0 comments/ 171836 views/ 14 favorites Rhia & Her Uncle By: drknyte "You can't stop me! I hate you!!" Rhia screamed as she turned on her heels and raced to her temporary bedroom. "Rhia... Rhia!! Come back here..." But his voice was cut off abruptly as Rhia slammed the door, the harsh noise vibrating in the now quiet house. Blinded by anger she stood for a moment staring at the door intently, daring him to enter; a million come-backs and scathing insults at the tip of her tongue. Her heart leapt up and down, positively deafening. There was to be no intrusion (at this point). Rhia clenched and unclenched her hands, feeling her sharp fingernails digging in and out of her palms. She let out a ragged breath - an attempt to calm herself, but rage was still coursing through her veins, heating her blood, making her head pound. Rhia turned and assessed the small room, with its single bed - pretty pink floral bedspread, lacy frills on the pillow... fit for a 10 year old. Unfortunately Rhiannon was 18, and the whole pink-lacy-matching curtain-and-floral-wallpaper number was wearing very thin, especially after 2 months... And especially after having friends over and having to deal with their constant hassles. She'd managed to rid the stuffy room of the doilies that sat atop the dresser drawers and bedside table. After some careful manoeuvring Rhia also worked out how to remove the set of 8 (count them, *eight*) framed animal pictures, with the 'endearing' catch phrases emblazoned on the bottom (yes, even the one with the kitten dangling off the end of a table, with the ever cute "Hang in there!" printed under it). Of course they had to be arranged and hooked back up again when friends etc had left, so as to not offend or anger her crazy Aunt. She huffed and strode over to her one saviour in the house - a portable CD player. Rhia slammed a new CD in and pressed 'play'. Aggressive hard rock blared out - music she didn't exactly like or dislike, but that had been chosen for the sole purpose of being played LOUD when she was pissed off, to ensure everyone else in the house knew it, and hopefully became equally annoyed. Pacing back and forth as the music screamed out of the speakers Rhia tried to revise her night. Tonight had all been about a party - a big blow-out, alcohol AND college guys... That was before she had been stopped. What right did he have to criticise her?! Rhia quit pacing, stopping in front of the gilded floor-length mirror. She had dressed with care, every part of her attire thought-out. A tiny black pleated skirt had been bought for the occasion. It was teamed with a tight white shirt, unbuttoned low in the front. High black platform sandals completed the 'catholic school girl' look, except she was pretty sure they didn't wear matching black lace thong and bra. Rhia gave a little twirl, watching in the mirror as the skirt fanned out, baring the tops of her slender thighs. The shirt hugged her chest, the outline of the black bra visible through the thin stretch cotton. She pouted and fiddled with her messy pile of blonde hair pinned artfully, tendrils of blonde locks wisping around her face and neck. Rhia looked fine in her books - sexy and mature, not like a 18 year old child who normally lived in baggy jeans. Her ex-boyfriend was going to be at the party, and Rhia planned on making him very jealous - and make him regret the nasty things he had said about her after he dumped her. Unfortunately for her, she wasn't at home, where her mother was too busy to notice what she wore out, where she was going, or what time she came home. Vanessa Burnes had started out as a secretary, then had married Eric Atkins, her boss. Now married 25 years, Eric still worked long hours as a lawyer, while Vanessa had raised Daniel, their first born son- now 24, and Rhia, their golden daughter, 18. It was because of these long working hours that Rhia was staying with her father's brother, or Uncle Steven if you will. Eric was in the middle of a case (as per ususal) and Vanessa was busy assisting him - both had now left the country on business. Two months and counting, and Rhia was still stuck across town with Uncle Steve and Aunt Maria... under their rules. It was a normality for Rhia to live her life at home as she pleased. Not one to get into trouble at home or school, she messed around with her friends, dabbled with alcohol and with Darren (now ex...), but was generally 'good kid'. And even when she missed curfew, or did something a little wild she was never caught. Eric and Vanessa were always out, and Daniel was away at college studying law. Rhia had an unhampered lifestyle and not much to rebel against. Things had began to change lately though. Rhia had