Special thanks to my editor-Hatsuda-
This is a story about a knock-out teenage who is the gleam in her father's eye. It involves a wealthy and powerful uncle and his obsession to have her. In this chapter she encounters her first monster cock.
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My uncle Peter is the most repulsive and hideous man on the face of this earth. Not only is he ruthless in business, making hundreds of underhanded deals that affect the lives of thousands of people, he is also the most abrasive person I have ever met. I can't believe that I am writing this story about a man I spent the last two years despising and loathing. If not for what happened recently I would never be writing about my experience with my uncle.
He stands 5' 11" and has a slender muscular build which I imagine weighs about 165 pounds. He is 70 years old and has a full head of white hair. Although I found him to be repulsive, I had to admit that he is very distinguished looking and extremely handsome with an absolutely incredible physique. He has chiseled features that could pass for an older professional male model and although he is 70 years old he has a well- groomed appearance that makes him look more like a handsome man in his early forties.
Well admittedly and quite proudly I am the quintessential Daddy's little princess. I am 19 years old, stand 5' 7" and weigh 110 pounds. My measurements are 34B-21-33. My breasts are very firm, and perky, with puffy wide tips that support the most sensitive pair of pink nipples. My nipples, which are eye-catching, are the width of a dime and extend out almost an inch, especially when I'm aroused. With shoulder length black hair and deep brown eyes my sexy looks have always put me at the center of attention, and most importantly to me, the attention of wealthy, older men, and especially my father.
My father, who is 50 stands 6' tall, weighs 180 pounds and has a fantastic toned physique from daily gym workouts. Seeing him at our pool without his shirt on has always had my pussy boiling over as I fantasized about being his lover and fucking him like crazy. I've had a fantasy for years that him and my mother would divorce and that I would become his lover.
Women are always turning their heads or smiling at him when walking with my mom or me. Even my best friends think he is the hottest thing, and some of them even joked about how they'd love to fuck him if he gave them a chance. Of course that made me upset, even though deep inside I had the same thoughts about him.
My entire life I have always gotten what I wanted, from my father who spoiled me rotten, everything from buying me an expensive BMW to lavish shopping sprees. On my 18
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birthday he put me in an Upper East Side Penthouse in Manhattan simply because my mother had gotten me a part-time job in a very successful art gallery.
My father was a very successful businessman who took over my grandfather's import/export business when he was 18. Because of his success I went to the best private Schools and always had whatever I wanted, including my ten thousand dollar a month penthouse apartment that overlooked the panoramic view of the city. It was an apartment that included a spa, a doorman, a private elevator and maid service.
Two years ago my father's sister started going out with a much older man. His name was Peter. My aunt Marie was 25 at the time and he was 68. Although he was extremely handsome, he was also very arrogant and you could tell he knew it and was totally full of himself. He was a very wealthy businessman who I learned from my father was ruthless and heartless when it came to taking over companies he wanted and instantly firing all of the staff and employees who worked at that company. He didn't care if the people who worked at that company lost pension funds or any money they had invested in the company. For my uncle it was all about the 'bottom line.'
Whenever I was around him, I'd always catch him staring at me, scanning me from head to toe. He even cornered me many times and told me how sexy I was and that he wanted me. Although I loved the attention I got from well-groomed older men, I never gave my uncle the satisfaction of letting him know it, and just scoffed at him every time he hit on me or when I saw him leer at me. My irritation at him just made him more persistent. It was as if he always knew he got to me, which was always frustrating.
I was put off by his arrogance, and the fact that he was coming on to me behind my aunts back. He was very handsome and had a take no prisoners personality when it came to business and always got what he wanted. That was a quality in a man that really turned me on, but because he was hitting on me with my aunt right there and the fact that I was so devoted to my father I brushed off his advances and even reminded him he was disgusting. The only thing that did was to make him laugh in an almost cold-blooded way, which infuriated me.
In addition to paying my rent my father paid for all my monthly expenses including my weekly shopping sprees at the trendiest boutiques in the city and dining at the best restaurants. He also paid my monthly credit card bill which ran about five to six thousand dollars a month from the trendiest nightclubs and shows. Without a doubt I was my father's princess in every way.
Tragically all that changed three months ago when my father's company was ruthlessly taken-over by a company that went under a Chinese name. My father had been in negotiations to merge with that company for nearly a year, and on the day of the signing he was shocked to learn his company had been stolen right from under his nose.
After signing the papers he learned that it was all a plot to take his company and all his assets. The thing that made it worse was after the papers were signed my Uncle Peter entered the board room and delivered the shocking news that it was him who devised the takeover and he was now the new owner of the company. The Chinese company was in fact real but was one of the many companies my ruthless uncle owned. My father was devastated when my uncle delivered the news, gloating deviously while my father nearly collapsed from the knowledge of what had just taken place.
Jennifer Reflects Back to despising her Uncle
When the merger was to take place my father had a pool party to celebrate. Wanting to catch my father's eye and knowing my Uncle was going to be there I wore a sinful tear-drop bikini and a pair of classic black pumps. Throughout the party I saw my father glance over at me constantly and when I looked at him he turned away as if embarrassed. Just knowing he was checking me out turned me on like crazy. I also noticed my Uncle Peter glaring at me from my pumps up my long legs to my firm tits. When I looked back at him he grinned slyly without turning his head away.
Knowing he wanted me I deliberately wanted to tease him, and I could tell he knew it. It just showed me my Uncle was smug, and he didn't have any concern for who was at the party, including my parents and his wife; my aunt. As he was taking in my body I couldn't help but notice how incredibly fit he was. With his shirt off I could see his impeccably tight chest.
Without any hair on his chest his tanned body made him look decades younger than being 70. When he saw me look at him he nodded his head conceitedly as if to say," I see you looking at me Jennifer, and I know you like what you see." As he was looking at me he was holding a cigar in one hand with a glass of wine while he had his arm around my Aunt who was also in a sexy bikini.
When he grinned at me I looked at him with loathing and when I saw his grin turn into a callous smile I turned on my high heel and walked away in disgust. Disgusted, but also excited by the way he brazenly looked at me with my Aunt on his arm, I immediately went over to my father, took his arm and put it around me. I did it intentionally and when I looked at my Uncle all he did was grin and nod his head then pucker his lips at me. It infuriated me more. He had a way of pushing my buttons, and he seemed to know it too.
