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Broken Little Thing - Episode 2 free porn video
After a while, she didn't shake anymore. She was still hugging me, her face snuggling comfortably on my neck while I remained lying on top of her. With my weight pressing her against the sofa, I could feel every single movement of her little body. For the first time in a long, long time, I felt like staying that way for as long as she wanted to. I kissed the top of her head once, and she snuggled even tighter against me. I could feel her enjoying a blissful moment, being completely accepted by someone she loved. In my case, I tried to convince myself that, yes, it was happening. Yes, I owned that broken little thing.
That same morning, Ava was radiant. The young girl had gone upstairs to clean herself up, take a shower. I had offered to take her there, but she said she was ok, that she just needed a second and would be back in no time. A subtle way to tell me she preferred to go by herself. So I just watched as Ava, still beautifully naked, got up from the couch and slowly moved her way up the stairs with her slender legs trembling, my cum running down her inner thighs, stained in red. I heard her turn the shower on, and I imagined her there, washing her nubile body, her entrance so sensitive after all I've done to her, and I wondered - worried, actually - if she wouldn't take that time to think and regret giving herself to me like that.
However, when she came down the stairs twenty minutes later, almost excitedly, she leaned forward to give me a peck on the cheek. I was sitting at one of the chairs around the big table in the kitchen, where I previously intended to start making lunch but ended up just absorbed, thinking about the whole situation.
I could smell the sweet, fruity scent of her shampoo all around her. The girl had a large and black Mickey Mouse t-shirt on, covering her petite body down to the top part of her thighs, and I had the feeling she wore nothing else but it.
I grabbed her hand and pulled her to me, Ava letting out a startled but playful little scream, and I made her sit sideways on my lap. I exhaled slowly and had to recompose myself after feeling the warm folds of her bare young entrance pressing against my thigh where she sat. I was right. She had decided to come downstairs to meet me at eleven in the morning this exposed, no more than forty-five minutes after we had sex for the first time - her first time ever. I knew that little girl since the day she was born, and I would never have imagined her as the type who could pull off something like this, all of this. Either I never knew her as well as I thought, or she was pushing herself, trying to please me. If the latter was true, Ava had been flawless, as I was more than pleased.
I took a deep breath. "Everything ok?" I asked, smiling.
"Yes..." she replied, shyly giggling, both hands on her lap while I had my arm around her.
"Do you feel any discomfort?" I questioned her. It just came out, the openness I always had with her mixed with this newly created intimacy.
This kind of questioning was still very awkward to her, making her blush and look down at her hands. She didn't like me asking that. It was all over her face. However, it was beautiful to watch her struggling with shame, more beautiful yet hearing her answering to me anyway.
"A little bit… Yes," Ava answered, embarrassed.
"I'm sorry, I didn't want to make things weird, but I need you to be completely honest with me," I explained and started to have the impression that she didn't like at all the fact I worried so much about her.
"It's ok… Like, I know you're just checking on me. You're the only one who does," and Ava gave me another peck on the cheek, still shy though.
"And I always will," I said, kissing her back but going for a light peck on her lips instead, which not only caught her by surprise but also made her smile. "In fact, there's another thing we have to talk about…."
My face turned serious for a moment, and Ava, even smarter than I thought, caught on to what I meant almost instantly.
"We're fine," she said, blushing but confident. "I was counting the days in my head before I said yes… This is why it took me a little longer to answer when you asked me if I wanted to… You know… I was just making sure we were safe."
"Wow." I was static. While I had to ponder so much if we should do it or not, Ava was already doing the math to know if she would get pregnant. "I didn't know you felt so comfortable with the idea of being with me," I said.
"I… I do. I feel weird… I always admired you and everything... But after you openly said you found me to be attractive too..." She said while running the tip of her finger around the muscles of my shoulder, deep in thoughts. I only had my shorts on, no shirt, so she took the chance to, now openly, admire how muscular I was, "I couldn't think of a reason not to… It just struck me. I mean, who better than you?"
I stopped to think for a moment. Social conventions apart, who better than me? Who would take care of her like I did? Who would appreciate having her like I did? It was clear that she was ready for it, and with all the rejection she dealt with, such low self-esteem, Ava would most likely end up in the hands of a boy - or a man - who would abuse her. Not only sexually but mentally. So, no, nobody was better than me.
