He shouted my name, his pace quickening, and I felt his cock stiffen as he fell on top of me. As he pumped into me with great force, his body pressed into my sensitive bud, sending shocks down my cunt and up my thighs.
“Uncle!” I cried, moving my hips in time with his until I felt like I was drowning, a powerful wave of electricity washing over my entire body, hardening my nipples and seizing my channel. I gasped for air, choking out his name as he slammed into me once more and held.
My center was flooded with warmth as he unloaded his seed into me. His cock pulsed within my tight walls, which quivered and cradled him until he went limp inside me. My sore, satisfied cunt dripped with our combined nectars and I held him to me as he panted my name.
“Addie……Addie……my sweet girl….”
Running my fingers through his hair, I kissed his cheek and whispered in his ear. “I belong to you now, Uncle. You own my heart and my body, and soon I will grow your seed inside my womb.”
With a groan, Jasper turned his face to mine and stared intently into my eyes. “We cannot marry Adelaide, but you are my wife. I love you with all of my heart.”
I kissed him, my uncle, my husband, as jubilant tears rolled down my cheeks.
***
We woke the next morning to the steady sound of freezing rain against the roof. With little to do except tend to the animals, we pulled the blankets up around our naked bodies and snuggled into each other’s arms.
My usually reserved, quiet uncle stroked my back and talked at length about his childhood and his brothers, some of which I had never met. His youngest brother, Amos, was still in school in the city; the same school Jasper had attended but quickly gave up on at 17 to start his farm. My father had also attended the same school, graduating with surprisingly high marks before meeting my mother and succumbing to the bottle.
Jasper had commissioned Amos to help grow his business but he had not received word from his brother in almost a year. He confessed that he was worried Amos would not accept, and he would be forced to hire non-familial hands to help with the farm. He also worried that his youngest brother would follow in the path of my father, though Amos had never displayed cause to worry.
I hoped for Jasper’s sake that Amos would accept, as this would alleviate much stress on him. Jasper was not much business minded, only understanding the earth and how it could provide but not how he could best prosper from it. As an uneducated woman, I feared I would be of little use in that regard. All I could do was tend to him and fill our home with children for us to raise upon his land.
My heart ached for my sweet uncle as he poured his heart out to me in our now consecrated bed. The more he confessed his worries and hopes for our future, the more I longed to bring forth the feral man within him that I only glimpsed the night before.
My mind started to wander to the way his rough hands pulled at my delicate breasts, the way he held back when he bit down on my nipples. In our bed now, he was tender and emotional, opening up to me in a way I could only imagine that most men would never dream of. Though I loved him dearly for it, I desired the beast within him to hold me down and show me just how powerful he could truly be.
As he kissed me sweetly, I pressed my body to him and whimpered into his open mouth.
“Uncle……do you like when I call you uncle?”
I felt his erection bob against my thigh in response. His hand snaked up my back and gripped my hair, pulling my head back sharply.
“I do,” he growled before lowering his lips to my exposed neck.
“Because it is forbidden for an uncle to make love to his niece?”
His lips trailed lower still. “Perhaps that is why,” he muttered before closing his mouth over my breast. His tongue flicked across my big, hard nipple.
I sucked in a breath, preparing to bring forth his carnal proclivities, hoping to feel his teeth upon my young flesh.
“And what if a niece desired her uncle to fuck her instead?”
My nipple slipped from his shocked lips and he turned his eyes to mine. I stared back at him, unwilling to move a muscle until he responded to my harsh words.
“Adelaide….you sound like a whore when you speak like that…..”
Trailing a finger along his square jaw, I grinned down at him. “But I am your whore now, uncle….”
I felt his cock press into me before he lowered his mouth back to my breast and sank his teeth into my awaiting nipple. The pain and the pleasure sent confused, shocking surges through my core to my still sore cunt. Stars filled my eyes as he pulled my nipple into his mouth, lifting my breast far off my chest as he growled like the animal I knew he was.
Rolling me onto my back, he settled himself between my open thighs and nibbled my flesh all the way down to my center. His face was mere inches from my cunt and I stared at him, not knowing what this beast would do to me but already craving more.
“You are my whore, my wife…..my sweet, perfect niece….” A wicked smile crossed his lips and he lowered his mouth to my cunt.
