Emily had just gotten back from her morning run and was still sweaty in her tank top and shorts when she walked into the kitchen. Her step-uncle Robert was staying with them for a few weeks while he sorted out his divorce. The house was quiet—her parents were both at work. She figured she’d grab some water and head upstairs to shower.
She pushed open the kitchen door and froze.
Robert was standing there completely naked, his back to her, reaching for a mug in the cabinet. His ass was pale and hairy, legs thick from years of construction work. His cock hung heavy between his thighs as he turned around slowly.
“Jesus Christ!” Emily yelped, eyes wide.
Robert jumped, nearly dropping the mug. “Shit, Emily! I thought you were gone for the day. I was just… fuck, sorry.”
He didn’t cover up right away. His cock twitched as he looked at her flushed face and the way her nipples poked through the thin tank top from the cool air conditioning. Emily’s eyes kept dropping down despite herself. She had always thought her step-uncle was kind of hot in that rough, older guy way—broad shoulders, salt-and-pepper chest hair, the kind of man who actually knew how to use his hands.
“I… I can go,” she mumbled, but her feet didn’t move.
Robert smirked a little, the surprise turning into something hungrier. “You don’t have to. Door’s closed. Nobody’s home for hours.”
The air felt thick. Emily could hear the fridge humming and the distant sound of a neighbor’s lawnmower. Her pussy gave a sudden throb. She had fantasized about something like this more than once when he walked around the house in just basketball shorts.
Robert took a step closer, his cock starting to thicken. “You’ve been staring at me all week, girl. Thought it was just my imagination.”
Emily bit her lip. “This is so fucked up… you’re my uncle.”
“Step-uncle,” he corrected, voice low. “And you’re twenty-one. Not a kid anymore.”
He was right in front of her now. She could smell his skin—soap and that masculine musk. His hand brushed her waist. Emily shivered but didn’t pull away. Instead, she reached out and wrapped her fingers around his thickening cock. It jumped in her palm, growing hard fast.
“Fuck…” Robert groaned.
She stroked him slowly, feeling him swell to full hardness. He was thick, veins standing out, the head already shiny. Emily dropped to her knees right there on the kitchen tile, not caring how dirty it was. She took him in her mouth, sucking greedily, tongue swirling around the head while her hand pumped the shaft.
Robert grabbed her ponytail, guiding her head. “That’s it, baby. Suck uncle’s cock like a good girl.”
The dirty words made her moan around his dick. She bobbed faster, spit dripping down her chin, gagging a little when he pushed deeper. Her free hand slipped into her shorts, rubbing her soaked pussy.
After a couple minutes Robert pulled her up, breathing hard. “Bend over the counter.”
Emily shoved her shorts and panties down in one motion, kicking them aside. She leaned over the granite, ass out, back arched. Robert stepped behind her and rubbed his wet cock along her slit, teasing her clit.
“You’re dripping,” he growled.
“Just fuck me already,” she whined.
He pushed in raw, stretching her open in one long thrust. Emily gasped loud, gripping the edge of the counter. He was thick and it burned so good. Robert didn’t go slow—he started pounding her hard, hips slapping against her ass, the sound loud in the quiet kitchen.
“Shit, your pussy’s tight,” he grunted, one hand on her hip, the other reaching around to rub her clit roughly.
Emily moaned with every thrust, her tits bouncing inside her tank top. The counter dug into her stomach but she didn’t care. She pushed back to meet him, fucking him just as hard.
“Harder, uncle… fuck me harder!”
Robert obliged, slamming into her deep, balls slapping her clit. Sweat was already running down his chest onto her back. The kitchen filled with the wet sounds of skin on skin and her desperate little whimpers.
He pulled out suddenly and spun her around, lifting her onto the counter. Dishes clattered. He yanked her tank top up, sucking hard on her nipples while shoving back inside her. Emily wrapped her legs around his waist, heels digging into his ass as he fucked her in deep, grinding strokes.
“Oh god… I’m gonna cum,” she gasped.
“Do it. Cum on uncle’s cock.”
Her pussy clenched hard around him as the orgasm hit. She cried out, body shaking, juices dripping down his balls. Robert kept pounding through it, grunting, getting closer.
He pulled out at the last second and stroked himself fast. Thick ropes of cum shot across her stomach and tits, some landing on her chin. Emily reached down and rubbed it into her skin, panting.
They stayed like that for a minute, breathing heavy. Then reality came back.
“Fuck… the counter,” Emily laughed weakly, looking at the mess.
Robert grabbed a paper towel and wiped her down quickly, then himself. He pulled his shorts back on while she fixed her clothes.
“Parents get home at six,” he said, voice still rough. “Plenty of time for round two after you shower.”
Emily grinned, cheeks flushed. “You better be naked again when I come out.”
She grabbed her water and headed upstairs, legs shaky, cum still sticky between her thighs. The boring morning had turned into something way better. Robert watched her ass as she walked away, already thinking about bending her over the couch next.

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