slut-problems: My cousin had told me about Uncle Ricky but I had always thought that she was just a
slut-problems: My cousin had told me about Uncle Ricky but I had always thought that she was just a tad crazy and liked to make up shit for sport to fuck with our whole family. She’d lied so much that no one believed her and I certainly didn’t believe that Uncle Ricky had raped her repeatedly. Her mother put her in counseling and everyone just chalked it up to her being bipolar and crazy. I wasn’t even a bit scared for my safety the month my family stayed over at Uncle Ricky’s while our kitchen was being remodeled. I slept on the couch, and for many nights nothing happened, which is what I had expected. I had always known my cousin was a lying cunt. I was going to call her when all this was over and tell her what a model citizen Uncle Ricky had been. I wanted her to know I knew she was full of shit. About about a week of sleeping on the couch weird things started to happen. I woke up one morning and my panties were wrapped around my ankles and my pussy and asshole were both sore. I was very concerned, but I chalked it up to masturbating in my sleep. I don’t know why I didn’t even think of Uncle Ricky, since my cousin had accused him of such things, but I guess I was in denial. It kept happening, though. I would wake up and my holes would feel bruised and swollen. So I decided to stay up all night and pretend I was asleep to see what actually happened. I waited patiently in the dark for hours until about 3am when I heard someone coming down the stairs. It was the heavy steps of a man, and I knew it was Uncle Ricky. I could hear him as he made his way to the couch were I was sleeping. He checked me to make sure I was asleep and I pretended for him. He pulled my blanket down and he flipped me onto my back and pulled down my shorts with an expertise that told me he was used to doing it. He pulled my panties down and then flipped my whole body onto my stomach. He climbed up on top of me and I probably should have bucked him off and fought him, but instead I waited to see if he was really going to do it. I wanted to see if my cousin had been telling the truth about Uncle Ricky. Sure enough, he pushed his hard cock into my pussy and began to roughly fuck me. He wasn’t gentle, and I wondered how I had slept through this in the past! He fucked me as hard as he wanted to, using my pussy in ways that no other man had ever tried. He brutalized my pussy, fucking into me with the kind of power that only a rapist would use. The scary part was how good it felt. No one had ever used me the way my Uncle Ricky was using me. No one had fucked me that hard! I was cumming so easily and frequently and I began to moan. I couldn’t hold it in. “Are you awake, you little slut?” he growled. “Yes,” I whispered. “Good, I want you to feel it this time,” he hissed. He pulled his cock from my pussy and shoved it into my ass. He grabbed me by the hair and yanked my hair back as he used my butthole. My asshole was so sore, probably from all the other nights he’d fucked me in my sleep. I began to scream in pain, but Uncle Ricky grabbed my panties and shoved them into my mouth. “Shut the fuck up, you little bitch. I don’t want your parents to come down here and see me stuffing your asshole with cock. Do you? If they catch us then I won’t be able to come fuck your slutty holes anymore. I know you’d hate that, you little slut. I know you like this. Don’t you?”I said nothing. I wasn’t sure if I liked it or not. I was scared, but I was also so close to cumming. I reached my hand down to my pussy and pressed on my clit as he used my sore, bruised asshole. There were tears in my eyes from the pain, but the pressure on my clit somehow balanced it all out and I came hard, screaming so loudly, my panties still in my mouth soaking with my saliva as I did. “Cum for me, you stupid whore! Cum for me,” Uncle Ricky snarled. Then he let out a series of thick moans as he dumped his cum into my asshole. When he was done, he pulled his cock from my ass and shoved my body roughly away from me, like I was a breakfast at Denny’s he was finished with. “Good night, whore,” he said as he pulled his shorts back on and headed back toward the stairs. I didn’t move until I was sure I’d heard his bedroom door open and shut. I couldn’t believe it. My cousin had been telling the truth about Uncle Ricky this whole time and I hadn’t believed her! I had thought that if I found out that Uncle Ricky was a rapist that I would turn him in and make him pay, but as I laid there on his couch, his cum dripping from my asshole I did something different and unexpected. I put my finger back on my clit and rubbed myself until I came as I thought about what had just happened. I don’t know why being raped by my Uncle was so fucking hot, but somehow it was. I felt so disgusting, so used and somehow I was fucking loving it. -- source link