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I confess I want to fuck my 2nd cousin and she wants to fuck me. I wrote out this long boring ass story sob story explaining our lives but realized you all wouldnt give a fuck. We're flirting. We've discussed fucking but decided it would be weird but the other night we got on a good drunk and made out. Im bound by morals and so is she. Where I'm from incest isn't exactly unheard of but MY direct family would probably disown me. I swear though this girl.. This isn't just some fling someone I just want to get my dick into. She's more. I've never related to a person on this level. I never thought I'd even be considering it. But it's like finding the perfect person but it's just too taboo to have it and it drives me nuts. I know this is probably a terrible place to find actual advice but on a serious note what would you do. Put yourself in my shoes. Is a moral dilemma passing up something that could be great?

Also I probably should mention I met her about 6 months ago. It's not like I was raised around her I didnt even know she existed until then. We started talking online one day and we just hit it off. She's also beautiful. But to keep this private I need to keep pictures off limits I'm sorry. I'll describe her if you'd like.

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I'm a 38yr old male. Incest excites the hell outta me. I've been interested in it since i can remember. At a very young age,probably around 9, i was noticing my mom's body.Hell, i was noticing every dam woman i saw about that time. Anyway, my mom walked around the house in a short nitie and never wore a bra. She wasn't nothing special, in fact she was quite large, but at that time, she was the only woman that i'd ever seen in real life show that much, except for the women in the magazines under my bed. The nitie didn't leave much to the imagination. Every time she walked by, or sat down, i could see her panties. I could dam near see her nipples cause they poked out of her nitie so far. I guess she thought i was too young to notice, because in later years, she covered up a little more. But i sure did notice her then. When i was home alone, i would get a pair of her panties and rub them on my dick until i "got that feeling" My dad worked nights, and left for work at 11pm. I was usually in bed already, but my mom would stay up to see him off to work, then she would start cleaning up. This is when i would get up and open my bedroom door about half way. Then i would lay back down on top of the covers and start jacking off. My hope was for her to see me. Well, i don't know if she ever did or not because when i would see her coming down the hall, i would close my eyes and keep jacking off. Then after i heard her go in her room(it was right next to mine)i would wait till she turned out her light and all got quiet. Then i would start jacking off kinda loud, you know, breathing hard and fast, moaning. My bed would be shaking and squeaking and i just knew she HAD to hear me and know her little boy is jacking off. That in itself, excited the hell outta me for some reason. Anyway, as soon as i knew she had to be listening, and heard me, i would cum. Of course nothing came out of my dick, but it felt fantastic. She never did say anything to me about it. Over the next 10 years or so when i lived there, i let her "accidently" see me in bed naked with a hard-on a lot of times. Even after i left home and got married, i still thought about fucking my mom. When we'd go to visit, or my mom comes here, i'm always checking out those big legs, saggy tits, big belly, and big ass.
Jump ahead to today. She is now 62. A while back i was on this site watching videos of mom and son, the older moms and sons, and started thinking about my mom. I figured what the hell, i'm gonna try something, so I called her over. When she got here, i started telling her my story about how i haven't had sex in years because of wife's medical condition. She then surprised me when she said she just KNEW this was going to be about sex. She said she could hear it in my voice. Wow! i guess moms know all, huh? Anyway, she flat out said, "I won't have sex with you." I then asked her if she would just jack me off. Again, she said no. I pleaded with her but to no avail. Then, i asked her,"How about just watching me jack off?" She kinda paused, then said,"ok, i'll watch you if that will make you feel better." Man, my dick shot straight up. I'm actually going to jack off in front of my mom, i thought to myself. She was sitting on the couch and i was in the recliner. I slowly stood up and started to unbutton my pants. I saw her eyes go right to my crotch. Her eyes stayed fixed on my crotch when i pulled my hard dick out. I walked over and stood right in front of her and started jacking off. She had a skirt on and i asked her to pull it up just a little. "Now you didn't say anything about that, i just said i'd watch you," she told me. I dam near had to beg, but she finally pulled her skirt up some. "Mom, you have very good looking legs for your age, and everybody knows it," i told her. Actually i was probable the only one that thought that but i was tryin to make her feel better so she'd show me a little more. Anyway, after i told her that, she pulled her skirt up to where i could barely see her panties. "How's this?" she said. "Oh god mom, that's perfect," i told her as i started jacking off. It didn't take 4 or 5 strokes until i squirted cum all over her legs. She jumped back and said, "dam you, now clean it off!" "Sorry mom, i couldn't help it," i told her. "Well, give me something to clean this stuff off of me," she said. I went and got her a washcloth. I knelt down in front of her and started rubbing the cum off her bare legs with my hand. I slowly slid my hand up the inside of her leg up to her crotch and back down. I noticed her start to breath a little harder. About the fourth time my hand was sliding up her leg under her skirt, i touched her pussy. She let out a big sigh and tilted her head back. "Honey, i can't do this," she said as she put her hand on top of mine. I tried to keep feeling her cunt but she pushed my hand away. "I better go before something i don't want to happen, happens," she said. I didn't want to push it so i agreed.......for now. That was about three months ago. Since then, i've jacked off in front of her at her house a bunch of times. If i go early enuff, she's getting ready for work and isn't dressed yet. She'll sit on the couch with her nitie pulled up and watch me jack off and cum. She hasn't let me touch her since that first time, but she's showing me more and more all the time. Yesterday, i went over real early. She was still in bed. I took off all my clothes and layed down beside her. She woke up and asked me, "is this helping you with your problem?" "Yes mom, it really is. Thank you soooo much," i said. Then i pulled the covers down off her. Her nitie was already way up showing her panties. She went to pull it down when i asked her to leave it there. She looked at me for what i thought was hours, then she lifted her hand and layed back. I scooted a little closer to her and turned on my side a little bit so she could see my dick better. I started jacking off really close to her leg. "Don't you squirt on my leg again you little turd," she said. Right then i started cumming. The first squirt went across both her legs, and the rest went up on her belly. To my surprise, she didn't jump up or nothing. She just gave out a big breath and told me to go get something to clean up my mess. I took a washcloth to her and she said,"I'LL clean it mister." However, this time she smiled when she said it. Tonight i'm going to talk to her about what i used to do back years ago. I want to know if indeed she ever saw or heard me jacking off. I'm also going to tell her i used to jack off with her panties. After i got older, i would cum in her panties and put them back in her dresser. I'm gonna ask her if she ever noticed.
Here's a picture of her sitting on the bed watching me. Just a couple months ago, her nitie would be just above the knee. I'm going to see if she'll let me take more pictures of where and how she sits when i jack off in front of her so you folks can see what we're doing. Be back tomorrow with updates. My hopes are to actually fuck her, but i'd sure like to stick my tongue in her ass and pussy too. And i'd sure love to see those fat tits too. Who knows, maybe one of these days.

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The scroll of the perfect woman.

Health.

Tiger cub bounding.
Spring buds blossoming daily.
Hearts sing together.

Submission.

Kneeling mouth open.
She waits expecting the worst.
She is overwhelmed.

Incest.

Mother pleases me.
Day and night Mother sucks me.
I am no virgin.

Little Sister.

Firm round little breasts.
Innocence faded by porn.
She is eagerness.

Throat Fucking.

Dirt women lay down.
Open mouths wait for Masters.
Struggle in the mind.

Slut.

Sinking opinion.
Mother cruelly degrades.
Why not if she says.

Sex Toy.

Willing surrender.
Women are fuckable holes.
Sexy is speechless.

Blonde.

Mostdesirable.
Thin pink skinned living breast farm.
Used beyond reason.

Bilara.

Blonde teenage dog slut.
She hs done everything.
She lives for judgement.

Bambi.

She is worth nothing.
Belly full of piss and lube.
Lost before twenty.

Logan.

Melted face sagging.
Eyes mindlessly staring.
Perfectly made toy.

Bibi.

Her lust spills over.
Oral bestiality.
Sexual chaos.

Kitti.

Totally willing.
Black eyes running all over.
Animal semen.

Mille.

Destroy her features.
Binding choke chain and handcuffs.
Broken toy submits.

The Perfect Whore.

Bilara Bambi.
Logan Bibi Kitti Mille.
Combine them as one.

Ghost Lover.

She waits to serve me.
Chilly touches excite me.
Very rewarding.

Slug Fetish.

Slimey accolites.
Women well used by husbands.
Crawling on her skin.

Perfection.

Wordlessly waiting.
Long hair trailing down her back.
Skin glowing with lust.

Party Trick.

Rough hands gripping her.
Confused her shirt is open.
Garden slugs added.

Money.

All or nothingness.
Greatness can rise from the dirt.
Dirt can be bought cheap.

Whore.

Older than cities.
Security bought dearly.
Becoming more whore.

Wife.

The picture of love.
The prisoner of marriage.
Helpless to stop it.

