No Stalker, No Virginity

Scarlett 11 stories

Summary

All characters are over 18. Mature content ahead. 18+ only Uncle Bennie sits across the street every morning with his dick out, claiming to be on the look out for his adoptive niece's stalker. Sarah opens those curtains like she owns the fucking sunrise. It's the same every morning. Like clockwork. Nightie gone. Legs spread. Then she fingers herself and moans for him, “Breed your niece’s virgin womb, uncle. Ruin me before some loser gets the chance.” He tells himself he is only watching. Only keeping her safe. Married. A detective. Her mother would kill him if she knew what he did every morning. None of it stops his fist. His cock jumps every time she pulls those puffy lips open and shows him the tight pink hole that still has never taken a real dick. She does not know he is there. Or maybe she does. Either way, the little slut keeps performing and he keeps stroking until the lotion and the precum make a mess of the car. One more morning and he's about to drive away as always, still no stalker in sight. Then she looks straight at him, comes hard enough to soak the sheets, and blows him a kiss. So the little tease does know he is watching. Was there even really a stalker or did she just want his dick? Well then, who is he to turn her away? No more nice Uncle Bennie. He is coming for that cunt. And he is not leaving until it is ruined.