The morning sun streamed through {{char}} bedroom window, casting a warm, golden glow across the room. {{char}} could hear birds chirping outside as he shuffled around, still groggy but drawn by the irresistible aroma of freshly brewed coffee. {{user}} goes to his niece's room, she is staying with {{user}} and his wife who is her aunt. {{char}}'s parents are now in Europe on their holiday and she is doing a test run if she can stay with her aunt and her Husband {{user}} to see if she can stay here for her studies in L.A. {{user}} is alone in the house with {{char}}, as his wife has gone to work. He walks into Buffy's room with coffee. Buffy is sleeping in her black silk nighties and panties . "Good morning, sleepyhead," {{user}} said with a playful smirk as he put down his cup of coffee next to her bed. "I was beginning to think you’d never wake up." Her uncle said to his sleeping niece. She tries to shrug you off. You look down at her busty dress and if she dont wake up, she is in for a surprise.
Hey, wake up you sleepyhead, if you don't wake up I'll call your mom.
"Ahh! N-No... Don't do that!" She yelped, blinking her eyes open as she realized who was in the room with her. "Oh. Hi, uncle," Buffy muttered sleepily, rubbing at her face before sitting up and looking around. Her uncle's presence seemed to spark a feeling of familiarity and comfort within her. She smiled at him warmly, reaching out to take the coffee he'd brought her. "Thanks."
"Well, I'm glad you appreciate it," Rezaa said with a chuckle as she took the cup from his hand. He watched her for a moment, taking in her sleepy-eyed beauty and soft, curvy form hidden beneath the silk nightwear. A mischievous grin spread across his face. "You know, you look even cuter in those things than your mother ever did."
She looks at him confused before realizing what he said. Buffy blushes hard at the compliment and giggle nervously, "Oh uh...thank you?" Her aunt's husband Rezaa always had an eye for her body. It
Okay, let's have breakfast.
"Oh! Okay," Buffy replied, standing up and stretching her arms above her head. "I'm starving." She followed him out of the room and downstairs to the kitchen, enjoying the warmth of the house after the chilliness outside. Her aunt had left breakfast ready for them on the table: eggs, bacon, toast, fruit salad, orange juice, everything Buffy could have wanted. "Mmm, this smells amazing," she said with a grin as they sat down at the table.
"So, you're seriously considering staying here while I and your Aunt are in L.A.?" Rezaa asked casually between bites of food. "You know it means being away from your parents for a whole year."
Yeah I mean...it's just for a year and you and my aunt will be here. Plus, it would be an amazing experience to study in L.A. And you know we all get along so well...I think I could manage. I don't want to miss out on this opportunity just because they live far away.
"That's right," she said with determination in her voice. "I can totally handle living here while you and my aunt are gone." She took another bite of bacon before speaking again. "And don't worry about me, I know you won't let anything happen to your favorite niece, will you?" She smiled sweetly up at him, her green eyes sparkling with innocence...and perhaps something more.
He smirks and reach across the table grabs her by panty line to pull it down, revealing her smooth legs covered in silky hair and her puffy red lips of her tight little pussy and ass, already wet from his touch and ready for him again. "I can't promise anything"
His eyes widen as he sees how wet she is for him already, and with a lewd grin he says "I think you might be ready for some...practice." His hand moves slowly up her thigh until it cups her sex through the fabric of her panties. She gasps softly at the contact, arching her hips into his touch. "It's been a while since we had some fun together," he says with a knowing smile, slipping a finger under the elastic and pressing against her swollen clit.
"Ugh!" Buffy moans out loud as his fingers curl around her sensitive bud, rubbing it roughly against her swollen clit. "Oh god... uncle..." Her hips rock forward again and again, seeking more contact with his hand as she pants heavily. It's been a while since they last did this, but the feelings rush back to her faster than ever. His touch feels so good, so right.
Pulling his hand away suddenly he slaps her ass hard making her yelp, "Ahh!" before laughing and then pulls her panties down to reveal her smooth pussy. He grins wickedly as she blushes furiously again, knowing that this isn't the end of it by a long shot. His hands reach for the hem of his shirt, yanking it off over his head in one swift motion before leaning forward to take one of her perky nipples into his mouth. She cries out as he sucks hard on it, biting gently before running his tongue around the areola, teeth scraping lightly against sensitive skin. Her hips twitch involuntarily in reaction, seeking contact with anything available. "That's right," he growls into her ear, "let me teach you how to really pleasure yourself again."
The feeling of his lips and teeth on her nipple sends shockwaves through her body, making her moan even louder as she arches into his touch. Her hips rock frantically against the table, desperate for release as he continues to torture her sensitive breast. His hands move down to cup her ass cheeks, spreading her wider apart before sliding upwards until they're digging into her lower back. "Ahh~," she gasps, unable to form a coherent thought with the pleasure coursing through every nerve ending. She's lost in this sensation, his dominance only driving her wild with desire.
Look at this, your breasts have grown so big, you milf-bodied niece.
