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My Family
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.

This category is for all those stories about loud aunts, drunk brothers, slutty sisters, and flatulent uncles. If your relatives would make a good comedy routine, then we want to hear about them.
  • — My Family —
    Straight Male / 38

    I thought I was all alone in the house and found myself in the large kitchen, horny as hell, with a hot memory of having fucked my wife until she was dizzy, there. She is wife #2.

    I grabbed a paper towel, whipped out my burning, engorged cock and whipped off a quick, steaming, relieving climax. Zipping up, I turned around and realized my 15 year old step-daughter was in the kitchen and had seen the whole thing. My face got tomato red until I noticed her denim jeans were soaked at her crotch.

    What to do about this incident causes me no end of confusion.

    She and I like each other a lot and I'm afraid where it is all leading.

    #38833 — Comments (0) — Jan 13, 2018 at 3:03 PM — That's Juicy! (8) Remove This.
  • — My Family —
    Straight Female / 24

    This is posted for my sisters as a warning. I have two younger brothers and while they are fine to deal with one at a time when they get together they seem to form a new, more evil single personality. Both singly and together, they started trying to fuck me from age 14 or so. I fought them off. They reached their upper teens and stuck together, bold and aggressive. In the meantime, they walked around me with their erections out. Their cocks were large and powerful looking. Not all women respond to erect cocks but I do. They make me lose my breath.

    After years of their begging I finally gave in and they began to fuck me non-stop. I could not control them and they fucked me like mad-men. They started taking photo and video and then said they would expose our intimacies to the world if I did not give them what all they wanted, how they wanted it and when they wanted it, which felt, non-stop. I don't know how and when this will end but to other women with begging brothers (or other family member) DON'T ALLOW IT.

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  • — My Family —
    Straight Male / 22

    I had never had any desire to have sex with my Mother. I was nineteen when my Father at the age of forty-three was killed in a car accident. My Mother had just turned forty. She held up real well until after the funeral. She was fine during the day as her job kept her busy.
    I could hear her crying in the night. I went in her room sometimes and talked to her. She said, "I know I shouldn't talk to you about my needs, but I miss your Father holding me and loving me." I would tell her she still has a lot of life left and maybe you'll meet some one to share it with. "But Brad, I have to wait a reasonable amount of time before I can think about seeing someone, meanwhile, I need some loving now."
    Most nights I was able to settle her down. She wanted me to stay until she closed her eyes and started to sleep. I would hold her hand and when her eyes closed, I kissed each one and then her lips, said sleep Mom, I love you. "I love you Brad, I'm glad I have you" I got in the habit of checking on Mom. Some nights I would lay beside her on top of the covers.
    One night I fell asleep. I woke and Mom was awake looking at me. "Why don't you get under the covers, you only have shorts on, you must be cold" I was half asleep and I pulled back the covers and as I pulled them up I noticed my Mom in her skimpy nightie. Her breasts were easily visible and her nightie barely covered her pussy.
    Mom snuggled up to me. On my back with my arms at my side, the back of my hand was touching her bare leg. I had an enormous erection. I thought, what's happening, this is your Mother. If I moved my hand away from her leg I would touch my cock and start rubbing it. Mom rolled her body towards me and put her arm across my chest. I realized the back of my hand was touched her pussy hairs. To keep my fingers still, I fisted my hand. She pushed in to my fist and started moving against it. Her arm went down my stomach and she grasped my cock. Mom what are you doing? "Please Brad, I need you, Don't make me beg. fuck me" and she kissed me deeply.
    I wasn't a virgin and knew what to do. I opened my hand and put it between her legs.. She rolled on her back and I could feel she was already wet. I pushed my shorts off and knelt over my Mother and eased my cock in her vagina. "Oh, Brad, that feels so good" I started slow and steady to fuck my Mother.
    She held me tight with her arms and legs wrapped around me and urged me on until she cried out loud, Yes!, Yes! I'm cumming Brad and she orgasmed. I kept going until with a groan I released a load of semen deep in her Vagina. She held me tight as I lay on her, my cock still pulsating in her. "God, Brad, I needed that. I think I can sleep now. I love you." "tomorrows Saturday, Stay with me". I held my Mother and we slept. In the morning I knew our relationship had changed forever and I fucked her again.