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So a little while back, I posted a few pics of mom. Now to tell you a bit about it. Growing up in a single parent home, you get use to things and test boundaries often. But you also look to get out as soon as possible to venture on your own. Well that is just the case here as well.
Growing up, mom would have boyfriends here and there. Some were serious, while others just seemed to be what I started to figure out as just booty calls or fuck buddies. That is how I was able to find pics of her on her computer. Coming home for a weekend, mom was at her computer when I walked in and she quickly closed her laptop and gave me a hug and kiss hello. I guess she figured she needed to get stuff out for my old room as she immediately went and got clean sheets and a blanket out of the closet. Like I haven't known how to make my own bed and change sheets??
Well, I figured I would check my emails after having been on the road to come home for the weekend. And that is when I got the surprise of a lifetime. There was mom, on a sex site and her profile was up. Now I am no dummy, I always knew mom was sexy and would always try to steal glances whenever possible. I do the same with my sister as well. Again, I am no dummy. You see a sexy and hot woman, you take notice. Anyway, I made sure to check and see what her screen name was and noted what site she was on. I later would make my own profile on there and get in touch with her. I wanted to see what all I could find out.
I knew mom was a bit of a freak and a wild one in bed when she was having sex. Walls are only walls and they only prevent you from seeing, but not hearing. That is until I figured out a way to watch her. And since my room was next to hers, I made sure that I got plenty of looks whenever possible. That weekend trip was torture as I wanted to get home and get my profile started. I knew mom was a sexual freak, but I wanted to know how bad and in every way possible.
Once home, I got on that site before I even unpacked my car. Uploaded some pics that I thought would interest her enough to begin talking and "getting to know each other" so to speak.I didn't take long at all. And as soon as the chatting started, it got interesting quick. Oh by the way, I didn't see her whole profile that first time, I was still sort of shocked and by the time I thought of it, I figured I had better get off her computer before she came back in and realized that she was still on that site when I walked in. So when she sent a request to be "friends" I was all too happy to accept. Well, I was even more shocked to see what all it was that she was into sexually. No wonder I was able to hear her all the time. After alot of emails and pic sharing, I simply couldn't stand it anymore. I knew that I had to fuck her. The only question was, how do I go about it? That took time for me to figure out.
Well, I finally figured one out. I figured I would make an attempt to get her to meet me and when would she be available to get together. I suggested the following weekend and she gave me an excuse that her kids would be at home all weekend and that she wouldn't have time for anything like that. But maybe the following weekend if that were possible. I knew that she was giving me a line of bullshit as me and my sister both were not going to be there. She was going to be with one of her fuck buddies the whole weekend. JACKPOT, is what I thought. So after a day or 2, I called her on the phone and asked if it was okay if I came home for that very same weekend. Mom is pretty skilled in the art of being sly as she didn't miss a beat with saying that I was always welcome to come home for the weekend whenever I wanted. She said that I had keys and if she wasn't home when I got there, to make myself comfortable and go about doing whatever it was I felt the need to do.
I figured that I would get ahold of some friends and make plans to hit a few bars for drinks and whatnot. I messaged mom when I got home and told her that my friends were picking me up so if she sees my car and I am not there, I went out with them to hit the bars. Well much to my surprise, the 3rd bar we hit always has a mixed crowd in it from young to old. And what I saw had my heart and my cock beating so fast and throbbing so hard, I almost lost control of myself then and there. Mom was dressed so sexy and was out with her "date" dancing away and having a great time it seemed. I thought about saying hello and introducing myself, but I had other plans in mind. I told my friends we should go and hit another place for drinks. That I didn't want to ruin my moms date and have her feeling awkward at all. But I did need to see if I could find out how sly she really was.
So once we left, I messaged her telling her that I was going to crash at my buddies house since we are going back there with our whole group to party the rest of the night. She again didn't miss a beat with saying that she was sorry she wasn't home, that she went to an early movie with a friend and they were just having dinner and enjoying a quiet night at the moment. She is such a good liar, that had I not just seen her 5 minutes earlier, I would have believed it. I asked her to simply message me when she gets home as I wanted to make sure she got there safely. Nothing that I wouldn't say out of the ordinary. But that would be key in my plans. So safe in the knowledge after her saying she would, I proceeded out for a few more drinks. But I really couldn't get the picture of her out of my head and I told my friends that I would catch them tomorrow and that I was going to walk home. By this point, we weren't that far from mom's house and it would let me work out what all I had in mind.
I got home pretty quickly for walking too. I knew it was from being excited with the anticipation of mom coming back home with her "date" and getting to see her in action. Suddenly the thought occurred to me that she may very well not come home at all with her date and go to his house. That thought hadn't entered my brain and I quickly started thinking that what I thought was a foolproof plan, was full of holes and I had played the fool. Time seemed to drag on and on but then suddenly my phone went off and it was a good thing that I had it on vibrate only, because the ring would have been a dead give away that I was home. I hadn't heard her come in and wondered what the hold up was, she said she was home safe and sound. I started to think she had lied about that too. I had to find out. So just to be sure, I quickly and quietly made my way to my sisters room since hers faces out towards the front. I would see if she was in her car and just getting her stuff out.
What a sight that I suddenly see. Being on the 2nd floor, I literally have a birds eye view of mom in the passenger seat and her date behind the wheel of her car. There is mom face deep giving the guy what appears to be an amazing blow job and her dress pulled up with him vigorously fingering her pussy. My cock went so hard in that moment, I thought that it might split the skin.
I made sure to get back into my room as fast as possible for what I just knew was going to be an amazing show. I had previously bought a few remote wireless spy cams and had already set them up and linked them to my laptop. I put my time to good use prior to heading out earlier in the night. I activated the cams and got myself set. I had to clear space in the bedroom closet to set it all up because I didn't want anyone else to stumble upon what I had planned. This also gave me added cover just in case mom decided to do a check to make sure that she was alone with her date. Apparently I didn't need to worry about that. After a few more minutes, in walks mom and her date and they were not going to waste any time it seemed. Mom was already stepping out of her dress. And she either went pantyless the whole night or she had them stripped off from earlier. Either way, they were both more then ready to go.
Like I said earlier, mom is very vocal when she is fucking and it seems that the walls drowned out more than what I thought. Some things I never did hear, I mostly heard the parts of her wanting to be fucked harder and deeper or faster. Not the little things that seemed to be said.
Her date literally picked her up and threw her on the bed. Then went into what seemed to be attack mode. He got in between her legs and started licking and sucking on her pussy with such enthusiasm and lust, that I was a bit envious. I thought I loved going down and eating pussy, but this guy was like a man possessed and a master. He wasn't down there long when I got to see the greatest thing in the world. My mom in total ecstacy and in full orgasm. Then, SQUIRTING!!! HOLY FUCKING SHIT!!!! Mom is a squirter!!! I hadn't even realized that I was stroking my cock until that moment. Because seeing mom squirt all over the place sent me over and I came right then and there. It was all I could do to burst out of the closet, head in there and start to fuck her right then and there. But the best was still to come.
Seems that since he already came from the car blow job, and mom already squirted from her tongue lashing, they both needed to take a bit of a break. So, he made his way back downstairs to get drinks for the 2 of them. My heart about stopped when mom got her phone out and took a few pics. I would later see them on her profile. It looked like she might be trying to upload them right then and there. Then suddenly my phone went off and I about jumped out of my skin. Mom had messaged and asked if I would be home for breakfast or if she should plan on cooking for only herself. I knew I couldn't answer right that very second, so I knew what I would do. I waited until they started to play around again to send my response. Once I thought they were getting worked up enough, I sent my reply. Not to cock block the guy, I knew he would be balls deep in mom before long soon enough anyway. Just to see the response and reaction. I told her that I would be home for breakfast, but she didn't need to feel like she had to cook or anything. I also said that I was glad she was home safely and hope she had a good night.
It was such a turn on seeing them in a 69 position when her phone went off. They both seemed like it was an inconvenience but mom said she had to check and that she would turn the phone off after she did. Mom responded and said that she would see me in the morning and that she was a bit tired and going to go to bed shortly and there was no need to respond back. Again such a good and sly little liar. When her date asked her who it was, she told him that it was me and that I wouldn't be interrupting them any longer tonight. What was said next damn near made me cum without so much as touching myself. He said to her, "So, do you really spy and peek in on your son when he's home? I mean some people say they do that and it is just a fantasy and only think about it. But do you really watch him showering?" And if that didn't about make me cum, her response almost killed me. She said, "I absolutely do. Every chance I get. And he has no idea. I almost had to cancel tonight since he came home for the weekend. But since he was going out with his friends, I figured no need for me to sit here all by myself. And even luckier that he isn't going to be here until the morning. So you can't stay the night, but you can still fuck me as long as you want." I felt light headed, horny and an all kinds of other emotions I can't begin to name.
She then went on to say, "Remember how I told you about the last time he came home? I had forgotten that I was in his room the night before and camming with that other guy from out of town I see occasionally." Total shock envelopes me at this point. But he seems to know but can't put it all together right away. So mom says, "Remember how I told you that is the guy that is into incest and loves to not only do it, but role play it as well. So whenever we cam, I go into my son's room. Now, we don't role play mom and son, but brother and sister. And I act like its his room I am in while he is away. It gets pretty hot pretending he is my brother and watching his sister get off in his room. Especially when I squirt. So whenever he comes down, we fuck in my son's room. When my son got home I had forgotten to change the bedsheets and blanket. I had to rush and do it as soon as I saw him walk in. My heart about stopped. I was so exhausted from squirting and getting off that I completely forgot about it. I thought I was busted for sure that day."
BETRAYAL!!!! That was the first thing that I thought about. "How could she do that?" I wondered. But then again, wasn't I doing just as bad as her? Then, I began to realize everything that had really been said. Mom watches me shower and spies on me whenever possible. (note to self, check room for hidden cams ASAP!!) So he asked her "Why is it that you 2 never roleplay mom and son? Seems like you want to." She simply says, "He gets off more on brother/sister or daddy/daughter and I know that I am not able to pull off the daughter role for him. Which is fine with me." He asks, "Well if you could do it, would you?" And with more enthusiasm than I would have ever thought, she replies, "Why? Do you want to play? I wouldn't want you to get uncomfortable pretending to be my son. Especially when you start to really pound me hard. You know how loud and vocal I get sometimes. I have no idea how bad I will be. Because if we start off role playing, we aren't stopping until we are done. Just so we are clear." With that, he says to her, "So mom. Can you suck my cock again? Because once you get me hard, I am going to fuck your brains out. Unless you don't think your son can get you off like those other guys have." The smile that came to her face is etched into my memory to this day.
Once she had him hard as a rock, he proceeded to fuck her so hard and so fast that I thought they were not only going to break the bed, but pound it through the fucking floor. During this whole time and scene being played out in front of my via my spycams, I came so many times that I had nothing left in me to come out. But still a raging hard on and wanting and wishing that I was in there and fucking her for real. They were really into it too. Going into every position imaginable and her squirting again and again and again. It seemed almost as if it was neverending. Then, the finale. He says to her, "Mom, I am going to cum. And I am going to cum deep inside you. What do you think about that huh?? Having your son cum inside your sweet wet pussy? You like that?" So mom locks her legs around his waist and says, "Sweetheart, I wouldn't have let you cum anywhere else anyway. And I am glad that you want to and are going to cum inside me. I'll just have to make sure to go and get a morning after pill tomorrow after breakfast just in case honey. Okay?" And with that, he lets loose inside her. I was transfixed. Frozen. I don't even remember if I was breathing or not at that moment. They then lay there together, completely content. Breathing heavy and sweating. Seemingly to be one person at that moment.
It didn't take them long to get themselves sorted out and for him to get dressed and ready to leave. But while they did, he did seem all at the same time, happy yet jealous. Like he was happy that he gets to fuck her, but jealous because he knows that she not only has thought about it, but now actually acted out fucking me, her son. Who she has been thinking about fucking for awhile it seems and spying on me for who knows how long.
So he asks her, "So what did you think? And what does this mean from now on?" She says, "I loved it!! It was so erotic and intense. I have never squirted so many times in the same night. And you know perfectly well that I haven't. And it doesn't mean anything. So we pretended that you were my son. Nothing more." I knew in that moment what he was looking for. He said, "No. I mean what does this mean as far as you actually doing it now? I mean you have been spying on him. You even cam and get off in his room with your out of towner and fuck him in there as well. Now that you pretended to fuck him, you mean to tell me you won't actually try to fuck him?" I held my breath yet again for her response. Which was, "Would I fuck my son for real? I can't honestly answer that. I have seen his girlfriends and I am not stupid, I know that he gets his share of women. And girls talk, even though I am his mom, they aren't afraid to talk about what he does so well and what they like and don't like. Plus, I wouldn't even begin to know how to seduce him and go about it all and not freak him out." I am actually a bit shocked when he says, "Well, you never know and never will know unless you try. If he's smart, he wouldn't pass it up. And I am sure that he already spies on you or at least has spied on you before. All boys do it to their moms growing up. And never sell yourself short, you can run with those other girls as well. Remember, he is your son, and you do know his likes and dislikes. Use it to your advantage. I am sure you can do it. You know how to be subtle."
And with that, they kiss each other good bye and mom locks up for the night. I wait until I think she is sound asleep, and then begin turning everything off. I can't wait until morning and breakfast. I have no idea how I will be able to not let on about everything that has gone on tonight. Even when I "talked" to mom on that adult sex site, she never mentioned anything about incest in any of her fantasies or kinks. I figured she has to completely and utterly trust those she tells that information to and it doesn't come easily or lightly. And I am all the more glad and thankful for it. Because, real soon, mom is going to be in for the shock of her life. Not to mention the fucking of hers and mine.
More to come later. Sorry if this was too long, but I felt I had to at least give a sense of how it started and built up. Yes, mom and I fuck on a regular basis. I will post more on that like I said. Thought you might like to know how it all started though. Until next time you fellow pervs and incest lovers. You know what they say, Incest really is the Best.

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I confess (There is no way I can tell anyone I know about this) that my sexy 19 year old cousin took my virginity approximately 1 year ago. I haven't had the time or desire to tell my story to anyone until recently. I just discovered an incest site. I tried telling my story through that forum but the admins are assholes and didn't let me become a member. So I will just have to do it here then, and with all honesty this story is completely true (not that everyone will believe that but fuck it; I know that it did happen).

