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Daddy’s Love And Uncle Mike’s Too

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I couldn’t believe that I was only sixteen and a half and was already desperate for cock, more specifically my Daddy’s cock. We had fucked most of the morning and I still hadn’t had enough of his thick meat in my juicy cunt. The trouble was that every time he looked at me I got hot and bothered which made me randy and that made him randy. It was simply a gorgeous feedback loop.Daddy and I had stopped fucking and I had just finished showering when the doorbell rang. The thought of who it was brought an instant smile to my face. I could hear my dad trample down the stairs and open the door to Uncle Mike. There followed several greetings and I could hear laughter as I dabbed my body with the towel.My father had specifically warned me not to tell Uncle Mike about our little shenanigans that morning and as I’m a good little girl I promised I wouldn’t say a word. Which I won’t of course; but Daddy didn’t mention anything about showing Uncle Mike what we did. Did he?Don’t get me wrong, I’m not into recording the sex we had on videotape or CD or anything like that. I mean ‘show him’ properly. In real life.I didn’t know why Uncle Mike had come around, but it became obvious that help was needed on dad’s truck when I saw a new fender on the back of Uncle Mike’s truck. Daddy had mentioned something about tuning the truck’s engine so that it had a little more power but that didn’t mean anything to me.I quickly dressed in skimpy orange shorts and completed the outfit with a pale blue blouse. I had no intention of wearing a bra and panties. I reckoned that I’d be in the position of sucking Uncle Mike’s cock in less than an hour of meeting him and I hoped that I’d be getting fucked by the time they were feeling hungry.I was already hungry and in desperate need of more and I hoped that Uncle Mike was just like my Daddy in that respect.I blame the hormones. I know that I had just blossomed and that sex was something of a new experience for me, but my mind kept telling me to get more and more of it. It kept urging me on. Encouraging me. Every time I climaxed I felt satisfied for a brief moment, and then those voices would encourage me some more.I almost ran downstairs güvenilir bahis and burst into the kitchen.“Hi, Dad. Hi, Uncle Mike,” I announced.There was silence for a brief moment. Dad replied but Uncle Mike was watching my bottom as I poured myself a glass of orange juice. I could see him look at me in the glass-panelled units. I heard a can hiss open.“My, haven’t you grown into a fine young lady,” said Uncle Mike as he took a squig of coke.It was true, I had grown, not in the places I wanted to grow but things were happening in those places too.“It must have been – what, two years since I saw you last and look at you now.”“Yes, she has matured quite a bit,” added Daddy.I turned towards Uncle Mike with my orange juice tipped to my lips and took a squig.“I’m not a young girl anymore, Uncle Mike,” I smiled through the glass. I could see his eyes were transfixed by the loose top I had on and I knew that earlier. My tight bottom, moulded by my butt cheeks, would show as perfect peached globes in the tight shorts that I was wearing. As I turned around, I allowed myself a wide evil grin when I saw him react to the way my tight shorts seemed to suck themselves between the lips of my pussy.“Are you going to be busy all day, Uncle Mike?”“You bet, hun. Lot’s to do with your dad’s truck out there in the garage.”I bit my lip as I let him finish. Dad left us to catch up and said that he would make a start on the preparation. I think he was afraid of any questions that Uncle Mike may ask as to my sexuality. I could just see Daddy blush at any remark like that. As would I, of course.“I’d love to give you a hand? Help you with the tools you need. What do you say?”“Sounds great, kid!”Kid? I thought to myself, I smiled because I knew he wouldn’t be calling me kid after I finish with him. I finished my drink and moved to the dishwasher. I bent right over in front of him and put the glass on the lower section even though I would move it later. I stayed in position long enough for him to admire the view and moved a few breakfast plates around for effect. When I straightened, I immediately looked at his groin and sure enough, there was a sign of something happening down güvenilir bahis siteleri there. I loved his reaction and I wanted to rip my shorts down in that instance and tell him to fuck me but I remembered what Daddy had said about other people not understanding and all that.I let Uncle Mike walk out of the kitchen but I already knew I had enticed him a little.I left them to prepare the truck for about half an hour before I wandered outside. Daddy was working in the engine compartment and Uncle Mike was under the truck undoing all the bolts that clasped the fender onto the front of the truck.