Novel & Cerita Incest Short Story

“You’re such a dirty fucking cousin. I hate you… but I can’t stop.” She flipped me onto my back again and climbed on top in a scissoring position, our pussies pressed tight together, clits rubbing frantically. We were both soaked, the wet sounds loud and obscene. Our tits bounced as we fucked each other, hands grabbing, nails digging, mouths crashing together in messy kisses. “I’m gonna cum again,” I gasped. “Cum with me, you nasty bitch,” Lila moaned. “Cum on your cousin’s pussy.” We came together; screaming, shaking, squirting all over each other’s thighs and the floor. The orgasm was so intense.

Erito kept on shaking and pumping his body towards his elder brother’s body. Both of the incest brothers went on their hot and burning wrestling on their hot bed. The hot bed became remarkably messy already – just like a shipwreck – with all their perspiration all over the bed. The longing, love, lust and desire which had been accumulating for five years or so had now burst out. They were all incredibly uncontrollable and intensely unfettered.

A small chuckle escaped my lips before I faced him once again, regarding him earnestly. “Right here? Now?” He whispered, his eyes flying to the closed door of his bedroom before he stared back at me. I could almost hear the engines in his mind churning, turning, and rolling the idea of humping right in here when our parents were just one floor below. But the thought of it set me ablaze with a different kind of inferno, that sizzled through my stream delivering a flood of heat to my groin. It was the mind-scorching notion of incest that made me want to do it even more.

I want to choke on him while he looks down at me like I am nothing but his slut. Her hand shook violently, but she kept writing, moaning softly as she thrust the dildo faster. *I want him to own me. I want him to fuck me until I forget my name. I want him to use me until I can’t walk out of his office without my legs shaking. I want to belong to Professor Hayes.* Her body broke with the orgasm before she could write more. She shoved the dildo deeper, biting down on her pillow to stifle her scream. Her thighs trembled, the diary sliding to the floor, pages open and smeared with shaky ink.

While I was shocked by his declaration, I couldn't deny that hearing it turned me on. My twin sister Sarah and I had committed incest many times during our wild college days as roommates... the boys were always so turned on to see twins making out, sisters eating each other... often eating each other's cream pies, following one of our many foursomes. "We both know you want my dick. You've wanted it ever since I... fake accidentally... sent you that pic," he said, as I felt his dick twitch against my ass with a confidence I hadn't seen from him before... well, except while he was pounding Joan just now.

The confrontation had come and gone, leaving the fracture wider than ever—jagged, bleeding, impossible to ignore. Elara slid one trembling hand down her body, slipping beneath her skirts. Her fingers found her soaked, puffy folds and the sticky mess still oozing from her hole. She rubbed frantic circles over her swollen clit, two fingers plunging deep into her cum-slicked pussy as she chased a shameful, guilty orgasm right there in the open hall. She came hard and fast—hips jerking, biting her lip bloody to stay quiet—imagining Kaelen bending her over while Lyra watched, forcing her to admit out loud what a filthy, incestuous whore she had become for her best friend’s father.

Thankfully, the young man who had approached me was gone. I checked the room, trying to find Lisa, but there were no signs of her. I walked toward the pools, only to find my cousin getting her pussy eaten out by the handsome guy from before, while another guy with blonde tipped dreads had his dick down her throat. I closed my eyes and shook my head. I had to go.

She says winking at me as she slowly lowers herself down onto her knees in front of me. Before I can reply Mrs Sinclar has hold of the base of my cock, licking up and down my length. I let out a huge groan of built-up sexual tension as for the first time I feel someone else touch my bare cock apart from me. After a minute of licking every inch of my cock like a lolly pop she wraps her hand around my hard cock and starts to jerk me really fast. “Stop!” I yell after just seconds of this, “I don’t want to cum yet!”

His strong hard muscles made it squeezed in easily. He would tense up every time, jaw clenched and breathing heavier. But that only made me push harder. Besides it was just him and I in this big house for weeks. And I was tire of pretending--I wanted him to finally touch and fuck me. I know his blood and I think this would be incest but I don't care anymore. I just want to feel him.. .... One evening, while we were sitting on the couch watching a movie, I turned to him with big innocent eyes and asked something totally off- course

this is harassment I’m already hard. I type back: 7 p.m. Door unlocked. Red sheet on the bed. Wear the skirt that barely covers your ass. I’m done pretending I want anyone else. The rest of the day is torture. Meetings blur. Numbers swim. All I can think about is the way she tastes when she’s bleeding, the way she says my name like a prayer and a curse. At 6:47 I’m home, shirt half-unbuttoned, coconut rice warming on the stove, red sheet back on the bed like a confession. I kept it after that night (couldn’t bring myself to wash her out of it).