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(Uncensored) Forbidden Attraction - Chapter 2
🕑 Added 2025-02-04 01:06:50 +0000 UTCAll characters are consenting adults (18+) That night, my mind was fucking burning with hot thoughts and forbidden desires. The image of my uncle Miguel, that son of a bitch, naked as on the day he was born, was still etched in my head like an iron mark. I wondered what would have happened if you had seen me spying on him while he was naked. It was a mix of guilt and excitement that had me fucking on edge, and I couldn’t sleep a fuck.
I tried to close my eyes, but instead of finding sleep, my mind began to weave a fantasy so hot that it made me gasp. I saw myself in the kitchen, preparing breakfast as a daily ritual at my uncle’s house. The sun’s rays crept through the window, creating a warm atmosphere that gave me goose bumps.
Suddenly, I felt a presence behind me, a presence that made me tremble with anticipation. A big, rough hand with thick fingers like sausages covered my eyes, and a deep, familiar voice, like the purr of a lion, whispered in my ear: "Guess who’s touching you, asshole?". I recognized that voice as a sex god. It was my fucking uncle Miguel. My heart tumbled and my cock began to harden like a rock.
"Uncle?" I asked, pretending to be an innocent boy, although my body was already responding to his touch.
"Yeah, it’s me, and I have a gift that’s gonna make you lose your fucking head," he said, and his hand slid down my waist like a snake, grabbing my ass hard. I felt his cock hard as a steel bar pressing against my back, and I stood still, wishing he’d fuck me right there.
"What the fuck are you doing?" I murmured, though inside I begged not to stop.
"I have been watching you, Daniel," he whispered, and his warm breath spiked my skin. " I know you liked what you saw today, and I’m here to give you what you so much want, asshole".
I felt a shiver of anticipation as his hand moved towards my abdomen, caressing my naked skin. In my dream, I had taken off my shirt, and its touch was like an electric shock that ran all over me.
"What... what do you mean?" I stuttered, feeling my cock grow and harden like a fucking iron.
Without waiting for an answer, my son of a bitch uncle gently pushed me towards the kitchen table, leaning over it like a submissive bitch. I felt his hairy body pressing against my back, and his warm breath on my neck made me shudder.
"You’re a naughty bitch, aren’t you?" she whispered, and her wet tongue ran through my ear, making me moan. " You like to look at your uncle naked, but now you will have to pay the price".
His words got me to the limit. My fucking uncle bent down, splitting my legs with his knees like a fucking teacher. I felt his beard scratch my neck as his hand slid down my thigh, lifting my leg and exposing my ass ready to be taken.
"Look you have a beautiful ass, asshole," he said, and his hand landed in my hole, stroking it softly. " Wonder how your sweet virgin hole tastes".
Before I could answer, I felt her tongue, hot and wet like fire from hell, licking my asshole, making my body tender with pleasure. The bastard was sucking my ass, and the feeling was so fucking incredible that I almost came right there. His hands were squeezing my buttocks, separating them to have better access to my treasure.
"Ah... man, you’re going to make me run..." I groaned, unable to contain myself.
"Yeah, whine to me, bitch," she said, and her tongue moved more intensely, exploring every corner of my ass like it was a fucking treat.
The sensation was too intense, and my body began to shake like a fucking leaf. I ran, shouting his name, while my uncle kept sucking my ass.
"Mmm, delicious, bastard," my uncle said, getting up and shoving me against the table. "Now it’s your turn to please me".
He turned me hard, and I found myself face to face with his cock, a huge and thick dick that looked like a fucking horse. " Suck, bitch", she ordered, and her voice was authoritative and fucking hot.
I obeyed like a fucking slave, grabbing his cock with one hand and taking it to my mouth. I licked and sucked it, feeling its salty taste and rough texture on my tongue. The bastard groaned and grabbed my hair, pushing his cock deeper into it, as if he wanted to reach my throat.
"That’s it, good bitch," he said. "Now you’re gonna feel what it’s like to have a real man inside of you, asshole".
He picked me up like a feather and took me into the room, throwing me in bed like a doll. He stood over me, and I felt the tip of his cock pressing against my hole, ready to invade me.
"Are you ready, bitch?" he asked, and before I could answer, he pushed hard, penetrating my ass like a wild beast.
The initial pain turned into indescribable pleasure, and I groaned like a fucking madman as my uncle began to move, pumping his cock inside me like a piston. His hands grabbed my hips, guiding their onslaught with precision.
"Now you’ll be my toy, asshole," she whispered, and her voice was a mixture of desire and possession. "I’m gonna fuck you like the whore you are".
I moved under him, feeling every inch of his cock filling me to the core. My body responded to his movements, and soon I found myself pushing up, wishing he would fuck me deeper.
"Yeah, so, take my dick, bitch," moaned my uncle, and his pace was accelerating like a runaway train. "I’m going to fill you with milk until it bursts".
His words got me even more excited, and within minutes I felt his body tense and his cock throbbing inside of me. I came for the second time that night, shouting her name as her hot milk filled my ass.
I woke up sweating like a pig, my underwear glued to my body and wet with my own cum. My heart was beating like a drum, and I realized that I had had a wet dream, a sexual dream so intense and explicit that it had left me marked. What the fuck did this mean? Was it normal to want to be fucked by your own uncle?
I sat in bed, confused and excited like a teenager. The dream had been so real, so vivid, that I could feel my uncle’s taste in my mouth and the warmth of his body over mine. But I knew it was just a fantasy, a fucking forbidden fantasy that I couldn’t share with anyone, not even myself.
