Accidental Incest Novels & Stories

His throat suddenly felt dry. There were pages, entire pages, of these thoughts. Fantasies. Embarrassingly detailed scenarios of accidental touches with past male friends, stolen glances, imagined moments. Ones that ranged from painfully innocent to heart-thudding bold. Steve stared at the journal, his fingers trembling slightly. He wasn't sure why. Was it rage? Or pity? Then he understood. He could ruin Drake. Right now. One scan. One upload to CWA Undressed. And the entire academy would feast on this like hungry, desperate predators.

There were so many nice people, like Samuel and Samantha. Samantha told Bill and Linda how she had given birth to him and was forced to give him up for adoption. They met online by a great coincidence and hooked up on a Christmas Holiday. Samantha asked Bill and his mom "is it incest if I didn't know?".

"Hush." I slide my hands up my sister's sides and the tips of my fingers go underneath her tank top. It is understood as a society that incest is wrong. Incest in many cases is the result of manipulation. But Sadie didn't manipulate her way into my heart. I don't specifically have an incest fetish or seek out that kind of p**n. Florence is hot so I jerk off to her sometimes. She posed for nude photography a few times in college and I had a great time with those pictures. The fact that she's my sister doesn't get me off. She's a beautiful woman. Sadie is a beautiful woman with a soul that matches the exterior. "I never assumed you were a virgin," I say as Sadie runs her fingers through my pat

I asked, raising an eyebrow. Cameron grinned mischievously. "Remember college days? When we swore to be brothers for life?" I chuckled. "Yeah, what about it?" "Well," Cameron began, "I 'accidentally' borrowed your spare key during that infamous beer pong night." "The one where I won, but you claimed you were robbed?" I laughed. Cameron nodded. "Same night. I 'forgot' to return the key, and it's been safely stored in my 'Emergency Ethan Invasion Kit' ever since."

The thought that we were live on TV made me wince. "I don't know this man." I tried denying but no one seemed to buy my story. Rain raised a brow but didn't say a word. Lucas chuckled darkly. "When I called you a slut, never would I have guessed that you slept with my uncle? Just how shameless can you be?!" He yelled while glancing at his uncle. “Uncle, I’m so sorry that this happened …” Lucas began and I couldn’t help but wish to disappear. “I’m sure she did this to get back to me, I didn’t even know you were back… I would have kept my slut of an ex-wife at bay…. Just like she did me, I'm sure she seduced you, right?!" He asked.

Right now, his face is already red, surpassing the crab inside the steamer. "Uh-uh-sorry," mumbled Fachri softly. For the second time, his hand accidentally touched Airin when helping the tiny baby get breastfed. Fachri scolded himself several times for unintentionally touching Airin right on that soft object. He feared Airin might think he was taking advantage of the situation. Airin, still feeling numb all over her body, couldn't sense Fachri's touch. But looking at Fachri's blushing face, she already knew what was happening.

Escaping from being sold to a druglord by my own gumbling, drunkard father, felt like it was the end of my life, the betrayal was deep, but the last thing i imagined when i escaped to hide in Spain was Mitchell Matamoros. The most eligible, handsome, and richest man in town. The most handsome being I've ever laid eyes on. He's my boss, he's brutal, and he's a cold bastard who doesn't do love. The last thing i should have done was to fall in love with him because it almost ruined my life. Now, now i have to run & hide, but nobody runs from Mitchell Matamoros just like that.

Not able to look at him again, I kept my head down as I rushed past him, grabbing the door handle. “Charlotte,” He called out, and I froze, knowing I hadn’t told him my name. “Does my nephew not satisfy you? You have to consider hiring an escort?” “Nephew? What do you…” The blood drained from my face as I sobered quickly, finally recognizing the naked man I had just been pressed up against. Derek Moretti, Justin’s uncle. I had almost just kissed my husband’s uncle. “It would be great if we could pretend like I was never here,” I begged, my free hand shaking at my side.

Was he really a beta member of the most dangerous gang in the world? “I can do it,” I finally said. “But we have to have rules. You’re my professor at university, and I won’t do incest.” My eyes softened when I saw his broad smile. "Well, that's only incest for humans," he said casually. "Besides, if you haven't noticed, we're both adults." He moved a little closer. "I agree to the rules. But I can't promise I'll be able to control myself when no one is looking." Before I could react, he pulled me into his arms, making me scream in surprise.

"You seem much more calm now, and I understand what you're trying to say. I know you feel as if what you're doing isn't enough, and I'm going to tell you that what you're doing is enough. You've done the best you could with what you were given, and you always put us first. It was wrong of me to say that you don't care about us. The kids love you; they are just mad at you for not hearing their side of the story when it comes to disciplining them. You just get so angry at them that they shut down emotionally." "I know, and that's about to change. While I was in Vegas, I married someone, and it wasn't by mistake; it was accidental, because there's a major difference between mistake and accident