KRISTEN June's puppy eyes and eager tongue swiping over her lips reminded me of a certain incident where I had to bribe her with a lollipop before she agreed to go to school.The look of eagerness in her eyes still cracks me to this day. Well, the case was the same now, only that the lollipop had, at one point or the other, changed.And like that, I started laughing."What's funny?" she asked me with furrowed brows."I just remembered something. Come on."When she got up and noticed me leading her to the bed, she pouted. "So you are really not going to use your toys on me?""Be a good girl and I just might.""I am a good girl," she said and pressed against my body, pushing me to the bed and pushing her weight on me. "I am, and will always be, a good girl for you, uncle.""That's my doll." Our faces were so close now, so I took the privilege of tasting them. They were warm and very soft, mostly from the friction on my dick moments ago. I knew I wasn't tripping when I tasted a faint m
JUNEIt has been close to a month since I slept with my uncle. Things have gone smoothly, making me feel like it's the calm before the storm. Mark is the only one who knows about this. Though he's accommodating, I know not everyone will accept our relationship. It will be frowned upon by people. And my uncle will be at the receiving end of their wagging fingers and tongue because he's the adult. No one will believe that I was the one who seduced him. I will be the victim while he will be tagged as the culprit. Yet, here I am, thinking of what will happen tonight. I have gotten everything ready, and can't wait for his return. Whenever I ask him to use his toys on me, Kristen always seeks ways to go around, bribing me with a hard fuck that will leave me too drained to question him. I know he's afraid of hurting me. But I'm aware he's not content with just sex. I've seen how he fucks other women. He loves inflicting pain. It's almost like a part of him. That's why I'm eager to have h
JUNEThere was a long-pronounced silence. I tried not to squirm. My breath grew laboured. I could feel his eyes on me, which meant that he was staring at me. But the longer the silence, the more heavy my heart got. “Doll?” He asked, stepping closer to me. With the blindfold on, my senses were heightened. I was able to sense his presence without seeing him. “Doll? What are you doing?!” I gulped. "Being a bad girl, uncle,” I purred, hoping it would ease whatever was going through his mind. Kristen is a ticking time bomb, one you need to handle with care, or else he might go off at the slightest provocation. A wrong cut might cost you much. “A bad girl you are, indeed.”I felt the bed dip before he placed his hands on either side of my arse, kneading the flesh.“Fuck!” I cried out when his actions took the dildo deeper into my pussy. My arousal dripped down my legs, lubricating the dildo further. “Never thought I would come home to such a welcoming,” he chuckled. “You are indeed a
KRISTEN What a wonderful evening!The moment I stepped into the house, I had this strong hunch that something good was waiting for me. At first, I thought of food—maybe June had prepared another surprise—but when I stepped into my room and saw the picture-perfect ass and pussy in the air, I knew the universe had decided to give me something better than food.What else would be better than June's sumptuous pussy and tits?I clamped her right nipple at the same time my mind wandered to the beads in my dresser. Maybe I should bring them out... "Ah, fuck!" June moaned and clamped her thighs together. With my right hand, I smacked her pussy hard. "I said no cussing.""I'm sorry, uncle. Discipline me." She smiled seductively. The choker on her neck made her look more submissive and fuckable. Oh, the things I had planned for her. I just hope my brain helps me to stay in charge of the lust leaking precum out of my straining-hard cock. And I also hope she uses her safe word if it gets too m
KRISTEN "Ah fuck!!!!! Uncle, please!!!"June cried like a baby. I moved my fingers from her mouth since they were needed at the lower part of her body.Still pushing the dildo into her, I gently bit on her clit as a punishment for cursing. She must have realized that she was being punished because she screamed and started begging."I won't do it again, I promise!"But I knew she would.My tongue glided across her beautiful swollen bud, the vibration from the toy sending shivers from my lips to my entire body as I savoured how sweet she tasted. I used my whole tongue as I lapped her up and pushed the dildo into her at the same time. My patience disappeared. Her juices were addicting, and feeling her both shaking at my work and moaning my name was beginning to drive me crazy. I circled my tongue across her clit, my hands kneading her arse as I sucked and licked her cunt.She was now desperately trying to shove my face into her pussy but the restraint didn't give her the opportunity. Sh
JUNEKristen has been busy with work since we returned from a three-day trip to Dubai. It was on a weekend, so it didn't necessarily affect my studies. I only had to do most of my assignments over there. We have been dating for a month now, and things have been good. Too good that I was afraid something might happen to shatter the happiness of the last month. I found myself, looking behind me whenever we were out on a date, scared that someone might discover our secret. I once voiced it out to Kristen, but he waved it off as me acting paranoid. And since then, I've tried not to say anything concerning it. “Are you okay?” Mark touched my forehead, furrowing his brows as he did so. “Your temperature is high.”“I know,” I placed my head on the desk, trying to keep my eyes open. For three days now, I've been feeling sick. Most mornings, I have to drag myself out of the bed. And this morning, I vomited thrice just at the smell of an omelette. Kristen wasn't around, so I had no one to
JUNEWe didn't have to wait too long. It only took less than an hour, mostly thirty minutes for the result. “Here." The doctor gave the results to me, smiling like one who has a secret. “Thank you,” I said as I took the envelope containing the test result, while Mark looked at it, eager to know what the outcome might be. I glared darkly at him, opened my bag and made to stuff the result into it before he grabbed it from me. “Aren't you going to open it up, miss?” The middle-aged doctor asked, smiling at me. He looked like one who had all the secrets in the entire world. “Nah, I don't think it's necessary,” I stuffed it into my bag. “I bet it's just the flu. Mark was just being too naggy," I rose from the chair. “I think you need to open it up, miss,” he said, pointedly looking at my bag. “I would have told you what the test result read, but I think you might prefer to be the first to see it.”I frowned at his words. What on Earth could it be? Why do I need to know what's in it?“
KRISTEN "Kristen speaking," I murmured into the receiver and held it with my shoulder to my ear while my fingers busily typed orders into the computer on the table."Kristen ."I knitted my brows, my fingers pausing as I tried to filter the voice."Dija?"From the other end, a hum I recognized aroused from pity, filtered into my ears. "You are a strange man, Kristen ." She paused for a while, and I was left to ponder why she had called my office line instead of the usual personal number she was used to. And how the hell had she even gotten my office number anyway? "I didn't receive your call or text."I looked at the cup of coffee I met on my table that morning—courtesy of Edith. I had not even taken a sip from it, but I badly wanted to. I don't know why it feels like a good coffee makes the day better. "I was expecting your call," I said. "You walked out of here really mad the other day."She exhaled. Then her voice dropped considerably low. "Of course, I was mad. You made me mad.