began to notice her body more, and tonight she was going to make sure everybody else did too! Darren was going to have to eat his words about her being too innocent, frigid, dowdy... how dare he!! At 5'7 Rhia was slender with a curved and luscious figure. Her legs were long and toned, her pubic region newly shaved, her stomach flat, her breasts firm, round 'c' cups... She knew she wasn't a knock-out, and that plenty of girls had bigger breasts or longer legs, but afer staring at her body in the mirror a few months back she had decided not to hide under tee shirts and jeans anymore. She just hadn't had the guts until tonight. Now as she stood in front of the mirror again, in a different house, months later, her plans were all going to be ruined. Rhia's defiant brown eyes glared back at her. She'd climb out the window to escape this house if she had to! Over the blaring music she heard the familiar high-pitch squeal of her cell phone, and dived to the bed to answer. She glanced at the display - it was her friend Nicky, probably checking up on where she was. Rhia pressed the call button and raised the Nokia to her ear, making her way back to the stereo as she answered. "Hey..." she called, turning down the music at the same time. "Rhia where are you?! The place is going off... ooooh, and I soooo saw Darren - he's here! But you aint!!!" came the excited but slightly staticy voice of one of Rhia's best friends. Rhia sighed and returned to the bed, flopping down. "I haven't left here yet. *Steve* caught me at the door and gave me the third degree. Now he's threatening to not even let me go with you guys." "What an asshole! Your parents wouldn't have cared..." "I know, but they aren't here are they?! Now I'm stuck here cos Uncle Steven thinks my clothes are "unsuitable". "So change babe! Just put something over your clothes to please him. You can change back here..." Rhia rolled her eyes and ran her free hand down her top, smoothing the fabric, "Yeah, well that might have been a possibility if I hadn't yelled at him..." Nicky groaned. "What did you say?!" Cringing, Rhia flashed back to their heated fight. "Umm... the normal teenage-angst stuff: 'you're not my father; you have no right; what's wrong with the way I look... Etc etc... It wasn't pretty I tell you..." "Is that all...?" Rhia blushed and rolled off the bed, resuming her pacing, "No... I told him to go fuck himself..." Rhia held the phone away from her ear while Nicky hooted with laughter. When she had calmed down a bit she replied, "Way to go! He and that wife of his are soooo stuffy. He'll ground you for life now though..." Suddenly the phone blared with laughter and loud music - the sound of a great time. "... hey, Rhia, I gotta go now. I'll check back soon..." Before Rhia could even say good-bye Nicky was gone. Maybe if she hadn't gotten quite so mad Rhia would be there with Nicky. She sighed and dropped her phone back into her little purse. It had just been so hard to hold back, especially when Uncle Steve had the nerve to tell her she looked like "a common street walker". Her Uncle was so repressed he couldn't even say the word 'whore' or even 'prostitute'. Not that any of the terms would have lessened the insult. Hence Rhia flying off the handle. Steven and Maria lived a lovely quiet childless life. Rhia had come home from the mall on occasions to find them playing Scrabble, or reading together in the parlour (who has a 'parlour' these days?!); not anything she was used to witnessing. She hadn't heard them fight once in eight weeks. Maria was out at a cooking class, leaving Steven alone with Rhia, and it appeared he took his babysitting job seriously... As her brain raced, trying to get herself out of this mess, there was a sharp rap at her door. Rhia took a deep breath. "Yes?" she asked coldly. The door opened and a male figure appeared, his hand gripping the doorhandle. The similarities between her Dad and Uncle almost led her to believe her Dad had come to take her home. Her heart sunk when Uncle Steve stepped into the room. Both the brothers had blonde hair, now greying, and piercing blue eyes. Steven and Eric stood over 6 foot, and though the years had softened them a little, they still looked formidable with their thick arm muscles, and height. They were separated by only a few years and the differences were minimal - her Dad jogged in the early hours of the morning, keeping his waist trim, where as Uncle Steven had the beginnings of a beer belly; her Dad was clean cut, always in a suit, his complexion pale from too many hours behind office doors, where as Uncle Steve had a more rugged look, his colouring darker from hours spent in the garden. Rhia cut him a scathing glance