Creepy Uncle Porn Novels & Stories

I panted my hips rocking back and forth chasing the feeling. My mind raced with raw thoughts about how filthy this was my own uncle kneeling behind me devouring my dripping cunt like it was his favorite meal. Every lick sent sparks up my spine and my nipples scraped against the cold surface making them ache more. Uncle Alex pulled back just enough to speak, his voice muffled and rough. “This your pussy is so fucking sweet and swollen Luna I can taste how much you need treatment. Cum for me like a good patient let me feel these walls squeeze on my tongue.”

I was slamming my ass back, meeting every thrust and every rub. When Carlos softened and pulled out of my mouth, he left me alone in the room with my uncle. I was caught up in the sensations when my uncle asked, "You like that, don't you?" "MMPPHH...FUCK...I'm gonna...CUM," I said through my scratchy, husky voice. My uncle slipped the tip of his finger in my butthole. Not a lot, just the tip of one. He asked, "Do you want me to put it there?"

He nodded his head, and we stood there waiting for his uncle. [...] An hour passed and Jared's uncle showed up. He was quite a mature man, and serious. With a white beard and blue eyes. With some pictures of the site, he managed to get to where we were. "So what happened? Explain to me, I'm starting to imagine things." "Well, someone gave me some kind of aphrodisiac, and I was a little restless that day." "Don't tell me, did you rape this girl?" "No, she's an Omega, so she was affected by that and ended up giving me oral sex. Someone videotaped us and is trying to blackmail us."

said my uncle as he started to moan with pleasure at the blowjob that I was giving him. “Is he good honey? Is he sucking your cock real good?” asked my aunt. “Fuck, he’s almost as good as Brian,” said my uncle. I just kept sucking up and down on his shaft, licking his head and tasting his precum in my mouth. After a few minutes my aunt pulled me off and laid me down on the floor. “Spread yourself for your uncle,” she said as she started to spread my legs and push my knees towards my head. I knew what she had in mind and grabbed my thighs as I pulled them towards me, giving everyone a good view of my asshole. My uncle just smiled and stroked himself as he got down and knelt before me.

Didn't I hear it wrong? "Uncle...Hmmm...I mean James.." "Don't call me by my name. Please call me by any lovey nickname you want." James protested slightly. I had called him Uncle, because he was my ex's uncle. Yes, Jack was my ex-boyfriend who was such a jerk, he had fucked another girl on our two year anniversary. And you know what? The girl he was fucking was my best friend. "So, what were you going to say?" My daydream was interrupted by James.

Her deliberate brazen act was not lost on me as my own climax hit me like a sledgehammer my hot sperm shooting out like a run away express train making me feel a burning sensation on the tip of my cock as my cream hit the door with such force that I thought it was going to push the door open with the impact, as my cum trickled down the door and made a small puddle on the floor I was glad that they had gone to their bed and uncle Jim was enthusiastically eating away at his wife's cunt as it gave me the chance to quietly sneak to my room collect my mobile and a handful of tissues. On the way out I stopped outside their room to wipe up my mess from the floor with the tissues, together with as m

Eveline felt like her heart was about to explode. Shane. He’d sent her a message while she was in bed, passed out naked, after having sex with his uncle. “So…” Lucien drawled, “when were you going to tell me that I fucked my sweet nephew’s little fiancée? After I’d fucked you again this morning, on the kitchen counter? Or maybe in my bathroom?” Eveline’s breathing staggered as he moved closer, his steps measured and deliberately slow, as if testing how far she could take before running.

"As much as I'm sure you'll like the taste of my pussy. It's payback time Uncle Greg, now I get to cum in your mouth." She lay down on the bed and parted her legs wide, showing off her dripping red folds. Her uncle admired the view and grinned as he climbed up on the bed and dove in. With his tongue stretched out he ran it across her entire pussy, lapping up all the juices that had escaped so far. "What a sweet little pussy," he smiled at his niece who was kneading her tits and tweaking her nipples. "It tastes so sweet and innocent and yet you're such a dirty little slut."

I wrapped both arms around my shoulders, shivering against the chill. My mind still couldn't piece together everything that had happened. I tried replaying the events, but they refused to line up properly. Johnson. Running. Duncan. The bond that snapped into place without warning. Duncan. Everyone knew who Duncan was. He hadn't left the pack quietly — he left because of what he did. He was Johnson's uncle. And now, I had been claimed by my ex-husband's uncle. My life could not have gotten worse than this. Then something stirred from deep within me. My wolf. She churned and pressed against my ribs, restless and insistent.

“You need to hear. You need to hear how fucked up I am. You need to hear why you should give up like me, just like my parents did before I was born. You need to know, Damien. That the boy who you have been tormenting and yet taking so much space in his head is already fucked up. That I was ten when my uncle came into my room and forced me to take his dick into my mouth, and when I begged him, do you know what he said?” I asked. Before Damien can answer, “He looked me in the eye and said. No one would believe you because you can't talk. Because I was born dumb.” I take a step forward, watching Damien, his shoulders fallen. “Do you know how fucked up that is?” I ask.