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- Dysfunctional Family Secrets -
Gay Male / 32

A Secret Love For A Distant Relative

I have a crush on one of my third cousins. He is the son of my grandfather's cousin. Not sure how that works in terms of family tree, but I'm sure it is still quite i****tuous. We did not grow up together, and he lives overseas. I first met him when I was 17, he was about 12. We got along, and no feelings were there. I didn't meet him again until I was 25. When I went to visit, I was blown away by how my chunky little cousin had grown up.

He was typical Italian beauty. About 5'10, a little husky, olive skin, thick black hair, beautiful green eyes, with just the same amount of facial hair. Francesco was quite the catch. I was, and still in the closet to my family. They were unaware of my sexuality, and thus my sexual feelings for Fran were a secret. It made things quite conflicting.

One day my uncle had driven Fran, a few of his friends, and I to the beach. I was excited to see him with less clothing on. I was not disappointed. Fran immediately undressed to his skimpy little pair of blue speedos. I surprised such a tiny piece of fabric could hold in that ass of his. Before we went to the water, we applied sunscreen. I eagerly agreed to assist Fran. His skin was so soft. How I wanted my hands to venture else where.

We had a marvelous time, and stayed for hours. At the end of the day the fellas went to the lockers to wash off. Fran included. We went in and headed over to the showers. Some of the guys just washed off with their swim suits on. Lucky for me, Fran wasn't as shy. He slipped his tiny speedo off as the shower began to run down him. He stood so proud and unashamed. Michelangelo couldn't have sculpted something more beautiful. Finally, I could adore his plump, fuzzy butt without that meddlesome speedo hiding anything. Just as I suspected, he had the thickest cock and balls I could imagine. Long, thick, a nice dark color, and uncircumcised. He pulled it back to rinse it off. What a beautiful pink head. The guys teased him for going nude, and they started to horse around. My eyes were fixated on his thick cock flopping around. God he was stunning.

Later on that night Fran asked if I wanted to sleep over. His brother was out of town, so there was an empty bed. Naturally I agreed. We went over to his house around dinner time. In the middle of it I went to the bathroom. Fran had his own bathroom that he shared with his brother. After taking my piss, I noticed the hamper of dirty clothes. I went through, looking for Fran's underwear. He specifically wore stripped ones, so I knew which ones were his. I was so aroused. He had so many. I found a pair that was covered in cum stains.

I started sniffing it. God, it stunk so good. I could just imagine his wet uncut cock rubbing against it. I found the biggest cum stain I could find, and I started licking it. It tastes so good. I knew this was the closest I'd ever get to swallowing his cum. I hid the underwear and went back to dinner. I did my best to hide my erection.

Later on that night, when he fell asleep, I went back to the bathroom. I started sniffing and licking every pair of underwear he had. I put one pair on so I could imagine how it would feel. I started quietly playing with myself. I just imagined how much I would give anything to have his cock in me. Nervous I'd get caught, I put everything back and headed back to the room.

It was so hot in the room, and I couldn't sleep. I looked over at Fran, who was only wearing underwear to sleep. God he looked so hot, his legs wide open. He keep twisting and turning, at one point his blanket came off the bed. I whispered his name a few times, but not response. I got out of bed, and sat infront of his. I just wanted to look at him. As I got closer, I noticed he was hard. His dick was standing tall, with only the button on his boxers keeping it contained. Curious, I tapped his shoulder. Nothing. I did it a few more times. Nothing. He continued to snore.

My heart was racing. I turned my eyes over to his crotch, and I could see his dick twitching with excitement. Carefully, I reached over and gently rubbed his head through his boxers. The fabric started to get wet from his precum. I licked my lips, and watched him from the corner of my eye. His snoring continued. I carefully undid the button on his boxers. His wet hard member snuck out. I took my finger and began to rub his exposed urethra. It was soaked. I licked the precum off my finger. It was so delicious. So this is what his juice tasted like.

Very carefully, I did my best to expose his entire cock through his underwear opening. My heart felt like it was gonna pop out of my chest. I knew if he woke up I'd be fucked. He remained hard. Must've had some hot dream. I leaned my head in and went for it. I licked the tip of his fat wet cock. He tasted so good. Francisco, I want your juice.

As I licked it some more, he became to react. He turned over. I took that as a sign and quietly went back to bed. I couldn't believe what happened. I tried to savor the taste of my precum on my tongue. I fell asleep gazing at him.

The next morning was nothing out of the ordinary. We had breakfast, chatted, and went out. I don't think he ever knew what happened. I think about it all the time. It hurts. I wish I could tell my cousin how much I want to sexual with him. His body reacted to me so eagerly. It knows what it wants. I wouldn't mind being disowned if it meant I could service his cock and eat swallow his yummy sperm. What a delicacy.