then turned away, fussing with her purse. "Sweetheart... Rhiannon..." "What??!" she almost spat. "Please don't take that tone. Your parents left you in my care, and standing by while you run off into the night would be letting them down," Steven stated calmly. Rhia sighed and turned to face him, her hands on her hips. "Uncle Steve I'm not a kid anymore. I can take care of myself. I don't even know why mom and dad sent me here..." "... because they care about you and they didn't want you to have to take care of yourself. And quite frankly this 'gathering' of your friends sounds like a bad idea." She frowned at him, "This is my life, and my friends. Everyone is going to be there, and you're stopping me from going!" Steven echoed her stance, his hands on his hips as he eyed her. She looked delicious standing there, her cheeks flushed with anger, her ripe body beckoning him. He had watched her grow up into a beautiful young woman, and no matter how wrong he knew it was, he couldn't stop the image playing out in his mind of Rhia on her knees, that little skirt of her's pushed up around her waist while he fucked her from behind... "You are too young to spurt off about your life. You're not trapsing off to a party with alcohol and god-knows-what-else, dressed like that, and acting the way you are acting!" Rhia huffed and picked up her purse as she watched her Uncle's face go through several changes. What he was thinking she didn't know... or care, she just wanted out... now! His eyes followed her movements, "Where do you think you are going?" he asked in gruffly, taking a step toward her. "To the party," Rhia replied stubbornly, her lip trembling in defiance. Steven was losing his careful control. He let out a shaky breath, his blue eyes sparkling with fury... and lust. "NO YOU ARE NOT," he shouted, emphasising each word. Rhia gulped, taking a step away from him. Her head-strong confidence was slowly being quashed as she realised just how mad she had made her Uncle. "Y-yes... yes I am," she replied in a small voice, clutching her purse to her chest. She jumped and almost squealed as Steven turned suddenly, striding to her bedroom door and slammed it, shutting them both inside together. He stayed at the door, staring into her frightened face as he held up a key. Puzzled, Rhia chewed on her lip, but all was revealed as Steven inserted the key and turned it with a resounding click. He dropped the key into the pocket of his slacks as he made his way slowly back to her. "Now, as I said before, you are not going anywhere. I have the key," he remarked sternly, "And I'm not letting you out of here until I am satisfied you are not going anywhere." Rhia's eyes widened and she opened her mouth to start another tirade, but he stopped her with a raised hand. "NO! No more protests or foul words from you. Rhia, you will keep your mouth shut. I know you think I am some sort of conservative prude, but there are things you don't know. And with Maria out of the house maybe you and me can get some things straight. I know why you are dressed like a wet-dream - for some drunken prick to make out with you... maybe you'll even spread your pristine thighs for him..." Rhia couldn't believe what was happening. She stood agog as Uncle Steven advanced on her, self-possessed, his words caressing her. She blushed furiously and looked at the floor. "W-why are you saying these things?" she asked in a quiet voice. "Are you denying it then?" he scoffed. Rhia looked up, her eyes wide, "No, I... I just wanted to look... sexy... I wasn't going to do anything... bad..." Steven laughed then, barely a foot between them now. "Anything 'bad'? Honey, sometimes its not up to you to decide. When you dress like this," he reached out and gave her skirt a little tug, "guys will just assume you want sex, maybe they'll think you're a slut for the taking." He ended up with his mouth to her ear, the last phrase whispered lewdly. Rhia swallowed thickly, her heart racing. He was so close now, his breath hot on her neck. "U-uncle Steven... please, I'm not a slut," she replied in a shamed, small voice. "I've never even... I just wanted to make a guy jealous, honestly." He withdrew slowly, his bright eyes bearing down on her dark ones. "Rhia, honey, that's naive," he answered with a smile, reaching up to brush a strand of hair off her face. "Anyways, you did make someone jealous..." The statement hung in the air as Rhia backed herself against the wall. What was he talking about? It was like her Uncle was a completely different person!! His words were saying beyond wrong... yet she could feel a change; a turn of tables between them. As her heart raced with nerves, she could feel moisture gathering in her