ByTheWay: The picture is extremely similar to what my cousin looks like. I don't know where or when this picture was taken but her face and body looks suspiciously like her (maybe her ex took it?) Not going to post an actual picture here because I know how persistent you guys can be, much love though



So this all started back in 2011. I was finishing up my semester of college at a california state university and was being my usual horny and underacheiver self. I'm not bad looking or particularly bad with women, but I am constantly holding myself back when it comes to extending and pursuing relationships with girls whom I talk to on a regular basis (maybe it's my excessive masturbating, but I didn't give a fuck at the time). It was April at the time and I was living with my uncle at his house. He has two daughters that are both beautiful, sexy, petite, perfect skin and many more things I would like to mention but won't. The younger one is 14 and a freshman in high school, and the older one was 18 and turning 19 in a few days. Family was coming over for the weekend but she planned to have a few of her friends over for a little kickback at our house and invited them over for music and drinking games. What started out as a family party became a full on rage fest as we brought out the beer pong and hard alcohol.
After the rager started to die down, family and friends started to leave the house and go home. After a bit of cleaning up, I was feeling pretty buzzed and went to chill on the couch. My uncle said he was tired and going to bed because he did drink alot that night. So it was just me and my cousin awake at night when she suddenly asked me "Do you want to go watch Rio with me in my room?" I said sure and laid down on her bed to watch some animated bird movie with her. After 10 or 20 mins, she started to dose off and I wasn't far behind. I had never really stayed in her bed for that long, let alone sleep with her. So as she started to fall asleep and get comfortable on her bed, I moved the laptop away with the movie still on and started to fall asleep from all the booze I had drunk...
I was never really fully asleep as I tried to get more comfortable. I shifted around trying to find a spot to sleep with the laptop and my cousin in the way, I just said the hell with it and moved closer to her and more comfortable bed space. I was starting to get dirty thoughts with my booze brain and cock head telling what to do, so I took it a step further and laid my hand on her stomach. We were both aware of what was going on but it still continued as I caresses stomach as she laid there sleeping. I wanted more so I slowly inched my way down her body with my hand until I was at the panty line/pants line she had on. I crept my hand under her clothes and continued to massage and caress her soft skin until I reached her pubic region (she was shaved). My heart was beating like crazy and my breathing was hard to keep calm as I realized what I was doing, but didn't fucking care enough to stop. She was letting out slight moans which I could barely hear over the sound of Rio in the background, and the thought of her dad waking up and coming to check what the hell was going on. He slept right down the hall in his bedroom, but sound fucking traveled in this house like acoustics echoes through that hallway. I was nervous about that thought the entire time, but it also made me feel even more taboo and exciting. Anyway, I slipped a finger around her pubes feeling every each of that area until I moved on to the next. Then I flicked my fingers around her pussy just exploring the edges of it and softly brushing my fingers past her clit. I could already tell she was soaking wet, and I felt my cock about to burst. My finger sliped in her pussy quite easliy after that, exploring to my hearts content and her moans got a little louder. First one finger, then two for what seemed like my crowning moment, I was fingering my cousin and she wasn't even saying anything about it!! I fantasized about doing that and many other things for the longest time, and it finally happened. Even though she was getting close to cumming, I stopped after a while because her dad was shuffling around in his bed and sounding like he was waking up. I prayed he wouldnt get up other wise I would have had to haul ass to my room just down the hall from hers. luckly he didnt, so I layed there with her falling asleep, with thoughts of the feeling inside her pussy on my mind (i could feel the cilia on her vag walls for all you biologists out there, shit was fucking sweet!) as I fell asleep beside her...

Let me know if you would like to hear more of my story with my sexy cousin

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I never thought that incest would be as good until I did it with my mom. Although I've fantasized about it since I was a teen, I'm 27 now, I didn't expect it to be sooo much better than normal sex.

My dad got busted soliciting sex with a hooker, my parents immediately separated. My mom, 46, was feeling unattractive after knowing my dad had been tricking around. I knew this was a perfect time to pounce on her insecurities and finally bang my thick booty mommy lol. I moved my mom into her sister's last month, then invited her to my apartment that night. After drinks, we lounged on my couch for some netflix and chill. After the movie we were watching was over, I entertained her with some antidotes with the room dimly lit from the netflix menu on the screen. She really loosen up after she ate one of my mild pot brownies, never haven been high before she was nice and passive. I wrapped my arm around her and planted kisses on her head periodically. I made it a point to reference her beauty, and increase my contact with her by gradually petting her arms and thighs. Almost sleeping with her head on my chest, I took her to my room, sat her on my bed, then held the back of her neck to give her a kiss on her cheek. I left the dark room to give her some time to get comfortable in my bed, strip down to her underwear, and get under the sheets. I myself stripped down to my boxers in the living room, waited five or so minutes, took a deep breath and went into my room.

I got into to my bed and spooned my mom, placing my dick right against her big round ass. either sleeping or half asleep, my mom didn't move for a few minutes. She then snuggled up to my hug from behind, kind of grinding herself into my body as if to get comfortable. I spent the next hour kissing her neck, grinding her ass with my dick out, fondled her tits, belly, and naked thighs. I was in heaven, that alone was better than most full on sex I've ever had. Either she didn't know, realize, or care that it was her son feeling her up and grinding his dick on her, she pressed deeper into me. Her hand found my hip and pulled me into her, moved her panties down, then grabbed my hand to put my middle finger in her mouth. Sucking on my finger like giving a blowjob, and my dick rubbing on her vag from the back, I was ready to penetrate her. That first thrust had us both gasping, my head was spinning from the feel of her pussy. something about my mom's juices or something had my dick throbbing hard, almost like a taboo spice that made my head soar. After several humps from behind, I got up on my knees and picked her up to face me with her legs wrapped around me. We had our first kiss, a deep passionate tongue on tongue long kiss. Our mouths never left contact as i stuck it in her from the bottom, then lied on my back. We kissed and fucked from that position, even after one or both of us came we never stopped kissing. Even during breaks to get me hard again, our long kiss continued without missing a beat. After all the sex she laid her head on my chest and we fell asleep.

she lives with me now and we bang or the regular.

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I confess that I'm into many things that most people consider fucked up.
Like incest, scat, watersports, domination, exhibitionism, young 'uns, forced sex, beasty, yadda yadda.
I live perfectly happy and normally, and don't cross my sexual life into my regular life, though.

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i confess i have a girl who i knew was twisted just like me wanting to fuck a dog loving the thought of rape anal sex me fucking other girls and now i learned she wants an incest family and we have agreed to start one and shes so sexy a perfect as and sexy perky tits i really cannot wait

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I confess that I go on a personals site and contact women usually 30+ with a kinky email involving role play like dad/daughter or mom/son and if I get a positive response I usually tell them how important it is for her to be the kinky, sexual, mom or daughter that loves sex' and they usually love it. I then lie and tell them I have a young daughter and want them to be her mom too because her mom is out of the picture so you can do whatever she wants with no troubles. If in the mom/son talk we talk about sucking her nipples (breast feeding) Ill say something like maybe she can breast feed from her too. It goes from there and I have talked to three women in the past week that is into it and one has been very graphic about it. She said she wanted to teach her how to hold my dick tight so she could get on top of me and fuck me but she literally said "Your dick and her hand will fit inside me so I want her to keep holding your dick while mommy rides you" and even suggested after that "maybe she can clean daddys cum out of me". after our last conversation containing the above she wanted to meet. We are only two hours apart and shes ready to come over right then. I logged off and havent talked to her in a day in a half. She was one of the the most eager and detailed about what she wanted to do to her and what she wanted to have her do to the both of us. There was one other girl as graphic and detailed but that has been a while ago.

The other girl is 50 and I just started talking to her lastnight using the same senario as above and talked about sucking nipples and asked if maybe she could too. She was perfectly fine with it. She said "I could put honey on my nipples and let her see you doing it and I would ask her to try it". She eventually asked if she could call me daddy and that she would do anything I asked her. I asked if she try the honey on other body parts and she said "as long as its ok with you daddy" another direct quote is "You just tell me what you want for the 3 of us to do & I'll do what where & how you want ok? Muah" I stopped texting after that because it was late and went to bed.. The Honey part was HER idea.

The other girl was fine with her being there and watching us and I didnt take it much further because she was so excited to do it that she wanted to meet right away as we were texting so I ended it saying I had plans and ignored her later texts..

This is all within 1 week and the scary thing is that its not even on a site that is even remotely incest related..

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I am dieing of anxiety and you sick bastards are the only people I can talk about it so thanks in advance.
I'm a married man who is in a relationship with a married woman. My gf is a FREAK. she is into bondage, incest, beastly stuff, she is the perfect slut. I know my cock and sex game are better than her husband's but lately he has been getting better and it's making me anxious, she tells me anytime they are intimate and where he finishes, lately it's just been killing me inside knowing he is getting to touch her.
Tonight it got crazier, his nephew has had a thing for her and they were sharing a bed and he played her pussy and she rubbed him. This has been a huge fantasy of hers. So I gave her permission to do more once her hubby leaves to go hunting despite the fact that she said he was bigger than me.
I'm just so on edge right now, I'm so fucking paranoid about losing her. I know she loves me and I want get to be happy but I'm losing me fucking mind right now.

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hi this just happend on omegle , i was trolling for peado's to annoy when this stupid cunt came along !!! im james ( you)she ( stranger) was a indian or was it a guy pretending who gives a shit . i used a fake pic nearly got rumbled haha:P anyway it killed an hour some sick fuck will get off on this :P and dont fuckin whinge about grammar an shit :) i have pics she emailed fucking ugly as sin :P

random stranger. Say hi!

Stranger: Hi

You: hi

Stranger: 19 f India

Stranger: you?

You: m uk 19

You: whats your name

Stranger: harshini

You: hi harshini nice to meet you

Stranger: your name?

You: im james

You: :)

Stranger: nice name

You: thank you , yours is pretty

Stranger: thanks!

You: :D

You: how is your day going babe ?

Stranger: it's going on well

You: :)

You: indian girls are very pretty

Stranger: lol :D

You: :D

You: what are you doing right now babe ?

Stranger: just relaxing

You: same as me :)

You: with your boyfreind are you ?

Stranger: lol no

You: do you have one ?

Stranger: i had one

You: awe

You: i m sorry

Stranger: it's ok

Stranger: never mind

You: :)

Stranger: :)

You: :)

You: what do you like to do babe?

Stranger: lol y?

You: i would like to hear what you like your hobbies and intrests babe

You: :)

Stranger: i watch television

Stranger: roam around with friends

You: cool :)

You: hehe that sound lots of fun

Stranger: lol

You: :)

You: i like football and cricket and the pub :D

Stranger: sounds cool :D

You: hehe

You: truth or dare

Stranger: nothing

You: :(

You: awe

Stranger: truth

You: yay

You: do you like omegle ?

Stranger: i dont like it

Stranger: i dont hate it either

You: cool

You: is it nice to live there ?

Stranger: where?? in india?

You: yes

Stranger: well, it's nice

You: :)

You: do the men treat you well?

Stranger: ofcourse, they don't! :P

You: awe thats sad

Stranger: not a problem

You: i would treat you nice

Stranger: aha

Stranger: in what sense?

You: i would not talk down to you or make you do anything you didnt want i would respect you

Stranger: ok, but y?

You: becouse you deserve it , we are equals

Stranger: hmm ok

You: thats how all women should be treated

You: i think

Stranger: oh i see

You: :)

You: are you pretty ?

Stranger: lol i think i am!

You: :D

You: describe yourself :)

Stranger: give me your e-mail id

You: its

Stranger: i'll send you wait

You: ok babe :)

Stranger: sent

You: :D i got it

Stranger: :D

You: you are very pretty

Stranger: lol thanks! :)

You: thank you for the pic :)

Stranger: ok :)

You: very sexy lady :)

Stranger: aha! :)

You: :)

Stranger: tell me one thing frankly

You: ok babe

Stranger: you are horny, right?

