Incest Fantasy Confession Novels & Stories

“I didn't do it purposely, Father. My husband has not fucked me in more than a year. He takes other women and even my own cousin, but he never touched me. So I… started doing bad things….” Father Ren who looked like he was in his 40s cleared his throat. “Bad things like?” “I…I finger myself every night right next to him in bed.” Guilt reipped through my body. “I push my fingers in…” Father Ren looked up, our eyes met. “How many fingers, child?” “I started with two, then three fingers inside my cunt and fuck myself hard. I rub my clit until I cum and I bite the pillow so he doesn’t hear me.” I confessed shamefully. “I don't know if I can ever be cleansed, Father.”

I could only blame myself for going too crazy and doing such an outrageous thing. After having dinner outside, I came home and saw some washed fruits on the table. I habitually took them up and ate them as a snack after dinner. Although I hated Lester's threat, I seemed to be looking forward to him calling me tonight. I was such a slut. I forgot the pain after the wound healed. Now that I was out of the devil's control, I started to fantasize again and was eager to experience him again. I was curious about what he would make me do.

Hunter crawled towards me, shoving off his trousers that were still stuck at his ankles, kicking them off the bed. His face met mine, our foreheads touched as he wiped the trickles of sweat forming at my temples. He ran his hands down my entrance, palming my pussy. His fingers ran between my folds. I moaned, biting down tenderly. I was plump, warm, and already wet for him. He continued to glide his fingers into me, rubbing his thumb in circles hard against my clit. I couldn't control the moans that escaped my mouth as he pushed his fingers deep inside me, watching me lustfully.

My head twisted instinctively, offering more throat, more skin, begging without words for him to bite down. Hard. Mark me. Claim me right here where everyone could see. “No…” The word slipped free on a broken moan. “Fuck… oh my god, Zeden…” Pain flared where his teeth scraped, but the pleasure drowned it fast. My hips rocked forward, grinding shamelessly against his thigh. “No, what?” he murmured against my pulse. “That I’d never say no.” The confession spilled out before I could stop it. I was his slut. His whore.

“Forgive me, Lord… I have sinned. I have sinned gravely. I let that man… I let him touch me. I let him put his fingers inside me. I came… I came on his hand like a whore. Then I knelt and sucked his cock. I swallowed his cum, my God… I swallowed it all…” Her body shook with the spoken confession. Shame burned her face, but between her legs the heat returned, treacherous. “I’m a nun… I took vows… I promised chastity… and now… now I can only think about his cock. About his hoarse voice calling me his little slut… about the way he pulled my veil like it was a collar…” She squeezed her thighs together hard, trying to stifle the excitement growing inside her again. But it was useless. Her pussy t

I pumped my fingers in and out of myself, my hips rolling off the hard bench. "It feels so good, Father Edmund," I gasped out, panting as I kept my eyes locked on his shadow through the screen. "I’m fingering myself right in front of you. Come on, tell me I'm going to hell. Tell me I'm a sinner while you listen to me fuck myself like a dirty little whore I am." The booth rattled violently, making me jump. A loud bang echoed through the small space as he slammed his door shut, leaving the confession booth.

"I've missed you since that door shut. Every time I denied I wanted you, every lonely night. I jerked off to your scent on my chair, imagining splitting you open. You're poison in my veins. Sure I'm furious. Yeah… Jake had what’s *mine.* I'm not holding back anymore.." I sighed, relieved and stepped closer, fingers tracing his chest. "Now I'm confessing, I crave you everyday. Jake's cock filled me, but your ghost owned it. Did I think of you while he fucked me? ‘Yes’ Pinned under him, legs spread, his dick slamming deep, while I moaned 'Will' in my head. Came hardest picturing your hands choking me, your cum flooding me." His growl vibrated air; eyes blazed possessively. "Filthy confession.

A fresh strand of honey dripped down and splattered onto the wooden floor of the church. “I… I also fantasize about you fucking me right here in the confession booth. I imagine you pulling me inside, turning me around, lifting my habit and shoving this entire cock inside my virgin nun pussy in one thrust. I’m truly a virgin, Father… I’ve never let any man fuck me. Only my fingers and objects. But for you I want to give everything. I want you to wreck me, to make me bleed a little if you have to, and turn me into your personal whore.” As she spoke, she slid her middle finger deep into her vagina, fucking herself slowly, producing wet sounds that echoed softly. The finger slid in and out, coat

"You are not perverted. Do you know how long I've wanted to do this? I have been fantasizing about you for years. I just never knew you felt the same way. I'm only upset that I never had the nerve to tell you. You were great! Better than my wildest fantasy." "Yes, I agree! It was wonderful! I've never cum like that before, ever! I think I blacked out for a minute." She says, somewhat embarrassed. "But you're still my brother and this is incest!" She is crying now and I just hold her, thinking about what to do next.

Jade's POV Cum for me (1) I never meant to confess it out. I have been quietly unraveling behind a calm smile. For six weeks I had sat in Dr. Rowan Hale’s elegant office, my knees pressed together, my hands folded in my lap, talking about everything except the truth but today the words finally clawed their way out. “I have these… fantasies,” I whispered, staring at the Persian rug instead of his face. “Dark ones. I dream about being taken against my will. Held down and used without mercy. There's no safe word in my head. Just… force.”