tiny lace thong. And she could clearly identify the hungry look in her Uncle's eyes, and if that wasn't enough then the bulge in his pants was proof. Her voice caught as she tried to speak, "Uncle... I..." He laughed softly, stepping into her, his body moulding against hers, "Don't be shy Rhia. I mean it: seeing you dressed up, looking so sexy, made me mad and jealous; jealous of all those stupid boys who would touch you with clumsy impatient hands..." Rhia shook her head, "You're my Uncle! You can't... we can't..." she stammered, her arms limp at her sides. She closed her eyes and shuddered as her Uncle slowly rubbed himself against her, his hard cock pressing into her belly. "You are a sexy, sweet girl; my pretty niece. I've been watching you for weeks now, as you curl up in front of TV, or lean over to tie your shoes... mmmmmm..." He nuzzled her neck, kissing her lightly, tasting her soft skin, "... that tight ass of yours..." As if to prove his point his hands promptly slid down her arms, and he reached around to cup her ass. Rhia froze as her Uncle squeezed her ass cheeks, while he murmured in her ear. "And I've seen you at the window while I'm outside working; my shirt off, sweat running off me. You like that?" Rhia gasped at his revelation - she had watched him, but mainly out of curiosity. He was so powerful compared to the guys she knew, and she had found herself ogling her own Uncle. "P-pleeeease..." she whimpered, her hands now clutching at his shirt. This shouldn't be happening. She should be pushing him away, but it she was stunned. "Please what sweetheart?" Steven's hands moved from her ass to the front of her thighs, creeping up to her wet juncture. His hand paused, and she glanced at his face to see his surprise. "My my, you're positively dripping." His finger dipped under the lace, slipping between the hot folds of skin, right to her core. Rhia moaned and closed her eyes, her fingers digging into Steven's chest. Her body's response was beyond her control as her back arched. "Rhia," Steven declared in a husky voice, "I'm going to fuck you. Do you understand? I'm going to fuck your virgin pussy til you scream." Suddenly the weight of his body was gone from hers, so was the intruding finger. She opened her dazed eyes, and had no time to react to his incestuous statement, before he had thrown her on the small bed. "Stop! No, you can't do this!" Rhia squealed frantically as she tried to sit up. But Steven was on her, yanking her thighs apart, spreading her legs. He moved between them, throwing her skirt up. Rhia attempted to cover herself as Steven's hands snaked to her thong. "Uncle Steven, stop stop!" she panted, pushing at his chest pathetically. Even as she protested she felt a sharp pain as he yanked at the thong, ripping it off her. Rhia yelled in shock, panicked as Steven brought the lacy crotch to his nose and inhaled her scent. He moaned, intoxicated by her scent, an expression on his face she had never seen before; it scared and excited her. He paused then, niece and uncle breathing heavily, both waiting for the next move. His eyes scanned hers, taking in all the confused emotions shining back at him. The bed squeaked as he altered his weight, lowering himself on top of her. Rhia rested back on the bed, her hands balled up in the bedspread as if she was holding on for dear life. "Uncle Steven. Stop, I'm- I'm your brother's daughter, you're married..." she breathed. His lips lightly pressed to hers, cutting off any further protests. As he kissed her, his hands explored her body - touching her in ways he had only fantasised about. Steven teased her mouth with his tongue, urging Rhia to open up to him. She closed her eyes, her chest rising wildly with each breath. Rhia had dreamed about her first time before, and no matter who the guy was, he was always an experienced older lover, not a boy; a man. And as she parted her full lips to allow her Uncle's tongue entry, she expelled a moan of pent-up frustration, her lips moving against his as she sucked him into her hungry mouth. The pair groaned in unison, the kiss intensifying as he devoured her, thrusting his tongue deeper into her mouth, feeling the young nubile body beneath him squirm with pleasure as his fingers sort out her nipples, pinching them through her thin clothing. He continued to caress her while he moved against her, his cock straining for release. When the passionate kiss broke, both panted for air, their gazes heated and lustful. "Uncle St-" "Shh..." he cooed, "Just let me make you happy Rhia. I won't hurt you, and noone will ever have to know..." They kept eye contact as her only Uncle, someone she had trusted her whole life, slide down her body and lifted