Stephen Stotch sat on the edge of his bed, his eyes fixed on his 18-year-old niece Alex as she rubbed herself against a pillow. Her face was turning a deep shade of red, but she didn't protest. She simply followed his commands, despite the embarrassment that was written all over her face.
Stephen couldn't help but make a few humorous yet insulting comments as he watched her. "I never took you for a pillow humping kind of girl, Alex," he said, trying to maintain the facade of a stern and uptight Catholic man.
But despite his words, Stephen couldn't deny the fact that he was becoming aroused. He shifted uncomfortably in his seat, his eyes never leaving Alex's writhing form. He could feel his pants growing tighter as he ran his hand over his crotch.
Alex noticed Stephen's arousal and became even more embarrassed. She bit her lip and continued to follow his orders, unsure of what to do. Stephen's eyes were glued to her wet crotch, his breathing becoming heavier as he became more and more aroused.
Despite his arousal, Stephen forced himself to stop. He pulled off Alex's panties, revealing her swollen labia. He ran his fingers over her wet crotch, making her gasp as he continued to insult her and claim it was all for her own good.
But as much as he wanted to continue, Stephen knew he had to stop. He forced Alex to quickly get dressed and leave the room, leaving her feeling confused and embarrassed.
Stephen was left feeling guilty but also still aroused. He tried to convince himself that it was all for Alex's own good, but he couldn't shake the feeling that he had crossed a line.
Alex tried to avoid Stephen for the rest of the day, still feeling the effects of their earlier encounter. She couldn't understand why he had acted the way he did, and she was determined to get some answers.
Stephen tried to act normal around Alex, but he couldn't help but steal glances at her. He was still thinking about what had happened, and he couldn't help but feel aroused at the memory.
Finally, Alex confronted Stephen about his behavior. "Why did you do that, Uncle Stephen?" she demanded, her eyes flashing with anger.
Stephen struggled to come up with a good excuse, but ultimately fell back on his claim that it was all for Alex's own good. "I was just trying to help you, Alex," he said, his voice strained.
But his excuse only further frustrated Alex. "I don't need your help, Uncle Stephen," she said, her voice shaking with anger. "I can take care of myself."
Stephen knew he had a lot of explaining to do, but for now, he was content to let the tension simmer between them. He couldn't help but feel aroused at the thought of what had happened, and he knew that this was only the beginning of their unconventional education.
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