𝐀𝐫𝐞𝐧’𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐔𝐧𝐜𝐥𝐞 𝐓𝐨𝐣𝐢’𝐬 𝐜𝐮𝐭𝐞, 𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐭 𝐛𝐚𝐛𝐲 𝐝𝐨𝐥𝐥?
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🌸 TW: (FAUX)INCEST (uncle/niece), uncle!Toji just being a dirty pervert, bimbo/innocent!reader (early to mid 20's), manipulation, groping, wet humping
🌸 WC: 4.3K
🌸 AU: Your uncle won't judge you for having wet dreams. You can even use his body to feel better, if you want to!
<< Part 1 🔞
Uncle Toji can’t hold a candle to Maki and Mai whenever they’re around.
They’re only a year older than you after all. You’re stuck like glue to them every time they’re present at a family function.
Even when he gets a minute alone with you, your seawater-soaked body on his lap, excitedly telling him your plans with the twins after they get back from the toilet, you’re quickly ripped away from his hold.
“Let’s go,” Maki grouses, tugging on your wrist, pulling you away from the older man, who is struggling (but failing) not to ogle at your ass.
Toji hisses when he receives a strong backhanded slap at the back of his head. He whips his head around to face a middle finger.
“She’s your fucking niece, you dirty old creep,” Mai scoffs.
His scarred lips only curl into a smirk. “You wish I’d look at you like that.”
She gags and shoots him another finger as she runs backward, following her twin and you.
The only time you want your Uncle Toji is when the sky is dark and everyone is tired from the sun and the beach, groggy from the filling dinner your grandparents bought all of you.
The pair of twins narrow their eyes on you snuggling into Toji’s chest, nestled comfortably at his side, under his arm.
“We’ll send you home,” Maki announces decisively.
But it is you that shake your head and reject their offer. “Uncle Toji said he’ll send me. And he stays closer.”
Toji waves a hand at the two of them like they’re annoying birds trying to get to his food. As he places his beefy hand on your shoulder, he tells them, “Don’t worry. I’ll get her home safe. She’s my niece, after all.”
You can only laugh when the two girls stick their middle fingers in the air at him. You never understand why they hate him so much.
Letting Toji steer you away, you follow him back to his car, where he deposits you carefully into the passenger seat before placing your belongings in the trunk. When he slides into the driver’s seat, you’re already almost dozing off.
He is quiet as he starts the car, driving in the direction of your home.
At a stoplight, Toji turns to see your cheek smushed against the seatbelt, your eyes shut blissfully. He reaches out to place a heavy hand on your thigh, making comforting rubs on your smooth skin.
You don’t rouse, even when he dips his hand to your inner thigh, stroking the sensitive area.
He keeps driving, one hand on the wheel, the other feeling you up. Kneading your flesh gently, caressing.
And when a car in front of him makes a sudden stop, his hand flies up to your chest as he slams on the brakes, bracing you from the backlash of the abrupt halt. Your eyes blink open groggily.
“Son of a—”
“Uncle Toji?”
Toji turns to you. Glancing down at his hand cupping your breast, he licks his lips and gives it a comforting squeeze.
“It's alright. Go back to sleep, sweetheart.”
You hum and pull your legs up to your chest, sandwiching his hand between your chest and your thighs. The tent in Toji’s shorts grows. Your eyes flutter shut again.
Soft moans leave your lips when Toji slides his hand under your shirt and bikini top, cupping your mound. He fondles and gropes lightly at your flesh, sometimes tweaking your perked nipple, sometimes pinching, though not hard enough to wake you.
By the time he’s parked outside your home, Toji is sporting a raging boner and you’re still asleep, your uncle’s palm still cupping your breast.
“We’re here, sweet girl,” he croons, sliding his hand out of your bikini, trailing his fingers up your chest and neck until he gets to your slightly parted lips.
He watches, transfixed, as he slides his thumb over your bottom lip. You let out a quiet moan.
Experimentally, he taps the tip of his thumb lightly on your lip. As his palm cradles your cheek, he pushes his digit past your lips and rests on the flat of your tongue.
“Baby,” he breathes, his voice ragged.
“Hmm?”
Even as you awake, your lips close around his thumb, sucking gently. Toji’s mouth falls open to let out a shaky exhale.
When you’re finally staring up at him, sleepy and dazed, he swallows and smiles at you, though you don’t notice the tremble of his lips.
“Looks like no one’s home, baby,” he murmurs softly, eyes flickering to your silent home, windows dark. “Want Uncle Toji to stay with you till your parents get back?”
