Humping My Step Uncle's Leg - Sex Stories

Humping My Step Uncle's Leg

This is a story that involves a fetish (humping) and an infatuation with a dominant man (my step uncle). Not for everyone but hopefully for those who choose to read on enjoyable and even arousing.

Chapter 1

I first met him when his brother married my mother. I was sixteen a virgin and was totally besotted my Jed. He was nearly thirty, six foot three inches tall and simply beautiful. Looking back I threw myself at him in the most naïve childish way. Not surprisingly he treated me like a child. I might have only been young but Jed clearly didn't miss that my body at least had matured. He teased me about being a pocket-sized version of my gorgeous mum but told me that however much I flirted with him he was off limits. He suggested that I looked him up when I was twenty-one and he would consider putting me over his knee so that he could spank me like a little girl. I felt rejected and frustrated by his reaction to me.

Although he was almost family we saw very little of each other until my twenty first birthday. Jed was there with the rest of my stepfather's family. I was the center of attention and had dressed and made myself up to look as sophisticated as possible. Although I was still with my second serious boyfriend he was not at the party and I had no intention of taking no for an answer from the hunk that was Jed. During the evening I managed to corner Jed in the kitchen. He had not been trying to avoid me and seemed very happy when we were by ourselves. I put my ...

... arms around his neck and draped myself around him.

"So my bottom is feeling very vulnerable as you promised to spank it when I became 21."

I wasn't sure whether he would remember his comment of nearly five years ago. His smile suggested that he did. He pushed his knee forward so that my legs were wrapped around it. I had had a drink but nowhere near enough to excuse my next move. I looked up into his eyes and rubbed myself up and down against his knee.

This is probably the right time to mention something that might help explain some of the things that followed. My very first orgasm in my life was achieved by humping the corner of my bed. My bed was very high and I had straddled the corner while standing up. I felt as randy as hell and the corner of the bed nestled perfectly between my legs finding my clit instantly. I had heard about orgasms but was just following my body's instincts without any thought of orgasms. It felt wonderful and very quickly my hips were thrusting violently. I don't know whether everybody remembers their first orgasm so vividly but I remember mine as possibly my best ever. It shattered me, frightening me slightly, as wave after wave exploded through me. The corner of the bed was soaking but I was happy that it stopped me from collapsing as my legs turned to jelly. After the violence of my orgasm I carried on gently humping the wet bed. It felt comforting and it was not until I enjoyed a second gentle orgasm that I fell forward and briefly fell ...