by the full, bulging of her behind into soft, warm-looking creamy white buttocks and the long, milk thighs tapering below. She was shivering all over now.
'My Christ!' His voice trembled. 'You're beautiful, child…! Come here… lay down beside me. I-I've got to feel you…!'
She did, moving as if mechanically, desperately trying to block off her mind from all sense of reality, thoughts of Phillip and he alone filling her brain… for you, my darling, Phillip… I'd endure the tortures of the damned for you… Oh, my God!
She sensed his great weight rolling toward her as she lay on her back beside him, eyes tightly shut… smelling his odor of soap and cologne and sweat… Then! His thick, stubby hot hand clutched her breast, stroking, squeezing and kneading, his breath hot and sour in her face. She rolled her head away from him and felt a portion of his massiveness move over and above her breast. He was kissing them hungrily and she steeled herself to keep from cringing beneath him as his wet, wormish lips traced their moist paths to the tips, hardening them in spite of her revulsion.
She couldn't restrain herself from opening her eyes and glancing at the huge head hovering above her chest. Nervous beads of sweat had begun to roll along his jowls as his fat wet palms glided unimpeded over the firm contours, cupping and twisting them brutally until Laurie whimpered aloud from the pain and humiliation. Then, they were moving down over the flatness of her belly toward the mound of hair-covered flesh at her pelvis… lingering and teasing there before moving further downward in an attempt to trace the thin, tight red slit she was protecting between clenched thighs.
'Open them!' he gasped. She did, slightly. 'Wider… wider, damnit!'
Overwhelming shame enveloped her as she felt his pudgy finger teasing the soft curls of pubic hair around the lips of her vagina while his heavy head lay cushioned upon her breasts. She felt the thick digit move inside her, spreading the flanges of her pussy open as it slid upward through the moist, pink, velvety flesh, gliding between its inner petals to the nub of her clitoris, flicking at it maddeningly, until with a sudden uncontrollable groan, she felt it begin a gentle involuntary jerking into hardness.
In spite of her revulsion toward the depraved act, he, her own uncle, was subjecting her to, she realized he was raising unwanted sensations of desire in her. Her whimpers of humiliation and torment tapered off into deeper moans of forced pleasure. Slyly, his thick finger moved down to the small opening of her vagina and into her. She gasped at the sudden, slick entry, her thighs moving a little further apart and she, couldn't contain the tear of shame that dribbled down the side of her face into her hair. Her heart had begun to pound with a mixture of feelings she was helpless to control. Her armpits and between her legs felt hot and moist.
At first, the finger hurt slightly and she groaned, biting at her lip. Then, it was smoothing around inside her while his thumb played with her clitoris… and then, he was moving his great body down in the bed, slipping his other massive hand beneath her buttocks to hold them and push them toward the probing finger.
'Christ, your ass is like hot butter,' he wheezed, pressing his face into her soft, white belly, kissing and sucking the resilient flesh into his small wet mouth.
His thumb continued teasing salaciously at her clitoris while his thick finger moved around in circles… in and out of her rapidly dilating vagina. Her face was enflamed she knew she would carry this shame to the grave… but still, in spite of herself her vaginal passage was moistening… Suddenly, a second thick finger moved into her and she gasped once more. Wetly, they began to slip and pummel the sensitive walls of her cunt, plunging deeper and deeper through the still tight ring of flesh and into the cavity; she groaned and her legs strained away, but he pushed her buttocks up, keeping a tight hold on them as he persisted in his penetration.
'You're getting excited,' he said to her. 'You're beginning to like it, eh? Feels good… even though it's me doing it…'
Laurie bit silently at her lower lip. God, it did… it did feel good! And there was some perverse thrill in the shame of being treated this way by this horrible monstrosity… her own uncle. His thumb tweaked her clitoris unmercifully and she had to fight down the urge to tense and untense her legs in tempo with the maddening massaging. She felt her legs slithering wider and wider apart against the linen of the bed, opening her tormented cuntal split further to his perverted assault.
