Being Taken by an Older Man

"Wow, check you out all grown up!"
"Hi, Uncle Paulie! How are you?"
"I'm better now that I'm finally free. Come here and give me a big hug you little rascal!"
My Uncle Paulie wasn't really my Uncle. He was a very close friend of my mothers, that was until he got sentenced to eight years in prison for embezzlement. I never got the full story, but he'd swindled some serious cash from two former employers. I'd heard rumours that sexual harassment was also amongst the charges, but I was only twelve years old at the time he went to jail.
My mother remained in contact with him, and I think some of that cash may have paid for our trip to Disneyland Florida when I was ten. Uncle Paulie didn't come with us, but I'm convinced it wasn't possible without his stolen generosity.
Anyway, here we were, many years later, celebrating his release. His friends had hired a private function room at a hotel in the city and invited some forty to fifty guests. I tagged along with mum for support, not expecting Uncle Paulie to remember me. I certainly didn't remember too much of him, just a few vague memories of him taking me to the local park and buying me sweets and ice-cream. I also remembered him being tall and fat, always cracking jokes.
I will stress right now. Uncle Paulie never ever acted inappropriately around me or towards me. Until that night at his homecoming party.
Uncle Paulie hugged me tightly and squeezed, squashing my large breasts against his muscular frame. He'd certainly transformed in prison from the tall, overweight joker, and into this tall, muscle-bound gentle giant, or so I thought.
"Wow, Alice, you must be what? Twenty? Twenty-one by now?"
"I'm twenty!" I proudly stated.
"Twenty! Wow! And just as beautiful as your mother!"
"Thanks," I gushed, taken in by this strong, handsome, older man.
Uncle Paulie was fifty-two and he stood tall around six-foot. He had a muscly upper body, which stretched his shirt, and he had short, dark shaven hair.
We smiled and hugged once more before he gazed down into my cleavage. "So great to see you all grown up, Alice. Very nice."
Uncle Paulie and I chatted for around twenty minutes, mostly about my future plans and my Grandmas florist, which is where I've worked since I was sixteen. He then left me with a big grin and the promise of a drink later on together. After we parted, I mingled with a few people I knew through my mother and merrily became drunk.
I think it was close to midnight when I returned from having a cigarette, and Uncle Paulie asked me for a dance. He'd already danced with half the women at the party, including my mother. I could see how he managed to embezzle his employers, he was so friendly and charming. I could also believe the sexual harassment charges, if they were true, by the way he cheekily groped some of the more eager women he danced with.
As Uncle Paulie and I danced, it was clear we were both drunk. Not crazy drunk, but low inhibitions and having fun drunk. Despite this, Uncle Paulie kept his hands to himself, probably in fear of our age difference. I was of course young enough to be his daughter.
He grinned, sighed, chuckled and grunted as we moved together. I knew he was fighting off some kind of urge to grope me, and in turn, I felt some sort of sexual power over him. He wanted me but knew he couldn't have me. He wanted to touch me but knew he shouldn't.
Enjoying this power I believed I had over him, I teased Uncle Paulie a little, with a few shakes of my round booty before smirking mischievously at him. I also enjoyed having him glance and smile into my deep cleavage, and he knew it.
I was wearing a burgundy low cut cocktail dress which revealed my ample bust. Inside the dress my big, braless breasts jiggled with the music. My hair was long and wavy, and my makeup was pretty, yet alluring. I hadn't for one second stopped to think that I was flirting brazenly with a man not only thirty-two years my senior, but a man that hadn't been inside a woman in eight years!
After a few dances, another woman rudely cut in and brushed me aside. I Haramidere escort bayan laughed and went outside for a cigarette, somewhat relived to get away from the quickly becoming raunchy atmosphere between Uncle Paulie and me.
No sooner had I finished my cigarette, did a drunk and determined Uncle Paulie suddenly appear outside looking for me.
"There you are, Alice!" he grinned.
"Is everything ok?" I asked, flicking my cigarette butt away.
"It will be when we've finished what we started!" he grinned wider, and a little sinisterly.
I laughed and sprayed some fresh perfume. "You want to dance again?"
Uncle Paulie took me by the hand, swallowing up my dainty feminine hand with his large, manly rough grasp, and led me round the corner of the hotel, and down the alley where the delivery trucks parked to unload.
"Uncle Paulie!" I shrieked as I giggled. "What are you doing?"
Uncle Paulie pushed me up against the hotel building and held my face with both his hands. My heart beat fast and I felt wobbly on my feet all of a sudden. I was slightly nervous, but also aroused.
"I need to kiss you, Alice!" he said, and then his mouth was against mine, his tongue forcing its way inside to meet and greet mine.
With no time to think or react, I sighed through my nostrils and allowed him to kiss me. He was a giant compared to me, crouched into my personal space as he held my face and kissed me more than passionately. This was a man determined to get what he wanted.
