Who doesn't have an Uncle Bubba, with the beer belly and obnoxious belching, or the Aunt Petunia with the bright red lipstick and too-tight pants? We all have at least one person in the family tree we'd all wish would be plucked. If your relatives would make a good comedy routine, then we want to hear about them. This category is for all those stories about loud aunts, drunk brothers, flatulent uncles, and slutty sisters.

My Sisters Dildo

I was helping my sister (24) move she would come take a few things. She had asked me to put a few pair of socks and T-shirts in a bag for her. I opened the wrong drawer looking for the socks. Sitting if front of me was her panty drawer. I have a huge panty fetish but haven't looked in her drawer. The lace boy shorts, the silky cheeky pairs. When I moved her Victoria secret thongs I noticed the purple velvet bag. I quickly rushed into the restroom. All I have ever seen was cheap dildos not realistic at all. I pulled out the 9 inch dildo. It was semi realistic touch. The balls moved like real testicles. The Skin was stretchy, the color was what did it. It looked so realistic. The veins looked blueish. I almost swore it was real. I quickly tied the ribbon of the pouch in a certain way. I returned it to her drawer.

Her boyfriend came for dinner. while everyone was busy talking I was going to grab the dildo from her room. And take pictures and stuff. I heard their voices get louder so I shut the drawer and exit the room. I watch them enter her room. When I passed by the door I could hear kissing and moaning. At about 11:30 pm When my sister and her boyfriend left to take him and her dog home. I went into her room. I opened the drawer and the bag was gone. My heart skipped a beat. I quickly opened the other drawers and nothing. I was scared she found out. I was ready to walk out. I looked at her nightstand and the empty bag on top. I look down the hallway and out the window to make sure her car was still gone.

I move the blanket on the bed, Nothing. I move the pillows, no lucky, I noticed her nightstand was partially open. When I opened the drawer my heart started racing, the muscle in my legs twitching. I saw her dildo from earlier sitting next to a red rose shaped but plug, nipple clamps, and a Tracy dog toy. I noticed her dildo was shinier when I touched it it was wet.

I pulled it out and was looking at it closely. It was still slick with her pussy juices. I could also see little white thick clumps stuck to it. I took pics of it from multiple angles. Every picture my heart beats faster, my cock grew stiffer with every picture. Without thinking I tasted it. My tounge licking one small area. I could feel one of the globs on the tip of my tounge. The taste indescribable. I started licking the dildo like an ice cream cone. Making sure I didn't miss a spot. Her pussy juice had a watery taste to it, the cum had a more earthy taste but was delicious. I found myself licking it spotlessly clean.

I took some pictures of it. And put it in her nightstand. I ran out of her room. And went to the bathroom. I started looking at the pictures, remember how good the dildo tasted. I started masturbating. A knock on the door broke my concentration. It was my sister. I walked out so she could shower. I ran to her room and saw the bag on the nightstand. I opened the drawer and the dildo was gone. I went to the bathroom door and tried to listen, but all I heard was music.

That night I imagine searched and after a few hours I found the exact same dildo she had. The same pouch is how I found it. I made sure it had the movable testicles the stretchy skin and everything. I quickly ordered one for some unknown reason. When it arrived I waited till no one was home. I pulled out the dildo I bought and found hers in her panty drawer. I noticed hers was a little bit darker and had a ring around a certain part. I realized it was how far it went inside her. She couldn't take in the whole thing so the ring was where it stopped. Over the length of time the using of it had darkened it slightly. I put hers back. In her drawer.

The day she came for her last bit of stuff she was filling boxes and emptying her drawers into a plastic tub. I told her I would take the heavy tub with the clothes and dildo inside. Before I loaded her plastic tub, I switched her dildo with the one I had bought. That night I pulled out her used dildo i just stared at it while masturbating. Looking at it. Remember how good her love juices tasted. Every once in a while I take it out and look at it while masturbating. It's always one of my best orgasms.

