What Uncle Joe wants, he gets.
I was laying on the couch in the living room. My knickers in my left hand and my right hand between my legs with eyes tightly shut thinking of Charlie Simpkins the man of my naughty dreams. He wasn't anyone in particular. Just another figment of my crude imagination. Just another fantasy lover. I have an army of fantasy lovers. I think I was eighteen when I manufactured the first one to take my virginity. That was just over twelve months ago. Amazingly, I was still intact, where my fingers were so busy.
I am not that doggo that I have not had a troop of guys trying to get into my knickers. One or two had even got a finger in before I slapped them as hard as I could. I abhorred guys who came onto me in a cheap sort of grab a tit way. There were only two real men in my dreams and they were my Uncle Joe who is Dad's brother and dishy Kelvin, our next door neighbour. I was in the queue for Kelvin. My Mum and my sister Sylvia both were on heat over him. I am sure my Mum has already done it with him. He looks at me and I know he wants to do it with me. He makes the crotch of my panties all wet and nicely uncomfortable. Those black smouldering eyes of his make my juices trickle!
Uncle Joe has told me forever and a day that he is waiting for me to be old enough to pluck. He is getting bolder every time he gets me alone which is more and more often these days because I make sure he does get me alone. The last time he was here he made me stand with my legs open and me gripping my left wrist tightly behind my back with my eyes closed. God! It made me feel so horny! He told me this was 'The Position.' He just used the tips of his fingers to touch my face and my lips. I opened my mouth and he pressed a finger into my mouth onto my tongue. I moaned, it was so sexual! He had wishing it was his big rocket-like cock!
My juices were flowing before he lightly, fleetingly flicked over my nipples and then on down to the mound between my legs. I flinched and then pressed forward onto his teasing fingers. He laughed and whispered, 'Yes, Darling Enid. You are nearly ready. Like a ripe piece of fruit on a tree! I am going to pluck you!'
He left me standing there, until I heard the back door close, I had no idea he had left me. I burst into tears with frustration. I was desperate for him to have me. I was nineteen and still a virgin!
To my mates in school I had done it when I was thirteen. I was a convincing liar. I told them a man had come into the loo in the park and raped me. I hadn't complained because I had wanted him to do it. They asked me a lot of personal questions, but I fielded them all, just telling more and more lies. I wrote it all down in my secret diary so I would remember every lie I had uttered. Now it is my number one fantasy. Sometimes I think it really happened, I have told the story that often to so many people. Even my own sister. I made her swear not to tell our Mum. Because of that she told me everything what happened when she went out on dates. Every sordid lovely detail. She loved to see me masturbating myself as she told me.
I remember one night she woke me up and she was in tears and she told me a man had put his Willy up her bum! She got me to shine a torch on it to see if it was bleeding. White stuff was oozing out of her puckered hole. She said it was his spunk. From that night on my fantasies took on a new aspect. I had also seen and touched my sisters bum and pussy. It had been very exciting for me. I will always remember the smell. Even now I know when she has had sex with a guy. The last time she had it up her bum she told me she has started a deep craving for it. She actually asked the guy to do it to her. She showed me a tube of stuff she used to make her bum-hole very slippery so he could get his dick up her ass easier. I asked her what it felt like? She asked me if she could show me? I said yes and she rolled me over onto my stomach and put some of the gel-stuff into my ass and started to finger it in and out. When she asked me if I liked it, I said it was nice, then she used two fingers, then three. It started to get a bit sore then.
Sylvia had confided in me a lot over the years, telling me every single thing what happened to her in colourful detail. I found all this knowledge had made my fantasies more real. She also told me it paid to make men think that they are the first to have sex with you and to act very coy and immature. I laughed at that one because she thought that I was experienced. She still does not know different.
My thoughts were making me hot and aroused and I could feel myself ready to cum when I heard the back door grate on the kitchen floor as it always does. I panicked. Jumped up, straightened my dress and hid my soggy, smelly knickers under the cushion on the couch.
'Anybody at home?'
'In here Uncle Joe!'
I was standing over by the window with my back to it when he came into the living -room. I knew he could see the silhouette of my of my open legs against the light from the window. Could he see I had no knickers on?
'You home alone, Enid?'
'Yes, Mum and Dad have gone up the town. They may not be back until tea time, Uncle Joe.'
'Sylvia at work?'
'Yes, Uncle Joe.'
'What you been up to then? Up to no good, I know.'
'I'm a good girl, Uncle, you know I am.'
'You will not learn much being good, My Girl. Assume the position!'
'Oh! Uncle Joe, we mustn't.'
He started to unbuckle his belt menacingly, I meekly complied. He demanded my total submission. Standing with feet well astride and gripping my wrist, eyes closed. I was excited because he would discover my pussy was bare. My heart was palpitating.
I felt him breathing on my face, he was that close. He was breathing heavy too and I knew he was turned on. He was going to do it to me. My nipples were already erecting and there was a tingling feeling in my pussy and he had not even touched me yet.
'What do you want me to do to you, You saucy little Cherub?'
'I am scared you are going to do something naughty to me, Uncle Joe!'
'Like what?'
'You know?'
'I do not know anything until you tell me what you are scared I might do to you. Tell me, Enid.'
'You touched me last time and I felt that you wanted to do other things to me and you didn't.'
'I do not know what you are talking about, you mean this?'
I felt his talon like fingers kneading my breasts and then gently pinching my already erect nipples. My pussy was throbbing and I felt secretions creeping from me and on down my inner thigh towards my knee. Knees which were getting progressively weaker by the second.
'Oh! Yes! Uncle Joe, that makes me feel nice.'
His hand went under my skirt and cupped my wet pussy.
'Has any other guy done this to you, Little One?'
'Oh. No! No one!'
His fingers felt and prodded my sensitive vaginal lips
'What about this? Where's your knickers?'
'Oh No! That is naughty, nasty, but it does feel nice Oh! Your finger! It is going inside me! My knickers are under the cushion! Oh! Yes! Oh! Uncle Joe!'
'Is what I am doing satisfying you, Enid? Is this what you wanted me to do to you?'
I was gasping for air by this time. I was feeling so passionate. It made me bolder.
'I thought you would put it in me this time, Uncle Joe!
'Put what in you? In where?'
'Your cock, in my pussy.'
'Lovely words, where did you learn those?'
