Back and forth, back and forth, in a monotonous rhythm.
The force gradually grew stronger, but he only repeated that… yet for my pussy at that time, it was more than enough intense stimulation.
His heavy balls slapped against me with every thrust, and I felt his cock swell even thicker inside me as he approached climax.
His arms, trained by physical labor, held my body firmly.
His powerful legs and hips thrust upward.
Our skin slapped loudly together, and I could vividly feel the sensation of his sweaty body.
While thrusting, Uncle also grabbed my waist and moved it.
It was like I was a doll.
My body was being used by Uncle.
Used like a tool for relieving his sexual frustration.
It was humiliating.
I thought it was terrible.
I used to like Uncle, but I felt betrayed.
What does he think women are… I thought that while being fucked.
…But soon, it didn’t matter anymore.
Something far stronger — the feeling of ‘Ah, I might really like this’ — a sensation I had never even considered before — completely overwrote everything.
And then it perfectly reversed.
Being used however they want while I’m “sleeping” excites me.
Being treated like a tool and having lust pounded into me excites me.
Seeing a man who thinks I’m defenselessly asleep, unaware that I’m actually awake, doing terrible things to feel good… seeing him being so defenseless and unguarded himself… excites me.
Ah, this is who I am.
I like this kind of thing.
The moment I first became aware of my previously unknown “sexual preference”… Uncle released his desire deep inside my vagina, at the very back.
His cockhead pressed hard against my cervix as powerful jets of hot, sticky cum erupted directly into my womb, flooding me with thick spurts that overflowed and leaked out around his shaft.
I felt his cockhead pressed against my deepest part as hot, sticky fluid gushed out powerfully… and while continuing to pretend to sleep… I reached climax.
Afterward, Uncle, still drunk, left the room.
After I heard his footsteps fade away, I got up… my heart still pounding, and cleaned up the aftermath of what Uncle had done to me by myself.
The next morning, it seemed Uncle remembered what he had done the night before.
He spoke to me hesitantly.
When he realized I remembered nothing (of course it was an act), he looked visibly relieved… and quickly went home.
I said nothing and saw him off as usual.
…This was my first sexual experience… and my first “sleep sex.” Even though it was pretend sleep.
☆☆☆ By the way, Uncle Yusaku still comes to visit our house from time to time.
It seems he has reconciled with Aunt, and they often come together as a couple to drink.
When that happens, I chat happily with both Uncle and Aunt.
I’ve also gotten old enough to understand the taste of beer, so I sometimes join the drinking parties.
Technically I’m still not old enough to drink… but well, that’s that.
…However, sometimes Uncle comes to drink alone.
And on those occasions, not every time, but still sometimes, he comes to my room.
It seems he got a taste for it from that sleep sex… he can’t forget the body he experienced once.
He gets along well with his wife, but that’s separate… or so it seems.
Uncle already knows that once I fall asleep I don’t wake up, so after confirming I’m sleeping… just like that night… Look, even today… “Mizuha-chan… take care of me again today, okay?” “Your skin is still so beautiful.
No, you’ve grown and become even more seductive… Uncle is getting way more excited than back then…!” “You can drink alcohol now too… and down here, it looks like you’ve grown splendidly…” “I heard you have a boyfriend?
I’m so jealous that someone can have this beautiful Mizuha-chan all to himself… well, not really all to himself, right?
Sorry about that… hehe, I’ll use you too.” “Ohh… oooooohhh…!
As always, Mizuha-chan’s pussy is the best… no brothel girl can compare… aaah, it’s squeezing, it’s milking me…!” “Mizuha-chan’s pussy is happy too.
It really loves Uncle’s cock, doesn’t it!” “You’re on the pill, right?
Then it’s okay to cum inside like this, yeah?
I’m gonna cum… I’m cumming…!
Nngh… nngh… fuu…!” “Haa… haa… Not yet, not enough… hehehe, keep me company a little longer, Mizuha-chan…!” Today as well, I am being conveniently used as a tool to relieve Uncle’s sexual desire while “sleeping,” over and over again, filled with hot loads of cum.
The night still seems long.
His thick cock stretched and pounded my soaking pussy relentlessly, the veiny shaft dragging along my sensitive walls with every deep stroke, hitting my cervix again and again until waves of raw pleasure crashed through me while I remained perfectly still.
While secretly watching Uncle through half-opened eyes as he thrusts his hips frantically, I remain motionless and silent… but I continue to fully accept and savor every bit of the pleasure spreading throughout my body.