Uncle And Niece Sex Stories Novels & Stories

“I even started wearing shorter skirts around the house just to tempt you… hoping you’d finally notice and take what’s yours.” He leaned in close, teeth grazing my neck as he thrust deeper, his heavy balls slapping against my swollen clit with every brutal stroke. “Fuck, baby girl… that’s my naughty little niece,” he groaned, rewarding my confession with even harder, faster pumps that left me shaking and dripping. I was completely lost in him—body pressed to the wall, pussy stretched wide around my uncle’s cock, confessing every filthy secret while he claimed me exactly the way I had dreamed about for years.

"I'll get right to it. Your mother and I have sex and pee parties with Uncle Paul and Aunt Polly. We've been doing it since college and your mom and her twin siblings were doing it for a year before that. I'd never done incest and peeing, but I gotta tell ya, I fell right into it.' I could see dad's cock was a little bigger. He wasn't done. "Just to make things clear. Mom has sex with her sister and brother, and I have sex with everybody." Once again, my face was the tell. "Yes, Paul and I have sex. No fucking, we tried, wasn't our thing. But we suck each other and cum in each other's mouth." I put my hand out to touch the wall. "Sorry, maybe I should have been a little more subtle."

He carried me in bridal style, with the bedsheets still wrapped around my body, but some of the material was cleaning the floor. “Let's bath together,” he kissed my cheek. “Eww… Uncle, I don't want to bathe with you.” “Are you sure?” “I am sure.” “I could wash you clean, get down on you till you're quivering, finger your pussy till you forget your name,” he whispered, he sucked on my earlobe softly. Oh my god! This is temptation. Who knew my uncle could be this naughty? “No…” His lips slowly moved to my neckline, as he placed kisses on every spot.

I looked between them. “What happened?” Aunt Margaret looked delighted to share the story. “Adrian got into a fight over her.” I nearly choked. “What?” The room erupted into laughter. I tried to picture him as a child. Even a few people who had clearly heard the story dozens of times were smiling from ear to ear. “It wasn’t a fight,” Adrian muttered. “It was absolutely a fight,” Aunt Margaret said. “You punched a boy.” She said clearly enjoying the effect the story had on him.

The room echoed with skin slapping, moans, and filthy words. “Fuck your stepdaughter harder,” Sarah urged him while fingering me. “Fill that tight pussy.” Jake finally lost control. He had me on my back, legs over his shoulders in a mating press. Sarah sat on my face as he pounded me mercilessly. The angle hit so deep I saw stars. I licked Sarah frantically while my stepbrother destroyed my cunt. “I’m gonna cum inside you,” Jake warned, thrusting faster. “Do it,” I moaned into Sarah’s pussy. “Cum in your stepsister!”

“I want to play with you longer, but I’m too hard. I need to know what my niece feels like on the inside. Fuck, no more foreplay, baby girl. Time for me to make you come around Uncle’s big cock.” He grabbed his dick, aimed the crown at my hole, and notched himself there for a heartbeat. He curled his fingers into my inner thighs. Painfully. And then, with his gaze latched on mine, my uncle slammed his cock into me so hard my back slid up our family’s dining room table. I screamed, but instead of scrambling to get away, I grabbed the edge of the lacquered wood and held on tight as Uncle Damien mercilessly screwed me. “Open up that pussy and let me all the way in,” he snarled.

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?

"Wasn't it because I look like her?" "You'll figure this out." Noah didn't answer my question. "only after you being a part of my life." Although he said it cryptically, I knew what he meant. "I haven't broken up with Fletcher, Uncle Noah." I finally broke free from him, all because I called him Uncle Noah. "Bad girl." Noah said to me. "If you had admitted from the beginning that I was going to be your Uncle-in-law, you wouldn't have chosen to have sex with me." He laughed loudly, as if in satisfaction at reading my mind.

How could I imagine my uncle like that? After all, of course, my uncle already had many lovers. He must have used his handsome face to attract many women as he did earlier on the campus to make Selly hysterical. He's a handsome, well-established, and powerful man, so there must be a lot of women who want him. Ah, that's right. We haven't met for a long time. There are many things I don't know about him. I'm curious about what Uncle Matthew has been doing all this time.

She dared to ask about something that had been bothering her for a long time. "What?" Joe replied, returning Clara's gaze with love. "How many times has Uncle been in a relationship?" Clara asked. "Never, Clara, but I've been married once!" he answered. "I used to admire Vivian, I was only focused on her and was going to make her my wife. But... you know how it is now, only disappointment I got!" he said. "How many women has Uncle kissed?" Clara inquired. Her curiosity about the man was very high.