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Years of Masturbation With My Uncle

Posted by: Age: 44 Posted on: 5 comments
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I won't go into all the details about how it started but my uncle, by marriage, and I have been masturbating each other for over 20 years. Prior to my 18th birthday I did a lot of flirting with my uncle. I would rub my tits against him and sit in his lap every chance I got. If he happened to be sitting across from me I would put on a show for him by crossing and uncrossing my legs. I let him see everything. I knew I was turning him on but he acted ever the proper uncle. He acted like nothing was the matter.

It was on my 18th birthday that I was in the car with him. I was going home with him to spend the night with him and my aunt. As soon as we left my parent's house I scooted over beside him and put my hand on his leg. I was hoping he would put his arm around me but he didn't. So, I reached and put his arm around my neck and let his hand rest on my tit. He didn't move it so I started slowly moving the hand that was on his leg up closer to his crotch.

It wasn't long until he said, 'If you move your hand further up you may find something you don't want to find.' I said, 'What this?' As I said that I moved my hand to his crotch and found a very hard dick.

I let my hand stay on his dick and it was then that he started rubbing my tit. Without me saying anything else, he turned off the highway and onto a dirt road. He then turned off that road onto an old dead-end farm road. He pulled through some trees and into a clearing and stopped. We got out of the car and I jumped up on the hood of the car and he stood between my knees. I put my arms around his neck and kissed him lightly on the lips. He kissed me back. He then looked me in the eyes and said, 'Do you know what we are doing? Do you know what is going to happen if we continue this? I said I did.

He then pulled my sweater up taking my bra with it, exposing my tits. He leaned down and started sucking my nipples. By the time he finished with my tits my pussy was soaking wet. He then started pulling my pants and panties down with my help. I lay back on the hood of the car with my legs hanging off. He started kissing my body in very private places. He wanted to enter me and I don't know what happened but I refused. I jumped up and told him that I could not allow him to have sex with me because he was married to my aunt. He got mad and called me a cock teasing little slut. I started crying because it hurt, but it was the truth. He got back in the car and left me on the hood with my tits and pussy showing. I got off the car and put my clothes back in place. I got in the car with him and asked him to please not be mad at me.

I noticed his pants were still unzipped so I reached over and pulled his dick out. It was about half hard at that point. I asked him if I could give him a hand job. He didn't answer me so I started playing with his dick. It didn't take long until it was hard again and I jacked him off, catching his cum so it wouldn't get on his clothes. I begged him to masturbate me and he did. He made me cum three times and it felt so wonderful.

That was the start of something that has lasted for many years. Over the years we have tried all the ways we can think of to masturbate each other. Some times I would take his hard dick and rub it against my clit until we both came, his dick shooting his cum all over my pussy. He has used dildo's on me. He has stuck fingers in every hole in my body. There is not one part of my body that he has not shot his cum on. My pussy juice has touched every part of his body.

Don't ask me why I chickened out that day and would not have intercourse with him. I thought I wanted to until it came right down to it. I guess in my young, unmatured mind I felt like as long as we just masturbated we would not be doing anything wrong. I told myself that it was O.K. to masturbate him and let him masturbate me, but it would be wrong to have sex with him. I do, after all, love my aunt and did not want to do anything to hurt her. I don't know. You know a person can rationalize anything if they try hard enough.

Never-the-less, right or wrong, this is what happened. Today my uncle is the most special person in the world to me, and he feels the same about me. We have shared everything with each other. He knows about all the men I have been with and I know all there is to know about him. He has had a few one night stands with other women and he told me about them. For some strange reason it kind of made me mad when he told me. Also, he has not liked some of the men I have gone with.

I met a nice man and was quick to introduce him to my uncle. In fact, I introduced him to my uncle before he ever met my mom and dad. My uncle like the man and we eventually married. We have been married for 12 years and have two lovely children. My husband knows that I am close to my uncle and he knows that my uncle loves me very much. But he does not know that we masturbate each other.

My uncle and I still find time to get together today. I was off work yesterday and my husband was out of town. My uncle came by and we ended up in bed. We were both totally naked and spent about two hours playing with each other. I came so many times I lost count and my uncle came once. He is older and once is all he can do now.

My uncle always leaves my house with a pair of my dirty panties. He says my aunt no longer wants to do anything so he jacks off if I am not available and he loves to smell and lick my panties when he does. He shoots his cum in the crotch and drops them off at my house when he is finished. My husband knows he has a key to our house. The reason given was that my uncle is available to let the plumber in or anyone else that might need to get in. My husabnd travels a lot and I work out of town so it is convenient to have someone close that can get into our house.

Don't ask me why I feel so special about my uncle because I don't really know. He is like a father to me but he is also like a lover to me. The two of us have a very unique relationship and I am so happy that we do. He is always there for me when I need him. He is my shoulder to cry on if I need one. I love him very, very much.



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