You: after seeing you in that dress :)

Stranger: lol ok

Stranger: what would you do if you get me? :D

You: sexually ?

Stranger: yeah!

You: i would lick your pussy , lick your ass , slowly fuck you you for a long time

Stranger: wait, i

Stranger: i'll send you one more

You: ok :)

Stranger: sent

You: mmm your so sexy :D

Stranger: lol i know!

You: has ay one licked your ass before ?

Stranger: to be frank.. yeah!

You: mmmm i would right now

Stranger: i'd fart on you then! :P

You: hehe id still carry on :P

Stranger: you would proceed in that smell?

You: yep

Stranger: you like it?

You: i like you

Stranger: if i shit, then?

You: maybe

Stranger: you are dirty! :P

You: hehe :P

You: do you like that :P

Stranger: yeah, only if you eat it :D

You: would you kiss me as i did :P

Stranger: yeah..

You: i would then

Stranger: :)

You: :)

You: what panties are you waering baby

Stranger: nothing :P

You: hehe :)

You: are you horny

Stranger: kind of

You: hehe :D

You: i would like to see your pussy is it hairy ?

Stranger: yeah!

You: mmmmm

Stranger: you lime hairy ones?

Stranger: like*

You: if yours is yes :)

You: have you got a pic of it ?

Stranger: nope

Stranger: i dont take such pics

You: awe

Stranger: :)

You: i would lick you till you cum in my mouth

Stranger: i'd piss too! :D

You: i would drink it

Stranger: lol

You: :D

You: have you pissed on anyone ?

Stranger: i do it always

Stranger: pissing

You: who too

Stranger: and i've got this problem of shitting too soon after sex

You: hehe :D

You: who did you piss on

You: :P

Stranger: my ex!

You: lucky boy

Stranger: he used to clean my ass after i shit :D

Stranger: with his tongue

You: hehe i bet he did too

You: did you clean his ?

Stranger: once! :P

You: :D

You: have you ever eaten shit ?

Stranger: i licked it

Stranger: thats all

You: his or yours ?

Stranger: his ass

Stranger: while licking it, i've tasted

You: are you wet thinking about it ?

Stranger: yea, i know you are too!

You: yep im hard , do you like incest ?

Stranger: not all time

You: have you had sex with yur family babe ?

Stranger: nope

Stranger: i had it wid my ex

Stranger: many times

Stranger: thats all

You: i wish you would sen a pic of you shitting hehehe :P

Stranger: lol..

Stranger: i told you i wont take suck pics of mine

Stranger: such*

You: hehe i know

You: :)

Stranger: :)

Stranger: will you eat mine?

You: yes

Stranger: will you clean my ass then?

You: yes

Stranger: what if i fart on your face?

You: i will fuck your arse and cum in it hehe

Stranger: mmmm..

Stranger: send me your pic

You: ok

You: sent

Stranger: i didnt get yet

You: keep checking

You: :)

Stranger: i know you arent him

You: yes i am :( why would you say ?

Stranger: no you are not

You: dont you like me ?

You: its k if you think im ugly

Stranger: i dont care about beauty

You: dont you like me ?

Stranger: the person in the pic is good

Stranger: but i dont think its you

You: well it is , i would never say that about your pics

Stranger: i can send one more if mine if you dont believe

Stranger: of*

You: i do beileve you

You: i never doubt you

You: i know im not beautiful like you

Stranger: i dont care that

You: dont you want to shit on me anymore?

Stranger: lol

Stranger: :D

You: :)

Stranger: :)

You: i want you to shit on me and kiss me babe

Stranger: you lick my asshole and then i will

You: ok i will lick it good

You: get my tongue right inside your ass hole

Stranger: eat all my brownish smelly shit

You: mmmm yes bby you taste so good you should try some

Stranger: then i'll taste yours

Stranger: you fart on my face

You: mmmmmm a wet fart baby

Stranger: will that be smelly?

You: yes

Stranger: mmmmm i love it

Stranger: donr you think im kinky?

You: i love it baby

You: you such a sexy shit eating girl

Stranger: i love shit!

You: i love your shit

Stranger: indian shit is very tasty than yours.. i guess :P

You: mmmmm we can eat both together

Stranger: you tasted anytime before?

You: honestly ?

Stranger: yea

You: yes

Stranger: mmmmm i love it

You: i licked a girs arse when she was a sleep it was shitty she never wiped properly

Stranger: mmmmmmmm

You: can i tell you a secret ?

Stranger: yea

You: it was my sisters arse

Stranger: what!!

You: yep

Stranger: but y?

You: she is very hot

You: i wanted her shit

Stranger: and she knows that?

You: idk

Stranger: what all did you do then?

You: i licked the shit from her then i put a finger in her arse to get more

Stranger: did u get anymore?

You: yes

You: a lil ball of it

Stranger: mmmmm

You: i sniffed it and she rolled over so i swallowed it

Stranger: how old is she?

You: 16

Stranger: wow!

You: is that a good wow ?

Stranger: yea

You: :D

You: i try to get her to catch me wanking

Stranger: does she observe?

You: not yet :(

Stranger: :)

You: does it turn you on i eat my sisters shit baby

Stranger: lol

You: ate*

You: what else turns you on?

Stranger: many kinky things

You: mmm tell me please

Stranger: licking armpits :P

You: hehe mine are hairy and smelly

Stranger: biting balls

Stranger: :P

You: hehe

You: are you masterbating

Stranger: kind of

You: how?

Stranger: fingering

You: i want to shit on your pussy as you finger

Stranger: lol

Stranger: i'll put that finger in your mouth

Stranger: :P

You: mmmm

Stranger: how do you ppl clean the ass in general?

Stranger: tissues?

You: toilet paper

Stranger: we use left hand

Stranger: :P

You: mmmm really ?

Stranger: yeah

Stranger: indian style

You: tell me how you clean your shitty arse

Stranger: water it and clean with hand simultaneuosly

You: you should use piss instead

Stranger: lol

You: i want to walk around in public wiyh you , and you shit in your panties

Stranger: lol

Stranger: y?

You: so i can smell your shit

Stranger: hehe

You: then we find sum were quite and i fuck ur ass hard

Stranger: you like doing in the ass?

You: yes

You: i love it

Stranger: :)

Stranger: lol

You: if you had a son would you fuck him?

Stranger: no

Stranger: never

You: what if his shit tasted better than yours hehe

You: :P

Stranger: dont talk like that

You: im just kidding :P

Stranger: bad joke

You: awe

You: could you eat shit everyday ?

Stranger: no

You: how often ?

Stranger: when i do sex

You: every day i would fuck you ?

Stranger: hehe

You: hehe

You: i need a shit

Stranger: lol

You: i do

You: i farted and it stinks

Stranger: haha :D

You: hehe

Stranger: i love stinky fats!

Stranger: farts*

You: you should of smelled this one

You: what if you was asleep i shited on your face

Stranger: i'll kick your balls

You: you would eat it

Stranger: lol

You: wouldnt you ?

Stranger: may be

You: i wana wake u up by fucking you when ive shit on your face]

Stranger: i'll shit on your's then

You: mmmmmm

Stranger: early in the morning

Stranger: fresh shit :P

You: :D

You: i want you to stunk of shit

You: stink*

Stranger: rub my shit all over your body!

You: and yours too

Stranger: :)

You: do you need a shit?

Stranger: lol

You: do you :P

Stranger: lol

Stranger: yea

You: you should shit there , put some in your pussy and eat some

You: i will shit too

Stranger: :D

You: :D

You: what are you wearing?

Stranger: nothing :D

You: mmmm where are you ?

Stranger: in my room

You: shit on your bed

Stranger: no

You: why?

Stranger: i dont feel like doing now

You: awe :(

Stranger: and what are you wearing?

You: just a t shirt

Stranger: no unders?

You: no im going to shit now

Stranger: where?

You: in my bed

Stranger: what will you do after that?

You: what you tell me too

Stranger: rub it on your sister's face! :D

You: hehe she isnt in :( i would love to then lick her clean hehe

Stranger: can i her call her 'slut'?

Stranger: :P

You: yes

Stranger: and you 'bastard'?

You: no

Stranger: then?

You: call me love

Stranger: i better call you shit :D

You: hehe only if you love me

Stranger: so, how does your sister look like?

You: shes thin tanned blonde hair little tits , a perfect round arse an shaved pussy with puffy pink lips

Stranger: and nipples?

Stranger: color?

You: quite big compared to her tit size pink

You: its coming out

Stranger: lol.. does she fart infront of you?

You: sometimes i guess

Stranger: and do you?

You: yes

Stranger: infront of her?

You: yes

Stranger: how does she react?

You: she hits me hehe

Stranger: lol

You: have you cum yet ?

Stranger: nope :)

You: :P

Stranger: have you seen her shit or piss anytime?

You: no

Stranger: y?

You: becouse its risky

Stranger: she doesnt like it?

You: no

Stranger: ohk

You: are you really this kinky >

Stranger: you dont believe?

You: idk ?

You: ive never met a girl who likes eating shit

Stranger: i've never met a boy!

You: :P

You: your ex ?

Stranger: hez not that interested infact!

You: :(

You: do you think you are a slut ?

Stranger: what do you think?

You: yes :)

You: a pretty slut

Stranger: a girls who talks in open is a slut these days

You: nope a girl who eats shit is hehe :P

You: im one too

Stranger: you're a bastard!

You: hehe

Stranger: i wanna fuck your slutty sister man! :D

You: are you bi ?

Stranger: i can be anything

You: a man ?

Stranger: lol

Stranger: :)

You: are you a dude ?

Stranger: nope

You: hehe

Stranger: what makes you ask such a silly question bastard :P

Stranger: you shitty idiot! :D

You: you want my sister :P

You: you shitty slut

You: :D

Stranger: i imagined her when you told me about her asshole :P

You: :D

Stranger: whats the color of her arse?

You: should i be honest ?

Stranger: yea

You: shes prettier than you , and white with pink arse hole

Stranger: wow!

Stranger: send me a picture of hers

You: no way

Stranger: y?

You: becouse its not right

Stranger: and licking her arse is right?

You: i would only if you sent pics of yourself naked in shit , and yes licking her arse is the best thing i ever did :D

Stranger: i never take such pics of mine

Stranger: it would take me intlo problems

You: exactly i never send my sisters pics

Stranger: and i've already sent my casual pics

Stranger: ok leave it

Stranger: i dont care infact

You: good becouse its a secret

Stranger: ok

You: :)

Stranger: so, you've shit?

You: im waiting for you to say

Stranger: in what color would it be?

You: brown silly

You: hegehe

Stranger: i get yellow at times

You: when your sick ?

Stranger: when i eat haldi type of foof

Stranger: food*

You: cool

You: :)

Stranger: and my farts are too long at times

You: hehe

Stranger: :)

You: :)

Stranger: shit now

You:

upload deleted

You: ok i will shit for you

You: click the link

You: did you do it ?

Stranger: yeah

You: did you watch it

Stranger: is that a video?

You: yes

Stranger: its loading

You: copy paste and open

You: :)

You: press pause let it load a lil while

Stranger: lol

Stranger: i did

You: :)

You: do you like :)

Stranger: is that girl prettier than me?

You: idk

You:

unknown upload

You: i havent seen you shit

You: watch this

Stranger: lol ok

Stranger: i need to go now

You: watch it 1st baby

You: its a min long

Stranger: i'l do

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I went home for the holidays and saw my family for the first time in two years. My youngest brother has grown into a carbon copy of this guy I used to date, and he looks and acts like the type of guy I prefer (perfect height weight and attitude). At the same time I learned that my second youngest brother is a slut, and he's been sleeping around with girls of inappropriate ages and getting girls drunk and taking advantage of them.

