Fucked Then Depressed

Charlie was good, but he wasn’t Uncle Roger or Rueben, or maybe I just had greater appreciation since they were the first two to ever fuck me. Still I wanted Charlie to pound me asshole into submission, to make me forget my uncles if possible. And Charlie on his behalf was trying to do just that.

“Jesus Christ Denise, if I had known how fucking good you are I would have been doing this to you way earlier than today!”

I was enjoying his cock pounding me, then I remember that Charlie wanted to fuck my pussy some more which i was hoping meant before he came in me. I was then almost jolted off the ottoman we were fucking on when Charlie pulled his cock out of my asshole.

“Fuck Denise, I have to be back in your pussy before I lose it!”

So cock free I scrambled forward off the ottoman only for Charlie to lay down where I just vacated on his back. “”Why don’t you climb up and ride me like a cowgirl, Denise?”

I didn’t need to be told twice, I went to get on top of him, only for Charlie to twirl his first finger on his right hand to me. “Oh no Denise, as much as i would like to see your tits and face i want in reverse!”

So I turned around and sat down. Charlie held his cock until he placed it at the opening of my pussy and cried out when I took it deep into my pussy. Then Charlie took a hold on my thighs before my knees and held my legs wide apart so he could drill his cockdeeper into my pussy. I was breathing a little faster as was Charlie, but we both managed to let the other know how much we were enjoying getting fucked.

I lost all sense of time and space which was only returned to me when Charlie pulled his cock out of my pussy and gently moved me off him. Then he stood and helped me to lay down where he had just got up from. Standing on the floor, Charlie grabbed me by my ankles and spread my legs so he could thrust his cock back into my pussy.

Charlie returned thrusting in and out of my pussy. We locked eyes onto each other and it was all I could do not to scream “YES!” Suddenly Charlie started to shake then cried out “CHRIST DENISE, I’M GONNA CUM!”

I thought that Charlie was going to pull his cock out of me. I mean neither Uncle Roger or Rueben ever came in me, nor did they ever tried to. But not Charlie, he thrusted once more going as deep as he could get then let his cum flow.. My pussy got heated before Charlie pulled his cock out, shooting a last stream against my pussy lips and dribbling down onto my asshole.

“Hey Asshole, what If I get pregnant?”

“Convince one of your uncles that he did it!”

Then the asshole that Charlie was came out! All he wanted to do was fuck me. He had no intention of taking any responsibility if something went wrong. I was crying as Charlie left and when my uncles got home. Eventually I calmed down and told them both what happened. To a man both of them said they would cross that issue if it arose in the future. I went to shower then went to my room feeling depressed.

I never saw Charlie again, my uncles never even talked about him. Then about a week ago I read a headline in the evening paper Uncle Rueben brought home with him about a man answering Charlie’s description being found face down in the local drainage ditch on Culver Street. The article went on to say that the reek of **** was overwhelming on the body even though it was found in a foot of water.