Note to readers: This is the long overdue continuation of "Family Dinner" and "Cassie Gives Back". Thank you to those readers who never gave up. I hope this lives up to your expectations!
"You dirty little slut! You were teasing me all night!" Jack pounded into his niece's tight, wet pussy. "You deserve to get fucked hard." He pushed her down on the kitchen island where she sat, her bare skin shocked by the cold marble. He hiked her thighs onto his shoulders to get better leverage.
Cassie gasped from the cold surface and her uncle's cock penetrating her so deeply. "Oh god, Uncle Jack. If this is how you teach me a lesson it isn't going to work." She moaned as he pulled her hips against his. "God, I'll tease you more if it makes you fuck me like this." She tried not to scream as he leaned over to suck on her nipple.
She knew she'd pushed him too far tonight. He'd never fucked her while her parents were in the house. They'd only gone up to bed five minutes before he'd lifted her onto the kitchen island and ripped off her shirt. They'd had a few close calls when family members had come home unexpectedly, but they were as careful as they could be. This was really risky.
Cassie leaned over to bite her Uncle Jack's shoulder as he squeezed her tits and pinched her already sore nipples.
Uncle Jack grunted at the pain of her teeth and the vice grip her young cunt had around his cock. She drove him crazy. He couldn't fuck her often enough or hard enough. "I'm cumming baby!" He thrust deep inside of her and released his seed into her already soaking pussy. She was on the edge, about to join him when they heard the sound of the garage door opening.
"Holy shit!" Cassie almost yelled as she pushed her uncle off of her and looked around for her shirt. "Troy's home!" Her pussy quivered, so ready for a release that it was not going to get. She saw her pink shirt across the room on the floor and dove for it.
Thank god she still had her skirt on she thought as she pulled her shirt over her head. Uncle Jack was still mostly dressed and used the minute of warning they had to grab a sponge from the sink and wipe the island of any traces.
Where the hell were her panties? Cassie scanned the room and saw them by the fridge. She just had time to kick them under the kitchen table before the door from the garage opened.
She struck a casual stance against the counter and started laughing. Uncle Jack followed her lead and they acted as if they'd been having a conversation. She looked over to check Troy's face as he took in the kitchen scene. She thought she saw him smirk for a second, but then it was gone. She was probably just being paranoid.
"Hey Troy," Cassie greeted her older brother. "I thought you were staying at Jessica's tonight."
Troy's face looked annoyed for a moment as he glanced at his uncle. "I think you mean Mike's house, Cassie." Oops, parents and uncles were not supposed to know he was sleeping over at his girlfriend's house. Her parents sure didn't know. Oh well, it was definitely not the biggest secret in this family.
"Oh, right, yeah." Great, nice cover, Cassie thought sarcastically.
Troy's face smoothed over. "He was being a dick. So now I'm here." That must be code for they had a fight. Good, Jessica was a bitch anyway. She didn't deserve to have a boyfriend as sweet and as hot as Troy.
Before Troy had a chance to ask them what was so funny when he came in, Uncle Jack said, "Okay kids, I'm heading home." He headed for the garage. "Don't stay up too late."
Great, Cassie thought, leave me alone. She couldn't move with her brother there. She wasn't wearing her panties and her uncle's cum would drip down her legs if she unclenched her thighs.
So it was against her better judgment that she asked Troy, "Everything okay with Jessica?" Why did she have to start a possibly long conversation right now?
Troy looked distracted for a moment, "Huh?" Had he been looking at her nipples poking through her shirt? "Oh, that. We broke up." He ran his fingers through his dark hair.
Cassie tried to suppress the loud cheer in her head and show some concern. "I'm sorry bro, are you okay?"
Troy's perfect face hardened for a minute. "Yeah. It's been coming for a while." He was looking down again. At her tits? "Besides," his blue eyes met hers, "I think there is someone new on the horizon anyway." He grinned and his eyes seemed to sparkle.
Cassie felt the jealous beast try to claw its way out of her belly. "That's great! Who's the lucky lady?"
He shook his head mysteriously. "Too early. I'll tell you when it's a done deal. Goodnight, sis." He sauntered of towards the stairs. She couldn't help but notice how well his jeans fit his cute ass.
Cassie waited until she heard his door close upstairs to grab her panties from under the table. She pulled them on and hurried up to her room to bring herself to a long overdue orgasm.
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The next morning, Cassie took a hot shower to wash away the traces of her uncle's lust... and her own. She took her time, glad it was Sunday. She was looking forward to a lazy day. She knew Uncle Jack would be out of town today. She needed to rest her poor pussy.
She wrapped a fluffy pink towel around herself and walked down the hall to her room. She stripped off her towel and used it to dry her damp hair. She picked out sky blue lacey panties for the day and pulled them over her hips. She grabbed her orange ginger scented lotion and walked to her desk. Propping one foot on the chair she rubbed lotion into one leg, then the other. She was massaging the scented cream onto her arms when she saw the CD on her desk. It was on top of her laptop with a post-it note that read "Watch me" on the cover.
Confused, Cassie sat in her chair, still topless, and booted up her laptop. As soon as it stopped loading, she popped in the disk. Her media player started and a porn video came up. Some guy fucking a young girl on a washing machine.
She gasped when she recognized the guy's thrusting ass. That was Uncle Jack fucking her in the basement laundry room! That was just last week. He'd surprised her while she was home doing laundry. He recorded it? When did he put the disk here? She hadn't noticed it last night. Was there sound? She carefully unmuted the sound and was greeted with her own voice moaning, "Fuck me faster, Uncle Jack! My mom will be home in half an hour."
Panicking, Cassie muted the video again. How the hell had he recorded this? She tried to be angry, but she couldn't stop watching it. It was so hot! She slipped her fingers into her panties and started stroking her clit, watching herself get fucked. Her pussy was wet as she stroked her fingers along her bare slit. She brought her other hand to her tit and massaged it, pinching her nipple lightly. She was really getting worked up when someone knocked on the door.
She slammed the laptop shut. "Just a second!" She grabbed her white satin bathrobe off the back of the door and pulled it on, wrapping it tightly around herself.