Now whenever I bring a guy into the bedroom, I keep thinking about sex with my youngest, brother. And whenever I get a woman into the bedroom, I keep thinking about how my other brother has been acting towards women.

This is all huge turnoff for me. I'm protective of my youngest brother, and I am disgusted by people who take advantage of women. I end up feeling sick to my stomach every time and I'm completely incapable of getting an erection now. (I never had hangups about sex, incest, rape fantasy, or any of that shit before, I visit fucking motherless for christs sake) I don't even wake up with morning wood when I'm celibate, instead waking up with the occasional sick feeling which passes as soon as I put my mind to something nonsexual. Porn hasn't helped with either problem, and I had a full checkup and there's nothing medically wrong with me (low blood pressure I suppose, which wouldn't help the erection problem)

I keep my sex life totally separate from my personal and family life, so most of my friends and family aren't even aware I'm dating, and none of them know I've dated guys so I have nobody to talk to. I don't have enough money for a therapist because I have to move next month across the country (opposite coast), and I'm in canada so that's going to be expensive (also my rent is going to double in vancouver) So now I have nobody I can talk to about this. I don't even feel comfortable praying about it (I'm not religious and don't believe in any god answering prayer, but recognize the therapeutic value of it.) I've resorted to posting it on an obscure pornographic confessions board. If anybody has any advice would be make me feel better. Even troll advice that blames healthcare reform and black people.

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Here is the second chapter of my story - 'How do good girls end up as bitches?'

I hope that you like it.

Chapter Two – The Good Doctor

Now you’ve got to understand that I can’t detail every sexual event in my little life in this history, otherwise we would be here for weeks. But according to my diary, from the time of my first rape on my 13th birthday over the next 12 months I had sex of some sort with 87 people. Mostly with my Uncle Bob and Dad of course because they just couldn’t keep their hands and cocks off me, or out of me. And it was only when these two perverts started to get tired of fucking me that they saw a way of making extra money and humiliating me even more, so they started selling me, or trading me with other perverts so that they could get at other peoples’ kids.

Most of these 87 people were men, as you might imagine, but there were some girls and women too. Some were forced to do stuff with me, others – like wife’s and girlfriends of the sex fiends I was given or sold to – did things with me because they liked it…got off on raping a young girl with a strap on, or making her eat them out while being fucked by their husband or whatever. My diary says that I did some kind of sex with 13 women over those 12 months.

So you see it would be long and pretty boring to tell you about every fuck, rape, blow job, beating, or whatever that I’ve done – but I’ll tell you about the things that marked me the most. The worst of the worst if you like.

One thing you can say about Uncle Bob is that he’s not stupid – corrupt, perverted, sadistic yes – stupid, no. The last thing he wanted on his hands was a pregnant 13 year old school girl, who happened to be his niece. What he needed fast was a tame doctor that would put me on the pill. True I hadn’t started my periods yet, but he didn’t want to take any chances. I know him and my Dad talked about having me sterilised permanently, just to be on the safe side, but Uncle Bob thought that maybe in the future they might want to “breed me” and that I might be worth more if I could get knocked up – wasn’t that kind of him? He also needed a way to keep track of whether I was clean or not, after all he didn’t want me passing on any diseases and getting his precious cock all messed up. So they needed a doctor to supply the necessaries.

Being a normal (although perverted) person, you might think it’s hard to find people to do what Uncle Bob needed? Well it’s not. There are perverts everywhere – doctors, nurses, police, politicians, business men and women, whatever. You name it and there’s someone out there dying to do it – for a price. And Uncle Bob seemed to know every scum bag and sex maniac in Manchester and further.

It took Uncle Bob only a couple of phone calls to have an appointment with his chosen medical help – a certain Dr. Stuart Radcliffe. A middle-aged, married general practitioner with two young kids of his own and ambitions towards serious incest, rape and torture.

My Dad and Uncle Bob took me along to the good doctor only 4 days after my first rape session – my birthday present if you remember. My pussy was still sore, but the bleeding had stopped after the second day, and I still had trouble walking normally. My ass was bruised from the spanking, but at least it didn’t hurt anymore when I sat down.

In the days after my first fucking both Uncle Bob and Dad had been satisfied with regular and frequent blowjobs, while watching the rape videos that they had made of me. They didn’t want to fuck me again until I’d been to the doctor, just in case they did permanent damage to my cunt and organs – how caring! So they were happy just to fuck my face instead. And I was relieved to have an easy way out as well, because my pussy was so fucking sore I felt like I had broken glass stuffed up me and bits of blood kept staining my panties – but mum never said a word when she washed my bloody underwear, maybe she thought I’d started my periods? And taking a pee or a shit – Jesus Holy Christ did that burn! I had to squat over the toilet and spread my little cunt lips wide to make sure none of the piss touched my bruised and battered skin. And for some damned reason every time I needed to squeeze out a turd the shit seemed to put pressure on my ripped pussy, making every shit-taking a nightmare.

So there I was on Monday afternoon, sitting in Dr. Radcliffe’s waiting room, wearing Dad’s idea of cute little girl clothes – a tight red t-shirt with little white bunnies and multi-coloured flowers embroidered over the front, a white cotton skirt that just reached about 6 inches above my knees (very short in other words), white ankle socks of course and red open-toe sandals. If I hadn’t kept my knees firmly pressed together you would have been able to see the black silk panties that Daddy had picked out for me, but pressed together they were. My bra of course matched the panties, but you couldn’t see any of that through the t-shirt, you would just have enjoyed glancing at my 30AA boobs and wondering just what it would be like to squeeze those firm, ripe apples.

Dr. Radcliffe had made the appointment for us to arrive after his other patients had gone and his receptionist had finished for the day. So we had him all to ourselves and we soon went through to his office. Now Dr. Radcliffe is not an impressive looking man, being 45 years old, already having a well developed hair hole and a bulging belly – the result of too many Rotary Club lunches and pints of beer in the local strip clubs. The good doctor was of course happily married – happy in the sense that he could screw whoever he wanted as long as his wife didn’t have to hear about it. He is also the father of two children, the oldest – a girl of 8 called Wendy, and a boy of 6 called Jason. As I was soon to find out Dr. Radcliffe had well developed plans for these poor little mites. If you like that kind of thing I’m sure you can imagine the sort of deprived acts he leeringly discussed with Uncle Bob and my Dad.

Once sitting comfortably in Dr. Radcliffe’s rather tatty office and having exchanged the usual British pleasantries about the weather, the price of beer and Manchester United’s chances for next season, we got down to business. At least the perverts did – I was just the object of the discussion and something to be negotiated over as to the level and frequency of abuse I was to endure as payment for the medical services they needed. Money was never mentioned in the discussion since it was clear from the start that the doctor expected payment in kind for his involvement. The question was just how little could Dad and Uncle Bob get away with in terms of my time with the doctor and which holes could he abuse during that time. The doctor had a particular wish to take advantage of my virgin anus and this was not on the table (so to speak) for Uncle Bob and Dad. They wanted to keep this prize for themselves, or at least to be able to auction my ass cherry off to the highest bidder – another great money-making idea from Uncle Bob.

So an agreement was reached and hands were shaken – I was to visit the doctor at his office or a place of his choice once per month, for a duration of 2 hours - for my check up and examination. He would provide all the prescriptions necessary for my contraception and if necessary arrange any abortions that may crop up if contraception failed. Should any sexual diseases be contracted, then he would take care of the treatment. If any other drugs or services were required from him then more time would be allocated or more services provided by me, to be negotiated at the time. On his part during the two hours per month he could take advantage of either my mouth or cunt, or any other part of my body, but he could not penetrate my ass with anything bigger than his finger. Nor could he inflict any permanent marks or damage on my body, but otherwise any torture was permitted. Bruises were allowed as long as they were not visible when I was in public or during school activities. He was also allowed to take photos or videos, but these could not be sold or distributed without my Uncle, or Dad’s permission. He was also not allowed to offer me to anyone else during the two hours. There…deal done, negotiations over – time to sample the merchandise.

So my first examination time had come and although I’m sure Uncle Bob and Dad were tempted to stay and watch, they decided to go off for a couple of beers and would come back in two hours. They reminded the doctor that I really did need examining and then took my prescription off to get my pill supply.

Give the doctor his credit, he did take his time and examine me thoroughly. After nicely asking me to strip he took my weight and blood pressure and he measured my height and physical statistics – maybe he over did the measuring of my boobs a bit, but he did act like a doctor. He was wearing a long white doctor’s coat so I couldn’t see the state of his cock, but from the way he was starting to sweat as I slowly pulled my t-shirt over my head, shaking out my long black hair, and unzipped my skirt I would say he must have had the boner of his life. And yes I was doing it slowly – why? Because he only had 2 hours with me and every second I could keep him off me the happier I would be. So down came the zipper on my tight little skirt…so slowly…reaching behind me with both hands for the zipper and pushing out my boobs so that he got a good look. Wriggling my hips (if a 13 year old girl has hips!), I slipped the skirt down my long smooth legs…and his bulging eyes followed it down…down to my shoes…me bending with the skirt so that he can get an eye full of what’s in my bra.

I straightened up holding the skirt and looked around innocently for somewhere to put it – what a neat girl. I folded it nicely and set it down on the chair nearest the door. Five more minutes gone! Now for the bra…reaching behind to the clasp…licking my lips, “It’s so dry in here doctor, could I have a glass of water, please?” The clasp opens and I ease the shoulder straps down over my arms, the cups still snugly holding on to my boobs.

I thought he would pass out at this point; he was steaming and gripping the desk so hard his knuckles were white. God I was actually enjoying this strip tease! I wriggled my shoulders to shake off the bra and he gasped out loud as my cute little apples came into view – light brown orbs, tight and firm with slightly darker aureoles and cute little nubs standing up under the scrutiny of Dr. Radcliffe. The bra joined the skirt and still the seconds ticked by with no movement from the doc.

Putting one foot up on the chair nearest to him I bent down to take off my sandal, my boobs tantalising the hypnotised doctor…off with the sandal and then the little white ankle sock. Then the second shoe and sock followed, again placed neatly on the growing pile of clothes.

Now for the moment of truth though, I only had my panties left to delay with. Hooking a thumb into each side I began to wriggle the silky black underwear down, over my hot little ass. Over my hips…slow…must do it slowly…easing them down one side at a time…rocking them down my thighs…the crotch sticking to my pussy for a second as they slide down my long, smooth legs – long for a 13 year old anyway. Down to my knees now…lifting one foot, then the other as my nakedness is finally complete and the warm panties dangle from my finger. Neatly folded they too joined my skirt, t-shirt and socks on the pile.

Standing naked in front of the doctor’s desk he studied me from head to toe…paying particular attention to my boobs and pussy. He finally moved a hand and made a circling motion with his finger, “Turn around please Sonia,” he asked. And of course I was happy to make a slow turn so that he could take all the time he wanted to check out my ass.

Slowly he stood and came around the desk and pointed to his weighing scales – more time taken up with a real examination, but that meant really touching me, and that built up his confidence as he started stroking and squeezing his way through checking my breasts, taking the temperature in my mouth, my pussy and my ass! For God’s sake, who ever heard of taking a temperature that way? At least my blood pressure was normal, which is more than we can say about his I’m sure!

