During my second year at the university, I made the decision to start living at my aunt's house. I had hoped to get an accommodation on campus, but it did not work out that way.
I had been staying with a friend up until this point, but this was no longer working for me, so when my cousin suggested she would love to have me stay with her, I did not hesitate.
She just completed secondary school, and she was hoping to get admission soon. Her mum, my aunty, was only too happy to have me come over. Aunty was glad to have someone keep my cousin company while she and her husband went about their day.
They lived in a pretty big house at Upper Hill Nairobi, so there was no issue of space. I moved into their place, and it was a pretty good experience.
I noticed that my cousin's dad, Uncle Larry, gave me some pretty weird looks sometimes, usually when I was dressed in revealing things, which were mostly in the mornings and evenings.
He was old enough to be my dad, so I never actually considered having anything to do with him. I was currently fucking Carter with the big dick and a hyper stamina, so things were okay in the sex department for me.
I resolved to simply ignore uncle Larry when he gave me those looks that were usually accompanied with some lip-biting and licking.
One night, I was lying in bed, about to sleep when I heard someone creep into my room. The room was dark except for the light coming through the corridor, so I could make out uncle Larry's figure as he slowly and quietly entered.
I lay still in bed and pretended to be asleep, hoping to find out what he wanted. I opened my eyes slightly to see him creep in and sit on my bed.
For a few minutes, he just sat there and did nothing.
Soon, he lifted one hand and laid it on my bare thigh. I was wearing a big night shirt and no panties. Lying down, my shirt was already hiked up to around my waist so there was really nothing covering my pussy.
Slowly, Uncle Larry brought up his hand and began to stroke my inner thigh. I could not help but shift uncomfortably when he did this, but I returned to pretending to be asleep, and he continued to pretend to buy my act.
He used his fingers to tease my inner thigh and the outer part of my pussy. He gently stroked my bald pussy and used his fingers to caress the entrance.
I bit my lips as I started to get turned on. He slipped one finger inside. After a couple of thrusts with his finger, he took it out and I saw him put it in his mouth.
Watching him taste me like that felt so fucking good. I was already so horny at this point that I nearly begged him to take me.
He brought his finger back into my pussy and this time, he pushed two fingers in. He started to thrust into me even harder and my legs began to tremble. I still continued to feign sleep. When he put three fingers in, I could not help the moan that escaped my lips.
His fingers stilled inside me as he watched me. I was not sure if he knew I was awake, but after a few seconds of watching as I lay there, he continued his assault on my pussy.
He fucked me so hard with three fingers that I was almost going crazy, I bit my lips so I would not scream out too loud.
With the second hand, he went under my shirt and held on to my breast. He fucked my pussy and stroked my breast so hard that I was going totally crazy.
My toes curled as my eyes squeezed. my eyes slightly closed and felt an intense orgasm rip through me. At this point, he pinched my nipples hard and gave me one final thrust with his fingers.
I came all over his hand and I watched him as he slowly licked my cum off his hand. After a few more minutes of just watching me, he got up to leave.
I sat up, breathing heavily and wondering what the hell just happened.
For two weeks, Uncle Larry and I enjoyed our nightly routine. He would sneak into my bedroom after his wife had fallen deep in sleep which is usually sometime after midnight, and we’d do our thing.
I’d pretend to be asleep while he continued to drive me crazy with his fingers. He would not fuck me, but take me from orgasm to orgasm with the stroke of his fingers in my cunt.
Every night, before going to bed, I would dress to impress. I bought a few sexy, cleavage-revealing, transparent nightgowns so I looked pretty for him. I noticed his sharp intake of breath anytime he entered my room and noticed a sexy little dress on my body.
I hoped I pleased him. I waited up for him, and as soon as that door opened silently, I’d shut my eyes tight and pretend to be asleep.