  • My Bro

    My older bro lives alone in a reclusive area off the grid. He only has him. I know he masturbates and I masturbate. How can I ask him to join me in a session and maybe lead to me just blowing him whenever he wants a blowjob. It’s not like anyone would know his little bro sucks his cock. he lives alone… fantasy question were both over the age of consenting adults… just wondering if you would?

    Sharing Myself

    Years ago my son, 15, saw the despair I was in at his father leaving me for a very much younger woman. I began drinking to numb myself from the pain I felt, often crying myself to sleep. My son one night came into my bedroom and crawled under the covers to hold and comfort me. I have always slept in the raw so my son was holding his nude mother close to him, spooning. I could feel his erection through his sweatpants pushing into the crack of my butt. He too was crying, telling me how much it hurt him to see me in pain. He kissed the nape of my neck and I rolled over where his mouth met mine and we kissed tenderly. He suckled on my breasts and I will admit I made no move to stop him and in fact allowed my hand to play with his hardness. He came in his sweats within a couple of minutes and left my bed and bedroom out of a sort of embarrassment. The next day we behaved like nothing happened.

    The next night two days after that particular night, he hearing me sobbing, came into my bed again but this time taking his pj bottoms off, completely nude and again spooning with me. I told him that this was not proper between a mother and son and asked him to leave. He said that he saw nothing wrong in comforting me, holding me and he spooned with me again, his hardness pushing into my bum crack. I gave him a hand job and his semen shot a foot or so into the air. There was no embarrassment this time and he asked that he get to pleasure me. He asked about performing oral on me and I said certainly not. He put his fingers into my sopping wetness and then smelled them and placed my wetness into his mouth. “Please mom” is what he said and then moved himself and his face between my legs. I could have stopped him but did not. It was awkward of course but I directed him to do as I needed and after 20 minutes or so I came and came hard. He loved it as did I. I then direct him to come over me and enter me where he started slamming me like a jackhammer. I slowed him down and said his slower movements felt better. When he came I held him there and enjoyed the feeling of his penis throbbing his cum into me. We fell to sleep in each others arms. We slept together from then on even when he had girlfriends. This isn’t to say that we had a fuckfest every night. In fact our love making happened fewer than 5-6 times a month but our nightly cuddling, sleeping together was a constant. Neither of us spoke a word to anyone about our connection. We were very, very close. Hardly ever a crossword between us. I eventually stopped drinking and he went to tech college where he now resides in a small town hours away. We talk on the phone everyday and his girlfriend is wonderful. Of course he and I stopped making love once he turned 18 or so. As wrong as I’m sure everyone reading this will believe it to be, I honestly don’t know if I would even be alive today if it wasn’t for my son and the love shared between us. Neither of us have any regrets.

  • I'm So Hungry For Jncest!

    My sister is spending the year in Europe for work so I can only see her every few months, when I can take a week off and find a reasonably-priced flight.

    When we are reunited we devour each other! No other woman has ever made me feel this way.

    Our baby, conceived before my sister left, is developing nicely. I've booked two weeks around my sister's due date.

    Family love totally changed my life. To my "little" sister, I love you!

    My Sisters

    My second oldest sister was the pretty one. She was the one that worried my mom. My mom worked a lot and couldn’t keep tabs on my sister. So, she ran wild as a teen. Older guys from day one. Her and friends were all the same. Most were Latina. I spent hours watching them get ready to go out. It was nothing to see them naked. Heard all their conversations about men. When my mom worked overnight they would bring men home. It was wild. She stopped partying and married at 20. Her husband was cool. I grew up around his family. I have some good stories about his family. Especially a family reunion when I was 15. They lasted maybe ten years. Alcohol and infidelity ruined it. Her husband fucked my oldest sister. Probably the younger one too. So, my sister cheated too. They divorced and my sister went downhill. Turned to substance abuse and turned into a slut again. She was still pretty but was an addict now. She would bring guys home and have sex with them when I was in the same room. I don’t know if I’m allowed to say all the things that happened to her during that time. But sex with her friends skyrocketed for me.