"I guess you're right," I lightly kissed her lips again, and she took it so beautifully, smiling for me with her eyes full of a deep feeling, peace, lit by acceptance. I reached down, and I cupped her little butt with my hand, and she gasped, "So, no panties…."
"Well… I said you could see me anytime you wanted, didn't I?" Ava had flushing cheeks once again.
We had an amazing morning and afternoon. We cooked while taking turns playing our favorite songs on the sound system I had installed all around the house. She was familiar with most rock bands I liked already, but I took my time getting to know the music she was into, which was a good idea seeing that we certainly would be spending even more time together. Mainly, it consisted of female pop singers, the likes of Billie Eilish and Ariana Grande. Not my style, but not bad. I could live with it, but nothing compared to how I enjoyed her singing along to one of my favorite Queens of the Stone Age songs.
It was fast cooking, a simple pasta with heavy-cream-based white sauce and ham my mother used to prepare when I was a kid, and she had no time to do anything more elaborate, and I loved that. I remember making this for Ava the very first time she came to spend time with me when she was little. I had such mixed feelings with all these memories now contrasting how I felt at the moment when I didn't lose a single chance of looking at her, hugging her, kissing her, making me feel like a teenager again, excited. I felt as eager as I was when first experiencing a girl, that vivid thrill revived by a very different reason.
When we sat to eat, I decided to be by her side, as at any other position, I knew I would be tempted to gaze between the folds of her legs, and I would end up not eating at all. I tried to make conversation as casual as possible. Still, the way she seemed happy, comfortable with herself now, it irradiated so much that my mind constantly went back to what had happened that morning, to what was going on.
After eating, we went back to the couch, where she sat between my legs with her back leaning on my chest, my arms hugging her tightly right under her young breasts. Ava seemed very comfortable like that, and I was having a perfect time feeling her petite body on mine once again.
We didn't go further into the movie, though, or into the plans I had to take her out for dinner because soon enough, I had my hand traveling down her body and stopping right there, my fingers gently touching her tiny clit.
Ava inhaled deeply when she felt it, lightly shuddering and instantly parting her legs to give me access. Soon as I started moving, circling the tips of my fingers on her love button, she leaned her head back on my shoulder, her face against my neck, and the little girl started panting, softly moaning for me. Her reaction was beautiful, I could feel her shiver, but her little body was completely relaxed, my niece gladly giving herself to me once again.
We didn't say a single word to each other, I focused on feeling her, and she started panting, her young slit getting wetter by the second. Three minutes. That was the time I needed to make her little body start shaking and contorting into a beautiful, long overdue orgasm that made my girl arch her back and moan loudly, her breathy voice so beautifully twisted by that sweet agony.
"Huuuuh… U-Uncle A-Allen!" She called my name, trying to deal with that feeling that rocked her to the core, burying her little face on my neck, under my chin.
I kept her coming by alternating the motions, the speed, the pressure I put into it, making her thin, toned thighs tremble. She raised her hands in what would be a gesture of protest a couple times but always refrained before actually asking me to stop, and I only did when I was absolutely sure she couldn't stand any more of it.
Ava was lying languidly on top of me, her chest heaving, and I hugged her tightly, satisfied but also absolutely hard under her. A couple minutes later, she leaned to the side to be able to look me in the eyes, and she had a marvelous, shy smile on her blushing face.
"Feeling good?" I asked, a grin forming on my lips.
"Very…" she said in an embarrassed, cute tone. "Do you want to…" Ava started saying it, and she didn't need to finish the sentence for me to understand her question.
"I thought about letting you rest for today."
"But I can feel you… There… And I'm yours, remember?" Then she leaned forward, putting herself on all fours over the couch and giving me one of the best views I had in my entire life, my niece's little and heart-shaped butt in the air, right in front of me, her thighs still shaking and the small lips of her pussy glistening wet for me to see.
There wasn't much I could do to hold myself after that. I positioned myself behind her, not even wasting time by taking off my pajama shorts, just pulling my member out over the waistband, already pointing it to her entrance.
