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.
"Well it's not your fault, I should have knocked but who would have thought my darling overly religious daughter would be here, sinning" he replied with a mischievous glint in his eyes and a smirk on his friend's face as he leaned down and starred at my still open pussy. I tried to close my legs but he grabbed them and spread them even wider. He pulled my neck harshly towards him and kissed me forcefully while I tried to get away from his grip. He grabbed my left boob and roughly tugged at my nipples. I was so turned on I could feel the wetness between my legs. I kept protesting and I lost it when he put his mouth on my right boob. His actions weren't calculated. It was urgent, fast and rough. Like he wanted to enjoy and savour each part of me while he still had time. Like something, he had imagined. He sucked roughly and tugged roughly, he handled me like an animal. With such rash craziness. I had imagined being with two men on several occasions but the thought of two men especially one of them being my uncle, forcefully taking me, made me feel extremely wet. It filled me with fear, excitement and anticipation because I had no control so I didn't know what to expect.
I had forgotten his friend till a fully erect penis was in my face.
