This story is a continuation of a very terrific story on this site called “Peekaboo” by by BigMac.

About ten minutes later, Sandra came into the room wearing her mothers’ bathrobe. I just sat and looked at her, as she turned off the TV. She walked to the center of the room and slowly opened and then dropped the robe. She had put on her mothers thigh high nylons, high heels, and nothing else. She stood there turning and letting me look at her.

“What is this all about?”, I laughed.

“Oh, nothing...” She said as she slowly turned in front of me. She even bent at the waist when she was turned away from me. Her little pussy was peaking out from between her cheeks.

She then walked slowly over to me and reached for my zipper. I, of course, was hard as a rock. I helped her pull my cock out and her hand encircled it as soon as it came in to view. I asked her what Bob had said to her and she blushed and said that, if I agreed to go over to Bob’s on Sunday, she was to go get naked and then to play with me like she did last Sunday. I asked if she did everything that Bob asked her to do. She said “I have to, I’m his naughty little slave, remember?”

Still holding my cock, Sandra jumped on top of my prone body and spread her legs on either side of my head as she pumped and sucked on my cock. I had a great view of her delicate little pussy and I could see that it was getting wet.

Sandra continued stroking and sucking on my now very stiff cock and slid back until her pussy was right at my mouth, She faced back and said “lick me Daddy.” I began licking her very wet pussy as she went back to sucking me. Before long, I started cumming, spewing gobs of cum into her sweet mouth. That seemed to trigger Sandra’s own orgasm and she stiffened, rubbing her pussy hard on my tongue and squirting a steady stream of her girl cum all over my face and mouth.

We both laid there in post orgasmic bliss for a few minutes. Then Sandra slid off the chair to her knees, still holding my flaccid cock.

When I regained my composure, I said, “So you’re still Uncle Bob’s little slave, huh. Why is that?” Sandra said, “I don’t know. I guess it’s because he has such a big thing.”

I said “cock” it’s called a cock.

Sandra continued “because Uncle Bob has such a big cock. When we get home from playing with Uncle Bob, I go up to my room and take off my clothes, lay on my bed and think about Uncle Bob’s big cock and rub myself between my leg and it feels soooo good.

I said, “you’re right, Bob does have a very big cock.” Sandra was stilling holding my cock and I think she must have felt it twitch a little when I said that because she said “Do you think about Uncle Bob’s big cock too?”

I was still laying back in the recliner and shyly said “I guess a little.” As I said that, my dick stiffened a little more and Sandy started stroking it again. I continued laying back and my cock got fully hard. Sandra pumped it quicker and asked “are you thinking about Uncle Bob’s big cock now?” I moaned a soft “yes”. Then Sandra said, “Uncle Bob thinks you want to be his slave too.” When she said that, my cock started shooting ropes of cum all over her pumping hand. Sandy jumped up and was able to catch the last few spirts in her eager mouth. After a bit, we both went up and went to our beds.

On Sunday I got up early. When I went downstairs, Sandra was already making sandwiches for our trip. When she got done and I’d had my morning coffee, we got dressed and packed up and started off to Bob’s house. The address Bob had given Sandra was in a town a little over an hour from our house. We didn’t talk much during our trip. Sandra was squirming in the seat trying to rub her tight shorts against her eager pussy and I had a perpetual hard-on.

We found Bob’s house easily. It was a big house in a nice neighborhood. We pulled in the driveway and went to the door and knocked. Bob called out from inside “come on in, the door’s unlocked.”

We opened the door and went in. I closed the door and locked it subconsciously knowing that we wouldn’t want anyone barging in on what was going to be happening inside. Sandy and I went in and sat on a couch in the living room by the door. Bob was in the middle of the living room dressed in only a robe, and it was easy to see from the tenting of the robe that he had a full erection.

Bob said, “Did you have any trouble finding the place?” I told him no and the traffic was light so we made good time. Then Bob turned to Sandra and said,”Well, cutie, are you ready to play with your uncle Bob?” Sandra shyly nodded her head and said, “Yes Uncle Bob.”

Bob instructed her, “First get up and take off all your clothes”. Sandra blushed, but got up and began removing her tee shirt. As she started undoing her shorts, Bob opened his robe and his enormous erect cock came into view. Again, it seemed even larger than the last time I’d seen it. Bob told her, “When we are in my house, I want you to say ‘Yes Master’.” Sandra stared at his huge cock saying “Yes Master” and continued pulling off her shorts and panties.

When she was completely naked, Sandy took a step toward Bob and dropped to her knees. Still staring at the cock that seemed to be entrancing her, she crawled up to Bob and began to jack him off with both her hands. As she stroked his cock, she pulled it down so she could wrap her lips around the giant head as she licked and sucked on it. Bob smiled down at her and said,” Were you good to your Daddy after we talked on the phone like I told you?” Sandra reluctantly pulled her mouth off Bob’s cock and said, “Yes Master” and went immediately back to sucking on his cock. Then Bob asked, “Did you make him lick your pussy like I told you too?” Sandy again looked up at Bob and said, “Yes Master and it felt so good, just like you said.”

Sandy went back to stroking and sucking on Bob’s cock. But I noticed she was only using one hand to jack the huge cock even though it wouldn’t fit even half way around it. The other hand seemed busy between her legs. I didn’t have a good angle to see, but I was sure she was rubbing her adorable young pussy with that hand. I’ll bet I could have seen that it was very wet too if I’d had the right view.