“I can’t believe I just thought that,” I rub my forehead in disbelief.
I hear shouting coming from upstairs; it’s Jade and Kianna arguing. Jade has never liked other girls touching and playing with her things. She doesn’t share well, so she’s probably not being nice. Kianna has a backbone and won’t just take the insults. The arguments are getting heated.
Morgan is trying to calm things down amidst the verbal violence, using his large frame to prevent the argument from turning physical. He sees us watching and silently grabs both girls by the wrists, moving them out of sight.
I laugh, and most people find the petty bickering a bit funny. Catfights always are, and some of the things being said are pretty childish — mainly jabs about bra and butt size. I don’t have the right to comment, given my naturally flatter features. I’ve never let it get to me and I never plan to. I’m sexy in my own way, and some of the men I’ve dated see that.
My curiosity gets the better of me. I expect there are more heated exchanges going on. I walk up the stairs while the rest of the family pay me no mind, happily reminiscing about times gone by — maybe fights between aunts over some guy. I notice a door with stickers and posters on it, mainly fancy cars and boxers.
I remember that Morgan once wanted to be a boxer. There was more fear than attraction back then; he was quiet, and I didn’t like him. Now he’s always around with a calm manner and wit. There’s a definite aura about him, it must be something he works on.
“Don’t fall for him!” I warn myself.
I focus on the door and go to open it. As I do, I hear a click — someone has unlocked it and immediately locked it again. I panic and crouch down, thinking they’ve caught me snooping, but no one comes out.
“What are they doing in there?” I wonder.
I don’t need to figure it out because I hear Jade telling someone that she’s going to show them how it’s done. I press my ear against the door and lean on it.
What I hear next sounds like sex. There’s slurping, moaning, grunting and gasping. Morgan is the first to make a noise; he can’t calm himself down. It sounds like they’re both doing something to him.
“Could they be sucking his dick?” I ask myself.
The thought is too exciting to think about further, but it’s hard to imagine any other reason for the slurping noises coming from the room. I hear him groan and hiss loudly before everything goes quiet.
“Did he just cum?”
This breaks my resistance. I still don’t know what to think, so I don’t want to open the door, but I can imagine what they’re doing from the sounds. I unbutton the top of my jeans and insert my hand into my hairy, wet pussy. No one’s been inside me for a while, so I haven’t needed to trim it.
I can already feel how wet I’m getting from listening to this erotic shit. The thought of how sexy Morgan is, adds to it. I put one finger inside my pussy and use my palm to rub my clit. My ear stays pressed to the door and, after a few strange sounds, I hear moaning from the room — a combination of Kianna and Jade in bliss. I’ve heard Jade moan before. It’s a long story, but she had a boy come over when I was home with her.
This doesn’t sound like her usual cries of ecstasy; it’s deeper, more primal, and not long after, I hear her say some nasty things.
“Ahh fuck just like, ooh yeah baby, eat my cunt like that… ahh yeah, yeah, yeah baby!”
My other hand covers my mouth, “I can’t believe her. How can she be such a whore with her own uncle, and why is it turning me on?” I speak up.
Do I want that? To be his toy, whore, play thing?
“Snap out of it!” I say to myself. These small mini conversations only appear as a way to cope. I can’t cope though, my inner thoughts are taking over.
I listen further and get more of an idea of what is happening. Probably Morgan is eating one while fingering the other, because at times both girls moan simultaneously. Not that it changes how I feel, which is horny. So incredibly horny, the juices emanating from my cunt have soaked my panties already. My nipples are already rubbing against the bra I’m wearing, which I wish to remove so badly.
“Ahh yeah, lick…………… I like it, Mommy likes ……………”
That last sentence sounds like Kianna, it’s harder to hear her as compared to Jade’s previous statements. Maybe she’s in a different position, yet I wonder what could make her yell such dirty language. When I imagine it, it reminds me that Kianna’s big butt has always been an envy of mine. I don’t usually get jealous of the big girls. Kianna makes me jealous, she pulls that emotion out of me. Jade always used to tease me on my smaller breasts too, probably as revenge for me teasing her shortness.
I feel inadequate next to them, maybe that’s why Morgan is fucking and eating their pussies instead of mine. I wish it was mine. I so badly wish he wrapped his big arms around me and tossed me around like a rag doll. I know he likes my legs, he’s always staring at them. Maybe if I wore some heels to his place.
“Stop thinking about it,” I say to myself.
It’s not like I can deny the already sloppy mess between my legs. My now constantly shivering legs or the way my pussy just wants all my fingers inside it. I’ve gotten used to getting four inside since my last boyfriend had a big dick. It was thick, and I got used to it, even loved how he pounded me because of how slender I am relative to him.
