Alex sighed, rubbing their tired eyes as they lay in bed. It was well past midnight, and the incessant ringing of their phone jolted them awake again. With a heavy sigh, they picked up, expecting it to be a telemarketer or a wrong number.
“Alex, baby, it’s Uncle Mike,” a husky, desperate voice croaked from the other end. “Please, I need you… I’ve been thinking about you all day, and… I can’t take it anymore.”
Alex’s stomach twisted into knots as they recognized the familiar, fervent tone of their perverted uncle Mike. It was a voice that made their skin crawl, yet Alex couldn’t deny the perverse thrill it stirred within them.
“What do you want, Uncle Mike?” Alex asked, trying to keep their tone neutral, even as a surge of dark curiosity coursed through their veins.
Mike’s breathing grew ragged. “I want you to… talk dirty to me, Alex. Share all those filthy things you know I crave to hear. Make me come, baby… please.”
Alex swallowed hard, a shiver running down their spine. They knew Mike’s twisted obsession with them all too well, how he would do anything, say anything, to get his hands on their body. The thought sent a kinky thrill through Alex’s core, and they found themselves suddenly eager to please.
“Okay, Uncle Mike,” Alex purred, affecting a sultry, seductive tone. “Let’s play a game. Imagine I’m stripping in front of you, teasing you with my body. My non-binary curves, my smooth, hairless skin, every inch of me on display just for your pleasure.”
Mike moaned, the sound dripping with lust. “Yes, yes, keep going! Tell me everything, Alex… what are you wearing?”
“Just my panties, tight and drenched with arousal,” Alex continued, their voice growing huskier. “I’m rubbing myself, working my clit until I’m dripping wet. The fabric’s so thin, you can see the outline of my swollen lips, my arousal leaking through… oh, Uncle Mike, I’m getting close already.”
“Fuck, Alex, you’re driving me wild!” Mike grunted, his breathing turning labored. “Keep talking, tell me about your nipples, are they hard and sensitive?”
“Celebrating my non-binary status, they’re responsive to all kinds of stimulation,” Alex teased, enjoying the depravity of it all. “I pinch and tug at them, sending jolts of pleasure straight to my clit. My body’s trembling, Uncle Mike… I’m so close to coming just from fantasizing about you touching me.”
“God, Alex, you’re the most obscene, tantalizing thing,” Mike groaned, his voice rising to a near-whine. “Now, imagine my hands on you… sliding up your thighs, pushing your panties aside to plunge into your dripping folds…”
As Alex listened to their uncle’s filthy descriptions, they finally surrendered to the building hunger within them. With a gasp, they came, their orgasm intense and messy, just like Mike’s twisted desires.
When they finally caught their breath, Alex glanced at the clock, shocked to see it was nearly 3 a.m. “Is that… enough, Uncle Mike? Can I go now?”
Mike’s voice was a hoarse whisper, heavy with post-orgasmic satisfaction. “Thank you, Alex… you have no idea how much that meant to me. I’ll see you at the family gathering this weekend, and… maybe we can continue our little game then, hmm?”
Alex shuddered, both repulsed and strangely excited at the prospect. As they hung up, they couldn’t help but wonder what other depraved fantasies their uncle would drag them into… and how far they’d let him take them.