You’re pouting at your empty home as your hands go to his wrist, slightly confused, even as you suckle on his thumb. Your lips part to pull his hand away, a shiny string of saliva connecting your tongue and his finger.
“Yeah,” you whisper, bobbing your head.
Toji brings your bag in behind you as you enter your vacant home, sluggish and tired. You stumble to your room, where your uncle enters, dropping your bag on your table.
“Go take a shower, sweetheart,” Toji prompts, already undoing a random button on your shirt.
You’re rubbing your eye, nodding your head as he helps you with the rest of the buttons. Toji watches you unbutton your denim shorts and wiggle out of it. When you’re standing there in just your bikini, your uncle rests a warm hand on the side of your hip, thumb dipping under and tugging at the string of your bikini bottom.
“So sleepy, baby,” he chuckles. “Y’want Uncle Toji to shower ya?”
His other hand is already on your other side, dragging the bikini bottom very slowly, giving you time to react and push him away if you want to.
But you only tilt your head at him, frowning slightly. “It’s kinda weird…”
Toji tries not to sound too eager when he answers, “I’m your uncle, sweetheart. It’s not that weird.”
He lets you think about it as he pulls your bottoms down, letting it pool at your feet with your shorts. He takes a really long time just staring at your bare pussy, so soft and plush. It is only when your hands go up around your nape, you finally respond.
“M’kay,” you bob your head, undoing the knot of your bikini top. “I want Uncle Toji to wash me.”
You pull the last article of clothing off your body and turn to the toilet, leaving Toji licking and biting his lip as he watches your naked silhouette walk away from him. His hand subconsciously palms at his twitching cock over his shorts, which reminds him that he should be removing it instead.
Toji is quick to strip to nothing. He finds you in your bathroom, frowning down at your hand. He can’t help himself when he caresses the globe of your ass.
“Alright, kid?”
You look up at him, still looking so sleepy and confused. Holding up your hand, he notices a liquidy string connecting between your fingers.
“I’m wet,” you announce matter-of-factly, innocently.
Toji feels his heart jump in his chest. Taking a step closer, he dips his hand down between your butt cheeks, making your brows lift in surprise when you feel his fingers ghosting your wet lips.
You’re soaked.
“Shit, sweetheart,” he curses, forcing himself to remove his hand so he doesn’t alarm you. “Had wet dreams while I was driving you home, huh?”
Your face flushes pink. Dropping your gaze to the floor, you admit shyly, “Dreamt you were touching me. On my legs and my breasts.”
Toji’s heart is hammering against his ribcage now. You were probably half asleep in the car, mixing reality with unconsciousness. He caresses your ass like the caring uncle he is.
“It’s alright. Nothing wrong with having dreams like that.”
You nod your head, feeling less shy now at his reassurance. He slides his calloused palm up to your back.
“Come. Let’s get into the shower.”
You let him walk you into your shower stall, giggling when his hard cock bumps against your thigh. You tap on the red tip when you’re both in the shower, facing each other, your twinkling eyes watching his dick bounce.
“That’s a big one, Uncle Toji.”
His bulky arms come around you to reach for the shower head. As he turns the water on and adjusts the temperature, he smirks down at you, “Yeah? Bigger than all those you’ve seen?”
You bob your head cutely even as you keep staring at his erection. “Bigger than all my boyfriends,” you mumble, almost entranced, your finger tracing the tip.
Toji tries to hide his surprise at your confession and struggles to stop his voice from shaking when he casts water down your shoulder and asks, “This alright, baby?”
As if snapping out of a trance, you stop touching him and return your attention to his face. You give him a cute grin and a nod of your head. Toji is thorough and gentle as he rinses you, his palm sliding all over your body, trying so hard not to grope.
“So,” he starts again, softly so he doesn’t startle you. “How many boyfriends do you have?”
You giggle, so cutely that your uncle can’t help but smile. “Oh, not at the same time, Uncle Toji!” you clarify, still laughing. “My ex-boyfriends. I had three.”
Water cascades down your collarbones as he rubs at your sternum and down to your breasts. He cups each of them carefully like they’re fragile things.
“I see. Did your parents know?”
You shake your head. Toji is amused when you narrow your eyes and point a finger at him.
“Promise you don’t tell them, Uncle Toji.”
He laughs. “Yeah, fine. Only if you don’t tell anyone else about us showering together.”
“Promise.”
Toji’s hand slides down your stomach, dipping between your legs to give your wet lips a stroke. You exhale shakily.
“No need to wash here since it’s already wet.”