    There was one girl she would always bring home. She wasn’t very pretty. But she had a body. We began messing around one night. Just some touching and kissing. Lots of talking. She told me so many things about her and my sister. Basically they would go out, get drunk, get taken somewhere and fucked together. That’s the tame version. I finally fucked her at my house. We were alone. We did the play fight thing just to touch each other. We both wanted it. So, she pulls my dick out and rides me on the couch. I took her to my room and fucked her some more before my sister got back. One night before they went out. The guys taking them out were in the parking lot talking to their friends. My sister was out there. Her friend was still getting ready. I locked the door and told her we should fuck before she leaves. She pulls her skirt up and bends over on the bed. I start fucking her and my sister is knocking on the door. We hurry. I cum in her and she just pulls her panties up. She leaves and I can hear my sister teasing her about why the door was locked. She knew we fucked. We were open about it after that. We never dated. Just fucked. I loved her friends just wanted sex. I was down.

  • Slept With My Son

    This weekend was the first time I made love to my son voluntarily. He's 21, but I knew he had a thing for me for a very long time. I had him young, divorced his father early on, so it was mostly the two of us, but his fixation with me was unusual from puberty. As he got older, I could feel his desire for me growing. I have always been very liberal with my body and I normalized that with him, I wanted him to feel comfortable around women and see the female body as something completely natural. I'm still relatively young and modesty aside, very attractive, so I could understand any young man looking at me with desire, even if it was my son. But over the years it kind of spiralled out of control and couldn't find a way to confront him and stop it. I once found underwear of mine covered in cum, and it could only have been his. I even suspected he wanted me to find it. Then came the flirtatious comments. I was surprised that I didn't feel uncomfortable with that, just aware of how wrong it was. But it felt nice to be desired.
    It all came to a head one day he came home at night, slightly drunk. He openly tried to seduce me, but as I rejected him, I only made it worse. He started forcing himself on me. I'm athletic, but small, and he's this tall, muscular young man. It wouldn't have been hard to subdue me, but I also started to give in. As he groped me, I started to like it. But it was confusing, either way. I felt pleasure, but also felt gross and violated as he tore my panties off and had his way with me. He was kinda drunk, so he finished quickly inside me, unprotected, which alarmed me. Emotions were high, so I screamed at him and chased him out.
    He crashed with his father for a month. Last Friday I called him over to talk, admitted he had done something horrible and begged for my forgiveness. He also admitted that he didn't know why, but he was desperately in love with me and didn't have eyes for other girls. I had been sitting with my feelings this whole time and concluded that, as long as it was consensual and secret, it could be ok. So I forgave him, gave in and made love to him all weekend.

    My 'big' Brother

    I was fascinated by the size of my older brother's endowment...eight inches at least, and a pair of plump fat balls that seem to be begging for long and intimate caresses...two crucial years older than me, his tastes were very much on the weird side, and seemed to involve something he called a "bondage bag" and confining a 'victim' inside it while he 'wanked him to death' as he so intriguingly called it.

    A victim of hormones at that age, I pestered hm to do that to me, until finally he agreed, while our single-parent mother visited her sister out of state.

    Once trapped in the bag, tied at neck and waist, my arms held in a folded position, he worked the bottom half back up to cover the top half in a second layer, as I became drenched in sweat and as hard as a rock myself, at the unfamiliar exciting confinement...my own lesser endowment - equally sensitive despite its relative inadequacy - strove to match his, as I received my first ever wank, which was ndeed an experiernce that I would long to re-experience for the rest of my life.

    Short of air, and somehow enjoying that, I could manage nothing more coherent than a muffled 'mmmmmfff' sound which he seemd to delight in, which only made my plight even more unbearable...

