Chapter 4: Dream Of Fulfillment

Aria

It was a joyful morning full of promise. I was in the kitchen making breakfast, When I felt a strong arm around my waist.

I was startled, and when I looked backward, it was Uncle Lance. He kissed my neck, and I moaned with a laugh of fulfillment.

“You never get tired, do you?" I asked, my voice low and filled with lust.

He kissed my earlobes, “I can never get tired of you, darling. Everything about you is so perfect," he moaned in my ears, and I smiled joyfully.

“Well, we have the whole house all to ourselves," I spoke and turned around, facing him.

I caressed his chest, and my hand traveled down to his erect cock. I grabbed his cock, and my lips pressed against his.

“What are you waiting for?" I whispered in his mouth. His hands wrapped around my waist, and he caught his breath with his gaze pierced into mine.

A whooshing sound from his mouth filled the air as I stroked his cock inside his shorts. I teased him with a kiss, and when he came all in, I deprived him. I watched him lean further, desperate for the kiss, but I denied him.

He let out a sharp moan and I knew he was about to cum, so I stopped and raised his jaw with my index finger. I looked deep into his eyes, and he gasped lustfully.

He held my hands and turned me around. He positioned himself between my legs. I felt his hardened horse cock hovering around me. I was crazily wet even before his monster cock found its way into my tight pussy.

“Fuck me, please," I begged shamelessly. He growled and leaned on my back. I could feel his weight pressing me down on the cabinet around the wall.

“I'm gonna fuck your brains out,” his deep masculine voice roared in my ear, and I felt my pussy tickle, desperately waiting for his cock.

His cologne was all over me, and each second I spent next to Lance, my pussy got wetter. He kissed my neck, and I felt the tip of his cock dip into me. I moaned out loud, “Oh my goodness!"

My eyes rotated in my head. The kitchen room spun for a moment, and he withdrew his cock, making me crave for him anxiously.

I moaned, my moans filled with unhealthy lust and desperation. "Please fuck me, I beg you," I moaned, and he leaned on me again.

“When I fuck you, you'll say thank you, Daddy,” he whispered in my ear, and I nodded.

"Yes, thank you, Daddy,” I moaned, and he smiled. His grip from behind was so strong. He moved his hand over to my neck and choked my breath. I felt my breathing cut short, and I struggled to breathe with my mouth open.

Immediately, his huge cock rammed into me from behind mercilessly. I moaned out loud, the walls of my pussy stretched as his huge cock went deeper inside me.

I moaned, and my moans turned to scream. There was a burning sensation coursing through me. My pussy ached and itched. When he was all in, the pain lessened, and I began to feel pleasure in his cock.

He started thrusting slowly, his face buried in my neck. I moaned, his thrust, driving me insane. His huge cock rearranged my organs, driving me crazy.

I moaned continuously, and it felt like I was losing control of my body.

“Shhh!" He commanded and covered my mouth with his palms.

He continued thrusting, his pace increasing with each thrust. His touches and the clapping sound of his deep strokes drove me to climax, and I felt an electrifying sensation coursing through me.

My eyes blinked, I was losing it. He started going fast, panting heavily as he thrust in and out. My eyes bulged, I felt like I was about to explode.

A smothering current ran down my system, and my legs began to tremble.

My moans filled the air, and he didn't stop. I was about to cum. Suddenly, the unpleasant sound of my cell phone erupted, and I opened my eyes.

I was lying on my bed inside my room. I looked around and found my phone ringing beside me. It was a dream. I was never with Uncle Lance. I had been dreaming, and it felt so real.

I looked down at my pants, and I realized that I had wet my pants. I sighed and sat upright as I felt a bit dizzy.

Immediately, a knock came on my door. “Who is it?" I asked, and the door opened.

Serena walked into the room wearing a perfect smile that exposed her sparkling white set of teeth.

“You're up from your nap? Great!" She began, and I covered my lower body with the duvet.

“What's the matter?" I asked. I was curious.

She rolled her eyes. "Look, Aria, I know that you're not used to doing things by yourself. I mean, being a billionaire's child, you've got maids and security men circling you, and that's fine,” she stammered.

I could sense tension hovering around her, the way she looked at me like she was afraid of me or something.

“So what are you trying to say?" I asked, my eyes fixated on her, and she gulped. Her jaw dropped, and for a moment, her words seemed to have hung in her lungs.

I leaned forward to let her know that I was listening.

“What I'm trying to say is that this is your uncle's place, and he doesn't like having helpers disturbing his privacy. In that case, you might have to do something by yourself in the house,” she said, and I nodded.

