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Sandra paced the room, though she didn’t know it each step showed the fluid movement shapely legs, the sensual curvature of her body to the supple curves that were tightly hugged by a tank top and thong. Each clandestine look would land on the phone while biting her well manicured nails. Sandra was struggling with making a call, one she had never thought of before, that is until her friend Tori told her of the free sex chat line. Stopping by the phone in her room, she even put her hand on it before jerking back, fingers stretching out then balling to a fist, repeating this numerous times as she nibbled her lip. Sandra wondered if she could actually do it, thinking back to earlier at dinner.

Everyone was sitting down to dinner when her Uncle Aaron showed up on a whim. He has been out driving around and just found himself at the door, or so he said. Watching him, Sandra noticed the slight curl of his hair, the way his clothes fit, how tight his worn jeans were and the way it showed off the tautness of his ass. Nervously she has looked down blushing furiously, though it didn’t stop her from unobtrusively watching him. Never had she thought he was so handsome before and surprised that she noticed now. Sandra was able to watch him for a bit longer without anyone noticing until he looked over at her, for the briefest of seconds she thought he knew, but the expression on his face never changed.

Rising from her chair, Sandra went over to her uncle keeping her gaze from his. Hugging him as naturally as she could before her parents, though she noticed how he stiffened at her touch, how hard his chest was, or the way her breasts mashed against him and her nipples dug into his chest. Letting go abruptly she stepped around the table and sat down. While Sandra picked at her plate and pushed the broccoli around, she halfheartedly listened to the conversation around her. All Sandra knew was that her mom was talking when suddenly there was a push on her arm.

“Sandra, aren’t you paying attention, are you ok dear? You look a bit flushed” said her father.

“Yes, yes I’m fine…just have a lot on my mind” Sandra replied.

Dad just nodded and again Sandra looked up to see Uncle Aaron looking at her with a smug smile on his face until he looked over at her father. All Sandra could think of was that he knew and how she had to get out of there. Excusing herself from the table she kissed everyone’s cheek until coming to her Uncle, hesitatingly kissing her Uncle on the cheek. Sandra took her dishes to the kitchen then high tailed it up to her room. Hours later she was still in there. Sandra’s mom who had knocked on Sandra’s door earlier asked if Sandra wanted to go to the movies with all of them, Sandra stated that she was doing homework when in actuality she was pacing the room, hot and flustered, still dreaming of her Uncle. Sandra knew it was wrong, but all that she remembered was how long she had truly noticed him as being a Guy and not a family member.

Growling slightly to herself she turned from the phone and then just as quickly turned and grabbed it. Nodding to herself she placed the phone on the bed with her and bit her lip. Feeling the slight bit of pain from the bite she took a deep breath and flipped open her math book and started dialing the number that was written on the paper. Listening carefully, Sandra scooted down on the bed and sprawled out a bit, when the place asked for her name she immediately gave them the first name she could think of, her best friends. Next Sandra listened to the voice telling her that she needed to state her name, place of residence and a short descriptive paragraph about herself for others to listen to. Just as soon as the voice on the other side was done and the beep was heard, Sandra slammed the phone down; nervous and wishing she hadn’t called at all.

For a half hour Sandra went back and forth on if she should call or not. But by this time she was so worked up over her Uncle Aaron and be it bad or good, Sandra wanted to masturbate to the thought of him. Sandra wrote down what she would say for that description and redialed. Again the service put a voice on that was all soft and sexy requiring her name, and once again she stated her best friends. When it came to the description, Sandra’s voice became very soft, breathless and she read from the paper she had written on.

“Hi, my name is Tori and I am 5’6, approximately 117 lbs, blonde hair with smokey grey eyes. I just turned 18 two weeks ago and I currently work part time in a busy lawyers office and then go to school the other part of the day. I like tall dark haired men with a mysterious edge to them. Someone who knows what they want and how to get it. Muscular though not overly done and have the sexiest smile, I mean a sexy smile. I ummm. I am just wondering who is out there.” gushed Sandra and pushed the appropriate button.