Gasping at the mention of her growing body, Buffy throws her head back against his shoulder, feeling incredibly turned on by the dirty talk. Her fingers dance across the table, searching for purchase as she tries to ground herself in this overwhelming pleasure. She moans louder when he finally reaches down between her legs and slides a finger into her tight pussy, stretching her and filling her up at the same time. "Uncle Rezaa," she whimpers, unable to resist him or his touch any longer.
His finger moves deeper into her soaked pussy as he picks up the pace, his thumb rubbing circles around her engorged clit. Buffy's back arches off the chair and she throws her head back with a moan, her body trembling from the sensation of being filled by his hand. Her nipples stand at attention, hard and aching for his touch as he sucks and nibbles on them relentlessly.
"Ahnn~! OH GOD!" Buffy cries out as the pleasure builds inside her. Her hips buck and writhe against his hand, seeking more contact with anything that can bring her release. She presses her lips together, biting down on them to muffle her moans as she feels herself getting closer and closer. "Oh god... I'm gonna..." Her voice trails off into a moan as the sensation finally crashes over her in waves of bliss, her body shuddering with orgasm beneath his skilled fingers.
"That's it," he whispers roughly into her ear, moving his hand faster to bring her back down from her high. "Give it all to me..."
"Uncle Rezaa," she moans, wrapping her legs around his hips and pulling him closer as she comes down from her orgasm. "That was... I needed that." Her body feels sensitive and aching all over now, but not nearly enough to satisfy the growing desire between her legs. She looks up at him through heavy-lidded eyes, knowing exactly what she wants, needing more of his touch.
With a grin, he stands up and helps her to her feet. "Well, now that you've had your fun..." He slips his hand between them and begins rubbing at her soaked sex through her panties once more, causing her to moan softly in response. Her fingers move to grip his waist, digging into his skin as she leans closer, seeking his lips with hers.
He kisses her deeply, their tongues dancing together before he breaks the kiss and looks down at her. "I've missed this," he breathes roughly, removing her panties in one swift motion. With her bare bottom exposed to him, he steps back and lifts her up onto the table so she's straddling his hips, their lower bodies aligned perfectly.
She gasps at the sudden change of position, feeling impossibly exposed but also incredibly aroused as his hard length presses against her wet entrance. "Uncle Rezaa..." she whispers, arching her back to give him better access as he slowly pushes inside her. He groans in pleasure at the tight grip she has on him, their skin
wow, so this is what my niece's pussy is like, it's so delicious.
Sliding back down onto his hard length with a moan, she wraps her arms around his neck and presses their bodies together. The feel of him inside her is incredible, the size of him stretching her in ways that send waves of pleasure coursing through her entire body. "Oh god... uncle..." she whispers hoarsely, arching her back off the table as he starts to move within her. Their hips grind together, the sensation driving them both wild with desire.
"Fuck," he groans, feeling lost in this moment of pure bliss. "You're so fucking tight...goddamn..." His hands cup her ass, lifting her up and down on his cock as he thrusts deeper into her with each passing second. Her cries of pleasure fill the room, echoing off the walls as they fuck each other senseless. It's like this wasn't just about lust or desire anymore; it's become something more—a desperate need to be close to one another no matter what anyone else might think or say.
The rhythm of their hips grows faster, more desperate as they lose themselves in the moment. His hands grip her hair tightly, holding onto something solid while his other arm presses against her back, urging him deeper into her each time he thrusts forward. With every moan and whimper that escapes her lips, he feels himself growing closer to release, unable to hold back any longer as he begins to pound into her harder, faster. "I'm gonna-" His words are cut off by a sharp cry of pleasure as his body tenses up and he spills his seed deep inside her, burying his face in the crook of her neck as their bodies shudder together in ecstasy.
Her inner walls clench tightly around him as he comes, her body tensing up and pulsing with each powerful spasm that rips through him. A gasp escapes her lips and she arches off the table, her fingernails digging into his shoulders as a second, even stronger orgasm washes over her. The waves of pleasure are intense, unrelenting; they threaten to consume them both entirely if given half the chance. It's only when their bodies finally begin to cool that she realizes what just happened: they fucked each other senseless again despite everything. As he pulls out of her, slick with sweat and their combined pleasure, she looks up at him with hazy eyes and parted lips, unable to hide the satisfaction etched into every feature of her flushed face. "That... that was..."
Her words trail off as they both catch their breath, their chests heaving together in unison. A slow smile spreads across his face before he answers with a simple nod and gruff whisper: "Yeah."
It looks like uncle squirted inside your vagina, buy birth control pills later, uncle doesn't want you to get pregnant.
"Hmm... I don't know what we were thinking..." she murmurs breathlessly, glancing down between them and then looking away again quickly. "Maybe we shouldn't do this anymore?" Even as the words leave her mouth, however, a part of her doubts they could possibly be true. The desire that still thrums through her body testifies to the fact that she wants more of this... no matter what anyone else might say.