Kristy's Cunt
- Hamlin
- Apr 9
- 6 min read
Updated: Aug 8
Kristy lay in her room, ashamed, because she'd been raped by Uncle Ted. It wasn't the first time. In fact, it wasn't even the first time this week.
Kristy's shame wasn't due to the fact that she'd been violated by her uncle. It was because she knew it was her fault. She'd let it happen. She always did.
The problem wasn't that Kristy had—exactly—let it happen, or that she'd wanted it. The problem was her cunt. It was a traitor.
Kristy's cunt was shamefully wet and highly aroused, the kind of cunt that belonged to a slut. Kristy, however, was not a slut. She simply had a slutty pussy.
Kristy was brutally aware that she shouldn't listen to her cunt. Unfortunately, something happened in her head and her body when her cunt got hot, and it got hot at seemingly the slightest provocation. All one needed to do was simply press a finger, a hand, or their cock against Kristy's cunt, and it would immediately accept their advances.
Many men in her life knew about Kristy's cunt, and it's natural reaction to being touched. In an attempt to keep her cunt from being stimulated, Kristy avoided wearing things like skirts or dresses. She opted for jeans, in the hopes that the thick material would somehow prevent her cunt from getting aroused, needy, and making her act like a slut. It never worked.
Today, Uncle Ted had stopped by the house to borrow some tools from Kristy's father. Kristy, who had been in the garage at the time, vacuuming her car, hadn't heard his approach until it was too late.
She was bent over, the vacuum roaring, with her alluring backside sticking out of the back seat's passenger side. Thus, when Uncle Ted arrived, he was presented with the sight of Kristy's ass, encased in tight jean shorts, and he did as any man that knew Kristy would do. He placed his hand between her legs and got a nice feel of her cunt.
Kristy's legs shook as her traitorous cunt immediately flooded her panties with fuck honey. She moaned loudly and spread her legs further apart as she looked over her shoulder in horror. Uncle Ted continued rubbing her cunt through her shorts, causing a flush to rise in Kristy's cheeks.
"No!" she tried to shout, but it came out as a whisper.
As it always did, her cunt kept her rooted to the spot, accepting her uncle's lecherous attention, as she watched him pull out his cock.
"Uncle Ted! No! Please!" she pleaded.
Ted, however, reached around and unsnapped Kristy's shorts, tugging them down and giving himself better access to her pussy. Had there been any chance of avoid it before, that chance vanished once he was able to push his fingers under her panties and touch her bare pussy.
"Always so wet for me," Ted said. "Let's get you what you need, honey."
Kristy did not need a raping. However, her cunt did. Uncle ted tugged her panties to the side and eased his cock into her wet depths, sighing with relief as his niece's slick, tight young channel wrapped around his length. Kristy groaned, putting her head down on the car seat as the vacuum continued to roar.
Uncle Ted got a good grip on her hips and spent a nice few minutes, pumping Kristy's squishing fuckbox. Even over the sound of the vacuum, the sopping wet squish of Kristy's agitated and aroused twat filled the garage. Ted's pelvis slapped wetly against her backside as streams of fuck honey leaked down her legs. It took only a few solid pumps from his prick to turn Kristy's protests into needs whimpers.
In those first few pumps, her cunt contracted, squeezing Uncle Ted's prick so tightly that he had to grit his teeth against his own need to fill her with cum. It was one of the little things that men so liked about using Kristy's fuckhole. It came so easily, so often, and squeezed one's cock like a lubed masturbatory aid.
This wonderful feature of Kristy's cunt, however, did make it difficult for a primed and keyed-up slab of cock meat to last for too long. Uncle Ted, however, didn't mind the ease with which his niece's tightly gripping hole extracted its reward. No matter how long a turn in Kristy's cunt lasted, it was always a pleasure to nut into it.
"That's it, slut," Ted said with a groan. "Fuck! Take Teddy's fat load!"
Kristy, of course, orgasmed loudly when Ted pumped her full of his goo. He was not lying either. Uncle Ted always had fat, thick, heavy loads of cum to empty into her. Today was no exception. He jammed his cock deep into her for the final few pumps, his hands so tight on her hips they left red finger marks when he finally let her go.
With the edge off, Ted pulled his shorts back up, helped himself to her father's tools, and left. Kristy lay in the back seat, huffing, her hair damp with sweat, and her cunt leaking onto the floor of the garage.
While Kristy lay in bed that night, wallowing in the shame of her most recent violation, she finally managed to fall asleep. Some time later, though, she awoke to the familiar feel of her father, his hand under the sheets, rubbing her cunt. Kristy blinked back sleep, greeted by the sound of her wet and sloppy cunt mingled with her father's heavy breathing.
"Dad—" she whined.
However, her father knelt on the bed next to her and pushed his cock between her lips. With his fingers working her cunt, driving pleasure through her body, Kristy couldn't resist. She lay submissively as her father pumped his erection into her mouth.
It was not that he needed the extra lubrication, nor the head start on getting his dick hard. There was simply something highly erotic and addictive in the way Kristy's eyes filled with shame and regret as she accepted his cock and began to suck on it. The small whimpers signaled her pussy's desperate need to be filled, and she'd submit to anything to get it. The beauty of having a girl with a traitor of a cunt around was that once it got wet, her mouth could say no all it wanted, but her body never would.
"That's Daddy's little fuckhole," her father said, stroking her hair.
Kristy humped his fingers as he slowly fucked her mouth, her flush deepening at her father's filthy words. Daddy liked the filthy words. He liked Kristy to say them, too, even though she didn't want to.
He soon eased his cock out of her mouth and climbed between her legs. Her father always liked to fuck her this way, looking at her, squeezing her big melons as he jammed his length into her. Her watery, shameful gaze could keep him going all night, despite her slick hole's need for a cum load.
"Goddamn," he hissed as he pushed his cockhead into her. "Daddy never gets tired of this slutty pussy."
"Please…" Kristy moaned.
It was meant as yet another plea for him not to violate her insides, but it came out as quite the opposite.
"Don't worry. Daddy's got what you need," he said, bringing his weight down on her, his hard length pushing deeper.
He gathered her in his arms, crushing her to his chest as his hips rose and fell, forcing squirting, mewling, moaning pleasure from her cunt with each long stroke of his cock. Kristy's pussy poured fuck nectar onto the sheets, the sound of her wetness clearly audible over her father's labored breathing, and her own guilty moans of pleasure. Her nipples, stiff, rubbed against his chest as he fucked her.
"You love Daddy's cock, don't you sluthole?" he whispered in her ear.
"I love it!" Kristy moaned, humping his meat as her cunt gripped him tightly.
"Tell Daddy you're his nasty fucktoy."
"I'm Daddy's nasty fucktoy!"
Every word was another spike of shameful pain that only seemed to intensify the pleasure. That was what her cunt wanted. It wanted more pleasure, and the dirty words somehow gave it that.
"Fuck my slutty cunt, Daddy! Cum up my slutty cunt!"
Daddy did cum up her slutty cunt, but it took him quite some time. Kristy lay in a puddle of her own juices by the time he at last injected her with his gooey load. She was practically asleep by then, coated with sweat, and hardly able to mumble another dirty word. Her cunt kept making her try, though, all the way up to the final spurt of Daddy's seed.
When he'd finished with her pussy, leaving it leaking, he took one more quick turn in her mouth. That was Daddy's way. He always made sure his cock was clean before he went back to bed.
After he'd gone, Kristy fell asleep in her soaked sheets. She'd have only a few hours rest before Daddy stopped in before leaving for work.
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