As the voice droned on Sandra thought of her uncle continuously and wondered what he was doing as she was getting bahçelievler escort ready to go on a sex chat line. Laughing softly to herself she heard a beep then a voice stating she would now hear messages from the Men on the line and that there were 48 men online. Flipping over to her belly Sandra couldn’t help but smile as she listened to some of the men and what they were looking for. Suddenly Sandra busted out in laughter as one deep voice uttered how horny he was and that he was stroking his cock. The next man on the line did the same thing. Rolling back over Sandra scooted up against the headboard and realized her nipples were hard and that her belly felt tight.

Breathing a bit quicker as she listened to a few more Men, she idly trailed her fingers across her belly, and lower, that feeling of hunger stirred. Suddenly she got a beep on the phone stating she had a message. Sandra clicked the number and listened as this deep voiced mans message. His voice was nice and his message was nice so Sandra decided to message back. Remembering the way to do it, she pressed the right number on the keypad and spoke into the phone, using her fake name and telling the guy that she was indeed 18, that she was home alone and just bored from studying, asking next what he was doing. Pressing a number she sent off the message and then flushed red, laughing out loud. She had done it and it wasn’t so bad. Leaning back against the headboard Sandra began to relax again, the image of her Uncle continued to stir her mind as she listened to the drone of voices on the other end.

Sandra got a few more messages that were steamy and asking if she wanted to meet them or have phone sex. Sandra was a bit shocked at first and then realized that is what her friend had done and why she has recommended the number to Sandra. Another beep sounded and it was him!! She couldn’t believe it and listened intently, he sounded husky voiced and yet so delicious, he stated his name was bob and she guessed immediately it was a phony just as hers was. He said he liked what she had said and would like to learn more.

About 15 minutes passed, she and Bob had messaged about four times each and now Bob was stating how horny her voice made him. Sandra couldn’t believe it, the more she talked to him, the more she wanted to try this phone sex thing or at the very least, listen to him say some thing sexy. Waiting for his next message, she listened to others but didn’t respond. Idly Sandra’s fingers strummed along her belly and across her thong, just teasing above her little clit. Sandra could feel how horny she was getting and then Bob’s message was there, as Sandra listened to him explaining what his cock looked like and how he just couldn’t stop from stroking from the breathlessness of her voice on the last message, Sandra started teasing her nipples with her hand, fingers pinching and tugging just right, feeling her back arch and how wet she knew she was getting.

Now it was her turn, as she pressed the button she whispered throatily, “You sound fantastic Bob, so nice and hard, I bet you are so long and full that it takes two of my hands to wrap around your cock, stroking it.”

Almost purring as she continued, “I am torturing my nipples with strong tugs and then gentle pinches, they are so tight Bob, my legs are stretched apart, though not wide as I lay across my bed, leaning into the head board in a tank top and thong. Mmmmm yes Aaa…er Bob I am so wet…”

Quickly Sandra pressed the button and the message was sent. Sandra was flaming red she could feel the heat in her face as her excitement rose, that she had come so close to saying her Uncles name. She thought it was wrong but it was also so very exciting and she was horny.

Listening to more of the messages, her hand crept under the hem of her shirt. Palming her breasts, pushing and mauling them, back arching as her thighs splayed further apart, even dropping one foot to the ground. Quickly she heard another message from Bob. Listening intently to how he was stroking and how his cock had jerked in his own hand at her description she decided to really get into it, her parents weren’t home and they would never know; besides she wanted to think of him as her Uncle.

Hitting the right number she whispered huskily, “Oh Bob, I would love to suck that cock, kneeling down in front of you, feeling your fingers in my hair, tugging a handful. My own hand skimming over my breasts, tweaking my nipples and making them hard for you. Hearing you call me a slut or your little whore as you thrust into the warmth of my mouth.”

Pushing the number and sending it off, Sandra couldn’t believe how wet she felt and she hadn’t even touched her little cunt yet. A bit impatiently she listened to other messages, some were getting quite dirty and she listened, thinking of her uncle with each one. Closing her eyes and picturing Uncle Aaron as her hand played over her belly, bahçeşehir escort then back up to her breasts and feeling how heavy they were getting with her arousal. Bob’s next message was truly a surprise, his voice changed just a bit; he was very descriptive as he described how her words and description was turning him on. That Bob’s cock was so hard, even mentioning that she sounded like someone he knew.

