Gay Incest Fiction Novels & Stories

Jennifer slept well, relaxed from her back-to-back orgasms, but was up before the sun searching father-daughter incest fantasies on her computer. She was shocked to discover how many sites were devoted to the topic. It's at least fairly common, she decided, if not completely healthy to fantasize about having sex with your daughter. Most of the sites were either crude pictures of teenage girls having sex with middle-aged men or erotic sex stories about incest. Several sites appeared to be academic discussions of incest, but ended up being the same crude pictures and poorly edited stories. She finally concluded that it wasn't a unique fantasy and that, unless acted upon, it was ultimately harm

The wet squelching sounds were absolutely obscene. “You’re such a disgusting little fist slut,” she laughed. “Taking my whole hand like a cheap whore. I bet Maya would die if she saw her best friend getting fisted by her big sister.” The dirty talk sent me over the edge again. I came violently around her fist, my pussy gushing and squirting all over her arm and the bed. Lena kept fisting me through it, drawing out the orgasm until I was sobbing with pleasure. She finally pulled her hand out slowly, leaving my cunt gaping wide open. She brought her soaked fist to my mouth.

roommate has homosexual thoughts and fantasies he has been fighting. Thoughts about me. Seeing my cock in the locker room and at the house when I walked around post shower. Fantasies of sucking my cock, worshipping me. Fantasies about being bent over in the locker room and being “claimed” and “taken”, made to take my big cock so deep that his abs bulge from the other side. Fantasies of submitting and surrendering to me and being my fuck toy. Fantasies about absorbing my seed and carrying it around with him everywhere he went. Fantasies about hanging with his “gym bros” while having my kids swimming deeper and deeper into his guts, with his friends being non the wiser.

“Now ruin it.” He withdrew until just the tip remained, then slammed back in. A brutal, punishing thrust. Leila screamed, her nails digging into the leather. He set a relentless, rough pace, each drive a claim, each withdrawal a tease. The slap of his hips against her ass filled the room, a lewd percussion to their choked moans and filthy talk. “You like this?” he grunted, pistoning into her. “You like getting your ass fucked by a gay man?” “I love it!” she shrieked, pushing back against him. “Your cock is so deep! I can feel it in my guts!”

Fingers hooked thong crotch, yanking aside brutal—fabric snapping thread, exposing my dripping cunt: lips engorged crimson, hole clenching air, clit swollen pearl begging. "Look at you—fucking soaked for your brother." Two thick fingers plunged knuckle-deep—no warning—stretching walls greedy. Squish obscene, juices squirting his palm instant. "This sloppy hole was made for family cock. Not some uni twat." Pumped hard, curling to G-spot mash, thumb grinding clit circles merciless. I screamed real—legs wrapping his waist, heels digging arse. Pussy fluttered grip, suction pulling him deeper; third finger forced in, scissoring brutal stretch. "Yes! Family... yours!" Lies sweet, but orgasm coiled

he said. “That's because I'm not,” I frowned. “You're not gay but you want to get dicked down by a guy? That's an interesting kink,” he licked his lips. I wanted to tell him that it wasn't just any guy but him. But if I said that, he'd only misunderstand it as me liking him and I'm a hundred percent sure he'll laugh his ass off. He got off me and ran a hand through his hair. “Hey, I thought you said you'd do it?” I panicked at the thought that he was backing out.

Telling a man what to do and how to please her had always made Lisa hot and ready for more. Lisa suddenly felt a blush rise to her cheeks and her pussy tingle with the knowledge that her son was doing such an excellent job of dominating her sexually. She had already submitted to him without conscious thought. Even as her pussy trembled in excitement at the prospect of her son being skilled enough to dominate her sexually, she felt a pang of guilt at being so turned on at the idea. Consciously, Lisa knew that she shouldn't be so turned on and horny at the idea of more sex with her son. Their current activities were, after all, supposed to get all of their incestuous proclivities and desires o

downstream followed him. As for the length of his penis, the quality, the temperature, the length of the erection, how many times a night, Jenny knew better than anyone else. "Boss, Jenny has only graduated from the school for a few years, relatively simple, doesn't know the homosexuality of the Gay gender, it has to be done slowly." Martin is a good brother and helps Jenny to relieve the siege. “However Jenny, if Daniel is gay, I think you should find some books on gay sex to explain. Recently, he had a conversation with a psychiatrist about plugging in the ass, science calls it sex *.

I said, "Fantasies aren't reality. Standard disclaimer and all that." "No, I know," Jennifer said, "I just don't want you to think I'm into it. I mean, I'm into it. I just. Look, the story's fucking hot and I want to share it with you, OK?" "Go for it," I said. My phone beeped a minute later. I looked down. I don't know why I was so surprised. It was an incest story. A brother-sister incest story. The siblings get abandoned by their dates and end up having sex. The sister, of course, gets pregnant at the end.

I knew how men fetishized me, I could hardly blame them because I was doing the same to every tall handsome guy that I came across. It was just a matter of bringing up my idea to Graham. We had a decent thing going in bed and I really did love him so much beyond that. I didn’t know how to bring up that I wanted to bring another cock into our bedroom. So for years I kept my little secret and kept my needy pussy at bay by pounding myself senseless with fake cocks, dreaming of the day that I could feel the heat of a man filling me. It turns out my husband had his own naughty ideas brewing. He was more of a cuck than I thought.