Seaching for Big O

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Searching for Big OBy XandriaFebruary 1st 2003 12:30am

Dear Diary,

Something happened tonight...

I can't believe I'm about to write it all down, but I desperately need to tell someone, and I know that I can never say this out loud.

I'm blushing a little as I write this, but it was just so hot, and I'd undressed to have a cool bath, when I caught my reflection in the full length mirror. Confused, it took me a moment to realise that the beautiful woman reflected, was me! I'd never really taken much notice of my developing body before, but I'm sure aware of it now.

Shock and disbelief filled me as my eyes traveled over my firm, slightly tanned body. Strong calf muscles stretching up to my long, smooth thighs and meeting at the tuft of black pubic hair covering my small mound. The slight widening of my hips, dipping inwards for my slim waist. Eyes traveling higher, firm breasts rising and falling faster as sweet quivers began to spread through me. Unable to pull my gaze away, I ran a single finger down between my breasts, enjoying the little thrills as my fingers caressed the underside of my breast, running another down my flat abdomen, gently stoking my fingers over my sensitive pussy.

A sudden, indrawn breath caught my attention. Eyes flicking to the refection of the door behind me, I found to my horror that it was open, and in the doorway stood my very besotted looking Uncle! His mouth hanging open as his eyes moved over me, something shifting in his loose black pants. He turned his back, seemingly coming to his senses.

"Ummm", he cleared his thought nervously, "Sorry, I um - just came in to say goodnight, Janice and I are turning in early". He laughed a little, nervously, "I'll - umm - remember to knock in future", before leaving me alone, closing the door behind him, as I called a shaky goodnight in return.

I fell onto the bed, my face glowing red with embarrassment.

My Uncle Matt had caught me admiring my nude body in the mirror...

My Uncle Matt had caught me touching myself while admiring my nude body...

My Uncle Matt had gotten a hard-on from watching me!

But that's not the worst part...As I lay there, remembering the way his eyes had moved over me, the movement in his pants, I felt that down low, tickling heat begin in my pussy. I had to admit that getting caught was kind of a turn-on, and seeing Uncle Matt becoming aroused as he watched me...

My hands began to stroke and caress my breasts again. One hand traveling slowly down my flat abdomen, trembling as it stoked closer and closer to my now very wet pussy. Moaning softly, my inner muscles tightening in anticipation, my fingers gently parting the delicate lips, as another began lightly tapping and stroking my sensitive clit.

My mind wandering as the sweet sensations grew. As my strokes became faster, I wondered what would have happened, had my Uncle not turned his back. What would have happened if he'd come in further and closed the door behind him.

I imagined him gripping my slim shoulders, unable to control himself as he crushed my soft lips with his own. His hands stroking down my arms and over my hips to grip my tight ass. Pulling me firmly against his rock hard erection. Whispering my pet name, "sweet thing", into my ear, telling me how much he wanted me, had always wanted me. Spreading my thighs wider bending my knees to give my fingers better access, as they worked rapidly on my singing clit. I felt my muscles tightening, screaming for something to grip onto, as I rode the sweet waves of my orgasm. Racing towards something, just out of reach, just out of sight, the pleasure growing stronger as I drew closer, but I just couldn't reach. I had to bite back my scream of frustration as the sensations began to fade.

I got so close this time...Damn I don't even know what it is I'm reaching for, all I know is that every time, I feel myself moving towards something stronger, more intense, and the frustration that fills me when I can't make it, is overwhelming. Through the wall I heard the rhythmic movements of Matts' and Janices' lovemaking, heat spreading again as I heard him moan and grunt his release.

Guilt and shame fills me as I write this. I long to feel Uncle Matts' strong hands and mouth on my hot body, to feel his cock stretching my tight virgin pussy.

What would he be like? Would he be rough, taking his pleasure hard and fast with little care as to mine? Or would he take it slow, caressing hands, exploring mouth, bringing my willing body to peak after peak before finally enjoying his own release?

February 7th 2003

Dear diary,

It's enough to make me want to scream in frustration. I've started wearing less and less around the house. Desperately trying to make him notice me again as more then just his niece, but as the woman I have become. But he doesn't seem to have noticed anything! His chaste kisses and hugs are driving me insane. My mind and body crying out for him to "accidentally" stoke my tight ass or firm breasts. But nothing...Nothing!

But his lovemaking with Janice seems to be getting more and more intense. Night after night this week, I've lay in bed listening to their now, more vigorous coupling, my fingers stroking at my quivering pussy in time with Matts', loud grunts and moans, and I swear I heard Janice whimpering once after he'd finished, he was insatiable these days, and she was afraid she wasn't really satisfying him anymore, he just always seemed to need more then she could give.
I can't help it, it excites me that she's unable to satisfy him. Makes me wonder if he needs something