My Strange Life - Chapter VI

A Tale of Two Uncles

One beautifully warm spring day in April, my Uncle Seymour called me right after I'd gotten home from school and asked me if I could come over to his house. He lives just a few blocks away and he works with my Dad. They share the same carpool when they go to work and stuff. He isn't really my Uncle, but we both like it when I call him that. He's really nice, about the same age as my Daddy, but he isn't married or anything.

Uncle Seymour is not really what you'd call a handsome man, but he's not ugly either, he just looks pretty ordinary. But he's really smart and a lot of fun to hang around with too. In the summer he comes over to our house for barbeques and stuff and he always brings me presents and tells me funny stories and even let's me drink some of his margarita, when nobody is looking. That always makes me giggle a lot.

Nobody else was home so I wrote a little note saying I'd run to friend's house and I'd be back for dinner. I didn't even bother changing my clothes. I just grabbed my algebra book, so I'd have good alibi when I came back home, if I needed one, and cut through the back yard to Uncle Seymour's house. He's always happy to see me and when I knocked on his kitchen door he was really smiling and offered me a coke.

We went to his den because he wanted to show me 'Amy's First Butt Fuck' which was brand new, since we'd just made it like two weeks before and I hadn't even seen it yet. We sat on the big sofa and I put my feet on the coffee able, even with my shoes still on, because Uncle Seymour said that's what it was there for. I'd never get to do that at my house! He turned on his camera, to playback the movie he'd made of me, and sat down next to me, turning on the big TV with his remote.

Uncle Seymour belongs to club, or something, called the ACLS, which stands for Adult-Child Love Society. He says I'm a member too, because he shares the pictures and movies he makes of me with the other members. They have meetings too sometimes, mostly at people's houses, but sometimes at resorts where the members can rent like five or six cabins for a weekend. Uncle Seymour told me they were even planning a trip to Disney World, about twenty members were going to get rooms all on the same floor of one of the hotels.

He says the adults in the club love the child members more than anything and want to make sure they have a lot of fun. I've been to a couple of the meetings, but just at Uncle Seymour's house, and they seemed more like parties than anything else. Everybody is really nice though and I had lots of fun, even the first time when I lost my virginity, but that's all part of a different story.

Anyway, some of the members like to send emails, mostly saying hi and asking questions and stuff. Lots of times Uncle Seymour prints the really funny ones, and so I read some of those while the movie started. One man wanted me to get pregnant and make a movie when my tummy was really big. Another man wanted me to drink some pee and somebody else wanted me to just do jumping jacks naked for like an hour. I think Uncle Seymour thought that the pee idea was a good one. He asked me what I thought about it and I just made a face and he laughed, but I could tell he was thinking about it.

The first part of the tape was like an interview. I was sitting on the couch and Uncle Seymour asked me questions. Like how old I was, and what my measurements were, and stuff like that. Then he told me to take off my blouse and play with my tits while he asked me more questions, mostly about sex stuff, you know, like what I liked best or whatever. He wanted to know if I liked sucking cock better than fucking, and if I really liked to swallow ball juice or if I was just pretending mostly. I giggled a lot, as you can imagine.

Then I took off my skirt and played with my panties, moving around to show the camera my butt and pulling them real tight between my butt cheeks, or rubbing my pussy so my slit was showing through them a little. Uncle Seymour asked me if I'd ever been fucked in my butt and I heard myself on the TV saying no, and then I took my panties off and showed my butt to the camera again, playing with it a little. Uncle Seymour gave me some oil and I rubbed it all over my ass and got my butthole real slippery and he told me to put a finger in my ass.

While we watched, Uncle Seymour took my hand and put it on the big hard lump in his pants. I knew what he wanted and I squeezed it for him. He likes me to do that when we watch the movies he's made of me. When Uncle Seymour finally started putting his cock in my ass on the TV, I took his cock out and started sucking it for him on the sofa. It was so hard I figured it had to be hurting him. He was playing with my pussy too, since I had my legs spread, lying kind of sideways on the sofa, and he tugged my panty to the side and fingered my little hole until it was making soft squishy noises. It felt so nice that I was starting to squirm a little and Uncle Seymour laughed and picked me up so I could sit on his big dick.

I turned around so we could both watch the movie, just leaning back against his chest and feeling his cock sliding slowly all the way inside me until it was as far as it could go. We didn't even really fuck, it just felt so nice sitting on it, and I kind of squeezed my pussy muscles and moved a little back and forth while he held onto my hips. Uncle Seymour doesn't have a great big cock, but it's nice and it fits me really good. I think that's because it's so thick, like I can't even get my fingers all the way around it. He told me it was seven inches long, but I measured it once and it was just barely six and a half. But that's okay; he knows I love it anyway.

Pretty soon though, it started feeling too good and I couldn't help wanting to bounce on that thick dick of his. I think Uncle Seymour felt it too, because he started lifting me a little and letting me push down so it slid in and out of me. He moved one hand under my skirt so he could rub my clit and feel his cock going inside. He likes that a lot and I don't mind at all because it really makes me cream good.

"Mmmm…Yeah, Amy…Ride that cock, baby…Make it nice, sweet heart…" Uncle Seymour was whispering in my ear and I felt all hot and tingly inside.

I was going to cum right away as I started grinding my little pussy on his dick, rocking my hips and digging my fingernails into the cushions of the sofa.

"Fuck it, Amy…Fuck my big dick, honey…Make me cum in that tight little fuckhole of yours…"

He was really lifting me up now and pulling me down hard as he thrust up into me with his hips. I had my eyes closed and all I could see were bright sparklers dancing in the dark.

"Ohhh…You little slut…Tell me how much you love that big cock…Tell me, baby…"

Uncle Seymour likes it when I talk dirty and I was so close to cumming I could barely breathe, but I told him how good it felt.

"I love your big dick…Ohhh…Fuck me, Uncle Seymour…I wanna cum all over your…Ohhh fuck…Big cock…Please…" And then I was cumming all around him, my pussy trying to squeeze his cock and it made me almost scream because it felt so good.

"Oh yeah, baby…I'm almost…There…Oh! Fuck me, Amy…Yeah…"

And then Uncle Seymour pulled me down hard on his cock, so it stretched my hungry cunt wide, and I could feel it shooting his hot sperm all up inside me and that made me cum again too. I was trying to bounce, shaking and grinding and wanting to move because sitting still was just impossible, but Uncle Seymour held me tight. He had one arm around my waist and the other one around my boobs, hugging me and shushing in my ear.

