All Chapters of Unholy Cravings-a Sinful Obsession: Chapter 241 - Chapter 250

I had managed to reach the age of eighteen with out having one incestuous thought and then during a weekend when my parents were gone I ended up having a red-hot incestuous affair with my sister. I blackmailed my sister into finding me a girl to take my hated virginity and when she couldn't find one she did it herself. When it was over she had said, "You don't feel the least bit bad at fucking your own sister do you?" Before I could answer she said, "Of course you don't. You would have fucked mom if it would have gotten your cherry popped. Maybe the next time that dad goes out of town you can try and nail her."May had planted the thought and I found that it wouldn't go away. At forty-five my mom was still a fox, something that I guess that I had always known in the back of my mind, but she was my mom so I never looked at her that way. Then I committed incest with my sister and didn't get struck down by a bolt of fiery lightening and then May made the comment about nailing mom and sud

She was wearing high hells and nylons and nothing else and I sat on the edge of my bed and watched her with rapt attention. Her eyes were glued to the TV and the images of the four men fucking her brains out and I began to think that she had forgotten that I was even in the room. Then suddenly she let out a low moan and climbed on the bed with me. Her hand reached for my cock, "Fuck me, please fuck me, oh god please, please fuck me." She was passionate, she was wild and she was insatiable. I fucked her, I ate her, I fucked her again and then she gave me a blow job and we started all over again. We continued until I was exhausted and she could not get me up again. I fell asleep with her looking down into my face with an expression that I could not read.The next morning she couldn't meet my eyes as she fixed our breakfast. I ate and then went up to my room to get ready for school. When I came out of the shower she was sitting on my bed finger fucking herself as she watched herself bein

Was Troy right?NB: This story is for ADULT entertainment only. It contains themes incest/taboo sex and of an adult, explicit, SEXUAL nature.Enjoy.>>>>Mom and dad led a tumultuous life and I think that the only thing that kept them from killing each other was the fact that dad was an over the road truck driver and he was gone for days at a time. Both mom and dad were borderline alcoholics and most, if not all, of their arguments came after they had both been at the bottle. From mom's side it was always about dad going off and leaving her alone so much. From dad's side it was always about how when he was gone she was never alone. He never caught her, never had any proof, but he "just knew." He was right even though he was the cause of it. His being gone all the time wasn't the cause; the cause was that mom finally decided that if she was "going to wear the name, she was going to play the game." After two years of being accused she went and did it.She rarely brought her gentlemen fr

Mom wasn't home when I got home from classes the next day and I was already in bed when I heard her come in the front door. I was still awake a half-hour later when I heard her come into my room and heard her dress hit the floor. She climbed into bed with me and cuddled up against me and I waited to see what would happen. After a couple of minutes her hand came searching for my cock and as her fingers wrapped around it and began stroking it I snapped. It was just one tease too many!It wasn't courage that made me do what I did - it was lust! Pure, unadulterated hot sexual lust. All the teasing, touching and whatever else finally boiled over and I rolled over on top of her. "Daniel, what are you…" and whatever else she was going to say was blocked as I pushed my mouth down on hers and pushed my tongue into her mouth. Her hands came up to my chest and she tried to push me away from her, but I had slid my hand down her belly and my fingers found her pussy lips and when I slid a finger in

"Maybe next time." The phrase sat in the back of my mind all the next day. What did mom mean by that? Was there to be a next time? And if there were would I fuck Monica if I had the chance? Silly question -of course I would - in a heartbeat! I had fantasies of mom, Monica and me on the same bed. Mom blond and tanned; Monica light skinned, freckled and with her long red hair - it would be a great contrast. But it was only fantasy and I knew it.My affair with my mother was not without an element of danger. We pretty much knew when to expect that dad would be coming home, but we sometimes got caught up in the heat of things and lost track of time. That was pretty much the case when two days after the Monica episode we were bouncing around on my bed when we heard dad's Kenworth pull up next to the house. Mom pushed me off her and made a mad dash for her bedroom. I watched as she took a large dildo out the bedside table and then ran back and closed the bedroom door. The front door slammed