    #38813 — Comments (5) — Jan 12, 2018 at 3:18 PM — That's Juicy! (21) Remove This.
  • — My Family —
    Straight Female / 27

    I studied Biology, and the only job I could get was in a lab at a hospital. After a couple of years working at the hospital, the lady who ran the lab invited me to dinner to her house. I go in and there are four small kids running around, another woman in the kitchen, the husband yelling at the kids, she kisses him and tells him who I am. Another place is set at the table. They give me a seat in the living room. This little girl around three wants to sit in my lap, the two women kiss and talk about their day, the husband asks when the table will be served.

    Dinner is 100% home cooking, biscuits and gravy, chicken dumplings, peas, salad, enough to feed an army, water, milk, juice to drink. They ask me a thousand questions, the little three year old comes and sits in my lap to eat, the baby is fed in his high chair, I get invited into the kitchen to clean up, wash the dishes, put things away, the three year old is hanging on my skirt, she wants to be picked up. The dad is in the living room watching ESPN, the two older boys are fighting or rough housing, they are four and five, the three year old starts to call for her mother, who is the mother? It is time to get them ready for bed, the baby first and the three year old, they get baths, then the boys get showers and everyone is in their pjs, I get more questions, all kind of questions, from both women, from the dad, the little three year old wants a story, I read her a story.

    The kids go to bed, and my supervisor turns off the television, it is time for adult talk, they include me in the conversation, what do I think about what is going on in Washington? Other questions. The other woman is a journalist by profession, a stay at home mom now, the dad is a physicist, he owns and manages an environmental testing lab.

    I get adopted into the family, the women are half sisters, daughters of different mothers but the same father. They tell me that they grew up together on a farm in Iowa. My supervisor is the mom of the two older boys, the little girl and the baby are the younger sister's kids. They ask me if I have any thoughts on a man with two wives. They hurry up and tell me that their dad had two wives and they always wanted to have a large family together. They like large families, lots and lots of kids, big kitchens, woman time.

    After Thanksgiving dinner, after the kids are put to bed, I take care of the little girl, the baby and the older boys all sleep in one room, the little girl has her own room. When I put her to bed she asks me if I am going to be her mommy too. I tell her I don't know, I love her and she needs to go to sleep, that I need to go help clean up the kitchen. She says her mommy told her that maybe I could come live with them and be her mommy too.

    I turn to leave the room and my supervisor is standing in the door, she takes my hands and pulls me down on the bed and says they would be delighted to have me be part of their family. To think about it.

    We talk many times over the next weeks, mostly woman talk, finally after a month right before Christmas the four adults sit at the table and we talk about joining the family. He has a ring for me, his maternal grandmother's ring. He put it on my finger and we had a small kiss. For now I sleep with the three year old, until I am ready to walk over to him. I have been with my new family for a month now. A new room is being built for the girls, there will be more girls in the family, and I will have the room I am sleeping in. Each woman gets her own room, dad comes to visit. There are dozens of pictures of my new family's family, going back a long time. We have our new family picture on the mantle piece, it is in color with the kids Christmas clothes on, but it could be a picture of the great grandparents. I can see my new ring clearly in the picture, it is a beautiful ring. Great grandma was from Russia, she came over to work on a farm where she met her husband and the family grew from there. My family roots are from Eastern Europe, what is now Croatia.

    A cousin keeps the family records alive, she has every name and birth and death and where we came from. I have my name there now, with space below for my children. She still needs to add my parents and siblings. She keeps all the information on a computer, using a special program for genealogy. This is a big family.

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  • — My Family —
    Bi-Sexual Male / 29

    This is something I'm not proud about, yet I cannot seem to stop doing it. Especially when its him who calls by my home to get fucked. The him, is my younger sisters husband, someone I've been fucking ever since I caught him spying on me as I was having sex with another younger guy. He had a key to my place as he was doing some decorating for me, and basically discovered me balls deep up a teenagers ass. Instead of walking away, he strode over and undressed. I sucked his cock and expected him to be a dominant top, given his size and muscular build. Yet he proved to be a very very willing bottom and I ended up fucking him and the young man. He stayed longer as my young lover had college to go to, and it was just his ass I then plowed over the next hour or so. My sister just thinks we're very good friends, but its now been nearly a year that I've been fucking his gorgeous muscular bubble butt.

