She walked into the kitchen wearing nothing but one of my old t-shirts, the hem barely covering her ass. At twenty-two, my niece knew exactly what she was doing when she showed up at my place asking for “help” with her broken-down car. The dog was already barking in the yard, but inside it was just the two of us, the smell of coffee, and the low hum of the fridge.
“Uncle, can you check under the sink again?” she asked, bending over the counter so the shirt rode up. No panties. Smooth, shaved pussy lips already glistening. I dropped to my knees behind her, but my hands went straight to her hips instead of the pipes.
“Spread your legs,” I told her, voice low and rough. She did it without hesitation, pushing her ass back toward my face. I licked her from clit to asshole in one long stroke, tasting how wet she already was for this. She moaned and grabbed the edge of the counter.
“Fuck, that’s what I needed,” she breathed. “Been thinking about your mouth since last time.”
I stood up, yanked my cock out, and slammed into her in one thrust.
No slow build-up. She was tight, hot, and dripping. I fucked her hard against the counter, the sound of skin slapping skin filling the kitchen. Every time I bottomed out she pushed back, taking it deeper.
“Harder,” she demanded. “Use me like you used to when I was just your dirty little niece.”
I grabbed a fistful of her hair and pounded her, the dog still barking outside like it knew what was happening. Her pussy clenched around me, getting slicker with every stroke. I reached around and rubbed her clit fast and rough until she came, legs shaking, juice running down her thighs onto the floor.
I didn’t stop. I pulled out, spun her around, and lifted her onto the counter. She spread her knees wide. I drove back in, watching her tits bounce under the thin shirt. She reached down and played with her own clit while I fucked her, eyes locked on mine.
“Gonna fill this pussy,” I growled. “You came here for it, didn’t you?”
“Yes,” she panted. “Want your cum. Want it leaking out of me while I fix my car.”
I slammed in deep and unloaded, pulse after pulse, flooding her. When I pulled out, thick white cum dripped from her swollen cunt onto the kitchen tiles. She slid off the counter, dropped to her knees, and licked me clean, sucking the last drops from the head while the dog scratched at the back door.
She stood up, wiped her mouth with the back of her hand, and smiled. “Thanks for the help, Uncle. Same time tomorrow?”
