It was a sunny Sunday, my parents had begged me as usual to go church with them but I declined. They are so religious which was normal since they were pastors. They owned a church here in the city and they expected me their only child to take over after them. But, to their greatest dismay, I was the exact opposite of religious. The way I dressed, my hair, parties and clubbing, oh my, I was an authentic prodigal daughter. A disgraceful eighteen-year-old. I was also somewhat of a sex addict. Always fucking around looking for a man to match my perfect sexual fantasies and give me what I desired. Not the perfect quality for a pastor's daughter.
I was home alone as usual and today, neither my mom nor dad would be back till night because they had to go preach at some locals. I was ovulating and as usual, my hormones were flying around. I was so horny and I called my boyfriend but he was out of town. I didn't know who to call and I was in bad need of a good fuck. I put on some good old porn and sat on the floor with my legs wide open and my panties pulled to my legs. I began touching myself. I grazed my already erect nipples and tweaked them. I was soaking wet and moved my fingers to my clit. I rolled my head back in pleasure when I dipped a finger into myself feeling how wet I was. I needed more and I added two fingers I was feeling great but I needed something bigger. I opened my eyes to go get to my dildo and there he was, my uncle. The black sheep of my father's family who was supposed to come get some files today. I had forgotten he was coming and that I had left the door open.
There he stood, in all his manly and handsome glory looking so bulky and rough with tattoos littering his beautiful skin and there was another man with him who looked around the same age who I'm guessing was his friend. He was equally handsome. He was black and tall. He was so hot and good-looking, he looked like an athlete. My legs were still spread wide open, soaking wet and I could feel their hungry eyes go down to my pussy and my nipples. I could see the bulge in their trousers and suddenly I recovered from my shock.
"Uncle, I'm so sorry you had to see me like this. You didn't knock" I asked him.