As I already said, it all started a couple of years ago, more precisely, a little more than two years ago, it was then that I got to know my uncle Dima closer. He was my own uncle, but he lived far away from us, so I first saw him on my eighteenth birthday. He came to us a couple of days before the holiday to visit. Honestly, when I first saw him, I immediately fell in love, but it could not be otherwise. We live in a small town and very modestly, and he came from a big city, on an expensive car in expensive clothes, but most importantly he was a very handsome guy, just a guy. The difference in age between my mother and uncle was very big, so he was only twenty-seven years old at the time of the meeting, so for me he was not Uncle Dima, but a handsome guy. After the first acquaintance, I immediately refused to perceive him as my uncle inside. I was wildly embarrassed in his presence, blushed and behaved perplexedly on the first day, but on the contrary he was very polite, courteous and amazed even by his speech. He was my ideal, I understood this immediately and could no longer abandon those not decent thoughts that I visited the night after the first day of our acquaintance. I did not notice at that moment, but then, remembering that moment, I realized that he immediately began to look at me not just as a niece, although I resisted my thoughts in every way, but they didn’t get away from fate as they say.
On my birthday, I went to a club with friends without much enthusiasm. No, I, of course, had fun, but I wanted to be not with friends, but wanted to be at home, because Uncle Dima was leaving soon, but I didn’t want to lose a single day of his arrival. In general, I could not stand the long celebration and decided to return home at eleven. When I went home, my mother and Uncle Dima were still sitting in the kitchen and my mother, seeing my early return, called me to the kitchen.
- Why are you back so early that something happened? She asked.
- No, everything is fine. I just got bored and wanted to go home, ”I replied.
- Well, wow, this is your first time! - Mom noticed with a smile.
- Maybe growing up! She added cheerfully.
“Maybe,” I smiled.
- Listen, maybe you will go tomorrow with Dima to the city. I have to go to work tomorrow, and he alone will be bored. Yes, and you will show the city to him at the same time, otherwise he was here for a very long time and does not remember anything, ”suggested my mother.
“Yes, I can, I am free tomorrow,” I replied calmly, although I wanted to jump in my heart for the joy of being able to spend the whole day with my uncle.
- Well, that's great. Then tomorrow at ten o'clock, be ready, ”Mom commanded.
- Dim, you're already awake by that time? - mother asked Dima.
“Of course, I get up early, you know,” he answered.
I walked slowly to my bedroom, smiling first to myself inside, and when I entered the room, a smile in reality spread across my face. I was happy and could barely fall asleep, because happy thoughts about tomorrow would not let me calm down.
In the morning I got up too early, around eight, Uncle Dima did not sleep, and even managed to go for a run around the house, so he was in the shower, and I went to the kitchen and had a quick breakfast. The rest of the hour after the shower, he stayed in his room, and I managed to go to the bathroom and get dressed. We met in the kitchen and he, upon learning that I was already assembled, offered to leave early. We first went to the city center and walked there. Describe what happiness I had with him to walk, sit in a cafe and go shopping, it makes no sense. I was just in seventh heaven with happiness, and I never felt so good. Dima also laughed, joked, gave me a gift by buying the most expensive mobile phone. He was always attentive and courting me, which no one has ever done before. This warm June day is clearly remembered by me even now, especially the moment when we went to the Hill of Glory. There are similar memorials in many cities. It was a hill on the outskirts of the city with a memorial eternal flame and a park around it. The road there was bad, and it turned out very well. When we walked through the park on a hill, a sudden and suddenly a downpour began, with such that along the road just a river of mud and rainwater flowed. We managed to hide in the car at the uncle, who, by the way, he was very spacious, although we managed to get wet, but in the car with the stove it was quite cozy and comfortable. My T-shirt and skirt got soaked thoroughly, my nipples, hardened by the wet weather, began peeking through the T-shirts, but I didn’t hide it, but instead sat down, straightening my back so that my uncle could see them. Some predator woke up in that moment, I wanted to seduce Dima. I forgot at that moment what a shame and my usual constraint. The sight of my breasts without a bra and protruding nipples through the fabric of a T-shirt has already done its job, because Dima has already tried not to look in my direction and even stopped talking, pretending that he was thinking about something or peering into the distance. But, in spite of the effect that had already taken place, I decided to continue seducing Dima and, as if by chance, pulled my short, wet skirt up. Then, turning to Dima with a question about the walk, smoothly spread her legs, from which the fabric of the skirt rose even higher, and my little white panties with a mesh opened, through which my little blonde was visible to the very base of the clitoris. My uncle tried to answer my question quickly and casually. I saw how he looked between my legs and, slightly embarrassed, abruptly turned away in the opposite direction.
