Forbidden Affair With My Uncle

Chapter 4

Lena

I didn't know what had come over me. I didn't know why I said what I said. Maybe because of the way his touch was sending my heart into flames of what I don't know. Or the fact that he was naked from top to waist. It made my fantasies grew wilder. The urge to run my fingers all over his perfect chest. To trail my fingers on the lines of his six packs. His voice brought me back from my little fantasy world. "Is there something in your room?" His worried eyes bore into mine. And for a moment, I lost the words in my mouth.

Why didn't I think of what his response will be to my request. "I saw a cockroach in my room." I blurted out. The next thing that followed was his laughter. A sound one at it.

"What? Cockroach?" He repeated still laughing. He released his hold from my hand and continued laughing. I haven't seen him laugh so hard like that before. I turned my face towards the other side embarrassment creeping inside me. I don't blame him though. Why would I even come up with such lame lie.

"Okay, I'm sorry. But the cockroach won't stay there forever, right?" He said. I still didn't turn my face around. I was busy cussing myself for how lame my request and my lie was. I shouldn't have made it obvious that I want to be with him. Which I'm sure he'd get the wrong impression.

"Lena." He called his voice now calm.

"Len." I gulped down my saliva. The way he calls me 'Len' always puts me in the mood.

"Look at me, Lena." He said again this time around moving my jaw to face him. The way something danced in his eyes made me lower my gaze. His eyes are part of what makes my body quiver with strong desires. "f**k Lena. I want you to look at me while I'm talking to you." He said his voice slightly rising. And like someone who was being controlled, I did as he said. I looked at him.

"Listen Lena, I know you're not happy with me here."

Fuck it! Who said so?

"But trust me. I will take good care of you. I'm like your daddy now. If you need anything let your me know."

The way he always says call himself daddy hasn't sound attractive like it did at the moment. I nodded my head. "Okay, uncle. I will."

He frowned his face. "Say daddy."

I let out a smile. "Yes daddy." He took a hold of my hand once again. "Let's go eat before your stomach cries again."

We descended down where Martha was already setting the table. "I was about to head up and call you, Sir." She said politely.

"Come sit here, Lena." Uncle gestured to the empty seat next to him. We both grabbed our seats.

"Thank you, Ma'am" I offered my profound gratitude to the woman.

I reached for the spoon and tasted the hot pot. "How is it?" uncle asked as he bore his eyes onto mine.

"This is really tasty, daddy." I covered my mouth with my palms. He let out a smile instead. He'd think I covered my mouth due to the hotness of the food when it was because of how I called him daddy.

"I knew you'd enjoy it. Martha makes the best dishes. Eat up." He gestured and I returned my attention on the food. Indeed, the hot pot isn't that bad. I literally cleared everything from the bowl.

"Or do you want more?" Uncle's voice resonated to my eardrums.

I rubbed my palms on my swollen-up belly. "If I eat anything again, my stomach would burst."

"I would give you a massage then." He spoke. I opened my mouth and closed it again taken aback by his response.

"Can you do that uncle?" I asked leaning my face on my jaw as I looked at him.

"Why can't I? Anything baby wants."

Ba..by?

I gulped down my saliva. This isn't right. I shouldn't lose my guard. "Um... I should retire to bed. I have early morning class tomorrow." I said pushing the chair back. I had barely taken two steps when his deep voice echo through the room. "I would join you shortly." I didn't turn neither did I answer him.

My heart didn't stop thumping inside even after entering my room. "What the hell is wrong with you Lena? Tame in your desires." I physically scold myself.

I climbed bed and pulled the covers to my body. Fifteen minutes later and sleep hasn't come to my eyes. Due to the fact that, the man behind my fantasy is just a few steps from my room.

My hands slowly traveled down to legs. I parted them and insert my index finger on my already wet p***y. I bite my bottom lip as I suppressed the urge to moan out but it failed as the image of my uncle's naked chest ignited more powerful desire out of me. I quickened my pace, pulsing my fingers in and out. "f**k!" I moaned out as my whole body gripped with immerse pleasure.

I pictured him doing the same thing to me. Fingering me and licking the life out of my p***y. "Mm.... f**k!" I muffled out again closing my eyes on the accord. I was losing my s**t. The fantasy kept on getting wilder. I gripped the bed covers with my free hand while I continue to pulse the other hand on my throbbing core. The image of my uncle filling my whole brain.

"This...is so...fucking...good." I growled jerking my head back with my eyes still closed. Next thing, I slipped my free hand inside my nightgown and began molding my erect n*****s. I let out another moan and continued pleasuring myself with the image of my uncle.

"Ahh... f**k!" I moved my hips side by side nearing my orgasm but I didn't want to c*m yet. I want the image of him to keep on roaming in my head. My whole body escalates with shock when I opened my eyes and set them on my uncle's.

I instantly sat up and pulled the duvet to cover my half naked body my heart thumping inside its ribcage. "Un...cle." I managed to form out.

My eyes widened when his hands moved over to the covers. The way my body was on fire couldn't even be measured. "Allow daddy." He said. The words registered in my head fast. Next thing, I found my hand letting go of the bed cover and allowed it to drop on my thigh.