“Just hop up onto the examination couch Sonia and put your feet in the stirrups,” says the doc as we get to the part that I really wasn’t looking forward to, the pussy inspection. He slipped on a pair of transparent latex gloves – you know I’ve always found the taste of these gloves a turn on, like whenever I go to the dentist and he (or she) starts pushing these rubber-covered fingers around my mouth it just makes me so hot and I have to fight the urge to start sucking them. Do you feel like that? Anyway it’s not my mouth the old doc wants to poke around in, and he wastes no time pouring gel over his hands and sliding his fingers into my exposed hole. One, two and then a third finger…even with the gel this is stretching things to the limit. I can feel his fingers probing around inside my tender slit, my first ever deep exam. He grunts a couple of times like he’s found something worth digging at and then pulls out his fingers with a rude slurping sound – God that sound is just so rude, sort of like a wet fart when someone pulls out of a wet cunt or ass hole, I always get embarrassed when I hear it.

So next up (literally) is the speculum - cold but at least he lubricated it before sliding that damn torture device up my tight little snatch. Felt like I was being raped by some robot from Mars…and then my poor tight little slit is being stretched wider….wider…Jesus Christ he’s going to split me in half! “Just relax and it won’t hurt a bit.” No it won’t hurt a bit, it hurts a fucking LOT! My screams echoed around the office and if anyone had been in the building they would have thought I was being slaughtered. But I was going nowhere, with my feet held up and legs spread wide enough to dislodge my joints. My hands gripped the sides of the couch for all they were worth.

“Now, now Sonia,” says Doc Pervert, “We can’t have you wriggling around like that, you might fall off the couch and hurt yourself.” So the doctor opens a drawer behind the couch and produces a set of thick black leather straps. With my mind occupied with the pain in my over-stretched cunt, he’s quickly able to fasten the straps around each wrist to a metal bar running under the seat of the couch. A third, longer strap is attached to both sides of the couch, across my neck – securing my head. From the same drawer he brings out a cute leather ring-gag, which he pushes into my gasping mouth and buckles behind my head. No room to move now and not much sound I can make either, just whooshing or oofing sounds like some damn retard. But the point was that I could make some sound, just not loud or coherent – that’s what he wanted, and a normal gag would have stopped me making any sound. Why was that important? Because he was going to whip me and he was going to get off on my hushed, but not blocked, screams!

Now it was the doc’s turn to strip and he did it a whole lot faster than I had. In 10 seconds flat he was naked except for his fucking socks – can you believe it, he kept his fucking socks on! I guess he hadn’t filled his toy collection at that time because the only thing he had to whip me with was the leather belt that had been holding his trousers up (pants for you Americans). And that was plenty, but at least he didn’t use the end with the buckle.

The first strike of a whip is not the worst you know? It comes as a shock, but it doesn’t hurt the most. To help increase the pain of the blows you need the victim to anticipate the pain and be waiting for it – almost feeling it before the whiplash lands. It’s in the mind of the victim, the extra pain. It’s true, try it.

I don’t think the doc had much experience of this sort of thing – maybe I was his first real chance to try out his fantasies. He landed some pretty hard lashes across my tits and stomach, and I tried to scream – just as he wanted me to, but he seemed to be holding back – unsure of what strength to put into each blow.

The first hit caught me just at the bottom of my breasts and the shock made me strain against the straps and my pussy contracted against the metal spreader still stuck up inside me…trying to push the fucker out of me. But the shock made me suck air in and I didn’t scream at all – the second blow an instant later landed across my stomach – and brought out all the air in a pathetic “Whoosh!” that turned into an even more stupid “Wooor!” sound as the last air left my lungs. He got into a bit of a rhythm after that and gave me a couple of seconds between lashes, so I could get my next breath ready for the almost-scream. And that is what increases the pain – the anticipation of the hit. The knowing it’s coming and the hopelessness of not being able to stop it. Helpless, even unable to scream or turn away from the blows. And I can see him standing there with the belt – naked, his little cock standing up hard against his pot belly. He’s sweating like a pig with the excitement and effort, swinging the belt again…”Waugh…..augh….augh!” Is all I can manage as the tears come pouring out and my half-gagged screams get cut off as I run out of breath and have to drag in another lung full of air.

But tears aren’t the only liquid that started to leak – it’s one of the odd things about me, when I take a beating sooner or later I start to pee. Not big gushing streams, but a little trickle, a few drops at a time as my bladder loses some of its control. And that started now…drops of pee falling from my strained pussy onto the doctor’s office carpet.

It didn’t take long for Herr Doktor to notice my leak and to my surprise he stopped the beating. At first I thought it was because he didn’t want the mess on his carpet, but no he pulled a stool over in front of my slowly leaking pussy and started taking out the metal intruder. Relief! He was a bit rough taking the damn thing out, but I wasn’t about to complain. What he did next really surprised me – I mean REALLY surprised me. He put his mouth to my slit and started lapping at the leaking piss! Now this really was a first for me. I’ve been made to drink a man’s pee before a few times, but I’ve never had anyone drinking mine.

He was pushing his face deeper into my slit now and trying to suck my pee hole, opening my lips with his thumbs…drinking right from the source you might say. I could feel him sucking at me and so I did him a favour – hey you like my pee, have more. So I let him have it, not all at once, just sort of opened the tap a little and let him slurp it down.

I guess this was a big thing for him and really got his motor running. As soon as he’d sucked down the last drop – and there was quite a lot – he stood up, boner in hand and just stuck it straight into the place his mouth had just left. Now his cock was pretty pathetic, but still my pussy was still quite raw from all the mauling that it had received lately and it took a fair amount of effort for him to stuff that skinny 6 incher into my cunny. But this was nothing like the fucking my Dad and Uncle Bob had given me, and old doc Radcliffe humped away for a couple of minutes, his hands squeezing and pulling at my titties, and then he was over the edge. And yes I could feel him inside me, of course I could…I felt every push, every pull back and then every spurt of his dirty cum inside my belly. The fuck lasted maybe 2-3 minutes maximum, so it was no big deal. But my tits and stomach were on fire from the belting. I was bright red from the neck to my pussy – and my pussy was pretty damn sore as well.

He pulled out of me as soon as he got his breath back, pulled out like all guys do, just leaving me with a gaping hole, empty, already leaking cum down from my cunt to my ass crack.

You know guys, once you’ve had your fun and blown your load you are pretty pathetic creatures. You lose all interest in the girl you just fucked, even if you promised her the universe if she would just let you into her pants. I guess that’s why you like hookers so much – no need for commitments. And I guess that’s why guys like me so much, because they can do what they want and just pull their cocks out without a thought. Am I right? You bet your wife I’m right – yeah that’s right, what are wives really for? Fucking – forget it, after the first 50 times it’s a drag right? Having kids - how many guys really give a shit about raising kids? Looking after the house and doing the shopping - it’s not worth it, cheaper to hire a maid. Am I right?

So the doc has blown his load and got his money’s worth. Now he can’t wait to get me out the door and the straps and gag come off fast enough to take the skin off my wrists and neck. He was gentleman enough to help me get my legs down from the stirrups and hand me some tissue for the cum that’s leaking down my ass and puddling on the couch. There wasn’t enough left up me to trickle down my legs, so waddling like a fucked duck I was able to get dressed without getting a mess on my clothes. Putting on my t-shirt hurt like hell, but I left my bra off because my tits were all swollen and it would never have fitted.

As soon as I was dressed the doc hustled me out of his office and into his waiting room – not as much as a single word was said. I guess he called my Dad because 15 minutes later he and Uncle Bob arrived to take me home. From the time Dad had left until he picked me up, the whole thing had taken just over an hour. I guess I got off easy, but the doc certainly found it easy to get off using me.

That was the first time with the doctor, but after that he was a quick learner and every time was a bit harder for me, a bit more painful and the sessions got started a whole lot faster. If you want I’ll tell you more about the doctor and his experiments, just let me know – maybe I’ll make him the subject of a whole story, not just a chapter, he would like that.

You know, when you are writing one of these stories you sort of get drained and find yourself wanting to wrap them up quickly. When I first wrote this down I had thought that I would end this chapter here, but as I was laying in bed the morning after writing it I started thinking about what happened after I had finished with the doctor and was on my way home. Before I knew it my hand was down between my legs and I was masturbating furiously as I remembered what had happened in the car after my Dad and Uncle Bob picked me up. And I thought, after I had cum, maybe you would like to read about it – maybe it would make you feel the way I did this morning?

So, we walked out to Uncle Bob’s car – a shiny new BMW 5 series, pale blue with soft leather seats. Uncle Bob always had nice things and he liked fast new cars – never really figured out where he got his money from though to buy them.

It was pretty clear to me as we walked that they had been on more than just beer while I had been with the doctor. Even though I was a bit preoccupied with my own aches and pains I could tell they were both pretty high. My Dad got in the driver's seat and Uncle Bob got in the back with me. I love the smell of new cars, especially the new leather and today there was more than just the new car smells, there was a fug of smoke from the joints that they had smoked on the way over to pick me up. A nice sweet smell that I often smelled around Uncle Bob when he was in one of his more relaxed moods.

With Uncle Bob’s arm around my shoulder we zoomed off into the evening traffic and Uncle Bob asked me to tell him everything about what had happened after they left me with the doctor – “Everything”, he said with a leer, “Every little detail of what he did to you and what you did.” So I did. I told them about the striptease, about the examination, about how he strapped me to the couch and about the whipping. When I told him about that part he told me to lift up my t-shirt so he could see the marks and swellings. He whistled when he saw how swollen and red my breasts were and he gently cupped my left breast in his right hand and massaged my poor little nipple – which happily responded to his touch by stiffening for him. He liked that and stroked a bit harder, then switched to my other nipple and got that to stand to attention as well.

I could tell from the bulge in his trousers that he liked my story and he told me go on, with every detail. So then I told him about how the doctor had lapped up my pee and sucked down every drop from my bladder as I lay there strapped to his examination couch. That part nearly caused an accident as my Dad hadn’t been paying attention to the driving and nearly ran into a truck turning into a side street. A few nasty words were exchanged between Dad and Uncle Bob about driving tests and road safety and we were back into the story again. But Uncle Bob kept coming back to the pee drinking part and he seemed fascinated by it. After I had been over every detail at least 3 times he had to have some release, his cock was just too painful cramped into his jeans.

“Come on baby” he says, “time to help Uncle Bob relax after a hard day.” And he pointed down at his zip. Now you should know that Uncle Bob always liked me to do all the work around satisfying him. You might have noticed that in my first chapter when Uncle Bob made me rape myself on his cock? Yes, he is a lazy bastard and likes to add to my humiliation by having me make all the moves. So cock sucking often starts by me having to undo his zipper and extract the cock that is going to abuse me. That’s what happened now and with both hands I reached down and undid the button of his jeans and lowered the zip. Since his cock was applying full pressure on the material it was quite a job getting him open. But I’ve got small, delicate hands and longer slender fingers, perfect for wrapping around a cock, or opening zips under pressure.

Uncle Bob has a pretty good figure (for his age – 43 at that time, my Dad was 37) and his beer gut is smaller than my Dad’s. He’s also not so hairy. And, very important for trying to give blowjobs in cars, he wears cool, ball hugging underwear that slips down easily. He lifted his ass to help me get his underwear and jeans down to his knees, and there was Uncle Bob’s trouser snake ready for action – as usual.

The traffic was pretty heavy as we drove along and we were going pretty slow, from one traffic light to the next, crawling along really. So it was easy for me to just lean down and take his cock head into my mouth, left hand cupping his balls, right hand holding the root of his shaft. Giving a blowjob in a fast moving car can be a bit awkward if the road is bumpy or there are lots of bends. You either end up doing unexpected deep throat, or half biting off the poor guy’s member. Very risky. But no worries right now, it was a routine, well practised exercise of my tongue and suction – at least it started that way.

