Cousin Incest Novels & Stories

“Mom, kill this bastard for me now!” Stephanie shook her head. “Soraya, mom can’t kill him. And well, I shouldn’t kill him too. He’s your cousin.” “What?” Soraya froze as if she had been struck by lightning. ‘Alex is my cousin?’ ‘But I was raped by him just a while ago!’ ‘This… this…’ ‘What do I do? Isn’t this incest?’ ‘If I’m really impregnated with his child, would the baby be deformed because we’re relatives?’

I yelled in pain, cleared my throat, “I’m his cousin on his father’s side if you're curious.” Silence fell from the other line and I heard Eion agreeing to me, “Yes, I forgot to tell you about it, babe.” “Really? I don’t believe you.” Snow said, disbelief lacing in her voice. “Incest is common these days.” Incest? I scrunch my nose in disgust. Ew. Just thinking about it makes me vomit. “Ewww, incest? How did you even think of that? I swear, I only see him as my older brother, Ms. Snow. I just called to request some help from Kuya Eion, that's why I called.” I explained.

“Also, I'm not pining!” “From your reaction, I don't think you'd have stopped at just one fuck. Was he that good?” Callie leaned in. “Since when was sharing sex lives amongst siblings normal?” My face was etched with disgust. “Technically and biologically speaking, we're cousins,” she pointed her straw at me. “Does prying run in the family or what? You and Uncle just love meddling in my affairs, don't you?” I sipped from my cup aggressively without breaking eye contact.

"They're not actually brother and sister. Not by blood." "But they've grown up like brother and sister, since they could barely walk," Jay said. "I agree with Ron; I think they've crossed a line, they know it, and they're okay with it." "And it's not like there's baby-making going on," Sally said. "Penny and Suzy are both on the pill." "So, incest should be thought of as just another word, like swinger, or wife-swapper, or bisexual?" Ron said. "Or cock-sucker, or cunt-lapper, or pervert," Jay added. "Once you get past the silly negative connotations that society has saddled the terms with, it's just having sex with friends and family, right?"

I ask, incredulously. "Not totally," she says, her fingers combing through my pubic hair. "I knew I could get you to fuck me but I wasn't sure how you'd feel about it afterwards," she adds. "Because we're cousins?" I ask as she rakes her fingernails over my flaccid cock. "Right... incest and all that," she murmurs. "But then when you saw me with Lauren..." "Right," she answers. "When you're already fucking your sister, what's a cousin or two?" she laughs.

It was a relief to unload the scenes that had been playing on a repeat cycle in my mind. "OMG," sputtered Ruthie as I finished. "You kissed your cousin." I blinked in confusion. "What?" I asked. "You and Isaac," she gushed. "You're freaking cousins!" She explained while I stared at her in bewilderment. "It sounds like your aunt married ... I mean, mated, or whatever, Isaac's uncle. So you're like, cousins or something. That's so stupid-weird. You're like 'kissing cousins' now." She snorted with a grin.

I ask, incredulously. "Not totally," she says, her fingers combing through my pubic hair. "I knew I could get you to fuck me but I wasn't sure how you'd feel about it afterwards," she adds. "Because we're cousins?" I ask as she rakes her fingernails over my flaccid cock. "Right... incest and all that," she murmurs. "But then when you saw me with Lauren..." "Right," she answers. "When you're already fucking your sister, what's a cousin or two?" she laughs.

We're in the living quarters in back, the scent of rosemary wafts in as he shuts the door, walking towards the exit and into the fresher air. "Oh don't mind him," Araminta sees me watching him leave. "He's just a bit horrified to learn you two are cousins. Carnal love between cousins isn't that unusual within our number--there are too few of us to be so picky. Which is why I didn't protest when my granddaughter, Anise, found a wolf mate." "Wait..hold up," I raise my hand. "Cousin?"

“There is something in their eyes. They all have it. Deanna does too. It is how I knew Henry and Deanna were more than distant cousins. I would say that it has something to do with the way they look but it more and hard to explain. That boy had it too. He is David’s regardless of what anyone else says and the fact he is also Deanna’s sister’s that mean that boy is going to have some issues.” “You think?” Mitsuhide said and Kit looked at the two men. “Genetically that child is so messed up it doesn’t surprise me that he didn’t react. He might not have an idea of what he was supposed to do in the first place.” Kit said as she looked between the two men before her. “I know. Three generations of

“I guess we still like you. Even though you want nothing but to see us dead.” He ran a hand through his hair, gripping the strands until his knuckles went white. “I want to hate you enough to kill you, dear cousin. I want to feel nothing when I think of your name. But here I am, harder than I’ve been in years, because I want to fuck you more than I want to kill you.”