"Shhh...That's it baby…Just relax…Shhh…Oh! Amy…You make me cum so good…"

His voice was soft and my orgasm finally started going away, leaving me shaking a little and wrapping my arms over his while he held me. Uncle Seymour's cock stayed inside me because it felt so good for both of us and even though it started getting a little soft, it stayed hard enough so it didn't come out. But we weren't moving anyway, just sitting still and catching our breath.

The movie was still going and we watched it a little, but mostly we talked.

"What are you doing Saturday?" he asked me.

I thought about it a second. "I'm not doing anything I don't think, except I have to do the laundry, folding mostly."

Doing the laundry was my job at the house, that and keeping my room clean. Usually I did it on Wednesday and Saturday, unless there was a lot of dirty clothes. But there were just three of us, so it was pretty easy.

"Hmmm…" Uncle Seymour rubbed his chin.

"That'll just take me the morning though," I added helpfully.

"How would you like to make a new movie Saturday afternoon?" he asked me and I could feel his cock getting harder again. I figured it was because he was excited about something and I rocked my hips a little.

"What kind of movie?" I asked, wondering if he want to fuck my butt again.

That had felt really good and I could see how nice it was on the TV right in front of us. Uncle Seymour had been holding the camera and he'd zoomed in while I was on my knees with my face and boobs on the floor. We watched me reaching back and spreading my ass cheeks, so you could really see his thick cock going inside me good. I felt my butt muscles get tight for a second as the images on the TV brought back all those fond memories.

"We'd call it 'Amy's First Gang-Bang' and it would be about you and five friends of mine who really want to meet you, Amy." He was moving a little bit now too, but still hugging me nice and tight.

"A gang-bang?" I giggled a little. I'd heard of those before. "That's when a bunch of guys put their dicks inside me, right?"

I had my legs outside of his as I straddled Uncle Seymour's now very hard cock and I pushed against him like I was trying to close my legs, but he wouldn't budge.

"Yeah. They'd all fuck you, Amy. Would you like that?" He started lifting his hips a little, moving his cock back and forth slowly. "Getting five big hard cocks in your pussy, one after another?"

I moaned a little because his cock shaft was rubbing right along my clitty and it felt like it was starting a fire inside me.

"Uhhh…Yeah!" I pushed down the same time he pushed up and my pussy fluttered a little way down inside. "Are they…Ummmm…Nice?"

I was a little out of breath and I started wishing Uncle Seymour would go just a little faster. But he didn't, he just moved slowly, bringing his cock in and out a little at a time.

"Ohhh yeah, Amy…They're very nice men…And they love fucking little girls like you more than anything else in the world." He reached down between my legs rubbing my clit lightly the way I like. "They're all in the ACLS, so you don't have to worry about anything."

"Uh-huh…Okay…But…" I sighed and felt my pussy squeezing Uncle Seymour's cock.

"But what, Amy?" He kissed my ear.

"But could you fuck me a little harder…Please?" I shivered and Uncle Seymour laughed and moved us so that I was lying down on the floor, bent in half almost with my legs over his shoulders. He rubbed his hard cock up and down my little hairless slit and worked just the head inside.

"I'm going to fuck you super hard now, Amy!" He kissed my nose and then he did just that.

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While I was waiting for Saturday to come around, my Daddy had to go to Houston on a business trip. He was leaving Wednesday morning and wouldn't be back until Sunday night. I always get kind of sad when Daddy leaves, and my mother does too, well…she used to anyway. When Daddy told us Tuesday night at the dinner table I kind of expected her to complain a little, because it was such short notice, but she just ate her pasta salad and didn't say anything.

The next day at school I was having lunch with Jenny, like I usually did, and she asked me if I minded she was coming to stay for a while. I didn't have any idea what she was talking about and I asked her what she meant.

"Didn't your mom talk to you?" Jenny looked kind of embarrassed. I shook my head and Jenny went on slowly. "She called my mom last night and said you were feeling kind of down because your dad has to go on that trip and she wondered if I could stay at your house for a few days, like a big long sleep-over."

We both knew what the real reason was that my mother asked; she wanted to be with Jenny while Daddy was gone. I felt kind of sick and I couldn't finish my lunch. I wasn't mad at Jenny, even though she thought I was and felt bad about it. I was mad at my mother. She was married and even though Jenny wasn't another man, since she was a fifteen year old girl, it was still like cheating on him. I knew if he found out he'd be really confused and sad, probably mad too and I didn't know what I'd do if Daddy left us.

I went to see Miss Holsum and told her I didn't feel good. I thought about telling her about my mother and Jenny, she already knew they were lovers, but I didn't think even she or Miss Squires knew how serious it was getting. I suppose that's what frightened me the most. When Jenny and my mother were just having fun, it was okay, maybe even fun for me too, but now…I suppose that made me a hypocrite. I felt guilty about that too.

Miss Holsum called my mother and she came to school to get me. I sat in the front seat, hugging my book bag and looking out the window. Mother tried asking me what was wrong, if I had a headache, or cramps, or something.

I finally just said, "I talked to Jenny."

"Oh." She didn't say anything for a few minutes and I just sat there. "How long have you known?"

I looked at her. "Just since Miss Squires fucked you."

I said it like it was the worst thing in the world and that made me a real hypocrite since Miss Squires had fucked me too. I saw my mother's fingers turning white on the steering wheel, she was pretty angry. It was the first time she'd ever heard me swear.

"Amy…I…" she was staring straight ahead, "…I love Jenny."

"You love Daddy too," I said. "Remember him?"

"Your Daddy and I, well…we're having some…problems and…"

"Oh yeah, Mother," I rolled my eyes. "And I'm sure having Jenny over to sleep in Daddy's bed while he's gone will fix everything."

"Amy, I do love your Daddy, but…"

"Liar."

"Your Daddy…He knows, Amy." She finally looked at me. "He knows about me and Jenny."

"Liar."

"I told him Monday night, I…I told him everything, Amy." Her voice softened a little, "He's not in Houston on a business trip. He's…Amy, he's at the airport Radisson."

"Wha…What?" I looked at my mother, finally believing her. Even though I didn't want to. That wasn't the sort of lie a person made up, you know?

"We thought it best if we took some…time…and I wanted…I wanted to talk to you…but…" she had tears starting, "…not like this. Not like this!" She hit the dashboard and it made me jump.

We didn't say anything the rest of the way home and as soon as the car stopped, I ran inside the house and grabbed the telephone. I got the phone number for the hotel from information and dialed, asking for Mr. Welch's room. I was hoping they'd say there was no Mr. Welch staying there, that he was in Houston, working hard and blissfully unaware of my mother's lies. But instead there were some clicks and a phone on the other end started ringing.