her skirt. She shivered in anticipation as his mouth lowered onto her bare pussy, his breath caressing the hot sensitive skin. Steven opened his mouth, his tongue lapping a long wet stroke the length of her slit. Rhia shuddered, her hands entwining in her Uncle's hair as he licked her again; a long slow tasting stroke. She had never felt such a delectable sensation before, and let out a loud sigh. "Mmmm... you taste sooo good baby," Steven breathed in her scent and licked his lips. Stopping for a moment he reached for the discarded ripped thong and balled it into his hand. Brushing it over Rhia's aroused cunt, he pressed the lace over her clit, rubbing her. Rhia responded by moaning and digging her fingers into his hair, her body shaking. He chuckled and removed the now soaked garment. "Open your mouth Rhia..." She obeyed without a second thought, her brain now in pleasure mode as she opened her mouth and parted her thighs wider, urging him to go on. Steven pushed the juicy thong into her mouth, eliciting a startled noise from Rhia as her own rich cunt juice filled her senses. She bit down on the lace as Steven fortified his attack on her virgin pussy. He relished the taste and feel of his niece's shaved flesh, working her with his swirling tongue, paying homage to her clit with the lightest flicks of his tongue. Rhia could hardly stand it a she moaned through her gag; one minute his tongue lapped at her oozing hole, then it flicked mercilessly at her engorged clit. She arched her back, her hands pushing at his head. Rhia & Her Uncle Steven chuckled against her pussy, enjoying her responses. He jolted her as he added his fingers to the mix, sliding one into her tight pussy. Rhia shook her head to the side, her eyes squeezed shut. It was like her whole world was electric pleasure; nothing else mattered. Sensing she was close to her first orgasm, Steven pumped another finger inside her, her cunt walls gripping his fingers as he worked them in and out. His mouth fixed on her clit, nibbling it, sucking greedily as her thighs quivered against his face. Rhia was hit by wave after wave of colour; hot intense pleasure flowing over her as she orgasmed. It crashed down on her, taking her to the peak and beyond. Steven raised his eyes and took in the expression on her sweet, innocent face as she came over his fingers, her body on fire. He would never forget the look of Rhia chewing on her own thong, her body shaking under his ministrations; the sound of her screaming for him. After what seemed like eternity Rhia opened her dazed eyes, a shaky hand removing the thong from her mouth. She was breathless, wordless... she felt like her limbs had been liquified. "I think you enjoyed that Rhia," Steven smiled, his face smeared in her cum. "Ohh... God... Uncle Steve... god! I didn't know it felt so wonderful..." she answered lazily, almost slurring her words as if she were drunk. "And it can only get better." He climbed back up her body and kissed her, letting her once again taste her own sex. "Now, Rhia. I want you to show me what you're hiding under that shirt. Take it off," he ordered, his voice thick with longing. Rocking back on his knees, Rhia now between his legs, he waited with baited breath as her fingers worked the buttons on her shirt, popping them one by one. Hearing the sound of a zipper, Rhia looked up to see her Uncle pulling down his pants and boxers with one anxious push. As she pushed her shirt open and half-sat up shrugging out of it, her eyes remained fixed to the huge piece of erect meat that pulsed against his stomach. She chewed on her lip nervously as she reached behind herself and fumbled with the clasp on her bra. "It's so big," she said in awe. "Have you ever touched one before," Steven asked as he hooked his fingers into the straps of her bra and pulled them from her shoulders, releasing her supple breasts. He groaned with need, tracing his fingers down her narrow shoulders to the quivering mounds and cupping them. He caressed them in slow circles, squeezing them, trapping the nipples between his fingers and twisting them to the point of pain. Rhia gasped and licked her lips, a new flood of juices leaking onto the bed, her eyes still glued to her Uncle's cock. That wasn't going to fit... Relinquishing his hold on her breasts he took her hands in his and guided them to his erection. Steven placed her small hands on his cock and it jumped beneath them. It didn't feel at all like what Rhia imagined. She ran her fingers over its smoothness, and the ridges and veins. It throbbed in response as she lightly caressed the 8 inch shaft, from base to tip. "That's it sweetheart. Now you're going to make me cum." Steven took her place on the