Niece Uncle Sex Stories Novels & Stories

The thought had me smiling, knowing that compared to his last resolve, he was now weak against whatever we had come to feel. "My uncle? My father's brother wouldn't kiss me like I'm the last female on earth. He wouldn't have me writhing and screaming in pleasure beneath him for him to fill me up with his seed...," I whispered in his ear, enjoying the way his breathing pattern switched again and now, it was getting heavier. I felt him swallow, before opening his mouth to speak. "Aria, I was drunk about sleeping with you and about this kiss, I don't regret it but you're still my niece. I-..

Charvie was quick to place a hand on Jessamine's lips. "Stop being noisy, I said mine calmly." "Bryan's uncle, Is he old? Like old... white-haired old." Jessamine lowered her voice, trying not to yell. 'Old...nah, she was sure Cruz was older than her, because being her ex's uncle says it all, but not the kind of old Jessa had in mind...Jessa loved hot guys and she could die for one, if she saw Cruz, she wondered what would be her reaction.' "I had no choice, he was better than a cheat." Charvie shrugged keeping Jessamine in a suspense Jessa didn't like.

His member sprung forward-pointing north. " This is wrong" I managed to stutter. " what is wrong? Is sex education wrong?" He said as he advanced towards me. " Let me teach you," he said as he creased my cheek. He held my hand that held the sheets tightly. " Let me see," he said as the sheets fall onto the floor. " They are beautiful," he said as his hand reached for the left one. I sucked in air, my muscles tightening at the intrusion. " Mark " I gasped. What had happened to him being my uncle?

The title made my blood boil: "Diego Mendoza: My Uncle Destroyed My Marriage!" I pressed the play button with trembling hands. Diego sat in the studio with a fake sad expression. Beside him, Isabella sat gracefully, occasionally stroking his arm as if comforting him. "I don't know what else to say. I've lost the wife I loved because of my own uncle's actions. Julian Mendoza, my uncle, has destroyed my marriage." The journalist nodded sympathetically. "Can you tell us more details, Mr. Diego?"

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.

Pleasure bloomed instantly, hot and sharp. I closed my eyes and let the fantasy take over completely. In my mind, Ares was right there, kneeling between my spread legs. His strong hands gripped my thighs, holding me open for him. His deep voice rumbled against my skin. “Look at this pretty pussy,” dream-Ares growled. “So fucking wet already. Is this all for me, Sophie? You’ve been aching for your husband’s uncle to eat this cunt, haven’t you?” I whimpered and rubbed my clit faster, pressing harder. My hips rolled forward, chasing my own fingers.

"As Clark's wife, your niece-in-law, she seduced you and tarnished your reputation, making you a target for everyone. Isn't that ruining you? "Do you know what people were saying about the Sumners five years ago? They said I raised a son who was involved with his niece-in-law! An uncle who made his nephew a cuckold!"

I immediately became aroused, dirty thoughts filling my head and pushing me to the point of desperation. Pressing my back against the door, I bit my lips, quietly slipping my hands in between my legs and towards my soaked panties, closing my eyes as beads of sweat formed on my forehead, my breathing ragged. Just behind it, my uncle was having sex with random woman he brought in for the night. Her moans rang out and I secretly imagined that it was me he was fucking like that. I could literally hear the sounds of his thrusts as he pounded into her.

Benjamin had no right to talk about me like that. “Is this a real story?” Luca cried out. I couldn’t blame him. It was unbelievable. It sounded like something out of a movie. “He fucked your best friend so you fucked his uncle?” He winced. “Ugh, it’s so weird talking about my brother’s sex life, but that’s it?” Ben and I stayed silent, glaring at each other. “Wait, but if Saint knows about this, why is he playing along? To teach you a lesson?” He asked Ben.

“He… he actually tried to hit on you! After our old grandpa literally kicked your doors down!” Every time I looked at the coffin of Aquila,the grand ‘gift’ my uncle had presented like a bouquet of flowers—I lost it all over again. The sisters were vibrating with ancient rage, but they were completely powerless against the one thing they couldn’t fight: two teenage girls who had officially lost their minds. I finally wiped my tears, then I heard my uncle snorting. “Hey kids, I’m not that bad at flirting you know. I still got it,” he said, puffing out his chest. “If given more time, I’m sure Ennoia…”