"Mmmmm, you taste amazing. So sweet and innocent!" he groaned, pulling his tongue from my mouth and planting rough kisses across my cheek and up the left side of my neck. "Fuck! You smell so good, Alice!"
Uncle Paulie then grabbed the dress straps on my shoulders and pulled them down my arms. I wasn't sure if I was consenting or not, it just happened too quickly for me to object.
Then, I gasped at the cold air consuming my hardening nipples. Uncle Paulie groaned a little deeper and grabbed my breasts, squeezing them together before he pushed me firmly against the wall, by pushing his weight into them through his big hands.
"Best tits at this party, Alice! Mmmmm, fuck yes!"
I giggled and submitted, not that I was particularly resisting anyway, and then moaned myself as he feasted on my soft flesh. He sucked on my nipples and childishly motorboated my breasts, before he gently slapped and then buried his face into them again.
"I've been dreaming of a getting my hands on a big of tits for years. Now suck me off, Alice," he said, his voice hoarse and drunk.
I didn't respond at first, but then his big hands were on my bare shoulders, pushing my topless body downwards. Managing to squat with my back leaning against the cold brick, Uncle Paulie yanked his belt apart and shuffled his trousers down around his ankles.
My eyes lit up and I beamed a great big smile. Uncle Paulie's cock was in proportion with his six-foot frame. Rock hard, with a menacing look about it, his cock throbbed with its dark purple veins pulsing throughout the shaft. My pussy quivered and my mouth watered.
I took him in my hand and looked up as I stroked his foreskin back and forth. "That's it, Alice, now put it inside that sweet, young mouth of yours."
With a girly smile, I leaned forwards and wrapped my lips around his hard, thick head. A deep groan sounded directly above me, before I'm sure it echoed up and down the alley.
Then I took his cock into my mouth, sucking and swirling my tongue as I bobbed my head slowly and gently backwards and forwards. The deeper and longer Uncle Paulie groaned the more greedily I sucked. As I sucked more and more I began to wonder when his last blowjob was, and the last time he had the pleasure of ejaculating inside a warm, wet mouth of an eager to please slut like me.
I was then brought back to reality, when Uncle Paulie grabbed my hair and began to slowly fuck my mouth. Sensing he was getting close to cumming, I moaned around his cock, humming against his shaft as I willed him to fill my mouth. I was Escort İkitelli definitely going to swallow his load.
Then it happened. Uncle Paulie held my head firm and pumped his cock in and out of my mouth, shooting a thick, sticky load straight down my throat. As I swallowed my eyes watered slightly, such was the amount of cum he fed me. His strong body wilted and trembled as he groaned and grunted over me. I continued to swallow until every drop had been deposited into my mouth. When it was finally over, Uncle Paulie picked me up and helped my breasts back inside my dress.
"Thank you, Alice. That was one hell of a blowjob. You've certainly grown up since I last saw you!"
We both chuckled and walked back round to the front of the hotel. I lit a cigarette and Uncle Paulie left me, so not to draw any suspicion.
For the duration of the party we smiled and nodded, but we never danced or flirted. In fact, we didn't even speak. A week later, he came into Grandmas florist to see me.
"Hi, Alice, is your mother or grandmother here?"
"Hi, Uncle Paulie, no they're not, I'm working alone today."
"You can drop the Uncle, Alice. You're too grown up for all that now," he chuckled.
"Fair enough," I smiled. "Paulie, are you looking for flowers?"
"Ohh, not quite. I've come to see you. I can't stop thinking about you after what we did."
"We we're drunk," I blushed, from behind the counter.
Paulie locked the door and flipped the open sign over. "I need more of you, Alice, and I'm not leaving until I have you properly."
"Seriously?" I exclaimed. "You can't force me!" I then laughed, not taking him seriously.
"I would never force you," he said, appearing genuine. "But I know you want it to."
I was suddenly very nervous. "Paulie," I sighed, when he reached my side of the counter and stroked my face.
"Let's go out the back, Alice, let me return the favour."
"Paulie, we can't," I sighed once more, but allowing him to usher me out back anyway.
"Come here," he said, closing the door to the back room, and then spinning me round to face him.
I tried to protest but then we were suddenly kissing again. Having this older, strong man take me in his arms had me gooey very quickly. We kissed and his hand was suddenly cupping my breasts over my baggy white blouse.
"You're so hot, Alice. Look at you. All grown up and sexy as anything. Nice skirt. Nice and short. I think you were hoping to run into me."
I laughed at his words before his hand disappeared up that short skirt. "Mmmmm, sexy," he smirked, rubbing my mound through my cotton panties. "I bet you shave down there, don't you?"
Paulie pushed me towards the table and then hopped me up to sit on it. His strength turned me on. He pulled off my sandals and then pulled up my skirt and pulled down my panties, revealing indeed, my shaven pussy.
