Aunt/uncle/niece Stories

Poppy tossed in bed again, kicking and pulling the covers; it was 2:18, and she could not switch her brain off. Her mind was fixated on the scene in the kitchen, the smacking of her mother's wetness against Uncle Drey's fingers, the desperate and primal way her mother had begged her own brother not to stop, for him to keep pleasuring her. Poppy could still hear the echo of her mother's moans as Uncle Drey had brought her...

6 months later*** Beth’s point of view “There is nothing left, Aunt Beth, I promise,” came the muffled cry from between my legs. It had been six months since my husband, Robert, and I began a sexual relationship with our niece Emily, affectionately known by the family as Milly. It was supposed to be a sexual partnership between my husband and her, similar to the relationship I had with my Uncle Bill. In that relationship,...

I borrowed the rag to wipe down and threw on my robe. Beth had her robe on as she led me to the kitchen. "I have a charcuterie already made. Be a dear and open up that Italian wine we have been saving for a special occasion." "Anything for you, my love, but I'm wondering, when are we going to talk about what just happened in there?" We took to our duties as we debriefed. "You said you would share the rules at some point,...

A Family's Tale Robert sat in his favorite armchair, gazing out the window as the warm rays of the sun danced on the tranquil surface of the lake. It had been a full morning of chores around the lake house, but now, with a cup of coffee in hand, he found himself lost in thought. Memories flooded his mind, reminding him of the incredible journey he had taken with the love of his life, Beth. The couple had just celebrated t...

"Why don't the two of you jump in the shower and I will wash these up?" Lynn said as she tossed the toys that Ann had been using into the sink. I stood behind Ann when we entered the shower and washed my dick and balls. I then wrapped my arms around Ann and let my soapy hands roam over her body. One hand washed her breasts while the other soaped her naughty bits while I kissed Ann's neck and nibbled on her earlobe. Lynn s...

I knew it was a dream, but it felt so real. It was the same dream that I'd been having for weeks, ever since my sixteenth birthday party. I was dreaming of his hands touching me, groping me, exploring my young body. His hands cupped my breasts, squeezing them, pinching my nipples. My Uncle Dan sucked one of them into his mouth as he slipped his hand into my pajama bottoms, caressing my pussy. His fingers rubbed hard again...