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“Look at you. Already dripping down my fingers and I’ve barely started.” Before I could even process the humiliation of his words, his free hand moved. Two long fingers pushed inside me without warning stretching me open while the ice continued its cruel little dance on my clit. My whole body bowed off the desk. “Oh god—!”

An argument leads to a mother and son becoming much more. NB: This story contains mature themes of erotic sex, incest/taboo sex and of an adult, explicit, SEXUAL nature. Enjoy. >>>> Everyone depicted in this story that is involved in sexual acts is 18 or over. ***** --1-- I'm writing this because I think other people can learn from my experiences. This happened about fifteen years ago, in the early 2000's. I'm not going to be more specific than that. I don't want to hurt the people...truthfully the person...that I love.

As I watched, she came, groaning, and I saw her love dripping off the stool, adding to the puddle on the floor. "Oh, dad. You have to come see this, it's perfect." I moved behind my daughter, letting my erection rest against her back and my hands moved around and held her handful breasts. "Oh fuck, that's nice. But look at what I found." It was that site that has hundreds of subsites, you know the one. Sam had the incest pages open. Stories of siblings, mom, and son, dad and daughter, cousins, uncles. Seemed like the whole world is fucking family. Of course, my cock twitched.

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

Another five grand. Oh God. Who was this person? He just had ten thousand dollars laying around to watch some stranger online fist herself on camera? I reached over and grabbed the lube on the bedside table. I poured the liquid all over my already juicy cunt. And then I pushed my fingers back into my pussy and gave him the words he requested to hear. “This hurts so much Uncle Aiden.” This is wrong…it’s so incestuous. But the craziest fucking thing was–after I said the words–I got wetter. The taboo nature turned me on like nothing ever had before. And this had me fist fucking myself faster.

Fuck you for breeding me when you were supposed to be sterile. I’m carrying a monster’s child. And God help me… part of me wants to keep it. Part of me wants him to come back tomorrow and finish what he started that night. I’m so fucked. So beautifully, darkly, and irrevocably fucked. (Hello, and thank you for reading this far. I hope you’ll be patient and follow Ciara’s journey with me. This story is not incest, and I’m truly glad to have you here. Expect twists, fun, and a beautiful, erotic journey as we discover it together. Please leave your reviews and share your thoughts, plssss... this newbie author is always open to feedback. Thank you.)

His hand clasps my hair, pressing my face down. “Yeah. Like that.” he hisses darkly. “Suck daddy’s cock like a good girl.” I hum, bopping my head. I quicken my movements as he goes rigid and his muscle tenses. His thick, slick release explodes in my mouth accompanied by his rumbling growl. His grip on my hair tightens, as he cum. My scalp burns. My eyes stings. I swallow, gulping as much as I could. My body is pull up, his cock slips out of my lips. The remnant of his release hits my jaw.

I was barely able to hold myself together, I readjusted in my seat, trying to act natural while my mom asked if I needed extra sauce, I forced a smile and nodded. Peter's finger found the edge of my lace panties, I was already soaked(of course), he just pushed them aside and slid one finger inside me, holding eye contact with me like it was nothing. Just casual, his fingers moving like he was applying butter on a roll. I had to bite the side of my cheeks so I wouldn't make a sound. My grandma was telling a story two seats down, my dad and Uncle Fred talking about cars. And Peter. He was slowly, finger-fucking me under the table, like it was a normal thing to do

Honestly, she was confused by Dita crying and then suddenly mentioning Radya's name, who is Radya? "You know the new student at our school? The one I told you about that day when he shot a girl in an empty house?" "Oh so his name is Radya, what happened to him?" "He cut my calf and thigh," she replied. "OH MY, REALLY?" Evi reflexively closed her mouth when she heard Dita's explanation.

This story contains incest/taboo sex, and materials of an adult, explicit, SEXUAL nature. The Cruise just began..... Enjoy. >>>> Hello, my name is Shiela, and this part of my life has confused me since it started. I use the word 'started' because it continues through today. I realize that morally it goes against everything we are conditioned to do. I have never been able to tell anyone because I don't want to be judged. I will start with my upbringing.