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# 46122 - by Anonymous
    • - Dysfunctional Family Secrets -
    Straight Female / 41

    Mother And Son, It's An Intense Sexual Connection Beyond Genetics

    My son Olly and I have been keeping each other satisfied these past few weeks.
    It's not easy for us, as we both have huge sexual appetites.
    My marriage to his dad failed, mainly because I just adore sex and big cocks. An affair too many, and a threesome where I didn't know he'd taken an earlier flight home.
    My son has inherited my genetic sexual makeup, in as much as he's such an energetic fantastic lover.
    It helps he's extremely well endowed and handsome to boot. Plus he doesn't have a hang up about inter family sex.
    He shouldn't, as I know he's been fucking his pretty cousin for the last two years.
    Olly basically asked me during a wine and movie evening together, if I missed the real thing, rather than one of my many dildos I'd been using during lockdown.
    I told him I was missing cock, and he obliged me by dropping his shorts.
    You shouldn't need a description of what we did over the next few hours together. What I will say, by the time we curled up together in my bed, I'd taken his cum in all my holes.
    When he woke me the following morning, it was with his tongue lapping at my clit. After he'd brought me to orgasm, he spooned me, entering my rear. Whispering in my ear "We should make this permanent".
    I knew what he meant. Not just for the isolation period.
    We've now had sex every day since, and I simply cannot get enough of my sons beautiful body, mind and cock.

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    # 46108 - by Anonymous
    - Dysfunctional Family Secrets -
    Straight Male / 20

    What do you do when you're locked down, you're horny as fuck and you can't fuck your girlfriend.
    I'll tell you what you do, Get your kid brother to suck you off as many times as he can swallow your cum.
    Or that's what we've been doing.
    He's gay, he likes cock and I was getting desperate. He suggested it, and I allowed him to blow me in his bedroom.
    After a couple of weeks he asked me if I wanted to fuck him. But that would be gay, right.
    Who gives a shit. No one will ever know was his comment, and his asshole looked so fucking tight and inviting.
    Six weeks now I've been fucking him whenever we get time. And after the lockdown ends, I might just carry on fucking his sweet tight ass too.
    He tells me I fuck him the way he likes it, rough and fast. As long as he's happy to receive my cum, I'm more than happy right now, to fuck my kid brother.

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    # 46071 - by Anonymous
    • - Dysfunctional Family Secrets -
    Bi-Sexual Female / 28

    In February of 2018, my husband Ray and I were feeling a little washed up where we lived in Michigan so we decided to move to a new city and start over. We decided to choose where we move to based on who gets a job first. Well, I got a job in Thailand as an English teacher. We had been planning to move at the end of the summer after Ray graduates from his Master's program, but my new position required me to move by April because the Thai school year begins in May. We decided I should move first, look for our new place, and start my job.

    We spent a week a budgeting, packing and figuring all the logistics out. All that was left was to break the news to our families. I went to my mom's house for dinner one night to tell her. We've always been pretty close, because I was an only child and my biological father was a lot older than she was (16) and fell off the grid as soon as he found out she was pregnant with me.

    After dinner we sat on the couch with red wine, and I told her our plans. She took it surprisingly well. I think she'd been able to tell over the last few years that we weren't going anywhere with our lives and were starting to sink into depression. We talked about my life and dreams for a while as we drank more wine. At one point she stopped talking and looked at me for a long time. I didn't really know what to make of it, but then she just sat up straighter and said, "Well, for your parting gift, I'm going to get you a gym membership for the next few weeks you have left here. I mean, you're going to be running around in bikinis all the time when you're there." She stumbled into the next room and came back with her laptop and credit card.

    I was dying laughing. "What the fuck Mom, are you body-shaming me?" I laughed into her shoulder. Then I had an idea. "Get yourself a membership too! You know I'll never stick to a workout routine without someone to hold me accountable."

    "Oh, what the hell." My mom, now very drunk, purchased us both a six week intensive workout program complete with personal trainers. And we actually stuck to it! We were feeling so fit and confident by the end of the six weeks.

    The last week before my flight to Thailand, we were eating dinner at my mom's house when she said that she had been thinking she should move to Thailand with me, just temporarily until Ray was able to move. We thought about it, and it made sense. I'd be all alone in a country where I didn't know the language. She (slightly drunk again) bought a plane ticket that night, and it was settled.