I can take a lot of punishment, especially sexual punishment. I feel my first orgasm building, with the thoughts of being fucked by my boyfriend syncing up with the thoughts of Morgan doing the same. The thoughts of him being the way to fill me up, with his big black dick.
“Ahh fuck! I shouldn’t be cumming to just the thought of him. Oh, shit!” I say as an electrifying orgasm ripples through me. Forcing me to lie on the floor. I’m shaking with my panties and probably my jeans soaked.
I hear similar sounds, vaguely coming from the room. Kianna this time, who is now just slightly louder than she was before. I try to recover, and I move my hand away to lick up my cum. My ears are still close enough to hear a sudden, deep gasp from Jade. Then a shudder before a very audible, “oh fuck Morgan!”
What is happening now? I move my ear closer and hear the distinguishable sounds of a flesh smacking. Morgan is giving them his cock, most likely Jade. Jade is being fucked by her uncle, has she no shame?
Have I no shame?
I just came from thinking about it. Yet she gets the real thing, which feels so unfair. I want to be there with her, I want some big black dick too. It would be nice if she invited me to join her in seducing our uncle, yet somehow she just started it all on her own. If she at least asked if I was interested in him too, like we usually do when we both like a guy. I don’t like that she is having all the fun and I feel relegated to being in second place. Or last place since even Kianna is getting some of his black dick.
Kianna in her own right is older, smarter, and wiser. Can she not find a guy her age, obviously I’m aware that she has her reasons for not liking other guys, yet I wonder why Morgan? All of this has me feeling sad, and I attempt to leave. I catch the low yet audible sounds of Kianna urging Morgan to fuck Jade harder. I am caught in two minds but lust overwhelms me and I place my ear back on the door.
“Give it to her daddy, she needs to be fucked.”
I can’t believe this. I can’t believe this is happening, they are just going to let him use them. I have the urge to touch myself again. I slowly place my hands back down my jeans and into my pussy. Both go in this time around, the extra hand allows me to get four of my fingers in. The other hand simply pulls out the hood of my clit and taps on it.
My sensitivity from the first orgasm charges me up almost immediately, and I’m sloshing in and out of myself furiously. I keep listening to them and Jade’s moans are too sexy to resist. I’ve never indulged the idea of being a sexual lesbian incest relationship but maybe if it were Jade — I would. Her moans are just the perfect combination of girly yet deep organic mewls that a girl like her would produce.
Her voice doesn’t pitch, but a good dick will make any girl scream. Jade screams, and she screams loudly. I fuck myself just as hard as I can hear her getting fucked — perhaps more. I want to be her, to be in that room, be the one getting fucked by Morgan. I want it to be me screaming and squealing like a dirty incest slut. Getting fucked by my uncle, how are we related again? Who the fuck cares.
“Fuck me Morgan!” I say out loud.
Just as I hear Jade gasp, I gasp too, and we have a synced orgasm. I know how hers sounds, and it essentially starts mine. I coil and my toes curl. My legs shut tight. My pussy reaches a new realm of sensitivity and I have several drops of sweat dripping down my face.
“Oh fuck,” I say. Surprised at how powerful that last one was.
I try to regain some composure before someone finds me in this vulnerable state, however, I then hear Kianna start moaning. Jade must have passed out, her orgasms always leave her weak. I’m too sensitive to do anything more than simply listen and rub my breasts.
I hear Kianna reach her breaking point too, one which makes her scream the loudest of anyone. The words, ‘fuck me,’ echo on the floor. Luckily most are on the bottom floor, but you never know who heard it. Not that they care, the way Morgan fucks is still so violent. I wonder if he ever runs out of energy.
report “Maybe after Kianna he can have me?” I don’t catch the gravity of that last statement, I lick my fingers then touch my clit. The sensitivity is not enough to deter me from touching myself.
I am desperate for one more, one more to take me home. I haven’t cum twice with anyone. Yet three will happen from me just listening to Morgan fuck my aunt. I hear her gag, not just low gargles. These are loud coughs, and they are paired with aggressive grunts from Morgan. He must be throat fucking her.
Morgan actually managed to treat prim and proper Kianna this way. Kianna who has the loudest and most influential voice around is letting him fuck her face. Kianna is giving Morgan all this power over her, and still I am only more turned on. My body is reignited, my lust unwavering. I like that he can do this, I like that he can fuck her like she’s worthless because it means he will have no issues doing to just about any of us — especially me. His tall long-legged lanky assed cousin.
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