A classic tale retold.
Copyright "08"
Molly J
Ellen closed the door behind her. Leaning against the closed door, her hands went, naturally, to her crotch.
"He is, so, sexy."
Ellen's knees, were weak. She was afraid, she would collapse, onto the floor. Ellen tore off her clothes, letting them lay, where they fell. Ellen flushed, with embarrassment, as she rolled her wet panties, off her ample hips.
She had just changed them. In fact, Ellen was almost out, of clean panties. She had to change them, several times today. Ellen could barely contain herself, as she slipped under the covers.
The sheets were still cool, when her orgasm started. She buried her head, into the pillow, and screamed. Her, practiced, fingers brought her, to an intense orgasm.
She continued to scream, in little gasps, as her orgasm subsided. It's not, as if I'm related to him. He is my Aunt's husband, almost a stranger.
Her uncle Jim, came into her life, two years ago. Ellen shuddered, as her lust rose. She thought about the events, of the day. This was the most exciting day, she ever had. Ellen rolled over, onto her back. Her legs were open.
Ellen played with herself, as she remembered, her first orgasm, of the day. It was shortly after, she greeted her uncle, with a family type of embrace, and a proper kiss, on the cheek.
As she held him, she caught the heady aroma, of his masculinity. Her vagina gushed. Her panties, turned into an absorbent pad.
She could feel the wetness spread, throughout her pubic area. She blushed furiously. She excused her self, to her room. She removed her damp panties. She fell across her bed, burying her face into her pillow. Her hands went, to her crotch.
Ellen, still, could not believe, that it had happened. It was her first, real, sexual experience. She had made out, with a few boys. She had, even, let some of them, play with her tits. One night, she had masturbated a boy, while he used his hands on her. That night had been, so, frustrating.
Her only orgasm that night, was at home, alone, with her hand. This was, way, different. This was, real, adult, sex. It was not fucking, but it was close. She had just turned eighteen. She would be graduating soon. She was tired, of being a girl. She wanted to be, a woman. Her lush body, demanded it.
Ellen's hands, began to work her self up, as she remembered her experience today. She had been flushed with passion, all day long. She had flirted, with her uncle. She teased him. First instinctively, then with intent. She felt so mature, as she teased him, through the day.
It was late, in the afternoon. Her parents had left them alone, in the house, to go to the store. Ellen walked into the front room. Her uncle grabbed her. He spun her around, and pressed her roughly against the textured wall. He spoke into her ear, as he pulled her blouse, out of her skirt.
"You picked the wrong man, to tease, little girl. Show it to me, and I'll take it."
He pushed her blouse, up above her tits. He was not abusive, but his hands were rough. He slipped his hands, under the bra cups. He made free use of his hands, on her firm tits. She was pressed, against the wall. She could feel the abrasive nature, of the texturing, on her bared body. His rough hands, were warm, on her body. He spoke softly, as he commanded her.
"Lift your skirt. Put your hands, in your panties."
Ellen complied, as if in a trance. She masturbated, as he fondled her. He kissed her neck, biting her, gently, with little love nips. Ellen was mostly aware, of his firm erection. His hard organ, pressed against her ass. She could feel it pulse, with life.
Ellen began to moan. She twisted her head, trying to get to his lips.
"You're a hot, little, number."
Ellen was experiencing, her first spasms of orgasm. Her moaning, became louder. He pulled her, to her knees, in front of the, wide, over stuffed chair, in the living room. He took his seat. He leered at her, as he opened his pants. He pulled out, his erection.
Ellen was intimidated, by its size. Ellen was blushing brightly.
"You, little, cock teasing, whore. Put your mouth, to work."
The crudeness of his words, brought Ellen new waves of lust. He spoke harshly. He slapped her soundly, but not hard.
"Do it, bitch. Keep your hand, in your cunt. I want to see, your eyes sparkle, while you suck me off."
Ellen was shocked by the slap. And, by her uncle's crude words. Ellen hesitated only a moment, when her uncle pushed her head to his erection.