    #38776 — Comments (0) — Jan 10, 2018 at 2:15 PM — That's Juicy! (7) Remove This.
  • — My Family —
    Straight Male / 36

    My wife and I headed over to her Mother's house the other day to help her take down Christmas decorations. For the MIL this was her first time in 3 years she has had them since the death of her second husband. She is 16 years older and she has always been flirty with me since the day I met her 18 years ago. For a woman that is 52 she looks pretty damn good and still has a nice flat stomach and surprisingly perky tits. Recently I have found myself attracted to her in a big way but don't know if I should act on anything for fear of destroying many lives and relationships. Having said that I do believe she wants cock by the way she acts when I'm around just as she did the other day.

    We arrived to be greeted by her only in a thin robe that covered maybe to mid thigh and wearing panties with no bra and only a wife beater shirt to retain her tits. She made us coffee before leaving us to head to her room and then off to the shower. My wife was ding dishes with her back to us when her Mom exited her room and was no longer wearing the robe but carrying a towel in one hand and showing plenty of side boob. She entered the bathroom and came back out and mentioned something about the tree to me but I could stare only at her nipples. (I had a tree in my pants to worry about)
    After the shower she came out in thick track pants and a sweater but within 10 minutes she complained it was hot so she went and changed in to these tight leggings which were flesh colored and a baggy t-shirt. When she returned I was seated on the floor removing decorations when I turned to see her I could clearly see the outline of her vagina through her pants. I continued to stare and I could only think of first going down on her and then punish her with my cock. It wasn't until she asked me something twice did I snap out of my vagina trance. She definitely knew what I was staring but I didn't care at all. We continued along with the tree and several times she had to stretch upwards causing her shirt to rise and expose her midriff where her clearly defined "cum trough" could be seen. At that moment I could only think of blasting a load on her tits and allowing it to run down the trough to her belly button.

    With all removed from the tree I went to remove the base and she and my wife steadied the tree as I lay on my back to loosen the fasteners. She stepped directly over me allowing me to look right up her baggy shirt at her tits. Moments later I was dragging the tree to the curb all while cooling off my raging hard on. When I entered the house again I grabbed a seat while they continued packing the loose items in bubble wrap and totes. The MIL noticed where I was seated and adjusted her position so that she would be opposite me. I don't know how many times in that hour she bent forward allowing her tits to hang freely and sway side to side as she moved around.

    I'm not sure what to do if anything...

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  • — My Family —
    Bi-Sexual Male / 18

    I just turned 18 three months ago. I've been dating a much older woman for the last 5 years. She's 47 now. Last month we got married. So if yo do the math you will see I was 13 and she was 42 when we first got together. I met her when she bought the house two doors down from where I lived became friends with my parents. A few months after that she offered me a part time job. But what she really wanted was me. She gave me my first blow job, took my virginity, taught me how to eat her out and even gave me my first real kiss. I was in love and in lust immediately.

    My parents discovered our relationship when I was 15. At first they wanted to go to the police but I begged them not to and it was mostly my mom who didn't want me dating her. Dad thought she was hot and ended up congratulating me for scoring an older woman.

    Karen also gave me an allowance of $100 a week which isn't too bad for a teenager. When I told her I wanted to go get a job she said that would mean less time with her so she just started to give me an allowance which kind of made me feel like a hooker but I didn't mind and in fact that was kind of a turn on.

    So last month we got married and we went on a two week honeymoon to Hawaii during Xmas vacation. This summer right after I graduate we are going to Europe for six weeks. She wants to fuck me at the top of the Eiffel tower, in the Louvre, in front of Buckingham Palace and inside St. Peter's in Rome. She likes to fuck me in public places. On our honeymoon we fucked on the beach several times, on a sport fishing boat and in the restaurant at our hotel. She is a bit wild sexually but that is part of why I love her.

