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Fucking my Cousin's Ass

by Bob Banger

I was preparing dinner when the phone rang.


“Hey cous.”

“Hey you.”

It was my cousin from Michigan, Claudia, I was expecting her call as I was told she was coming to vacation in the Bahamas.

Since I moved down to the islands, my social life has been anything but boring. I come from a large family and since I’ve been living in Nassau, there is always somebody from the family coming to vacation and trying to take advantage of the situation.

“I’m trying to check into the hotel and they’re telling me that they don’t have a room for me. They’re overbooked and nobody is leaving at this time. The fucking bastards.”

“Which hotel are you at?”

“The Courtyard on Bay Street west.”

“They can’t find something else?”

“The only room they found was at Bahamar. It’s very nice, but it’s very much out of my league. The courtyard is what I can afford, not stupid Bahamar. They’re willing to pay the cost of their own room, but the difference in price is still way out of my budget.

I bit the bullet.

“You can stay with me until a room opens up.”

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Aunt Michelle

by Michael M.

I’m a guy, which means that I’m horny and been horny for as long as I can remember. The idea of saying no to sex, regardless of who it was going to be with, is completely foreign to me. Around the age of fourteen I started masturbating, but my maturbation career didn’t last too long, as soon enough I was lucky to move on to my fucking career. All thanks to my aunt Michelle.

One evening after dinner when I was fifteen and still living at home I was passing the time by playing with myself as usual. At the time I was unfortunate enough to have the one and only bedroom on the first floor, right next the kitchen. My mother was never much of a cook but she was certainly a neat freak, so it was never easy for me to lose myself while I played with my incredibly hard cock considering how much time she spent in the kitchen. Back then I had no frame of reference for what it would be like to actually get laid, so god only knows what I fantasized about while I stroked myself silly.

I had been sliding my hand up and down my pretty dick for a good half an hour and my cum had just started to shoot onto my hairless chest when my mother barged in my room and got an eye full of my engorged cock and hot liquid. The last of my cum was still oozing from the tip of my penis when I quickly sat up and turned to look at her, wishing someday she might have enough respect for me to actually knock on the door.

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Posted on: 2020-08-15
Posted In: Incest
Tagged with: aunt and nephew taboo incest story , aunt/nephew sex story , nephew fucks aunt


by John Demille

Jenny and I have been best friends for as long as I remember. As kids, we were forced to be as we lived too far from any neighbours out in the country. You see, mom and dad seemed to be two loners who stayed away from people for some reason. We had a house out in the country with plenty of land to surround it. Jenny was a year older than me, but since she had no one to play with, we became playmates from the day that I was born. Mom told me that Jenny couldn’t wait until I could crawl to play with me.

Whenever we went in town shopping with mom people though we were twins as I was generally larger than Jenny for my age and that made me her almost exact size until she hit puberty and had a major growth spurt. It took me a couple of years to catch up to her height and surpass her after my own puberty.

While we were young we were home schooled, which increased our dependence on each other and closeness. At fourteen for me and fifteen for Jenny, we were enrolled part time in the nearby town’s high school to finish continue our education beyond what my mother could deliver.

Like every other human, during puberty Jenny changed quite a bit. Her cuteness turned into a womanly beauty. The baby fat disappeared, and magically moved into different places to give her very soft female curves. A lot of that fat seemed to move to her tits specifically. By fifteen she had way more than handfuls. Guys started asking Jenny out, but unfortunately for her, mom restricted her dating.

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Aunt Marie

by Ella Jean Chadwicke

A man I was seeing told this story to me several years ago. He had asked me to tell him, “Shoot your hot fuck cum in your Aunt Marie darling!” when he was cumming. Needless to say, I found a way to get the story from him. (Grin) I’ll tell the story in his words.

When I was 3 years old my parents divorced and my mother and I went to live with my Mom’s mother. By the time I was 5, Mom had found a man to her liking and married him. I remained with my Grandmother and although I don’t recall resenting my Mother or stepfather, I suppose I used the anger and resentment at being abandoned I must have felt to turn myself into a bully.

I had finally managed to be promoted to the 8th grade and had gained a reputation as a fighter of some infamy, I had visions in those days of becoming a professional fighter as soon as I grew old enough to leave home and pursue the career. Needless to say, no matter how strong and tough you are, even if you’re 10 foot tall and bullet proof, someone will come along to give you an attitude adjustment.

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Posted on: 2019-10-22
Posted In: Incest
Tagged with: aunt and nephew taboo incest story , aunt/nephew sex story , nephew fucks aunt

Adult World

by Sally

I was fourteen when my parents left England to live in Hong Kong. To finish my education I went to stay with my aunt and uncle who lived in a large old house outside a small village between Oxford and Banbury. It felt like the end of the world. The village was boring and my Aunt Katharine was typical of the women who lived there; she didn’t work but had her nose in numerous village committees. Aunt Katherine was my mother’s older sister, but unlike my mother she was very strict with me, always nagging me about my homework or jobs I had to do around the house. She never seemed to enjoy anything she did; nothing was ever easy or pleasant with her. My Uncle Jack though was quite relaxed but he was seldom at home for long, probably because of her. Often he wouldn’t get home until late at night and sometimes stayed away for several days at a time. They were both in their early fifties and their kids had already left home, so it was just them and me. Neither of them had much time for me and unless Aunt Katharine was nagging about something she pretty much left me to my own devices.

The Easter holidays finally came around so at last I had some free time. The house was several miles from the village so I hitched a ride with Aunt Katharine as she had to visit the vicar on business. I was hanging around the dismal village shops when a friend from school showed up. He reckoned that we should catch a bus to the nearest town as the village was so dull. I wanted to go but knew I would have to okay it with Aunt first. The next bus was in about ten minutes so I ran back to the vicarage where my Aunt had dropped me off and ran round the back, as I usually did, to tell her I wanted to go. It was a pleasant day and I thought they’d be in the garden but they weren’t so I went looking for them in the vicar’s big oak panelled study but the house appeared deserted.

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