The sun came streaming though the window and at first Angela wasn't quite sure where she was. Sometimes you have that sense of disorientation the first thing in the morning.
Slowly, ever so slowly, Angela started to recall the events of the previous day. It started with the plane flight to New York as part of the High School graduation present from her Uncle Denis. He was her motherās brother, just one year older, and her motherās favorite in a large and raucous family.
Angel remembered the drive to South Hampton in the Mercedes, the pool party that night, sneaking glasses of champagne and flirting with her Uncleās friend. Her Uncle was very angry; she remembered being dragged by the ear into a cabana and spanked by her Uncle D for misbehaving.
In this half awake ā half sleep state Angela remembered even more: coming back to the carriage house, more champagne, having to undress in the living room, wearing only a bra and garter belt and stockings, all in white, ālike a virginā from the song by Madonna.
She was a virgin, and she was totally embarrassed when Uncle made her put her foot up on the coffee table. Angela was very aroused, having to stand in that obscene position for the first time. She was a natural blonde and her pubic hair was very sparse. She was sure Uncle could see the beginning of her wetness, her labia starting to glisten, and she was totally humiliated, knowing that her Uncle knew what a hot little piece she was. The embarrassment turned to serious arousal as Angela started to recall her Uncle Denis kissing her pussy, teasing her clit with just the tip of his tongue.
By the time Uncle Denis carried her into the bedroom and undressed very very quickly, she was very very wet. She kissed the tip of his penis, wanted to take him into her mouth, wanted to make him ejaculate in her mouth so she could swallow his cum, but he wouldn't let her.
"Not this time, my darling niece. We can save that for later. There are plenty of things we can save for later."
It was her first time and Uncle began very gently. He was bigger, thicker than the boys she jerked off on high school dates, and she winced as he broke her cherry. But it didnāt hurt as much as the girls said it would. Then he was into her deeply. First, her knees up to her chest, and then Uncle Denis made her cross her legs and put them over his shoulders.
None of the girls ever told her about being fucked in that position. Uncleās cock was very thick and she remembered how much it burned when he fucked her like that, and how much she liked the pain.
Yes, Angela like the pain, liked being filled with her Uncle Denisās thick cock and liked it even more when Uncle Denis made her cross her wrists over her head. He held her like that, in that submissive position, and then he fucked her savagely.
Angela remembered whimpering, calling his name over and over, as her orgasm began, as she felt his hot cum inside of her.
The bed was warm, toasty, very comfortable, as the memories flooded back. Uncle Denis was still asleep, his arm around her, his hand on her small shapely breast. Thinking about what had happened, feeling his chest against her back, his soft penis against her ass, made her tingle in anticipation.
Uncle kissed her shoulder, very lightly, nuzzled her ear, to tell her he was awake.
"You're very beautiful, my darling princess. Very sexy, not a little girl any more." There was blood on the insides of her thighs and the towel under her ass to prove what he said was true.
He kissed her again, and she felt his penis begin to stir. It felt so nice, pressing against the crack of Angela's sexy ass. It would be nice to stay in that position forever.
"No such luck," he whispered, as if reading her mind, and then he teased her earlobe with the tip of his tongue. "This is your next lesson."
Before Angela could protest, her Uncle Denis shook off the covers and dragged her to the edge bed, stood up, moved her into position, making her kneel with her ass up and her head down. Uncle started with the lightest touch possible, just at the base of her spine, where she was most sensitive.
"Please," she started to say.
"Don't say a word, not now, not until this is over."
There was no other sound in the room, just the beating of her heart. Then he began again, at the base of her spine, with that light, maddening touch. Back and forth, just floating across her skin, tormenting her, tickling her, slowly driving her crazy."
"Please, Uncle Denis," she started to say again, but he slapped her on the ass before she could finish.
"Not another word, or I'll put a gag in your mouth." And then he slapped her on the ass again, even harder.