hey all

can you help me to find a reality incest site ??? like all people share family pics and videos ..

PS:in real life i fucking hate incest .. but when i watch it its turn me on

My mother and father were broken up before I was born and my mother's hatred for him was so great she did everything she could to keep me from knowing him. It wasn't until the courts stepped in at age 13 that I ever had any contact with him. This was also when I found out I had a 9 year old sister. Even though she's technically my "half" sister we never split hairs or any of that, we've always just been brother and sister, fuck the half bullshit.

Having spent the first thirteen years of my life not knowing I had a sister it was strange meeting her for the first time. My brain didn't connect the dots that this was blood to me and all I could think about was the cute little blonde girl who lived with my dad. Over a little bit of time as we got to know each other we began to goof around and play like brothers and sisters do. One of the ways we played was wrestling around a bit. One of our female cousins (a cute, chubby redhead) began joining in on the wrestling. My father and his brother were both a couple of grade A perverts, something I think rubbed off in the family DNA because at some point in time the wrestling game became a game of the girls trying to get to my junk. I would valiantly fight them off but on a couple occasions they managed to sneak a peek at my package. It only became worse the day they realized they were making me hard, causing them to double up on their efforts. Knowing they were turning me on seemed to give them a charge and a twinkle in their eyes. Although I never did manage to get a peek at any of my cousin's goodies I was lucky enough one day to pull my sister's top enough to get a full on view of her budding little boobies in all their naked glory. This is an image that has burned in my mind ever since.

Many of my adolescent masturbatory fantasies involved my sister and cousin. If they only knew how badly I wanted to put my cousin's round fat ass in the air and pummel her pussy while she licked my sister to an earth shattering orgasm...or how badly I wanted to lick sis to an earth shattering orgasm myself...

At the time I didn't know what to make of my feelings towards my sister. I just knew they were considered "taboo" and I couldn't speak of them to anybody. I also noticed as much as I wanted to bang our cousin hard, my threesome fantasies became one on one fantasies with cuz being the odd girl out. It wasn't a matter anymore of just wanting to fuck my sister, I wanted to make love to her. I wanted to hold her, caress her, kiss her, do all the things with her a romantic couple would do together. I secretly wanted her to be my girlfriend.

Only three short years after meeting my sister I was moved away to another state to be near other family who was living there. It would be another three years before I saw my sister again, sadly, at our father's funeral. By this time I was 19 and she was 15. Something I've always remembered from that time is seeing her standing in the lobby of the hall where the after funeral gathering was held. As I walked into the building she was standing there, alone, trying hard to be strong. Even under the circumstances I couldn't help but think how stunningly beautiful she looked. Knowing how badly she was hurting I wanted to take her in my arms and comfort her, the way a husband might comfort his wife. I settled for a simple brother to sister hug.

Shortly after that we lost track of each other. My stepmother and I never had the greatest relationship so I wasn't very much of a priority to her. She especially couldn't be bothered with me living in another state. I re-entered my sister's life a few years ago when I started wondering whatever happened to her and went searching for her online. I found a couple Facebook profiles that might have been her but I couldn't be sure because there were no pictures visible. Finally I found a profile that did have pictures and lo and behold, it was my long lost sister. A few years older, but still as hot as ever. I learned she now has three kids, the youngest and oldest being boys with a daughter in the middle. The daughter is damn near the spitting image of her grandmother, who despite our rocky relationship had the kind of body that made me fully understand why my father wanted to bang her.

During some of our conversations since being back in touch with each other my sister managed to rekindle a lot of what I felt when we were kids. One of the things she did in the beginning really had my head twisted around though. She would make comments to me that had sexual overtones, the kind of comments a woman would make to a guy she wanted to tease but certainly not to her brother, right? Being intrigued by the thought of my sister flirting with me and the possibility of some long standing fantasies becoming reality I would try to give her carefully crafted answers that could be taken as either naughty or innocent, depending on which way her responses drifted. Many times after fanning the flames she would respond with something like "EWWWW, INCEST!" after which I would explain the "innocent" version of my comment and ask her why she was the one thinking dirty like that. In the meantime I was a walking hard on thinking about the dirty ways my sister's comments to me could be taken and how many dirty ways I could take my sister. Just to make sure it wasn't me reading what I wanted to be into her comments I forwarded some of her text messages to a female friend who was well informed about my lust for sis. Even my friend said my sister's comments sounded more to her like she was trying to feel me out for a fuck instead of innocently talking to her brother. Over time the teasing comments died down, but just recently she did make a veiled comment about where her mind goes, hinting that her thoughts weren't very innocent.

Over the past several months my thoughts about my sister have increased. A lot of this is due to the fact that I'm now living near her again. Very recently I had the opportunity to see her again for the first time in about 20 years. As always she looked absolutely delicious. I couldn't help but run my eyes up and down her curves when she first stepped into my view. I also couldn't help but notice her "budding little boobies" are now far beyond budding and much larger than I remember them being at 15! I finally got to meet my nephews and niece in person and saw first hand that my niece has a body built for fucking that none of her pictures do justice to. Just what I need, another family member to have filthy incestual fantasies about lol

