1. UNCLE LUCAS AND VIKKI—PART 1 OF 3


    Date: 8/1/2015, Categories: Dark Fantasy, Incest, Virginity, Author: Liv Beornwulf, Rating: 83.3, Source: sexstories.com

    Bend over and give it to me. Do it, my sweet, good girl.” I obey. I turn towards the shit chamber, then bow down and lift my ass up the air. My dress falls down on the floor. I step out of it, remaining in just pink panties. Uncle Lucas groans delightfully at seeing my pinkies. He is like, “Baby girl, I am going to fuck you hard. Just wait and you’ll see. Get up on the toilet pot, will you?” I obey. I step up on the shitting pot, having sealed it. My ass shifts further high in the air. Uncle Lucas tugs away my panties with his hand, sniffing them and then jabbing a finger into my ass. Ouch! That doesn’t hurt. It is electrifying. He is fingering my ass—my round, soft ass. I shut my eyes again. He pulls his thumb out and licks my shit. Damn! I had just left the toilet when he pulled me back in, not having used the tissue one hundred per cent correct. Well, if he had told me he was going to fuck my ass, I would have washed my ass a million times in the first place. He puts his thumb before me, teasing me to take a lick of my own poop. Damn him! I lick it with my eyes closed. It doesn’t taste that awful. “Yeah. That is your bitter punishment, baby Vikki, for not cleaning your poop out of your ass correctly.” He smacks my ass with his hands again, smiling to himself happily. “All this big ass, it is mine tonight. I am going to fuck you, and fuck you, until you don’t want to be fucked anymore, girl.” He bends himself down and bites my ass with his teeth playfully. That feels so ...
    divine, I swear. I almost giggled. Suddenly, he places both hands on my ass and begins playing them like a drum. He hits this side, then that side, and that other. He is making noise by doing that. I scold him, “Stop doing that. Someone might hear us.” He doesn’t stop. It seems he is enjoying the feat. His hands kept drumming my ass, making it vibrate and judder helplessly. It is like I am being fucked painlessly. At that moment, Mom calls out from the corridor, “Lacey, are you still there in the loo? Come on, baby. I need to shit there as well. What’s that noise I am hearing? I mean whom are you talking to? I have been standing here for a minute now, and it seems that you talking to someone.” What? I jump down the toilet seat in panic. Mom is out there? What was I going to do? If someone won’t come and take her away, she is going to stand there until I am out of the toilet. She doesn’t have to see Uncle Lucas here with me. What do I do now? “Mom, is that you, well I have a little diarrhea, but I will be out anyway,” it is all I can barely say. Damn. Lucas places his hand on my mouth and tells me, “Shhh, baby girl. You don’t have to say all that stuff. Don’t you think it’s a little bit embarrassing. Stop making a monkey out of yourself.” Oh no. I need this advise from him? He doesn’t know mom from A to Z; that is why he is talking like this. “Leave that to me,” I tell him quietly, “I will handle it.” “You have diarrhea, baby. That is so awful. I will be back. Let me get you ...
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