was uppermost in him.
Susan's nether cheeks reddened under the stinging stroke. Her arms moved restlessly, her hips churned. A greater awareness stole through her of a sensation of stinging and of heat in her bottom. Slender tongues of fire licked between her halfmoons, producing a hot feeling in her nether hole and even causing her succulent slit to moisten.
Noticing that the movements of both her torso and her hips were increasing, Percy ceased his applications of the tawse and dipped an exploratory finger under the sticky slit which his niece offered so blatantly to his view. Yes-there was the expected, slight exudation there: a most promising sign. Moving to the side of her prone form, he bent and turned her flushed face in his direction, falling to his knees and bringing his lips to brush her own lax ones.
Susan's long eyelashes fluttered still. Her eyelids felt too heavy to open completely. The drawing room was seen as in a hazy dream. A tongue licked along her lips-protruded into her mouth. A voice, husky and deep, sounded in her ear.
'Strap, bottom and prick, Susan. Say it after me'.
'St… st… bot, bot, bot', Susan stammered thickly, for the words were like glue in her mouth.
'Learning. You are learning. Repeat that you are learning, Susan'.
'L… l… learning'. Heavy and drowsy her voice. Her tongue was limp to his own but would soon awaken, Percy thought.
'Good girls obey, Susan. Repeat after me, good girls obey'.
'Goo girls, goo girls'.
'What do good girls do, Susan?'
'Bey… Obey'.
'Yes, my dear. Uncle is going to put you to his cock now. Be good. Lie still. Hold your bottom up'.
'Hold…', Susan echoed, her voice sounding hollow.
Percy rose again and moved behind her. Hands caressed Susan's bottom then, causing her hips to roll more agreeably. Fingers sprang her springy cheeks apart, exposing that which she had never thought to expose to man or woman. The unguent that Percy had previously supplied glistened in waiting around her puckered aperture.
Penis erect and head glowing, he thrust his trousers down beyond his knees and gently applied the fiery crest so that its tip nestled against Susan's untried bumhole. At its touch her hips jerked a little, whereat Percy withdrew, moistened the head of his charger with saliva and then unhesitatingly entered it but just an inch within the warm and exquisitely tight hole, this bringing another jerk of his niece's body and a low murmur from her lips.
'Good girls obey, Susan'.
'Hoooo!' Susan moaned. The feeling of the bold intruder was more evident to her now. She made, as Percy well expected, to retract her hips, but the pressure of her stockinged thighs against the end of the sofa prevented it.
For a moment the ring of her bottomhole was so tight that he could enter no further. It was indeed as if his pego were encased in the entrance to a finger of a glove, yet such he had encountered before and knew that the only recourse with such a virginal receptacle was to enter smoothly and with no hesitation.
Accordingly, Percy's own buttocks tightened as he pushed, this producing a mewing sound from Susan who made feebly to raise the upper part of her body whereat he arced over her and clamped his hand firmly around the nape of her neck, so securing her in what he deemed to be the classic position, for quite magically the female supplicant appeared to offer her bottom more freely thus-and Susan did.
True, the marbled cheeks of her derriere made to squirm as his stiff fleshy peg embedded itself remorselessly in her most secret orifice. Little cries of mingling pleasure and despair rose from her. Her face twisted this way and that, her nose rubbing on the seat of the sofa. The plunger- though proceeding slowly as it was-had all but entered her to the full and to her dimmed senses felt both torturous and exciting. It was stretching her, opening her, filling her… OOOOH!
'Pmmmmff!' Susan choked. Her senses, stirred by the deeply-rooting salute of her uncle's penis, were awakening more. The clouds in her mind drifted slowly apart, permitting both light and realisation to enter. Her bottom by now was fully orbed into his belly and beneath her hairy pouch she could feel the swaying of his balls. Yet was it he? Could it possibly be? Was she not being lewdly assaulted by a stranger and dreaming all the rest?
Feeling his grip upon the back of her neck loosen, Susan turned her head and opened her eyes fully, expecting perhaps to see the face of the Devil himself. Yet instead, to her disbelief, her gaze met her uncle's.
'Ah, my love, I am up your bottom at last', Percy croaked.
'NO, Uncle, no! Take it… AAAAH! — you beast, you brute, take it out!'
'Remove my cock from your bottom, my sweet niece?
Never, my dear, for it is going to receive many such salutes, as is your divine nest. Come now, allow me to pump your hole and make not too much fuss of it or I shall bring the tawse to you again, my girl'.
'Mama, Mama, ma-ma! Hooo! Ah! It's too BIG!'
'Quietly, Susan, quietly. You must learn to be quiet', Percy husked, drawing but half of his stiff penis from her sucking hole, but letting the rest remain within as her momentary comforter.
Her sobs resounding, Susan screwed up her eyes. Much as the first entry had teased, taunted and burned her, so the more gentle movements-but an inch or two back and forth-began to assuage her against her will. Clasping her well-sprung cheeks, Percy held her bottomhole exposed while leaning back a trifle to watch with bleared pleasure the rooting of his cock in her. How tightly the rim gripped him still, and yet its natural elasticity allowed increasingly easier movements.
'Don't, don't! How horrible! Oh!' Thus Susan moaned, though her cries had notably quietened again, the breath puffing out from her pursed lips as Percy now began to run his true course, drawing his cock out all but to the rim and then pistoning powerfully into her clinging tube.
'Yee-oooh!Yeee-oooh! Mama, Mama!'
Smack, smack, smack! Susan's bottom sounded against Percy's hard belly while his fervent rod rammed her faster.
'Let me feel your cunt, now, Susan-let me feel it-let Uncle feel it'.
'Gooo! No! Ah!'
Insinuating one hand down between the side of the sofa and her belly, Percy succeeded in cupping her now pulpy slit, sidling the tip of his forefinger around her button which had grown perkier with his pumping motions. Gritting her teeth and grimacing, rolling her eyes and turning her face this way and that on the seat, Susan made one last valiant effort to resist. But in a second or two even more thrilling electrical charges were shooting through her lithe form. Her nub rose even more to Percy's encouraging finger, his cock-jabs up her bottom quickening more.
'Ah, my good girl, give it to me, work your bottom', he husked, licking all around one shell-like ear and at the corner of her mouth.
'Oh-ho! Un-cle!'
But it was a plea now rather than a protest, and one that he wished but to encourage. She was spilling-the sweet girl was actually spilling on his finger, little milky spurts. And such she had probably never sustained before, as he told himself.
Susan indeed had not. In that instant her whole body and mind were transformed from coldness, rigidity and shyness into a blaze of lubricious passion. Her buttocks began to roll lewdly as Percy came upright again, his prick easing back and forth between her springy cheeks to the moaning delight of the pair until with a series of choking gasps he exploded the long shoots of his orgasmic pleasure into the very depths of her flawless bum while Susan again and again sprinkled the rolled top of the sofa arm in her newfound delight.
Long moments passed before the pair finally uncoupled. Percy withdrew his slackening slug from her well- creamed hole while Susan wriggled forward shyly and lay once more along the length of the sofa, hiding her hot face.
Restoring his trousers and feeling somewhat weak at the knees, Percy seated himself precariously beside her on the very edge of the sofa and patted her bottom affectionately.
'Was naughty…'
Susan's muffled voice came to him, her face well hidden, yet there was wondering pleasure in her tone that conveyed much to Percy. Withholding a reply, he continued coaxing her with his fingertips, running them over the