You dumbly agree.
Toji is patient, not wanting to scare you off if he comes on too strong. He cups the back of your head now as he wets your clumped locks, dried from the seawater.
“Tilt your head back for me, sweet girl,” he murmurs, stepping closer until his hard cock skims your body.
You do, keeping your eyes on his face at this angle. “Your cock keeps bumping into me,” you say, laughing lightly.
Despite himself, Toji finds his ears heating up. “Sorry,” even as he apologises, his hard rod still twitches against your stomach lightly.
You giggle. “It’s okay, Uncle Toji.”
Taking this opportunity, he suggests, “Why don’t I let it rest between your legs? That way it’s not always bumping into you.”
“Oh, you’re so smart, Uncle Toji!”
Toji feels relief pouring over him, glad that you’re innocent (and honestly, stupid) enough to allow him to do something like this. Spreading his legs slightly to lower his height, he guides his meat between your thighs.
He glances up at you, noticing how you’re staring down, breathless. Your chest rises with a hitch when he lets go of his rod and rests it against your pussy, pressing heavily up on your wet lips. Toji caresses your hair gently.
“This alright, sweetheart?”
You dart your eyes up to face him. Toji has to suppress the groan that threatens to echo from his chest when he sees how blown out your pupils are.
“Mmhmm,” you bob your head, looking so shy and nervous, yet so needy and cute at the same time.
Toji leans in to press a kiss to your forehead, at the same time tilting his hips an inch, letting his length slide just so slightly along your wetness. You let out a small moan.
Pretending he doesn’t hear it, Toji wets the rest of your body before doing the same for himself. You’re shamelessly staring at his muscles, eyes trailing to wherever his hand goes.
Finally, he returns the shower head to its holder, water still running and pelting lightly at the back of your thighs. He moves closer to you, so close that your face is in his chest, his length sliding forward even more.
“Mm…” you moan into his pecs, unafraid to tilt your head and nuzzle your cheek into his wet chest.
Toji’s low chuckle reverberates through you. He gets a few pumps of your shampoo and lathers it between his palms before massaging it into your scalp.
“Look up at me, pretty,” he coos softly in your ear. “Don’t want shampoo getting in your eyes.”
Toji’s cock twitches at the look on your face when you do.
He wonders if you realise how you’re looking at him.
Like you’re waiting for him to do more to you.
Like you want him to do more to you.
“Y’alright, sweet girl?” he whispers, gently massaging your scalp just behind your ears.
You stay mute. But then he feels your soft hands resting lightly on his hips. The column of your throat moves as you gulp nervously. The corner of his scarred lip tilts into a small smirk.
“You’re good, baby doll,” Toji croons. “Just feelin’ a lil’ horny from the wet dream you had, huh?”
You stay silent, but your cheeks are dusted with pink at his observation. Your uncle is so nice and understanding when he smiles.
“Go ahead. Use Uncle Toji’s body to make yourself feel better. I can handle it.”
Noticing your reluctance, Toji slides his hands to the base of your head, fingers curling at the roots of your hair. You gasp when he tugs a little and makes your head tilt back more, his lips brushing your nose bridge as he stares down at you.
“Come on,” he coaxes. “Move your hips. I know my sweet niece just wanna feel a big man’s cock rub all over her pussy.” When you don’t do or say anything, he tugs harder and leans closer to press his open mouth to your cheek. “Don’t you, pretty girl?”
Heart pounding, you finally swallow and nod your head. “Can I, Uncle Toji?”
Toji feels like he has won the lottery.
Releasing your hair, he nudges your cheek gently to the side to press an open-mouthed kiss to your jaw. You don’t feel his grin on his lips, not when your entire body is buzzing and tingling with excitement and nervousness.
“Of course you can, my sweet girl,” he coos. “It’s not like we’re fucking. You can use Uncle Toji’s body to make yourself feel good. Go on.”
Shuffling closer until your hips are pressing against his, you tilt your hips back slowly, feeling his length slide away from you, and forth, letting him slip back between your legs.
“Atta girl,” he breathes.
Leaning back and resuming his hands in your hair, he watches you grow confident as you rock your hips. More blood rushes down to swell up the size of his cock.
Your hands on his hips are clenching into fists, your hips moving faster, your breathing ragged, sometimes turning into whimpering moans.
Toji finishes up with your hair and washes the shampoo on his hands away, replacing it with body soap. The moment his hands rest on your back, you hitch a shaky gasp, as though you’d been waiting for him to touch you.
“Yeah? Want Uncle Toji’s hands on your body?”
