Chapter 339

• “Give me a call, baby girl. You and I should start doing this more often!” He whispered right into my ear, so quietly that I knew no one else possibly could have heard him, fondling my tit and my ass as he said it. I froze. Not because of the words, but because of the voice. I turned slowly, seeing the eyes, the face, that I knew so well. Captain Roberts. Captain Dashaun Roberts. My uncle Dashaun, my dad's old partner. The man who'd been like an uncle to me since before I could even remember. The man who'd let me cry all over his best uniform at Daddy's funeral, the man who had probably watched Daddy changing my diapers when he came over to the house, for Christ's sake! The man who'd just fucked my well-used pussy better than I'd ever been fucked before in my entire life, and who had just sent an absolute flood of his hot, sticky cum gushing up into my womb!
• Johnny didn't know about 'Uncle Dashaun'. He only knew Captain Roberts. And he'd been trying to find guys I'd enjoy, so if he'd heard rumors about what he was packing then of course he'd have made the effort to invite him for me! There was no way in hell he could have resisted the idea of watching me take on that absolute monster of a cock! Johnny'd just had no idea he'd be offering me up to have sex with the man who was basically my uncle! But Uncle Dashaun knew! Johnny had nudie-pics of me on his phone, and I'd told him to use them to entice the guys he was going to ask to participate. So Uncle Dashaun had known it was me he was signing up to have sex with, not just some random piece of ass. He'd seen my pictures, and had learned that his unofficial niece was a notorious badge bunny who'd been fucking her way from precinct to precinct the last four years running, ever since I'd turned eighteen. And his reaction hadn't been one of shock, or revulsion... no, instead he'd decided that he wanted to try out my tight little cunt for himself! And now he had. He'd fucking impaled me on that enormous cock of his! Fucked me so hard I'd been half convinced he was going to kill me with it! And after he came in me, after he'd filled me near to bursting with his hot, creamy seed, and he'd finally let me see who he was... he'd told me he wanted to do it again! More often, he'd said, like he wanted it to become a regular thing!
• We were done, after that. I don't blame the guys in the slightest. Who would want to follow a performance like that? Truth was, I was pretty done too, just flat-out exhausted from what they'd all done to me, especially Uncle Dashaun. Johnny released my chains, not from my collar, but from whatever they'd been attached to under the bench, letting them dangle free down over my tits. I was shaky as hell, but the guys were supporting me, kissing my cheeks, getting in a last little fondle as they thanked me and told me how wonderful I'd been. I was reading their tags, finally associating names with the cocks I'd been enjoying so much. And I got my hands on those cocks for the first time all night, making sure that everyone got a thankful stroke and a squeeze while I told them all, as a group and individually, how much I'd enjoyed what they'd done to me. I wanted to make sure that nobody could feel left out or unappreciated, which could have been tricky, but I was helped by the fact that I didn't have to lie. They'd all been wonderful to me, and I was sincerely grateful to them for helping me fulfill my biggest fantasy.