Books About Incest Novels & Stories

I want to talk to someone about it, maybe one of my girlfriends, but I'm afraid to. I decided not to seek out the advice of one of my friends just yet, instead, I did an internet search about daughters and sex with parents. I didn't find much mainstream news or articles other than many negative articles saying how it's illegal and immoral in most communities. However, there is history in royal families around the world that participated in incest. I did find some stories written by people who think a lot about sex with fathers and mothers. Fiction maybe but real thoughts just the same. Most of the stories seemed almost normal after reading them. I was sexually aroused and did masturbate whil

Stephanie’s POV I was fucking horny and my girlfriend was out of town. I was already thinking of jerking off before Grandma called me and when I found out what it was all anout, I was so happy. This is like one of my craziest fantasies come to life. Having sex with one of my family members. Incest was not something I considered a sin like other people did. “I would not put so much oil on grandma’s body because her skin is already saggy and soft.”

"You have done some research it seems." She looked proud of herself. "Remember how much studying I did before we bought my saddle last year? This means a whole lot more to me than that saddle does! Yeah, I've researched." She continued on. "The two main reasons that incest is illegal are religion and genetics." "In the case of religion... not all religions even agree it's wrong! There are many that say it is perfectly acceptable. Besides, neither of us is really religious anyway." "In the case of genetics... It is because of birth defects and higher chance of abnormalities. Well... I definitely don't want to get pregnant. We can be careful, so that doesn't happen."

My room door swung open to chaos: clothes spilling from cases, books toppled, my pink vibrator half-buried under a jumper like a guilty secret. He dumped the box on the bed, straightening with a grunt. "Right, let's get this sorted. Can't have my precious girl living in squalor." Precious girl. The words dripped possession, wrapping around me like chains. He started unpacking—methodical, strong hands ripping tape, lifting heavy textbooks one-handed. I knelt beside him, arse towards the mirror, skirt riding high as I folded tops. Every time he reached across, his knuckles brushed the side of my tit—once, twice, accidental-on-purpose. The third time, his palm grazed full-on, cupping the unders

There's are a few themes which will be present in this part unlike the last, there are: 📌child molestation, 📌incest, 📌suicide 📌rape, 📌explicit content. 📌dark 📌violence I am writing this book because I felt people need to know. *This chapter might cause people to be triggered read with caution and no rude comment* Thank you . "You think your pain and your heartbreak are unprecedented in the history of the world, but then you read. It was books that taught me that the things that tormented me most were the very things that connected me with all the people who were alive, who had ever been alive." ~James Baldwin

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And he was addicted to his little girl’s tight pussy. This was only the first story in the book of our sins. There were ninety-nine more ways to damn ourselves still waiting. And I could not wait to fall even deeper.

Naya Hart If you just finished reading this, let's say a prayer together. Oh Lord, forgive me for I have sinned. 🙏🏽 And honestly? I am not even sorry. If you made it all the way to the end of Forbidden Desires — from Ruin Me Stepfather down to My boyfriend ,y stepbrother, you are built differently and I respect you deeply. 😭🖤 This book was never for the faint of heart. It was for the ones who read with the door locked and the brightness turned all the way down.

An oversized cardigan, a pleated skirt that rested just above my knees, and rimmed glasses; my hair was in a messy bun with a pencil stuck into it. No one ever looked twice at the quiet Elena Voss. Perfect. I headed straight to the Rare Books section, the one Dr. Marcus Hale guarded like a treasure. I chose my usual spot; a wooden table tucked between towering shelves and I spread out my notes. But my real prize was waiting for me right on the shelf, a leather-bound book I’d discovered two weeks ago. Shadows of Desire by Marcus Hale. My library professor whose deep commanding voice made my thighs clench during lectures.

She did it. I didn't close the door of my room so that Nadya felt calm. There, we talked about a lot of things. I told Nadya about my childhood; I told her everything about me, my college, my ex-girlfriend Anne, my abusive father, and others. Everything, except one thing: the incident when Mrs. Souza raped me. Not only Nadya, my mother herself never know that I had been raped. I don't tell anyone. When Nadya asked about my work, I answer :