My fantasies of sis have never stopped, but since we've been back in contact they've become more frequent again and been infiltrated by the new details of her life. I find myself daydreaming about catching her oldest son fucking her and blackmailing her to let me join. I've fantasized about catching her sucking her daughter's juicy little twat, and I've even joined the two together and fantasized about catching her son fucking her while she goes deep sea pearl diving with her daughter. My number one fantasy about her though has nothing to do with anybody else, just me and her. If I could live any fantasy I wanted with my sister it would be to take her out on a dirty date in public. In my daydreams we go out for dinner, maybe a movie, and end up someplace like a bar or some other type of "adult entertainment" establishment. Nobody around us knows we're brother and sister. Nobody would even imagine we're related watching us carry on like a real couple instead of siblings. I'd have her sitting in my lap, grinding her ass against my cock while I kiss her, nibble on her neck, and sneak a rub between her legs every now and then, checking to see how much wetter her panties are than the last time I checked. I've had two different endings to the fantasy, the first being that our evening would end in a motel room, so turned on by the thought of playing with each other as brother and sister in front of an unsuspecting audience that we rip each other's clothes off as soon as the door is shut behind us and spend the rest of the night sucking and fucking each other's brains out like we really are boyfriend and girlfriend. The other ending to this fantasy is that we end up in a secluded corner surrounded by a bunch of horny boys and girls watching us fuck for them, cheering us on, having no clue they're watching a real life brother/sister show.

Although realistically I don't ever see anything happening between us I still have a part of my mind that holds out hope, given the teasing she did early on in our online reunion, and my friend's opinion that my sister is interested but afraid to follow through. I've only seen my sister once since I've been near her again and I really want to spend more time with her, but honestly, I'm afraid of what might happen if my friend is right and she really does harbor some of the same desires towards me that I do towards her. Right now it's only fantasy, but I know if by some twisted stroke of fate anything ever should happen, once we cross that line we'll never be able to come back. I also know if she ever does try to cross that line with me I'm going to do very little, if anything at all, to stop her.

Call it a rant if you will... but why is it when I'm looking for "good" incest porn I either find horribly acted "storytelling" or snippets of poorly produced footage of ambiguous nature to say the least? I
I swear, I get about a minute into any of the "story" type incest vids and I have to find something else! They ate so bad, they actually have the opposite effect for me. Total turn off. Then there are the "amateur" clips, those are better to some degree because at least I can suspend disbelief for a few minutes, but with ZERO context, no dialogue, nothing to glue it all together...might as well be watching regular porn with the sound off. That reminds me... if you decide to record a video of you and a family member getting sexy (and please do) turn off the TV blaring in the background. If someone can point me towards some REAL incest vids that are clearly family, that speak English, that are someone we'd actually want to see fucking etc..please do.
Rant Completet.

I am very proud of my confession today and I don't give a damn if anyone says it's fake, I'm just bragging and I get to enjoy it whether or not you believe. Last night I started an incestuous family.

A couple years ago i started fucking my best friends mother. She was a major MILF who was very eager to get a 21 year old cock inside her. But lately she has been worried about her son and daughter finding out so we hadn't done it in a while.

Over this past weekend I had her son over at my place and we started talking about girlfriends, he claimed I was still a virgin so I proved him wrong by showing him my picture collection of my last girlfriend (no not his mom, I have no pictures of her). He then confessed that he was a complete virgin and had never even been sucked before. I was bi, he was clearly hard, after a little convincing I was swallowing down his cock. After that he did me and he told me he knew about me and his mom. I panicked but it turns out he thought it was really hot. So I said we should talk about this with her and he agreed.

This brings us to last night. With his sister at work we had a very serious conversation in which my friend gave us his blessing to continue fucking. He even said we should do it now while his sister was away. Which is when I asked him to join us. They both froze so I went on to say that she was in menopause, the only real problem with incest is inbreeding, etc etc. His mother was shocked but there must have been something there because all it took was a little fondling between the three of us and next thing we knew it we were all in bed.

Then his mother had to go pick up his sister and I left. I am almost tempted to find a way to bring the sister in but I think that may be pushing things.

Why am I on this site? It's a valid question! In examining myself about that question, I find that I have a need to see and hear people engaged in very consensual sex! It's not a new thing for me. I've ALWAYS had that need for as far back in my life as I can remember.

However, like most people, I tend to be attracted to specific themes. Incest is the theme I gravitate toward more than any other.

Real, consensual, incest makes me feel wonderful! Fathers and daughters, mothers and sons, brothers and sisters, etc... I love it!

What I find more satisfying is when the entire family is fully involved sexually and no condoms are used and the men do not pull out when they cum! Whether it's a daddy filling his daughter's pussy or a son filling his mother's pussy, that is how it should always be!

I confess I'm a sick perverted fuck... I confess i masturbated to my best friends sister's panties couple of time, in fact multiple times and jerk off to incest at the same time and imagine she was my sister or some type of family member of mine. She's a real hottie too, I wouldn't have two doubts that her brother already been filling her cunt with his brother's cum. God whats wrong with me...

I’ve got a hot cousin and I didn’t know it till our grandma died.

My family wasn't close with the other relatives. They lived 12 hours away, across a lot of states. Snow dumped on us every year, much like how my mom’s siblings used to dump on her as kids, and they were basking in the sun complaining of freezing fingers when it’s sweatshirt weather, you know? We visited my grandparents' at Christmas every year and if the schedules coincided, I’d see a few relatives. I don’t know most of their names. I’ve got 30 cousins including wives and second cousins (that’s the kid of a cousin, right?).

So after my grandma was done fighting cancer, we had a funeral. It was really sad and I don’t mean to cheapen the sentiment with literotica, but this was the first time I saw many of my cousins and learned a lot of names that I’ve forgotten since. But not Arya’s.

Arya is not her real name. I’m a Game of Thrones fan and GoT has a bit of incest and Arya’s my favorite character and so why not call my hot cousin Arya? It’s kind of close to her actual name. I’ll be changing everyone’s names to whatever, but Arya gets a special explanation for hers. She deserves it.

