Creepy Uncle Porn Novels & Stories

He then navigated to the camera surveillance app and played the footage from earlier that morning. Uncle Steve was holding his phone as he gave me his orders. "Take this 800 dollars and buy something cheap, Caleb. Dominic's just a country bumpkin. He won't be able to tell the difference between premium and low-grade seafood." Uncle Steve's voice resounded clearly from the recording. A steely expression crossed Dominic's face. He stepped on Uncle Steve's face and hissed, "A country bumpkin, you say?" Uncle Steve squealed in terror. "I was wrong, Mr. Langdon! I was spouting nonsense because I had too much to drink!"

She gasped, and went on, as though his dick was hitting all the right places. “I fuck you better than your husband,” Uncle Stephan said, a slanted smile stretching his lips as he worked his waist. My mother made a throaty groaning sound, and said, “Of course, now make me cum.” I looked at them, my eyes were like saucers, my mouth hanging open. I was shocked by what I was hearing, but the thought of watching them fuck, the sluttery and taboo words leaving them, only made it more exciting to watch.

My body trembles and my legs shake as I cum while he pounds my pussy, satisfied he pulled out and poured in the bed. He orders Uncle to get tissue for me as I lay on the bed spent. Uncle Ben’s friend said something about a shower and few seconds later the shower was running. Uncle Ben places his mouth on my boobs and murmurs how beautiful, sexy and hot I was and how watching another man plough me makes him want devpur my cunt.

he asked, leaning close. I gave him a mischievous smile as I leaned closer until our lips were almost touching. “I called you Michael, your birth name,” “I'm a decade older than you,” “You don't look like it, and I don't care,” I said in a sultry voice. “I'm your husband's uncle,” he said, taking off his trousers completely. “Oh!” I gasped playfully. “If that's the case, then,your nephew's wife shouldn't be completely naked in front of you. It's forbidden,”

he said to me and released me to go home. This was the beginning of my torment. I spent all my nights trying to think of a way to use this video. I knew so much that if I sent it to Anderson, my brother, he would definitely find a way to do something, and if I'm not strong enough, I'll fall for it. "What exactly am I going to do with this?" I watched the video over and over again. I couldn't believe that Anderson looked my son in the eye—his nephew—and shot him dead just because he came to claim his wife.

TRENTON I started with teasing, my free hand roaming down her body, skirting her inner thighs without mercy. I brushed my knuckles along the slick folds of her pussy, but pulled back each time she whimpered and bucked toward me. 'Not yet, baby,' I murmured, nipping at her earlobe. 'I want you dripping for me, begging before I give you what you need.' She squirmed under my hold, her breaths coming in short pants as I circled her clit, dipping just the tip of a finger into her entrance to spread her wetness around. Her pussy clenches around air, juices coating my fingers as I finally pressed two inside her, curling them slow and deep to stroke that spot that made her cry out.

"Didn't you see that yourself, Uncle Damon? Is there a need to ask?" Damon sneered. "You're not fit to be a husband." "Am I not fit? And you, Uncle Damon—are you fit? Coveting your own niece-in-law. If others knew, the Sumners might not know whether to be embarrassed or ashamed."

Rosie’s POV I did something bad. Okay, not that bad, but I was throwing a party for my uncle, Nicolas Hickman, the Alpha of the Midnight Pack, and he hated parties. “Do you think my uncle will find a second mate tonight?” I asked, checking my makeup as I spoke to my best friend, Chris. She was struggling to get into a tight, red dress. "I wonder if the two of us could find mates tonight." Her face brightened with the thought.

I was dripping like a desperate whore for my own uncle. Strong arms suddenly wrapped around me from behind. Jayden’s hard, muscular body pressed against my back, his thick erection grinding against my ass through his sweatpants. “Morning, baby girl,” he growled low in my ear, one big hand sliding straight under my shirt to cup my bare, dripping pussy. “Fuck, you’re already soaked for Daddy. Such a nasty little niece.” I moaned shamelessly, pushing back against his fingers as two thick digits parted my slippery folds. “Uncle Jayden… Daddy… we shouldn’t—”

I wasn’t even myself that night or did he suddenly forget that tiny piece of information. “Trevor was there that night at the club, I fucking saw the two of you talking, don’t play dumb with me. You knew I was his uncle,” he replies, staring daggers into me but I don’t fold under his cold eyes, glaring at him with equal anger, feeling my heart pound. Such a presumptuous jerk. “Oh so you saw us talking? Then did it ever occur to you that maybe it was your nephew’s girlfriend you were fucking six ways to Sunday that night?”