This story comes after Britney: Part One and Britney: Part Two. To summarize what happened then, I met a girl named Britney whose uncle forces her to have sex with complete strangers and him on a daily basis. You really should read those first two stories to under what's going on, unless you're under 18, in which case you should not read this or those stories, because it's illegal. These stories are about naughty topics.
Britney and I tried to think up a plan to bust her uncle, but we really couldn't think of anything because being a jerk isn't illegal.
"Does he ever tape it when he has sex with you?" I wondered. "We might be able to get him arrested for rape, then."
"No, he does it in my room," Britney said. "I think he does that on purpose so we couldn't arrest him for rape."
"But I thought he said he had footage of you and your boyfriend having sex in your bedroom," I said. "Did he take the cameras out of your bedroom or what?"
"I don't think so..." Britney said. "But still, how would we get our hands on the videotape? He keeps me in my room most of the time."
"Wait..." I said. "What if I sneak into the house and look for the videotape? I could get do it while he's having sex with you, when he won't be able to catch me."
Britney's eyes filled with tears. "That's perfect!" she half-exclaimed, half-sobbed. "He always does it at six o'clock, so you can sneak in then! I'll leave the back door open!"
"Great," I said. "Where is your uncle's house?"
Britney gave me directions, then hugged me, crying. "Thank you, thank you, thank you!" I should have noticed that she looked awfully sad for someone who was supposed to be happy at being freed from her uncle, but I didn't.
That night, I snuck into her uncle's house and tried looking around for the videotapes. I had no idea where to look because I had never been in the house before, but I managed to find the study easily enough, so I looked in there.
On the computer screen were some video files of Britney having sex, including one called "I Bang Britney with her Boyfriend". Her uncle must not have been too creative when it came to naming files. I transferred that one to a portable disk.
I figured I was done, when I noticed a file called "Bedroom - Live Feed". I opened it, and sure enough, there was live feed of what was going on in Britney's bedroom. The sight of it made me instantly hard. Britney was on her bed, masturbating.
I had never seen another girl masturbate before, so I was fascinated. Britney was playing with her breasts, rolling them around and rubbing them together. Her eyes were closed in bliss as she slowly massaged herself. She drew her legs in, scrunching herself up into a ball.
"Spread out those legs," a voice said. I figured it must be her uncle, and sure enough, a man stepped into focus. He was naked, and I noticed with jealously, he was huge. His penis looked too big to be real, and I had no idea how he thought he would fit it inside Britney.
Britney sighed and spread out her legs to give him room to enter her. He didn't enter her, though. He leaned down and put his mouth to her pussy, sipping on it the way you're supposed to sip on a glass of wine. I realized with a sickening jolt that he was perversely sucking out her juices.
"You taste good," he said, "But I know something better."
He stood up and slowly stuck his mammoth penis inside of her. I could see Britney shudder as he did so, but I could tell she wasn't disgusted. She was as aroused as she could possibly be. I was, too.
Without thinking about it, I dropped my pants and started pumping furiously at my cock. Onscreen, Britney's uncle was pumping furiously into her. I timed my strokes with his, moving my hand down a length as he moved in a length, imagining that it was me who was making the redhead scream in pleasure like that.
Watching her get fucked made me realized why she didn't look happy at the idea of being free from her uncle. However much she hated the idea of having sex with him, the sex was great. She was writhing and moaning for all she was worth, begging him to fuck her harder and harder.
He came in her as I started to feel my orgasm approach. I slowed down slightly, wanting to stretch out the enjoyment for a little longer. There was nothing that could have stopped me from cumming, though, and I did, all over the computer screen. I basked in the aftermath, then decided to get the hell out of there before her uncle came out of her bedroom and found me.
I took off a sock and wiped the screen clean, then shoved the sock into my pocket. No way I was going to wear that sock on the way out. I was tying up my shoe when I felt a hand on my shoulder.
"Enjoyed the show, did you?" a voice said. I looked up to see Britney's uncle, grinning at me behind nasty teeth. "Glad to see it."
Standing behind him was Britney, sobbing. "I'm so sorry, _____!" she said. "He made me do it!"
Without taking his eyes off me, he reached back and slapped Britney. "Shut up, whore!" he cried. "I have important things to do with my new...guest."
End, Part Three