Erotic Incest Novels & Stories

His flesh was now glistening as more and more precum oozed from that mushroom-shaped tip. "Yes, baby," she confessed. "Not until I saw your cock and call out dirty things you should never, ever say." Levi groaned and squeezed his rigid cock flesh tighter. His mother was just now seeing how much he loved her watching him. Maybe just watching and being watched would be enough for them without resorting to actual fucking to satisfy themselves. No one could ever come back from anything as wrong as mother-son incest. What they'd been doing so far was already bad enough, but at least she could hold her head up and tell herself she wasn't one of those desperate women who fuck their own sons.

"My god Scott, she's so drunk right now you could probably slip your hand down the back of her pants, just like she's doing to you. Go ahead, slide a hand lower. She's soft and smooth, her tender skin keeps going past her waistline, and she trembles as you climb inside. Her skin never gets touched under there, it's private, intimate. Feel her womanly body Scott, her hips, her secret naked skin, the unseen flesh she's been saving, for you perhaps. Her son." Those words surged my erection deeper into my doctor's grip. She grabbed it tight and squeezed as she continued filling my mind with erotic torture. "Oh Scott, there is no doubt that you're hard for your own mother as she licks your neck a

he whispered, grinding his hips slightly against mine. I felt it. Oh God, I felt it. A hard, thick ridge pressing against my belly through his sweatpants. He was hard. My uncle was hard, and he was pressing his erection against me. My brain was in absolute fragments. This was wrong. This was incestuous. This was forbidden. But I was so wet. I was soaking through my panties, the liquid heat pooling between my legs. "Uncle Ryder..." I moaned, the title feeling dirty and erotic on my tongue.

Fuck, my son was going to get us caught. I grabbed his soaking wet fingers again. I pulled up, and the little bastard slid his hand up and under my dress, over my slender tummy, and grabbed onto my right breast. My nipple throbbed beneath his palm, bending as he rubbed my tit in a circle. Electric pulses shot through me, and I arched my back, forcing my ass harder into his lap and my pussy lower onto his cock. His knob pushed through me, searching for the closest thing I had to virgin pussy meat. I bit the inside of my cheek to keep from crying out as I came again. This time, my son only swelled his cock within me as I bathed his incest dick in my golden honey. Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck, I t

“Did you think he loves you like an ordinary human parent would? Merfolk have no such feelings—he only wanted to raise you and mate with you, because you are no different from released Yiki to him. Moreover, you’re the perfect mate because you have my Yiki, and if you became his mate, it would give ground for his bid to claim my title.” “No, that’s impossible! Isn’t that incest? He’s my grandfather…” I argued in disbelief, my heart feeling as if it had been stabbed. However, despite my argument, I was perfectly aware that the concept of incest only existed in human society, and that the merfolk had no such concept at all—a case in point being Dicken and myself, since the merfolk felt nothing

He fucked her with long, deep strokes, one hand stroking Adaora’s clit while the other choked his sister lightly, reminding her of the blood they shared. The hut grew sweltering. Sweat poured off their bodies. The scent of sex — sweet pussy, salty sweat, masculine musk, palm wine, and blood — became overwhelming. Chinedu made them perform the ultimate taboo offerings — forcing Adaora to suck Nkechi’s clit while he fucked her from behind, then making Nkechi lick her own brother’s cock and balls while he railed Adaora deep, tasting the pussy he had just come from. The pleasure was raw, dark, and psychologically devastating. Shame, guilt, incestuous taboo, and overwhelming lust twisted together

With two fingers, I smashed them together around her engorged nipple. That made her cries grow even louder. My humping thrusts were so hard by that point that I could hear skin slapping against skin. Her pussy took my cock as if they were old lovers. In and out, it plunged as deep as I could go from behind. Her body started to shake and then mine did, too. We were both moaning. Oh god, our incestuous coitus was worlds beyond anything I had ever imagined.

But then her breathing got more labored and her hands trembled, indicating she was gonna cum soon. This would be her fourth orgasm. And yet, I somehow couldn’t reach mime. Maybe since the person I would instead be fucking was Elena. Oh, Elena… the thoughts of her made my dick hardened. Her beautiful face. Her body. Her lips. I hastened my pace in slamming into Vanessa. I could feel my sperm load building up. I was taken back to the night I fucked her. The night I tied her down. And took her shamelessly. I defiled all parts of her body.

Her clit was throbbing intensely and she felt herself shiver when flashbacks of Zane’s cock in her mouth began to haunt her mind. She could still feel her heart racing but it was for an entirely different reason now. She recognized the feeling because she was sexually exploited by her mother’s boyfriends when she was younger, just like Mike. She knew it was dangerous to be aroused at the moment but her mind had been programmed to feel intensively horny when a man was extremely older than her or had a big cock that could rearrange her guts. Mike had the same tendency and it was the most common trait. Aside from Red, Mike was the only person who understood Gem the best.