Little Katie and her DUI-Blackmail for Uncle Don

Little Katie and her DUI-Blackmail for Uncle Don

Katie was Don Parker’s great niece, by marriage… a granddaughter to his wife’s sister. She grew up as a beautiful, loving child, as did her two sisters and her brother. Although not very big, she was very intelligent and excelled in speed and determination. All-time school records in softball and basketball fell as she completed her journey through high school.
As the family sat, watching her Valedictorian’s speech at graduation, she skillfully gave her classmates kudos for their accomplishments and challenged them with goals for their future. One minute, she had them in tears; the next, they were laughing and cheering.

As Don admired the girl he’d known since birth, he thought to himself, “I was born forty years too early. My God, the boy that’s fucking her is a lucky little bastard. I’ll bet her cunt tastes like icing on a cake.”
Her mother, his wife’s niece, Sherry, had told Don that Katie would be going to college in the same town where he lived. He, of course, offered to let the smaller version of Marilyn Monroe live with him.

“That’s sweet of you, Uncle Don, but it’s a Christian college and it requires all freshmen and sophomores to live in dorms. I told her that if she ever needed help with anything, though, to call you. That’s okay, isn’t it?”
Don hugged Sherry and told her he wouldn’t have it any other way. He offered for Sherry and her husband, Scott, to come to his home any weekend, so they could spend time with Katie. Since she wouldn’t have a car, either, she wouldn’t be able to drive the ninety miles home to mom, “Besides, I can always use a little family around. It’s been lonely at times since your Aunt Carly left me for the easy life in the sky.”

Sherry and Scott made a total of ten trips to Don’s place during Katie’s first year, mostly for holidays and school breaks.
As her sophomore year began, Katie’s parents had told her they’d be concentrating more on her little sister’s high school activities. But they reminded her that Don would always be close if she needed help of any kind.
Katie had loosened up a little with her college life, too. She had begun going out with friends and drinking a little. One Saturday morning at 1:45am, Don’s phone rang. The caller ID read ‘Katie’.

“What’s up, sweetheart?”

The voice on the line wasn’t Katie’s, “Mr. Parker, This is Kate’s friend, Melissa. Uh, Kate is a little drunk. Can we drop her at your place? She’ll get in bad trouble if we take her to the dorm.”
Don agreed and ten minutes later, a car stopped in front of his house. He carried Katie inside, while Melissa brought her purse and jacket. He left her in her jeans and spaghetti strap blouse as he put her up in one of the extra bedrooms, “Thank you, Melissa,” he told the pretty brunette, “Put my number in your phone and call me if anything like this happens again. I’ll get her back to school on Sunday.”

Katie’s cleavage was visible enough to peak Don’s interest. The unconscious girl knew nothing about him sliding those straps down and sucking on her thick nipples. One of the things that had turned his wife on was scraping her nipples with his teeth, so Katie received a little of the same treatment. She lay unmoving as he rubbed his stiff cock across her tits and painted lips. He moved her enough for her head to drop off the side of the big bed, causing her mouth to open wide.
It had been over four years since his dick had been in a woman’s mouth; two days before Carly’s heart attack to be exact. Katie’s mouth was larger than many and his shaft slid into it easily and deeper than he expected. Reflex caused her to gag once as he used her face for his own pleasure. When he felt his cum rising, he pulled out and spewed his spunk on her full tits.

After cleaning her up, he pulled her blouse straps back into place and straightened her in the bed. On his way out of the room, he looked back at the beauty, “Those jeans can’t be comfortable,” he murmured. He walked back, unzipped her pants and began slipping them down her hips and butt. “Oh, fuck… no panties.”
He knew he couldn’t strip her because he’d have a lot of problem pulling those tight-ass jeans back on. He decided to leave them on her hips… this time. He had to know, though, “Does she shave; does she still have a bush; is she a virgin? Damn, I hope she’s not a virgin. If she shows up like this again, I hope she’s wearing a dress.”
He slid his hand inside the unzipped pants and felt her smooth mound. His fingers worked their way into her crotch and past her inner labia, “Fuck, I can’t believe this. I have my fingers in a nineteen year-old pussy. One that I even changed diapers on a long time ago. Hmm… if she’s a virgin, I should have felt her cherry by now. Goddamn these fuckin’ tight jeans.”

Don’s second load of cum spat onto the carpet as he used one hand to jack his dick; the other to fondle Katie. Once he was spent, he managed to re-zip her jeans and pulled a sheet over her. Twice during the night, he walked, naked, into her room to check on her; taking the opportunity to rub his cock against her lips, again.

After his exhausting night, Don was fast asleep when Katie woke, confused about where she was. Her head felt like it was about to split and, at first, she was afraid she’d been raped. Her nipples were sore and scratched; although her jeans were in place, her pussy felt like it had been violated.
Once she eased out of bed and stepped into the hall, she realized where she was and headed straight to the bathroom. Once she pissed and washed her face, she went looking for her favorite uncle. Not being able to find him in the rest of the house, she peeked into his bedroom…
The man she’d known and loved for her entire life was lying in his bed, his big cock, pointing straight up toward the ceiling, “Oh… my… God…” her mind reeled, “I think somebody must have taken my virginity last night… Oh, Lord, I hope it wasn’t Uncle Don. That dick is way too much for a girl my size to handle… I think. Oh, God, I wonder who raped me.”

Don was awakened by the sound of Katie’s dry heaves.