Arietta Adams, a curvaceous 18-year-old with fiery red hair and striking green eyes, perfect for family sex com, was sprawled on the couch, her eyes glued to her phone. Her step-uncle, Sean Lawless, a tall, muscular man with a salt-and-pepper beard and piercing blue eyes, watched her from the kitchen, a mischievous smile playing on his lips.
“Arietta,” he called out, “you’re going to hurt your neck like that.”
She looked up briefly, her cheeks flushed, and then returned to her pervy family phone. “Uncle Sean, I’m just catching up on some stuff. I’ll put it down in a bit.”
He chuckled, “You say that every year. How about you put it down now, or the tickle monster might return?”
Arietta rolled her eyes but didn’t put down her phone. Sean grinned and started to creep towards her. “Tickle monster, tickle monster,” he chanted, reaching out to tickle her sides.
Arietta screamed and tried to wriggle away, but Sean was relentless. He tickled her until she was red in the face and gasping for breath. Suddenly, she let out a surprised cry, and Sean realized she had squirted through her leggings.
They both froze, shocked and embarrassed. After a moment, Arietta looked up, her eyes wide and her cheeks flushed. “Uncle Sean… I’m so sorry,” she stammered.
Sean laughed gently, “Don’t be silly, Arietta. It’s just an accident. But I must say, you look a little… flushed.”
Arietta bit her lip, her eyes flickering with something that wasn’t embarrassment. “No one’s home,” she said softly. “Tickle me under my pants.”
Sean raised an eyebrow, a slow smile spreading across his face. “Are you sure about that, Arietta?”
She nodded, her eyes never leaving his. “Yes, I want you to tickle me under my pants, Uncle Sean.”
Sean leaned in, his voice low and husky. “And what happens if I do?”
Arietta swallowed hard, her breath coming in short gasps. “I don’t know, but I think I want to find out.”
Sean grinned and reached for the hem of her shirt. “Well, let’s find out together.”
He started to tickle her again, this time under her shirt and then under her leggings. Arietta squirmed and moaned, her breath coming in short gasps. Sean could feel her heat, her wetness, and he knew she was turned on.
He slipped his hand inside her panties, his fingers finding her clit. Arietta cried out, her hips bucking against his hand. “Oh, Uncle Sean,” she moaned. “That feels so good.”
Sean started to rub her clit in slow circles, his other hand cupping her breast through her shirt. “You like that, don’t you, Arietta?” he murmured.
She nodded, her eyes closed, her breath coming in short gasps. “Yes, yes, I like it.”
Sean slipped one finger inside her, feeling her tight heat. Arietta cried out, her hands grasping his shoulders. “Oh, God, Uncle Sean,” she moaned. “That feels so good.”
He started to move his finger in and out, his thumb still circling her clit. Arietta’s moaning grew louder, her body writhing against his hand. “Faster, Uncle Sean,” she begged. “Fuck me faster.”
Sean complied, his finger moving in and out of her in quick, hard strokes. Arietta’s moans turned into screams, her body convulsing as she came.
Sean withdrew his hand, grinning at the sight of her flushed and satisfied. “That family sex com was amazing, Arietta,” he said. “But now, it’s my turn.”
He stood up, unzipping his pants and freeing his cock. Arietta looked at it, her eyes wide. “Is that for me?” she asked, her voice soft.
Sean nodded, a slow smile spreading across his face. “All for you, Arietta.”
He lay down on the couch, pulling Arietta on top of him. She straddled him, her eyes locked onto his cock. “How do I…?” she asked, her cheeks flushed.
Sean reached up, guiding his cock to her entrance. “Just lower yourself onto me,” he murmured.
Arietta did as she was told, lowering herself onto his cock. She gasped as he filled her, her eyes widening. “Oh, God, Uncle Sean,” she moaned. “You’re so big.”
Sean grinned, his hands gripping her hips. “You can take it, Arietta,” he said. “You’re doing great.”
Arietta started to move, her hips rising and falling in a slow, steady rhythm. Sean watched her, his big cock throbbing inside her. “That’s it, Arietta,” he murmured. “Ride me. Make me come.”
Arietta’s movements became more urgent, her breath coming in short gasps. “Oh, God, Uncle Sean,” she moaned. “I’m going to come again.”
Sean could feel her tightening around him, her body convulsing as she came. He let out a groan, his own orgasm ripping through him. “Fuck, Arietta,” he growled. “You feel amazing.”
Stepuncle and stepniece lay there for a moment, their bodies entwined, their breaths coming in ragged gasps. Finally, Arietta looked up, a slow smile spreading across her face. “Merry Christmas, Uncle Sean,” she said.
Sean laughed, a low, husky sound. “Merry Christmas, Arietta,” he replied. “And to many more family sex com like this.”
