A Long Time Cumming

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Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa, Consensual, Uncle, .

Desc: Erotica Sex Story: A girl, even after being married is obsessed with having sex with her uncle.



His fingers gently rolled over the nipple of my right breast while he teased my left breast with his soft tongue, but the need for further foreplay was not necessary, I was more than ready for him to enter me.

A soft moan escaped my lips as his thick cock began its decent to the depths of my dripping cunt, a sensation that made me quiver with delight. As always, he began the slow but steady rhythm that he somehow knew I enjoyed.

As his pace began to quicken, I wrapped my legs around his waist and pulled him closer to me. My hips began to rise up to meet his inward thrusts that allowed the thick mat of pubic growth to stimulate my clit even further, as I desperately tried to reach the pinnacle with him.

Deeper and faster, his cock plunged into me, and I could feel my orgasm begin to build. My legs and arms were now tightly wrapped around him and I could feel his heart pounding in his chest. I new he was getting close, as I, then it was over.

I stared through the darkness at the ceiling above my bed, and then over at the dim glow of the clock radio that revealed it was 2:37 a.m. Once again the erotic dream of having Derrick fuck me invaded my mind while I slept, a dream that I so much wanted to become reality, but how?

As I recalled the ecstasy that consumed me as I slept, my fingers slid into my dripping slit and my thumb attacked my excited clit. It didn't take long; it never did after Derrick fucked me in my sleep, before my body shook with pleasure.

The soft buzz of the clock radio that echoed through my bedroom awoke me gently and I was grateful that this was Friday and another long workweek was over and a special weekend about to begin.

I made my way to the bathroom and stood next to the tub as the water warmed before I climbed in for a refreshing shower. I washed the dried juices that coated my inner thighs that were left from the satisfying cum I had given myself during the night and fantasized it was Derricks cum that was disappearing down the drain.

As I drove the five miles to work I thought of David, my fiancé, and the plans I made for us this weekend. Monday he was scheduled to begin his very first two-week excursion with the National Guard he had recently joined, and with Saturday being six months to the day he popped the question I thought a weekend of fucking his brains our was in order.

After reading a brochure about the "lovers hideaway" I decided to make reservations. At bit costly, but it was something I knew David would enjoy it, as well as I. A smile came over me as I thought of what his reaction might be when he found out just where we were going when suddenly I thought of being there with Derrick, not David.

The rest of the way to work I fought with myself about the desire I had for Derrick trying to rationalize it was just a fantasy, but I knew I truly wanted him to bed me even though I was engaged to a boy I loved, and Derrick was a married man.

The fact that he was married wasn't a problem, many married men have succumbed to the temptation of another women, especially if the woman was a pretty nineteen-year old such as I, and one that wanted sex and nothing more. No, him being married was not the problem; it was because he was married to my mother's younger sister, aunt Kathy.

I wasn't interested in "stealing" him from auntie Kathy, I didn't love him anymore that as an uncle, but I was so terribly attracted to uncle Derrick sexually it was driving me crazy.

I loved David, and sex with him was unbelievably satisfying, so why I wanted uncle Derrick I couldn't understand. What I did understand was that I wanted and desired to be a total slut for uncle Derrick. I wanted him to use me in any manner his wished for his sexual pleasure. There would be nothing I wouldn't do for him in bed, or any other place if came to sex. Why, I couldn't answer that, but it was something I was obsessed with.

Six months later David and I got married, and that night as uncle Derrick danced with me, a dance just before the tossing of the bouquet and David removing my garter, I started to daydream about Derrick. How enjoyable it would be if he and I could sneak into the bathroom or the coatroom and have him fuck me while I was in my wedding dress. I thought how exciting it would be to sit in that chair as David removed my garter with my panties drenched with Derrick's cum, cum that would surely ooze from my pussy the remainder of the evening.

At first I thought that once David and I were married and I was getting it every night, the desire for uncle Derrick would cease, but it didn't. Many times over the next several months I would fantasize it was uncle Derrick's cock that was pleasing me, not my husbands while we made love. At family functions I would get so horny just seeing him that I would have to go to the bathroom to relieve the sexual tension that had built up.

Four years and two children later I was alone when David's guard unit had been mobilized and sent to Iraq. I was terrified that he would get wounded, or worse and had trouble sleeping at night. Fortunately, he ended up stationed someplace where it wasn't quite as dangerous, and we could "talk" to each other daily via the Internet.

Relieved that he was somewhat safe, I was able to sleep better at night, except those nights that the continuing erotic dreams of Derrick haunted me. Being awakened constantly in the middle of the night with the desire for sex was too much, so I purchased a vibrating rubber cock to satisfy my urge for sexual relief.

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