I drove the 3 hours from college to my parent’s then another 5 to my grandparents’ town. I was a mess. It hadn’t hit emotionally, but I was low energy in the midst of studying for finals next week and this was the first funeral I’d been to since I was 8 and went in my spiderman pajamas. Basically I didn’t have funeral clothes.

When we showed up, I was in a dark shirt and jeans, looking somber, till a relative I didn’t know, this fat bustling aunt in a floral print shirt, came up to hug my mom then my dad then me. She knew me! “Oh, James,” she said as she smothered me. “You’re so big now.” She was warm and friendly so I put on a big smile as I said, “Hi…”

Luckily my mom saved me and said, “I’m going to talk to your Aunt Sarah. Will you go put our coats down?”

My relatives are country folk living in the South. They’ve all got that accent. I’m more of a city guy. And I felt a little uncomfortable, maybe superior in my arrogance, around these bumpkins. And I’m generally shy.

So I sat in the fold out metal chairs with my parents’ coats and just kind of looked around, uncomfortable, and checked my phone. My college girlfriend had recently decided we were better friends than anything else. Which was fine and all, but well, I didn’t want to text her about this. It’d probably guilt her into some comfort sexting, but I wasn’t feeling so bold at the time. Now years later, well, different story. I think I just opened Angry Birds and played a few games while sitting in front of the closed casket. It was adorned with a wreath and there was a corkboard of photos of her at all ages, though most were her as Grandma. And a group of people I didn’t recognize examined the photos, blocking my view. They were dressed appropriately in dark suits or dresses.

The group came over and asked who I was and asked if I was so-and-so’s kid and I was and I asked who they were and who their parents were and all that. It was three girls and two guys. One of the girls and both guys were my cousins, and you could see the family resemblance, round-face, curly hair, pudgy, and the other girls were their dates. I didn’t know anyone brought dates to a wake. But I felt okay again having checked out the ladies’ asses, though one had been my cousin’s.

We talked for a little bit about the last time I saw them. A Christmas when we were kids, though one swore it was Thanksgiving but I told him, “No, no, we always have Thanksgiving at home.”

That kind of turned them off.

We were the family that never visited. All of them lived near my grandparents, and when my grandma got sick, all pitched in. All my family did was offer to pay bills till it got to the end then Mom came for a visit.

Anyway, they walked away to talk to other cousins.

I was in my early 20s and so were those cousins, but we had older ones. And this man in his 30s with curly hair and a little extra fat especially on his cheeks entered with this stunning blonde, I assumed he was my cousin.

Oh no.

They came up the corkboard, attached one of their photos, and I introduced myself and asked him who he was related to.

He was this bumbling guy. “Well, her. Ha, ha. I mean, we’re in a relationship—married, so I guess her.”

The stunning woman in this tight black dress that was strapless and squeezed her breasts so the pendant of her silver necklace rested in her sun-kissed cleavage complete with tanlines from a bikini laughed and said, “I’m Dana’s daughter. Arya.”

Dana was the oldest of my mom’s siblings and had gotten pregnant in high school, or maybe right after.

“Who are you?” she asked.

I told her and she said, “Oh! Remember when I was testing my make-up on you? Why is that so fun to do to little boys tied up? God, I must’ve been in high school then and you were maybe in Kindergarten?”

“I think I’m repressing that memory,” I told her.

“Aw, was it that traumatizing? You were crying…”

“You know kids. Always crying till someone kisses it better.”

“I tried that!” She didn’t have an accent. That awful Southern rural accent. Sorry, but you’re talking like Huck Finn, it’s hard to sound educated. It drives me nuts. But she had shed hers.

“You’d think I’d remember that.” I was smiling a lot. You know when you meet someone and it just clicks and you want it to click because hey, they’re hot? That’s how it was and because I had no relationship with her prior, ogling her, flirting a little, smiling like an idiot didn’t feel wrong. But doing all of that at a wake for our grandma did. “It’s too bad about Grandma,” I said.

She hugged me. I hugged back. Then her husband joined in and it got uncomfortable.

My parents came round and said, “Sorry about his clothes. He’s fresh from college—second year half way done! And he grew out of all his dress clothes.”

Arya volunteered to take me. “I don’t know where I’m going or anything, but I’ll get him looking spiffy. We can catch up.”

When we got in her car, a used Lincoln, probably fancy a decade ago but now all it boasted was a large backseat and seat warmers, she let her hair down from its tie. “Oh god thank you for coming under dressed. We’re just going to cruise for a bit because I can’t be in there mingling with Tom, Dick, Harry, whatever their names are. Right after high school, I got a scholarship to Florida and never wanted to go back. All those hick accents!”

“Yeah!” I said. “Like Huckleberry Finn!”

“Sure…”

“You know, Tom Sawyer. Deep Missouri Valley country hick accent. Sorry, I’m an English major.”

“And you’re smart! You are the blessing of this trip. I don’t really read so no clue what you’re talking about but keep talking. It’s helping me unclench for the first time since hearing I’d have to come.”

So we talked in the car about how awful the family was, the cousins, aunts, uncles, their divorces. She knew a lot of scandals I hadn’t heard like one of our uncles was in prison for a sexual offense, but even she didn’t know what. He wasn’t here today. Another was a junkie, in and out of rehab. Then we got to grandma and grandpa and both agreed they were the only good parts of the family.

“Other than us, of course,” I said.

“You’re definitely a blessing.”

“And blessed to be in this car.” I meant to imply with her more strongly, but something snapped me out of the flirty attitude, and I added, “Away from them.”

She smiled at me and we got quiet for a bit and she turned on the radio as we drove through the small town. It was near Christmas. Decorations were up. There wasn’t any snow. I told her we got like two feet last week and still had classes. She asked where I went to college. I told her to visit any time she wanted. I found out she was a helicopter medical evac personnel. She didn’t fly the helicopter, but she was the nurse or paramedic in back treating whomever.

