Linda's strange vacation

“Oh, that's fine,” murmured the transported youngster. “It's delicious. I love it so.” The uncle remained spellbound as though he were contemplating two gorgeous hunks of fruit. He squeezed the buttocks as though he wanted to rip them off.

“And now comes the fun. We are going to see whether you'll like what I am going to do?” Linda's mind reeled in a mad attempt to ward off what might be a true disaster. A sudden thought occurred to her. Perhaps he would be less brutal if she pretended that she wanted it as much as he. He might lose interest.

It was worth taking the chance for she had nothing more to risk.

“Do what you like? You can do whatever you choose, uncle dear.” Somehow her voice sounded unassured and weak.

He waited for nothing more. He had the permission and even if he hadn't it would have amounted to the same thing. Arthur turned her over and her head was quickly buried in between the two silky pillowy. Through her spread out legs she was able to see the enormous cock wend its way toward her rump. It rolled around as though it were getting its bearing and then it stiffened in aim and finality of purpose. At that moment Linda knew she was doomed. She closed her eyes and breathed heavily.

Instinctively she recoiled and tried to dodge his thrust, but it was too late. He had already lodged the head of his member in the tiny opening. A tear fell from the cheek of the unlucky adolescent. Arthur noticed the whimpering of his child?like niece, but it made no difference or alternation in his operations. He attacked for a second time, lubricating the anus with saliva and a adept finger.

“You see, little doll, you'll never be a real woman until you're deflowered right her in this region. It may just as well be me…”

And he proved what he meant. With one heave he burst through that tight band of flesh into the entrails of his beloved niece. Linda let out a savage howl. She had never felt such a painful sensation before. It was a profound suffering that caught in her throat. A staff of masculine flesh had protruded her anal sector with all the animal force needed to rupture a tiny, undefended aperture.

Thoughts spun in her broken head. 'That's not the way one makes love. He's trying to kill me..' Her body remained pinned to the divan with her hopeless thighs spread apart and her face tormented and crisped on the pillow. Linda was in a stupor. The only reaction and return to life she could muster up was the repulsion toward her uncle's biting embraces on the neck and his teeth marks against her mouth. He was horrid to her, she mused. Who could have such a wicked, monstrous uncle.

Uncle Arthur was only half in the small opening. He still had his work to cut out, so to speak, and he was never one who shirked a task, whether it was literature or love. For this man both of them entertwined and drained his very senses.

He plunged once more, only more brutally, more indecently. He managed to strike bottom of the stricken girl who seemed to bob and remain paralyzed with her neck stretching taut and her eyelids tightly closed.

The grey?templed man accelerated his movements while he played with the red?lipped vagina of his lovely niece. Linda was unaware, due to the violent pain, that she had two rectal orgasms. Only during the second one did the element of pleasures enter into play. A strange smile crept over her like a light veil of soft silk.

Her uncle rolled on her like a rough sea captain. His pleasure was immense as the sea and as hopeful as a sky of deep blue.

“Tell me, Linda, does it hurt? I think you are beginning to enjoy it. You're as wet as a little puppy… Come now own up with it.”

“I… I… like it. Yes… It's good.” Her voice was oozing with a certain sensual hovering shrill.

“My little pup, pup, pup.” Her uncle whispered in her ear and then pushed up and laughed heartily as though a victory had been won.

Linda moaned with the new onslaught of pleasure that filled her body. This time she felt that she was on the verge of having an orgasm. Stimulated and prepared she wished to carry the position to its ultimate glory. So she took the man's testicles and adeptly toyed with them. She even pulled on them indicated that he should not spare the rod to spoil the child. Linda wanted him deep, very deep within her.

Arthur was getting his just due now. He reeled with the throbbing sensation of pre?orgasm pleasure. The man roared with joy and impulsively bit into Linda's back as he hammered away with his huge instrument.

Linda felt, her orgasm ooze bit by bit, and then to strengthen! her own charge, Arthur unleashed his wild winds and inundated the excavated cavern. The young girl seethed and hissed with a vaporous pleasure as white drips of joy dripped down over her vaginal construction falling on the expensive divan. Her guts were wounded, but her body descended to an unknown paradise.