Novel & Cerita Erotic Family Stories

"Ride it like you've been starving for it. I want to feel how much you've been wanting this. Tell me, you little slut, did my brother make you leak like this? Or was it the thought of me finally claiming what Manuel couldn't use?" "It was you," I sobbed, my head rolling back as he shoved his hips upward, meeting my descent with a jarring force that sent sparks through my vision. "Always you, Raymond." "Liar," he hissed, his grip tightening until I whimpered. "You wanted us both. You wanted the whole family to see how wet you could get. Now move your ass and milk me. I want to feel every muscle in that pussy squeezing the life out of my cock."

In order for everyone to enjoy family get-togethers and reunions, her father Ernest killed fatty hogs and hired skilled chefs and assistants. Since Ericka has delayed her menstruation and was still acting like a child while her childhood playmates were in full bloom, one of Ericka's best, attractive childhood relatives—whom the family finds amusing due to her attractive face and fashion sense—finally takes notice of her that family reunion.

Each entry held a piece of the story, a glimpse into the forbidden love affair that had haunted our family for generations. The journal chronicled the tale of two souls bound by love, torn apart by circumstances beyond their control. It spoke of their unyielding devotion, their sacrifices, and the insurmountable obstacles they faced in their pursuit of happiness. As the story unfolded, we realized that their love had not only defied societal norms but also ignited the fury of those who sought to keep their union hidden.

My mom had a special way of using her sharp teeth to play with my private areas, making me feel intense pain and even more intense pleasure. One day after school, Anna and I were ovulating and we decided to take the sex to my house since there was no one around. We got very carried away, forgetting to lock the door and my mom walked in on us, as we were rubbing our clitoris against each other. She was shocked at first that it was Anna, because my mom always thought she was straight but she did not care after some time. In fact my mom brought up the idea of a three some and not just any type of threesome. The type where we use sex tools and use sex cards to do.

“Take it, Victoria. Take it like the hungry wife you are.” He reached around her, his fingers finding me, wet and throbbing. He plunged two fingers inside me, his thumb circling my clit. The dual stimulation—feeling him fuck his wife while he fingered me—unraveled me. “Oh god,” I whimpered. “Look at her, Victoria,” Jonathan commanded, his thrusts becoming erratic. “Look at what you’re a part of.”

" Dean won't say the words out loud, but he's proud of that fact. His wheels start turning, and his angry gaze turns curious. Focusing more on me than usual. "Eros, we're royalty in our world. They were strong, fierce, wildly independent, but their hearts? That's what people flocked to. Everyone loved them besides the Dawson family. Rumors are something happened between the families hundreds of years ago and got twisted over time. Regardless, it's a story for another time. I've always wondered how they got the upper hand on Ezekial. He wasn't only an Alpha; he was a warrior, too. A force of nature."

The dirty words, the forbidden reality of who he was, and the way he owned my body pushed me closer and closer to the edge. “I’m going to fill you up,” he growled, thrusting harder, deeper. His voice took on a darker, primal edge. “I’m going to breed this tight little cunt. Pump you full of my cum until it’s dripping out of you. You want that? You want me to knock you up while your best friend has no idea?” His absolutely filthy words were my undoing. My walls clenched around him violently as my orgasm crashed over me. I came hard, screaming his name, my body shaking in the cuffs as waves of pleasure crashed through me.

He took my hands. "I want a chance," he said. "A real chance. To experience what it feels like to be loved. Not just fucking or this arrangement you have with my father. I want to build an actual reality with you, and I want him here for it. He’s the only family I still claim." Robin started unbuttoning his shirt while he spoke. "Hillian told me everything about you. How you look when you cum. How long you’ve been untouched by the old man. How you touched yourself in his room that day. I listened to every word he told me."

“This isn’t a one-time thing for me, Bella. I’ve wanted you for too long. Now that I’ve had a taste… I’m not letting you go.” My heart fluttered with a dangerous mix of excitement and fear. Forbidden love. That’s what this was. My husband’s brother. The ultimate betrayal. And yet, lying here in the bed I shared with Marco, filled with another man’s cum, it felt like the most natural thing in the world. We stayed like that for nearly an hour — touching, kissing, whispering filthy promises of what we would do next time. Luca’s cock eventually hardened again against my thigh, but we both knew time was running out. The kids would be dropped off soon. Marco might come home early.

ERIN Jake's apartment smelled like pine and leather, nothing like the clinical antiseptic of the medical station. He poured whiskey with hands that barely shook, the amber liquid catching lamplight like trapped fire. We hadn't spoken during the walk here. Some truths were too dangerous for open air. "My grandmother had stories," he said finally, not looking at me. "About wolves that shouldn't exist anymore. A bloodline that was—" He stopped, took a drink. "Wiped out before I was born. Before my mother was born, even."