Finally we got to a shop that sold suits and dresses. One stop fancy shopping. I had my mom’s credit card, but I didn’t think she intended to get me a full-on suit. It’d be my first. But Arya told me we were just getting the off-the-rack stuff. It wouldn’t be too much.

So I tried on some things she picked out and I came out of the dressing room still doing up my belt because the pants were too wide at the waist and were just sliding down off and dragging on under the heels of the dress shoes. We looked at how deflated I looked in the mirror.

“Get those off and we’ll get you the next size down.” She rolled down the waist to see the tag and what size they were. “I’ll bring you the next ones.”

I went back in the dressing room and took them off. I was just in my boxers and undershirt when she came in. Just barged on in through the swinging doors. I tried being natural about it, like I wasn’t uncomfortable or having dirty thoughts, but then she whipped out the measuring tape. “Put these on.” I did and she started measuring my seams. The outer one first. She told me to stop fidgeting as she was on her knees touching my thigh. Then the inner seem. “I used to work in one of these suit shops during college. The way we measured our special customers was to do the right in-seam, then cup *it* and move it over and measure the other side.” She laughed at the joke (I think she was kidding) and I thought about our dead grandmother so I wouldn’t twitch beneath the pants.

Then she helped me on the shirt and I buttoned all but the top two. She looked at it and buttoned them both, then unbuttoned the top. It was a little too big so she told me to get it off and before it was off, she starts pressing up against me trying to get at the tag in the collar to see the neck size. I think it was like 17 ¾.

She came back with a smaller shirt for me and a few dresses for her. They were a little more modest than the little black dress she had squeezed into. “I’m almost as unprepared for funerals as you. I bought this for a dinner party and a self-esteem boost. Sometimes you pay extra for that.”

I was shirtless and she was looking at herself in the mirror, checking herself out, and I was thinking she shouldn’t need to pay for it looking like she does.

Curvy and sun-kissed and blonde and tall and just perfect. The kind of girl you get a crush on even if you’ve just met her and found out she’s your cousin.

And I felt her back against me. “Oh sorry,” she said. Right against my crotch. With that perfect ass.

I couldn’t help it! I might have rubbed up against her a little with my erection.

“Is that what I think it is?” she said, laughing nervously but not moving away.

“Sorry.” I also stayed there.

“No, thank you for the compliment. Okay, I’m going to try these on now.”

I stayed, confused, horny, hopeful.

“Wait out there? I’ll be real quick.”

Damn. So I sat in the chair outside, hoping it’d subside, when she came out and we paid for everything and got in her car and left.

I was feeling pretty embarrassed that I’d “made a move.” Yeah that was the best move I had. Pressing against her like it was an accident, but both of us probably knowing it wasn’t. She knew. She kicked me out as she changed. She didn’t even try them on for me or any other little hints. The drive back was quiet. Awkward.

And when the funeral home was in sight, we pulled off onto a dirt road. This was a farming town with a lot of forests and field entrances and just places that a high schooler might go with his girl to makeout. She pulled into the dead end where we were covered in shade, just past a bend so we could hear trucks drive past on the main road, but not see them.

“Okay, we better do this before getting there,” she said.

My hope was restored.

Then she added, “Get changed.”

Hope tarnished.

“50 people talking about the dead, suddenly sad, rushing to the bathrooms. There’s no way we could change there. And wouldn’t want to do it in the parking lot where someone would see.”

“Sure, a relative seeing would be awkward,” I said.

“Yeah?” she said laughing.

“Yeah…”

“Then let’s make it awkward.”

I don’t know what she was thinking or what she imagined would come of it or what I should’ve done, but she stripped off that top awful fast. Let those breasts loose. No bra. A black thong. And I stared and she stared back and I started getting my shirt off and pants and I reached for my new clothes but she pulled something from her bag. New boxer-briefs. Real tight ones. She just threw them at me. Once I was naked she looked at me, erect, then stared me in the eyes. She was still naked except for that thong. I don’t want to forget the shape of her breasts, the size, how the tan-lines colored them, how they jiggled, her ass, the birthmark or any of that, but that was years ago. Details fade, get edited. I think her tits are bigger in my head now.

But her devilish smile. I can’t forget that.

Finally, she said, “Let’s get those clothes on. They’ll be calling soon, wondering if we ditched.”

And it was over. She dressed. I got a little peek at that booty, but not much, and when we went in for the wake, her dressed more modestly, my erection hidden till we got to the service and it died down. My mom and her siblings and my grandfather gave their eulogies and I cried and we buried grandma. Then we all went to lunch at some diner where even the table was greasy.

I wanted to sit by my cousin, but I had to sit by my parents and they wanted to sit by some fat aunt that kept asking about my future and so on.

I didn’t get to talk to my cousin till it was time to leave. “I’m serious about coming to visit. Any time you want. It’s beautiful in the fall. All the leaves changing.”

“Sure, sure,” she said.

“Or the spring is good. Tons of flowers. Ever heard of Dutch pantaloons? It might be a local name, but they make the campus smell so much better. Hides the BO and stale weed stench.”

“I’ll think about it.” God, she had to have smelled my desperation for more, but she wasn’t obliging. Fine, I can take a hint. A woman says no, you just have to let go, right?

“Have a safe trip,” I said and waved like I was leaving.

But she pulled me in for a hug, saying “You too,” then when I was pressed up against that perfect tanned body, she heaved her hot breath into my ear and said, “Think about me some time…”

Oh I have… a lot.

I've seen a lot of incest posts here, some fake, some seem more real. I thought I would post about me and my sister when we were little. I had a really fucked up childhood. My wife was upset once that I never talked about my past. This is the story I told her and now she doesn't ask anymore.

