Uncle Hyde

Brooklyn shows up pumped for her aunt-uncle weekend only to hear Aunt Sadie got yanked away last minute. Neil meets her at the door, and right away she smells something sour. Later, after drinks loosen her tongue, she spills that she’s actually cruising through town to bang the internet guy her folks would flip over. Neil listens, smiles a little too wide, starts brushing her shoulder every time he passes, and slips in low-comments that run hotter than a favorite-uncle should. By bedtime she’s convinced herself it’s nothing, until she catches him in the hallway eye-fucking her through the bedroom door crack. One ding on her phone seals it: Auntie in a hurried text admits Neil shipped her off, now she’s three states away. Cornered, Brooklyn calls him on it. He drops the act fast, tells her straight he’s been craving this tight little niece ass since she turned legal, and if she breathes one word about the boyfriend her parents will know first. Brooklyn’s choices vanish in two seconds, so she lets sweet Uncle Neil have her body—slamming her face-down, fucking her raw, spilling cum where the sun don’t shine—just to keep her secret safe and hurry this version of him into the dark again.