I think of perverts as being active and passive - my Uncle Bill was an active pervert, as he cought out lovers to practice his perversions on. My mother and I are passive perverts - we don't seek out our perversions, but we enjoy them when others use us for them.

My parents divorced when I was a kid. I don't know whether my mother became a drunk before or after the divorce, but after it I saw her drunk a lot. Enough that she lost her job and had trouble keeping one.

When I was 8, Mom began visiting Uncle Bill (her uncle, my great-uncle) a couple of tuimes a week and now she had money. All I know was that she would go there dressed real fancy and I wouldn't see her until the next morning.

Just before my 9th birthday, she dressed me up nice and told me that I'd be going with her from now on. She got money doing "favors" for Uncle Bill and he wanted to train me to do the same "favors". She said he promised to pay our rent on top of paying her, so it was all good. I was just excited at being able to help pay the bills.

We spent a whole night with Uncle Bill, who fucked Mom right in front of me. He wanted me to see everything, and he kept telling me how it would be me doing these things soon. He also mentioned how much Mom enjoyed it and that his sister, my grandmother, had enjoyed being fucked by him when she was my age. Mom made a great show of enjoying everything.

We stayed the night, and when we went home, Mom told me that while Uncle Bill was "pretty good", she had been done by better, and all guys like girls to be dirty-talking and excited when they fuck. I spent the rest of that week in training, Mom teaching me to use a vibrator on my pussy and ass and make myself cum, how to talk dirty, and how to french-kiss and give and receive rimjobs (Uncle Bill loved those).

When we went to Uncle Bill's the next week all the sex training had gotten me worked up and my pussy was dripping. Mom fucked a friend of Uncle Bill's while Uncle Bill "taught" me all about sex. We spent the night again and I also fucked Uncle Bill's friend, whose name I never learned. I actually enjoyed it a lot.

Afte r that, Mom would drop me off at Uncle Bill's on Saturday's and whenever he called, while she was "turned out". We made a nice living, and I really liked what we did. After a couple of years I got the idea about Mom and me being whores for Uncle Bill and all, but I didn't mind because Uncle Bill treated me like a princess and gave me orgasmxs and presents, and I loved having a secret.

When I was 12, Mom got pregnant by some guy and Uncle Bill resumed fucking her because he had a preggy fetish. I got jealous and actually tried to get pregnant. Uncle Bill loved the idea nd he knocked me my and I had his baby just a month after Mom had hers. Mom needed to stay in the hospital and mine was a bit premature, so we passed them off as her twins. So I had a half-brother and a daughter/cousin who I treated like a little sister.

Uncle Bill loved the whole i****t thing, and when I was 19 he paid me extra to give the "Twins" rimjobs and oral sex in front of him. After ten years of doing everything Uncle Bill said, I didn't hesitate. I also stood back while Uncle Bill ass-fucked them both. Mom died around that time from a drug overdose.

In 2003, Uncle Bill's money went away thanks to stupid investments. He couldn't pay for fucking me or the "Twins" anymore. Luckily I had a nice home and some savings. I considered getting myself a boyfriend - I was just 24 and pretty nice looking - but the "Twins" were just entering puberty and had spent five years as whores, and they didn't have any inhibitions about fucking each other, fucking me, or fucking complete strangers if it struck thier fancy. So I kind of had to spend all my spare time keeping them under control.

for some reason my little girl decided to have a i****t baby, so I got myself knocked up to cover for her. We did a good job of timing it because we had our babies in two weeks of each other, and we passed them off as twin boys.

The "Twins" now pass themselves off as a married couple, instead of siblings like they were raised (or uncle and niece, which they really are) and are complete perverts. While I've had a number of one-night stands over the years, the "Twins" have only had i****t. The Twin Boys are just as perverted, which I don't mind. I'm a very passive pervert, and don't resist at all when any of my boys decide to have a go with me.

I probably could use a lot of therapy, but it doesn't seem very urgent.

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by Anonymous

This is the most disgusting, sick, animalistic type of situations that I despise. You're a human being not a fucking animal. It's your duty to be a good parent and your a fucking terrible parent. Can't say I blame you, sense you were traumatized and groomed to be a prostitute. But allowing your uncle to r**e your children, you went to far. You're fucked up in the head and because of people like you we have murderers and rapists out there. You should have broken the cycle before your children were old enough to realize your mentally unstable mother turned their mother into a demented schuchopathic heartless prostitute. Your actions are disgusting, repulsive, and worst of all self destructive. Hope one of those kids realize what a fuck mess and mentally insane all the shit you're living is and skips town. If anything begin to rob and murder petofiles, the word would better without them, maybe you can do some good after all the wrong you have done your children.

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Anonymous

by Anonymous

^^Wow commenter #1 tell her how you really feel, than after that remind us all why are here reading these comments. Anyways I'm not the fake police but I don't believe this one not because I think it's to far out there. Just that she couldn't seem to keep her facts straight.

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Anonymous

by Anonymous

"because of people like you we have murderers and rapists out there."
Really?
In a different way, you are as mentally fucked up as they are.

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Anonymous

by Anonymous

Wow! This is quite a story. My situation was not quite as extreme perhaps but it was very perverted.