    O.K. so here is a bizarre twist. Last week she told me she wants me to have sex with her 31 year old daughter, my step daughter, who has agreed to become a surrogate mother so we can have children. She will live with us until the baby is weened and then we will raise the kid as ours. Don't get me wrong, I love her daughter, she is very pretty, but not nearly as hot as her mother. I guess I've always preferred much older women. But I don't really mind too much. I fucked her for the first time last night while her mother sat there on the bed playing with her daughter's tits while she masturbated. Now that was hot. I especially liked when my wife sat on my mouth while her daughter fucked my cock.

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  • — My Family —
    Straight Female / 55

    What I did years ago was very wrong, but at the time, it was so exciting. I had my first daughter when I turned fifteen. In family style, she had her son when she turned seventeen. That made her son, Sam, 32 years younger than me. Fast forward to when Sam was fifteen. He was an athlete. His body was amazing and he was very attractive. What I liked most was his body.

    My daughter had a pool. Sam had girls over to swim. Sometimes I would go over to swim or just watch. What I noticed is that the girls were trying to get Samâs attention in various ways, most wore skimpy bikinis or would bounce their boobs around him and so on. My daughter and I would watch and comment how obvious it was. After observing several times, I commented that he doesnât pay any attention to the girls. This caused the girls to do more. I asked my daughter if Sam was gay as he didnât seem to care what the girls were doing. She laughed and said he was very much into girls. She went on to say that she caught Sam having sex with one of the girls in the middle of the day. There were several girls swimming and Sam and one of the girls went outside of the pool and were having sex in the yard. She walked around the yard and found them. They had a talk and she began buying him condoms. She said he wasnât bashful about asking for more condoms and he was averaging using three to four condoms a week.

    Sam came to my house one weekend when his mother was out of town. That night two girls came over. Sam and the girls sat on my front porch talking late into the night. I went to bed, but got up around midnight to see only one girl was on the porch. Sam and the other girl werenât there. As I looked out a few windows, I saw what looked like two people laying on the grass in the backyard. Unable to see for sure, I got the binoculars and was able to at least determine they were having sex. They finished, got up and dressed. The next day I asked Sam during breakfast if he was tired. He said he did stay up too late, but I clarified by saying I saw him laying down in the grass in the backyard. He was shocked, but I just smiled.

    This is when I began acting very inappropriately. Knowing how Sam was and the fact of his body did excite me, I began doing things I shouldnât. It started out walking around in a bra and panties, to wearing just a towel to wearing sexy or see thru nighties. It excited me so much. What surprised me was that Sam would watch me and was obviously trying to get a good look. This was surprising because I watched women with tighter bodies and firmer breasts not able to get Sam to pay attention. Knowing this just intensified my actions.

    One day Sam came over to help me around the house. I claimed by back was sore and asked if Sam would rub my back. He agreed, so I had him sit on the couch. I had my back toward him when I took off my shirt. He began rubbing my back as I sat in front of him. As I hoped, he told me my bra was in the way. Without hesitation, I told him to take it off. His hands were shaking as he took off my bra. As he rubbed my back, his hands were trembling. He did a poor job, but it was because he was shaking so bad. Just to have a little fun, I stood up, and put my arm in front of my nipples. My breasts were very large and my nipples pointed south, so a lot of my breasts were exposed. As I looked at Sam and thanked him, his mouth was wide open in total shock. This simply excited me more.

    A few weeks later I let Sam know I was going to come over to swim. As hoped, he didnât have over any friends. We were in the pool together talking when I told him I was moving some boxes the day before, which was a total lie, and my back was sore. He scolded me telling me to let him know and he would come over anytime. Sam offered to rub my back while in the pool. I rested my head on my hands on the edge of the pool. My swimsuit was a one piece, but the back was totally open. With an open back, San was able to easily rub my back, but to my pleasure, he claimed the swimsuit was in the way. I told him it was fine and I would be ok. But, he was persistent as he told me we could go inside and I could lower my swimsuit to allow him to do a good job. Knowing he wanted to, I kept saying it was fine, but he wouldnât take no for an answer. Finally, I gave in. We sat outside to dry off. Once we were dry, we went inside and Sam sat on the couch. With my back toward him, I took off the swimsuit down to where most of my ass was exposed before I sat down. Sam rubbed my back for almost an
    hour. He didnât want to stop. This time I stood up and turned around with my breasts fully exposed and let Sam get a good look as I slowly put my swimsuit on. His mouth was open and his eyes were about to bug out of his head. This was wrong, but it made me feel so good all over.

