Tom Allison - Wild family

"N-n-no, of course not!"

"Then why is your blouse so rumpled. Don't lie to me, little girl. You were letting him play with you. He fondled your breasts, didn't he? Don't you dare deny it! I can see that your nipples are erect myself."

Frank shook his head ruefully. "I'm going to have a long talk with your father about this. You know it's a bad idea to give yourself to teenage boys. They're no good. None of them. No good can come of it. You'll turn into a little slut if you don't watch out. I'm telling you this for your own protection."

Donna bowed her head and blushed fiercely. She knew she had done nothing wrong, but she couldn't help feeling ashamed of herself. Her uncle was like that.

All of a sudden, Frank lifted his head and sniffed the air, like a hound catching a scent.

"What's that smell?" As he recognized it his expression gained new ferocity. Donna watched as the veins stood out on his neck. "Donna! What is that I smell?"

He smells my pussy, Donna realized. Oh, my God, he can smell my cunt. I'm not wearing any panties. Oh, Lord, oh, please…

"I'm using a new anti-perspirant," she stammered feebly.

"That is your vagina!" Frank's lips trembled in rage as be whispered the forbidden word. "Those are your vaginal secretions! Don't you dare lie to me about this. I'd know that smell anywhere. What did you do with that young man in the car?"

"You had sex with him," Frank interrupted bitterly. "Didn't you? You copulated with him."

Donna trembled as she stood before her uncle, blushing madly, too frightened to say a word in her defense. Frank withdrew his hands from his lap. He patted his belt buckle, as if giving a command to a dog.

"You're going to get a spanking, young lady," he said fiercely. "Right here, over my lap! Let's go! I'm going to tan that little rump of yours until you'll wish you'd never heard of spin-the-bottle!"

Donna glanced at her uncle out of the corner of her eye. For the first time it occurred to her that he might be more warped than strict, though, that thought would reoccur more than once in the next half-hour. But she was too scared of him to question his orders.

Mindlessly, Donna found herself obeying. She walked to the chair and fell silently across his lap. Her toes and fingers dragged on the carpet. Through her skirt, her perfectly shaped, small, tight ass pointed upward into Frank's eyes.

"I'll teach you," Frank promised menacingly.

He swatted Donna's ass savagely with his open palm, making her whimper in sudden pain. "Filthy little slut! You'll never do this again!"

"I'm s-sorry," Donna whispered.

Frank grabbed the hem of her skirt and pulled it viciously up to her waist. His eyes bulged with shock as he saw her bare, creamy asscheeks.

"No panties!" he shrieked. He spanked her again, much harder. Donna felt his open palm smack the crack between her already reddening asscheeks. "Is this how you go out on dates? Bare ass? A high school girl! I'm going to teach you a lesson you'll never forget!"

"I said I'm sorry…"

But Donna's words fell on deaf ears. Frank began to spank her in earnest, angrily slamming his open hand into the cushioned fullness of her asscheeks. The pain was very bad. Donna had been spanked by her father, but those nearly forgotten scenes from her girlhood had been entirely different. Her uncle really wanted to hurt her. Every blow seemed to be harder than the one before. Soon her naked ass was crimson, and she could feel the stinging in her cheeks.

But as Frank continued to spank her, Donna realized she was beginning to get turned on. Her cunt was moistening against his pant leg.

Every time he spanked her ass, she felt an answering thrill of pleasure shoot through her pussy, flooding the soft, pouting lips of her cunt with fresh juice. The aroma of her cunt had to be much stronger now. Why hadn't her uncle mentioned it?

"Unhhh… stop it, Uncle. Please stop!" But Donna knew that she didn't really mean it. Instead she began to rub her cunt on his thigh as he continued to spank her ass, thrusting her pussy against his leg. "Unggghhh… noooo, nnnggggg…"

"Little slut," Frank whispered fiercely, savagely pounding her jiggling asscheeks. "Dirty… filthy… little… slut…"

But he didn't mean it either. Her uncle was getting a hard-on. Donna could feel his cock growing progressively stiffer as he spanked.

At first she could hardly believe it. But there was no mistaking the hard, swollen cockhead poking into her belly through his pants. Not only did Frank have a stiff cock, it was bigger than Stan's, or Tom's, even Steve's.

Donna's pussy was now a dripping, gurgling, horny swamp. Her nipples were painfully stiff, trying to burst through her D-cup bra. She couldn't control herself. Her hand dropped between Frank's thighs. As he continued to spank her ass she groped for his pulsing cock, digging her fingers lustfully into his balls.

"What are you doing?" Frank shrieked. He managed to spank her even more furiously, panting with the effort. "Where have you got your hands? What a whore! You can't even stop yourself from molesting your own uncle. You want to sleep with me, don't you?"

"F-f-fuck meee," Donna moaned. The wanton plea seemed to burble out of her lips of its own volition, as if she couldn't stop herself from adding to her own shame. She squeezed Frank's bulging prick harder, trying to jerk his heavy cock off through his pants. "Please. I want to suck your dick now… let me give you a blow job… unhhhh!"

"Slut! Slut! Filthy slut!"

Donna palled away from him, wriggling off his lap and dropping to her knees between his legs. Her ass was burning, stinging red. She wondered if she'd ever been so horny in her entire life. There was no point in continuing this bizarre but effective foreplay any longer.

Panting with desire, Donna unzipped her uncle's pants. As he stared down at her she reached into the opening and took out his cock. It was thick and long and hard, the biggest prick she'd ever handled in her life. A cluster of veins lined the pink shaft, and the head was fat and purplish and drooling clear cum. Donna couldn't wait to get her lips around it.

"Stop it!" Frank said hoarsely. But he continued to stare at her, making no effort to rise from the chair or push her away. "Don't you dare! You little slut!"

Donna lowered her head. Opening her lips wide, she took the fat spongy knob of his prick deep inside her mouth. The tip rested against her tongue, which she swirled eagerly around it, licking up the juices that poured out of his cum-hole.

"Unhhhh…" Frank shuddered convulsively and thrust his hands behind Donna's head, curling his fingers need fully into her thick, black tresses. "Oh, God… my little niece… unhhhh…"

Donna started sucking. Her cheeks bellowed in and out, puckering one moment and expanding the next, increasing the suction in her hot mouth. She held the shaft of her uncle's cock in both hands and milked it tenderly up and down, encouraging the load of jism to spout upward from his tightened balls.

"Ahhhhh!" All the resistance seemed to leave Frank's body at once. His eyelids fluttered shut, his perpetual grimace dissolved into a lazy, satisfied smile. "Suck it, Donna," he whispered, and began to rock his hips off the chair. "Oh, God… that's so beautiful… suck my dick."

Donna sucked and sucked and sucked, as hard as she possibly could. Her cheeks reddened with the intensity of the blow job. Wet, gulping sounds emerged from the back of her throat as her lips clasped eagerly around the thickness of her uncle's cock. Every time his prickhead pulsed against her tongue, her pussy grew that much wetter with juice. Never before had she felt so turned on.

"Gonna cum!" Frank gasped. He pulled Donna's hair savagely. Then he began to buck his hips in earnest, fucking his big cock farther and farther down her throat. "Unhhh! It's so stiff! Harder, you bitch! Make me cream!"