Despite being a guy my mom raised me as a girl. I was 12 when I found out different. It was 1960 and I just started Junior High school and someone forgot to tell my mom that a boy raised as a girl wasn't going to fool a gym class full of 12-14 year old girls stripping out of their gym clothes to take a shower. I got about half way from the locker room to the showers when one screamed and then they all screamed and I was escorted to the girl's gym teacher's office with a few towels tossed around me. I had no idea. I had never seen another human being naked before so I didn't know that what I had was different from anyone else. What they called my penis my mother had been calling a clit all these years. It didn't help matters that I had long blond hair down to my ass. That only added to the confusion because boys/men in 1960 did NOT have long hair, at least nothing like that. In 1960 the crew cut was the most popular among men. Even most girls had relatively short hair and adult women almost certainly did. I was teased by other girls before that for having the longest hair in the school which was not seen as a good thing but my mom insisted so who was I to complain?

So obviously I was taken out of school immediately. My mom came by to pick me up and there was an investigation of some sort. The police came to our house to investigate and threatened to take me from my mom if I didn't get all my hair cut really short and if my mom didn't buy me some boys clothes to wear to school

We moved from that town immediately and after some looking around she enrolled me in an all girl's Catholic school where girls didn't strip naked in front of each other.

I was of course extremely confused.

But life went on and I continued being a girl for mom still not realizing that I was in fact a boy.

Things changed in the 8th grade. I was 14 and I had started to grow whiskers and my voice changed. Mom taught me to pluck my facial hair and trained me to speak in a feminine voice which meant I spoke very softly most of the time. But it was no use.

Finally she took me out of that school as well. She sat me down and explained that I was not really a girl and that she had always wanted a daughter and just didn't know how to get things changed back since I was raised thinking I was a little girl.

Home schooling wasn't really an option in those days and it was 1962 and boys still didn't have long hair yet and I had grown attached to my mane and didn't actually care that I was a boy, I wanted to keep the hair so Mom and I moved again and this time I was not enrolled in school. When people asked we told them I was her 16 year old sister so nobody questioned things.

About that time Mom became friends with our new neighbor. The woman was older than Mom and quite attractive though a bit curvy. She had long black hair which she kept up in a sort of bee hive. Mom and I moved in with the woman after a few months. That is when I learned about sex. The woman was asked to baby sit me though at 14 I didn't really need baby sitting. Mom had to be gone for a couple of days and could not take me so the woman took care of me and that is when she found out I was a boy. I had gotten pretty good at being feminine but I wore only dresses that hid most of the body and kept indoors and out of sight most of the time. Mom's friend insisted that she inspect me at shower time to make sure I was cleaning myself properly, an odd thing I thought but I was used to obeying orders. So I stood there naked in front of her with my erect "clit" having completely forgotten the ruse and she didn't even blink. She sat down on the toilet seat and motioned me over and took my "clit" into her hands and sucked on it. that was my first ever blow job. She told me that I was the prettiest girl she had ever met and loved my clit and took me into her bedroom and made me put my clit into her vagina. That was very strange. I expected her to look exactly like me despite my mother's anatomy lessons two years before. I came inside her and she licked me clean then joined me in the shower.

Karen arranged for me to join her and my mom in bed on a regular basis from then on. That is when I learned that my mom was basically her lesbian sex slave. Mom would never have sex with me alone but when I was in Karen's bed she would obediently suck and fuck me all night if Karen ordered it. It took a while to get used to eating my mom out but I did. The following year I got Mom pregnant with my little sister/daughter. Karen was too old to have babies but she called my daughter her daughter and she too was raised to be a sex slave. The only penis in the house was mine and it was forbidden from Mary until I was ordered to fuck her when she was seven years old. By then most guys my age had long hair so I could come out as a guy though most of the time I still went around in drag.

I never thought of myself as a man, not even today. I still have long hair. I have been fortunate to have developed gynocomastia despite not being over weight. So I can pass as a woman and have practiced with the voice since I was 14. I "fathered" two more daughters and a son with my mom and got Mary, Ellen and Ann pregnant twice about as soon as they hit puberty. We all agreed to raise my son, Jack as a girl and home schooled him and the girls so nobody would ever suspect our secret. while I fully consented to everything, I was always a willing though not always an informed participant, I wouldn't have had much choice in the matter until my late teens anyways. We lived in a remote area, Karen had a lot of influence in the town so complaining would have gotten me no where and I honestly was a virtual babe in the woods until Karen died twenty years ago. I still have sex with my children on a regular basis.

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Anonymous

by Anonymous

These stories are demented, they are scary. Mental illness can cause a lot of damage and it all started with your parent, sad it true people become what they are taught.

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Anonymous

by Anonymous

Oh come on guys, why gwt worked up over a story that is absolute fantasy from beginning to end, as are MANY of the stories on this site. So a guy wants to fuck his mom but instead of doing it conjures up this crap. Big deal.

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Anonymous

by Anonymous

Oh come on guys, why gwt worked up over a story that is absolute fantasy from beginning to end, as are MANY of the stories on this site. So a guy wants to fuck his mom but instead of doing it conjures up this crap. Big deal.

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Anonymous

by Anonymous

"for some reason"

CAN'T IMAGINE WHY

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Anonymous

by Anonymous

Be calm everybody. All of this is bottom shelf fiction.



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