My family used to go camping a lot in the summer. Mom would stay at home, Dad would pack everything up and my older brother and sister and me would go with him. My sister usually sat up front and my brother and I would fight like brothers do in the back seat. Dad would always threaten to leave us in the woods until we straightened up. We would stay in a cabin that my dad's friend owned in Idaho near lake pend oreille. Dad worked in a gun shop so he new all these outdoorsy guys. My older brother and I would share one cot and my dad and sister would share the other. I was little enough that I never thought this was weird. My brother would always fight me for the blankets so I would usually wind up grabbing one and sleeping in the station wagon. Once my sister woke me up knocking on the car window and wanted in. She was crying and she snuggled up with me and she wouldn't tell me what was wrong. I was a pretty sensitive kid and I would usually start crying too because I knew something was wrong, but I didn't know what to do. I was like that all the time and other kids always said I was a pussy.

We all went swimming the next day. Dad told my brother and I to go swim somewhere else because we always roughhoused and he didn't like it. We went around a bend and found other kids to play with. I got the wind knocked out of me and made my way back to our car. I saw my dad inside on top of my sister naked and she was crying. She saw me looking at them and yelled for me to go away. I sat on the bank of the lake crying. My dad came out a few minutes later and spanked me with his belt and all I remember was him saying "That's for spying on me" and "Stop crying or I'll hit you harder." My bottom was bleeding and dad said as punishment I didn't get to wear my swim suit the rest of the day and I had to swim here near the car. (I figured out years later that this was so there wouldn't be any blood on my clothes when mom did the laundry.) My sister finally came out of the car and she hung out with me. Dad was keeping an eye on us both and I remember just wanting to go away and never come back.

My dad finally yelled for my brother and we got in the car and left. My brother was making fun of me all the way home because I was naked and I had to sit on a towel. My sister told him to stop and was turned around in her seat talking nice to me. When we got in the cabin dad still wouldn't let me get dressed. He inspected my but and made me bend over and he spread my butt cheeks. My sister started yelling at him to leave me alone. She pulled me out of the cabin and we ran together into the woods. My feet were cut up now and I was scared of dad. My sister took off her t-shirt and gave it to me. I think this was the first time I saw her in just a bra. We could hear my dad yelling for us and screaming that we were in trouble and he was going to teach us a lesson we'd never forget. We stayed out there until it started to get dark and cold. We were hungry but didn't go inside. We could hear my dad yelling at my brother and my brother not saying much back. My sister and I got in the car and ate some potato chips and candy, and she cleaned my feet up. We got under the blanket but neither of us could sleep. I remember my sister panicking suddenly then locking all the car doors.

She said she was sorry and I didn't know what she was talking about. She started crying and I did to. She kissed me and gave me a hug and I kissed her back. We held each other then my sister said she wanted to show me something. She pulled off her bra and showed me her tits. At least that was what I was looking at. She was actually showing me bruises on her breast where dad squeezed them. My sister pulled off her jeans and showed me bruises on her butt and she pulled off her panties and showed me a bruise above her pubic bone. Until then I didn't know that dad was doing anything to her. She got under the blanket with me and she kept kissing me and holding me and said I was the only person in the whole world she could trust. When she turned over and spooned with me she pulled my arms around her and put my hands on her breasts.

I woke up in the middle of the night because I thought I had to pee. My penis was hard and was pressing against my sister. When I moved my sister woke up too. I told her I thought I had to pee but wasn't sure and she saw my hard on. My sister said it was okay and it's just because I liked girls. When she got me to lay down again and she snuggled against me she put my penis between her butt cheeks and told me to go back to sleep. I still didn't know anything back then I was so young. She woke me up hours later and got dressed. She told me to wait in the car and not to let anyone else in. My sister came out a few minutes later with my clothes, shoes, and some food. My sister and I took off and walked down the road back to the lake. Dad and the sheriff found us hours later. Dad stared us down and we were afraid to say anything. He blamed us for ruining the trip and we all had to go home. My sister and I sat in the back seat together and my brother and dad were up front on the say back. My sister and I didn't say anything. She held my hand all the way back home and when we got home dad told us to go upstairs to our rooms and not come down except for dinner. My sister and whispered through the vent in the wall to each other and that was when she told me what dad was doing. My introduction to sex was learning that dad and my brother were raping my sister. By now I had figured out that when my dad took my sister out to the movies on saturdays he was doing the same thing. Anytime my dad did something alone with my sister and sent me and mom out of the house it was so he and my brother could rape her. I think at the time I called it beating her up. I didn't know the word rape yet.

My mom and dad had separate bedrooms. I now knew what was going on when my dad went into my sisters room to "kiss her goodnight." After I heard him walk downstairs I could count to 100 and go see my sister. She would hold me like a toy and we'd cuddle while she cried. My sister showed me the bruise on her asshole once, and she had me look at her pussy where it was red and sore. When my sister started showing me her body I was getting hard ons and she started just holding it until it went soft, or putting it between her legs or butt. One night when she was really depressed my sister came into my room in just a t-shirt, undressed me and lay down with me. She stroked me hard and was kissing me. She was grinding herself against my hip and she rolled me on my side. She curled up against me and I thought she was going to tuck my hard on in her butt cheeks again. Instead I felt slick and wetness. My sister put me inside her. She was crying the whole time and holding my hands over her breasts. She moved her hips and I think I had my first orgasm. I was still too young to cum though. I felt my sisters body shake and she pulled away from me, gave me a kiss in the mouth again and told me she was really sorry.

