Novel & Cerita Erotic Family Stories

EMMA My body was still trembling, thighs slick with our mixed juices, when Sarah lifted herself off me. Her face glistened with my cum, lips swollen and shiny. I lay there on the couch, naked and panting, my perky tits heaving, my shaved pussy still pulsing and leaking from the intense orgasm she’d just given me. Jake stood beside us, his thick cock still half-hard, glistening with the last drops of his own release. The sight of his cum streaking across Mom’s ass and my thighs made my clit throb all over again.

After his revelation, he found it more and more trying to be around his family. Erica never stayed the night in his bedroom again. But each night in the middle of the night while the others slept, she'd sneak in and climb under the covers next to Matt. She'd jerk him off in his boxers and he'd return the favor, fingering her pussy and rubbing her clit until she had to bite down on a pillow to keep from screaming as she came. By the 5th and final night at the cottage, it had become an expected routine.

Brook's pussy was dripping all over her searching fingers as she watched and listened to everything. "C'mon, Daddy," Janice cooed. "Tell me what you did to our baby girl. She deserves to be loved, too. Besides, if you tell me, I'll let you in on something I never told anyone." Brook's mind was spinning like mad as she waited to see how her parents' sex talk was going to go. She pulled harder on her nipples while she pushed a finger up inside her creaming pussy hole and watched her mother slide down just a couple of inches, making her father moan. Then, she practically held her breath with her finger sliding in and out of her slit while her father told Janice everything about what happened: t

Eric :this is the 3rd to the last pose of the day ,so let’s stay here for a little while,stretching our legs,back and arms. I heard a rip and the cold air,brushed past my bare pussy, he pulled his dick, my pussy was already soaking wet, and I didn’t care how wrong this was.. I just needed something inside me. Eric: I need every one to him their favourite song, something that connects you to you favourite time in life.

An argument leads to a mother and son becoming much more. NB: This story contains mature themes of erotic sex, incest/taboo sex and of an adult, explicit, SEXUAL nature. Enjoy. >>>> Everyone depicted in this story that is involved in sexual acts is 18 or over. ***** --1-- I'm writing this because I think other people can learn from my experiences. This happened about fifteen years ago, in the early 2000's. I'm not going to be more specific than that. I don't want to hurt the people...truthfully the person...that I love.

"So... you like erotic stories, don't you, my son?" He attempted to speak, but I interrupted his stammer, reaching down to place my finger to his lips, my big tits just inches above him, my slightly wet pussy directly in front of him in plain sight. "And you particularly like erotic stories about sons and mommies, don't you, my son?" My hand reached down and wrapped gently around his, as expected, erect and ready-to-burst cock.

Fingers hooked thong crotch, yanking aside brutal—fabric snapping thread, exposing my dripping cunt: lips engorged crimson, hole clenching air, clit swollen pearl begging. "Look at you—fucking soaked for your brother." Two thick fingers plunged knuckle-deep—no warning—stretching walls greedy. Squish obscene, juices squirting his palm instant. "This sloppy hole was made for family cock. Not some uni twat." Pumped hard, curling to G-spot mash, thumb grinding clit circles merciless. I screamed real—legs wrapping his waist, heels digging arse. Pussy fluttered grip, suction pulling him deeper; third finger forced in, scissoring brutal stretch. "Yes! Family... yours!" Lies sweet, but orgasm coiled

His voice, his eyes, his scent, his body - everything. Glancing down and placing my hands upon my very pregnant self, I felt my pup kick. My precious pup. Taking a deep breath, remembering why I came to this hellhole and I started walking forward. * “And then,” Emeric continued. “I pushed my brother down the bar stairs and all these hot chicks laughed so hard,” Emeric decided that telling stories of women, his brother, and his drunken self was the best way to pass time; although I hated to hear about other women and my mate in the same sentence, I knew better than to believe that my mate either flirted, talked, or even wanted to be where they were. Emrys knew I was his mate from the start.

She thought as she observed him for any indication of joy or distaste. Eric is an Art dealer, and knew people who get her works on a couple of displays. Patina felt entrenched by his stories of artists he had met; wilderness hikes he had taken. "You took down a bear?" Patina inquired hardly believing how Eric, for all his bravado, and charm, could take on a creature that was able to kill humans. The way he shifted his hands made her uneasy but she dismissed it as they continued their conversation. "What about your parents?" He asked. Patina hesitated; her parents were always a difficult subject to talk about. Partly, because she only knew what her grandparents would tell her. She had never m

he said trailing off as if he remembered something, Ryan's frown got more deeper and deeper, he wasn't liking this feeling, this new feeling that his almighty dad was telling him, making him realize that there family Eros are not truly the most powerful. When the older male saw his son's expression he smiled and continued " If course our Eros household is strong, we are stronger than all the others and we can only be beaten up by this few households, they are ten in number to be precise, amongst all the them there are still the stronger ones, the most dangerous ones are those that have both bloodline traits and same body features, they have a unique blood that is being inherited from their g