You gulp and bob your head. He chuckles, letting his hands roam your back and shoulders.
“What else do you want me to do, baby?”
“Can we… k-kiss?” you breathe.
Toji can’t help but groan, his hips twitching to move in instinct. As his hands slide down your back to your ass, he dips his head lower to brush his lips on yours.
“Go on,” he whispers. “Uncle Toji’s body is all yours to use.”
So you tip your toes and press your lips to his, eliciting moans from the both of you.
It starts off innocent like this. But as you keep rubbing yourself on his cock, your tongue flicks out to lick at his scarred lips.
Toji fights back a smile and parts his mouth. Your little licks are light and careful as you trace the plush entrance, over and over. You moan and slip your wet muscle between his lips when he squeezes your ass, shamelessly groping at your flesh.
Sliding your hands up his torso nervously, you rest your palms on his hard pecs. Toji lets your hands roam his chest and his abs, humming and moaning at your gentle caress, encouraging you to continue.
He is not as patient, however. His hands on your ass already dragging your cheeks up, spreading them as you keep rutting your hips. A loud moan slips from your lips to his. Your tongue swipes at his wet muscle.
Sensing your eagerness, Toji bends slightly, returning your heels to the ground, your back arching slightly as you press your body flushed against his. His strong arms gather you to him and his tongue presses on yours.
God, he’s so hard for you.
You keep kissing him, keep rocking your hips, keep making cute little moans.
You’re only growing wetter, slicking all over his cock, making it so easy for his length to slide along your folds.
Toji jiggles your ass cheeks in his hands, enjoying the plushness of your flesh. But when he trails his hands up your sides to cup your tits, fingers pinching at your nipples, you push a loud gasp into his mouth.
He parts from your lips, frowning down at you, hoping he hasn’t hurt you. But you whine softly and give chase, meeting your lips with his again. He chuckles as he gives your breasts a squeeze.
“Feelin’ good, baby?” he mumbles against your lips.
“Mmhmm.”
Toji groans when you brush your parted lips over his in circles, your tongue flicking out occasionally.
He wraps his arms around your waist now, pressing you impossibly closer to his body. You let out a sultry moan when he starts thrusting his hips too, dragging his cock back and forth along your pussy.
It feels so dirty despite the shower. So lewd.
“Turn around for me,” he finally breathes.
Eager to finally be led, you do as he says while he grabs the shower head again. You don’t need to be told what to do, already fitting his cock between your legs again, backing yourself up until your ass is pressed against his hips. You put your feet together, sandwiching his hard cock tightly between your plush thighs.
“Hah…” Toji groans in your ear. “Such a good girl.”
You automatically tilt your head back when you feel water on your hair. Your uncle lets you hump his cock as he rinses your shampoo off. And when he’s done, he moves to your body.
His hand’s only destination being your crotch, you find his fingers already between your thighs, easily locating your swollen bundle of nerves.
Your moan is loud and shaky the moment he circles his finger on your clit, your hips faltering.
Toji takes it upon himself to move instead, sheathing his cock in and out between your thighs. Your legs are trembling and he can feel your inner thighs clenching.
“My sweet girl g’na cum?” he mutters into your ear, low and deep. Your eyes roll to the back of your head. He speeds up his thrusts and the massaging of your clit. “G’na cum all over your uncle’s cock, baby?”
“Mm-nngh… Uncle Toji…” you gurgle, hand gripping his wrist, feeling his muscles move as he rubs your clit.
“So cute,” he breathes.
You mewl and your thighs clench harder. The sound of his hips slapping on your ass is louder than the pouring water from your shower head.
“Y’like it when Uncle Toji calls you cute?”
You unabashedly nod your head. He chuckles.
“Look at you. Aren’t you Uncle Toji’s cute, sweet baby doll?”
You throw your head back on his collarbone, moaning loudly.
“So pretty for me every time. Even prettier now, dripping all over on my cock.”
The coil in your lower region tightens and starts to harden, pushing a buzzing sensation through your blood stream.
“You make me so hard all the time. Your pretty little face. Cute tits. Perfect— perfect ass.”
You whimper when he slaps his hips against your ass with a hard thrust, his fingers dragging your clit up. Blood is rushing to your ears and it’s getting hard to hear his praises, but you manage. Especially when he dips his head to groan in your ear.
“Think about you all the time. Even when I’m fucking other women. Pretend I’m fucking my pretty niece. The thought of you always makes Uncle Toji cum so hard.”