small bed, Rhia kneeling between his legs. Both were now naked, Steven having discarded his shirt. All that remained were Rhia's platform sandals, but she had been instructed to leave those on. Under his insistent words of encouragement Rhia kissed the engorged head of her Uncle's cock. She probed the tip with her tongue tasting his salty precum for the first time. His hands fondled her breasts as her lips stretched around the head of his cock, sucking it into her hot mouth. As Rhia licked and sucked up and down the length of his cock, her hands toyed with his heavy balls, cupping them. Though she was inexperienced, Steven was in heaven as his niece licked his aching cock, her nipples hard in his palms. "Put it in your mouth baby. Suck it into your mouth as far as it will go," he groaned, moving his hands to her head, guiding her. He pulled the tie from her hair and let the long blonde locks fall around her face and over his thighs as she slid the head back into her mouth. He wound his hands in her hair, urging more of his cock into her mouth. Rhia moaned as her mouth was soon full of throbbing cockmeat. She sucked and swirled her tongue over his cock, the hands in her hair pulling her up and down until she was bobbing and slurping on his cock like a pro. "Oh jesus Rhia! That's it, suck my cock you little slut. You're my little slut... yessss," he hissed as he threw his head back and thrust his hips, pumping his cock into her mouth. Rhia gagged as her Uncle's cock hit the back of her mouth and continued to push into her throat. She sucked him like crazy, his hands forcing her up and down. When she had the chance she swallowed, but soon even that was impossible as inch by inch his cock disappeared into her mouth, edging down her throat. She tried to pull back but Uncle Steven pushed her head down and pumped his hips at the same time, opening her tight throat little by little until the muscles of her throat were squeezing his cock, and tears were running down her cheeks. As she tried to breathe her Uncle fucked her face brutally, harder and faster. All she could do was continue to suck. Before she knew it her nose was deep in his coarse pubic hair, and his balls were slapping against her chin. Rhia could hardly take anymore. Her throat may have stretched but she couldn't breath; her gag reflects only seemed to be stronger. Steven was roaring above her, his head thrown back in ecstasy, then with a final thrust he lodged himself in her throat, holding her head in place. "Rhia you fuckin' slut. I'm going to cum! Fill you with my cum you little whore!" he bellowed as Rhia felt his cock twitch in her throat, the first jet of cum exploding. "Yessss! Take it all! Spasm after spasm of Uncle Steven's cum splashed down her throat. He pulled his spurting cock out of her mouth with a wet 'plop', salvia tricking down Rhia's chin as she convulsively swallowed at the same time as trying to gulp in oxygen. Steven released the handful of hair, now holding his cock in his hands, milking every last drop of cum onto Rhia's lips and chest. When he was spent he collapsed back on the bed, leaving Rhia stunned, strings of sperm over her breasts. Her throat burned and her mouth ached; her jaw almost numb. She reached a shaky hand to her lips, wiping them. Just then her Uncle opened his eyes to look at his 'handy work', "Lick it. Clean yourself up Rhia you good little cum slut," he ordered with s smile, his hands fondling his now limp cock. Rhia traced her fingers over her chest, scooping up the sticky mess and inserting them into her mouth, sucking them clean. Steven groaned as he watched, stroking himself to half-mast, much to Rhia's horror. He laughed when he saw the look on her face, "You were wonderful Rhia. Your mouth is glorious. The first time hurts a little, but you're a great cock sucker. I haven't had a blowjob that good in years. I can go for hours Rhia... you'll see." Despite feeling betrayed - he had said he wouldn't hurt her, and even when she had struggled to pull free he had only shoved his cock deeper down her throat - she felt a well of pride. Her Uncle, handsome and strong, had just complimented her, the frigid virgin. If only Darren knew what she had just done... "Don't look so scared, I said I would look after you and I will. I have dreamed about making love to you for too long now. The thought of you going off to that party and fucking some snot-nosed guy drove me crazy. Your first time should be with someone you love and trust; someone who will treat you right..." He said soothingly as he placed his hands on her thighs and caressed them with the tips of his fingers, making her shiver with delight. "You love me don't you Rhiannon?" Rhia scooted