I had given Uncle Bob my bra as we got into the car – I didn’t need it and I had no pockets to put it in. But now Uncle Bob found a use for it – that is he reached down and pulled my hands behind my back, tying them at the wrists with my bra. So there I am sitting beside him on his left, but half turned towards him with my head buried in his lap and my hand bound behind me. Believe me this is not an easy to position to work in and requires balance and strong neck muscles, as well as good sucking technique to keep the cock where it needs to be. Fortunately (if I can say that), Uncle Bob was only using my mouth to warm up on. He wanted a fuck and of course I had to do all the work. He pulled my up by my hair and said, “Time to saddle up sweetie, let’s see if you can ride Uncle Bob all the way home.”

With my hands tied it wasn’t easy and I was glad that Uncle Bob’s car had darkened windows or else half of Manchester would have witnessed my ass riding Uncle Bob’s cock. With a little (a very little) help Uncle Bob positioned me over his cock, my head bent under the roof of the car and my knees on the seat either side of his waist. He did lower his ass on the seat just to give my legs space to get in the right position to mount him. And he did hold his cock for me…putting it against the entrance to my cunt and rubbing his pre-cum and my saliva up and down my pussy lips.

“Ok baby, take it” he says. So of course I obliged him, letting my weight sink down onto his shaft, but doing it really, really slowly, letting my pussy stretch open with each inch of his cock. Even driving along slowly the streets of Manchester aren’t that smooth and each bump pushed his cock in that bit further. Dad was watching in the rear-view mirror and Uncle Bob reminded him to keep his fucking eyes on the road.

Now you’ve got to remember that although I’ve given hundreds of blowjobs and hand jobs over the years, this was only my 4th fuck. And I’m still only 13 so my pussy was really, really tight. But I had just been opened by the good doctor and fucked (fuck number 3), so it was a bit easier to fit Uncle Bob in this time. And it was a bit less painful since there was some of the doctor’s gel and a bit of his cum still up there, helping me along a bit.

By using my legs it was pretty easy to control the rhythm of the fuck, even with the bumping and turning of the car. It helped that Uncle Bob’s cock was big enough to stay up my cunt even with the rough ride – trying to ride a little skinny cock like this would be impossible, it would just keep slipping out.

So with my t-shirt pushed up Uncle Bob’s hands had free access to my bruised and battered boobs, and he took full advantage with his tweaking and squeezing. And for him it was a pretty fast fuck because we hadn’t been at it more than 10 minutes when he started grunting and thrusting harder into me, hands on my hips now, and his cock started pumping and spurting into my tight cunt tube.

The hardest part about a fuck like this is getting off a still-hard cock! With my hands still tied and Uncle Bob still pretty hard, it was like a contortionist act to lift my ass off him and get it back onto the seat next to him. And that’s when something really odd happened – if you didn’t think it was odd enough for an under-age girl’s uncle to be fucking her on the back seat of a car driven by her father!

Like I said, Uncle Bob liked his cars and he liked to keep them clean, so as soon as my well-fucked ass touched his back seat he goes ballistic!

“What the fuck are you doing you stupid slut?” He screamed, and my Dad almost crashed again for the 20th time. “Stop the fucking car.” He yelled at my Dad, “The bitch is leaking all over my leather seats”.

So Dad zoomed into the first side-street he could find and skidded to a stop. Out he jumped and leaped to my door, wrenching it open. “Get out you moron.” Dad screamed into my face as he grabbed me by the arm and pulled me through the door.

“Holy fuck! Look at that mess on my leather. She’s leaked cum all over it. You FUCKING BITCH!”

He was in a real state. Angrier than I’d ever seen him. Probably made worse because he was still pretty high from the drugs he’d been on. I was just standing at the side of the car shaking with fear. I could tell my Dad was pretty scared too because he was all white and just kept saying “Take it easy Bob, she didn’t mean it.” And at least he stood between me and Uncle Bob; otherwise I think he would have kicked the shit out of me.

“Well it was your stupid bitch that made the fucking mess so you had better clean it up.” Was Uncle Bob’s answer, and he stood over my Dad with his fists clenched.

So my Dad pulls his handkerchief from his pocket and starts to wipe off the leather seat. “Not like that you fucking queer.” Says Uncle Bob with a sick grin on his face, “I know you like the taste of cum now and again, so let’s see you clean it properly – with your fucking tongue!”

My Dad went tomato red and opened his mouth to argue, but I think he saw Uncle Bob was in a mood for a fight and Dad would have been no match for him. So, like I was dreaming or something, Dad bends down and starts licking up the mix of his brother’s cum and my pussy juice that had dripped and been smeared all over the back seat.

While I’m standing there with my mouth open like an idiot, Uncle Bob has whipped out his camera and is filming Dad lapping and sucking at the cum I’ve leaked. And Dad starts to really get into it, rubbing his cock through his trousers as he slides his tongue over the wet leather upholstery.

So there’s this unbelievable scene – while my Uncle sticks his camera through the door on the other side, my Dad goes at the seat until it’s shiny and clean as new again. But of course now my Dad has a boner again and needs taking care of.

“Let’s do that again you fucking homo, only this time lets get the whole thing on cam.” Says Uncle Bob. “Sonia, you can jerk off good old Johnny-boy, right there on my seat and then Daddy can clean it up, good as new – OK?”

Now this is just sooooo weird, but we get ourselves set – right there in this side-street where anyone could pass by. Dad’s standing at the open door, his zip open and cock out, me crouching on the car floor behind the passenger seat – and Uncle Bob is filming the crazy scene from the other side of the car.

So I take Daddy’s boner in my right hand and start wanking him, nice and slow – for the camera. The back seat light is on so everything looks good for Uncle Bob’s masterpiece. Dad is well gone and is just oozing pre-cum all over my hand. I reach under his balls with my left hand to help him get there and after only a couple of minutes I can feeling him tightening-up, getting ready to shoot, his cum boiling out of his balls.

I moved my left hand quickly out of the way so the cum didn’t land on me and just used my right hand to milk him as he came, squeezing his load out and aiming into the middle of the back seat. The first spurts though reached almost all the way to Uncle Bob and splattered the full length of the back seat. Anybody can say what they want, but I know how to give a great hand-job and get every last drop of cum from a man’s balls!

So that was the first part of Uncle Bob’s script, now we needed the pervy part. We needed Daddy to clean up his own mess.

Now I know a lot of you guys get turned on at the idea of being made to lick up your own cum, but mostly that’s while you have a hard cock and haven’t unloaded. Once you have dumped your load it’s a whole new story and it’s only a real pervert that will REALLY get down and enjoy licking up his own hot cum.

So I guess my Dad really is special because he got down there with his face still all sweaty from the orgasm and started cleaning that leather seat like he was a porn super star. All I had to do was lean back against the seat behind me and let Uncle Bob get his close-ups as Dad scooped up the cum load with his tongue, displayed it nicely for the camera and then swallowed. I couldn’t have done it any better. Dad did a great job of finding and cleaning up every drop and polishing the leather seat to perfection.

Now you’ve got to admit that this would be memorable to a young girl, seeing her Dad for the first time do something that was pretty “gay”. And I can’t say I really looked at Dad the same way after that. I think that it must have marked a turning point for Dad too because I witnessed many other gay acts by him over the next years, usually with young boys and often with shocking violence and even “snuff” for the boys during or after he fucked them. I’ll put some of this in later chapters for you “bi” guys. Let me know if you want more.

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I confess that I want to pump my aunt's mature hairy pussy so baddddd. I have a story and I would like advice.

I came in last night high and drunk to find that my side of the room had been organized better in order to accommodate my belongings and such. My aunt had cleaned up a bit. I had recently ordered the "Meiki Down" that this website advertises sometimes and she must have came across it because the dresser I kept it in was cleaned out and the box where the Meiki is stored was left inside. I wonder if she looked in the box and realized what it was, a fake pussy lol.

I woke up this morning to eat and she was there. I gave her a hug and she put her hand on mine and asked why I hadn't called her. Then we had a long conversation catching up. She had on a short nightgown. I couldn't stop thinking about how much I just wanted to lift that gown up and take out my hard throbbing cock and slide it in her wet mature hairy pussy right on the dining room table where we were sitting. She kept touching her gown, fixing it, pulling it down so they wouldn't reveal her sexy legs. She's pretty attractive and has sexy legs for a 50 year old but for some reason she kept pulling down her blouse so that her legs weren't revealed. I couldn't help but steal a couple of glances of those legs and then quickly get back to normal for I didn't want to give any hint whatsoever as to what was on my mind, but all I could think about was pumping her pussy good. It was difficult to keep up a conversation with her. I kept thinking about sex.

We started to discuss old memories and she talked about her drinking problem. I told her I drink too. Then we talked about that a bit, and instead of pulling her gown down to hide her legs, she pulled it up a little on her right leg while we were conversating (we're sitting this whole time btw). I was so horny. My cock was painfully hard and I wanted her bad. I didn't want to jump to conclusions and think that she was baiting me. But then again was she???

I finally got dressed and told her I had to go to work and went to the bathroom for a bit. After I came out and put a shirt on I was standing near the kitchen but had a perfect view to the livingroom. She was bending over the couch reaching for something. I got a perfect view of those beautiful legs while she bent over. Her gown couldn't cover her completely so her legs were revealed all the way to her ass which was hidden unfortunately. I stared as long as I could without getting caught. All I could think about was running to her, ripping that gown down and bending her over on the couch to pump her hot wet mature hairy pussy with my big dick, stretching it out real good!!! Me fucking her from the back, watching her fat ass bounce back and forth while I'm pounding her pussy. I just want to leave a hot cum load inside of her again and again. Fuck her all night. Good incest love is what I desire. I want her so bad. I just wanted her pussy so badly. I left to go to work.

I want my aunt so fucking bad. I don't think she wants me but I can't help but to think she's baiting me at times. It's just my own pervertedness and horniness making me think that way. Sorry for all who we're forced to read this boring story. I know its not the best but hopefully there are people on here who feel the same and maybe this story helped to arouse you somehow. Please share responses. Thanks.

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Two mornings I picked up my 68 year old Goan wife from the airport. She was in Ft. Lauderdale for the past 10 days visiting her older brother who turned 75 on the 14th of all dates. This was one of three, now two annual birthday tips she takes east. The first was her mother, now dead, who lived in Toronto. The remaining two are her 77 year old sister who is mentally challenged since birth living in a care home in Toronto and her now 75 year old brother.

Later that evening I was catching the five PM news in the living room when my wife’s IPad on the coffee table beside me dinged. Up popped up a text message from her brother. It said, “Did you get the pics I emailed you this morning?â€.

Knowing my wife had her IPhone with her in the backyard she would get the message but wondered a bit about, what pics, as I had already seen all the pics of his birthday party on my wife’s, his, and other members of their family that were there on their Facebook profiles.

Over dinner I asked about the pics her brother sent her, and she replied, “How do you know about his message!â€, in a pissed off tone. I told her how I knew about the message, she then said, “I don’t know what pictures he is talking about. I didn’t get any pictures, or email I mean. Don’t worry about itâ€. This time her tone and her mannerisms told me, she was lying. After 40 years of marriage, I know when she is lying.

So while she was out golfing yesterday I logged onto her computer and opened her Outlook to see why she was lying. Not seeing anything in her inbox I then opened the file marked Peter. Inside there were two files marked In and Out. I opened In file and went to the top of emails marked Subject: BD Pics, and opened it, the following is the comment string.

