Hi guys, always had a feeling that my fascination with incest stories cropped from the sightings I initially had to encounter during my childhood watching the illicit couplings of my mom and grandpa in our ancestral home and later on mom with my dad’s elder brother after Grandpa passed away.

We basically are a family of 3(mom, dad and myself) living in our Grandpa’s home in Hyderabad, India. Dad was always away from home as part of his job, he used to come home only for 3 days a month. As a kid I used to sleep in Grandma’s room as she used to tell me some of the most amazing bedtime stories , mom and dad had a separate bedroom and Grandpa used to sleep alone in his penthouse located on top of our 3 storied building.