Hey everyone, I’m Sarina from Jaipur, and I’m here to spill the steamy details of my first time getting fucked—a real, raw experience that turned me from an innocent girl into a woman craving more. This is the story of how my dad’s friend shattered my virginity and ignited a fire in me that still burns. I want you to feel every pulse of this wild ride, just like I did.
This happened two years ago when I was 19, young and untouched. My family was just me and my little brother Rahul. Our mom passed away four years earlier, and Dad was still around back then, though he’s gone now too. Dad had to leave for a 15-day work trip to Goa for some client meetings, and he was worried about leaving me and Rahul alone. So, he called up his old friend—let’s call him Uncle—who was 50 years old but looked like a damn hero straight out of a movie. Tall, ripped, with a chiseled jaw and a body that screamed power. He lived 12 kilometers away and agreed to stay with us while Dad was gone.
Dad told Uncle, “Either take the kids to your place or crash here for 15 days.” Uncle, with his deep, sexy voice, said, “Don’t worry, I’ll come to your place after work.” The next day, Dad left for Goa, and that evening, as I was brewing tea in the kitchen, Uncle showed up. I thanked him for coming, and he flashed a warm smile, saying, “No big deal, Sarina. You and Rahul are like my own kids.” His words were sweet, but the way his eyes lingered on me sent a shiver down my spine.
I served tea, and we all sat down to sip it. Uncle mentioned he’d brought dinner from his place, which made me smile—he was thoughtful like that. After dinner, we lounged in the living room, watching TV. I couldn’t help but steal glances at Uncle. At 6 feet tall, with a muscular build and a commanding presence, he was the kind of man who made your heart race. I’d always had a crush on him, but lately, things had gotten intense. My best friend had introduced me to some online sex stories, and reading those filthy tales had set my mind on fire. Every time I saw Uncle, my pussy would throb, imagining what it’d be like to feel him inside me. And now, with Dad gone, I had the perfect chance to find out.
After a while, I yawned and said, “Uncle, I’m heading to bed. Keep watching TV.” He nodded and said, “Alright, I’ll come too.” He was supposed to sleep in Dad’s room, but Rahul threw a tantrum, insisting he wanted to sleep with Uncle. I snapped, “No way, Rahul. You’re not leaving me to sleep alone!” I’ve always been scared of sleeping by myself—it’s like the darkness swallows me whole. Just then, Uncle walked into our room and said, “No problem, I’ll sleep here with both of you.” My heart skipped a beat. “Sounds good,” I said, trying to hide my excitement.
We all climbed into one bed—Uncle in the middle, me on one side, and Rahul on the other. I could smell a faint whiff of whiskey on Uncle’s breath, and it made my head spin in a good way. Soon, we drifted off to sleep. Around 2 a.m., I woke up, my body tingling. Uncle’s leg was draped over mine, and his arm was wrapped around me, his hand dangerously close to my tits. At first, I froze, but then his warmth and the scent of his body made my pussy wet. Those sex stories I’d read were racing through my mind, and I couldn’t resist pressing myself closer. My ass brushed against his crotch, and holy fuck—his cock was rock-hard, poking into me.
Uncle started grinding against my ass, slow and deliberate, while his hand squeezed my tits. I knew he was doing it on purpose, and my body was screaming for more. He whispered in my ear, “How’s it feel, Sarina?” My voice trembled as I said, “Uncle, this is wrong. You’re Dad’s friend, and you’re 50. I’m only 19.” He chuckled, his voice low and husky. “Age doesn’t matter, baby girl. I’ll make you feel so good, you’ll never want anyone else. I’ve always wanted you.” His words melted my defenses. I whispered, “I’ve never done this before. I’m a virgin.”
He scooped me up in his arms like I weighed nothing and carried me to Dad’s room, whispering, “We can’t do this here. Rahul might wake up.” My heart was pounding, but my pussy was dripping with anticipation. He laid me on Dad’s bed and started kissing me, his lips hot and demanding. His tongue explored my mouth, and I felt my body surrender. I thought to myself, Fuck it, let’s do this. I want to know what it feels like to get fucked.
Uncle pulled up my nightie, exposing my skin to the cool air. He unhooked my bra, and my tits spilled out. I tried to cover them, embarrassed, but he pushed my hands away and said, “Don’t hide, Sarina. You’re fucking gorgeous. Let me make you my woman.” His words made me blush, but my body was on fire. He sucked on my nipples, his tongue swirling, sending jolts of pain and pleasure through me. Then he stripped off his pajamas and boxers, revealing his massive cock. It was long, thick, and veiny, with heavy balls that made my eyes widen. I gasped, “Uncle, it’s too big. It won’t fit in my pussy.”