From what is happening, I was not only pleased at heart, but everything was warm inside from excitement. Now I definitely did not want to stop my seduction and decided to act actively. I looked at Dima with a satisfied look from his embarrassed facial expression to the waist, and suddenly I saw how in his light trousers a decent size tubercle was formed. Apparently my charms had an even greater effect on my uncle than I expected. Looking at the rising member in the pants of my uncle, in my head the most vulgar and not decent thoughts ran. I began to imagine what his cock looks like, how hard it is and how hot it is. From the surging fantasies, I even licked my lips. I understood that Dima wouldn’t decide on actions himself and there would be nothing beyond this trip. If you act, then you need to do it now and it is me.
For a moment I stopped all my thoughts and froze, catching my breath and calming the excitement, and then took my T-shirt and in one decisive movement took it off, throwing it in the backseat. Uncle Dima turned to me and froze.
- What are you doing? - He asked scared.
“Nothing,” I replied calmly, and smiling.
- Get dressed now! He said sharply.
- Not! Don't you like me? Am I not beautiful? - I asked.
- Like. That is, no! Or rather, you are a beautiful girl, but you are my niece, - he somehow got out.
“And I see that you want me,” I replied playfully.
- What are you talking about! - He said on high tones.
“I see how your penis is standing on me,” I replied arrogantly and looked down at his pants, which were already protruding decently.
- So! Get dressed and calm down. We can not have anything, - he answered in a more confident and calm voice.
“Calm down and just be Dima, and I will be just Varya,” I replied gently and deftly got close to him and greedily kissed him on the lips.
He might have wanted to stop me somewhere inside, but he clearly could not do it now, his body was already guiding his mind and was reaching out to me. I continued to kiss him, and soon he hugged me with his hands and began to stroke my back and my legs, quickly rushing to my panties. Passion flashed instantly in both of us and enveloped us in madness, during which we simply surrendered to each other's feelings. Dima from my lips dropped to my breasts and, beginning to greedily kiss my nipples, at the same time he touched my panties with his hand. At his touch, I first flinched all over, and then moaned from the heat spreading through the body and running over the skin of the goosebumps. His lips so gently kissed and bit my chest, and his hand stroked my crotch so deftly and gently that I felt the juice drip from me, and my cheeks glowed with a blush from the heat that swept my whole body with pleasure. It was an incredible feeling, incomparable with anything, I have never felt anything like this even though I kissed many guys and even slept once with one guy, but with him I didn’t feel even a hundredth part of what was burning in me. Tearing off Dima's lips from my chest, I myself bent down to his pants and, lowering them, pulled out his penis with my hand. How beautiful he was, even better than I imagined him, a plump strong and long trunk with an even larger and juicy swollen head, turned blue from excitement. I immediately could not resist and grabbed this sweet head with my lips and, like a madman, I began to suck it into my mouth and lick it. Dima from my insolent caress breathed deeply and quite, and then stretched out his hand to his ass and, lifting the skirt, climbed under the fabric of my panties. His touch to my wet lips burned me, but not only the perineum, it was like oil, poured into the fire, made my body flare even more. With even more passion, I began to work with my lips and hand, so that his penis became even stronger, and his appetite increased so that he did not resist me when I wanted to climb on him.