---His first email comment to her was, “Hey Sis. Here are all the pics including the ones not in focus. As always love ya.â€

---Her reply later that evening to him after his text message was, “ Love you too bro. Wow other than the few blurry ones the rest are great. What happened to the vids they cut off?â€

---His final reply yesterday morning to her was, “Yea most turned out perfect. Not sure I thought I was recording but wasn’t for some reason, I wonder why ha ha. Better luck next year I guess.â€

But looking down to his first email I could see there was no pictures attached told me she had saved them somewhere and deleted them from the email. With a right click on the Photos icon and up they all popped, lots of them and the folder they are in.

Going to the folder I couldn’t believe my eyes. My prudish wife. Here is the first pic and it sure looks like my wife especially because the ear rings are the same. The second pic I knew was her as that is the grey nail polish she wears and in addition, that nightgown she is wearing, I gave her. There were lots more of her ass hole and twat plus two videos of them fucking.

So she was fucking him on his 75th birthday, plus a valentines fuck as well I bet. I wondered how many past birthdays she’s been fucking him. When did it start, how old were they, is it now only a yearly thing, 10 days of them fucking, these and other questions ran through my head.

I looked at all the pics of her open ass hole and twat and the two videos and got a hard on thinking about them fucking. After a few more views of the vids unloaded a nutfull as I was thinking how I’ve always wanted to watch my wife fuck another guy and get a full load from him and then me fuck her cum filled twat.

Exposing her lie and showing her the pics and vids as proof will run a huge risk of turning it from about fucking her brother into her on my case screaming for invading her privacy. Unfortunately not getting to the, I am cool with them fucking as long as I want to be part of it discussion.

Although there was plenty of incest in my family years and years ago including me, that my wife doesn’t know about, I never imagined my wife and her brother getting it on. I wondered about the other brothers and sisters were some of them fucking growing up in Kenya and still doing it to this day.

What to do, what to do?

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Happy 4th of July!!!

Hi, if you’re offended by incest, underage sex and/or rape, read no further. On the other hand, if these subjects are your thing, well then you’re in luck. I’m going to bet that by the time you finish reading this you’ll have something very hard in your pants for me. I want to share a story about a time long ago when my horny and much older brother took full advantage of his time alone with me when I was very tiny and impressionable.

I was practically still a baby when Mark moved back into our house. Mark is my older brother from another father and at that time he was going through a separation from his wife and as a result had temporarily moved out of their apartment and into our house. I didn’t know Mark very well because he had moved out years before, way before I was even born. But I was thrilled that he was now going to be living with us. I even thought this might be a good opportunity to bond with my older brother. Besides, at the time, I think I was really in need of a father figure especially since my real dad had recently divorced my mom and moved away.

Late one night, me, Mark, my other brother, Mike who isn’t much older than me were all watching some TV in the living room while my mom was preparing to leave the house on a date. I can remember that as she walked out the door my mom shouted something to Mark about her staying out late and to not let Mike and me stay up past our bedtimes. Mark shouted back his okays and with that she was off.

I sat at one end of the couch while Mark sat at the other end. I recall that as we watched TV I was sucking enthusiastically on a lollipop. And as I continued licking, slurping and sucking on my lollipop, I noticed that Mark had stopped paying attention to the TV and was now staring intently at me. Even though the room was dark and that I wasn’t looking directly at Mark, I could still see his reflection off the coffee table glass that was in front of us. He had a bed sheet draped over his lap and I could see some aggressive movement taking place from under the blanket not to mention the steady vibration flowing through the couch. Though I didn’t realize it at the time, Mark was actually beating off to me sucking on that lollipop.

The night progressed and I continued to ignore Mark’s strange behavior. Mike on the other hand, lay on the floor—his eyes glued to the TV and he wasn’t paying any attention to Mark and me.

About an hour after my mom had left but much sooner than our usual bedtime, Mark announced to Mike out of the blue that it was his bed time and that he’d better go turn in. Mike protested and complained about it being too early for bed but Mark wasn’t hearing it. As Mike headed to the bathroom to brush his teeth, Mark shouted “never mind that, just head straight to your room, shut your door, and don’t come out the rest of the night.”

I felt awkward because Mark had not said anything to me about me going to bed so I started to crawl off of the couch to make my way to my room but as I did that Mark called on me silently. “Knolee, sweetheart, come here.”

“uh, huh?” I said curiously as I approached him. “I didn’t mean for you to go to bed, sweetie only your immature brother. You see, I think deep inside you’re much more mature for your age and “grown up” far more than your brother, Mike and I think you should be allowed to stay up much longer than he.”

“Really?” A smile formed on my face in delight that Mark actually thought I was mature for my age and that he’d even used the words “grown up.”

Oh, how naive I was. How could he really think I was mature, until just recently I had still been in diapers and sucking on a pacifier. Unbeknown to me, Mark was super horny and was now cooking up a plan to rape his little baby sister.

“Sure, Knolee. As far as I’m concerned, you’re a grown up little lady and should be treated as such. Unless… maybe you think I’m mistaken and should just treat you like your immature brother, Mike and send you off to bed? Is that what you want, Knolee?”

“Oh, no… no!, please don’t send me to bed. I can be grown up and I can do grown up things too.” My words made Mark’s face just light up with excitement.

“Great, Knolee. So… I think the first thing you should do as a grown up is to remove all your clothes. “huh?” I said with an open-mouth shocked look on my face.

“It’s ok, Knolee. Trust me. That’s the sort of thing grownups do when their alone and the little immature kids are away. Here let me help you. Mark turned on the lamp next to where he was sitting then reached over, lifted me into the air and placed me on the coffee table in front of him. I had no idea what he was doing and why but just dismissed it as some type of normal grown up behavior and so I just stood there on the coffee table frozen like a statue waiting for Mark’s next move.

Mark stood up in front of me and with a look of nervous anticipation he began to unbutton my shirt and then started to remove other pieces of clothing off me anxiously as if eagerly unwrapping a present.

When Mark had me down to my sox and panties he stopped and sat back down on the couch and just sat there quietly for a moment taking me in with his eyes as if trying to decide whether he should do this or not. Finally after thinking it over for a minute or two, Mark stood back up and with shaky hands he slid his fingers inside my panties and began to slowly lower them. I could see the look of pleasure on his face as he reveled my little girl parts. I heard him say something about how he loved pink skin and hairless cunts.

Just then out of nowhere, Mark crouched down and buried his nose between my legs and cupped my ass cheeks with his cold hands and pulled me in tightly, grinding my young pussy against his face while he breathed in heavily. I could feel the prickly points of his facial hair against my smooth skin and my mind was racing to try and figure out why he would want to smell me down there.

After the weird smell thingy, Mark picked me up from the table and placed me on the floor in front of him. He cupped my chin with his left hand while he reached into his boxer shorts with his right and pulled out this huge semi hard thick monster from his fly and then started running it around my face and across my lips as if trying to intimidate me with it which I must say was actually working.

Mark then sat back down on the couch and brought me in closer between his knees. He wasted no time, he reached over for my hand and wrapped it around his now very stiff rod and began an up and down regimen. As he masturbated himself with my tiny little hand he moved my hair away from my face and brought me in to meet his lips with mine. His tongue aggressively trying to force its way between my lips; after a short struggle I gave up and just opened up and let him explore the inner regions of my mouth. Mark was actually making out with his baby sister and he was savoring every second of it.

He let go of my hand but then gave it a sharp tap as if to indicate for me to continue stroking him and so I did as I was instructed.

I continued jerking him off while our mouths were locked together and our tongues were caressing one another. Both his hands now free, he started rubbing my shoulders and then my back all the way down to my perky pink tushie. He hungrily fondled my ass, legs and cunny.

I wondered how much more “grown up” the situation would get but didn’t have to wait long to find out. Mark released my mouth just enough to say some stuff but continued savoring my lips and tongue while speaking to me. “Oh, Knolee you’re so fucking hot and pretty. Your mouth tastes like candy. I bet you suck a good dick don’t ya baby?...Or are you just a little cock tease like the rest of the bitches I meet?” I wasn’t replying to him only because I had no idea what he was saying to me.

By now he was squeezing my hand tightly over his rock hard cock and stroking himself even harder while with his other hand he was fingering my asshole. I didn’t mind the stroking and mouth assault but the finger in my ass was painful. Luckily, he wasn’t in my ass very long

Mark then grabbed the sides of my head with his hands and forcefully began to pull my face down on his awaiting cock. Fear rushed through my mind and as my eyes came closer, I could actually see it twitching in anticipation. The head was red and covered with precum.

“Knolee, you fucking tease…open your fucking mouth….” His cock pushing against my closed lips; he had to tell me twice because I wasn’t responding to him as I was frozen with fear. He decided to take matters into his own hands. He cupped my chin with his hand and squeezed the sides of my jaw firmly with his fingers and thumb until managing to force open my mouth and then began to raise his hips while forcing my head down with his other hand.
By that time, I had finally decided he was going to have his way one way or another so I just opened up and let his cock pass my lips and into my hot, moist steamy mouth.

“oooooh you hot little cunt… that feels so fucking gooood! I can feel your baby teeth, tongue and throat. You’re such a good little whore..oh, that feels so unbelievably good.” I heard him exclaim as he felt my lips wrap around his stiff prick. He immediately started bobbin my head up and down and was pushing up into me, fucking my mouth like a young tight pussy. In retrospect, it must have been a long time since he’d gotten any pussy because he was fucking my face without regard and with such lust.

Almost immediately I felt the head of his cock pushing aggressively against the opening of my throat. I was scared and didn’t want to swallow his cock. I looked up at him hoping for some mercy but that actually backfired. He must have liked me looking up at him because he asked me to continue looking at his face while he continued fucking mine.

I soon grew tired of resisting so I relaxed my throat and just let him slide in deeper which of course was what he wanted all along.

“Fuuuuck, Knolee you learn quickly. Yes, breath trough your nose, baby..yeah just like that.” My lips reached the base of his cock and the curly hairs tickled my nose. By now his thick finger had once again found its way into my tight asshole and he took pleasure in caressing my ass while fucking into my mouth.

Time passed and by now he was pulling me all the way up off his cock and then shoving me back down filing my throat with his thick cock each time and was moaning with every down stroke; all the while continuing to shout profanities at me.

Finally, my very horny brother held my head down one last time and I could feel his juice flowing down my throat pipe. “Swallow, baby, swallow”..Is what he was saying to me while pumping into me like a car at a gas station.

It felt like an eternity but he finally pulled out of my mouth and sat back in the couch with a big smirk of satisfaction permanently implanted on his face. I licked around and felt cum oozing down the sides of my lips. It didn’t taste bad and I was just glad the whole ordeal was finally over.

“Knolee, sweetie that’s the best blowjob your brother has ever had.” As if I had a clue to what he was saying.

“I think I’m going to stay here permanently now that I’ve discovered you my new little fuck toy. You and I are going have so much fun together, Knolee. But let’s keep it a secret ok. And go to bed young lady. Your mom will be home any minute and will kill me if you’re still up.

I was exhausted and my jaw was sore because of the assualt, so I sprinted off to bed. For the next two years, Mark had his way with me at any given chance and always made sure to make me promise I wouldn’t tell my mom. Eventually though, my mom discovered suck marks on my inner thighs and neck and got suspicious and she kicked Mark out of the house.

I didn’t mind Mark so much while he was there because he would take me and my friend Susie to the zoo and other fun places and would buy us stuff; just as long as we would let him touch and do naughty things to us. Ultimately, he even got to nail poor little Susie but that is a story for another time.

Well? Did I win my bet? Are you hard as a rock? If so, well congratulations to you. You’re only human and your reaction is perfectly normal. If I failed? Well nothing’s wrong with me, something’s wrong with you! Lol!

Until next time, Bye!

Love, Knolee XOXOX

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