Forced Family Sex Stories

Contents of this story includes explicit sex scenes, and if it doesn't suit you, avoid reading! Tales of iniquity draws you closer to the sex life of the characters in the book. Including- BL, GL, MM, BB and all manner of forbidden romance. Beware!

Umikot ang mundo ni Sunshine kay Angelo at sa anak nilang si Daryl ngunit imbes na pagmamahal, nagtulong pa ang mag-ama na ipadala siya sa kulungan. Paglaya niya matapos ang dalawang taon, mismong birthday din ng anak niya. Pero ang kahilingan nito? “I want a new mommy.You're a bad woman! I don’t want you as my mom!” Ang asawa niya ay malamig ang boses na nagsalita. “Sunshine, let’s get a divorce. I’ll take our son.” At ang kabit nito, ngiting-ngiti na tumingin sa kanya. “Sunshine, your husband and your son are mine now.” Tiniis niya ang panlalait ng biyenan, panghuhusga ng lahat at pagiging malamig ni Angelo. Pero sa loob lang ng dalawang taon, nawalan siya ng ama, ng anak, ng asawa… ng tahanan. Sa huli, napuno rin si Sunshine. “Then let's end it. Let’s divorce.” Pagkatapos ng lahat, may isang lalaking muling lumapit sa kanya, ang matagal na niyang crush noon. Tahimik, mabait, at laging nariyan para sa kanya. Doon lang niya nalaman kung gaano kasarap mahalin ng taong totoo kang pinipili. Pero totoo nga ba ang pinakikita nito sa kanya o isa lang itong patibong ng tadhana para muli siyang ilugmok habang pinipilit niyang itayo ang sarili mula sa pagtalikod ng pamilya sa kanya?

“You want to be cleansed?” his voice was rough, dangerous. “Then let me drag every filthy sin out of you.” His hand slid higher, shoving her dress up to her hips. She whimpered when his fingers pressed against the thin lace hiding her heat already soaked through. “On your knees, begging for forgiveness, and dripping for me,” he muttered darkly. “Do you feel how wet you are? That’s not holy. That’s you wanting to be fucked.” Two fingers pushed past the lace, plunging inside her slick heat. Her moan broke in the stillness, echoing in a place that should have been sacred. Shame burned her cheeks, but her hips rocked helplessly against his hand, clenching around every thrust as if she’d been waiting for this sin all along. These are chances to watch good girls give in, bad girls take control, and men break every rule to have them. Stepbrothers, bosses, best friend’s fathers, priests, professors, dangerous strangers each story pushes the line between resistance and surrender. Dirty, addictive, and impossible to put down, this mature collection will leave you wet, aching, and hungry for more.

What if your next filthy favorite story started with a moan… and ended with “Yes, Daddy”? Then take a deep breath… •ON MY KNEES, DADDY• is ready to leave you soaked, breathless, and aching for more. This is a raw, erotic collection of dominant men who don’t ask—they take. And their submissives? Oh, they beg. They kneel. They come apart, over and over. Inside, you'll find stories that cross every line: hotel-room threesomes, forbidden stepdaddy fantasies, one-night stands, rough office sex, taboo roleplay, and the kind of dirty stories that will have your thighs clenched and your fingers wandering. Warning: These pages drip with sin. Read in private, or get caught dripping. 18+ only.

I was the real daughter of the Sinclair family, yet I was the one abandoned when their fake daughter and I were kidnapped and taken to the top of a building. They were given a choice between the two of us, and they chose to save the fake daughter, letting me be pushed off from the eighteenth-floor balcony. Even though I survived, I was completely disappointed in them. Then, their attitudes changed overnight. My parents, who despised me, started asking me about my likes and dislikes. My brother who wished me dead, started suddenly giving me precious jewelry. Even my fiancé, who always claimed I was nothing compared to the fake daughter, started to prepare for our wedding. To say I was confused was an understatement.

