Chapter 5 Sizzling Taboo

When my hands dropped to the front of my shorts, I could see his body stiffen all the more, and as he quickly glanced outside the entrace of his bedroom, towards the sitting room, he slowly dropped his own hand to the front of his jeans and slowly stroked it over the huge bulge growing there.

And it was right then that I knew he wanted me as much as I wanted him. He wasn't just not looking away or trying to sneak looks.

He was standing right at the door across from me, stroking his cock right through his jeans and watching me.

Right there, I knew that he had always wanted me as I wanted him for so long. I thought I had been delusional about everything, but his response tonight proved that he has the same attraction I had for him, and it made my heart soar with joy.

And the fact that he just didn't seem to care if I did had my young pussy throbbing with heat.

I made my final move. I turned fully towards him, my small breasts and harden nipples, right out in the open, directly for him as I took a deep breath and drew my eyes right up to his.

He may have pretended before. Maybe he'd felt awkward with our meeting earlier in his kitchen. But here he's watching me with wanton lust.

And when our eyes met, he didn't dart away or hide. He didn't even move his hand away from the bulge in his jeans. Instead, his eyes just flashed fire at me.

I wanted this; I wanted to show him every part of me. I want him to memorize every part of my small body.

I turned sideways as I hooked my thumbs into my shorts and began to slowly slide them down and ease them over my tight little ass. I glanced at him coyly over my shoulder as I pulled them down, showing him my bare ass.

I saw him groan quietly, his hand zipping down his jeans a bit lower as he stroked his thick bulge harder and with more purpose now that nothing was hidden.

I moaned softly, loving that I had this effect on him. Even as inexperienced and young as I was, I could have this kind of power over a much older, much more experienced man.

The naughtiness of it all was like a drug to me, and I realized as I turned back to him that my panties were soaking wet for him.

As I stood there shyly, half in the dimlight of my room and half in shadow, I slowly hooked my fingers into the hem of my tiny panties and slowly pulled it down my feet. I could see Mr. Chase eyes blazing as they stared at me, and as I shivered under his gaze.

I slowly lifted up the panties, examining that exact spot filled with my wetness for him.

Without breaking eye contact, I lifted my panties to my nose, inhaling my wetness as I closed my eyes. I opened slowly to see him shift, his breathing ragged as he kept looking at me. I could see the rapid rise and fall of his chest. The way he moved, his eyes never leaving me even for a second.

He groaned then, his face tightening and his finger going to the front of his boxer. I gasped quietly as he pulled it down for me.

But it was when he slowly pulled his hand back out that my eyes went wide and my jaw about hit the ground when I saw the thick, gorgeous cock wrapped tightly in his strong hand. Under the light of his bedroom, I could see his penis weeping precum for me.

As he held it - the huge, fat shaft pulsing in his fist - I let my fingers slide gently down over the soft folds of my hairy small slit. I could see his jaw tighten as I did and he started to stroke his hand up and down his big dick as I began to explore my young pussy for him through the door.

I see the way his eyes glued to my pussy area, I hadn't bother shaving because I see no reason why. I don't have a boyfriend, I have never had sex. And with the way my stepuncle's eyes are glued to my small pussy, I think he appreciate and love the view.

It felt so dirty, playing with my small pussy like that for my stepuncle, so slutty, and that wasn't a feeling I'd ever felt before. But at the same time, I loved how it made me feel.

I love that I was behaving like a little slut, stripping and playing with myself for my stepuncle to watch. I'm a naughty girl whose legs part wide open, showing her teenage pussy to her step uncle.

His hand was moving faster and faster up and down his throbbing cock, and I groaned and let my own small fingers slide deep into my tight folds. His jaw tightened again as he watched me penetrate myself, watched how the soft light in my room glistened on my wet, sticky fingers as they slid in and out of my tight, hairy small cunt.

He watched how my face scrunched up with pleasure as my thumb brushed against my clit. We stayed like that, just watching the other, pleasuring ourselves:- the sexy, totally forbidden and unbelievably taboo act.

With my legs quietly widely apart, I fingered myself faster and faster, feeling my own desire drip down my fingers from my small slit and my clit buzzing as my thumb flitted across it.

My stepuncle cock looked even bigger then, and his face flushed bright red as he shuttled his hand up down his enormous dick quicker and quicker. I knew I was close, and I knew that I wanted him to see me.

I wanted my uncle to watch me come hard for him. To watch me call out his name in pleasure.

As I edged closer to climax, watching him pump his cock, muscles bulging in his forearm, I suddenly heard footsteps approaching and his wife's voice calling out, "Honey! Are you there?"