“Ok, I get it," I said, staring back at her.

“Great! Which is why I need you to help out in the kitchen right away,” she added.

I sighed and caressed my hair.

“I'll be down shortly," I said to her, and she smiled. She blew me a kiss, and I watched her hips swing till she was out of sight.

After she was gone, I sighed and changed into a bum short and a brown short singlet. I departed for the kitchen, and on getting there, Serena was nowhere to be found.

I walked around, staring at the boiling water. I had zero experience in cooking because I've never had to. I stayed put, waiting for her arrival; suddenly, Uncle Lance walked in, wearing tight shorts.

His empty body exposed his perfect abs, and I gulped down my empty throat.

“Aria? You're the one cooking?" He asked, his brow furrowed deeply, and I smiled nervously. I felt so embarrassed.

"Don't mock me. I may not be a good cook, but I'm skilled in other aspects of life,” I said, and he chuckled.

“Really? Like what exactly?" He asked.

I looked at him, and our gaze met. His seductive blue eyes made my pussy jiggle, and I felt an arousal.

“Like sex. I can make you cum so strong if given a chance,” I thought inwardly, but I couldn't say the words out.

Seeing that Uncle Lance was still looking at me and waiting for a response, I chuckled.

"Alright, how about you give me a test?” I suggested, and he rolled his eyes. “Alright. I can work with that."

I stood still, watching him as he turned around the kitchen, probably thinking of a better test for me. I smiled, I felt so satisfied being around him.

He turned back to me. “How about you grab a knife and chop that cabbage for me? Let's see how well you do,” he said, and I scoffed.

“Easy peasy,” I muttered, and he smirked.

Without wasting time, I grabbed the knife and delved into the cabbage. After a few trials, I realized how difficult it was to chop the cabbage into perfect sizes.

I heard a mocking laughter from behind, and my heart throbbed. I felt so embarrassed. I turned around, my eyes filled with disappointment as I looked at Lance.

“Let me help with that," he said, and I let out a hissing sound.

He came from behind and grabbed my hand, directing me on how to cut the cabbage in good sizes. His deep breath was all over my neck.

Tension arose around me, a dreadful feeling of relief. He pressed against me from behind, and I felt his cock pressed hard onto my butt.

“Watch and learn," he whispered.

Slowly, I let go of the knife and Uncle Lance continued with the chopping, but he didn't go off me. I tucked my hair behind my ears, letting his breath fall directly to my neck.

I felt my pussy getting wet, just by the mere presence of Uncle Lance. Slowly, I pushed my butt back, making it press harder on his cock. Suddenly, his cock started growing harder.

The feeling was priceless.

I began tracing its length against my butt. I wanted to express my surprise. His cock must be bigger than I kept picturing in my head.

At this point, I was senselessly wet and I couldn't control myself. I gulped my empty throat, staring at the cabbage he was chopping, but I was absent-minded.

Silence fell in, and I had a thought of touching his cock but I was too scared to do it. I didn't know what his reaction would be like.

“Fucking go for it, Aria. You're a big girl. Besides, Lance is not even your relative,” a voice in my head spoke, and I gasped.

He brought his face to my neck, and his deep breath sent me into oblivion. I moaned inaudibly. I couldn't take it anymore.

I was so lusty that all I wanted at that point was to turn around and strip Uncle Lance naked and fuck him, even if I'll have to do that against his will.

He came closer, filling the little space that was left between us. This time, his whole body was pressed against mine. His abs, his muscles, his horse cock. I gasped, my voice loud and clear, and there was no reaction from Uncle Lance.

“Turn around and fuck him!" A voice in my head commanded, and as I made a move to face him, Serena walked into the kitchen.

"Aria,” she called, snapping me out of my thoughts, and Uncle Lance withdrew from my body. I felt his essence leaving me, and it was the worst moment of my life.

I looked at Uncle Lance, but he didn't look back. He pretended like nothing had happened moments ago.

My gaze reached for his shorts as he faced the other side, backing away from Serena. Holy shit! His cock was standing erect, threatening to tear his pants off.

“You have a visitor who wants to meet you, Aria. He claims to be your boyfriend. He said his name is Jeremy," Serena announced, and I scoffed.

I stole a glance at Lance, and I could see the heaviness on his face. The way he curled his lips in a sneer, I could see jealousy and disappointment smothering him from within, even though he couldn't voice them out.

I left the kitchen without looking back, and suddenly I felt rage. Of all the time in the world, Jeremy chose to come now. It's about time I teach him a lesson he will never forget.