(30F) That time with my boyfriend’s uncle

This confession is actually from a few years ago, I was 30F at the time and a guy I was FWB 30M. We were friends first so naturally I already knew his whole family.

Especially his hot older uncle (50M). He was always really nice to me and when I got with my friend he mentioned how he was so proud his nephew got a good one.

We had some great talks during the holidays when he’d come visit. He was always so curious about me, kind, etc. It was on thanksgiving, I was sleeping over and so was he. Everyone else had gone to bed and his uncle and me were in the basement watching TV and talking. He was a little buzzed but not by much.

He kept saying he wished there was more women like me his age bc we got along so well. I laughed and said well it could be my age too bc I liked older guys. This really intrigued him. He then jokingly said he should steal me away.

I just smiled and said you could try. He put his hand on my thigh and I didn’t move it. He finally leaned forward and kissed me. When I moaned into his mouth it’s all it took for him to drag me onto his lap. I could feel him go hard against my stockings bc I hadn’t changed so my dress was riding up and my stomach and thong did little to hide my wetness.

He had my dress off, tits off, rubbing in his face while his fingers went from behind to play with my pussy. He broke the kiss to lay me down and I helped rip my stockings off, my panties were whipped off and I lay there ready and soaking.

He kept commenting how gorgeous I was and took his hard cock out. He teased my entrance before he entered swiftly. I had my legs spread upon, knees to my chest! This man was not playing. He was making out with me and calling me his dirty slut. I didn’t mind one bit.

When he was coming he put his cock into my mouth hard and fucked me , making me take him balls deep. I almost came just from that! While I was busy recovering, he went down on me and had my legs shaking on his shoulders. I came hard and fast.

I later went into my boyfriend’s room and slept next to him like nothing happened.

The next morning his mom asked whose ripped stockings were in the basement. It was a wild night. I had a few more dalliances with the uncle, until he moved away for work.