Finally he was done.
"Okay, Brenda, that's enough for now."
Stifling her tears, Brenda pulled her pants up, feeling sticky liquid on her bottom. She hurried off to take a shower, unsure of whether she was disappointed or relieved that her uncle had not played between her legs...
That evening, Brenda said her prayers and crawled into bed. She was just starting to drift off to sleep when her door opened.
"Sweetie?" asked Uncle John, "Are you awake?"
"Yeah," answered Brenda, blinking her eyes sleepily. "Sort of."
He came in, carrying a bowl of water, shaving cream, a washcloth and a razor.
Confused, Brenda sat up and frowned. "What's going on?"
"Well, while I was punishing you today, I noticed that you aren't really keeping up with your hygiene, young lady." He looked at her sternly. "So obviously I'm going to have to start checking up on you and making sure that you're doing so. Now lie down."
"But..." Brenda tried to protest.
"Don't make me punish you again for disobedience," he interrupted. "Lie down and we'll get you all cleaned up and pretty."
Her poor bottom was much too sore to take another spanking, so Brenda lay down obediently, looking away as her uncle lifted up her nightgown and pulled down her panties. Wetting the area with the warm water, everywhere he used the razor smooth skin appeared under the shaving cream. Trying to ignore the sensations that were swirling between her legs didn't work very well, and Brenda was breathing hard by the time he was finished.
Using the washcloth, Uncle John washed off the last bits of shaving cream and patted her dry.
"Very nice," he said approvingly as he began to slide his fingers up and down her slit.
"Uncle John..." she moaned, half in protest.
"I have to make sure I did a good job, remember, Brenda?" he said, watching his fingers slipping through her silky folds.
Her only response was a moan. Even though she knew it was wrong she did like it when he touched her there. It just felt so good!
John smiled as his niece's face reflected her conflictingemotions. He spread her legs a little more and leaned down to begin licking at her again. Brenda moaned as his tongue parted her pussy lips gently, sliding along the slick routes of her folds. Two of his fingers slid into her tightness as he lifted one leg over his left shoulder and reached up under her nightgown to squeeze her breasts.
Although Brenda didn't know why he would need to play with her nipples in order to check that he'd shaved her well, she didn't care much either. She felt completely lost in sensation and yet extremely content as well. His fingers dug deeper, making her gasp as he licked around the entrance to her body, and he pinched her nipple as he found a little spot inside of her that made her hips jump.
"Oh god, Uncle John..." she moaned, her hands coming down to rest on his head between her thighs. She'd never felt anything so fantastic in her life.
He started pressing against the spot as he licked her slit, finding her clit and sucking on it hard. Fire flared in Brenda's groin, she shook with need, her back arching as he ate her out, fingering her at the same time. Then, his thumb began circling around her asshole, pressing gently on the small hole and making the sensitive nerves there tingle. She lost all sense of being as her orgasm crashed around her.
With his fingers inside of her, pressing on that spot, it was an even fuller orgasm than she'd felt before, her entire body spasming from the inside out as she screamed with pleasure.
When she finally came down from her high, she was unnerved by the fact that his thumb was still pressing gently on her asshole... his fingers inside her body feeling like more of an invasion now that her pleasure was receding. She was relieved when he pulled them from her, but then confused when he put his dripping fingers in front of her face.
"Lick them," he whispered, his eyes bright with lust. "Clean them off with your mouth."
Although she opened her mouth to protest, she didn't even get a chance before he shoved his fingers between her lips... they were musky, sweet, and she realized that she was tasting the juices from her own body. It was so dirty and wrong, but Uncle John just kept pushing them in and out of her mouth until they were completely clean, still playing with her pert breasts with his other hand.
Something in his eyes made her shiver as he plunged his fingers between her lips, in and out, watching her suck her juices clean.
Suddenly Uncle John pulled his fingers from her mouth and made some swift movement, and she realized that he was pulling off his pants. Climbing up on top of her, he straddled her chest, his heavy cock pointing straight at her mouth.
"Open up," he whispered.
Frightened by the intense look in his eye and the husky quality of his voice, Brenda obeyed, and his cock thrust forward between her lips.
"Suck me," he commanded, as he began to slide his dick in and out of her mouth, working deeper. She started to gag, and then he slid out again.
