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.

Each Time I Nut Inside My GF...

...I see a slow-motion mental image of the end of my marriage.

My affair started 3 years ago on Valentine's Day. We work together.

Because my family uses location tracking, the only time I can be with my GF is lunch hour. My truck is a 2-door with no backseat, so I sit on the passenger side and she rides me until we cum. That position, with her on top, makes it even harder for me to pull out.

Keeping our affair secret is easy, but if she gets pregnant, there will be no way for us to hide that. I don't want to be a dad again at my age, but she's 25 years younger and wants more babies. Her husband has only given her one.

So it's a perfect storm, her on top, me not wanting to make a baby, her wanting to. I have her take a pregnancy test every 2 weeks. I know my luck is going to run out eventually, but sex with her feels so good, I just don't have the willpower to pull out.

  • I Would Love To Have Sex With My Sister If I Got The Chance.

    I have a brother who is 29 and i have a sister who is now 18. Me and my brother share the same father and me and my sister share the same mother. My mother were having an affair with my brother's dad and got pregnant and here i am. My sister's father is a decent man who runs a local church in our community. Me and my sister are active members in our church except our mother.
    My oldest brother is also a member of the same church and he is also active. He plays the organ. Everyone sees us as one family except that my brother and my sister are not biological. His mother migrated a couple of years ago and he now lives by himself just a block away from where we live. I turned up at his house one day without notifying him. I tried to let myself in but the place was sealed shut. I called out and got no answer so i did what i always did and that is to enter through a window around the back that i knew had no lock on it. When i entered the room i heard screaming coming from a certain section. I slowly snooped around as i drew closer to where the sound was coming from only to see my brother aggressively pounding my sister. It shocked me like a lightning bolt. She was crying like a baby but in a sexual way and my virgin cock got hard instantly. I watched until they both collapse on the bed then i snuck back through the window.

    I started studying their pattern and realized they are fucking each other after a meeting we always have on Wednesdays. They always waited patiently until i left so i pretended then i drop by and used the same window to enter. There they are doing their thing. He fucks her really hard and sometimes i feel her crying is genuine. After seeing all of this i now want sex, even if i can get some from my sister who never looked at me that way.