    Once we arrived in Thailand, it didn't take long to settle in. Everything is very cheap there, so we could afford to live at a higher level. We found a modern house with a pool in the backyard for cheaper than our rent back in Michigan. I still had a few weeks before the school year started, and my mom and I spent most of it going to the beach and or lying out by the pool. We quickly learned we did not own enough swimsuits for how much we were swimming. My mom, who had started following a lot of Thai Instagram influencers, happened to win a giveaway for a mystery bundle of bikinis.

    When the bikinis arrived, we decided try them on together. We each took a bikini and went into separate rooms to change. The only thing was we didn't realize these bikinis were all micro bikinis! I thought mine was completely unfinished as I was putting it on. The top was just the outline of a triangle, completely exposing my nipples. The bottoms were basically just one skinny strap around my hips and another strap the same width going through my pussy and buttcrack. I cracked open the door. "Uh…Mom? Is there something wrong with your bikini?" I asked, at the same time I heard her start laughing. "Honey, come look at this!" We both came out of our rooms, bent over and laughing and trying to cover our parts at the same time. My mom's bikini was just as extreme as mine, and I could see all of her. We immediately started sifting through the pile of other bikinis we got, only to confirm that they were all indeed extremely tiny micro bikinis of varying designs and cuts.

    After trying on a couple other bikinis, my mom and I eventually gave up going into separate rooms to try them. "We're already seeing everything there is to see," she said. So we started just changing in front of each other, with only a brief time where we were really naked. I was kind of surprised how natural it felt as we tried on different suits and checked ourselves and each other out, even though that was nothing like what it was like growing up. We were just both very matter of fact about it. Then we got even more comfortable around each other. Instead of kind of bending over and hiding different parts as we changed, the time we were naked in between trying bikinis got longer. We would walk over and look at our phones, sit on the couch, talk, etc. When I tried on a slingshot bikini, I had to get my mom's help because I got confused by the straps. She kind of ran her hands up and down my sides and adjusted all the straps. It was very casual, but she would briefly run a fingertip along my nipple or at the very tip of my clit as she moved the straps around me to get them to all be lined up evenly. I was starting to get really horny, and just looking at her mostly naked and myself equally exposed really wasn't helping.

    Then we brought out the tequila as well as started smoking weed (also extremely cheap in Thailand). We got increasingly drunk and high as we tried on different suits and taking pictures until we got so faded that we decided to just veg out by the pool. We both picked from the tiny bikinis to wear and then went outside. I was lying in a deck chair and my mom was lying on a pool float on the water. I started to get really sleepy and started nodding off, although every now and then I'd open my eyes again and look at her through my sunglasses. Each time I opened my eyes, I saw that her legs would start to spread further and further apart, until I could fully see her pussy spread open wide just a few feet away from me. I don't think she could tell that I could see her, so she might have been doing it to dare herself or maybe hope that I saw. But I basically let my head fall to the side as if I actually fell asleep, at the same time letting my legs fall and opening them as wide as my mom's were.

    We were quiet for about an hour just moving around in different positions where we looked like we were sleeping but really just spreading for the other person. At one point I actually did fall asleep, and woke up to see my mom, completely naked now, stretching by the pool. She smiled at me. "I just really didn't want tan lines, and plus, you've seen it all." I just smiled and followed suit, and then poured myself another drink while we passed another blunt back and forth and took more pictures. Our drunk and high selves decided to start an account on a Southeast Asian version of Instagram that didn't have any limits on adult content. We started posting a lot of our pictures there.

    After a while, we got too hot and decided to go in and shower. My mom had told me about a specific shampoo and hair washing method she uses in the shower now that we were living in much more humid weather, and invited me in to take a shower with her so she could show me. So we just went straight from being naked in the pool together to being naked in the shower. This is where it got a little more sensual. We were full on stroking each other up and down everywhere as we scrubbed each other's bodies. But it still didn't really feel like we were going to start fucking or anything. We were just really comfortable with each other (and very faded) ..(continue confession)

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    # 46067 - by Anonymous
    - Dysfunctional Family Secrets -
    Straight Female / 29

    On my last to my visit to my boyfriend who is in prison he confess he had had a sexual relationship with another man his cell mate, he admitted they gave each other a hand job, and that was all, no orals or anal penetration,
    I would forgive if that's was all, he said they teemed together to lookout for each other, would any other female forgive, I know there is a lot of bumming as he described it in prison, Ime not sure at times, he is due out in a month,

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    # 46054 - by Anonymous
    • - Dysfunctional Family Secrets -
    Straight Female / 39

    May be its nothing, my son stays with his uncle occasionally when we have a night out, I noticed when I washed his clothes he hasn't worn them, I mentioned this to him he said its ok we sleep nude, I asked do you both sleep nude, yes he said its ok, it did alarm me because my brother only has one double bed, or am I being prudish or suspicious,

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