Free Young Incest Stories Novels & Stories

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

NB: This story is for ADULT entertainment only. It contains themes of incest and of an adult, explicit, SEXUAL nature. Enjoy. >>>> You remember when you were a young teenager, still a virgin, and with all of those raging hormones? The only thing important to you then was getting rid of your cherry; finding some girl willing to play 'doctor' with you, willing to let you lift her skirt and lead you to the promised land. Remember how you felt when your buddies would tell you that they had gotten laid? Remember drooling as they recounted each and ever juicy detail? Remember getting the name of the girl and hitting on her and being told to "Fuck off asshole?"

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.

Sinbad agreed. I straightened myself, standing tall and naked at the window, smirking down at Jimmy's pale devastated face. He was nothing to me now, just a spectator to my new life. "Do you wanna do it again?" I asked, a wicked glint in my eyes. "Fuck yes!" they answered in unison. "Okay. Hand me the remote." Killian handed me the remote while Sinbad hugged me from behind, his hands immediately finding my heavy breasts. Killian dropped to his knees, hoisting my leg over his shoulder to feast on my clit once more.

' I sucked them clean, then bent to take his cock in my mouth, the angle awkward but perfect for the fullness. They moved in rhythm, Jake pounding my arse, Richard fucking my face. Drool escaped my lips around his shaft, tears pricking my eyes from the depth. Uncle Tom's flavor mingled faintly with Richard's pre-cum, a filthy secret spurring me on. I came first, body seizing, muffled cries vibrating around Richard's length as my arse clenched Jake tight.

My feet come off the ground, lifted by his hips, one thigh being wrenched wide by Cain's free hand. I open my mouth on the hood of the car and begin to sob. Half because the pressure he's inflicting on me hurts. Half because it feels so good when paired with his fingers on my clit. Oh my God. Whatever's coming is going to split me down the middle and I'm ready for the pleasure/pain. "I want it. I want it. I want it." This time, his laughter is dark. "Mommy and Daddy don't know you're a little cock slut, do they, Ursula?" He licks up the side of my neck. "But Uncle Cain knows all about it, doesn't he? Yes, he does."

He smiles, dark and proud, and alternates, slow, measured until both thighs are hot, pink and I'm writhing, begging with every breath, wrists straining. Then he flips me, scarves twisting, but holding firm, drags my hips up until I'm on my knees, chest pressed to the mattress, ass high, plug glinting between my cheeks like a filthy promise. The belt whistles. Crack. “Count!” “One, thank you, Daddy” Crack. “Two,... Fuck, Lucien,” “I'm sorry,... Daddy…” “Good girl…” By ten, I'm sobbing into the sheets, tears soaking the duvet, pussy dripping in desperate strings onto the bed, every stripe burning and perfect.

Andrea’s tongue lapped hungrily at Paloma’s dripping pussy, sucking on her swollen clit while two fingers pumped inside her. Paloma moaned, hips grinding against Andrea’s face. “That’s it… lick my cunt deeper, you greedy bitch. Taste how wet your husband makes me.” Hibiscus removed his pants, his cock already hard again, and crawled onto the bed. He pushed Andrea aside gently and buried his face between Paloma’s thighs, licking her with long, filthy strokes. “What did my uncle want?” Paloma gasped, tangling her fingers in his hair and pressing his face harder against her pussy.

"We're students of St. Tatiana's. We know how to do things with men. We can pleasure you, Daddy. We're such big sluts." "Biggest," cooed Keily, her voice so breathy as she leaned in and licked my ear. "Don't you want to fuck our tight, young cunts?" "Our tighter assholes," purred Riley. It was her turn to lick my ear while she grabbed my cock. "It's incest!" I gasped. "That's so wrong! I can't do that!" "Sure you can, Daddy," Keily said. "Mmm, I know, why don't we give you a little show? Some girly fun to get your blood boiling."

Well sexual or nonsexual at the end of the day I was still kidnapped and strapped here against my will. My face paled as I thought about it more. Me acting like a toddler. My face morphed from an angry glare into a disgusting expression. I had to stop this at all costs. "Well, that doesn't make it any better and do not think I'm ignorant. I know what it means and I also know that with that kind of relationships consent is very important and right now nothing of that is happening here between us. I will not partake in your sick fantasy. I don't like it so get me out of here!" I was angry, no furious. First, they kidnap me, then they restrain me and to top it all they will force a kind of life