    "You want it to stop, bro? Well I got news for you! Ain't gonna happen! Today you learn your rightful place in the scheme of things, as a cum-dump for me AND my buddies, who are on their way over here, as we speak...well, mumble in your case...they're gonna find that most attractive, and laugh at you as they pump their jizz down your throat! Just think, we got all
    summer, for that! Swallow or choke! Choice is yours... You look so cute, so completely helpless in there, I have a strong feeling you'll be in there all summer! How cool is that!"

    Actually it was sounding more and more 'cool' as he continued to scratch my hormonal itch, with no sign of tiring...fuck knows how the bunch of them were going to try to outdo each other in their hormonal cruelty...couldn't wait to find out!

    My Sisters

    I’ve been posting on here lately. Many seem to like the stories about my sisters. I’ll give some more background on them. Because of them I was exposed to sex at a young age. It seemed normal to be around them fucking. They are all older than me. The two oldest ones were nearly teens when I was born. The youngest was six years older than me. It was her friends that I first had sex with. Only with her that I crossed the line. The older two I had already seen them having sex. I would fuck their friends more as I got older. Only had a few experiences with theirs as a teen. Still good stories I think. Because of them I never had to go looking for pussy. It came to me. This is about my oldest sister.

    My oldest sister was married young. Still in high school. Some Mexican guy. For the most part he was cool. I remember hearing them fuck all the time. Sometimes they would have sex in the same room when they thought I was sleeping. We never talked about it though. But they divorced after having three kids. They shared custody but she turned into a slut afterwards. She would bring many different guys to her place. Her friends would bring guys as well. Some of them were married. They used her apartment to cheat. The first friend of hers I fucked was a woman that was maybe 28. I was 16. They just came home from being out drinking. My sister got taken to her room by some guy. While she was getting railed I was talking to her friend. She knew me from years ago. She kept saying she couldn’t believe how big I was now. I played sports so I had a little muscle. She was all over me. So I put my hands on her. Caressing her legs. She had this little skirt on. We kissed. I had my hand up her shirt feeling on her tits. She grabs my hand and puts it between her legs. Tells me to finger her. She’s soaking her panties. She’s so wet. I tell her I want to fuck her. She says we can’t. She keeps saying we can’t fuck but she doesn’t stop me from pulling her panties off. She doesn’t stop me when I lift her legs onto my shoulders. She keeps her legs on my shoulders when I pull my shorts down. She doesn’t stop me when I put it in her and began to fuck her. She says we can’t fuck one last time. Then she says don’t cum in me. She repeats that now. So naturally, I cum in her. After that we go to sleep. I just laid there thinking about what just happened. Her husband picked her up the next morning. We would do it many times again. There was a huge age gap between me and her friends. But it didn’t matter to them. To me either.

    Pandora's Box Opened (part 3)

    At this point, I couldn't tell you who came the most but she was she was clearly loopy.

    After that day the line was crossed and a switch had been flipped inside her head. She's become the closest thing to a nymphomaniac that I've ever experienced. Gone were the days of random over-the-clothes dick rubbing sessions, now she's much bolder, particularly when her mother wasn't around. Flashing and rubbing her pussy, tossing out every kind of crude sexual innuendo, walking around or imitating sex positions, sometimes while naked, if not flatly or in whispers, telling me that I should fuck her again...

    I've read that some people with autism experience hypersexuality but this caught me flat footed.

    ...she sucks, fucks or strokes me pretty much when and where ever, asking to drain my balls if I'm not requesting it already - no substance or coercion needed. I don't know when this will get old or irritating but for now this is nothing short of intoxicating. Granted she's not overly creative but she doesn't need to be.

    In fact at two points in writing this she had swallowed my cum and later lured me, by kneeling naked on the couch, to lick her pretty pussy and fuck her from behind.

    You might be asking, "Why call this Pandora's Box?" because the little shit's already threatened to say something if I don't "participate" and it's a little late to say no at this point.

    So it's like the song goes... "some of them want to abuse you, some of them want to be used by you", and far now, I help give her all the orgasms, dick and cum her infatuation seems to demand.