"…Mmmm…hello?" It was a woman's voice and she sounded like she was half-asleep or drunk maybe or something…she giggled and I could hear her telling someone "…stop!" Then to me again, "Hello?"

"Uh, hi…is David Welch there?" I asked and my voice was trembling a little. The voice sounded a little familiar.

"Amy? Is that you?" I heard the woman ask. "Are you okay, sweetie?" She sounded more awake now and her voice was filled with real concern.

"Yeah, uh…Who's this?"

"It's Eva! Eva von Siemein, remember me?" 

"Nurse Siemein?" I closed my eyes.

"Uh-huh. What's the matter Amy? Hold on your Daddy's right here."

"Amy?" my Daddy's soft voice came across the phone and I felt dizzy.

"Yeah, Daddy…I just…I was talking to…Mother and I…I just wanted to see if you were okay, Daddy. Because I love you and I don't want you to…to leave me, Daddy. Okay? I love you."

I couldn't talk anymore because it kind of hurt inside and I wanted to fight it and hide it and make it go away, but it wouldn't.

"Amy, darling, I'm not going to leave you! Never, ever in a million years. I love you too, more than anything else in the world. I'll be back Sunday night, your mother and I need to be apart and…it's complicated, honey. It's hard to explain…"

"But why is she there with you?" I hated the way it sounded like I was whining. I wanted to ask why Eva was there instead of me.

"It's…It's just hard to explain, Amy…Look, do you want to…Do you want to come here and we can talk?" I heard Eva saying something but I didn't know what. "Eva says she'll pick you up…That she'd like to talk because, um…you two have a lot in common."

"I don't have a dick, Daddy!" And I regretted it as soon as I said it. "I'm sorry, Daddy." I heard him sighing on the other end. "Okay, Daddy. Sure…I'll, uh…I'll go there. I love you."

"I love you too, Amy. Eva's coming to get you right now, okay?"

"Okay." I hung up the phone without saying goodbye and my mother was standing there with her arms crossed. "You were right, Mother. Daddy isn't in Houston."

I started walking past her, but she grabbed my arm, swinging me around. "You don't know anything, Amy. Anything! Your father and I aren't angry at each other. We don't hate each other. We aren't going to get divorced or leave you, or do anything else…Don't you get it?"

"No, Mother! I don't get it! You're screwing my best friend and Daddy's screwing some…some…girl with a dick!" I shouted at her, yanking my arm away, but still standing there, staring at her. "He should marry me. He should divorce you and marry me and I'd never cheat on him. I'd never fuck somebody else. Because I love him!"

Mother slapped me then.

"You little bitch! You don't know the first thing about love!"

I rubbed my stinging cheek, feeling the even deeper sting of tears starting. My mother's eyes softened and she reached for me, hugging me to her, but I stood stiff like a statue.

"Oh, Amy. I'm sorry…I'm sorry, honey." She pulled me tight to her breasts and stroked my hair, kissing my face where she'd slapped me.

I turned my mouth to hers and kissed her lips, forcing my tongue quickly inside her mouth until she pushed me away in shock.

"Do you want to fuck me now?" I asked her, wiping my face while she stared at me.

We stood a long moment in silence, just looking at each other.

"I hate you, Mother," I told her calmly and I went upstairs to pack.

I needed to go someplace.

Someplace where I could hide and be safe. Far away from my mother, and Jenny, and my Daddy and Eva Siemein. I threw some clothes in my backpack and grabbed some money out of my old purse where I hid it and folded it into my diary and put that in my backpack too. Then I left. I didn't see Mother on the way out. I didn't know what she'd tell Eva when she arrived to pick me up, expecting me to be there waiting. I didn't care.

What I needed was a big warm hug. Someone who would just love me without asking for anything in return. I felt worn out and tired and abused. There was nobody I could talk with about this. I didn't know how my mother could say everything was just fine between her and Daddy. I didn't know why he wasn't upset. Was I the only one who thought something was wrong here? I tried to think of who would really make me feel good. Who could I trust when I needed to a shoulder to cry on?

Hmmm…

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I knocked on the door a little nervously, even though I knew Uncle Max lived alone. He had a son away at college, and his ex-wife lived in Romania, or Pittsburgh, someplace foreign like that. He was my friend, but I wasn't sure what he'd think of me moving in. Nobody was answering and I could hear Spunky barking when I rang the doorbell this time. It was only about two in the afternoon and I realized Uncle Max was probably at work. I figured I'd sit down and wait, since I had no place better to go.

But a couple minutes later the door did open, just a little.

"Amy?" Uncle Max was peering out, rubbing his eyes. "What are you doing here?" I didn't know where to start, but Uncle Max didn't wait anyway. "Come in. I was just waking up…kind of."

He opened the door wider and I grabbed my backpack and went into what I hoped would be my sanctuary.

Uncle Max is older, like my Daddy, with blonde hair that's turning a little gray on the sides. He has a nice face and a swimmer's body; he really takes good care of himself. A lot of people think he's gay, because he sort of looks like he might be and he crosses his legs kinda like a girl, but he's not. He just likes animals more than he likes people.

I think that's mostly his ex-wife's fault.

He also likes little girls who like animals, which sounds pretty weird, and maybe it is, but I can almost understand it in a way. Little girls and animals have a lot in common. But I also think that has to do with why his wife moved so far away. She doesn't particular like animals from what I understand.

Anyway, he was standing there in his bathrobe and boxers, looking at me and smiling, which I thought was a good sign.

"I got moved to the graveyard, so I sleep most of the day now, but I was going to get up soon anyway…Hey!" Uncle Seymour was still closing the door when Spunky came racing around the corner, barking excitedly when he saw me and jumping up to put his front paws on my shoulders. He was licking my face ecstatically, his tail going a mile a minute, and it made me smile for the first time since that morning.

Uncle Max just watched while I hugged Spunky and giggled, turning my face this way and that, but unable to avoid getting thoroughly wet all over.

"Give him a kiss, Amy, or he'll never stop!" Uncle Max chuckled.

I believed him too, so I opened my mouth and Spunky's long red wet tongue dove right inside, tickling all around my teeth and gums and cheeks and the roof of my mouth. Even when I closed my lips and sucked at it, he kept playing in there until Uncle Max finally dragged him down so he sat on the floor licking his lips and wagging his tail. I licked my own lips, still smiling and feeling good all over.

"So…" Uncle Max looked at me. "Just stop by for a quick kiss then?"

I shook my head, "I'm running away."

"Really?" Uncle Max cocked an eyebrow and started walking into the kitchen while Spunky and me followed him. "Want an omelet? It's breakfast time around here." He started getting some eggs and cheese and stuff out of his refrigerator.