He smirked, “Don’t worry, baby. I’ll take care of you.” He slid my panties down, exposing my virgin pussy, which had just a hint of hair. He stared at it, licking his lips. “Fuck, Sarina, your pussy is perfect—pink, tight, and so fucking juicy. You’re really a virgin?” I nodded, shy but burning with desire. He spread my legs and buried his face in my cunt, his tongue lapping at my clit. I squirmed, embarrassed but loving every second. “Uncle, I’m shy,” I moaned. He growled, “No shame tonight, baby. You’re my queen now. Just feel it.”
His tongue dove deep into my pussy, licking and sucking until I was soaking wet. I closed my eyes, lost in the sensation, my hips bucking to meet his mouth. My pussy was throbbing, and I was desperate for more. He climbed on top of me, his hard cock rubbing against my slick folds. “Ready for my dick, baby?” he asked. I nodded, scared but horny as hell. He spit on my pussy, rubbing it with his fingers to make it even wetter, then positioned his cock at my entrance.
He pushed in slowly, and the head of his cock stretched my tight pussy. I screamed, tears streaming down my face as pain ripped through me. He paused, kissing my lips softly, his whiskey-scented breath calming me. “It’s okay, Sarina,” he whispered. “Just relax.” After a moment, the pain eased, and he thrust again, this time sliding his entire cock inside me. I cried out, my pussy feeling like it was being torn apart. “Please, Uncle, take it out,” I begged. But he said, “Just a little longer, baby. The pain will turn to pleasure. I’m fucking you with love, not like some asshole who’d ruin your tight cunt.”
He stayed still, letting me adjust, his hand kneading my tits to distract me. Slowly, the pain faded, and he started moving, his cock sliding in and out of my pussy. The sensation shifted to pure pleasure, and I spread my legs wider, wanting him deeper. “Fuck, Sarina, your pussy’s so tight,” he groaned, pumping harder. I moaned, lost in the feeling of his thick cock filling me up. After about 10 minutes, his thrusts got faster, and he growled, “I’m gonna cum.” He shot his hot load deep inside my pussy, and I shivered as his cum filled me.
He collapsed on me, kissing me softly. “Thank you, my queen,” he whispered. When I stood up, I saw blood trickling down my thigh. Panicked, I asked, “Why’s there blood?” He smiled, “Your cherry’s popped, baby. It’s normal for the first time.” My pussy and lower back ached, and he told me to pee to ease the sting. I hobbled to the bathroom, wincing as I peed, watching the blood and his cum wash away.
I came back and collapsed on the bed, and we both fell asleep. The next morning, Uncle was gone, and Rahul was getting ready for school. Uncle called me later, asking, “How’s the pain?” I said, “It’s better, but still there.” He chuckled, “Take my cock again tonight, and you’ll be fine.”
That evening, Uncle came back with some cold drinks. They tasted a bit off, and I felt a buzz, like they were spiked. After dinner, we went to bed, same setup—Uncle in the middle, Rahul and me on either side. Rahul passed out playing games on his phone, and Uncle and I kept the conversation light until he was sure Rahul was asleep. Then he pulled me close, kissing me hungrily. “Ready for round two, baby?” he whispered. I didn’t answer, but my silence told him I was craving his cock.
He climbed on top of me, lifting my nightie and pulling down my panties. His cock was already hard, and he slid it into my sore pussy. It hurt less this time, and I moaned softly as he fucked me slow, careful not to wake Rahul. I grabbed his ass, urging him deeper, loving the way his cock stretched me. “Let’s go to Dad’s room,” I whispered, and he grinned, picking me up with his cock still buried in my pussy. He fucked me all the way to the other room, each step making me moan.
In Dad’s room, he pinned me against the wall and pounded my pussy hard, my tits bouncing with every thrust. Then he bent me over into doggy style, slamming into me from behind. My pussy was on fire, and I moaned, “Fuck me, Uncle!” When he was about to cum, he pulled out and sprayed his hot load all over my ass. I collapsed, panting, as he kissed me and rubbed my pussy.
Then he said, “I gotta take a piss. Come with me.” I laughed, “Why me?” He smirked, “I wanna fuck you in there too.” He carried me to the bathroom, sat on the toilet, and pulled me onto his lap, sliding his cock back into my pussy. He fucked me while taking a leak, and I was so turned on by his dirty boldness that I came hard, my pussy clenching around his cock. He washed up, carried me back to the room, and fucked me sideways until he came again, filling my pussy with his cum.
We passed out, and at 4 a.m., I snuck back to my room to put on clothes. I woke Uncle, and he got dressed too. Rahul was still out cold. For the next 15 days, Uncle fucked me every night—sometimes in the kitchen, sometimes under the shower, once even on the rooftop under the moonlight. Each time, he made my pussy sing with pleasure, and I was hooked.
When Dad came back, Uncle went home, but he’d sneak over to fuck me whenever he could. After Dad passed away, Uncle moved in with us. I fell hard for him, and he treats me like his wife. On my last birthday, he gifted me an iPhone-12. I’ve never let another man touch me because Uncle’s cock is all I need.
Love you, Uncle.