A Stormi Night - illustrated
Copyright© 2025 by CreepyUnclePete
Chapter 8
Incest Sex Story: Chapter 8 - Stormi runs to Uncle Pete for comfort, then seduces him. This is quite realistic, instead of the thousands of stories which are "Sex twice a page wankfests." I've written many of those, but not this time. Please consider a moment: If a sane person in the real world discovered family members fucking, what would they actually do?
Caution: This Incest Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Consensual Drunk/Drugged Romantic Heterosexual Fiction Workplace Incest Uncle Niece Oral Sex Petting Smoking Illustrated
We rushed into the house, hoping to swap phones before anyone saw the sappy, gushing love message I sent my niece Stormi.
Sunny was already using it in the kitchen! I hurriedly handed her the blank phone, saying, “Sorry! I mixed up your new phone with Stormi’s.” I reached to grab the dangerous one, but she pulled it away. “Hang on. Wynter is copying the songs to her phone. I’ll copy them from there to the new one when it’s done. Only...” She glanced at the screen. “Only forty seconds to go.”
I desperately struggled to come up with an excuse, ANY believable excuse why she shouldn’t, as time ticked away. Thirty seconds. Twenty. Ten ... I kept thinking until it was too late.
“All done. Thanks for the songs, Stormi!” She passed it to her much older cousin, then told her sister, “Okay, Wynter. Send the songs to my new one.”
Stormi and I quietly worried through dinner and the movie we watched afterward, desperately hoping nobody saw the message. When the movie ended I told them, “No school until August, but we have to get up at six o’clock. I need to take you home before work. Get showers and go to bed, everybody. Sunny and Summer in the guest room, and I’ll camp out in the living room with Stormi and Wynter, like usual.”
The younger girls surprised me, and eagerly ran upstairs. I asked Wynter, “Why didn’t they argue about going to bed? They do most of the time.”
She explained, “They’ll wet a toe or two in the shower so they can say they did, and then play with their phones all night.”
Stormi nodded and agreed, “Probably. At least they won’t bug us.”
Winter said, “I’ll shower in the bathroom down here, unless you want to go first, Stormi?”
“That’s okay. Go ahead.” When Wynter turned and walked down the hall, Stormi whispered to me, “I need a cig so bad!”
“Okay. Let’s go to the basement.”
We sat at the bar and talked as she smoked. I was uncomfortable but didn’t complain when she poured herself a glass of red wine. “I missed you so much, Pete! I love you!” She kissed my lips with her smoky ones.
I returned the kiss. “Me too, so much! But we need to keep it a secret. I wish we could...” I broke off the unwholesome thought. “No point thinking about sex, with your sister and cousins here.”
“Tomorrow night we’ll be all alone! I can’t wait to take your clothes off and kiss your body! All of it, and...”