"No, that's okay."

"Can't run away on an empty stomach. I'll make you a small one. You make the toast. And turn on that coffee maker there next to you. I think it's loaded." He dug around in the cupboard for a skillet. "So, where are you running away to?"

I checked the coffee maker and turned it on, then started digging around for his bread. "Bread or muffins?" I asked, finding both in his little breadbasket. "Actually, I was running away to here."

"We still got English muffins? Pop 'em in!" He was whipping up the eggs. "Running away here? You mean…here, here?" He looked around theatrically and his voice made it sound like this would be the last place anyone would run away to. "People run away from here, last I heard," he chuckled a little. "Not that I mind, but…don't you think your folks will miss you?"

I told Uncle Max everything and I was still telling him while we ate. He makes pizza omelet, which is like pizza stuff in an omelet and it's pretty good. I didn't know I was so hungry, but I guess I was. And I was feeling better too.

"…and so, here I am!" I smiled as I finished my sad tale.

"I see. So this is just a temporary thing then. I mean, your Dad will be home Sunday, so then you can go home and have a little family sit down and figure out why you're all so…"

"…Fucked up," I said, before I thought about it. I giggled. "Yeah. But really, I just need a place to crash until Saturday, because I'm going to another friend's house Saturday afternoon and I'm sure I can stay overnight there."

"Well, sure you can stay here, there's no problem. I got the extra room and I know Spunky won't mind." Uncle Max grinned at the big dog. "Do you think your parents will call the cops or something? I mean, they'll be worried. Maybe you should call them, you know, just to say you're okay and you'll be home Sunday. I just repainted my door and having it kicked in by a SWAT team would be a lot of insurance paperwork. You know how it is…"

"I'll call later; my mother deserves to be a little worried," I said. "Besides, I haven't seen Spunky in so long!" I put my hand out and he ambled over to lick it happily. "So you work in a graveyard now?"

"You don't dye your hair do you?" Uncle Seymour laughed.

I stuck my tongue out at him.

"Just teasin'…No, I work at the same old mill, but we're running behind so we went to three shifts. I work from midnight to eight in the morning. But I got some sick days coming, maybe I just might come down with something…in fact…" Uncle Max pressed his hand to his forehead a moment and then leaned close to me. "Do I feel warm to you?" I touched his head too and nodded. "I thought so, I better stay home tonight."

I giggled and nodded again. "Yeah, I think so too."

"Are you still going to school?" He looked at the school uniform I was wearing. "Or are you running away from there too?"

"Huh? Oh, no. I have to go to school. Well, maybe I'll skip tomorrow, I don't know."

Uncle Max nodded. "Yeah, skipping once in awhile is okay, but don't be dropping out, right?" I nodded and he smiled. "You bring a change of clothes?"

"Um…I think so," I giggled and made a face like 'eek!' and opened my backpack. I wasn't really sure what I threw in there. "I got some panties…" I pulled out a couple pairs. "And some panties," I pulled out some more. "Ah, stockings," I pulled out the only pair of nylons I owned. "My tights…and more panties and some socks," I frowned.

I guess in my rush to pack, I'd just emptied my underwear drawer. I looked at the pile of panties on the table and Uncle Max grinned.

"Wellll…panties are important when you're running away," he said seriously. Sorta. That made me laugh and he laughed with me. "I was gonna say you could change your clothes and go outside and play with Spunky, but…I don't think my clothes are going to fit you."

Uncle Max has a big backyard with a big high privacy fence, so I just started taking off my blouse and skirt and socks until I was just standing in his kitchen in the underwear I'd gone to school in. Uncle Max just watched me and I decided to take off my bra too. I freed my small boobs and looked at him, sorta posing just a little.

"It's nice outside. Maybe I can get a tan!" I giggled and saw Uncle Max had a boner making a big tent in his boxers. 

"Uh-huh, yeah…Well, why don't you go play, uh…Frisbee with Spunky and I'll clean up in here and…" Uncle Max looked down at himself, "…clean myself up too, I reckon. Since I have a roommate now."

He got up and rubbed my head like I was a dog.

"Don't clean up too much, Uncle Max," I told him. "Save some for later! Come on Spunky!"

I opened the sliding glass door to the patio and followed the joyous dog outside into the warm spring sunshine, giggling happily in my little pink panties as Spunky bounced all around and finally ran out to find his Frisbee laying on the cool grass.

Spunky is a big dog. He's a three and a half year old part Great Dane and part something else, horse maybe, and I think that's the perfect age because he still thinks he's a puppy, but he's as close to full-grown as he'll ever be. His head is up to my neck when he stands on all fours, and when he gets just on his back legs, like when he puts his paws on my shoulders, he's a lot taller, so he has to look down to lick my face. He weighs a lot more than me too. I'm just like a hundred pounds, but Spunky is like a hundred and sixty, Uncle Max says, and he's not fat at all. He's very light colored gray, kind of silvery even, but the dull kind of silver. And his eyes are brown and lively.

He looks like a boy, the way you might imagine a carefree, I-wanna-party, healthy college guy looks, just in his eyes and facial expressions, I mean. I really like Spunky a lot. He's also got a humongous dog cock. Really big, like ten inches long easy, and pretty thick all over, but tapering just a little maybe at the tip, which is real blunt, almost flat with a funny lip-like flange around it. It looks kind of weird when you first see it, but I think it's beautiful. He has monster balls too; they hang way down and swing and bounce when he runs. He even lets me play with them, if I'm careful, and Uncle Max said that was because Spunky really loves and trusts me, he'd never let anyone else ever get near his balls.

Spunky has his priorities too. First is eating. He'd rather eat than do anything else, even play with me, but it's hard to be jealous of a bag of dog food. Second is Frisbee. You mention the word Frisbee around Spunky, or even not around Spunky, and he's on it. It will wake him up from the deepest doggy sleep you can imagine, day or night. Third is mating. Spunky loves mating with his bitch. Spunky really only has one bitch though. Uncle Max explained dogs aren't very monogamous and not picky at all, and he just doesn't get to meet too many other dogs. Luckily for both of us, Spunky had me.

My mother had called me a 'little bitch' but she had no idea how right she was. I'm Spunky's little bitch…and Spunky knows it.

Even now, dancing around in the backyard in just my panties, throwing the Frisbee so Spunky could run and catch it and bring it back, I was feeling all hot inside. I'd hold the Frisbee over my head and he'd jump up on me so I could feel his warm soft furry body on mine. He'd press his cool nose against my sensitive flesh and lick at me until I was giggling so hard I had to throw the toy just to catch my breath. It was so much fun just playing with him that I didn't want to stop. But when Spunky knocked me down, which he can basically do whenever he feels like it, and stood over my prone body as I lay there, his grinning mouth chasing the Frisbee as I waved it from one side to the other, I knew if we kept playing he was going to try and mount me.