    Over the next few months Sam would call me asking if I needed any help around the house. Each time I said no. At first I was doing it just to tease him, but over time, I began to regret what I had done. Sam kept calling and I kept saying no. By this time, Christmas was a few weeks away. I was going shopping and Sam convinced his mom to have me take him shopping. As we shopped, he begged and begged me to let him spend the night. Repeatedly he said he would give me a back rub. As I told him no, he finally said he promised the back rub would be the best ever. Of course this got me to thinking and soon enough, I relented and let him come over. On the one hand, I wanted to let him do it, but on the other, I realized this was beyond wrong.

    Several hours later we ended up at my house. We ate supper while we were out, so I told Sam I was going to take a shower and lay in bed to watch tv. He was obviously agitated and said that he was going to rub my back. Now I wanted to have some fun. I sat in front of him with my blouse still on. He told me to take it off. I refused. He began rubbing my back, but claimed he could do a good job. I relented, but left on my bra. Again, he claimed it wouldnât work right. I let him take off my bra. I was very relaxed and looking forward to this back rub. This time as he was rubbing my back, he began moving his hands to my sides and was reaching to my breasts. I thought about saying something, but decided to let him go. Within fifteen minutes, he was no longer rubbing my back, but only my sides and mainly my breasts. This is when I leaned back against him. He took this as a sign to have his way with me. Now he was rubbing my breasts and focusing on my nipples. He was a little rough with my breasts and pinching my nipples. It didnât feel the best, but I let him have fun.

    Sorry it was so long of a story. That is all I feel comfortable confessing at this time. I will leave my confession at this. Rubbing my breasts was only the beginning. I opened to more and opened my legs as well. ð

    #38760 — Comments (1) — Jan 9, 2018 at 3:02 PM — That's Juicy! (10) Remove This.
  • — My Family —
    Straight Female / 25

    My sister Nina and I are close to the same age. We have a third sister, Pam, who is eight years older and she married when Nina and I were in Junior High. Her husband, Mark, is a history teacher but not in our school. He's very handsome and in their early few years of marriage they lived in our house. Nina and I could hear them having sex almost daily from the next bedroom to ours, We used to go nuts listening, usually improving it by placing drinking glasses between the wall and our ears.

    One day, when we knew they were going to fuck, Nina brought two cucumbers from the kitchen and that night we both broke our hymens together but after that we would fuck ourselves with mail order dildos at the same time and sometimes come with Mark and Pam. They never found out about it. By the time we started fucking boys we were ready and then some.

    #38755 — Comments (0) — Jan 9, 2018 at 12:06 PM — That's Juicy! (5) Remove This.
  • — My Family —
    Straight Male / 20

    Caught my aunt Jessica having sex with a guy who wasn't her husband eighteen months back. I'd gone round to collect a sports bag I'd left there after training two days earlier, and found her taking this guys cock from behind. She tried to make out it was all innocent and that it would only cause trouble if I told my uncle. The fact was I already knew my moms youngest sister was and is a slut, so I just said "Yeh whatever". That same night she text me and pleaded with me not to say anything, then text "Call by tomorrow and I'll make it up to you".
    I was round at midday knowing her husband was out playing golf. After practically stripping then dragging me into the shower, Jessica dropped down and sucked on my cock for a hell of a long time. Then standing up with my cock aching to be inside of her, she turned around and said "Fuck any hole you want". I was so turned on and had never before had anal sex, so without even thinking about it, I rammed my cock up my aunts asshole and loved the tight feeling of her ass surrounding my dick.
    We fucked and fucked and fucked some more. Going from the shower to her and my uncles bedroom. In those two hours, I learned more from my aunt than I did from all of previous girlfriends put together.
    And it's carried on right to this day. Jessica told me, whether she was just trying to please or not, that I was one of her best ever fucks. And since then my aunt and I have had sex pretty much two to three times a week since. It would be more, only her husband has changed his job recently and he often now works from home. Even so we still find time when he plays golf, or when she visits her sisters each week.

    #38752 — Comments (2) — Jan 9, 2018 at 11:23 AM — That's Juicy! (11) Remove This.
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