Holly began opening and closing her legs slightly, like nervous energy. The teacher continued lecturing but looked at the class less and Holly's crotch more. With twenty minutes left, Holly waited for Miss Burton to look and spread her legs wide and pulled her skirt way back to the top of her thighs.
Miss Burton licked her lips again and kept her gaze on Holly but didn't miss a beat of her lecture. With ten minutes until class ended, she left the front and walked around explaining the night's homework. Stopping next to Holly's desk, she laid a hand innocently on the the girl's shoulder. The teacher's long fingers touched the rise of the girl's breast. She edged over and rubbed a hip slowly against Holly's arm.
Holly's desire for adventure took over and her hand stroked Miss Burton's nylon covered calf, moving up until it was under the hem of the skirt at mid thigh. The teacher took a step forward and pointed her ass at Holly, who immediately caressed it. When the bell rang, the teacher looked down at Holly's crotch, and said "If you have any trouble with the homework, come see me after school. Any time." Miss Burton lightly touched Holly's breast and sauntered out the door.
On the bus ride home, Emma kept peppering her with questions about her odd behavior. "I guess I just miss my parents" Holly explained. Emma knew better than that.
When she walked in the house, Holly began to excitedly tell her uncle about her day with no panties. He listened for a minute, grabbed her, put her over his knee, lifted her skirt, and began spanking her hard. She wailed in surprise. "You forgot the rule already? After the spanking this morning?" Still over his knee, her ass getting redder with every spank, Holly yanked her skirt off and began unbuttoning her blouse. Jack suddenly stuck three fingers in her sore pussy. She screamed in surprise and pain.
"What the hell is this?" Her uncle pulled out the sopping mass of toilet paper and stuffed it in her mouth. As his fingers thrust in and out her muffled screams turned into muffled moans. She was about to cum when her uncle suddenly stood up, dumping her on the floor.
"Time to do your homework. Don't get the rug wet."
Seriously frustrated Holly scooted onto the kitchen floor, reached down between her legs and, for the first time ever, deliberately masturbated. Not a great job but she made herself cum. She rolled over, licked up the little puddle she had made, and went to her room to do her homework. Jack grinned like a proud parent whose child had just scored the winning goal.
It was dusk when she finished her homework. "Go get the mail" Jack ordered. Without thinking, Holly headed out the door. She was halfway to the street when she remembered she was naked. Taking a couple breaths to calm herself, she forced herself to walk to the mailbox and back to the house hoping no one would notice her. The thought that someone could see her excited her. By the time she got to the door, she was rubbing her pussy imagining herself laying on the front lawn masturbating.
It was about 8 o'clock when Holly announced she was going to take a bath and go to bed. Being adventurous was exhausting! She was about to get out of the tub when the door opened and her uncle walked in. She could tell from the look in his eye something was about to happen. Jack unzipped his pants and pulled his cock out. That perked her up. The night before he had it out but she was barely conscious Now she could get a good look.
She began to lean forward and was hit in the face by a stream of urine. She moved her head to get away but the stream followed her every move. She opened her mouth to breathe and the stream moved to fill it. She gagged and swallowed. "I swallowed pee!" she thought horrified. It was salty and warm but not unpleasant. Tentatively Holly opened her mouth again for a second taste. Jack's pee hit its target. "Stand up." The pee stream wandered over to her tummy and ran down by her pussy.
"Sit down and spread your legs." She opened her mouth again expecting more pee. Instead Jack stepped into the tub and began stroking his cock. She watched in fascination. A thick stream of white cum landed from her neck to the bottom of her boobs. Jack moved closer The second stream splattered on her face. She licked some off and she swallowed. "Pretty good" she thought. Her uncle took a step back, adjusted his aim, and sprayed the last of his cum on her pubes.
"Wash your face. Let the rest dry. Wear it to school tomorrow." He stuck his cock in her mouth. "Clean it off." A minute later, Holly got out of the tub, washed her face, rubbed the cum over her nipples and pubic hair, and went to her room.
The sheets on her bed were dry but there was a yellowish stain. She had peed on them twice already. Normally Holly would have changed them. Instead she ran her hand across the yellow area. The fabric was stiff. She lay down on her back, curled her legs up toward her head. Holly had a nice view of her pussy as she forced a brief stream of urine onto her stomach. She mixed the pee with the cum already on her body.
She fell asleep on her back, legs wide apart, with no cover on top of her. Later that night Uncle Jack passed by on his way to bed. He deposited another layer of cum on her stomach.
