I had sex with my uncle, my father's brother

I couldn’t sleep. My mind was racing and my body was restless. I decided to get up and go to the kitchen to get a glass of water. As I tiptoed down the hallway, I noticed a light coming from the living room. I peeked inside and froze in surprise.

There was my uncle Marcelo, sitting on the couch, completely naked. His huge, colossal cock was in his hand, and he was masturbating vigorously. I couldn’t believe what I was seeing. My heart was pounding in my chest and I felt a sudden rush of excitement. I had never seen a cock that big before.

I should have turned around and gone back to my room, but I couldn’t help myself. I walked into the living room and cleared my throat. Marcelo looked up, startled, and quickly covered himself with a blanket.

“Luane, what are you doing here?” he asked, his voice shaking.

“I couldn’t sleep,” I said, trying to sound casual. "I came to get some water."

I went to the kitchen, poured a glass, and took a long drink. I could feel Marcelo's eyes on me, and I knew he was nervous. I decided to take advantage of the situation.

"Uncle Marcelo," I said, turning to him. "Can I help you with something?"

He looked at me, surprised. "What do you mean?"

"Well, you were masturbating," I said matter-of-factly. "I could help you with that, if you want."

Marcelo's eyes widened, and he hesitated for a moment. But then he nodded. "Okay," he said, his voice barely above a whisper.

I walked over to the couch and sat down next to him. I reached out and took his cock in my hand. It was even bigger than I thought, and I couldn't wait to feel it inside me.

“Do you like that, Uncle Marcelo?” I asked, squeezing his cock gently.

“Yes,” he groaned. “Oh, yes.”

I began to stroke his cock, slowly at first, then faster and faster. I could feel him getting harder and harder in my hand, and I knew he was close.

“I’m going to cum,” he said, his voice tight.

“Go ahead,” I said, squeezing his cock tighter. “Cum for me, Uncle Marcelo.”

With a loud groan, Marcelo came, shooting his load all over my hand and the blanket. I kept stroking him until he was exhausted, then I leaned over and licked his cock clean.

“That was amazing,” Marcelo said, breathing heavily.

“I’m glad you liked it,” I said, smiling. “Maybe we can do this again sometime.”

I got up and went back to my room, feeling satisfied and excited. I couldn’t wait to see what other adventures awaited me at my uncle’s house.

The next morning, I woke up feeling refreshed and energized. I went to the kitchen to make breakfast, and Marcelo was already there, making coffee.

“Good morning, Luane,” he said, smiling.

“Good morning, Uncle Marcelo,” I said, smiling back.

We ate breakfast in silence, but there was an awkward tension between us. I knew we had to talk about what happened last night, but I didn’t know how to approach the subject.

Finally, Marcelo spoke. “Luane, about last night…”

“It’s okay, Uncle Marcelo,” I said, interrupting him. “I wanted it just as much as you did.”

Marcelo looked relieved. “I’m glad,” he said. “I was worried you might be upset.”

“Upset?” I said, laughing. “No way. That was the hottest thing I’ve ever done.”

Marcelo smiled. "Me too," he said. "Maybe we can do it again someday."

I smiled. "I'd like that," I said.

And so, we continued to explore our desires and limits, always with mutual respect and consent. It was a summer I would never forget.

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