Uncle Taboo Novels & Stories

"Sit down on my lap, Jean, just the way mom was sitting." "But, I can't, she was sitting on . . .your. . .you were doing it to her." "I was fucking her, Aunt Jean, just the way I'm going to fuck you." "N N No. You're not going to ahh fuck me. I'm your Aunt, it's not right to fuck a close relative, there's a law against it." "But that's only because it isn't good to have children, to inbreed, which may bring out bad traits. I remember you telling mom that you were on a new birth control pill, so you can't get pregnant. So there is no reason we can't fuck, right?"

“Anyway, it’s good to know that you are finally taking life seriously." He doesn’t show even the slightest hint of regret or guilt. I successfully hide my frustration, but I am boiling on the inside. “You don’t have to look at me like that, you know. If you could shoot lasers out of your eyes, I would’ve been turned into ash right now.” His face is stoic, and I’m beginning to wonder if he has a soul. I am still glaring at him, but he seems unbothered. “Uncle, do you have to do that?” Linda chimes in.

I thought the sessions with the psychologist would be more difficult. The topics we address are heavy, yet I find it easy to open up to her. Like Jane, I’m a very reserved person, and it embarrasses me to admit that I endured severe psychological abuse from my husband. I'm also ashamed of having had a lover. According to the values I was raised with, that was immoral—no different than being a prostitute. And on top of all that, I danced in a nightclub where illegal dealings took place.

"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'."

“Dad, you don't understand—” “I said behave!” Uncle Charles snapped, his voice tight with fury. “If your mother finds out even a single whisper about this, it will completely destroy this family. I will not let you ruin everything we have built for years just because you cannot keep your dick inside your pants. Fix this mess. Tonight.” Heavy, slow footsteps moved away down the corridor. Uncle Charles was walking back to his own bedroom, leaving nothing but a terrible silence behind.

up. We headed to the bathroom. He took off his clothes and asked me to watch him do it. I was getting tensed and uncomfortable. But he's my uncle and an alpha at that. He wouldn't do what I was thinking he wants to do. Incest was a taboo. While I was still standing absent minded trying to figure out what he might do and what I would do if he made such attempt. I felt a lump of flesh in my hand. I looked down and saw his dick in my hand. "Do you like it?" He asked smiling mischievously. "Uncle!!!!" I said in a hushed shout. "Shushhhh be a good girl. Don't you want to feel this" he said. I would have thought he was drunk, but I just served him tea and there are no aphrodisiac content in the t

I loved Daddy, but I absolutely despise her. ‘I hate mommy’s older brother too, he’s always broodingly quiet, but I caught him looking at my àss one time, even though he tries to hide it, I know he wants to fúck me.’ The stranger didn't reply after this, I sighed and slammed my phone against the pillow. My uncle, while I didn’t exactly hate him, I despised how he always made me feel uneasy, like he could see the facade of my good little girl act. I didn’t usually wear a bra at home, because I wanted Daddy’s attention, but one time I’d caught Uncle staring closely at my títs. Too bad he wasn’t going to get a sniff of me, I belonged to Daddy alone.

“Old man, I realized I made a mistake when I married Elias back then. The man I’m meant to be with is Lucas… just like Violet and Elias, Lucas and I fell in love.” “Are you even listening to yourself? How can you be in love with my uncle? You had always seen him as your friend!” Elias yelled, desperation laced in his voice. “Grandpa, you’re not going to let this go, will you? Uncle Lucas has gone too far this time!” “Father, if news of this marriage gets out, it will ruin our family's reputation! You can’t accept this marriage!” Richard chimed in. "Yes, Steven. You can't let your son marry his nephew's ex-wife! It's a taboo! Have him marry my daughter instead, she's never been married before

But he seemed too confident. He and his father alongside mine saw her as an outsider, someone not worthy of our family name. But yesterday's acceptance was really a shock to me. The Allen family was notorious for their strict adherence to image and propriety. Extramarital affairs were strictly frowned upon, though they often swept such scandals under the rug. I couldn’t let that happen, not when Valerie was being unjustly treated. And alpha Allen's precious grandson was being quite an unfaithful beast! It felt so good to expose him during the interview as all eyes turned to me, curiosity and apprehension mingling in their gazes.

I only care about the emotional damage this would inflict on his nephew. “I don’t care. I’m a virgin.” I blurted, nonchalantly. Probably saying my flaw would make him feel any better. But I only saw a look of shock on his face when he heard me. “No, that’s–” He stepped back with his words instantly falling beneath when I grabbed his necktie to capture his lips. Slap? Ill words? Wishing him bad luck? Fuck! Those are not enough to inflict the same pain on David like he did to me. If sleeping with his uncle wouldn’t work, then I’ll be the one to decide that.