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Subject: Your Uncle Is Dangerous This should be in the incest category. Thanks! ________________________________ Your Uncle Is Dangerous By Ferris ail Please donate to . You can donate here: fty This is fiction. If you would like to be notified when a new story or installment will be released, please email me with the name of the story. I welcome correspondence. _________________________ Uncle Henry stopped coming around last week. He used to always pick me up from school on Thursdays, and he hadn’t for weeks. No one said anything about it except that I’d walk home on Thursdays now but that mom could still pick me up every other day. No one told me anything anyways, so I didn’t think it was too weird. The walk home from school wasn’t far anyway, and I only had to do it once a week. It was like that all school year, and then the first week of school the next fall, Uncle Henry was back. I was glad because I’d just started the middle school, and it was a much longer walk back home. We drove home like usual, and Uncle Henry let me out. I didn’t say anything to anyone — I just assumed things were back to normal now. şişli travesti Uncle Henry picked me up every Thursday and dropped me off at home. It was October, and we were planning Halloween and our costumes. Uncle Henry usually accompanied us for Halloween and was involved with the planning but not this year. I didn’t ask anything since I figured I wouldn’t get an answer, but my little sister did. “Your uncle is dangerous,” my mom said in a spooky Halloween voice as she made claws and my sister ran playfully screaming from the room. I looked at mom confused, but she didn’t explain further. “Why would mom say that?” I asked my uncle the next Thursday in his truck. “I think it’s because she doesn’t like some stuff about me.” “What stuff?” “Butt stuff,” he joked, nudging me. I giggled. “If you want, I’ll explain more,” he offered. No one ever seemed willing to explain anything to me, so I said yes, and he said he’d explain at home. Unlike every other day, when we got home, Uncle Henry followed me inside the house. No one was there — my dad was working, and my mom was with my sister at ballet practice beylikdüzü travesti which is why I had to get home on my own on Thursdays. Uncle Henry had his hand on my shoulder as he ushered me into the house. “Take your clothes off and go get on your bed,” he said firmly. “And I’ll explain.” He pushed me along to my bedroom, and he watched with his arms crossed as I undress. I was nervous and thought what he was doing now seemed like the dangerous thing my mom had joked about, but I was excited, too. When I was naked, he went to the bathroom and brought back some lotion and wet wipes. “Wipe your butt real good,” he said, handing me a wipe. I did as I was told. My butt felt cool and moist after as he turned me around and bent me over the bed. “That’s too low. Get on your knees on the bed and hang your butt off.” While I was doing that, Uncle Henry pulled his pants off and then his underwear. His cock was a thick eight inches, veiny, and looked angry. He put some lotion on his fingers and played with my butt, which made my little cock throb. He handed me my giant stuffed bear and told me to hold it. istanbul travesti I did as I was told. “This will hurt,” he said as he placed his cockhead at my entrance. He pressed me into my bear and then pressed himself into me as I screamed. He didn’t stop until I could feel his balls pressing against my still moist ass. “This is what she meant,” he said to me as he pulled himself all the way out of my aching hole. “Does it feel dangerous?” I turned to look at him, tears in my eyes. It hurt, but my cock was leaking unto my bear and throbbing. “Kinda,” I said. “Want to do it again?” Uncle Henry asked, his big cock swinging between his muscular legs. I looked at him over my perky pale bottom and nodded. He replaced his cock in my aching hole and began to pump. He slapped my little ass and told me that he wanted my pussy every Thursday and that if I told my mom we couldn’t do it anymore. He slammed into me over and over. I moaned and screamed and cried and came. He kept his big hands around my tiny waist as he pulled my body on and off his dick. I felt him tense as he released his seed into my young, tight gut. He pulled out and wiped himself off with a fresh wet wipe. “Clean up before anyone gets home. I’ll see you next week, kiddo,” he said as I lay trembling on my teddy bear in a pool of my young spunk, feeling his load slide from my freshly fucked boyhole.

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