I was moments from freedom—seconds from marrying the Beta who loved me—when he walked in.Lucien Hale. Alpha of Crescent Ridge. Billionaire. Cold-blooded. And somehow my fated mate. He didn’t speak to me. He didn’t ask.He simply claimed me—right there in front of everyone.Now I’m trapped in his world of glass towers and growling shadows. He says he hates me. That he’ll never love the daughter of the man who ruined his family. But his hands say otherwise. His eyes say otherwise.And every time I try to run, he pulls me back… like he’s punishing himself as much as he’s punishing me.I want to hate him. I should hate him.But the bond is breaking us both.

"Mo*n louder, Raphael—let the whole palace hear who you belong to." "I hate you. *h—Xavier!" "If you hate me, then why are you drip*i*g all over my c*ck, little prince?" He’s my stepbrother. My enemy. The man I swore to ruin. I wear my pride like armor, and my hatred like a crown. He killed my mother. Stole my dreams. Took the throne I was born for. And yet, on the night I was to marry another… Xavier found me drugged and trembling—and buried himself so deep inside me, I shattered. "You were supposed to belong to him," he growled, thrusting until I sobbed, "but this h*le was made for me." I clawed at his back, cursed him, begged for more. My body? A traitor. "H*rd*r… F*ck, Xavier—d**per—" "You’ll ta*e every inch and thank me." I lied. Told the world he r***d me. Watched the king whip him bloody. It hurt to see. But revenge tasted sweeter. Later, I seduced his enemy. Let another man put a baby inside me—just to break him. But Xavier—cold, ruthless, and proud—still shields me from the shadows, even as he spits hate. And when he f*cks me, it’s war. "You want my hate?" he snarled, balls slapping against me, "Then take it. Take every inch until you forget how to lie." We are poison—dripping obsession, burning pride. And we’ll burn down heaven if it means one more night like this.

Contains strong language: My parents died, my sister died, my brothers left, and I was left to a man who thought we were pawns in his play. You know the type of people who say "it gets better" they're lying to you, because it just keeps getting worse. How the hell did I end up in a gang? Well, this is that story

Terkadang, dunia selalu dipenuhi misteri juga rona fantasy yang membawa hal tidak mungkin menjadi mungkin. Lalu hal-hal mistis pun terkesan menjadi hal yang biasa. Tidak jauh berbeda dengan kedua insan berikut; Menikah muda? Di usia 17 tahun? Tidak. Sama sekali tidak ada dalam benak seorang Anya Hadi, untuk menikah diusianya yang masih belia. Sementara Rayland Pram Adiptara, tidak bisa menolak menikahi Anya Hadi karena terikat tradisi aneh dalam keluarganya; menikahi siapapun yang pertama kali menyentuhnya saat tepat berusia 25 tahun. ### Di mulai sejak dua hari yang lalu, tepatnya setelah pulang sekolah dan menemukan tiga orang berjas hitam menyerupai bodyguard, dan satu orang berpakaian formal berwarna abu gelap di ruang tamu Panti Asuhan tempat ia tinggal. Menjadi awal dari segalanya. Mengejutkannya, mereka datang dengan maksud melamarnya untuk tuan muda mereka__yang konon katanya telah memasuki usia menikah (menurut kalender perhitungan pernikahan keluarga Adiptara)__dengan siapapun itu dan dari kalangan manapun itu asalkan si gadis, wanita, atau janda sekalipun__baik sengaja maupun tidak sengaja, menyentuh pertama kali sang tuan muda saat ia tepat berusia 25 tahun. Aneh bukan? Dan sialnya itu Anya. Lantas, ada apa dengan usia 25 tahun di keluarga Adiptara? Ketahui rahasia-rahasia keluarga Adiptara melalui kisah ini!!

When I saw her from across the bar with her pretty little face, her big brown eyes, her long black hair and her beautiful body, I just knew that I would never be able to shake her from my damn mind. She turned my life upside down from the day I laid eyes on her. But then, the situation changed. She saw something she shouldn’t have seen. Found out who I really was. The truth behind my rugged exterior. But you know the rules of the Corsican Mafia. No witnesses… So I had to take her in. I had to make her my hostage. And I had to make her my wife… Whether she liked it or not.