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By Kiarra
My name is Kiarra Ann Young, and this is my story about what I call family love or, as others might call it… incest. Despite what some people think.
Despite my Uncle Frank being the black sheep of the large Bartolome family, he had always been my favorite Uncle growing up. Whenever he came to visit, my time was spent enjoying adventures with him, from long hiking treks into the low hills, fun excursions to the local Carnival, trips to the beach, Saturdays at the flea/farmers markets, refreshing afternoons swimming at the local pond, exploring neighboring towns. He was my best friend and confidant. His visits were always fun, and I looked forward to them.
Sadly, Uncle Frank’s visits suddenly ended without explanation, and it wasn’t until years later that I found out why. According to my Mom, my Uncle Frank had been told to leave one night when she, intending to check on me before she went to bed, had walked into my bedroom and discovered my Uncle Frank “playing” with me… at the time, I was sound asleep with my PJ bottoms pulled down to my knees?
Uncle Frank was my Mom’s older brother by several years, and though she loved him dearly and had, in fact, lost her virginity to him and was sexually active with him for a while when she was a girl, she had insisted he leave that very night. Despite the shock and disgust at her discovery, I don’t think she ever told my Dad what she had caught Uncle Frank doing. Daddy would have killed him! The incident was never mentioned, but after that, his relationship with my Mom and Dad understandably was strained.
Though I hadn’t seen my Uncle Frank again for almost three years, he remained my favorite Uncle, and we stayed in contact through messaging, social media, and frequent phone calls. I missed him very much, and as I grew older, when he asked, I would occasionally send him special pictures of myself so he could appreciate how much I had grown and changed since he had last seen me.
*****
Not long after I graduated high school, my folks left on a long planned extended vacation. The trip would include touring and visiting relatives in the UK, Spain, and Italy, and they would be away for close to ten weeks. During that time, they wanted me to stay with my Grandmother, who lived a short distance away, but in my growing sense of adulthood, I was adamant that I was old enough and responsible enough to stay in the house alone. Though they weren’t exactly thrilled with the idea, they finally relented, especially knowing my Grandmother would be nearby and the neighbors (their best friends) were more than willing to keep a watchful eye out for me.
Within a week of my folks leaving, my Uncle Frank called to say he would be traveling in the area on business and wanted to know if it would be okay if he stopped for a visit.
“Of course, yes! Of course, ” I shouted excitedly into the phone.
“Great! He said, adding, I can’t tell you how much I’ve missed you, Bethy. I’m on the road now and will be there sometime tomorrow afternoon.”
I was so excited at the prospect of seeing him after all this time that I could barely sleep that night.
*****
Our being together, talking, laughing, being physically close to each other again, we seemingly picked up right where we had left off. Some of the feelings and situations that happened between us suddenly made sense, and for the first time, I think I saw Uncle Frank through a woman’s eyes and with a woman’s desires. Now that I was older, I saw Uncle Frank differently. I don’t know quite how it happened… how we transitioned from uncle/niece to lovers, but we did. As a result of one embarrassing, clumsy episode with my then high school boyfriend, I was technically no longer a virgin, no longer a naïve and immature little girl. The relationship between my Uncle Frank and I changed in the course of just a few days of his arrival.
I was in heaven; I mean, it was all new and exciting to me, and I looked forward to spending time with Uncle Frank each day. I was an enthusiastic student, open to sexual exploration and new experiences, and he was more than eager to teach me. Looking back, I think I had always loved him and was willing to do whatever he requested if it made him happy. During the first couple of weeks of his visit, I was coaxed to experiment with alcohol and weed. And with Uncle Frank’s admonition to be open-minded and non-judgmental, I found myself an eager participant in an FMF encounter, in mild bondage, exhibition, voyeurism, and even dog play.
For an eighteen year old, this was heady sexual stuff, but I must be honest when I confess there was no shame or regret, only the desire for the pleasure and new sensations he made me feel. As Uncle often said, I was “ripe for new experiences.”
*****
One night, we went to dinner, and after a couple of drinks and smoking a joint with him in the parking lot, we got in the car and headed home. I sat quietly in the passenger seat of Uncle Frank’s SUV as sleepy lightheadedness enveloped my head like cotton. Though mildly confused, my mind raced and struggled to achieve a clear thought.
When we finally approached the house, he parked, and I immediately got out of the car and walked toward the house on shaky legs. We were barely inside the front door when he came up from behind and, reaching around me, tore my blouse open and began to squeeze and pinch my nipples.
“Damn it, Kiarra, you have such beautiful tits. I love to suck them, love the feel of your nipples getting long and hard in my mouth, ” Uncle Frank said as he turned me around to face him and inhaled one of my nipples into his mouth.
“Uncle Frank… w w wait, ” I stuttered weakly, even as the cool wetness between my thighs began to spread.
He urged me further into the living room and bent me over the back of the sofa. I could feel the weight of his upper body against my back, the pressure and heat of his erection against my ass. He raised my skirt, bunching it above my hips, and ripped at my panties until they lay torn and stretched around my ankle. With me trembling under him, Uncle Frank, using his knee, pried my legs open wider and guided a finger inside me.
“You’re good and wet… you’re ready for me, aren’t you little juicy girl, ” he said, laughing.
I turned my head and looked at him, momentarily feeling a mixture of lust and fear. Uncle Frank pressed another finger inside me, and I involuntarily began to moan when he rubbed my clit, forcing me to orgasm, my pussy contracting hard, holding his fingers inside me.
Feeling my body push back against him, he pressed his pulsing cock deeper inside me, making me groan with his length and girth. After a short while, I could feel my pussy relax and soften for him as I became docile and submissive. I wiggled back into his groin, wanting all of him as the alcohol and weed continued to make me horny and willing. My pussy felt warm, excited, and compliant as I shamelessly spread my legs further apart.
“Ohhh, Frank, ” I grunted as my handsome Uncle started pumping in and out, faster and faster until I came again for him.
“Aghh… Oohhhh, yes… Ughhh, ” I moaned as I pressed my pussy onto his dick, needing it deeper inside me.
In that moment, I knew I had become my Uncle’s whore.
“That’s a good girl, Kiarra. All you have to do is take it… relax and take Uncle’s cock inside your warm, tight pussy. I know who you are, Beth. I know how much you enjoy me fucking you.”
Uncle Frank paused momentarily and seemed lost in thought before he said, “Did I ever mention how much you remind me of your mother? Maybe that’s why I’ve always been so attracted to you… she was a little younger than you are now when she let me take her the first time.”
“Do you like doing it with me as much as you did with her?” I asked, my insecurity evident.
“More. I enjoy being with you, inside you, more than I could have imagined, ” he said.
Uncle Frank kissed the nape of my neck and began slowly stroking my pussy. I could feel him growing bigger inside me.
“Oh my god, ” I whimpered as Uncle Frank pushed forward and buried his cock, balls deep inside me.
My body shuddered as hot waves of pleasure rippled through me. Feeling my orgasm, Uncle Frank began to fuck me forcefully, almost desperately, until finally, with groans, soft curses, and finally a loud cry of pleasure, he came.
I lay across the back of the sofa, unmoving as he continued to stroke into me, filling my eighteen-year-old pussy with the last of his thick, white cum. When he had drained his balls, he slumped over my back and stayed inside me until his cock softened and slipped out, allowing his spent cum to trail down the inside of my thighs.
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By Kiarra
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