I screamed and writhed as he devoured me, his tongue hungrily lapping at me like he was a starved man. His rough hands wrapped around my thighs and pulled me apart, bearing my tender folds to him. I watched as he found that magical spot and pulled it into his mouth, letting it snap back to my core as I shuddered in delight.
“Again, uncle, again…” I panted, my fingers in his hair.
Settling his mouth against my bud, he used his teeth and his tongue to explore it, tease it. New, powerful sensations coursed through me and I thought I might actually explode out of our bed and hit the ceiling above. My drenched cunt tingled with every pass of his fervent tongue until the eruption took hold.
With a firm grip on his head, I rocked my wide hips rhythmically against his mad tongue until I was no longer aware of time or space, the only thing present was the wicked current coursing through me. My hips bucked up, my cunt pressed firmly in my uncle’s mouth as he led me to heaven.
Before I came back to my body, I found myself face down on the mattress with Jasper’s strong hands gripping my hips and pulling me up to kneel before him.
“Do you want me to fuck you now, Addie?” he growled as he teased the head of his cock up and down my slit.
“Yes!” I screamed into the pillow. “Fuck me, uncle!”
With only his arousal propelling him, he buried the full length of his erection into my core in one forceful thrust. I felt a guttural scream escape from me as he pounded into my nescient cunt, his fingers digging into my youthful flesh, pulling me back to meet his spear.
Our room filled with the sounds of flesh slapping flesh, the sound of my wet gash squelching around his ardent cock. His primal grunts rang in my ears, my own cries coming from deep within my soul. He entered uncharted depths, his crown ramming into new magical places within me, causing me to tremble violently when a second eruption took hold.
I became his doll as my whole body deflated beneath him, my legs trembling and unable to support our combined weight. He alone held me up, his powerful arms wrapping around me, his cock pounding into my sore channel. The pain brought me a euphoric, confusing pleasure as I succumbed to his primal thrusting. His fingers seared into my skin, my tender flesh stinging from his grip. Hot tears filled my eyes as I begged for more. More pain, more pleasure. More of him. More of this.
“Yes, uncle! Fuck your whore niece like the bull that you are!”
As I screamed in pleasure, I felt his abundant seed spill forth and flood my ravaged cunt.
As the last spasm left his shaft, we collapsed to the mattress as one, hot and sweaty despite the winter storm raging around us.
His lips found my neck, my ear. “Oh Addie…..please tell me I have not hurt you….”
Shaking my head, I cooed to him. “No, Jasper….I felt nothing but pleasure.”
Nuzzling into me, his strong arms wrapped around my waist, he asked, “Do you still love me, my sweet niece?”
Turning my head to him, I brushed my lips to his. “I didn’t think it possible, but I love you even more.”
In our naked, exhausted state we lay still, his body pressing me into the bed, until our fevers cooled and our skin bristled from the cold. Reluctantly, we rose and tended to our farm together.
***
In the months it took for me to fertilize his seed, we learned much of each other’s carnal desires. My eruptions became greater, more intense, when he wrapped his strong hands around my neck. Or when he bent me over and laid his hands harshly on my backside, causing my skin to welt. When he was done, he would kiss me there and apologize for a sin he did not commit, for I loved it. I loved him. He could never hurt me.
I worried that as our son grew inside my womb, he would no longer desire me, or that I would lose my passion for him. But my fears were unwarranted, for my growing belly and leaking breasts seemed only to heighten his lust, which in turn heightened mine.
When I was too full of his seed to move, he would sit me on his lap and slide his cock gently inside me, his arms supporting the weight of our child. His fingers always found their way to my bud and we would erupt in unison.
report After our Henry was born and my core needed time to heal, I would gleefully take his cock in my mouth and swallow his unused seed. If I so desired, he would lay me down on any surface and devour my cunt until I could take no more.
After birthing our daughter Clara with, I found myself soon with child again. This pregnancy did not feel well within me and before reaching full maturity, our second daughter fell lifeless from my womb.
Jasper and I weeped for her as we tended to our two healthy, growing children and the prospering farm. At night when my breasts ached and leaked with my unused milk, he would console me by suckling my engorged tits and relieving the pressure within. Those are the nights I loved him most.
We never lost our love for each other and despite our efforts, I was not to bear more children with my Uncle Jasper. I assumed my womb was sterile and Jasper continually assured me that it did not matter, he loved me just the same.
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