Sandra was so enthralled with Bob’s voice, in a way , it reminded her of her Uncle which excited her all the more. Fingers had taken the edge of her thong around her cunt and squeezed them together, tugging upward until the lips of her cunt were on each side. Hips writhing upward as the material teased her clit. Each word Bob said was inducing her to just want more and more. Uncle Aarons face was in her mind as she clicked the button to return the message.

“God…my cunt lips are so swollen, my lips wrapped around your cock, suckling hungrily. My thighs parting decadently as my fingers pull my thong upward between my cunt lips to tease that needy little clit. Your hands pinching my nipples harder, your free hand guiding my head to swallow more, gagging on your cock and swallowing greedily “Sandra replied and pushed the number to send it.

Sandra had closed her eyes; she pictured exactly what she would be doing to her Uncle Aaron, how his voice sent shivers down her spine and how long she had wanted him. Unable to stand it anymore, the multitude of voices from other Men just droned in her ear. Fingers crept under the thong, peeling it to the side as the pads of her fingers slide over her sopping wet cunt. Groaning deeply her back arched, breath coming in hard pants as her turgid nipples stood outlined by her tank top. Hips moving with unwavering circles as her foot pressed hard to the ground. Sandra pressed the phone tighter to her ear to hear those deep voiced men and then Bob’s message came on just as Sandra’s fingers drove deep into her cunt. Shaking from the delicious feeling she had to forcibly listen to what bob was saying.

As the message continued, Sandra worked her fingers in and out of her tight little cunt, rubbing her palm over her hard little clit as she heard Bob say that he wanted to fuck his little niece and was thinking of her. Sandra blinked and stopped thrusting those wicked little fingers to listen to the rest of his message but he never said anything except that he would be fucking her mouth with conviction, that he would choke her and use her as the little whore she was. Forgetting what Bob had said about his niece, Sandra spread her shapely legs further apart, the thong was tight to the side of her so wet and swollen cunt. Her fingers were just not doing it and Sandra reached over to the bed stand, opening the drawer and digging toward the back, fingers curling around the vibrator. Leaving the door open and just as quickly turning the toy on, Sandra shoved that vibrator in hard, drawing a deep shuddering growl from her lips. It was Sandra’s turn to place a message and she pushed a button.

“Bob…god I am so fucking horny, I am working a vibrator out of my cunt as we speak, so deep and wet. My mouth around Your cock as I kneel, sucking furiously as if I was starved, tongue pressing upward against that bulging vein, looking up at you through a veil of lashes. Your cock so thick its stretching my lips, making me ache. Hips thrusting up and down around the vibrator, working it as if I was riding my Uncles cock rather then sucking it” Sandra replied, pushing the button to send it off.

Sandra realized what she had said and then laughed. Well he was thinking of his niece so what did it matter she thought. Many times Sandra drew close to orgasm but wanted bob to hear it, just the thought of it was enough to almost make her cum. Working the vibrator deep just to take it out and tease her clit with soft barely touching circles. Sandra didn’t remember ever being so wet before, but the image of her Uncle was bringing her so close and the fact that Bob was talking just the way she liked didn’t help. A few more Men asked if she wanted to play and she just clicked through them impatiently waiting for Bob’s message. This time it was longer in waiting and she prayed that Bob hadn’t hung up. Then the voice she wanted was there, but it was deeper and more lust filled, it actually sounded like her Uncle. Shaking her head she knew it was just her imagination. Continuing the fucking of her cunt with that vibrator she listened as Bob stroked, she could actually hear his hand moving along his cock and that was just fucking incredible. He said he was fucking her mouth viciously now, that he was so close and told her that he wanted to hear her cum, that she would or he would stop fucking her mouth and hang up.

Not wishing Bob to hang up she quickly pushed the button, placing the phone down by her cunt as she blushed a bit, letting the sound of that wet cunt be heard, ataşehir escort fucking it faster, so fast in fact that she started screaming, legs thrashing as her hips bucked upward.

“Ohhhhhhhh fuck yes Uncles Aaron fuck me hard…yes that’s it…You are so fucking good, I want to fuck You all the time…Yesssss yes god yes Uncle Aaron” she screamed.

