He gets a hold of my right leg and drapes it over his shoulder, kneeling fully to give himself the balance he needs. He grabs my buttocks and thrusts his tongue forward, lapping and sucking; sucking, and driving me to the precipice of madness.
My phone beeps twice and vibrates against my mahogany desk. I pick it up and swipe across the screen to unlock it. 12 missed calls.
She gasped when his lips met her naked skin. He nuzzled her softly, teasing the tiny bulb occasionally with his bottom lip. She rocked her hips back and forth, offering herself to him and trying to get him to go lower. He nodded up and down, stroking..
Something clattered in the darkness. “Jesus Christ!” she jerked and turned around. The light switch clicked on. “Oh, it’s you,” she signed with relief, “you half scared me to death.” “Fear fear,” a voice teased, stepping into the orangish glow of the refrigerator light. “midnight snack attack?”
Aunty Kathy was leaning over the railing, and Uncle Charlie was behind her, squatted between her legs. Her flowery tea party dress was lifted over her bum and her red lacy lingerie dangled around one ankle. He ran his palms over her bum, gently nuzzling his…
I have a crush on my uncle. I have a silly crush on my uncle, and I don’t know what to do about it. His name is Charles Uchenna “Uche” Nwagu, but my siblings and I have called him uncle Charlie ever since he…
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