EroticReverie

Cami

“Yeah, that feel good ?” Zion asks , his deep voice in my ear as he stands behind me. His hand down between my legs , the tight dress I wore tonight riding up my thighs as he rubs my clit , his large hand moving slowly as I nod and give a small little whimper. 

“Look what you’ve done …look what you’re making me do….mmmm” he groans as his fingers slides down and one slips into where I’m the wettest. His finger pushing up and into me. 

“That what you need sweetheart? Hmmm, is that what you’ve wanted Uncle Zion to do? Fuck your sweet young pussy?” He whispers and I gasp. Clenching around that single finger as I close my eyes and my hands press against the brick wall outside of the club. 

“Yes” I breathe. Panting quietly and squirming against his touch, my heels scraping against the pavement of the barely lit side of the bar in the narrow alleyway. 

Zion wasn’t actually my uncle. But that’s what all the older men called themselves to the younger girls and daughters of other members of the club. 

I should want a guy my own age. There were a few that were young enough and had shown interest , but I hadn’t been. I was seventeen and attracted instead to the forty six year old man currently finger fucking me outside of the bar, while our families and friends were inside celebrating my fathers birthday. 

“You really know how to tease a man, don’t you sweetheart?”  He groans in my ear and slides a second finger inside of me and I gasp. 

“Mmm, Jesus , ….so fucking tight” he whispers as my legs shake slightly and I feel my pussy clenching around the tight fit of his two large and long fingers as they draw out and slip back inside. 

“I’ve missed this tight little pussy Cami” he whispers to me. 

“Guess I just can’t keep my hands off it, can I?” He kisses the side of my neck and I moan as my pussy grows even more wet and his fingers work me faster and I gasp. 

There was one night , a year ago. Zion was over at our place, he’d been drinking with my dad and a few of the other guys and was staying over, sleeping on the couch so he didn’t have to drive home drunk on his bike. 

That night was the first time I’d felt Zions fingers inside of me. The first time any man or boy had touched me. I’d been sitting on the sofa , watching the rest of my show , when Zion had told me to come sit with him. Except he wasn’t sitting. He was laying on the couch. I wasn’t stupid and wasn’t so young that I was naive.  And I’d wanted it. There was no grooming or coercing or manipulating on his part. I’d walked over and laid myself down with him , and immediately , there on a crappy pull out couch , I’d kissed a guy for the first time. Had my breasts toyed and teased for the first time through my loose t shirt, and within minutes, had Zions hands in my sleep shorts and rubbing my clit, and then his finger inside of me.  My first non self given orgasm belonged to Zion. He’d made me cum by rubbing my clit while kissing me and telling me to hush. Shushing me while my climax built and swallowing up my cry as I came for him.  Then. He’d told me I couldn’t say anything and told me I should go to bed, because he didn’t trust himself not to “make me a woman”.  I knew what he meant. And I wasn’t bold enough to say it, but I’d wanted him to. I’d wanted more from him. But I’d slipped off the couch and to my room.  

We’d only spoken about that night once. The day after it happened. He apologized quietly the next morning. Telling me it was a mistake. Blamed it on his being drunk, though I don’t think he was that drunk.  Then everytime I saw him after than over the next year, he never spoke to me as much as he did before.  And distanced himself. Avoiding me as much as he could without making it obvious to everyone else around us. 

I’d tried several times to demand his attention. Wearing my clothes a bit tighter , my skirts and dresses a bit shorter. I wanted him to want me again. Everyone else noticed the change in me. And even my father told me that I needed to dress more appropriate for my age. But I hadn’t listened and he hadn’t really forced the issue at all. He’d just randomly tell ask me “that dress is a bit short , don’t you think?” “Those shorts are too short” “that top is a bit low cut don’t you think?”  But I’d ignored his questions and comments. His girlfriend “Foxy” as they called her , told him to stop and let me be a young woman. Told him I was finding myself and it wasn’t a good idea for him to make me self conscious of my body at my age.  So my fathers disapproving comments became disapproving glances and shakes of his head and heavy sighs instead. 

“You get real wet for Uncle Zion, don’t you sweetheart?” He whispers to me. His fingers fucking me faster as I move against their thrusts and nod, panting as I feel his fingers curl and hook against the wall of my pussy and hitting a spot that has my knees nearly buckling. 

“Anyone else been here Cami, hmm? You let those little boys feel what a tight little pussy you have?” He asks and I shake my head. 

“Mmmmmm” he hums with satisfaction. 

“You telling me that this is all for me sweet heart? That I’m the only man that’s ever had his fingers in your sweet young cunt?” He growls and I gasp and moan and nod. 

“Y-yes” I answer and he groans. 

“It’s mine, isn’t it baby?” He whispers. 

“Yes” I cry softly. 

“Tell me this tight little cunt is Uncle Zions” he groans. 

“It’s. It’s yours, my cunt is yours Uncle Zion” I breathe and he curses harshly against my ear. 

“Youre gonna make me fuck you , you’re gonna make me fuck you like I should have that night, ….such a pretty fucking thing…such a good girl….coming right to me on the couch…letting me have a taste of that pretty mouth while I put my hands all over your pretty body…such a good fuckin girl for me…” he whispers roughly against my ear. 

“You want my cock sweetheart? Hmm?” He hums. 

“Yes” I answer and he groans. 

“You need this cock baby?” He asks. Grinding against my ass as his fingers plunge deep inside me and I let out a little cry. 

“Shhhhh” he whispers and keeps fucking me with his two fingers as I writhed against him and push at the wall as I try to fuck his fingers right back. 

“I think it’s time we both got what we want Cami, don’t you?” He asks. 

“Yes” I answer with a cry. 

“We’re gonna make this sweet little pussy cum , and then you’re gonna go back inside, and when the party’s over, you’re gonna be getting a ride to a “friends” house from uncle Zion, and I’m gonna take you home with me and give you what you need sweetheart, how’s that sound? You ready to have uncle Zion fuck his favorite girl?”