Novel & Cerita Erotic Incest

His mouth was moved, no doubt begging little sis to suck his cock. Beth moved her hand to the base of his cock and slowly slid her mouth down. I stood there naked, stroking my own throbbing member, piling taboo upon taboo: naked outdoors, masturbating outdoors, watching unaware people have sex, and knowing that those people were brother and sister. I knew I should be repulsed, but it was just the opposite. I slowed down to avoid climaxing as Karl held his sister's head while she looked up at him, nodding. She held still and let her brother fuck her face. I wanted to cum when he did, so I brought myself to the very edge and waited. Then I saw it: he clenched his ass, cumming in her willing mo

The late-night talk turned to sex, the way it so often did. "You know," Manuela said to Marika, "I've sucked and fucked my share of guys, but when I started hitting on my own family it was like starting all over again. I really wonder if I could make it with an outsider again and get off enough to make it worth my time." "That's what they say about incest," Marika replied. "Once you start, you can't stop." "Who says?" Manuela asked with keen interest. "The books I've read about it," Marika answered with a studious tone. "Some experts claim that one of every four families have members getting it on with each other. It's actually quite common."

I'd spent all day going through it myself. The 'E' folder was p**n. Lots and lots and lots of p**n, enough to dwarf even my own comprehensive collection. Unlike mine, though - which had a variety of different fetishes and themes to fit my many different horny teenaged moods - my sister's smut was centered around one specific thing: incest. Brother/sister incest.

A small chuckle escaped my lips before I faced him once again, regarding him earnestly. “Right here? Now?” He whispered, his eyes flying to the closed door of his bedroom before he stared back at me. I could almost hear the engines in his mind churning, turning, and rolling the idea of humping right in here when our parents were just one floor below. But the thought of it set me ablaze with a different kind of inferno, that sizzled through my stream delivering a flood of heat to my groin. It was the mind-scorching notion of incest that made me want to do it even more.

They alternated, spit-roasting me, hands pinning my wrists. I came repeatedly, body shaking, until they both pulled out, cumming on my tits and face. Hot ropes of semen marked me, their possession complete. As we lay tangled, sweat-slicked, I knew this was just the beginning. My deceptions were unravelling into reality, and I craved every taboo moment.

I'm not sure what Livvy saw on my face, but she frowned slightly and then whispered, "Do you want me to stop?" For a long time, I held her gaze. My mind was spinning. She had such a devilish look on her face, it made me wild with lust. But I knew she wanted more. And I knew I did, too. I wasn't about to let this end yet. Something inside me completely... snapped. I gave in fully to my incestuous desires. Sitting up quickly, I wrapped my arms around her back. Then, before she could say anything, I heaved both our bodies to the side, flipping my daughter onto her back. My cock stayed buried in her cunt the entire time.

I screamed around the vampire’s cock as they double-penetrated me like I was nothing but holes. The incubus rubbed his ridged dick across my clit, smearing that hot, tingling precum all over me. Within seconds the pain started melting into the most fucked-up pleasure I’d ever felt. My body betrayed me completely and without a fight I started cumming , I'm not sure I could fight it. I came hard, shaking and squirting around their cocks while they laughed. Tentacles from teither slid over my body. Two thick ones forced into my mouth alongside the vampire’s cock, stretching my jaw painfully wider.

At the same time, it would trigger the release of viable sperm. Once that happened, I would immediately administer medication to the woman to ensure conception. The Revival Worm was my family’s secret technique, created specifically for the dead. I had already succeeded twenty-six times in a row. Even when acting as a substitute bride, without personally going through with the final step myself, I could still guarantee success using only the Revival Worm and the collection tube. So why had the worms fled the moment they approached Blake? Unless, he wasn’t actually dead. I immediately pressed my hand against Blake’s chest again.

“That’s what makes it so fucking hot. Two gay men ruining their own stepdaughter’s holes every night. No shame, remember? Just pure, rotten pleasure.” Ethan pulled out thick leather cuffs from the bag and quickly secured my wrists to the headboard. “Tonight we’re corrupting you deeper, baby. We’re going to film this pretty little breakdown so you can watch how much of a desperate incest whore you really are.” I shook my head, panic and arousal twisting together. “No cameras— please, Daddies, that’s too far—” “Too far?” Lucas laughed, spreading my ass cheeks and spitting on my hole. “We’re way past too far. You’re ours now.”