Novel & Cerita Erotic Incest Stories

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.

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.

He looked powerful, untouched by the sickness that had taken his brother. He crawled back over me, his knees forcing my thighs wide. He positioned the wet, blunt head of his cock at my pussy entrance, rubbing it against my clit in slow, rhythmic circles that had me clawing at the sheets, my toes curling into the silk. "Tell me you want it," he commanded, his jaw tight as he fought for his own control. "Tell me you want your husband’s brother inside you." "I want you," I screamed, my legs wrapping around his waist, pulling him closer until I could feel the heat radiating off him. "I want you inside me, Richard! Now!"

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.

I could feel his balls start to tense up, and I said to him, almost a bit too harshly: “Oh, not yet, you motherfucker. I need this man’s dick inside me. And I mean NOW!” I quickly sat up, spitting out the saliva that had gathered from my throat gagging, and then used it as lube for my clit—and then my stepson’s meat stick. I sat on his face and almost yelled: “Eat my fucking cunt. Eat it! You like that? You like eating out your stepmom’s pussy? Yeah, well toss my motherfucking salad! Lick that fucking asshole like there’s no tomorrow! FUCK YES!” I knew it was moments away—that full incestuous plunge of penetration. I pulled him up and straddled him, placing my left hand on his shoulder to st

She struggled inwardly, her hands pushing at his chest half-heartedly, but her legs wrapped around his waist of their own accord, pulling him tighter. “Aaron, please… stop,” she murmured, but her voice lacked conviction. He rocked his hips again, grinding his erection harder against her p^ussy, the denim rough against her lace, creating friction that sent jolts of pleasure straight to her core. Her clit swelled under the assault, pulsing with need. Why does it feel so good? she wondered, guilt twisting like a knife. He’s family—step or not. This is incestuous, sinful. But f^uck that pressure… it’s making me wetter. She bit her lip to stifle a moan, her body arching toward him despite her men

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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.

she started then looking toward the room door beyond which Andre was probably sleeping or wondering what we were whispering about, she put the thumb and index finger of her right hand together to form a circle then inserted her left index finger in it in an obscene gesture. My eyes widened. “Fucking? No, they won’t! Would they?!” “Wouldn't be the first time siblings fuck. Give them a room and they will be banging and sweating like fresh fucked foxes in a forest fire.” I laughed at her description but the image of Andre and Carla couldn’t leave my head. “If they are then that’s incest!” “Once again wouldn’t be the first time. I have read some pretty disgusting stuff on Ask Diddy, siblings and