He was already distracted by the sweet tangy sexy smell coming from my barely covered snatch. Every now and then he'd turn his head, catching my scent and pressing his nose to my crotch. He'd give me a little lick and I'd smack him on the head with the Frisbee and he'd go back to chasing it, barking and wagging his tail, but then he'd go back to my bury his nose between my legs and we'd do it all again. He knew my smells very well and knew exactly what that excited little girl smell meant. His penis would slip from its sheath briefly, wet and red and then go back in, like it couldn't decide if it should come out or not.

"I think he missed you, Amy," I heard Uncle Max laughing as he walked towards us. I tilted my head back, so I looked at him upside down and giggled. "He hasn't had anyone to play with since the last time you came over."

That was almost three weeks ago and I wondered why I didn't come around more often, how could I miss out on this much fun for so long?

I tossed the Frisbee towards Uncle Max. "Catch!" I yelled and Spunky was off of me in a flash, running to get the toy before Uncle Max could pick it up. I got up off the grass and brushed myself off. The grass made me itchy and my nipples were hard and standing straight out from my chest. I rubbed them a moment, enjoying the sensation. And my panty had gotten pulled to the side a little, twisted, so my hairless pussy was exposed, but the cool air felt good. I was a little wet inside, but my lips were tight and showed no sign of it.

Uncle Max rubbed Spunky's head, scratching the big dog behind his ears while they looked at me. "You get prettier everytime I see you, Amy," he said with a smile. "I should have brought my camera out here."

I grinned and struck a pose, putting my hand behind my wild tangled blonde hair, and the other on my narrow hip, turning my body and arching my back. "Like this?" I giggled.

"Mmmm…Something sexier, maybe," he said, watching as I turned to face him.

I bent my knees and thrust my pelvis out, sliding my hands down my breasts and tummy to my thigh, reaching with my fingers to feel my puffy labia and pinching them, pulling them open so the glistening pink interior of my sex was exposed. "How about this?" I said in my best husky bedroom voice.

Uncle Max chuckled. "That's…uh…that's pretty good," he allowed. "I'm not sure how Spunky feels about it though." Spunky was just sitting there wagging his tail and looking around, not very interested at all.

"I know!" I grinned, turning around and getting on my hands and knees. I pulled my panties way over to the side, exposing my pussy and my ass completely. I wagged my butt like I had a tail of my very own and gave high-pitched little barks, giggling over my shoulder at Spunky.

The big dog trotted over, sniffing and licking his nose until he got close enough to lick me, and then his tongue went all the way from my clit to my butthole with one long, wet caress. His breath was hot and his nose was cold and his tongue rough like sloppy sandpaper, but it felt soooo good! I sighed and laid my head on the grass, spreading my legs wider as Spunky licked me all over.

"I think Spunky likes it, Amy," Uncle Max chuckled again. "Maybe I'll get my camera after all."

I just moaned and pushed my ass back against that sweet wonderful tongue. It spread my plump little cunt easily and the tip slid along my slit and back to dig gently at my tight anus. I squirmed restlessly, breathing in the earth and loving the fact that we were outside, like real animals getting ready to mate. Usually Spunky and me played in the house, in a special room Uncle Max had made just for Spunky. It had a futon for him to sleep on, his own bathroom with a big sunken bathtub for his bubble baths, and a whole lot of toys and stuff for him to play with. It even had a television with a VCR and a whole collection of movies about girls and their dogs that Uncle Max bought for him, although mostly just Uncle Max and me watched those. Spunky usually fell asleep.

But Spunky never gets tired of licking my pussy. He just gets more and more excited and so do I. My pussy was really starting to cream and he could taste it, digging his tongue deeper and deeper so I thought he was licking all the way inside my sugary walls. I could feel his big teeth against my flesh, especially as my labia started swelling and spreading a little, wrapping themselves around Spunky's tongue, but he's so gentle and careful it never hurt at all, it just felt good in a teasing kind of way.

I was cumming all over that sweet doggy tongue when Uncle Max came back with his camera and some other stuff. He loves taking pictures of Spunky and me and he shares them with friends of his who have pictures of their own. Sometimes we sit and look through them together on his computer. Some of my favorites are from a Japanese man whose daughter plays with their big Doberman. She's only eleven but she really loves her dog! They named him Trunks, which sounds like a strange name for a dog. Her name is Atsumi, which means first born, or oldest, something like that. I wished I could speak Japanese, but Uncle Max said her Daddy speaks English pretty good and they chat and share pictures and even web cam sometimes, but it's hard because they're way on the other side of the world.

Uncle Max has little movies from when he watched Atsumi on the web cam once. She took her dog's knot all the way inside and it looked like it hurt her. She was crying a little and yelling in Japanese, but her Daddy said she was fine and afterwards Atsumi was smiling and rubbing her little pussy. She said it felt really good after awhile, or at least that's what her Daddy told us she was saying. It looked so cool though, seeing her really very tiny pussy stretching around that big bulge of hot dog muscle. His knot looked pretty good-sized too…but it's not as big as Spunky's!

Anyway, I was cumming like crazy and I barely even noticed Uncle Max taking his pictures. Spunky wasn't stopping either! The more I'd cum, the more he'd lick, so it was like a never-ending circle thing. It was always like this and I'd orgasm so much sometimes that I'd almost pass out. There was no way I could make him stop, I didn't even have enough energy to keep my butt in the air, Spunky had been going at me for a good twenty minutes, maybe even longer than that, since time seems to mean nothing at all when you're having orgasm after orgasm.

I was squirming on the grass gasping, crying out sometimes, and moaning continuously as my body burned all over. I was helpless underneath that tongue until Uncle Max finally pulled Spunky away, petting him and telling him what a good boy he was. I just lay there panting like a bitch in heat, feeling the waves of pleasure still rolling through me. My pussy felt loose and drenched, fluttering like a butterfly.

Usually he waits until Spunky is through with me, or other times Uncle Max will let me suck him while Spunky mates with me. But this time I guess Uncle Max didn't want to wait. I felt him lying down on top of me, spreading my legs as I lay on my side, so my bottom leg was straight and the left one bent at the hip and knee. Uncle Max pushed his hard cock inside me easily with one long push and then a soft grunt as his balls pressed against my hot flesh. It felt so good I just closed my eyes and smiled with a soft sigh.

"Ohhh…Amy," Uncle Max sighed and I could tell he'd missed me too.

