EroticReverie

*commissioned*

Dinner is quick and I excuse myself to my room after clearing the plates and putting them in the dishwasher. 

I gather my clothes to do a load of laundry, but when I get to the middle of the hall , I hear faint sucking sounds, and the low groan I know so well. 

When I look up, I grip the sides of the laundry basket as I stand at the end of the hall, feeling the streak of jealousy that always runs through me when I see him kiss her, touch her, hear him fuck her at night. 

He's sitting in one of the recliners, that faces the small hall, facing me, but he's looking down at her. Hands on my aunt Gina's head as it bobs up and down. I swallow hard, listening to the wet slurping noises and her quiet moans. 

I see his eyes widen slightly in surprise when he lifts them and sees me standing there watching. 

Then an evil grin spreads across his face. 

"Mmmm" he groans, holding his wifes head as she sucks him off, and shes not looking up at him , so he keeps looking at me. 

"That feels real good babe" he groans as he snarls slightly, looking back at me, daring me to keep watching. 

"You suck me so good" he groans and I feel my cunt start to get wet. I set the basket down quietly. 

I hear her mouth pop off his cock and then his head lowers as hers looks up and she speaks quietly, but I can still hear her. 

"She might come out any second" my aunt Gina pants, but my uncle just smiles down at her and shakes his head. 

"No she won't...plus...I should be able to watch you make love to my cock with your perfect mouth anywhere I want in our house." he grins and she lets out a little laugh and then replies to him. 

"What about making love to it with my pussy?" she asks playfully and he grins at her and pulls her up, so she's standing and I take a deep breath, freezing. 

But he slides his hands up her dress, and I watch his hands come back down from under her dress with her panties, as he slides them down. 

I watch my aunt Gina step from them , and his hands grab her, pulling her onto his lap. 

"I get so wet with your cock in my mouth." I hear her whisper. 

"Mmm" he grins. "I know you do. I love it." 

I hear her gasp as she lowers herself , and I can tell he's inside her , not just from her sounds, but from his face. 

As if to taunt me, he lifts the back of her dress, giving me solid proof. 

I see my Aunt's bare ass , and his cock reappearing as she lifts herself, hands on the back of the recliner, and then his cock is gone again as she slides back down with him inside of her. 

"Jon" she breathes his name as his hands go to her bare ass, grabbing it, and he watches her as she rides him. 

"I love you" he groans. 

"mm babe" she moans and grabs his face, and from behind I see her head lower, and then hear them kissing, his hands sliding up , over her back, the bottom of her dress falling back down. 

"I love you too" I hear her moan against his mouth as the kiss passionately, his hands coming all the way up her back and into her hair. 

I feel my eyes sting with the threat of tears. Why doesn't he kiss me like that? Why doesn't he put his fingers in my hair lovingly, why does he insist on pulling it everytime? Haven't I been good for him? I've learned to be good. I've learned to do as he says without question, mastering what he likes. How he likes his cock to be sucked, how he likes me to ride him, and the things he likes for me to say. 

Gina leans her to the side and kisses down his neck as she rocks her hips, and his hands slide back down, holding them through her dress as she rides him slowly, both of them moaning. 

He lets his eyes come back to me now, watching me. He grins when a single tear falls down my cheek. 

"I love you so much" he whispers into her hair. 

"mmm" she moans and lifts her head and I watch her as he lifts the dress. 

"Jon!" she whispers. 

"I want to see my wife" he says, knowing shes about to argue that I could walk out and find her in her bra and panties riding him, because she doesnt already know I'm watching. 

Her body is curvier than mine. Is that why I'm not good enough? I watch him slide his hands over all of her curves after removing her dress, and watching his hands come up her back and undo her bra.

"Oh Jon" I hear her pants as she rides him, her bra coming off and my uncle Jon gazing at her chest, leaning forward and kissing it, his hands on her back, supporting her as she leans back for him to let his mouth roam her breasts.

I watch his finger tips trail up her spine, grazing her skin as she rocks in his lap. I listen to them proclaim their love, over and over, so much that I feel a stabbing pain in my chest each time. 

I want to walk over there, I want to take her place. That should be me. I've done nothing but be good for him. Do as I'm told. 

I listen to her pant, and him. I listen to them both cum, together. Her first, him soon after. 

That should be me I think again, as I watch the way my aunts body falls into his after her orgasm. Knowing that I have yet to be allowed to cum with him, or to cum at all in front of him. 

I turn and walk back to my room, leaving the basket in the hall and go into my room, and shut the door. 

I could cry, and I feel like crying, but even as the tears fall one by one, I lay back in my bed and slip my hand down my pants. Crying as I rub my pussy, crying wishing it was me out there, needing him, wanting him. It was supposed to be me. He told me after dinner he wanted me to suck him off. I pathetically looked forward to it, and I ate so little, just like he said to. So I wouldnt throw up when he tested my gag reflexes. 

My panties were wet, even through all of my jealousy. 

I move my finger around and rubbed my clit and closed my eyes. 

Minutes later, when I was worked up almost to the point of cumming, I jumped when my door opened. 

I pulled my hand out of my pants quickly to him standing in my doorway.

