"Uncle Jim, agh, agh, Uncle… Jim!" she sobbed unevenly against the mirror, her bottom jerking back to his slavering mouth, the cleft engulfing his face, her nipples grazing the marble counter. "You've got to stop! Please! Oh, I'm so ugly there."
Jim licked her again and again. "So beautiful here, Robin," he groaned, smacking his lips. "You're really so beautiful." She was. The pink rim of her pussy was turned in, the lips not prominent or protruding or ragged, but like a baby's pussy, and her asshole was smooth, barely puckered, and a light cocoa color. The pubic hair was thick, shining, and straight, lying down neatly over the labia majora like the tendrils of a bird's feather. And the hole was oozing the sweetest juice he had ever tasted.
"You have no idea how beautiful you are, Robin," he reassured her, but her eyes were turned up in her head, her whole body vibrating with passion and her ears heard nothing.
For Jim, it was time to take her, to plunge his red-hot cock into her girlish vagina, to fuck it, and shoot it full of his manly seed. Already, his shaft was aching in the confines of his jeans, and while he continued to lick at her cunt, he used both hands to undo his belt and pants and liberate his rampant penis. It sprang free, brushing its head against the back of her knee, streaking the skin with the slime of his own need.
The nineteen-year-old virgin shivered with fear, arousal, and passion. A man more than twice her age was giving her a kind of attention she had never had, in a way she had not known was possible. The realization that it was her beloved Uncle James that was doing it to her exploded in her brain again and again with the waves of pleasure that he was giving her. He was seeing parts of her that she thought would remain hidden from everyone forever, and telling her how beautiful they were. She was ashamed at how weak she had been in letting him do this to her, though the thrill of her near death did indeed have something to do with it, whether she knew it or not.
James Devereaux backed away from the warm, wet cleft of his niece's pert bottom, giving it one last fond glance where a stream of pussy juice trailed from her virginal slit to leave a drop on the bathroom floor between her feet. As he stood up, his pants slipped from his narrow hips and bunched up around his ankles. Quickly, while kicking his shoes off and pulling his feet free of his pants, he assumed his position behind the trembling girl's defencelessly displayed buttocks. He lost no time in directing his huge cockhead toward the tiny hole he had just licked and stimulated to a soft and slippery receptivity. He felt the soft and wet contact of her vagina over the very tip of his shaft, and groaned lasciviously.
"Robin, darling, it's time that I made you a woman," he whispered.
She moaned, pushing her butt back against him with her hands against the wall, weakly trying in her virginal fear to push him away from her like that, but she only succeeded in pushing the small and tender mouth of her vagina over the head of his massive penis, engulfing nearly the whole bulbous tip.
"That's the idea, Robin," he encouraged her.
"Uncle… Uncle Jim," she gasped, trembling violently. "Please stop. We mustn't do this."
Devereaux took her soft hips in his hands and pressed forward, until her saw the shining, red rim of her cunt completely swallow his cock and he came up against the barrier of her hymen.
"But, my baby girl, we must. We can, and we must." He pushed against her hymen and heard her yelp. "Because you need it and want it."
Robin felt his cock stretching that precious membrane of her virginity. He was going to tear it, take away her innocence, make her unfit to marry a decent man. "Oh, please, no more, I can't stand it!" she moaned, but she felt her hymen tearing as her vagina, with a life of its own and in spite of the pain, moved in circles of arousal, the baby mouth of her pussy making tiny, wet smacking sounds. And then she felt him give a hard shove.
"Uncle… Jiiiiiiiiiim!" she squealed as her maidenhead was finally, decisively torn and the massive shaft slipped into her tender, young wetness a good half of the eight inches he had to offer her.
The feeling was incredible! So deep, with a feeling of fullness and intimacy. She opened her mouth wide but could not catch her breath. She gasped several times as he worked it inside her another inch, drew slightly back, and then pushed in again, another inch, then out, and back in, deeper each time until he was inside, pressing her cervix back so that the flaring head with its drooling opening was seated against the mouth of her womb, that small hole in the end threatening to fill her full of his manly, fertilizing seed.
Devereaux looked down to where his cock vanished into the purity of her creamy, white body, the thick brown hair of her cunt clasped around the thick base of the shaft like a loving, furry collar. There you go, John brother. I'm fucking your churchy little daughter now, and there's nothing you can do about it. It was a form of revenge, he thought, for his religious brother's supercilious attitude toward him and his own beautiful, wayward daughter Priscilla. Your daughter's fucking for the first time in her young life and she's going to learn to love it, if I've got anything to say about it.
"Oh, Uncle Jim!" Robin whimpered. "Please, take it out! It hurts."
Devereaux flexed and flared his cock inside her pussy and heard her grunt, saw her asshole wink reflexively. With a gentle finger, he tickled that tight, moist hole, and flared his cock again.
"Stop that," she said, looking back at him over her shoulder. "That feels funny."
"Just stretching you a bit for the fun to come," he said, and while he continued with the intermittent throbbing of his massive organ, he unbuttoned his shirt and let it slide off his shoulders to the floor. Then again his hands were on her, stroking her back and butt-cheeks, up along her ribs to her sweaty underarms, and then down to hold her firm, rounds breasts in his big, work-toughened hands.
Robin was stricken with the enormity of her sin. She had let her uncle go inside her. She was a virgin no more, and though she hated herself for her weakness and sensuality, she felt the pain in her feminine hole dissipating and giving way to a pleasant tingling that spread out through her entire insides. She felt the flaring, throbbing shaft in her womb, felt her pussy clench on it with an answering desire. A man was inside her and there was nothing she could do about it. In fact, she wasn't sure that she wanted to do anything about it.
Uncle Jim initiated gentle fuckstrokes into her hot vagina, feeling it loosen slightly in acceptance. In, deep, deep, until his hanging balls brushed pleasurably against her tingling clitoris that he had so recently licked nearly to the exploding point, then out, almost all the way, his prick now glistening with her fluids, until the flanges of the knob caught at the tight ring of her pussy with a sweet, little, wet smack. The girl's silky cunt was heaven and the feel of her tender walls sliding over the surfaces of his cock drove him on.
Robin felt him filling and emptying her again and again. It was totally unlike anything she had ever felt before. Filling and stretching her babyish channel. By instinct and to heighten the good feelings that were building in her belly, she pushed back softly with her round assheeks, sliding her vagina over the cock inside her. Was this called incest? She couldn't remember, but she knew that it was beginning to feel good, what Uncle Jim was doing to her. Her mind swam with the reality of it. She was doing it, having sex with her father's brother, in this strange submissive position, not face to face as she had thought she would with her husband. She didn't like being bent over the marble top like this, her bottom thrusting back at him like some animal in heat, but she soon found that she couldn't stop the backward heaving motion of her body. Her hot, soaking girl-hole wanted more and more of this, and try as she might she couldn't stop it from pushing itself back and forth over her uncle's big, gut-stretching penis. She felt her cheeks and lips burning, and she wanted to kiss him, wanted to fold her legs around him and pull him deep into her pussy, but if she did that, she would have to let his cock out of her and she couldn't bring herself to do that.