He fucked me sideways like that for awhile, with his curving cock sliding back and forth while the walls of my pussy tried to hold him in. When Uncle Max leaned down to kiss me, I turned my face, letting him push his tongue into my mouth and I tickled it with mine. It didn't take very long before he pushed as hard as he could and held himself there, groaning and spurting his hot sperm all up inside me. I felt my vagina clamping down on him, the soft muscles massaging his prick as it throbbed and spilled his seed in my young womb. I loved that feeling.

And it got even better when Uncle Max kissed me again, thanking me softly for the quick fuck. He pulled his cock out of my pussy so Spunky could immediately dive in and start cleaning me out. I hadn't cum while Uncle Max was fucking me, but I was gyrating my hips wildly as soon as I felt Spunky's long tongue scooping all that gooey sperm out of my quivering hole. It didn't take him long at all to bring me to another incredible climax and Uncle Max pulled him away again.

"Why don't you get Spunky warmed up, while I fix your bed, Amy?" he suggested.

"Sure, Uncle Max!" I giggled breathlessly, feeling like my pussy had just been through the spin cycle in a washing machine. But I always liked feeling that way and I really loved warming Spunky up!

I wrapped my arms around the big dog as he stood next to me, stroking him and rubbing my face along his soft fur. I talked to him softly and moved my hand down his neck, around his powerful shoulder, and down underneath to his chest. I moved slowly, but not so I wouldn't frighten him or anything, Spunky knew I was his best friend. I moved slowly just because I enjoyed touching him like that. My hand went across the soft silky skin of his belly and I felt the large furry sheath of his cock.

Spunky growled happily as I played with his dick, feeling the muscle hidden inside and squeezing it while I told him what a good dog he was, what a big good doggy. I pushed and pulled the skin, sliding it back and forth over his cock until the red tip started to emerge. I had my face down by his chest and I watched it grow. It looked small at first, cute almost, but soon became larger and longer and dripping with his juices. Spunky's cock swelled in my hand and the sheath started to almost shrink as his horny cock grew. It was red and purple with narrow little veins and I could smell it, the musky powerful animal scent of the huge dog's desire.

"Kiss it, Amy. Show him how much you love him," Uncle Max said.

He'd finished setting up our little bed, if you could call it that. He'd laid out an old quilt that was stained with our juices from all the times we'd mated before. And there was a big red pillow, shaped like a saddle, which was perfect for having sex with a big old dog like Spunky. Uncle Max started taking pictures as I moved my head lower to kiss Spunky's swollen penis. It was hot and wet, oozing precum and sweet doggy lube all over my lips and face. I ran my lips along the shaft, pulling his cock down slightly, licking and kissing it all over. I pressed Spunky's big dog dick to the side of my face as I worked my mouth all the way down the side until I could nuzzle his heavy balls, licking them gently and enjoying the way his short soft fur felt against my tongue.

I moved my mouth slowly back to the blunt, swollen head and opened wide to get him inside. I swirled my tongue around it, bathing him and tasting him, swallowing his juices, as they seemed to flow even more freely now that his cock was inside something warm and wet. I worked my mouth up and down while Uncle Max took pictures, asking me to keep my bright blue eyes open and look into the camera for him.

Spunky's cock was still growing, even though I could barely get my fingers around it and my lips were stretched tight around the tapered head. I wished I could deep throat him and I promised myself that someday I would. I'd feel that huge dog cock fucking my face and throat by the time I turned sixteen! And that thought almost made me cum. I rubbed my pussy while I nursed on it and moaned with pleasure.

At Uncle Max's urging, I took Spunky out of my mouth so his precum and semen could drip all over my face, and I stuck out my tongue, catching some of it and swallowing happily. Spunky leaked like a faucet! I even moved so I could rub his hot wet cockhead all over my little tits, getting my hard pink nipples good and wet and shining with the stuff. I could feel the bulge of his knot, still small and indistinct, but starting to get bigger at the base of Spunky's cock, and I knew he was getting impatient. He was fidgeting and his cock shrank a little, it was time for mating and he'd had enough foreplay.

Uncle Max put soft little boots on Spunky's front paws, tying them with strings, just in case he accidentally scratched me. But I was so small anyway that he really didn't get to wrap his paws around me like he would a real female Great Dane, but it was better to be safer than sorry. I got on the giant pillow, so that I lay over it with my butt high in the air and my knees didn't even touch the quilt. It was really comfortable like that and made it a lot easier for Spunky to do me doggy style, which is the way I think we both preferred it. Sometimes we did it on the couch, the missionary way, with me lying down with my feet on the floor, and that was nice too because I could really see him doing it and make out with him while we fucked, but doggy was best.

It felt a lot more natural, you know?

Uncle Max looked at me, lying on that big pillow with my legs spread, my pussy glistening and inviting, as I bent over it. He told me I was the most beautiful little girl he'd ever seen. He took some pictures of my pussy and then brought Spunky close so he could smell my excitement. He licked me a couple times and I shivered with pleasure and anticipation. Uncle Max snuck his fingers past Spunky's tongue and felt my hot cunt, exploring gently.

"Do you want to try taking the knot this time, Amy? he asked. "I think you could handle it, if you want to."

Every time I'd done this before, Uncle Max had always controlled Spunky, grabbing the base of his cock so he couldn't get the knot inside me, but I knew he really wanted me to do it. I also remembered that little Japanese girl and how she'd taken her Doberman's knot, and even though she'd seemed in pain at the time, I think it made her feel really good afterwards to know that she'd done it. It was probably just like having sex the first time, how it hurts a little at first, but feels so good later.

"Yeah, Uncle Max," I nodded. "I wanna do it this time." He fingered me some more and I wriggled my butt. "Just let him do it, okay?"

"No matter what?" Uncle Max asked with a chuckle.

"Uh-huh! No matter what," I promised, knowing Uncle Max would never let Spunky really hurt me. But now he'd let Spunky at least try to lock me up like a real bitch.

"Okay, Amy…just remember, little girl's stretch!" He always said that and it made me laugh. "Ready?" he asked and I nodded that I was. "Come on, boy! Up Spunky!" and Spunky knew that meant he could finally mount me and start making puppies. 

The big Great Dane got his front paws on the pillow, clawing at it through his mittens as he moved forward on his hind legs and I was just the right height for him. I felt his cock surging out of its sheath again, poking the hot flesh of my thighs and butt wetly as he jabbed it around, looking for my hole. It slipped into a little crevice between my leg and the soft pillow and he thought that was it. Silly dog! He was thrusting rapidly while Uncle Max laughed until the dog's dick popped out.