The next morning I was woken up by yelling. Mom was on the phone crying and dad was shaking my sister. I looked in and she was pale and there was blood on her and the bed. She tried to commit suicide. She was in the hospital for three weeks. Dad wasn't home for a while and I found out he was put in jail on suspicion or something. I guess my sister left a note but I never knew what it said, and she didn't tell me afterwards. All I know was that when Dad got home my mom had changed and she told him and my brother to get out of the house. My brother joined the army. Dad moved in with one of his gun buddies. Mom my sister and I had to go live in a tiny apartment because she was selling the house. Mom had one room and my sister and I shared the other one in one bed. Mom apologized but my sister said it was for the best.

After we got settled my sister and I were in a new school and my mom was working as a maid at a hotel. My sister and I had to pretty much take care of ourselves in the morning since mom had to be at work at 6am. My sister and I took showers together soaping and drying each other off. She taught me to kiss properly and we were making out each day before we went to school. My sister started getting us up in the mornings so we could say goodbye to mom, then she wanted to play. My sister used to be shy and reserved but now she was more aggressive and took charge. She still wouldn't talk about what dad did, but she was acting out sexually with me. We would be naked together as soon as mom left for work, and we'd fool around until we had to shower and get ready for school. My sister held me down and tickled me one morning and said she wouldn't stop until I begged her to. She was sitting on my penis and moving her hips around. I got hard and she slipped it inside her. She hadn't done anything like this since her suicide attempt and I asked her if she was going away. She said, "No, I just like to make you happy." After that we were having sex every morning that mom had to work.

I never thought about it until about three years later but my sister never got pregnant. I found out from her later that dad messed her up inside. She got pregnant when she was 12 and dad used the handle of a wooden spoon inside her to make sure she would never get pregnant again. She told me she is literally scarred for life inside.

Anyway my sister and I got older, my brother got out of the army and went up to Alaska to live. He turned out to be gay. My dad died living with a much younger woman who creepily looked at lot like my sister. Mom went kinda crazy and wound up living in an adult home until she died.

My sister and I stayed together throughout the time I went to college. She went off and found religion and I moved to the coast. My sister and I talked about once a month, then that changed to once a year. We stopped talking after she found God because she would get angry on the phone and would vent her frustration on me because Dad wasn't here anymore. We finally stopped talking to each other after she started demanding that I start going to church and make up for my sins.

So this is not your normal incest story. My sister was scared and frustrated and acted out with me because I was safe. We had a loving relationship with each other for 10 years, then everything started to fall apart when we moved apart. I don't have any guilty thoughts at all about it. I just wish my sister felt the same.

So two of my cousins came from Arkansas to a certain popular east coast city to hang out with their me and do it big. One boy 19, and my favorite cousin of all, a 16 (at the time) year old knockout. I'm black, my family's black. Her mom and dad, though light-skinned are black. Somehow though, through some magical force of god, she turned out as a white girl with black girl features. Green/hazel eyes, brunette hair, phat ass, nice body, perky c cups, great legs. Now I'd never had any feelings of lust toward her despite the fact I KNEW she looked good. However, the liquor has a way of bringing things out. Not 2 days into her visit I procured some booze and all 3 of us got to varying stages of inebreation. Me being a big guy, was fairly buzzed, my girl cousin, lets call her kayla, was drunk off her ass, and the guy? Blacked out.

Kayla and I had a deep conversation that night, while boycousin(lets call him Jay)was snoring loudly but soundly on the adjacent couch. In our youth, horny and hormone crazed, we always ended back on the same topic. Who she fucked, who I fucked, how she liked to be touched, what made me cum the hardest. In spite of my previous disinterest in incest, My dick was rock hard after 30 minutes of this and I was looking at my cousin for the first time as a woman.

I leaned back realll low like I was overly relaxed, making my raging hard on the tallest thing on my body. She stared at it, laughed, and asked if she could see it. In the words of Dave Chappell: GOT YA BITCH!

Seconds later, her tongue was flicking against the head of my cock as she played with my balls. She licked up and down the shaft, took it all in her mouth, squeezed the base of my cock, everything that I noticed, I told her I loved not 20 minutes previous; and when she sucked on the little junction where cock meets balls...well...Pina Colada anyone?

I returned the favor, sucking on what is to this day the sweetest pussy I've ever had. I kissed her clit, ran my tongue around her ass, nibbled on her inner thigh, you know, real romantic shit. My face looked like a glazed doughnut when I was finished.

Being in a state of less than sound reasoning, I slipped my newly rehardened dick straight into her pussy, no condom. Folks, I might as well have stuck my dick in an oven. It was hot enough to burn, and I just couldn't hold back. I threw her legs over my shoulder, and pounded my dick in at a slight downward angle. Her eyes rolled to the back of her head and her mouth opened in a comical, silent O. I slid out and rammed it back in, and all of a sudden, my thigh area was covered in juice.

I was far from done, and I gave her another 2 orgasms before I had to pull out. I covered her tits, which unfortunately, I never found out if she would have liked because her head lopped to the side and she fell asleep.

I wipped the cum off her and dressed her (it's such a sad thing to have to do. It's like watching a magician reset his tricks)and went to my room. The orgasm I had knocked me back to my senses and I was shitting myself. What was she gonna say in the morning?

Turns out nothing. To this day, we haven't talked about the incident. In fact, we're closer than ever. We talk about once every two weeks or so, we sleep in the same bed when she comes over, and she'll even tell me a bit about her..experiences..whenever she feels she's got a good one.

It's as if she doesn't know, but I'm sure she does. She blushes every time I walk into the room, she gets suspiciously quiet when I tell her about MY adventures over the phone, and if I ask her if she wants to get drunk, the look she gives me is unmistakably "don't tempt me"

I swear upon all that you or I hold dear that this story is 100% true or kiss my sherries.

