands and I sat, our pubic hairs entwined, his thick ten inches of manliness hidden deeply, wonderfully, in my tunnel of love.

"Tight and hot, Celia," John said as we didn't move, enjoying the moment. "Just like your mother."

"Mom? You've fucked Mom?" I asked. Well, if she liked big prick, her brothers were handy and hard, I guess. It gave me a wicked thrill knowing that I was screwing a prick that had drilled my mother.

Uncle John reached up and palmed my tits. My boobs aren't big, 32C-cup, but they're firm and the nipples are very sensitive and rigid. He pined and teased the nubbins, making me squirm even more. Slowly, I began riding his prick, up and down, in and out. The air was heavy with the sweet smell of sweat and churned pussy juice. The loud squishing sounds of our joined loins were punctuated by our groans and breathy gasps. I was sure that if anyone had entered the basement, they would have known what was going on.

When Uncle John reached behind me and started running his finger around my ass, I started cumming. And when he started working on my clit, I just plain lost it. I started whimpering and I had to shove the heel of my hand into my mouth to muffle my cries. My spasming pussy clenched my uncle's throbbing prick in a death grip and Uncle John grabbed my hips and held me down. I felt the head of his prick swell and start shooting his cum juice deep inside my body. Both of us came and came and our mixed stuff oozed out of me and dripped onto the blanket.

I collapsed on my uncle's hairy chest, our sweat mingling and our breath raspy. His arms held me tight and his hands caressed my back and tenderly squeezed my asscheeks. His prick lost most of its hardness but it was still long enough to feel good in my cum-flooded pussy. I held my legs together tightly as I relished the feel of that thick flesh soaking inside me.

Uncle John stroked my hair, kissed me tenderly, and reminded me where we were. Sighing deeply, I reluctantly got up, moaning with disappointment when his prick slipped out of me and his warm cum ran down my thighs. I scooped it up as it ran down and licked the precious stuff from my fingers. "Hmm," I said, "now I know why Becky loves to suck you off. I wouldn't mind a steady diet of this myself." I knelt down and started licking his prick clean. Uncle John gently caressed my cheek and thanked me. When his shaft was clean, we dressed and, separately, returned to the festivities upstairs.

But my jets were still burning. Uncle John's glorious prick had stirred my juices and fired my imagination. Within two hours of my time with Uncle John, I was outside in Grandpa's garage. I was bending over at the waist, hands on a work table. My dress was pulled up to my waist and Uncle Jack's immense prick was reaming my buttery pussy. It really is 11-inches long, too, if not longer! And although I almost passed out trying, I got every fucking inch of that monster prick inside my belly.

Uncle Jack is a fantastic fucker. Not only is he big but he has stamina and he's able to cum several times within a few hours. And cum load? God, but he always cums like you wouldn't believe! He gave me a wonderful boning in the garage and I was able to suck him off, all within 45 minutes. He had already cum three times that day and I saw him later heading to the attic with 13-year old cousin Jenny. He winked at me and I could see the outline of his hardon inside his pants.

Since the party, I've fucked all my big-pricked uncles, two hung cousins, and I've decided to join a contact club for women who love and need big pricks. I think that might be the best way to find a well-hung man to marry; otherwise, I'm sticking with family.



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