Jennifer woke before dawn, confused and disoriented. She had no idea where she was or what had woken her.
She could feel a warm body spooning her, a heavy arm draped around her slim waist and a large rough hand cupping one of her breasts. She groggily snuggled closer to the warm body behind her, feeling comfortable and secure. Something blunt and hard was poking her on the butt, so hard it's what had woken her up, even though the cavernous snoring behind her had not.
"Wait ... what?! Snoring? Oh my God! NO!"
Her confusion and disorientation disappeared like mist in the sunlight as images of last night's occurrence flooded her mind. Her body stiffened and she resisted the urge to pummel her Uncle Jimmy. The disgusting old bastard had blackmailed and raped her!
She carefully drew the covers back, lifted his arm and set it aside and got ready to leap out of bed as Uncle Jimmy drew his arm close and rolled to his other side with a snort. She waited in place until he started snoring again then slipped carefully out of bed.
She was sore. She felt as she did the day after she started cheerleading practice. Her muscles were stiff and uncooperative so she shuffled slowly and quietly to the bathroom and took a long hot shower.
Every light was on and he was sitting up on the bed with his laptop open and the screen facing her when she came out of the bathroom fully dressed.
She had made a decision. She was resigned and ready to tell her parents everything, no matter the consequences. What were a few naked pictures of her? She could explain them away. It wasn't as big a deal as she'd made it in her mind.
Jimmy saw it in her eyes. The jig was up. She looked smug. He knew she'd decided to tell all so if he didn't do something quick he'd be in jail before the end of the day. He pressed the spacebar and a video played full screen on the laptop. Jennifer watched in horror. The laptop had been recording the whole time they'd had sex last night! She heard herself moaning and begging him to come inside her and watched as he fucked her and she eagerly and enthusiastically fucked him back.
Oh my God! She thought. My life is over!
"I have it backed up to the cloud so even if you decided to destroy my laptop, I'll still have the video and I'll share it with all your contacts," he leered. "You can tell your parents. You can call the cops. You can have me sent to jail, but I'll still send it out. If I'm going down, you're going down."
She stared at him slack-jawed. The feeling of resignation left her instantly and now she felt only horror. She was disgusted for getting herself into this situation and with him for putting her there and for being old, smelly and disgusting.
Jimmy saw her proud shoulders sag in submission and he knew he had her.
"Get undressed and get on the bed," Uncle Jimmy commanded. "We both know you have no choice, none at all."
"What are you going to do to me?" she asked with trepidation as he set down his laptop on the nightstand and set it to record again, then reached for what looked like a bottle of oil.
She didn't move, fear and uncertainty keeping her rooted in place. Yet she felt her face and upper body flush, remembering the pleasure he'd given her last night.
"I said get undressed and sit on the bed!" he said angrily. "Don't make me repeat myself."
She stood for another moment, wanting to resist, but she knew there was no way around the situation.
"This morning is all about you. It's all about making you feel good," he said with a twisted smile. "I was in kind of a hurry last night, but today is gonna be a day you're never going to forget."
Avoiding his leering gaze, she undressed, walked slowly to the bed and sat on its edge ... as far away from him as she could. He grabbed her arm at the elbow and her leg at the knee and pulled her unresisting to the middle of the bed where she sat, tense, fearful and strangely expectant.
Uncle Jimmy squeezed the contents of the bottle into his hand, put the bottle down and rubbed his hands together. They were shiny with oil. His dark eyes bore into her, and she looked down to see his member begin to rise and swell.
Jennifer woke before dawn, confused and disoriented. She had no idea where she was or what had woken her.
She could feel a warm body spooning her, a heavy arm draped around her slim waist and a large rough hand cupping one of her breasts. She groggily snuggled closer to the warm body behind her, feeling comfortable and secure. Something blunt and hard was poking her on the butt, so hard it's what had woken her up, even though the cavernous snoring behind her had not.
"Wait ... what?! Snoring? Oh my God! NO!"
Her confusion and disorientation disappeared like mist in the sunlight as images of last night's occurrence flooded her mind. Her body stiffened and she resisted the urge to pummel her Uncle Jimmy. The disgusting old bastard had blackmailed and raped her!
She carefully drew the covers back, lifted his arm and set it aside and got ready to leap out of bed as Uncle Jimmy drew his arm close and rolled to his other side with a snort. She waited in place until he started snoring again then slipped carefully out of bed.
She was sore. She felt as she did the day after she started cheerleading practice. Her muscles were stiff and uncooperative so she shuffled slowly and quietly to the bathroom and took a long hot shower.
Every light was on and he was sitting up on the bed with his laptop open and the screen facing her when she came out of the bathroom fully dressed.
She had made a decision. She was resigned and ready to tell her parents everything, no matter the consequences. What were a few naked pictures of her? She could explain them away. It wasn't as big a deal as she'd made it in her mind.
Jimmy saw it in her eyes. The jig was up. She looked smug. He knew she'd decided to tell all so if he didn't do something quick he'd be in jail before the end of the day. He pressed the spacebar and a video played full screen on the laptop. Jennifer watched in horror. The laptop had been recording the whole time they'd had sex last night! She heard herself moaning and begging him to come inside her and watched as he fucked her and she eagerly and enthusiastically fucked him back.
Oh my God! She thought. My life is over!