"Now, bitch. Do me, good."
Ellen had no choice, about whither she would take him, into her mouth. His hands, on the sides of her head, were strong, and insistent. Ellen wrapped one hand, around his erection. She began to stroke him, as she masturbated herself, to an orgasm.
Her orgasm, was spasming her body, as her uncle, filled her mouth, with his, silky smooth, semen.
"Clean me up."
Ellen licked his cock, and her hands, clean. She startled, as she heard her parents, in the driveway. She, and her uncle, quickly tucked, and neatened, themselves.
Ellen was flushed, with embarrassment. She went out to help, bring the groceries into the house. She was sure, that everyone, would notice her arousal. She could smell herself. She could smell, her uncle's arousal. She was sure, her parents would, also, smell the scents, of sexual arousal.
Her parents, did not seem to notice, any of it. Ellen excused herself, as soon as she could. She took a, quick, shower. When she returned, her uncle acted, as if nothing had happened. He was light, and chipper, as he made his goodbyes.
He hugged her goodbye, as he let his hand slip onto her ass. He fondled, her ass, lightly, as he spoke.
"I'll see you, tomorrow."
He had said it aloud, but Ellen was sure, he was talking, just to her.
Ellen should have been, tired the next day. She slept lightly. She woke up several times, through the night, in the throes of passion. She did not like muffling her moans, and cries of passion, but she did. Her best masturbations, were when she was alone. Her cries, and moans, of passion aroused herself, to greater excitement.
Ellen arose. She said to her self, It will all be different, today.
Her Aunt Sherry would be here, with her uncle. Ellen was sure, that he would not try anything, with Sherry around. Her parents were going, for the weekend, to visit her older brother. Patrick, had moved to the campus, of a distant collage. The were leaving tonight. Her parents would not be back, until Monday about noon.
They said, they wanted to drive into the night, so that they could be there early, Saturday morning. Ellen knew, they were looking forward to a night alone, in a motel. They had been acting like teenagers, since they had planned the trip.
Ellen said to her self. Its no wonder, I'm aroused. They're filling the house, with their lust.
Ellen shuddered, as she thought, They are so old. She blushed, thinking of her uncle. He was the same age, as her parents. He didn't seem old, at all.
Ellen spent the day, helping her mother pack. They made snacks, for the trip. They packed the car, and were ready to leave. They would leave, as soon as her aunt, and uncle, arrived.
When Aunt Sherry arrived, they quickly, exchanged contact information. Her parent's left, hand in hand. They were bubbling, and excited.
As soon as her parents left, the mood changed. The mood of the house, went from light, and airy, to a sultry aura, of sensuality. Sherry and Jim, kissed and fondled. Aunt Sherry, had Ellen help unpack her luggage, into the master bedroom.
Her aunt's luggage, was filled with sexy clothes, and night wear. Ellen blushed, as her aunt unpacked a small bag, into the drawer, next to the bed. Her aunt made sure, that Ellen saw the sex toys. She embraced Ellen, as she spoke.
"We'll have so much fun, this weekend. At least, Jim and I, will have fun this weekend."
Ellen shivered, at the implication. Sherry led Ellen, to the front room.
"Jim, please be a dear. Go get us some takeout, for dinner. Chinese would be nice."
Sherry drew Ellen, tightly against her.
" We can nibble, all night. Take your time. Ellen and I, are going to have a little, girl to girl talk."
Uncle Jim, kissed Sherry.
"I'll be back, in an hour. I think I'll stop for a beer, and give you ladies a chance to talk."
Jim left the house. Sherry's mood changed, instantly. Sherry took Ellen, by the hair, and marched her into the bedroom.
"You little, bitch. Whore."
Ellen was crying, as Sherry threw her onto the bed. Sherry removed the wide belt from her waist. She slashed at Ellen's upturned ass .
"Fucking slut. You sucked, my husbands cock."
Sherry circled the bed, as she spoke.
"Jim tells me, everything."
Sherry continued to stalk Ellen, slashing her, with the belt.
