Not only lust, I wanted to open up sexually and try out some of my darkest desires on him, these too had become more intense after the change… darker and more vivid in my imagination. While my husband was away, Zak was staying for a week in the spare room. Waiting outside for what seemed like an eternity I held my nerve, opened the door and walked in anyway. He looked up in surprise when I walked in but made no attempt to hide his body, he just smiled that half smile of his and carried on dressing. He was sitting on the end of the bed pulling a pair of tight pvc trousers over his knees. I quickly scanned his body, his smooth white thighs… oh, those thighs! Zak put his feet on the floor and stood up, he wriggled his hips whilst pulling the pvc upwards, I could see he was wearing pvc underwear too — a sharp V separated his thighs and arced upwards high over his hips and around his waist. It felt very wrong and for a moment decided I would never want to see Zak like that again — put it passed. All day my thoughts returned to that moment when Zak stood up. My nipples felt hard inside my bra and I was tingling between my legs, my panties felt too tight and damp.
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Home Stories Submit Login Search. Welcome to Read Indian Sex Stories - here you will find some of the best Indian sex stories and the hottest sex fantasies that will make you cum. Our readers regularly share their most erotic experiences with us and you can too by submitting yours. We hope you enjoy your visit and can keep satisfying you with the best sex stories. Impregnated by My Nephew - Pt. Though many leave us with a sour impression, many a times though unwanted, they throw up surprises that even leave you spell bound. This is my experience, which I had experienced in my weak moment, but had now turned out beautifully. You may call it incest or a swap; but who are we to challenge nature and the lust it erupts in us? I am Seema, married to Ashok, who is 34 years.
While I knew that such feelings are not normal for a nephew to have about his aunt, I was helpless in controlling my feelings. Her great smell, her cute face, her perfect hips and her great tits always kept me interested in her. Jane was petite, and at 44 she maintained a shape that would make a twenty-four year old jealous. Jane had been married three times and never had any children. She seemed to have a knack for picking losers.
I have since moved on, but I do still think about her. Not just the sex but the dirty little things that transpired between us before we actually had sex. My parents were in the middle of a divorce and they decided it was best for me to stay with my aunt Joanne during those tough times. I had no idea what my parents were going through at the time. They just told me that they were going on a cruise and I was to stay with Joanne for the summer. She had a great house and a huge pool. She was different from all of my other aunts and uncles, probably because she was single and a bit on the loony side. My dad once told me that she was crazy because she burned all of her brain cells when young. At the time I had no clue what he was talking about. Read Story.