Uncle And Niece Incest Mga Nobela at Kwento

"Put your hot sperm inside your sister. Make me pregnant. I need it so bad. I need to be pregnant for you..." My balls tightened and, moments later, I erupted deep within her pussy. She came again, screaming as she did, and I felt myself filling her womb with our combined seed. Our incestuous child. I was going to be a father. And an uncle, I guess. You enjoy wearing less clothing around the house had been my next command. It's okay to expose your skin to your brother. Again, a simple enough instruction. And sure enough, she'd taken to it like a fish to water.

"And disturbing not to mention a violation of privacy." He rolls his eyes then irritated. "What are you doing here?" "What do you mean?" I counter playing dumb. "You know what I mean." "I don't. " "Don't bother with the shrink shit!" My brother hissed. I opened my mouth to refute, but felt a hand slide over my shoulder pulling me close. Uncle. I could smell his cigar. "Well would you look here, both my niece and nephew. Guess fate saw that we needed double hands." "There's awalys one person from the family, Uncle. Ammoy should go home."

He hooked my legs over his shoulders and slammed back in, folding me in half. “Look at me while I breed you,” he demanded, eyes locked on mine as he pounded deep. “Tell your uncle who this pussy belongs to.” “It belongs to you,” I gasped, nails digging into his arms. “It belongs to Uncle Caleb!” He fucked me with savage intensity, the couch creaking beneath us. His mouth latched onto my neck, sucking dark marks while he railed me. “Gonna fill this tight little cunt,” he rasped. “Pump so much cum into my forbidden niece that you’ll be leaking me for days. Maybe put a baby in you so my brother never suspects who really owns you.”

he whispered, grinding his hips slightly against mine. I felt it. Oh God, I felt it. A hard, thick ridge pressing against my belly through his sweatpants. He was hard. My uncle was hard, and he was pressing his erection against me. My brain was in absolute fragments. This was wrong. This was incestuous. This was forbidden. But I was so wet. I was soaking through my panties, the liquid heat pooling between my legs. "Uncle Ryder..." I moaned, the title feeling dirty and erotic on my tongue.

" What if I tell my uncle that we are both dating? " She scoffed and bitter anger surged through her and she rolled her eyes ."Is that the best you can come up with?" And how about I tell your uncle that you have been embezzling funds from his company." she threatened back and watched his eyes narrowed into a slit in fear. He stepped back a little and she smiled ." How about you start calling me Auntie now?" He was already turning red about to say something when Rafael came . "I can see you both are getting to know each other?"

"Uncle Matt, yes, I will marry you." I lay on the hospital bed, phone pressed to my ear, my other hand limp at my side as my vacant eyes lingered on the bloodstained bandages around my wrist. How many times had I tried to end my life? I could no longer remember. All I knew was that whenever the waves of despair came crashing down, I felt no desire to keep on living. On the other end of the line, Matt Harlem corrected me, "Audrey, I am John's uncle, not yours. You should call me 'Matt.' Or, 'honey'."

" I explained briefly. Maya still looked at me like I was speaking gibberish. "Or…have you resigned from that? No, it's okay if you don't do that anymore. I.... "Name who?" She cuts in. A broad smile took over my face. "My uncle... his..." I gulped so hard before I could pronounce the word. "His wife. I need you to take him away until she has no choice." "Why? You want her to be yours?" She smiled, knowing that I must be guilty of something.

The boy who once laughed with me under starlit skies now looked like a stranger wearing his face. Julian unrolled the scroll. The parchment crackled loudly in the heavy silence. “Commander Vane’s blood was found under your nails,” he said, voice flat and cold. “In your quarters. On the silver hairpin hidden beneath your mattress, the one used to slit his throat.” My heart slammed against my ribs. “I didn’t kill him. I swear it.” The side doors creaked open. Elara and Silas entered, my chosen family, the two people I would have died for without hesitation.

“Uhhh, I didn’t mean that we live together. I was just with him at the moment and I planned to–“ My mother laughed, interrupting my nervous ramble. “Honey, we’re not kids. We already know.” Well, if that wasn’t a bigger shock. “You do?” “You hold grudges, baby.” My father reminded me. “You’d never want to breathe the same air as Fabiola again.” “Well, we’re breathing the same air now, aren’t we?” I murmured. “That’s because you decided to date his uncle,” Carol said under her breath, making sure I was the only one that heard. It didn’t matter though. My family was going to find out soon anyway.

I curl my hands into a tight fist; different emotions spiral within me as I pace round the room loosening my tie. My eyes scanned the whole room until they fell on the mirror, and immediately I wanted to pull my eyes away. To stop staring at the monster, the total failure that I was. Everything I do, every step I take, keeps coming back as a failure. Just this one time I decided to have casual sex and ended up having it with my fiancé's uncle, a man who doesn't even have feelings for anyone. A selfish monster and a mafia don. How would the people feel if they found out that the heir to the throne was gay and not only gay, but also slept with his fiancée's uncle, who was a mafia don? Gosh! Ho