Finally Uncle Max had enough of letting poor Spunky tease himself with his blind efforts and he grasped the huge dog cock and rubbed the tip up and down my wet slit. As soon as Spunky felt the soft, hot flesh of my pussy, he knew he was in the right place. The dog rammed his powerful hips forward, spearing me suddenly with about eight inches of solid dog meat. I gasped and all the air was knocked out of me, it felt like I'd been punched in the gut, but only for a second. I should have been prepared, because that had happened to me before. I always seemed to forget that Spunky thought I was a dog and not a little girl. The discomfort didn't last long though. I was so wet and wanting that my vaginal muscles surrendered quickly, giving my cunt to this wonderful invasion.

Spunky pulled with his front legs and pushed with his back, getting a better angle while his hips moved quickly, sliding his cock in and out of me with long slow strokes…for him, I mean. But for anyone else it was hard and fast, like a hundred mile an hours. His cock was so big, so long that he never came close to slipping out, there were always at least a couple inches of cock inside me. When he'd finally got good traction with his back paws, Spunky could jam the entire length inside me, so that the blunt tip was bottoming out in the deepest parts of my cunt.

It was a pretty intense pleasure, kind of bordering on pain as he grazed my cervix again and again, and I felt dizzy blinding orgasms soon swallowing me up. I heard my voice urging him on, pleading with Spunky to fuck me with his huge cock. It was the best! The best ever and I loved it so much. He moved like a machine with only two speeds, fast and faster, and that suited me just fine. My pussy was aching with the furious fire of his thrusting and I could hear him panting in my ear, drooling on my flushed back and neck. My nipples burned as they pressed against the corduroy of the pillow and my legs and feet kicked uselessly behind me.

Spunky's cock had swollen to its full and magnificent size, eleven inches that seemed to press everywhere inside me at once. My pussy lips were stretched tightly around him, the distant sensation of them being pulled as he slid out and then being pushed inward with each thrust drove me crazy. I thought he was turning me inside out with that huge dog cock, working me like a plunger. I was full of juices, his and mine, but there was no escape for it, no room around the seal of my stretched cunt and his thick shaft.

I was cumming constantly; barely able to breath with the effort my body was making to express its pleasure. And Spunky wasn't helping, as every deep thrust seemed to drive me forward, the air whooshing out of my lungs so I'd have to suck it back in when Spunky's cock pulled back. But he was fucking me so fast! I was hyperventilating and seeing stars and my lungs burned inside my chest. Usually Uncle Max would stop Spunky, pulling him off and letting us catch our breath, and a minute or two later letting him get back on to fuck me silly all over again. He'd do this to me for hours, until I was exhausted and sore and so totally worn out that he had to carry me to the bathroom, bathing me gently before putting me to bed.

But this time, Uncle Max wasn't stopping Spunky at all. He wanted to see us finally knotted and the only way to do that was to let the big dog have his animal way with me. Spunky was desperate to put his potent seed in his bitch's hungry womb, to fill me with his puppies, it was programmed so deep in his brain that he'd never stop. And I couldn't do a thing a thing about it, even if I'd wanted to, which I didn't. I'd have to rely on Uncle Max and I'd already told him to let me take the knot, no matter what.

And now I could feel it, a hard bulge ramming against the outside of my tender pussy as Spunky's dick drove into my womb. I wished I could see it, even just feel it with my fingers as it banged against my hairless vulva demanding entry. I couldn't tell how big it was, but I knew it wasn't full sized yet; the hard knot of muscle wouldn't really start expanding until he'd gotten it inside my tight little cunt.

I was bouncing on the pillow, squirming and gyrating my hips as one little spasm after another contracted my vaginal walls around the thickness inside me. Spunky was taking short, powerful strokes now, growling softly and breathing hard, he wanted his knot inside me so he could finish the job and knock me up. I felt the pressure of my vaginal opening stretching even more, yielding slightly, reluctantly with some small discomfort that was swallowed whole by the pleasurable feelings flooding me. I'd reached some sweet plateau, like a runner's high as endorphins flooded into my bloodstream, racing through my body as my heart pumped rapidly in my breast. I felt like someone was kicking me between the legs and it felt good, there was no pain at all and Uncle Max was urging me on.

"Take it Amy…Oh, baby…Open up, girl…Stretch that little pussy…Oh fuck, Amy…You're doing it!" His voice sounded far away and the flash from his camera merged with the thousands of other flashes that blinded me as I came harder than I ever had in my life. 

I felt my cunt opening and that huge ball of muscle suddenly popped inside me, stuffing me and threatening to split my tender teenage twat in half. I groaned and thrashed wildly, sticking my long legs straight out as my toes curled with pleasure. Spunky's knot was completely inside me, our juices washing over it as my labia stretched and muscles strained, lubricating it, giving it the little bit more help that it needed so Spunky could ram it inside and block my cuntal passage completely. I was mated with a dog, me a 15-year-old human girl, mated and locked with a huge animal. It felt so good, so wonderfully weird. If only Mother could see her little bitch now, I thought with a violent shudder of wicked pleasure.

Spunky's thrusting was very short now, little hard stabs of his prick, which already reached into the very deepest part of my pussy. I honestly couldn't believe I'd taken every inch of him! There was no way I was that big down there, but I guess I really did stretch! And that realization, maybe even more than the physical sensations, was enough to keep me cumming for a long time. The knot in my pussy continued to expand rapidly and it was in me now, so Spunky wanted to cum. And I wanted it too. He was whining a little and I was trying to talk to him, in my soft ragged and breathless voice…

"Cum for me…Cum inside me…Ohhhh fuck…Spunky…Fuck me…Shoot your cum in me… Ah yessss…Spunky…Fuck me so good…"

Then there came a little yelp and Spunky's cock seemed to explode in my pussy. I felt a huge indistinct rush as he started cumming inside me, shooting what seemed like gallons of hot doggy sperm deep in my vagina. It sprayed against my cervix, burying it under an avalanche of warmth and I moaned loudly, making little yelping noises of my own, like I really was a female dog as my orgasm seized control of me. Spunky came for a long time and I was right there with him, both of us lost in that instinctual pleasure Mother Nature had the wisdom to give us.

I felt like I had a bowling ball stuffed in my pussy! And even better than that, I felt the warm squishy wetness deep in my womb, making me feel bloated and full. It was like I'd drank gallons of warm buttermilk, but this wasn't in my tummy, it was lower. I'd cum so much and with all Spunky's precum and then dog sperm added in…I don't know how I possibly could have held it all. But I did, Spunky's big hard knot saw to that. Nothing was getting out of me.

