Accidental Incest Novels & Stories

My name was Germaine Shaw. I'd just graduated from college, and my plain résumé made my job-seeking journey challenging. I'd lost the only job I'd managed to get after the internship ended because I'd turned down my superior's attempts to harass me sexually. The difficulties faced in my job search got me down. I stayed at home all day, demotivated and depressed. One day, while doom-scrolling, a new game caught my eye. "This is a romance game where you have all the freedom you need. Meet your destined half in the virtual world—set yourself free and release your pent-up desires!"

She said softly, taking my hand as she led me to the bed and made me sit on it. “Whatever you do, don't include the innocent child in it.” She advised, but my mind was against it. When Malcolm and I had sex, he said he thought I was Emery. And that sex resulted in a pregnancy, I just couldn't help but feel that the child was not meant to be there in the first place. It was just a fucking mistake. And we take care of our mistakes. So I was going to take care of it, by killing it. “It's not a child yet. It hasn't formed. It's just a cluster of cells inside of me.”

The thought of losing my best friend was unbearable. Romantic feelings were unavoidable, but when directed toward the wrong people, they had to be buried deep inside, never to see the light of day. … My trainees won first place in the competition, and one of them, a rich kid, booked a private room in a high-end club. He bragged about the male escorts there, saying they were super handsome and how he wanted to show us a good time. We all got excited and drank too much. Luckily, when I came out of the bathroom this time, I did not bump into anyone familiar. However, I could not shake this feeling of bitterness.

It couldn't be, she couldn't have been! "I don't know! You slept with someone who isn't an escort? If you didn't sound so scandalized, I would be overjoyed right now." He scoffed. "This is no time for jokes! I have to find her. She must have been drunk and... Shit! I fucked an innocent girl-" "If she didn't push you away, then she wanted it." My brother said nonchalantly. True. It was also not the first time such a thing had happened. But for some reason, I felt like that wasn't the case in this scenario.

"And you know, niece? The mafia doesn’t allow cheating. You know that well now that you’re part of it. So we planned that accident. Out of the mafia, out of our hearts." Anger took hold of Aria, tears ran down her face. She shook hands, restraining herself. Her parents did not deserve it, they did not. Their smile before dying came to mind and she looked at Mikhail’s face with hate and desire to spoil that disgraced smile. "But you survived." he continued, regardless of the look that Aria directed at him. "And we would know that they could be useful in the future and so, we joined you and Giovanni Mancini. We did not expect that the two younger ones also would join. It was a great surprise."

She tried to recall how she ended up in the office apartment, but her memory was hazy. As she lay there, she became aware of the arm draped over her and the hand resting on her breast. Panic surged through her as she realized she had slept with someone, someone she couldn’t even remember. This was completely out of character for her. Blake had been her only sexual partner, and they had been in a committed relationship. “Please god, don’t let this be Blake.”

"We're students of St. Tatiana's. We know how to do things with men. We can pleasure you, Daddy. We're such big sluts." "Biggest," cooed Keily, her voice so breathy as she leaned in and licked my ear. "Don't you want to fuck our tight, young cunts?" "Our tighter assholes," purred Riley. It was her turn to lick my ear while she grabbed my cock. "It's incest!" I gasped. "That's so wrong! I can't do that!" "Sure you can, Daddy," Keily said. "Mmm, I know, why don't we give you a little show? Some girly fun to get your blood boiling."

Everything about her attracted me, and that was the reason that I made the decision to do something I never did. I fucked her. Not only did I fuck her, but I explored her body again and again until either of us was too exhausted to continue, and then instead of parting ways, we fell asleep, and when I woke the following morning, the bed beside me was cold. Now, the one that got away stands right in front of me, and of all things, she is my new step-niece. What a fucking joke. I think as I note how the woman in question tries to keep her gaze from meeting mine, and although it is amusing, it is also a bit annoying.

But the meeting that started it all was when we met at the club, I was putting on a red body hug gown that clung really well to my hips, black strappy sandals, minimal make up but I was still killing it. It was the semi finals day of our trip and what is a more better way to end a trip that clubbing. I was heading to the bar to get another drink when I bumped into someone, I apologized immediately and then he said “well I'm beggining to think you're stalking me” recognizing the voice I looked up to see a pair of blue bright eyes staring at me h had a smile on and looked really hot with his hair messy, “oh please don't flatter yourself, you just happen to be everywhere I go, you sure you're n

She takes a little time before answering. "I think incest is sick and perverted." She says, thoughtfully. "But the way you explained it made it seem so erotic, that it made me wet."