A Not So Rude Awakening
Pablo Robles remembered getting drunk.
He remembered going into the bathroom with his sister-in-law, where she basically splashed a little water on herself and called it a shower. By comparison, Pablo chose to give himself a more thorough cleaning. He'd gone back into Cessy's bedroom to retrieve his clothes, nothing more than a tank top and shorts because it had been a warm day earlier. Once he was dressed he descended the stairs.
Pablo found Cessy in the living room. The voluptuous woman was sitting on the couch, absently watching some Mexican variety show that featured short comedy skits, interspersed with celebrity appearances and interviews with music bands.
Cessy upended a bottle of Corona. Once she lowered it, she'd said, "You know where to find the fridge, right?"
That was when the parade had started. Back and forth, Pablo had traversed the expanse between the living room and the kitchen to retrieve additional bottles of alcohol. He was drinking them much faster than his drinking partner was, and he remembered having to make several pit stops to the downstairs bathroom.
That was it. That was the last thing he remembered, other than lying down on the living room couch and feeling his eyelids getting heavy.
Now, Pablo just opened his eyes and found the entire room bathed in black. It was deep into the night, he comprehended. Somewhere nearby, he heard the sound of giggling. What the hell was going on now? He wondered this, as he stilled his body and tried to localize the noise. Behind the couch, he observed, that's where the giggling was coming from.
"Uncle Pablo, are you awake?" A soft voice crept over the top of the couch.
"Who is that?" Pablo whispered back.
"Oh, pfft! Don't tell me you don't know who I am!"
"My niece Diamond?"
"There you go. See, you're not as dumb as you look."
A new set of snickers erupted from behind the couch.
"That was a joke, Uncle Pablo." Diamond's quiet voice said. "I guess it wasn't that funny, because I didn't hear you laugh. You do like jokes, don't you?"
"I guess. What time is it?"
"Seriously, who the fuck cares?" Diamond replied. "Hey, I know something else you might like. You wanna see what it is?"
Before he could answer, Diamond slid over the top on the couch and slowly dropped down on top of him. He reached up to grasp the petite girl by the waist, becoming near shocked when he discovered that Diamond's middle was bare of clothing. His hands moved up slightly, finding an uncovered rib cage and upper back. Then his hands moved further down. Pablo halted when he came to the beginning of Diamond's buttocks.
"That didn't take long, did it?" Diamond flirted, her face only a few inches from the much older man's. To someone else, she said, "Hey, guess what? My uncle is already feeling me up!"
"How kinky!" Another, very young female voice replied.
"Look, maybe this isn't such a good idea." Pablo suggested. "The last thing I want is for your mother to come down the stairs and see you lying naked on top of me."
"Oh, don't worry about that bitch." Diamond replied. "She's upstairs snoring like a fucking bear. I know you two were drinking because I saw all the empty bottles in the kitchen. When my mom drinks like that, she doesn't get up for shit!"
"Maybe this still isn't such a good idea." Pablo insisted. "Aren't you like sixteen or something?"
"Hello! I'm eighteen, you asshole! Thanks for keeping up with current world events." Diamond scolded him lightly. "Anyway, I have only three words for you. Shut. The hell. Up."
"That's four words, stupid." The girl behind the couch snickered.
"Oh, and since when did you become a math teacher?" Diamond snapped. "You don't even know what words are, so how would you know how many I just said?"
The girl behind the couch really started laughing this time.
"Sheila, shut the fuck up!" Diamond berated. "If my mom hears you, she's going to come down here. If she comes down here, we're both fucked!"
"Not yet, we aren't!" Sheila replied.
Diamond turned back to face the man on the couch. "So, how about it, Uncle Pablo? Do you want to fuck us? I know you do, because you're dick is already standing up under your shorts."
Pablo didn't want to utter the fact that his dick was only starting to get hard. It still had a way to go before it was fully erect. The bad thing about that was that his dick was getting hard for his eighteen year-old niece! This was after he'd been screwing around with the girl's mother only a few hours earlier! Was it possible, he wondered, that Diamond was as big a, dare he say it, as big a slut as Cessy was?
"I guess I did tell you to shut up, didn't I?" Diamond sounded as if she was pouting. "In that case, it's a good thing you're being Mr. Tall, Dark and Silent. How about... How about we let your body do the talking? Here, let's see what it has to say to me..."
Still draped over the older man, Diamond began to grind her hips into him, and to make not so subtle noises into his ear.
"Oh, yes, oh, yes. Oh, uncle, you really know how to fuck me. Oh, I want you to fuck me all night. Oh, uncle, fuck me, over and over and over..."
Diamond stopped speaking, as this was when her hand had crept in between their bodies. She had found the immense appendage starting to rise from between Pablo's groin. Pablo heard her gulp.
"Sheila?" Diamond quietly asked.
"What?"
"I think my uncle feeds his dick steroids, because his dick is almost as big as I am."
"You're crazy!" Sheila covered her mouth and started giggling.