'That's it, Baby,' he panted. 'Open your sweet cunt all the way to me. Like that… yeah… that's a good girl. You never believed your old uncle could bring you such pleasure, eh? Did you? Now, tell the truth… did you?'
Oh God… she was fast losing all sense of control. She tried to contain herself, not answering him, endeavoring to hold back the short telltale breaths of her heaving breasts and stomach, but it was useless. Her vagina tingled excitedly and her clitoris was a throbbing delight. Her buttocks began to strain together on the hand that was under them, her thighs to jackknife and squirm. Little moans began to emit unwanted from her lips and her mouth opened in harmony with her vagina. He continued to mouth lewd words at her, adding to her desire, and she was too far gone to fight against it.
'Christ, you're wet,' he hissed, poking his finger between her relaxed buttocks cupped in his hand. She felt it worming its way up into her anus… first knuckle joint, then the second. She didn't care, not anymore. The pain seemed to double the debasing perversity of her pleasure. It was as if a penis was moving into her there, a fat short prick… moving upward into her rectum, sending more and wilder sensations to course through her desire racked body. 'Shit!' he gasped. 'I can't stand it any more. Get up on top of me… over my face. Now! I've got to eat that sweet, tight pussy, Baby. I've got to…!'
His fingers slipped out of her cunt with a wet sucking noise and he moved up in the bed, rolling to his back.
Laurie hardly knew what she was doing… only responded to his orders. Subconsciously, she climbed atop the mountain of flesh as his hands clasped at her waist to manipulate her body with ease to where he wanted it and on her knees she spread her thighs on either side of his head so that the open fissure of her moist, pink cunt hovered a fraction of an inch above his mouth. She felt his hands move down over her hips to the full, rounded cheeks of her bottom and clutch them; one in each hand… and then his tongue shot into her wide-spread slit in furious exploration.
She moaned aloud as he licked up through the moist, raw flesh, convulsing at the sudden shocking touch of his tongue tip with the tiny throbbing bud of her clitoris… only to descend again and thrust its full length into the warm sensitive depths of her vagina.
'Oooohhh,' she moaned, her buttocks twitching and jerking in his hands as he levered her crotch against his face and she wound her hands in his thinning hair to keep herself from swooning.
She gaped down between her large, firm breasts at the ogre-like head moving up and down, in and out, in depraved ritual between her soft white thighs as the maddening, electrifying jolts of sensation screamed through her. She sensed her own hands ungovernably pulling the bloated head tighter into her loins. The tongue smoothed into her, swirling against the tingling vaginal walls, then out again and up the length of her slit to her clitoris, encircling it… twitting it, until his lips closed over it and he sucked the soft wet flesh into his mouth, his teeth worrying the tiny bud gently, sending all kinds of galvanic, erotic messages through her body.
She strained against him, lewd waves of utterly depraved excitement completely engulfing her. The undeniable pressure had begun to build inside her. She watched, mesmerized as he labored down between her legs, his mouth and tongue licking and sucking hungrily at the open split of her moist, pink cunt, the lewd wet slurping sounds causing the mounting force building inside her to move toward its pinpointed apex with every passing second.
She was going to come… any moment now! Yes… yesss… any…
He stopped!
'Oh God no, don't stop now!' she begged. 'Please… just a little more, Uncle Julian…?'
His strength amazed her as he lifted her off him like a baby, roughly twisting her around in mid air until she was on her stomach, draped over the almost inhuman tower of his bulging middle like a child atop a haystack. He had pulled open his robe and her soft nakedness sunk into the oozing putty-like grayish flab of his flesh with her head pointed at his feet, her face above his crotch, the sudden sight of his almost hairless, fat-hidden genitals sending waves of helpless revulsion through her.
'Oh God… no… no please… not that!' she pleaded, clutching her eyes shut tight and shaking her head, her long hair flailing wildly about her shoulders.
'Suck it!' he barked. 'Godamn you, suck it! You're not too good for it anymore! You hear? Suck it!'
He could no longer reach her cunt with his mouth or tongue for her bottom lay exposed to him half way