“Need a hand, Uncle Mike?” I volunteered.“Could you hand me a smaller spanner than this one, honey?”I looked at it and could see that he had handed me a size M14 and I looked in the bag for something smaller. I handed him a size M10 which he said was too small. I retrieved the M12 spanner and stumbled as I stepped towards him. I dropped the spanner on his groin and immediately drove my hand forward to pick it up.“Sorry,” I said, “I’m so clumsy, sometimes.”My fingers clasped the spanner but the back of my hand lingered for quite a while against his cock. I even brushed it up and down his length pretending to retrieve the spanner and hand it to him. I felt his cock jerk in his trousers and I was so pleased it did so.He looked at me quizzically from under the truck and my eager smile did little to let him know how innocent I was. I stood right by the car so that Uncle Mike would have an uninterrupted view up my legs. In hindsight, I should have worn a skirt, and I thought about rushing upstairs to change but that would have been too obvious. Daddy was adjusting the carburetor under the bonnet and I leant into the truck. We looked at each other and then daddy looked downwards to see if he could see Uncle Mike’s face. When the coast seemed clear he kissed me full on the lips.Fuck, I needed that kiss so much. My cunt juices started to seep onto my shorts and I knew that Uncle Mike would have a wonderful view in a few moments. I grabbed my dad’s hand and pushed it onto my breast. That felt equally wonderful and I almost gasped out loud from the sheer pleasure iddaa siteleri it gave me.“Need more help, Uncle Mike?” I asked.“Not yet, hun,” he replied.I walked behind daddy and grabbed a feel of his ass. I massaged it, squeezed it and I wanted to stuff my hand down his trousers a cop a feel of his growing cock. I knew it was stiffening because every time I touched it that morning it twitched and stiffened.“Can you pass me the adjustable wrench, hun?”I stopped fondling daddy’s bottom and grabbed the adjustable wrench from the bench behind me. Uncle Mike swivelled from under the truck to take the wrench and I offered it to him. My legs were open and I was bent forward. What little titties I had were on display and I noticed him look at my groin. He could see the wet patch for certain and I made no bones about the fact that I knew it was there too.I bit my lip.“Any other tools you’d like me to grab for you?” I said in my best sexy voice.The innuendo wasn’t lost on Uncle Mike. He nodded and winked.“It’s awfully hot out here isn’t it?” I questioned while grabbing the lower part of my blouse and shaking it to generate some much-needed air movement. Uncle Mike asked me if I’d be a good girl and put the spanner back for him. I looked for it and smiled when I saw it was on his groin.He shuffled back under the car with the wrench. I slowly reached to pick up the spanner, riding my hand up to his thigh, over his stiffening cock, and onto the spanner that rested just above the bulbous head.“Got it!” I congratulated myself. I moved the spanner down in the same way as my hand had crept up to it; giving myself and Uncle Mike, double the pleasure.“What would anyone do without tools like these, eh!” I commented.Uncle Mike coughed. I stood up and dropped the spanner into the box, I moved back towards Daddy and decided that a good feel of his cock was needed. With my body between Uncle Mike and Daddy, I grabbed his stiffy on the outside of his heavy coveralls and at the same time placed my foot over the growing protuberance of Uncle Mike’s cock. I gently squashed my foot into it and rubbed it around in little circles. My eyes closed for an instant as I savoured the feel of hard flesh in my hands and underneath my foot.My passion for Uncle Mike grew exponentially and I needed to get his cock out and play with it and I was sure that he was as fired up as I was and needed that too. I didn’t need to wait long.

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