Novel & Cerita Free Real Incest Stories

Trigger warning: Stage Rape content. Please, if you're too sensitive to noncon-con, or it's not your fetish, I'd suggest you jump to the next story. This is brutally unapologetic. Much love from my end 💖 Theme: Rape fetish, magic, freeze and fuck, bestie fantasy, multiple orgasm, masturbation... AMAYA.

She had nice tits and I told her that. “Thanks. You too.” She said with a wink and a smile. Inside was a fuck fest. Moans overlapped moans and the sound of bodies slamming into each other was like its own brand of music. I moved cautiously into the heart of the fucking. There were fluids everywhere. There were people trying styles I hadn’t even dreamed of. The whole place sizzled with so much sexual energy. It was impossible to think about anything else. I went deeper and saw a red door to the left. The real color of the door wasn’t red but someone had put a wallpaper there and I knew what it symbolized.

Clearly, you’re being kept. I laughed coldly and asked Asher, “Do you believe that? That I, Gwen, would need to be kept by someone?” He couldn’t respond. He didn’t dare. He had the gall to trust Sophia’s lies about me, but the truth—that the daughter of a real estate tycoon like me wouldn’t need a sponsor—was too much for him to face. I didn’t waste another second on them. Pulling out my phone, I opened the family group chat and shared my location. Then I tagged everyone and sent a single, scathing message:

Please note that this story deals with taboo subject matter, and it won't be for everyone. It includes an incestuous relationship between a father and his son, graphic sexual content, dirty talk and pregnancy kink. Feedback and constructive criticism are welcome and appreciated. Enjoy! Ronald’s P.O.V, “Oh, fuck yeah. Cum in me, daddy. Breed me,” the boy on the screen screamed while he was on his hands and knees getting fucked hard and fast by a man at least twenty years his senior.

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

“Tonight you’re going to learn what real discipline feels like.” He guided her to his large oak desk and bent her over it. Her breasts pressed against the cool wood, ass raised high. Langford took his time undressing behind her. When his cock sprang free, Mia’s eyes widened. He was thicker than Jake—eight solid inches with a heavy, flushed head already leaking. He rubbed the fat tip up and down her messy slit, coating himself in Jake’s cum. “This is what happens when naughty students fuck in public bathrooms. They get used properly by their superiors.”

“Don’t lie to me, Lily. I saw the search history. ‘Daddy fucks his reluctant daughter.’ ‘Bad girl gets punished by daddy.’ ‘Teen slut begs for daddy’s cum.’ You have a thing for this, don’t you?” I squeezed my eyes shut, wishing the floor would open up and swallow me whole. This was a nightmare. A complete and total nightmare. My mother, his new wife, was downstairs, probably humming while she made dinner, completely oblivious to the fact that her new husband was in her daughter’s room, discussing her incest p**n habits. “It’s just a fantasy,” I mumbled, my face still hidden under the blanket. “Is it?” he said. I felt his hand on my ankle, over the blanket. His touch was firm, possessive. “O

That one finger that had penetrated me was now joined with another and his thumb was now circling my clit, while I stood there and took this pleasurable abuse from my own stepbrother, Gabriel. “Oh my god, were a woman in a past life?” He knew exactly what he was doing. He was touching on my G spot, which was not something that any man could easily do. “Damn it, you’re making it very hard to resist you… Jesus… Oh yeah, right there… Yes, right there… AHHHHHHH.” We were both semi dressed and he had just made me cum all over his fingers and the inside of my shorts. I was just glad that I was wearing my black ones, because the white ones would’ve shown the obvious evidence of what we had done tog

“Do not lie to me. You read more than one line. Your face is red, your nipples are hard against your sweater and you keep squeezing your thighs together like your little pussy is soaking wet from what I wrote about ruining a tight twenty year old cunt.” He leaned down closer, his breath brushing my ear. “Tell me the truth Riley. Did reading about me stretching her and filling her with cum make your pussy wet?” My heart slammed against my ribs. Fresh slickness coated my panties and my clit pulsed again at his blunt words. “Yes , Professor. It made me wet. I know that is messed up but I could not stop reading the part about gagging her and breeding her hit me hard.”

“Yes.” Devin reached for his phone on the nightstand. He pulled her closer so her head rested on his chest. He snapped a picture of them in bed, both naked, the sheets covering their nudity only showing her leg draped over his, his hand resting possessively on her waist. He posted it to his I*******m story with the caption: “Mine now.” He set the phone down and kissed the top of her head. Jayla closed her eyes. For the first time since the leak, the shame felt smaller. Devin’s come still leaked slowly from her pussy. His strong arms held her tight.