"Look how tight and juicy that is," he said, I think to himself, as he stared mesmerised at the swelling, damp slit between my legs.
"You want me to eat that sweet pussy of yours, Alice?" he asked, rubbing his thumb up against, and then into my folds.
I gasped and arched my back, thrusting my chest forwards. My arms were fully locked behind me, taking my weight on the table. "Do it!" I gasped once more.
Paulie dropped to his knees and spread my thighs. But before he tasted me, he reached out and unbuttoned my blouse. I moved off the table and helped him remove it fully, and then I removed my bra before getting back onto the table.
"I've missed those big tits!" he grinned, and then he groped them with his big hands.
I leaned back on the table with my arms fully locked again and enjoyed the feeling of having my natural breasts played with. It was certainly a pleasant and unexpected ending to the working day.
After a few minutes of groping me like a piece of meat, Paulie put his hands on my thighs and pulled them further apart. He then drove his head between my legs and teased my pussy with a few gentle licks.
I moaned and closed my eyes, absorbing every tingling Çapa escort sensation as he tasted and teased my pussy. Paulie then moved up to my clit and pressed firmly against it with his tongue. With one hand, he then resumed groping my breasts and tweaking my rock-hard nipples, all the while, licking and pleasuring my clit and pussy.
I moved my hips, lifting my arse up down to encourage his tongue to go deeper. It felt amazing. I would cum soon.
My mother and grandma were not expected to turn up, but the thought they might drove me closer to my orgasm. If either popped in unexpectedly, they would find me being a right dirty little slut.
Paulie knew from all my groaning, panting and squirming that I was close. He pressed hard against my clit and flicked it like a mad man. Next thing I knew, I was screaming in ecstasy in the back of the florist.
I don't squirt and I don't usually gush either, but on that occasion my juices gushed onto his tongue, mouth and face.
"That was heaven! How was it for you?" Paulie beamed proudly, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand.
"Heaven!" I sighed deeply satisfied.
"I'm going to fuck you now, Alice!"
I watched in dire need of a good hard fuck, as Paulie stepped between my legs and groped my tits with one hand, whilst rubbing his cock into my folds with his other hand.
Our gazes locked, with him grinning and me panting in anticipation. His cock was big. He was going to spread my wide open and I was going to feel and enjoy every thick inch of him.
"Are you ready?" he teased.
"Fuck me!" I spat.
"You sound like it's you who hasn't been fucked in eight years, not the other way round."
"Just put it in, Paulie. Put it inside me and fuck me!"
As the final words rolled off my tongue, Paulie grabbed my thighs and started slowly pushing his old, thick cock into my young, tight pussy.
"You're soaking wet!" he moaned, pushing more and more of his length inside my pussy.
Soon enough, I had taken all of him inside me. It felt amazing. I moaned so long and loud I forgot where I was and concentrated purely on the feeling between my legs, which was starting to spread throughout my body.
Paulie then started slamming in and out of me, causing my big tits to bounce, wobble and move all over the place as he knocked at my cervix and threatened to break through it.
He literally started destroying my pussy. I was soaking wet and gushing. A white frothy foam like substance formed a ring around his cock, something I'd never seen before, and my pussy squelched loudly with each hard thrust he gave me.
"You're not the first pussy I've had since I got out, Alice! But you're by far the best fucking pussy I've ever put my cock in!"
I felt kind of jealous at his confession, but quickly let it blow over as he fucked me to an awesome climax. He was no longer Uncle Paulie to me. He wasn't even Paulie in that moment. He was simply a hot, older guy with a big dick. A big dick he knew how to use mercilessly on my young body.
Paulie made me cum twice in that position, before he flipped me over the desk with my tits squashed down on my Grandmas desk, while he had me from behind.
He fucked me even harder from behind. Pulling me up from the desk by my long, brown hair as he screwed me with everything he had. I had never been fucked this raw before.
We then began to moan in unison. Me for my third orgasm on his cock, and for Paulie his first inside me. At least that's where I assumed he was going to cum. It was the correct assumption.
Paulie fucked me as hard as he could, telling me how hot and tight I was. He also called me a sexy little slut as he slammed into me with my tits swinging violently. Then, he began to release his load into my womb. The pulses I felt were strong, I knew I was receiving a big load of cum.
The florist was not only full of flowers, but it was also now full of animal like grunts and groans as we climaxed together.
When Paulie eventually pulled out of my tired, swollen and battered pussy, I was exhausted and dripping so much cum onto the floor between my spread legs.
Like the selfish guy I guess he truly was, Paulie put his softening cock away and said his goodbyes, promising to pop by again soon.
I cleaned myself up, barely able to walk properly for a few hours. He had torn me inside, but it was worth it. It was one hell of a ride.