  • Pandora's Box Opened (part 2)

    I stood there, watching her young body experience it's first dick-induced orgasm. Wondering if maybe this is where it ended for today.

    "FUCK ME."

    I was wrong and when a girl's wetness is running down your balls, you know what needs done.

    Here I thought I'd start to thrust slow, because it's still her first time and all... but no, she wasn't having ANY of that slow love making shit - her young slit wanted a pounding. And a pounding it got.

    I held her knees back, my hands gripping the backs of her thighs, and slammed my girth into her tight hungry hole.

    Admittedly I don't know the first thing about Autism, but I was starting to get a little envious as it seemed like she was orgasming every 2 to 3 thrusts. Her body spasm-ed as her little pussy was doing it's damnedest to squeeze every drop of cum out of me - and fuck me, not cumming was the hardest fucking thing not to do.

    Impossible as it turned out, as she squeezed me so hard with one orgasm that there was no stopping my manhood from flooding her little tunnel with a titanic load.

    Now you'd be forgiven for thinking that I'd be spent after that kind of explosion. No, not a chance - Vaigra couldn't hold a candle to the power of a cute face attached to an eager and willing young pussy.

    I laid back on the bed, my manhood at throbbing attention, Sara as you'd expect, zero'd in on the dick that gave her the recent series mind shattering orgasms. Following my instructions she stood up, positioning her hips and lips over my upright shaft and lowered herself on it. She gasped as she accidentally took it to the hilt - not yet accustomed to how to raise and lower herself. It didn't take her long though as within a minute or two she was bouncing on my swollen shaft like a pornstar possessed.

    I watched as she impaled her young body over and over on my manhood - there was no love to be found here, her mind, and everything else only wanted what hung between my legs. I was her human dildo, and I wasn't complaining.

    She bounced, and bounced, and bounced, her little pussy tightening around me every time she orgasmed. A few points I tried talking to her but I guess my dick didn't leave any room for words in her little head. Few things in my life beat the sensation of lying back, relaxed, feeling her young body slide up and down every thick inch of my shaft. And it was clear that my mind had every intention of making sure she had no shortage of cum from me as I swear I kept cumming, seemingly never running dry.

    I swear, she too never ran dry, her legs giving out before her wetness (how much water does this girl drink?!)

    At some point we both realized that a break was needed, and maybe a shower, plus it was getting close to when her mom was supposed to be back home.

    I went first, getting some much needed cleaning done, when Sara apparently decided that waiting wasn't an option. Showing no signs of shyness, she stepped into the stall with me, her body becoming slick and glistening as the warm water hit her. It was clear that her fascination hadn't waned as her eyes remained locked on my package as it started to grow in her presence.

    As her gaze lingered below my waist, I pumped some body wash in my hands and began to lather her body. My hand, thorough, slid down and wandered between her thighs, my index finger finding her tiny clit, it's tip, with soap and water sliding across it. She let out a soft moan, grinding her clit against my hand as I felt her fingers wrap around my cock, stroking it, hardening it further.

    Even through the water the feel of her natural lubricant was unmistakable - I should've known we weren't done. She raised her leg, nearly slipping in an attempt to present her slippery pussy at a height she hoped my cock could reach. Turning her, I guided her hands to the rod that held the wash cloths, telling her to hold it tightly and to stand on her tip toes. At first she seemed confused until she felt the swollen tip of my manhood push into her from behind. Her flawless slippery ass pressing against me as her willing hole stretched to accommodate my engorged wet rod.

    My cock couldn't get enough of her perpetually wet tiny pussy. Nor did her young slit seem to get enough of my manhood pounding into it as she instinctively began to rub her little clit.

    She nearly collapsed from what I could only assume was a gargantuan orgasm. Wrapping one arm around her partially limp figure, I continue to use her like my own petite fuck toy, stroking my shaft with her tiny pussy until I had my own turn...