Sandra didn’t realized that she screamed her uncles name, her hands were all over her body as she cradled the phone between her shoulder and ear, panting and begging for more. Fingers worked over her clit and then up to graze her hard nipples, tugging hard before pinching her clit. Again, her cunt spasmed, the thought of her Uncle fucking her more then she could take as she orgasmed again, waves of pleasure washing over her. The vibrator touching her g-spot. Thrashing on the bed as her foot forced deep against the ground, legs trembling from the strain. It was a bit before she realized that a voice was on the line asking her to choose a number, to either redo the message or send it. Quickly Sandra clicked the send button and waited anxiously to hear back from Bob.

What seemed like hours, her body still on fire as Sandra’s hands caressed and kept her body ripe with need. The vibrator moved languidly within that tight valley, finger flicking over her clit. The other voices were basically drowned out as she envisioned her Uncle fucking her madly and all the position she wanted to experience. Groaning softly she was knew she was working herself up again for another orgasm. Listening intently as Bob’s voice came on. She could hear how he gasped tightly but continued to stroke, the sounds of his impending orgasm and how Bob started talking to her as if he knew her. His voice was so similar to Uncles Aarons that she wondered if that was why he affected her so much. Bob began talking to her, saying that he would fuck her anytime he wanted and that she was his to do with as he pleased. His voice was a bit harsh and Sandra’s body pulsed, breathing heavily. So intent on what Bob was doing it shocked her to no end to hear Bob screaming her name as he orgasmed and the force with which he did before a beep was heard.

Biting her lip, Sandra wasn’t sure but she was almost positive that was her Uncle she had been talking to. Unsure what to do now she pushed the button to respond.

“Uncle Aa…Aaron…is that You?” her voice creaked.

Pushing the button she waited anxiously, in one way she was so thrilled with the prospect that it was him and yet scared to death it was. Sandra had stopped playing with herself but the knowledge of not knowing was surely keeping her so close to the edge. Biting her lip and squirming maddeningly she knew that either way, she was going to cum again. Fingers dived into that wet velvety sheath as she waited to hear from Bob. Breathing harshly as her hips bucked upward, the image of her Uncle Aaron now just drawing every movement of her fingers, imagining that it was his cock fucking her.

Whimpering as she was so close to cumming for the third time she just wanted Bob to answer, she wanted to be told to cum, she wanted to be ordered. Though a bit shocked by what she wanted, his voice when it beeped on the phone was direct, hard and so sexy.

“Sandra, this is your Uncle Aaron and you will cum so I can hear it, first you will play with that cunt, thrust that vibrator in and let me hear my sweet little neice fucking herself for me, then you will count to three out loud so I can hear you and you will cum. Now DO IT!!” he said forcibly.

Sandra was in heaven she quickly pushed the button and placed the phone down by her sopping wet cunt, it was so swollen , like never before. Forcing that vibrator deep making sure the phone was positioned just right for maximum volume and fucked her little cunt as if he were. Then she began to count.

” One…Two…ThTh ththRree” Sandra said with a stuttering voice.

Screaming violently as if she were in pain and pleasure, her body bucked upward, fucking the vibrator, nothing else mattered but the cries of her body as she felt the orgasm grow deep and long. Each muscle was straining, her breath held and released with deep cries of pleasure. Sandra’s body glistened with a light sheen of sweat, her thighs were wet and a spot under the bed from cumming so hard. Faintly the beep of the phone was penetrating her haze of pleasure. Grasping the phone she had dropped she quickly pressed the button to send it and waited.

Soon she heard the call waiting beep and growled, Sandra was sure that really was her uncle and not some guy named Bob but she knew she had to answer the phone. Not knowing if the sex phone line would click and hang up on her if she answered she debated on answering the insistent beep of the call waiting or not. What seemed like minutes she finally made up her mind and clicked over with a hard swallow.

“Hello? ” she said a bit hesitatingly.

“Sandra, this is Uncle Aaron and you have been such a good naughty slut, but from now on it won’t be on the phone, but in person, do you understand?” he said.

“Yes Uncles Aaron…I understand,” Sandra’s voice was soft and stammered.

“Now go take a shower Sandra and tomorrow night, you will come to my house at exactly 7pm. don’t be late” Uncle Aaron said in a very firm voice and hung up.

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