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26/m from az here. I'm into incest and anything else family related (no scat or snuff) and anything else where it involves me naked. Looking for someone to chat with about our real life experiences, maybe meet and have fun if it could get to that point.

I've been struggling with the dynamics of two evils. One, my own, the other, that of an x-co-worker. I'm the live and let live type, just a cowardly drunk doing time on the planet, yet my sexual tastes have led me into many dark situations. Shemales, beast,incest and underage to name a few. I'm no saint and like most people I will rot in the ground someday and deserve it!
But now for my "buddy". He came across as a nice guy at first, clean cut, hard working, engaging. But in a few short weeks he began to expose his real side to me, like he was doing me a favor by being my friend. He was a racist, a drug dealer, a petty thief and a con man who exploited everyone he knew to his own advantage. I didn't know whether to laugh or puke the day I watched him threaten someone over the phone as he calmly trimmed his Christmas tree. He soon informed me that I was to start doing him favors or things could get bad. He was a real snake, but to outsmart a snake you need to think like a weasel! So over a period of time I pretended to admire him. I praised him often and became a friend to his family, all the while planning my escape from his bullshit, the job at the power plant, and the state of New Jersey as well. One day I was just gone for good. I knew this piece of shit back in the nineties and haven't seen or heard from him since. He's the only man I ever wanted to kill. Not put him in his place with words of trash his car, but KILL!
I thought I'd ask for your opinions. You, the motherless crowd, never at a loss for words. Who is the more evil, or are we a pathetic tie. You be the judge.

25 m Northern Ontario Canada , Seeking GENUINE women...

Looking to start an incest family either with a single mom ... Or starting my own with a like minded woman.. seeking real life only

I have pics and cam , as well as MSN , AIM , and Yahoo ... Serious women only please , and no couples , no dads , no men period...

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love incest daughter has moved away just looking to chat maybe meet famiies who are into taboo things nothing too taboo, so hit me up here will leave messenger just looking for some fun and make friends can prove i am for real if u can not into guys so hope to here from families or couples or young girls Thanks have a great fun day

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Hello everyone,

I am an expats, 34yo. I just arrived in Beijing and now I am looking around to see if I can find any girl or couple extremely openminded like I am.
Unfortunately I couldn't carry my dog with me but I have a fair share of experience helping girls mating with dogs and other stuff

Would be great to meet a young Beijing girl into (or interested in) !! for real meeting or someone into incest for some discreet fun. I am totally openminded and almost nothing is taboo for me, except violence, blood non consensual.

Besides for that ask me and you will be surprised.

The younger the better, especially if she/they have a submissive attitude and like to experience on that line.

so girls/couples/families in Bejing drop me a line and I will reply with my QQ or msn

have a nice day

Cheerio

looking for real people into incest. Im 19 atractive with a crazy sex drive. Would love to join someone family for fun. Very openminded.

[[Long post, 100% real but nothing crazy...just a confession.]]

So I've always been a big fan of incest. My confession is that it's been a hobby of mine to get the girls I'm with into it too. Surprisingly enough I've had two girls come around and share in my fantasy with both young girls and incest.

The first girl is one of those awkward things where spoke for awhile (Not sexually) and then met up and she wasn't nearly as attractive as I thought. When I'm not being a sexual predator I try to be a decent guy, so I honestly tried not to give her any more signals like I was interested in her. Well regardless I didn't have a choice because she whipped out my dick and gave me a crazy blowjob. She was the type of girl who wasn't attractive (Kinda overweight)but an absolute monster in bed. So many times we'd just sit around talking about fetishes and I amateurishly blurted out I was into incest....and she said that was really hot.

She even agreed to fucking her younger brother. (That is what took coaxing) Normally she'd just fantasize about it but I'm dying to see real incest. Anyway I basically had to promise I'd blow the kid if she fucked him, which I didn't care. To make a long story short and a little upsetting, we ended up splitting because I started going out with my next gf who was much hotter (And a bit younger). She did say if I ever got bored then we can get back together, and even promised to make an incestual family with me one day.

The very next girl I got with (And my current girl) was the next one I turned over. She was REALLY conservative, but loved sex. We didn't do shit for a couple of weeks, then when she took it out she couldn't keep my dick in my pants since. Anyway she loves to roleplay, like pretend we're other people and shit to make it kinky. It evolved witha teacher fetish, then a rape fetish, and a lot of other things you'd expect a conservative teenage girl to secretly fantasize about. Her parents were divorced and her mother had a bf that she hated, so I thought it would be funny to roleplay as her mothers boyfriend and rape her. She loved it, and I had her calling me daddy by the time she was cumming.

The one time I suggested us roleplay as her and her father. She got freaked out and I just begged for her to try it. Well we did and after she came (Really hard) she said she didn't like it at all. Well I laid low with the incest for a few months, suggested it again one night, and by the end of the night had her eyes closed imagining I was her dad while I grabbed her sexy ass and fucking her. It was awesome because I was calling her pet names that her father has for her, and she was whimpering and screaming, "Papa" really loud.

Ever since we've roleplayed about every one of her family members. She confessed to me that when she was little she slipped into her parents bed when her mother was getting ready for work and her dad rolled over and started rubbing his hard on against her butt...to which he then woke up and freaked out. She admitted that she would fuck him if she had the chance, but doesn't want to mess up anything cause her parents are divorced (And he has a gf). Her sister doesn't live around here but she said she'd love to have a threesome with her.

Anyway that's all of my story. It isn't some of those crazy stories everyone else has, but it's 100% true. I was more surprised that I made two normal girls incest hungry whores.

