Erotic Incest Novels & Stories

Like a puppet controlled by lustful heat pooling between my thighs, I went on my knees and wrapped my hand around the base of the member. Aiden’s body tightened. It was as though he wanted to stop me, but he was too excited to stop me. “Now, lick him like I showed you,” Laura said. My heart thumped as I flattened my tongue at the base of cock, and licked it up just as Laura had done. “Now lick his tip,” Luca said, his voice deeper like he was getting turned on. I rolled my tongue at the tip of my erection, brushing the small hole. Aiden let out a soft moan, and his thighs clenched harder.

Soon I raised a leg and draped it over his back, giving him better access to me, and even reached down to open myself more with my fingers. "Eat my pussy, Oliver, my body is on fire," I begged. Bracing myself, I put my hands on his broad shoulders and looked down as he sucked on my pussy. I was so turned on by my the illicit, incestuous sight that it did not take him very long to rouse me toward my own climax. He bent closer, licking my pussy, moving his tongue up and down both sides of my swollen lips. As my moans became louder and my body began to quiver, he focused on my clitoris with his tongue and pistoned two fingers in and out of my slippery vagina. It wasn't long before my knees shoo

didn't exist in an incubus's dictionary. I told him: if you're a man, you finish what you start. No quitting midway. It wasn't until later that I understood — he hadn't quit. He was afraid I couldn't handle it. After all, serpentfolk have two penises. From that point on, Jace never said another word about our sex activities. He just did it. Cold-faced. Thinking back to that scene, I was mortified. So I turned to him with the most sincere expression I could manage.

He removed his mouth to speak to his brother. "Suck that pussy, Kill," Sin encouraged, his breath hot on my asshole. "Taste how much she wants us." Then he went to feast on my taboo hole again. I was losing my mind. The sensation of Killian's tongue in my pussy while Sin had his tongue circling the groove of my ass, plus his hands on my breasts, was too much. I felt my climax building, a tidal wave of heat rushing to my center. "I'm gonna cum! Please! Don't stop!" I begged.

“Cream all over your professor’s cock again. Let me feel you squeeze me.” The orgasm hit like a wave crashing over me. I cried out, back arching off the lectern as my pussy spasmed hard around his thrusting shaft, flooding him with fresh wetness. My thighs shook, toes curling in my heels. Elias didn’t stop. He fucked me through it, hips snapping erratically now, chasing his own release. “Gonna fill you again,” he growled. “Gonna pump another load deep in this student pussy. Mark you so you’re leaking me for days.”

Just two weeks ago , I was at a party and I had an orgy with people I have no idea about . It’s not that I do not feel remorse, I do feel remorseful , but that isn’t everything. From the start of my girlhood , I have tried to hide these feelings that have been struggling to get out of me. Why do I feel so attracted to someone very close to me and I have his blood running through my veins . I don’t feel disgusted thinking about it , but I know that I want to do do this , I don’t know how much I’m going to keep on fighting this feeling and the urge to fuck my uncle .

It sprang out—thick, veined, the shaft curving slightly up, head flared wide and already leaking a bead of precum that I smeared over the tip with my thumb. "Fuck," I muttered, stroking from base to tip in long, firm pulls. The skin was hot, stretched tight over the ridges. Eight inches of meat that had ruined more women than I could count. I remembered the last assistant—Sarah, married, her wedding ring glinting under the desk lamp as she begged me to fill her on this very desk. I'd bent her over, spread her cheeks, and slammed in deep while she sobbed my name. Before her, Lisa—on her knees under the conference table during a call, swallowing my load while her husband texted her goodnight.

… I love fucking Eva in every hole, but nothing turns me on more than slipping deep inside her sweet, dirty mind. The first time we came up here, we were just an ordinary couple getting away for the weekend. Until, as we sat by the fire with a bottle of good wine, Eva told me about the man inside her head. How he whispered depraved things that made her blush—and masturbate. He took videos of her playing with herself and showed it to his friends while she had to sit and listen to their rude comments. He put her to work as his special assistant, whose duties involved catering to the needs of wealthy clients. Sometimes he’d make her fellate them during meetings, their cocks protruding from thei

Loving it. The invasion was swift and brutal, stretching her already sore ring of muscle. A sharp cry was muffled by the cock fucking her throat. Full. So full. She was packed, a triple penetration that stole the breath from her lungs and any coherent thought from her mind. Her body bowed off the bed, a silent scream of overwhelming ecstasy. “Look at that,” someone whistled. “All three holes stuffed. A perfect fucking gangbang slut.”