I lay there, still across the pillow, drained and feeling the pressure in my pussy. It was almost uncomfortable, but not quite. Not painful at all, so long as I didn't move. I had no idea how big the knot was at that point, but it sure as heck wasn't going to come out of me! It was bigger than anything I'd ever taken before, way bigger, but as long as I was keeping still it was fine. But Spunky didn't want to stay still. He jumped off the pillow and swung around so his cock bent, pointing straight behind him into me. I felt the pressure on the knot, tugging at me as it twisted slightly, making me gasp loudly, but it wasn't going anywhere and the quick stab of discomfort passed.

Spunky and I were butt to butt now, him standing there looking for trouble while we were knotted, and me just lying there, exhausted and finally calming down a little after what Uncle Max said was almost thirty minutes of serious dog fucking. It hadn't seemed that long, but I believed him. I couldn't decide if my vagina felt numb or hypersensitive or what. It seemed like it was both at the same time, feeling everything and nothing all at once. I started to unwind and my whole body felt like I'd been through a hurricane and washed up on some beach…with a coconut and a huge banana stuck in my cunt!

That thought made me giggle. But I was sore and tender all the way from my pussy lips to up into my womb itself and giggling made my pussy contract, so I stopped and just sighed instead.

Uncle Max was still taking pictures, pausing to make sure I was okay and kissing me tenderly, saying it was the sexiest thing he'd ever seen in his life. He told me he couldn't wait to show me the pictures he'd taken. He grabbed Spunky by the base of his cock and pulled a little, testing to see if we were really locked tight. I could have told him we were. Spunky gave a little friendly growl, like 'What'r ya doin', buddy?' and I gave a bit of a bitch-like yelp at the soft tugging.

"You're knotted good," Uncle Max chuckled. "I can't believe you got that thing inside you!"

"Spunky got it in me," I said with a weak laugh. "How do we get it out? I feel like I got ten gallons of sperm in my tummy…And I have to pee too." All that pressure was going right on my bladder and it was getting uncomfortable.

"Uhhh…You're going to have to wait until it shrinks a little, then it'll pop out." Uncle Max put his camera down. "As long as you're not busy."

He grinned and opened his robe so I could see his rock hard cock, curving upward like…a banana. I giggled and sighed.

"Ahhhhh…Amy!" Uncle Max groaned as I opened my mouth and let him slide it inside. "Just tell me if it feels like the knot is getting smaller, I want to get pictures." He stroked my face and watched his long smooth cock sliding between my lips.

"Mmmppp…ummpph…" I agreed and washed my tongue all over the head, enjoying it as I sucked him slowly.

I was in a good position at least, though I couldn't use my hands. But Uncle Max didn't mind, he knelt in front of me, holding my face with his gentle hands and rocked his hips, mouth fucking me easily and getting me to open my throat so I could take all of him. His pubic hair tickled my nose and the soft sack of his balls nestled against my chin. And the whole time I was conscious of the big bulge of muscle stretching my tired cunt while Spunky's little doggy sperms searched for eggs they'd never find. That made me a little sad. I let Uncle Max mouth fuck me to his pleasure while I imagined what it would be like getting pregnant from Spunky. 

Me, a human girl, suddenly fertilized by a dog, not with some weird half-dog things either, but with real puppies that would swell my belly, kicking and moving against each other as they came to term. It excited me somehow, knowing a dog's sperm was inside me, like it almost could happen. And my boobs would start getting bigger, my nipples leaking thin runny milk until I finally gave birth to six…no…seven healthy baby puppies that looked just like their father. Blind and shaking and mewling until they found my breasts, suckling and chewing, nipping at me all over in their hungry excitement. Never even knowing I wasn't a dog at all. 

The thought made me cum suddenly, and it surprised me with the force of it, my cunt collapsing on the cock and knot still inside, squeezing and bringing me further pleasure and discomfort all at once. I moaned around Uncle Max's dick and he began cumming too, either because he was ready to, or because he'd realized I was cumming again, I didn't know. I only knew I was swallowing his thick creamy load, filling my tummy with it and adding to the amount of sperm already filling my body in one place or another. Uncle Max pulled his cock free of my hungry sucking mouth so that it bobbed slightly up and down in front of my face, wet with cum and saliva. 

I looked up at him, licking my lips. "I think it's coming out." I laughed softly as Uncle Max got an excited look on his face, scrambling to grab his camera and get a good angle of my pussy stretched around Spunky's knot.

There were indeed juices leaking out now, running down my thighs and onto the pillow. Spunky moved a little, as if testing it, and my pussy felt like it was being turned inside out as the knot began to emerge, and then sink back inside as Spunky stopped pulling. A minute or two later he tried again, getting a little further this time and making me moan softly. And then, finally about twenty minutes after he'd cum inside my womb, Spunky pulled forward and the knot slowly pulled free, stretching my swollen labia around it and bringing a gush of our mixed cum flooding out in a rich pungent deluge as it suddenly popped out. It soaked my upper thighs and the pillow I was bent across and I groaned at the sudden feeling of absolute emptiness, almost impossible to describe. I starting missing that overfull feeling immediately.

I lay there for a moment, and then rolled off the pillow, falling softly onto my back and stretching my body, straining with my arms and legs pointed straight out. Then I looked at my poor little cunt. It was red and gaping wide open, my lips were fat and seemed three times bigger than normal. Inside everything was flushed and pink and glistening with wetness. It looked cavernous and big and not like my pussy had ever looked before, except maybe when I was fisted by Nurse Siemein, but even that didn't really compare. I couldn't wait to see the pictures. Spunky's knot must have been gigantic! I got up slowly, walking gingerly and squatting on the grass some distance away. I needed to pee badly and I wasn't waiting for a bathroom. Spunky was licking his cock clean and Uncle Max just smiled and took my picture.

"That was so great, Amy!" Uncle Max was as happy as I'd ever seen him. He spoke while he zoomed in on my tired, but smiling face, flashing another picture as I peed.

"I'm tired," I laughed, standing up finally and looking down to see my cunt lips hanging down about a half inch. "God," I muttered. "How big was that thing?" I looked at Uncle Max and he grinned.

"Mmmm…about the size of a softball, probably bigger when it was inside you," he said. Then he came over to me, taking off his robe and wrapping it around me. "Let's go inside and take a bath, sweetheart."

He picked me up, even though I could have walked, but I guess it's kind of a tradition for us now, and he carried me into the house. Uncle Max is kind of a romantic guy and I don't know why his wife left him. But she was the loser. I told that to Uncle Max too, whispering in his ear while he carried me.

"You're wife is a total idiot, Uncle Max!" I said.

He just laughed.

 

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