Erotic Stories Family Novels & Stories

I never came into his work as I was usually at school or at a friend's place during the weekend but offering a nice gesture to bring his document in for him opened my eyes to the little secrets he was hiding. For some reason I couldn’t control myself. I was staring and couldn’t look away, watching them together. Watching as his large hands gripped her throat as he fucked her so hard that my pussy clenched and throbbed. The way he was thrusting in and out of her was effortless and his cock seemed to penetrate her deeply. The erotic sounds of skin meeting skin echoed in the massive office room and I had stood by the door, spellbound. I knew there was something about Henry my attractive step-fa

We kissed, and this could be the end of the journey for the therapist and the patient’s story, but a new beginning for lovers who find their path. “I must say, you fuck too good.” I bit my tongue. “I want more, daddy,” I sounded way more seductive than my looks.

he asked. A moan escaped my lips. I pushed back against his hand. "Yes. Please." Father Jake rubbed faster. His other hand stayed on my breast. He pinched my nipple. "You are dripping," he said. "Your body wants this." I nodded. Shame mixed with need. "It does. Even though I am married. Even though this is a church." He pushed one finger inside me. Then two. He moved them in and out. The wet sounds filled the quiet space. "You cheated once," he said. "Now you are here with me. Does that make you feel worse or better?"

I press and some part of me doesn't want her to say it. "Like a coup. You know." She clears her throat. "And it was violent. But, hey, I don't think it's always like that, okay? Mostly the family's boring. They run their businesses and do their stupid little crimes and eat too much food. They think they're cool, but they're honestly living in another century." "Right," I say, suddenly feeling very exposed and dizzy. I have to grip the balcony to steady myself. Eros took over his family in a violent coup. He didn't mention that part of his ascension to power.

“Actually, my wife and I come up from San Francisco a few times a year, but not for the wine. We like to play our kinky Dom-sub sex game in your local country inn. Would you care to join us tonight?” I smile as I continue on down the street. If only it were that easy. Of course, bringing back another woman might be pushing Eva a little too far. This time. I pass a quaint tavern—everything is quaint here— and peek inside. Dim lighting, a few customers perched at the bar. Perfect. I take a table in a shadowy corner and order a glass of Frank Family Cabernet. You can’t get that by the glass in the city.

Especially incest literature. I found all kinds of stories about taboo love and sexual relationships. Brothers and sisters. Moms and sons. Aunts and nephews. And even some gay stories. But most of all, the topic my daddy clearly had the highest volume of, were father-daughter stories. That intrigued me no end. I found myself getting hyper-absorbed in every erotic incest story I read. I couldn't stop myself. I must have read nearly a dozen different stories those two mornings. And there were still dozens and dozens more that I hadn't touched.

"Let me feel that pussy." Our mouths find each other again, kissing messy with tongue tangling, we moaned into each other's mouth, our eyes half closed. Then he froze. "Shit...I don't have a condom." "It's okay, I'm on pill." He slammed up into me, hard and fast. "Oh fuck, Grey! Yes!" He didn't slow down. His cock was hitting my spot over and over. I grabbed my hair, pulling it into a quick ponytail, sweat dripping down my chest.

Jacob didn’t react, but his silence spoke more than any other words. Eric chuckled lightly before answering his own question. "Well, I'll tell you, I’m here for her, I’ve decided to adopt her, I heard the Collins family doesn’t value their daughter, so I thought of stealing her away from Collins family, unlike Collins, our Lawrence family, cherishes their girls." "Lawrence?" Ivory mumbled in surprise, her eyes widening at the weight that the family name carries. Eric turned to her with a charming smile unlike the cold expression he has towards Jacob. "Yes, princess, I’m Eric Lawrence, young master of the Lawrence family, don't you know that?"

“The body cleansing thing? With your stepdad and your brothers?” Heat flooded my face, and I nodded. “Ethan, Ryan, and my stepdad. All three of them are going to fuck me. It’s a tradition. They call it a body cleansing ceremony and they say it marks me as a woman in the family.” My voice cracked a little. “No limits or holding back.” Saying it out sent a fresh rush of slick heat between my legs. I squeezed my thighs harder trying to ease the ache but it only made it worse.

He just rubbed the fat head of his cock against my spit-slicked asshole and pushed. The stretch burned. It hurt in the best fucking way. I bit my own wrist to stay quiet as he forced inch after thick inch into my ass. My legs shook. My pussy was still dripping from the orgasm at the table, and now my ass was being split open by my father-in-law’s cock while the rest of the family chatted in the next room. Robert bottomed out with a low groan, his heavy balls pressed against my pussy. “Fuck, this ass is mine now,” he snarled, gripping my hips hard. “Tightest fucking hole I’ve ever had. You feel that? Daddy’s cock stretching your married ass while your husband’s twenty feet away.”