He shook his head. 

"Do your laundry." he says and turns and walks away. 

I get up and walk into the hall , not sure where my aunt went, but grabbing my basket and going to the basement where the washer and dryer was. 

Before I could even get all of my clothes into the washer, I heard him coming down the steps and felt myself tense, and placed my hands on the edge of the washer, waiting, as I heard his foot steps come closer. 

I listened to him unzip his pants, gripping harder on the edge of the machine. 

"turn around and get on your knees."  he says calmly. 

I turn and look at him and, his cock, not hard at all as he stands there.

I lower myself to my knees as he steps the rest of the way forward and reaches down and lifts my chin, and I open my mouth. 

He grins. "So ready to clean your Aunt's cum from my cock?" 

I nod. 

He laughs at me. It's not a nice laugh. It's a cruel one, but somehow it makes me even more wet, and I hate myself for liking his ridicule. 

"Nasty little bitch." he says and I sit there, hands on my knees. 

"Well." he gestures to his cock. "What the fuck are you waiting for you stupid bitch?" 

I lean forward and take his cock into my mouth, sucking his soft cock.

I hear him groan slightly, knowing he's watching me, but I dont date look up, not until I'm told to. If I'm even told to. 

"Youre fucking disgusting" he says and I moan on his cock as I taste him and her together. It's not the first time he's made me suck his cock after fucking her. 

I feel him growing harder and harder in my mouth, groaning slightly as I suck him off. 

"You'll never be her you know." he says to me as I suck his cock, going faster, moving my tongue against him, proving to him that I can be her, showing him how badly I want to be my aunt. 

"You suck cock like a pathetic little slut, don't even know what the fuck you're doing half the time" he says. 

"I only get hard cause I picture anyone but you sucking it." he says.

"I picture her, or another woman, a real woman, not some little slut." he says , taking his cock from my mouth. 

"fucking look at me" he says, lifting my chin with one hand then grabbing his cock and smacking me on the mouth with it as I gasp and pant and open my mouth, holding out my tongue for more of him. 

He laughs again, viciously. 

"You are pathetic." he groans. "Fucking look at yourself" he slaps his cock harder on my mouth and then shoves it past my lips, grabbing my face and choking me with his cock as he pulls my head forward, and thrusts into my throat. 

"Suck this fucking cock you little slut" he groans.

"You better fucking make me cum" he groans. 

"You gonna make me cum Katie?" he snarls. 

I moan a "mmhmm" with my mouth full, while also choking, and gagging, and he pulls from my mouth, my spit all over his cock and dripping from my mouth as he slaps me across my face with his hand. 

I feel the sting on my cheeks and then the rough pull of my hair as he grabs it at both sides and starts to fuck my mouth again. 

"Next time you visit Daddy's grave, tell him I said thank you for what dumb little slut he left me" he groans and pulls my mouth from his cock and I wince as he rears his head back slightly and then forward as he spits on my face. 

He slaps it again and then fucks my mouth violently, making me choke, making me gag, and I feel my stomach rise, feel the tiny bit of food in my stomach start to purge itself. I swallow it back down, feeling it burn. 

He laughs. "Disgusting little pig, did you just swallow your puke?" 

I nod with my mouth full, tears streaming down my face. 

"Stand up you little pig" he says and yanks me to my feet.

The metal of the dryer bangs as he pushes me against it, then over it, my hands slapping to the top of it as he yanks my pants and panties down and slides right up into me. 

"Fuck , you're lucky I love fucking your dumb little cunt so much" he groans and starts to thrust, my body banging against the washer as I pant heavily. 

I try to keep quiet, not only because of my aunt Gina upstairs but because he hates when I receive any type of pleasure from what he does to me. 

"I should start selling this little cunt, make you earn your stay here....you lazy little slut...cant get a fucking job.....well ill give you one....make you fuck for money, let everyone take you for a ride ....let them fuck you and use your cunt...were gonna have to tighten you up a bit though...youve become a little too fucking loose Katie." he tells me. 

I wince as she shoves his cock deep inside me, and leans over me. 

"Why are you so fucking loose Katie?" he asks in my ear and I whimper. 

"Is it because you let your Uncle fuck you everyday, and he stretches you out, gapes your pussy like the whore you are?" he growls. 

I nod and answer with a tiny "yes". 

"Im gonna fuck your ass later Katie....because its the only part of you worth fucking...the only part thats tight enough for my cock anymore." he says in my ear. 

"I know how much you like that nasty ass fucked"  he says slamming into me, my hips bruising with each thrust as they dig into the dryer. 

He laughs again, because he knows I don't like it. 

Without warning he yanks my hair back, and thrusts deep as he cums inside me, filling me, taking his release. 

After he lets his cum seep into me, every drop making it's way into me, he pushes me down to the floor, and then makes me clean his cock again, this time I clean my own juices from his cock.

"Thats  enough" he says after I suck him dry, and clean his cock and his balls with my mouth and tongue, sucking myself from him. 

"Have that ass lubed up for me and ready to go tonight." he says.

I nod as he grins evily and and stuff his cock back in pants. 

He just shakes his head as he walks away and up the stairs.

"Fucking slut" he mutters.