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Loving it. The invasion was swift and brutal, stretching her already sore ring of muscle. A sharp cry was muffled by the cock fucking her throat. Full. So full. She was packed, a triple penetration that stole the breath from her lungs and any coherent thought from her mind. Her body bowed off the bed, a silent scream of overwhelming ecstasy. “Look at that,” someone whistled. “All three holes stuffed. A perfect fucking gangbang slut.”

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 ----------------

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."

"I grew up with a mother who was mentally deranged, and she decided to transfer her frustration to me by sexually assaulting me. The woman was crazy and when it started at first, I was irritated because she was my mother and I was just ten, but she was the only one I had, so I gradually adapted to the situation and began to enjoy it." Goosebumps appeared on my skin as he narrated his story. How could I have missed this? "Why didn't you speak up, Liam?" "Because no one was going to believe me." He snapped, drawing in a gush of air. "Do you remember when I asked you and Blake what you thought about incest especially between mother and son? And you both said it didn't exist. If you guys were ig

How could they find a perverted teacher for us? I know his secret now. Will he make it hard for me? What an annoying encounter that was. ************

"And this.....is my story." It all started when I was ten, and Blaine fifteen. We were five kids, Blaine being the only boy. Our family was a happy one, we loved each other dearly, we did everything together. Dad and mum were just as loving. It was the perfect family. Things changed one night when I caught Blaine staring at me while I was having my bath. I was shocked but didn't take it as anything. He apologized and I forgot about it. After sometime I began to notice Blaine wanted to be alone with me. I was only glad. In my little mind, I felt he needed someone close to him. Being the soft type, I gradually moved close to him. Anytime I had dispute with anyone, he'd be the one to cuddle me

I asked and shook my head. "You're certain?" He asked me and I told him what I saw and heard. He was rubbing his eyes before he started laughing hysterically. My brow furrowed as I mumbled that it was gross and not that funny. He looked at me and smiled, "no it's perfect. You see incest is strictly forbidden and terms for banishment. It also means their challenges are null and void, love." I grinned brightly and clapped my hands as I jumped about happily but sobered quickly.

Brian let out as he continued groaning and fucking his sister. “No, I want you two to save some for us. Pull out of your sister,” my aunt replied. “Come on mom I’m almost done,” Brian could barely say as he was about to coat his sister’s pussy walls with his semen. “NO, NOW,” my aunt demanded. With that a bitter Brian pulled out of his sister before he could climax. My aunt walked me over to the bed and sat me down. “I just popped your cousin's cherry,” my aunt told my cousins. “Really?” asked Lisa. “Way to go man,” Brian said as he smacked me on the back. “Now I want us all to have some fun since I converted Mike to incest,” my aunt told my cousins. It really hadn’t dawned on me that what I

“I love being used like a dirty slut.” He grabbed my hair, yanking my head back until my throat ached. “Louder.” “I love being used like a dirty slut!” I cried out desperately. Satisfied, he slid his hard cock into me with one brutal stroke, filling me so deeply my moans could barely come out. The cuffs clinked as I clawed into the seat. He didn’t give me any time to adjust, slamming into me with an unrelenting force. Each thrust dragged me higher.

Then he pushes his cock even deeper and we both moan like animals I know this dark romance can destroy everything. It is very bad. It is disgusting. It is the worst kind of sin. But every time his thick cock slides into my wet cunt, every time he slaps my ass and calls me his dirty stepdaughter whore, every time his hot cum leaks out of me later while I sit with my family, I feel more alive than ever. The age gap, the taboo, the constant risk of getting caught — it all makes the pleasure so much stronger and dirtier