    My Besties Dad

    My family and I recently moved to a new area. Suddenly, I knew nobody.
    On the first day at college, our teacher read out the names of the students she had assigned, and we were marked off in a kind of roll call. Embarrassingly, I answered to Jess, when my name is actually Tess, just as the correct girl answered. I quickly realised my mistake and went a red as with embarrassment. Later on, during recess, Jess came and sat with me and we instantly hit it off. We had the same sense of humour, liked the same clothes, music, and even boys. It wasn't long before we were inseparable as besties. Within the first week, she stayed over my place twice, and asked if I wanted to sleep at her place on Friday night. I excitedly agreed.
    We went straight from college to her place where I met her dad. She was an only child who was raised by her single father. He was cleaning, so she asked if I wanted to meet her mother. I was confused as I knew she had passed away long ago, but just nodded and followed her into the main loungeroom. On a shelf, were photos and candles, alongside an urn. Pointing to a single large photo showing her mother smiling, Jess says, "Tess, meet Anne, my mother." "Hi Mrs Porter." I quietly said. Jess told me to call her Anne, as their family was always informal. I should have realised that she didn't just introduce her father as Jack, she also called him Jack a couple of times.
    We relaxed in her bedroom while her father prepared our dinner, so I didn't see much of him until we were actually eating. He seemed like a nice normal father and he had certainly done a great job as a single parent. We had some conversation while eating, then afterwards, he began collecting the dishes and disappeared back into the kitchen.
    Jess said she wanted a shower before bed, so she showed me the bathroom. It was nice. I kinda wanted to share a shower with her, but was too shy to ask. Instead, she began undressing in front of me, then stepped into the shower, chatting away the whole time, like it was normal. I tried to not make it obvious that I was perving on her incredible body, so I looked away mainly, only catching a sneaky look when I knew she wasn't looking. The shower was large and covered a spa, with mirrors and large glass panels, making it both easy and risky to perv on her, but I managed to see that that her pussy was shaved. She then said to strip off and hop in, that way she could leave the water running and I won't get confused. I didn't hesitate to be naked in the same room as her. I was almost rushing to get naked. Jess didn't seem to take much notice of my body and I deliberately opened the large glass door as I kinda wanted to shower with her. She stepped past me asking me to check the water temperature, to see if it was fine. I told her that it was lovely and with that she stepped out and closed the glass door. As she grabbed a towel, wrapping it around herself, she told me to take my time as there's never ending hot water. Then she left the bathroom closing the door behind her. I did take my time to enjoy the shower, but eventually, I was totally clean. I decided to turn off shower and dry off. Looking around, I could only see one towel that clearly said "His" in embroidered stitching. I had no choice but to wrap it around myself while I went to ask Jess for a towel. I darted into her room then froze in absolute shock. Speech wasn't happening, I was so surprised by what I was looking at that I could talk. Jess was naked still and bent over her bed with her naked father standing right behind her, fucking her hard. They both saw me at the same time as the door made a noise as I pushed it open. I accidentally dropped the towel and Jack saw me naked while he was still deep inside his daughter. I apologise and picked up the towel, claiming that there wasn't any towels I the bathroom. Turning away as I noticed Jack smiling at my nakedness. "Tess!" Jess exclaimed. She quickly jumped off her bed (and her father's cock) and hopped over to me holding me before I could turn away. She begged me not to tell anyone and kept telling me she was sorry she didn't warn me. Jack was facing me with his rock hard cock pointing straight out from his body. It was wet with her juices. He then interrupted Jess stating that I should join in because I had a very sexy body, plus I was already naked. Jess asked if I would, like she was really keen on the idea, so I said that I would if we kept it secret. Jack said that it wasn't like they wanted anyone to know that they had sex with each other. Jess then led me over to her father who instantly had hands all over me. Jess knelt down and began deep throating her father's massive cock as he simultaneously began passionately kissing me as his fingers explored inside my vagina. I began moaning loudly as it was so intense. I was having trouble standing. Jess stop sucking and slapped her dads wet dick against my leg, asking me if I wanted to suck it, or fuck it..
    Part 2 cumming soon!

  • I 'm Feeling Something For My Own Nephew But Cannot Tell What It Is.

    I have found myself dripping easily whenever i'm in the company of my own nephew. He's my oldest sister's son who acts quite subtle for a young man his age. He's a 20yo athlete who plays football. l find myself lusting after him and it's making me quite nervous. He visited me for a weekend some time ago and my husband could tell he saw my eyes getting glossy whenever i'm around my nephew. I rubbished the argument but in fact, he was partly correct.

    I tried to avoid my nephew before i fall into something i would regret but we kept steering at each other whenever we got the chance like 2 secret lovers.

    I don't know why i'm feeling this way for him but it's getting me weaker as the days progress. His smooth actions and his subtle behavior will cause damage if we ever find ourselves alone together. He even make me cried once when i asked him over the phone about spending another weekend with us. He told me "his girlfriends wont allow it". I'm not so sure why i cried over that like a bitch but i did and it's very scary. Now honestly, while i am writing this, i'm now sitting in a pool of wetness and i'm feeling more turned on right now. My mind and my body is at war over this because one is saying fuck him and the other is saying no. I really do want to fuck him and i think i will if the opportunity presents itself. My pussy is winning this war and i don't care how i would feel after he sink his cock in my pussy, my mouth and my ass.

