Femboy Incest นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Whether by luck or judgement, she found her mother's g-spot straight away. A surge of delicious, erotic depravity coursed through Fiona's pussy, she let out a deep growl and came hard at the touch of her daughter's incestuous fingers. Annabelle probed the same spot and made her come again, almost as soon as she'd finished her first orgasm. The deeply depraved sense of immorality had magnified Fiona's sexual arousal, she felt as though she would never stop coming for her daughter.

The desperation of wanting her–and seeing her obey me–had me so turned on that after I came all over the laptop screen, I bent down and licked up my own cum, wishing it was her wet cunt on my tongue. I knew I had a goal in mind. And that was to make sure Phoebe knew she was playing with her perfect, tight little pink pussy for her Uncle Aiden. And I knew, I fucking knew, my little niece would be all in for letting Uncle Aiden fuck the hell out of her because, when I’d have her role play these incestuous acts, she came hard and fast. I closed my eyes and thought back to one of the first nights during my visit with my brother and niece. It was right after I’d found out she was a camgirl.

On Tyson's 19th birthday, and Marlon, supposedly at basketball practice and having not picked Josie up from the sitters, I was giving Tyson his birthday present. "Oooh yes baby, just like that sweetheart," Lying under Tyson, my legs around his back, my tan colored nylons at my hips and the bed in my bedroom upstairs creaking, the headboard was developing a continual cadence, and my birthday boy, ploughing his mother. "Cmon sweetie, oh yes!! fuck me, fuck mama!," The bed, straining under the weight and actions of a 240 lb boy, as he was enjoying his birthday gift. The depravity of the incestuous activity, under the unknowing guise of the neighborhood, right outside the window of my bedroom, o

If anyone looked up right now they would see me; naked, collared, spit roasted between two powerful men while the party continued behind us. Jax increased the vibrator inside the dildo. Sharp pulses attacked my clit through the harness. My thighs trembled violently. I whimpered around Zane’s cock but kept the sound muffled. Thaniel moved behind Victor. When Victor pulled out Theo replaced him instantly. His monstrous cock stretched me brutally wide. The size difference made my eyes water. He fucked me with slow powerful breeding thrusts while growling low. “Still trying to knock you up before Langford claims his night. This womb belongs to us.”

While I was shocked by his declaration, I couldn't deny that hearing it turned me on. My twin sister Sarah and I had committed incest many times during our wild college days as roommates... the boys were always so turned on to see twins making out, sisters eating each other... often eating each other's cream pies, following one of our many foursomes. "We both know you want my dick. You've wanted it ever since I... fake accidentally... sent you that pic," he said, as I felt his dick twitch against my ass with a confidence I hadn't seen from him before... well, except while he was pounding Joan just now.

My name's Elizabeth Morgan, I'm 17 and a senior at Hillside High. If you didn't catch on, I live in this town called Hillside. We have lots of hills, and it's the most boring place I've ever lived. I don't recommend it to anyone. Anyways, back to the important stuff and the real reason why you're reading this. At my school, there's this one boy who is commonly known as the fuckboy. He's slept with every girl in our grade besides four of us. Those lucky four being myself, my best friend Ellie, and two other girls you'll probably hear about later.

Most of them had been forced. In fact, there was an occasion that would haunt me until the end of my life, when we received a girl who seemed too young and who had moist eyes. She let some guys take advantage of her body. She didn't react at any time. He didn't even do anything of his own free will. Worst of all, the girl was beautiful, and caught the attention of those beasts in the form of inmates. Even the guards took advantage of the girl.

Jesebelle stood and corrected him, still disgusted. "My wife is different!" Nathan shouts. "A prostitute will always be a prostitute no matter how much you change it! She was use by dirty men like me!" Jesebelle accused. "Sorry, but you're wrong... She's only mine." Nathan says proudly. "Stop it Jesebelle!" Andy warned. "And you believe that?!" but still she never gave up. "Shut up!" Andy pulled her arms. "A group of fellow young men paid for her, as far as I remember they were five, imagine her in____" Jesebelle continued.

Reaching down, I stuffed my fingers into her hole, attempting to cram as much sperm into her as possible. “That’s a giant load of cum in you, Mom. I imagine my sperm are fighting over your eggs from our first incestuous fuck. I’m so lucky to have such a hot mother,” I croaked, slowly pulling my fingers out. She closed her legs tight, trapping my fingers in her filled pussy. It was her silent approval.

Three months. Exactly ninety-two days since that first night at the bar, when Fabian Anders sat down next to her and said, without beating around the bush, that he wanted to fuck her until she forgot her own name. Three months of nights that started at six-thirty and ended when the sun came up, of swollen pussies, marked thighs, throats hoarse from so much moaning and swallowing. Jéssica Clare was no longer the same. Her body carried his marks: faint bruises on the inner thighs, bites on her breasts that took days to fade, an anal plug she wore to work just to remind herself who was in charge. And her pussy? Always wet, always ready, always throbbing for the thick cock that tore her apart ev