Erotic Incest Story Novels & Stories

He hissed, slamming me down harder. “Do that again,” he demanded. I did and he rewarded me with a thrust that made me see white. “You’re driving me crazy,” I said, my fingers tangling in his damp hair. “Good,” he replied, slowing to grind against me, circling his hips. The friction on my clit built another peak. “I want you addicted.” The thought terrified me, addicted to my daughter’s fiancé, but my body didn’t care. “Derek… fuck, I'm gonna come."

A damaged young man finds his sister, hope, and love. NB: This story contains mature themes of erotic sex, incest/taboo sex and of an adult, explicit, SEXUAL nature. Enjoy. >>>> Please note that violent abuse is a key part of this work. It is briefly described at the beginning of the story and discussed several times by its characters. Thank you, as always, for reading. ------------------- Murder ----------------

"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

I ordered pizza for us and as they gamed, I fired up the laptop in my bedroom, curious to read the stories he'd been stroking to yesterday. As I read story after story, I was shocked both at the content of the stories and by what these stories were doing to me. My pussy was on fire, and my left hand slowly pleasured myself as I read each incestuous story. Some of the stories had dominant sons seducing their mothers, while others had powerful daughters dominating their mothers, while still others were more intimate and egalitarian in the sexual relationships between sons and mothers. I'd never even remotely considered my children in a sexual way, but yesterday's events of my son's masturbatio

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.

I hugged my toy and soaked the floor, groaning into the socks. A clean bath towel fluttered over my head, covering me and blocking my vision. I'd been caught. Only one person knew where I was. The back of my dress was tossed up over my back. Then I felt it. A cock, a real cock, rubbing up and down my slit, spreading my fluids. I was so far gone that I didn't care that my oldest son was about to commit incest. His cock was a little bigger than his father's. He held my hips and plunged in, ah, the vigor of youth. A real cock and "Whirlly"-nypho nirvana.

Diana announced. "Me." They said again. "Long ago, our grandfather Ryan was banished from his town because he and his wife committed incest..." "What is incest mu" Larry asked. "Incest is when you sleep with your sister. It is not acceptable in their town but it is legal here, you understand? No law will put you behind bars for committing incest."

Faith wasn't sure how to traverse this new relationship, and so she got online to look up information about incestuous mother-son relationships. She often read erotic stories online and masturbated to some of them, they were usually romantic and passionate. Faith decided to enter a search for mother-son incest on her favorite story site. She was aghast at all the stories that pulled up from her search. There were at least several dozen stories on screen and there were more pages to access too. She only had a few hours before her beloved Chris would be home. She was going out with him tonight and thought she needed to be ready for her first date with her son.

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.

“Mmm… please… ahh… I need it… oh god…” Tears streamed down her face as she writhed. “Please… Uncle Ethan… I’m sorry… I need to cum… mmm… ahh… please let me… ohhh…” He leaned close, his breath hot against her ear. “Who do you belong to, Clara? Say it.” “You!” she cried out. “My uncle! I belong to my uncle… only you… please! Mmm… ahh!” Only then did he relent, his mouth latching onto her clit with fierce suction while three fingers thrust deep and fast