    My Dad Was Always Listening To Me

    My dad would ask me the same questions every time, Hey! What are you up to? Hey! What did you learn today? Answers are always sounds like Mmm, mmm and Uh Huh, yeah that sounds fun or great. So I get home for a weekend during college one time, was thinking about this all the way on the drive. Dad is going to ask me what I learned this week, how is my roommate, general questions that do not even come close to understanding what I am doing he just wants a book report so to speak. So sure enough, I walk in the door, hugs and Hello and sure as shit his first question was What did I learn this week? I started rambling on about English, Math keeping him slightly interested in what I am saying but know damn well he is hearing like a third of what I am saying so I throw in that I learned deep throating in one of my late evening classes. DID NOT EVEN NOTICE!! I went on with roommate stuff and dorm drama then I asked him if he was listening to me because it seemed like he wasn't, he told me Yes, of course honey and repeated a few things I had said so I told him. Dad! I told you that I learned how to deep throat in my late evening class and you did not even react, you know what the genius said to me. Oh I heard you and knew you were trying to get a reaction out of me but seriously that could help you find a great husband some day. I just stood there staring at him and he had the usual grin on his face when he has completely stunned me into thinking he never listens to me. How do I come back from that one, will help me find a good husband someday, I just started laughing and went to start my laundry.

  • Things Have Change From Casual To Awkwardness.

    My dad and i use to be very close during the time when i use to live with him and my mother in Chicago. My parents broke up when i turned 16 and me and my mother migrated a year later to an island in the Caribbean where she met a black guy who is now my step dad. I love my dad differently and i always remember the good times we use to have and how much he use to spoil me by getting me anything i asked him for.
    I kept in contact with dad almost everyday and when i revisited my home town for the first time in 10 years things got a little different, and when i say different, i meant different. I traveled to Chicago with my BF and his male cousin. We all visited my dad who was very excited to see me. We hugged and cried like 2 babies so my boyfriend and his cousin decided to step outside to give us space to greet each other without eyes watching us.

    Dad then sat on a chair in the living room and i immediately sat on his lap as we continued to bask in the moment. Within minutes i started to feel my dad's cock swelling under me. It was quite obvious that he felt very embarrassed but instead of me getting up i started pressing my weight down on him which was now a moment of awkwardness. Silence then hit the air as dad's cock gets harder. I then spin things in another direction as i break the silence when i asked him 3 times in a row "how is things"?. While he answered with his voice cracking i started moving my hips and in doing so my fucking pussy started to get wet. Now the sad part of all this is that i was dressed in a skirt with my panties under it and when i finally got up my juice was all over my father. We talked for another 10 minutes then off we went to the hotel we booked to stay. Me and my father knew exactly what had happened and so i asked my bf to drop me there each day and we repeated the same thing over and over. I even went there a couple of times without underwear and sat on his lap with his hard cock pressing against my pussy.

    I remember this one time he had only boxers on and we grind against each other with only the material of his boxers separating his cock from entering me. I never felt so much pleasure without being fucked. I orgasm every time i visited my dad without being fucked, fingered or physically touched.
    We never spoke anything concerning the lines we were crossing and we never fuck. We would just grind while talking about random things until my body shook while i orgasm. My dad ejaculated twice which i knew he enjoyed.
    Things have really changed.

    Sibling Love

    The last time I listened to her being fucked, I entered her bedroom and told the guy to leave.
    He looked a bit confused until I persuaded him he needed to go.
    Once he'd gone, I moved onto her bed with my hard on aching for relief and she welcomed me between her legs.
    We fucked for a long time changing positions, and in between positions she'd suck my cock, or I'd tongue her pussy and arsehole.
    Her orgasms were electrifying and I'd feel her pussy or anal muscles squeeze my cock as she shook violently. And when I was fucking her arsehole from behind, I came deep inside of her, making her climax one last time.
    It wasn't our first fuck by any means, but we hadn't had sex since I'd been going to college.
    And now eight years on walking into her new home just before Christmas ladt year, I heard those all too familiar sounds of her being fucked.
    I'd told myself we'd never fuck again, but hearing her moans and knowing just how amazing she is sexually, I couldn't resist.
    The guy was someone who knew me. Someone who knew better than to hang around. He left quickly and I decided it was time to reacquaint myself with her gorgeous body, her mouth, pussy and arsehole.
    Her smile said "I knew you'd want me again". And she was right.
    My sister spread her legs and said "Tongue me first, then spend the night".
    We're now living together and each day and or night we fuck. She's everything to me and we're so compatible.
    I love her to bits.

