Me and my homely uncle (part two)

The whole time I was at my aunts' house, I was sucking my uncle's homemade dick. There wasn't a day that went by that I didn't go lick his big, fat, hot dick, leave his dick all drooling. The landlord taught me many pleasant things that made me wet my panties a lot. He taught me to suck his balls, to sit on his lap, to roll my cup over his dick (without entering, because I was still a virgin), to give him a long tongue kiss and to leave his dick very hard. And he'd always, always suck my pussy with his big tongue. I could move my tongue in a lot of different ways, so I felt a lot of things at that time, and as I started to get used to the sensation, he would move his tongue in different positions, either sucking on my little lump, or sliding it up and down, also shoving it right into the bottom of my little mouth. He also liked to stick his tongue up my pink ass and I always moaned a lot. Her big hands would slide down my nipples and I would groan softly, writhing my whole body, begging for milk in my mouth. His house was very simple, it smelled of burning wood and a very faint light illuminated its interior. We'd be in every room of the house touching each other... on the kitchen sink, on the table, on his bed, on the floor, on the couch watching soap operas and touching each other. Every day a different place in the dark house. Even when I was peeing, sometimes he'd come in and stick his dick head out for me to suck on. Every day he would fill my mouth with warm milk, and my uncles didn't know because I'd pretend to go to bed early, and then I'd jump out the window and run to the little house in the back. The landlord would also fill my mouth in hidden places in the house, like the pantry, the tool room, behind the chicken coop, and I'd always find a way to suck his roll and he'd suck my pussy, and to make things easier, I'd always wear a dress without panties. But I wasn't ready to let him stick his dick in my pussy, and he never pressured me, and he only talked to me when I wanted to, and he was very nice to me, and he gave me a lot of gifts. Dada became jealous of the people and began to go out with Mr. Peter, the butcher of the neighborhood. In exchange, he gave her meat to take to her mother. She was satisfied with this agreement and spoke to me again, even talking to me about the things I did with the uncle of the householder. One day, talking about it, she said this: - You like his dick because you haven't sucked the head off your uncle's dick. I've sucked a lot. He's got the head of the dick round like a mushroom. Nice to see. His dick is thick and smelly as hell, it runs all over my ass. It hurts my ass for a week when I give it to him. Pest! After hearing that from Dada, I started thinking about my uncle's cock head. I wanted to know if a man could have a better blow job than my uncle's homemade blow job. Before I went to sleep, as usual, I would tap my pacifier thinking about my homemade uncle's dick, but over time, I started thinking about my uncle's dick, too. My head started bouncing off the way I saw my uncle's dick. I could see through the lock, but there was a curtain there that obstructed the view. So, I knew I needed to figure out a way to get the bathroom curtain down to look better. I told Dada my intention, said I just wanted to look, to make sure she wasn't lying to me, to really know if my uncle had a better dick than my homemade uncle. She promised to help me. The next day, the boxing curtain was gone from the bathroom and Dada told her aunt that she had taken it out to wash it. In the evening, when my uncle was in the bath, I looked for my aunt and saw that she was sitting at the coffee table painting dishcloths. I ran to the bathroom door and looked through the lock. My uncle was in the pits naked, his big fat dick dangling out. How big the head was, shiny! At the same time, I imagined his dick really hard in my little mouth. I imagined that smooth, wet mushroom in my throat, my panties really got wet, I felt a chill running down my spine, my uncle had a strong body with a huge dick. I went to my room with that thing on my head, wanting the dick on me. So I ran to my uncle's room, took off all my clothes, and knelt on the floor in the middle of the room, waiting for him to arrive. When he came into the house, I was all sweaty and with the dirty clothes from working so hard in the garden. He found me in the middle of the room naked. I was on fire. I opened my thirsty mouth and asked: - Uncle, fuck me now?! Please. My cup is leaking, look! At the same time, I saw his dick grow, and he put his dick out and stuck it into my mouth with a force I'd never experienced before. He fucked my little mouth with his stick, it was like he was angry, moaning loudly, calling me a hot, slutty, slutty, uncle's little whore. He stuck it all the way down my throat. My eyes filled with tears that ran down the corner of my eyes. I would suck my uncle's cock, thinking of his cock and my uncle's cock, thinking of both of them, wanting to suck both of them, wanting to sit on one and suck the other, wanting both of them inside me, wanting to be their little dog. That's when I decided I was ready to give my first kiss. and ... Keep going.