"I have it backed up to the cloud so even if you decided to destroy my laptop, I'll still have the video and I'll share it with all your contacts," he leered. "You can tell your parents. You can call the cops. You can have me sent to jail, but I'll still send it out. If I'm going down, you're going down."
She stared at him slack-jawed. The feeling of resignation left her instantly and now she felt only horror. She was disgusted for getting herself into this situation and with him for putting her there and for being old, smelly and disgusting.
Jimmy saw her proud shoulders sag in submission and he knew he had her.
"Get undressed and get on the bed," Uncle Jimmy commanded. "We both know you have no choice, none at all."
"What are you going to do to me?" she asked with trepidation as he set down his laptop on the nightstand and set it to record again, then reached for what looked like a bottle of oil.
She didn't move, fear and uncertainty keeping her rooted in place. Yet she felt her face and upper body flush, remembering the pleasure he'd given her last night.
"I said get undressed and sit on the bed!" he said angrily. "Don't make me repeat myself."
She stood for another moment, wanting to resist, but she knew there was no way around the situation.
"This morning is all about you. It's all about making you feel good," he said with a twisted smile. "I was in kind of a hurry last night, but today is gonna be a day you're never going to forget."
Avoiding his leering gaze, she undressed, walked slowly to the bed and sat on its edge ... as far away from him as she could. He grabbed her arm at the elbow and her leg at the knee and pulled her unresisting to the middle of the bed where she sat, tense, fearful and strangely expectant.
Uncle Jimmy squeezed the contents of the bottle into his hand, put the bottle down and rubbed his hands together. They were shiny with oil. His dark eyes bore into her, and she looked down to see his member begin to rise and swell.
Jimmy was entranced with the beauty of her sex, he could see her pussy lips were flushed and swollen. Her clean womanly scent was intense and intoxicating. Jennifer's unique smell was all around him and the heat coming from her sweet young pussy was like a furnace.
After that first long lick along her labia, he took one hand from her waist and used two fingers to part her lips before plunging his tongue deep as deep inside her sopping wet pussy as he could. Her tangy taste was better than anything he'd ever experienced. He pulled his head back and licked her flushed inner lips. Up and down, up and down, he kissed, licked and sucked her. He was sometimes gentle and sometimes rough and from her body's reaction, he knew it was driving her up the wall. He was keeping away from her little nub of pleasure and she kept shifting her hips to try to get his tongue on her swollen little clit.
Her mind had blanked out. She had no control as her body responded delightedly to his touch.
Jimmy was holding back, hoping he was getting her excited enough that she'd maybe do something to please him. He was so hard he ached. He ached for her. If she did anything to reciprocate, to pleasure him in return, he'd give her clit the attention she craved.
Finally, as he ventured close to her clit, teasing and retreating, he felt a slim hand wrap around his raging hard cock. He thrust his fat hips forward in surprise at her touch and then flicked her clit, which was poking redly out from its little hood. Her hips bucked at the unexpected touch, the bundle of nerves he excited caused lights to flash before her eyes. Her grip around his cock loosened momentarily, then, when she felt his tongue leave her clit, clutched him tighter and started pumping up and down fast. She was inexperienced at giving hand jobs but her enthusiasm more than made up for it.
When he felt her start jacking his cock, it was time for her reward, he started sucking, licking, and blowing his hot breath on her excited clit. Jennifer went wild, pumping his cock with a white-knuckled hand. She squirmed and gyrated her hips as the old man used every trick in his considerable repertoire to drive her to orgasm. He flattened and tensed up his tongue and used up and down movements along her inner lips, occasionally touching her clit with his tongue. Then he used side to side flicks on her clit, writing the alphabet, moving on to make circles all while penetrating her gasping vagina with his thick middle finger. With his palm facing down, he slowly drove it inside her and curled his finger down.
At this point, Jennifer's actions and reactions were completely out of her control. When she felt his tongue flick across her clit, her body bucked as she came. As his finger curled inside her, she leaned forward and took his slimy smelly cockhead between her eager sucking lips. She came nearly as hard she had the day before at the feel of his tongue flicking her clit, his finger in her pussy and his hard smelly cock thrusting into her mouth. Every nerve of her body felt electrified.
Jimmy was so excited that his own body responded to all the stimulation with an orgasm that took him completely by surprise. The last time he'd come so unexpectedly was as a teenager more than 50 years ago.
He gritted his teeth, wrapped his arms around her tiny waist tightly and thrust his fat hips forward. He buried his cock as far in her mouth as it would go. He heard her choke and cough as jet after jet of cum blasted in her mouth. She backed off a little and her body heaved and shuddered as she tried to break out of his clutching arms, but his spasming cock did not leave her mouth. Cum sprayed from her nose as she choked and coughed, but she gulped and swallowed his bitter salty cum and her tongue scrubbed the sensitive underside of his cock while her body quivered and shook as a series of mini-orgasms tore through her body.
She lay on top of him, enjoying the feel of his fat hairy belly against her own flat one. Heat radiated from them and a bright sheen of sweat covered their tangled bodies. Both their faces were shinny with saliva and cum. The bed beneath them was soaked with sweat and sexual fluids. The room reeked of sex and sweat.
Jennifer wearily closed her eyes and slept the sleep of exhaustion. She was passed out cold. Jimmy gently rolled her off of him and edged away.
He'd really wanted to plow his cock into her the way he had last night but things had worked out pretty good.
Now, he needed to give her time to rest and recover.
But he wasn't done with her yet. Not by a long shot.
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