1. Uncle Lucas and Vikki - EDITED


    Date: 8/8/2015, Categories: Dark Fantasy, Anal, Authoritarian, Incest, Author: Liv Beornwulf, Rating: 50, Source: sexstories.com

    again….and again. “Damn, you are making me cum. 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. You’ll see what I am talking about. Get up this toilet pot, will you please?” I obey. I step up on the shitting pot, having already sealed it. My ass shifts further high. Uncle Lucas tugs away my panties with his hand, then suddenly sniffs them and jabs 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 asshole 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. “Yes, baby; this is your bitter punishment for not cleaning the poop out of your ass correctly.” He smacks my ass with his hands again, smiling to himself happily. “This big ass will be mine tonight, don’t you think so? I am going to fuck, and fuck you, until you don’t want to be fucked anymore.” He ...
    bends himself down, biting my ass with his teeth playfully. That feels wonderfully divine, I swear. I almost giggle. Suddenly, he places both hands on my ass and begins playing it is 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 this moment, Mom calls out from the corridor, “Lacey, are you still in there, honey? Come on, baby. I need to shit 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 are talking to someone.” What? I jump down the toilet seat in panic. Mom is out there? What am I going to do? If someone won’t come and take her away, she is going to stand there until the minute I am out of this toilet. She doesn’t have to see Uncle Lucas here with me, like this! What do I do now? “Mom, is that you, well….I have a bit 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, “Shh, baby girl. You don’t have to say all that stuff. Don’t you think that’s a little embarrassing? Stop making a monkey out of yourself, please.” Oh no. I need advice from him, honestly? He doesn’t know mom from A to Z; that is why he is talking like that. “Leave that to me,” I tell him ...
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