Linda's strange vacation

Her uncle revealed two strong legs and a muscular torso. His chest was covered with dark crinkly hair the same color that outlined his huge sex. As he eyed Linda who was undressing slowly with a contorted expression on her face, his cock went up like a flag?pole. In a few seconds his prick had taken on the respectable proportions of the last half?hour.

Linda seemed drained of all thoughts and pluck to fight back. She was incapable of making a gest.

Arthur's fierce eyes burnt right through her while the same cruel mouth twisted in delight and terrible passion.

“Ah, you don't want to behave, is that it? Well, we shall see about that. I'll have you just the same.” She had not as yet taken off her blouse and Arthur with one fell swoop of his large hand ripped it from her body. Her eyes almost popped out of their sockets when he did the same with her bra. Linda's breasts vibrated in the air. Ravaged and hungry, uncle Arthur pounced on her and merciless bit into those two ripe fruit with the raspberry trimming.

Linda felt the teeth marks and she cried out in pain. The sudden burst brought him back to his senses and he let up for an instant looking strangely at the girl who dared to defy him.

With a thrust of his hand he ripped off her skirt and then put his fingers around the elastic waist?band of her panty and snapped the cord ripping the nylon under garment.

Linda was now completely nude. Her uncle leaned heavily on her as she was forced to arch over the table.

His weight and extreme passion crushed her and she felt the jabs of many items that loitered on the table.

Bites and kisses were bestowed upon her mouth neck and breasts.

Uncle Arthur backed off for awhile and contemplated his victim.

“She's well?made, my little niece.” He laughed and spoke to himself. “Is she really a woman now? Do you know what one does to delicious little girls like you?” With one hand he pushed her legs apart and stabbed a finger brutally in her anus. Linda squeeled, but her uncle pushed harder with his finger.

“Now, don't scream.” He rubbed his cook against her belly. It was as hard as a policeman's club. “What are you going to do when you have this up there?” He indicated his words by applying pressure with his buried finger.

Linda screeched an 'ouch'. She was horrified by the thought that his big instrument would pulverize her rose?bud behind. Even a finger hurt as it went back and forth. What would an enormous piston like his do to her? The idea made her faint. She spread her legs wider apart to relieve the pressure of the thick finger.

Pleasure mixed with pain ebbed in the cellar of her lower body. The tickling sensation close to her vaginal hollow was undeniable agreeable in some ways although it plugged up her very tiny aperture. “You're beginning to like it, aren't you? Very well.”

He withdrew his finger and inhaled with satisfaction. He played the part of an aging tarzan.

“Come here. We're going to do 'it' on the divan.” He led her by her rump which she found embarrassing to say the least.

Delicately he lay her on the soft divan. Linda felt the rigid sex against her body and awaited the tormenting moment to unveil itself, the moment when he would penetrate. She was sure he would be brutal about it and it would all come about when she would be unprepared for it. She was not had by her uncle's 'scotch showers', sweet and then brutal. No, he was too jealous of what Bert had accomplished with her and he wanted to be one up on his loathsome nephew.

She sensed his preparation, his heat and his terrifying, throbbing sex.

He leaned over his niece and bade her open her thighs. She obeyed and watched his face sink like the sun as it buried itself in her sex. His tongue healed her vagina which had been wounded by the assaults of cousin Bert.

It was the first time she realized that this area still hurt.

Then he put his mouth at her anus and penetrated with the tip of his tongue. Uncle Arthur was full of improvisations. She hoped that he meant his tongue and not his thing. Linda prayed that he would reconsider his terrible plan.

What he was doing to her now proved to be entirely to her liking. He licked around the orifice and then tongued slightly in the interior like a timid bee. It sent chills of warm delight up and down her spine. She even enjoyed his chiding bites on her rump that caused her to squirm. Linda wiggled her buttocks in order to please her uncle whom she hoped would spare her.

Arthur was drunk with the intoxication of love. He began to lick her furiously. Both the vagina and anus were neatly combed by the unfailing tongue, but the anus was particularly favorized.

Linda started to moan with pleasure. It felt good, but really good. Squeels of animal delight issued from her wet lips.

“Do you like that?” cried Arthur with his face buried in the croupe.