One hand on her hip, the other I used to start rubbing the tip on her delicate mounds, getting my thick thing wet, ready. Soon it was between the petals, spreading them, and Ava let out a gasp. I felt that crazy excitement building inside of me again. I knew myself; I knew I'd love to just defile her, to feel her cracking under my will. I'd love to push it in until the hilt and make her groan loudly while she felt herself splitting apart. But that was Ava. That was the most important little thing that ever existed in my life.
"Tell me if it hurts, sweetheart. I don't want to hurt you," I said with it in place before making any movement.
She looked back from over her shoulder, her long brown hair canvassing her cute, apprehensive but determined young face, "I don't care if it does, as long as I can give you what you want."
"Oh, baby girl..." I exhaled the words, and I started pushing my way in, feeling her entrance stretching around me just like before, me having to force it in to surpass all that tightness, her pussy struggling to take me.
"A-Augh!" She groaned, and her thighs shook even more as soon as the head of my member popped abruptly inside of her, making me grunt in pleasure.
I couldn't notice any difference from the moment I first got inside of her some hours before, as Ava's entrance gripped me just as tight, and I wondered if that's how she would always feel like.
Her little butt started shaking too as soon as I began to shove more of it in, and the little girl gasped and wailed while I paid attention to her voice, to her reactions. I was letting myself be taken by the moment, be carried by what I wanted to do and what she had just said. She was mine, to do what I wanted, yes, but if Ava made any mention for me to stop, I would. Nevertheless, I went on burying more and more of me inside of her at each in and out, and this time I could see how much of my little girl my thick thing stretched, the delicate lips of her young pussy being forcibly spread open to accommodate me.
"Ugh! Uungh! Ungh! Huh-Huh! Augh!" Ava's voice changed accordingly to how it went in, how fast, how roughly, from a moan to a pained groan, to a wail. Inch after inch going in, I was sure she would never ask me to stop, never refrain, even after I started thrusting, humping her.
"Talk to me, my love," I asked her in between deep breaths.
"I-It's big U-Uncle Al-len… It's bi-ig..." She answered in a crying voice.
"Oh, Ava… You feel so good… Does it hurt, my love?"
She didn't respond, she just groaned more and more, and I had my answer. The more I fucked her tight slit, the more I forced myself deeper, the more I felt her start twitching inside, her voice louder, more responsive. It was escalating. I let more of my avidity take over while my little girl tightened and spasmed inside, another orgasm boiling into ebullition.
"Guuuuuh! O-Ohhh Ohh God! A-Auugh!" Ava's little body shook terribly, and she let her torso fall onto the sofa.
I got a tight grip on her hips, her little butt even more exposed, and I felt my dick getting to the top part of her entrance once and again, even though I still had at least an inch of me out of her.
"A-Auugh!! Aaaaugh! Guuuuuh!!" My little thing wailed loudly, the last part through gritted teeth, following my rhythm. Her legs tensed up, as did her shoulders, and her insides started twitching even faster.
The feel of her cervix rubbing the tip of my member brought me to an already impending, blowing orgasm even faster. With a last few deep thrusts, I burst in jolts of hot cum, loads of it, straight at the entrance of her womb.
"Gurrrr-Huuuuuuhhhh!!!" Ava groaned loudly while biting on the couch in desperation.
I moved one last time inside of her while slowly withdrawing from her, feeling her pussy spasming tightly around me, gripping, trying to keep me in. It came out with almost a pop, and cum instantly started dripping from her assaulted little entrance.
I let that image sink in, her little butt up in the air, shaking, and her entrance twitched while my cum ran down her thighs, dripped on the sofa.
Soon as I started thinking about how she felt, I wrapped my arms around her thin waist, and I pulled her lightweight body to me, half sitting, half lying back on the sofa with her on top of me. She heaved, gasped, her eyes shut tight. I kissed the top of her head, then her shoulder, her neck, and I waited.
When her breath started to show signs of going back to normal, I kissed her full cheek, and I felt the salty moistness of her tears. She had been crying, and I hadn't noticed. A pang of guilt struck me like lightning.
"Baby girl, are you ok?" I asked, trying not to show how worried I was and make everything worse.
Ava snuggled her face on my neck as she was getting used to, and she nodded.
"Was I good? D-Did you like it?" She asked with her little voice shaky.
I leaned to the side to be able to see her tired little face. She looked up to me, straight to my eyes, looking for reassurance after I had just fucked the living hell out of her.