“I’m g… hah… gonna cum, Uncle— ooh, fuck! Toji…”
Toji loses it at your whining and drops the shower head on the ground, letting water gush against the wall. He cups your tit and squeezes it hard.
“Cum for me, sweet girl,” he croons, his fingers abusing your clit now, hips unrelentingly slapping your ass, the ridges and veins on his cock rubbing on your honeyed folds making your eyes roll. “You’re so fucking perfect. So fucking pretty,” he moans into your ear.
“F-fuck, Uncle Toji!”
Your moans are so loud and blabbery that you sound like you’re crying as you cum, your entire body tightening up, thighs clamping down on his cock, pussy fluttering and pulsing around nothing, dripping down on his hard rod.
Toji takes his hand away from your clit to cup your face, tilting your head to press his lips on your cheek. He twists your nipple between his fingers. Another spasm wracks your body.
“Uncle Toji’s perfect girl,” he coos. “Can I cum on your thighs? Uncle Toji’s been waiting for his turn.”
The instant you nod your head, Toji spreads his lips and flicks his tongue out on your salty cheek, pounding his hips at such an animalistic speed, his hand gripping your breast so hard that it borders on pain.
Within a few seconds, your uncle groans and moans your name as he orgasms, hot jets of white spraying your clean thighs, his mouth still kissing, licking, sucking your skin.
Toji’s thrusts slow. He fights the overwhelming pleasure and releases his tight grip on you when you whimper softly.
He tilts his head and pants into your temple, shutting his eyes and letting the post-orgasm bliss cascade over him.
He feels you lowering your head to watch his cum dribble down your thighs. Forcing himself to move, Toji presses a firm kiss to your temple before moving to look at what you’re doing.
His slowly softening cock twitches when he sees you spreading his white stuff all over your thighs.
“What are you doing?” he breathes.
“Dunno,” you whisper back honestly. The tips of your ears are red. “Just wanted to have your cum all over my skin.”
Toji bites his bottom lip, groaning. He can feel his cock hardening again. Your hips are slowly moving again, too.
“Do you really think of me when you have sex, Uncle Toji?”
He hums. “When I masturbate, when I have sex, when I kiss a girl. I always think of you.”
You giggle, finally moving away from his body to turn around to face him.
You look awake now, eyes dancing with excitement, lips spread in a cute smile, cheeks rosy from the orgasm you’ve just had.
“Can you stay over, Uncle Toji?”
An eyebrow raises at your request, though of course he’s not going to reject you.
“I want to keep rubbing my pussy on your cock. It feels so good.” You pout. “Please?”
He pretends to struggle with the decision, sighing. “All night, baby?”
You bite your bottom lip and nod your head. “Can I, please?”
When he clicks his tongue and runs his fingers through his hair, as if he doesn’t want to, you whine and step closer to him, hands on his chest.
“You won’t have to think of me anymore since I’m right here. Don’t you love me, Uncle Toji?”
Toji fights back the smile growing on his lips. He tsks.
“Of course I love you,” he answers. He finally huffs out a sigh. “Get the shower head, then. Let’s finish our shower. I don’t want us turning into raisins.”
You’re quick to follow his command.
And when the both of you are clean and dry, you wait for your uncle in bed while he cleans up the clothes strewn on the floor, just in case your parents return home and see the state of your room.
Though he has nothing to worry about, because he finds a text from his brother hoping he would keep you company while they stay with Yuji overnight at the hospital.
Shooting him a text not to worry, the older man slips under the covers behind you and you immediately flip around and scoot closer until your ass hits his stomach.
You lift your leg slightly and let him drag his cockhead along your wet folds before resting his length between your lips.
Dropping your leg to trap his semi-hard cock, you begin rocking your hips. Toji rests a heavy hand on your hip, his lips on your hair.
“Fuck, baby,” he groans. “You’re so fucking hot.”
Your giggle is breathy, pride swelling in your chest and making your pussy flutter.
To Toji’s horror and delight, the innocent girl he once thought his niece was is actually a fucking nympho that only calls it a day close to dawn, after your sixth orgasm, body covered in his seed, your bed sheets soaked, room reeking of sex.
He barely has any load left to release by the time he cums for the fourth time. Yet you continue laying on top of him, his soft cock between your bodies, your head on his chest.
“Let’s do this again, Uncle Toji,” you murmur sleepily. “Felt so good…”
The older man’s hand rests on your bare back as he drags the blanket over the both of you. You tilt your head and snuggle into his neck.
“Anytime for my sweet girl,” he whispers, pressing his lips to your temple.
<< Part 1 🔞
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