Dima, caressing my lips with his fingers, tried to penetrate into my hole, touching lightly the edges of the vagina, but I managed to get my hand back and not let him enter my finger into me. He did not understand why I stopped him, but did not oppose my will. I just wanted my pussy pierced by his cock, and nothing else now. Hearing soon that Dima was breathing quite and often I decided that the time had come to introduce him to my pussy, since I was already impatient to feel the powerful flesh of my uncle. Looking up from the trunk, I stood up and, holding the back of the seat, threw my leg over Dima, smoothly attaching my slit over his protruding member. He looked at me with a bewildered look, but full of ardent desire, apparently, prejudices and excitement were now struggling in him and he did not know what to do, but I knew what to do. Kissing gently Dima, I immediately dropped to his dick, and he deftly pierced me with his hot tip. A cry of pleasure broke out from my chest along with a satisfied roar of Dima. His bursting thick male flesh confidently filled me, and it was the bliss I was waiting for and the likeness I had not yet experienced. Having recovered a little for a couple of seconds, I began to stand up and again sit down on solid flesh. The member slowly and easily slid into me and moved inside. With indescribable pleasure, I continued to move on my uncle, and at the same time with each of his deep invasions of my cave I rather cried out. Closing my eyes, I seemed to have collapsed into nothingness, in which there was only pleasure, the pleasure of feeling Dima's member in me and feeling his movements. Not only I was satisfied with shouts, Dima also breathed deeply and with concentration, at first sitting just quietly, but as my movements proceeded, he connected as well, apparently within him still lust triumphed. He hugged me first around the waist and began to accompany my movements with his own hands, and try to simultaneously kiss my neck and chest, which I allowed him to cling to his face. His breathing and my moans became synchronous, as if we were moving in the same rhythm to the same goal - to orgasm. In my mind as the increase in pleasure began to emerge the picture, as Dima explodes with a stream of sperm, but not into my hole, but into my mouth. For the first time I wanted to feel the sweet taste of sperm in my mouth, I wanted Dima to feed me with his juice. It was this desire that made me move faster towards my goal. I no longer thought about how I could finish, I wanted Dima to finish and always finish in my mouth.
Feeling how his pleasure was growing, I was sitting down in a hurry and trying so that his head rested against the deepest wall of my cave and I succeeded. Already starting to moan, Dima grabbed my ass with a tight grip and took the initiative in his hands, literally pulling me to his end. It even made my eyes darken, a sharp heat ran through my body, and blood rushed to my head. Not so I wanted to finish, but I felt that this was no longer passable. But suddenly I felt like with every push in me, Dimkin's member was reduced and became like stronger. Already a moment after I felt it, Dima began to clench his teeth and cry quite. “That's it!” Flashed through my mind. I realized that his sperm is about to burst out. A wave of bliss and goosebumps ran through my body, waiting for this miracle almost prevented me from doing what I wanted. I could not miss the moment of the explosion and therefore, when Dima snarled again, I jumped off of him and, jumping over to the next seat, leaned over to his body. Grasping the barrel with my hand, I immediately grabbed it with my lips and took a few deep swallows. Dima roared again, but especially loudly. Suddenly, with my hand, I felt his body pouting and a powerful stream moving inside him. Grabbing the head tightly with my lips, I immediately felt its geyser. With wild power, sperm hit me in the sky and at the same time my body trembled. The sperm started to spread down the tongue from the palate, but did not have time, because again the pressure after pressure continued to break out of the head. Moving my tongue, I distributed the sperm in my mouth, and she began to drain into my throat. Another shiver ran through my body and darkened in my eyes. It seemed to me that I had lost control over my body, but with the new flow of seed, my body exploded and my body with pleasure. The cramp began to run through the body, and I grunted to hoarseness in my throat, but did not let go of the member. Shaking went waves through the body, spasms to a pleasant pain covered me all over, and I moaned and swallowed sperm in small sips from portion to portion. Finally, not having sustained a new spasm of orgasm, I released the penis from my lips and screamed at the top of my voice, and then I fell my head on Dima's knees and, holding on to them with my hand, almost fell down.
When I opened my eyes, Dima stroked me gently on the head, and he, leaning back on the seat, took a breath. The rain soon ended and we pulled on our wet clothes and went home. We were silent all the way. I didn’t know what to say to Uncle Dima, and he apparently didn’t know what to say to me and in addition he was tormented by remorse. So without talking, we spent the whole evening and the next day, and then he left. At the end of the summer I went to study at a university in another city, but I could not forget Dima, and when he came to me a month later, and I could feel him again next to me, I realized that I loved him. And he honestly admitted that he couldn’t forget me all these months, and even realizing the unnatural nature of our relationship, he cannot do without me. So after his arrival, we have been meeting for two years in secret from everyone, but soon this secret will become clear, since I am already in the third month of pregnancy.