"You were perfect," I said, smiling and kissing her trembling lips.
She gave me a little smile and looked down, "Why do you always ask if I'm ok, then? I doubt you have to do this after having sex with other women…" Ava let out a sad sigh. Her petite body still trembled.
"There's no comparison between you and any other women I ever had."
"I… I'm taking it as best as I can… But you always seem so worried..." Ava said, her voice choked.
"My love…" I hugged her tighter, and I could feel her sobbing, "I always ask because I care about you, not because it bothers me!"
"I-I want you to be able to do things to me without worrying… I thought I was doing good, but look at you, so preoccupied..." She cried timidly.
I worried about hurting her, abusing her. She worried because she thought I was holding back, not enjoying myself enough. This was madness.
"It's only your second time! If it was any other young girl, I wouldn't worry as much, but it's you!" I said, lightly shaking her, trying to bring her some sense.
"Exactly, the problem is me..."
"There is no problem. If you being as young, as inexperienced, as delicate, is a problem, it is the best problem I ever had in my life!"
"I c-can take it, Uncle Allen. I know I can," she said, still sobbing.
"You can, and you are. Just don't ask me not to care about you..."
I gave Ava her first phone and showed her how to use it. I taught her how to ride a bicycle, I taught her how to swim. The first sip of wine she ever had came from my glass. Now I taught her what sex was like, my way, which is not a good way. At least not common, not regular. I was only style, a brute, a predator. How could I treat her as if she were any other girl?
On the other hand, remembering how I always treated her all these years... I gave her everything I would give to a daughter if I ever had one, but I didn't really treat her as such because I didn't have to. We talked as if we were like-minded people watching a stupid, boring world go on around us. I would never be so open to my own daughter because I knew what that would lead to, but I did it to her either way. It felt now as if I had been grooming, shaping her into a perfect match for me all along.
I thought about what to say, what to do, but she was faster.
"I just want you to see me as a woman now... And I want you to have fun with me..." Ava paused, thinking, and started again, "Do you… If you want to…" She stammered, tripping on the words, trying to propose something but feeling utterly nervous while doing so.
"Say it, baby girl. No need to hold anything back with me," I said, things starting to make sense for me, the realization of what I had done.
Ava took a deep breath as if reuniting all the courage her little self could muster, and she went on, "Would you like to be with me? Like, for real?" She said while looking down, uncertain, scared of my impending rejection, "I-I would be your best girlfriend ever. I'm willing to give you everything, anything..."
I felt goosebumps. That was too good to be true.
I would never imagine such lines coming out of a teenage girl's mouth. She was supposed to be discovering her blossoming sexuality little by little, to play with it, to use it, to test its effects on the boys around her, to suffer from its disillusions and learn from it, move on, grow up... But Ava… I knew I played an essential part in her life; I was the one constant thing she could hold on to. It didn't matter what. But just now, I realized how desperate she was to fulfill her need to have someone and how willing she was to put her inexperience behind, to assure me I'd have with her anything I'd want from a woman.
Even after rapidly considering the implications of what she suggested, I was in awe. What more a guy like me could expect from life? I was on the opposite side of the same equation, eager to have that someone I could possess as a whole. Who would suit me better than that young, gorgeous, lovely, submissive little thing? I smiled, a broad one.
Obviously, Ava understood that as if I had found funny what she had said. As if I had considered it a joke. Her eyes quickly got full of tears yet again, and she looked to the side in distress, feeling as if she had one more time been shunned away by someone she loved.
"Hey!" I said, grabbing her girly full cheeks with my fingers and making her look at me, her tears running down. "Do you promise? Best girlfriend ever?"
Her brown eyes opened up wide, "Y-Yes! Yes!"
"For this to work, you would have to follow a lot of rules..."
"I d-don't mind!"
"I can be really bossy… Really."
"I'll obey! I promise! I promise!" She said excitedly, a beautiful smile on the full lips of her little mouth. Ava turned over on top of me and hugged me, wrapping her arms tightly around my neck.
"Ok, then… I guess you can start calling me only Allen now. Having my girlfriend calling me uncle might sound weird…" I laughed, then I wondered how the hell I would make that work outside this crazy dream I was living.
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