Looking for anyone into incest near Dayton Ohio! Esp love families that play. So if you're a real mom or dad, or family member that plays with other family members in my area, hit me up!
I'm a gl 28 yo bi guy, muscular/athletic, masc, love to play ;)

if someone wants to upload this - i have no idea how to do it!!
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I find it weird that occasionally I like to watch fantasy incest but I find it disgusting in real life with my family. Strange, anybody else?

I love the idea of incest and rape, though mostly in a fantasy state of mind. I don't want to have sex with my own family, or any relatives for that matter, but the actual idea of it is fascinating and a turn on.

I suspect it's mainly the taboo side of it, the fact that it is something deemed unacceptable and forbidden (I can't have it so I want it). And when I think about it happening in a real scenario, I think "Hmm, that's pretty hot, but it's not a very good idea" for reasons that are obvious but I won't go into.

The rape fascination is probably the same sort of thing, but more about the control of someone, which I don't understand why I like because that's not how I am with other things (unless it is and I'm just too power crazy to see it). I hate the idea of rape in real life, it's scaring and horrible and actually not very hot or pretty to watch real awkward and brutal rape.

So those are two sexual fascination which I have no idea how they came about inside my brain and I know they're bad in practice, but I just can't help but read stories and get turned on by them :/

Also, why the fuck am I spending the time to post all this on a porn website where 90% is fake bullshit and it's always pics or gtfo. I guess I want to hear anyone's opinion (even the ignorant racist paedophiles that roam this area), does anyone have information or ideas about this?

Does anyone have or know good incest videos? As far as I know most of them are fake, or maybe there is no way to know if they are real or not, but maybe you can show me some genuine family action.

I'm sure this makes me a bit of a hypocrite on a few levels... but is anyone else a bit squicked out by the dad/daughter, mom/son etc stuff? I mean yeah, I've fapped my cock off to those Genie Moran & family pix etc. And yeah, I did the incest thing when I was younger.... with my sister. At the time it seemed all consensual and awesome and at the start I didn't even know "incest" was a thing or that it was "wrong." I'm still totally cool with consenting adult sibling/cousin incest, but the cross-generation thing seems kinda ick to me. When I was fooling around with my sister it started when I was like 14 or 15 and went on until around when I graduated highschool. She's a bit over 3 years younger though so when I realized it was a bit wrong, she was still only like 15. And while we're cool now and have talked it over a few times and she says she's OK with everything, it still feels a bit exploitive and even rapey in hindsight. So even with everyone being legally adults, seems unlikely that any parent/kid incest could be free of some level of power unbalance. I mean, if you're 40-60 and some 18 year old chick wants your cock, fine... but your daughter? Seems like there's no way around that being fucked up on some level.

Not that I won't fap to some pix/vids labelled that way. I just assume most of them are older dudes with young hookers excpet for the real obvious stuff like the Morans... then I just feel kinda WTF afterwards.

mum son sex - you gotta try it.

Ive tried the roleplay (NOT REAL INCEST) - once whereby i met someone 45 im 23 had a meal and then went back to hers.. it was amazing... unfortunately just a one off..

Anyway iwas looking for half a year for someone else to try it with and finally found someone - whom im meeting this saturday woohoo....

we are checking into the hotel as mum and son.. and our backstory is we have an extended family meal the next day hence why we need a hotel the night before..

Anyway im not really intending to explain what we do - just a mere shout out to anyone who is interested in trying this roleplay- put it this way once you do it will leave your head in a place where it will keep wanting it again!!

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I confess I spend way to much time here. I have learned a few things about myself though while I�ve been on this site for a few months every day.. It started with watching vids and looking at pictures but then I found the boards.. mostly well exclusively the confession board. I don�t watch or surf for vids anymore I still watch stuff and look at stuff posted within threads. I know I�m not a "pedo" as some of the confessions on here make me sick but it�s the human thought process that intrigues me the most and has me addicted to reading all you sick fucks posts.
I like porn and kinky sex but what led me to motherless was trying to research signs of incest survivors and how to tell if my girlfriend may be in an incestuous relationship with her father. I read about topics such GSA and how when a father and daughter are separated for years and they are reunited this can be a common occurrence, especially if the woman was not mature when daddy left the picture. This scenario fit my girls situation to a T ..
I think I have repressed memories of incest within my family. It doesn�t really bother me and the thought really gets me going. From the moment I met her I had the feeling she and her father were fucking. I can�t put my finger on most of the reasons that made me suspect this at first but as time went on and how he acted like a jealous boyfriend when it came to me made it that much more real in my mind. The more he disapproved of me the better I dicked her down. And the thought that she was being used by her dad made me able to fuck her again and again with increasing stamina and vigor.
I started fucking her and imagining she was my daughter.( unbeknownst to her) I to this day still do things like wake her up when she is asleep with her back towards me by rubbing my cocks head on her asshole and pacing my dick against her pussy not entering it put jacking myself off with just the head pushed up against her lips�Whenever I do this she gets incredibly wet!! The whole time I am fantasizing she is my daughter, I act as though I am her father and I�m just pushing the envelope before I decide to take my own flesh and bloods sweet pussy. I kiss her on the forehead and call her by �my girl� saying things like �that�s my girl� when she is Cuming or really getting into it. A few times I have started kissing her on the forehead like a daddy does a lil princes while I�m all the way inside her and she cums so hard ..like instantly!
Soo I bring this question to my motherless brethren � in what other ways can I find out if this is going on� she would never admit it and will take it to her grave. I in no way want to embarrass her or make her feel ashamed of it if it is something she does but I just have to know ..mainly because it makes me so turned on and cum so hard over and over�. Tell me how you guys/gals would go about this!