    The Long Hot Summer Or Kissing Cousins, Both Titles Apply

    When I was going to go to the seventh grade my parents split up. I was sent to live with my mother's sister and her family on the outer banks. My uncle by marriage was a local cop and my aunt was a nurse. They both worked shifts. I spent a lot of time alone with my same age cousin, Lucille.

    It was still summer, the town was full of tourist and both of her parents were on overtime. The summer is when you made money for the rest of the year. That meant even more time alone. One day, we were alone, she came out of the bedroom wearing her nightshirt, she sat on the couch with her legs indian style, her hairy bush coming out of her panties. Her panties were stained and she rubbed herself now and then. I watched. I got hard.

    She talked to me across the room. 'Why was I looking at her pussy? She didn't stare at my dick'. I was honest and told her I had never seen a pussy, not really, just fake like Penthouse and Playboy. She stripped off her panties and opened her legs, 'get a good look', it's just pussy, that's all. 'Now show me your dick'. My dick was already hard, and I got it out of my pants and she grabbed it with her hand. 'Why do guys like to jack off?'

    The next thing I know she said I could stick it in her pussy if I wanted to. 'Don't fuck me, just stick it in'. There was no way not to fuck her after sticking my dick in her pussy. We rolled on the floor, it was really a wrestling match, but I pinned her down and started to really fuck her, in and out, and it started to feel good and I got the feeling of cumming. With her hands held over the head, I came in her until I was done.

    'You bastard, you fucked me'. And then 'Now you have to marry me'. 'Asshole'.

    After that she let me fuck her all I wanted, and I wanted to fuck her a lot. We fucked whenever the desire struck, on the bed, on the couch, on the living room floor. I had full rights to tear off her panties, or just grab her by the tits. 'Go on, you have to marry me, so have fun'. None of this was secret, her mother put her on birth control right off the bat.

    In our state, first cousins could get married, but with permission until you turned 18. We were same age and we thought it would be easy to get our parent's permission. But that was not to be. We had to wait until we were sixteen. Our parents were not happy about it, but facts are facts and we were sleeping in the same bed and having regular 'unsupervised' sex. No one ever explained to us what 'supervised' sex was. We fucked the summer away and continued to fuck when we went to school. We moved into the same bedroom that winter because it was cold.

    We were close, and we were true kissing cousins. The way it should be. I can't imagine not fucking my cousin, or not fucking her pregnant either. We lived in a state where girls are girls and boys are boys, the girls are raised to do the cooking and cleaning and taking care of the kids. That was fine with me. More time to watch TV. Until I had to enroll in the Army to get benefits and insurance for my growing family of four. Then I got my ass kicked and had to grow up.

    My New Wife Is Having A Lesbian Affair With My Daughter

    After my divorce I was very lonely. It too me years to build back my confidence and date again.

    Beverly, 39, my new wife, accepted my flaws and saw past my failed marriage. I thought we were perfect, until I saw her making out with my daughter, Chrissy, 18.

    They were in the den watching TV. They thought I was busy and wouldn't see.

    I never imagined that there could be an affair between a stepmom and stepdaughter. It's so wrong. So wrong!

    I threw them both out immediately. They are living in a cheap motel.

    I had Beverly served with divorce papers yesterday. Chrissy is written out of my will.

    When I get lonely or horny from now on, I will just pay in cash. It's so much easier. You pay for pussy one way or the other.

  • Step-Son3

    Oh my God my life has exploded. Destroyed!
    One of the girlfriends I was out with and with whom I confided about waking up with sperm running out of me, told her husband about it and it most likely being our 17 year old son who is guilty of r****g me while I was passed out.
    Her husband told my husband and the phone call I got from him was horrific! He called our son and our son told him that I seduced him which is a ridiculous lie! The boy told me outright that he took advantage of my unconscious state. I have no recollection of the night whatsoever. It’s been a bad night of angry calls with my husband believing our son and not me! I know it his biological son and that I’m the adopted mother but he should know me better than this. He’s flying back early and he is screaming about me being a whore, a slut, a c**t and wanting a divorce. I suggested family therapy but he is way too angry to reason with. I’m devastated