Thread: Driven Wild! (Jack Stalker and Lyndsey)

Driven Wild! As George White stood outside the door of his brother Tom's home, ringing the bell and awaiting a response, he thought back to the previous night. He figured that his brother was still out of town, but his twenty something Niece Rosie was in and that's what mattered. He wanted to see if she recalled what had happened last night... and even if she didn't, well, he was going to have to remind her because he had endured enough of her cock teasing body since returning to town. Now he was going to slake his thirst for it and give in to the lust which gripped him whenever he laid eyes on her flesh. George had returned from two decades abroad building his fortune, choosing to return to the city he was born in to open a Nightclub. Things went great and he had reconnected with his brother easily, way more easily than he had thought after seeing his daughter Rosie. If he'd known what was waiting here he might have come back sooner, because she looked way hotter in the flesh than in the recent pictures he'd seen of her. He could hardly believe this was the same girl he'd bounced on his knee years back during his visits home. Now all he wanted to do was bounce her on his cock and wreck her flesh with his feverish lust. Rosie was a girl two decades younger than himself, with blonde hair, pouting lips and a body ripped from the pages of some supermodel fashion magazine. She was every mans fantasy in his eyes, and when he'd first seen the woman she'd grown into he'd gotten so hard that he thought he was going to blow his wad in his pants! After he recovered he wasn't able to take his eyes off her, spending way too much time hanging with his sibling on the loosest of pretences, simply to get more of a look at the cock teasing little slut that his brother had managed to raise away from his eyes for so many years. Last night the grand opening of his new Club in the city, 'Wild Nights' had been an eye opener, as well as the final straw that had pushed him over the edge. The fact that she was his niece only made the thought of fucking her even more wicked, sinful, taboo and ultimately appealing... and thinking about fucking her was all he had been doing recently. The opening party at the club should have included Tom and his family. However there were last minute problems and his brother and his wife couldn't make it, something to do with 'her side of the family'. For some reason, though, Rosie had made it to the party, which suited George just fine. He spent half the night raping her with his eyes and the other half casually talking with her, when he wasn't too busy mingling and attending to his partners. As the hours passed by and the party bled deep into the A.M it soon looked to him like Rosie'd had a little too much to drink, so after handing over the reins to one of his assistants he'd offered to drive her home, escorting her outside to his black BMW and taking off for his brothers place. After a few minutes, watching her as she lounged in the back seat, lust and opportunity had overwhelmed reason and ethics. He could see she was at the very least a little tipsy and he knew that it wouldn't take much effort to take advantage of her. Thats what he told himself as he continued to rape her with his eyes, before escalating his looks of desire to some unashamed eye fucking as he watched her in the rear view mirror. Her sprayed on leggings and revealing top showed him a lot, but left him wanting to see more as he felt his cock swelling in his suit pants. Eventually he could stand no more, pulling over into some random alley a good distance from where she was still living with her parents. He got out and quickly climbed in the rear of the car, he didn't need to say anything yet, simply sliding in next to her and letting the door slam behind him. He moved one hand to slide down her leggings, tenting them as his fingers sought out her cunt in a crude violation of her body. His fingers sliding down between her legs to stroke along the crease of her cunt, eager to feel her slit and discover how hot, wet, or greased with secretions it was. His other hand slid behind her neck, fisting in her hair as he looked into her eyes. Tom's little girl, huh? I wonder how he'd feel if he knew his girl was a cock teasing little slut. he growled. Why don't you take off those leggings Rosie, or at least pull them down. You'll be a lot more comfortable and I'll be able to give you what you clearly need, a good hard fucking from a man you've been eye fucking all night long. Every guy in that club wanted to fuck you to rags, but like most women you realised you don't want a boy, you don't want the safe option... you want to get fucked when it feels so wrong it has to be right. he hissed aggressively, pulling her lips towards his as he forced a finger into her cunt. Give it up bitch. You know you want it. Tell me how much you fucking want it!