closer, trying not to appear awkward as she lay herself on top of him, her hands combing through the dusting of hair on his chest. She ran her nails over his nipples lightly, smiling when he groaned. "Yes, I love you Uncle Steven," she replied as she gave her long hair a flick over her shoulder, "And I never wanted to sleep with any one before now, not truly. Just-" But that's all Steven needed to hear as his lips clamped over hers once more. He rolled her under him, forcing his body between her legs. Rhia closed her eyes and kissed him back with everything she had, her hands now on his back. "It will only hurt for a moment..." he uttered between teasing her nipples with his teeth. Rhia moaned and wrapped her legs around his waist, drawing him to her. She could feel his hardness on her belly, and she humped against him as her hands ventured lower, squeezing his ass cheeks. Needing no further indication that she was a willing participant, Steven adjusted his position until Rhia whimpered as the head of his cock teased her clit. He bit into her shoulder as the hot wet folds of her pussy wrapped around his cock. Rhia gasped and thrust her hips, wanting him inside her. He aimed his cock at her tight opening, circling this cockhead, coating it with juices. He braced himself as he thrust forward, the head edging inside her virgin hole. Rhia hissed with pleasure and pain, her nails clawing at his back as he inched further in. "Fuck... Fuck me..."she moaned as she bit down on her lip, drawing blood. Steven grunted as he met the resistance that was her hymen. He wanted her so bad; he wanted to just let loose and pound her. After all ,they had plenty of time for slow love-making later. He looked down at her panting face, her body covered in a sheen of sweat. It had been 20 odd years since he had screwed a virgin, and he may never have the chance again. And like that he was determined to take the selfish road... He pulled out of her wet pussy slowly, then with one almighty thrust of his hips he ploughed right into her, breaking her maidenhead and burying himself almost to the hilt. Rhia and Steven both screamed as he impaled her. She had never felt so full or stretched in her life. Pain soared through her veins as his cock split her open. Steven swore he had never been inside anything so tight or hot before. The walls of her cunt gripped his cock, the muscles spasming around his thick member. It was an effort to not blow his load right then and there. He held himself inside her, not moving while Rhia adjusted to his size. "God Baby! You are soooo fuckin' tight... shit..." Rhia whimpered beneath him, her chest and face red. "Pl-please, it hurts..." she cried. Leaning down and kissing her, Steven slowly eased out of her opening. "It's ok Rhia... I'm gonna make it feel real good," he groaned as he thrust back inside her, shaking her whole body with his thrusts. He reached between them, finding her pulsing clit and diddling it. Rhia screamed, her body rigid with pain as he pumped her again and again. Faster and harder he fucked her, until Rhia thought she was going to break her in two. Instead, the pain turned to something new. As she stretched to accommodate him she found herself arching her back and thrusting her hips to met his. He worked her clit like a madman, making her screams of pain turn to moans and squeals of pleasure. The sound of wet flesh slapping mingled with their cries, Rhia now fucking her Uncle back with abandon. Her thighs squeezed him, her ankles now locked around him as he pistoned in and out of her tight cunt. "Tell me you like it... Tell me how much you like my cock inside you." "Ooooh... Uncle Steven... I like it... I love it. Fuck me! I love you cock inside me, pounding me," she chanted feverishly in reply. "Tell me you want my cum. Tell me you're my little slut... your Uncle's whore," Steven shouted, his face contorted. Rhia cried out, "God yes... I want it. Cum inside me... cum inside your slut..." "I'm going to... cummmmmm..." Steven yelled as he gave one last pump of his hips, emptying his seed deep inside Rhia. She clung to his sweaty body as orgasm rolled over her too, both their cum running down her bruised thighs as she dropped her legs to the bed. Steven nuzzled her chest, giving each of her sensitive buds a loving suckle before resting his head on them. Rhia lay unmoving, too exhausted to even talk. Her body felt so different now, marked by her Uncle, used for the first time. "Just the beginning Rhia..." he whispered as they both fell into a deep and satisfied sleep, their sweaty limbs tangled, his cock growing soft inside her... To be continued... Feedback welcome. 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