My dad’s best friend since they were kids, Uncle Mike (53, tall, salt-and-pepper hair, built like he still lifts every day) has been around forever. He’s always been the hot “uncle” who teases me, calls me “trouble,” and stares a little too long when I walk by in shorts. Dad went on a guys’ fishing trip last weekend and asked Mike to “check on the house” while he was gone. I knew exactly what was gonna happen.

Friday night I’m home alone, wearing the tiniest sleep shorts and a cropped tank, no bra, pretending to watch TV when he shows up with a six-pack. We’re on the couch laughing about old stories when he puts his hand on my bare thigh and goes, “You’re not a little girl anymore, are you?” I just looked at him and said, “No… and I haven’t been for a while.”

That was it. He grabbed me, pulled me onto his lap, and kissed me hard, tongue deep, hands squeezing my ass like he’d been waiting years. I could feel his cock rock-hard under me already. He growled “been jerking off thinking about this pussy since you turned 18” and carried me to my dad’s guest room like I weighed nothing.

Threw me on the bed, ripped my shorts off, spread my legs wide and just stared. “Jesus Christ, look at that perfect little cunt.” Then he buried his face in me, eating my pussy like a starving man, beard scratching my thighs, tongue fucking me deep while he groaned about how sweet I tasted. I came so hard I saw stars, grabbing his hair and grinding on his face.

He stood up, dropped his jeans, and his cock is fucking huge, thick, veiny, heavy, easily 8 inches and dripping precum. He climbed over me, rubbed it through my soaked lips and asked, “You want Uncle Mike’s raw dick, babygirl?” I begged “please fuck me” and he slammed in balls-deep in one thrust. I screamed, he covered my mouth with his big hand and started pounding, bed creaking, headboard banging the wall my dad painted last year.

He fucked me missionary with my legs over his shoulders, then flipped me over and railed me doggy while choking me lightly, slapping my ass red, calling me his “dirty little secret.” I came again so hard I squirted all over his cock and the sheets. He growled “that’s it, cream on daddy’s best friend’s dick” and went even harder.

Finally he pulled me to the edge of the bed, stood over me, stroked twice and unloaded the thickest, hottest load all over my stomach and tits, some hitting my chin. So much cum it pooled on my skin. He rubbed it in with his cock like he was marking me, then leaned down and kissed me slow, whispering “this pussy belongs to me now.”

He stayed the whole weekend. Fucked me on the kitchen counter where we eat family dinner, bent me over the couch my dad watches football on, even made me ride him in my parents’ bed while I moaned “Uncle Mike” over and over. Left Sunday night with hickeys under my clothes and his cum still dripping out of me.

Dad gets home tomorrow and has no idea his best friend just claimed his daughter in every room of the house. Mike already texted “next time your dad goes fishing, I’m staying the whole week.” I’m counting the days.