Erotic Incest Stories Novels & Stories

The Taboo Chronicles is a curated collection of dark, twisted, and unapologetically erotic stories designed to push the boundaries of conventional desire. From the sacred halls of a silent church to the high-stakes shadows of obsessive power plays, these stories explore the raw, unyielding side of human hunger. Whether it’s the thrill of a secret shared in the dark or the surrender of a soul to a dominant force, nothing is off-limits.

but what really got my cock up to speed in a hurry was when i happened to access the g****e file to see what shed been fishing for about six lines down i read that someone and it had to be laura had inquired about incest stories and lo and behold when i dug around deeper in the history file i saw that my darling daughter was reading erotic stories about fathers seducing their daughters i decided it was time to up the ante i didnt want to come on too strong to her despite my raging desire i wanted her to take things at her pace and for her to decide how far she wanted to go

I let out a loud, choked-off cry. He started a brutal, fast pace. The desk was hitting the wall—thud, thud, thud. Every time he slammed into me, I felt a wave of shared heat explode in my body. I wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled him down so I could bite his shoulder. I wanted to mark him. I wanted everyone to know he belonged to me. The erotica of the moment was overwhelming. We were two people who should not be together, doing things that were forbidden. The risk of being caught made it even hotter. I could feel him clenching, his muscles getting hard as he pushed deeper and faster.

My own fingers never left my clit, working in a frantic, blurred motion. I pushed off Dante one more time, another fountain of my release spraying so far it almost cleared the bed. I was beyond gone. I sank back down, gripping Kael’s length to stroke him while Jax grabbed me by the neck, pulling me into a deep, desperate kiss. When he pulled away, he kept his hand on my throat, his eyes dark with a terrifying intensity. "You like being our little secret, don't you, Ariel? You like being the family slut."

, my mouth vibrating around Draven's shaft as an orgasm crashed over me. I came hard, my ass clenched hard on Lucien, my pussy spasmed on Cedric. Waves of bliss pulsed through me as my juices squirted out drenching Cedric's thick cock and his thighs. Lucien roared as he buried himself one last time balls deep in my ass and spurted hot loads of his cum filling me up. Cedric followed as he jerked his hip ferally until he tip pushed through my cervix once more. He pumped his load in my womb, filling it up and mixing with Thorne's earlier load.

Five minutes later, I was too busy reading the story to care. So now we were sharing sibling incest stories. We tried some others in the category, too. But the mom/son, dad/daughter ones creeped both of us out. We did OK with cousins. But for us, clearly, brother/sister incest was best. In story form, anyway. Especially the ones where the sister got pregnant at the end. We shared other stories, but more and more I was seeing a steady diet of sibcest. Better (worse), I'd become accustomed to all of it. Like slipping into the pool step-by-step, by the time I was underwater I was used to the temperature. I don't think either of us realized the danger we were putting ourselves in.

WARNING : This is a collection of short erotic stories. It is extremely explicit, raw and unfiltered. Not suitable for readers under 18. Step into a world where every shade of temptation comes alive. Where obsession feels like love, and ruin feels like pleasure. Every tale drags you into a secret desire, a toxic attraction. Where heroines love being ravaged, and still beg for more. Stepdads who claim what they desire while mom is away or sleeping. Dominant piano tutor who turns practice into breathless, handcuffed restraint, and a junior brother who blackmailed their sisters into a threesome.

His cock was already thick and dark, straining towards me, slick with a bead of his own pre-cum. He pushed me onto my stomach, yanking my hips up so my ass was high in the air. I felt the warm splash of oil on my lower back, then the shocking, filthy heat of his oiled cock pressing against my asshole. He didn't try to enter. Instead, he wedged himself between my ass cheeks, fucking the tight space between them, his hips slamming against me, the slick head of his cock sliding over my pussy with every brutish thrust. It was obscene. Degrading. The most intensely erotic thing I had ever felt. I was sobbing into the velvet, begging without words.