Incest Story's Novels & Stories

It was a really terrible experience for Adrien in terms of hot romantic pleasures. Bryan removed his fingers from Adrien's pussy, and pushed her unto his working desk, and fucked the living day out of her creampie pussy! Adrien moaned and moaned so hot, but Bryan did not listen to her, because he was in the mood, and that made him continued with his thing until he got tired as he released his loads of cum into her vagina. Unknowingly to Adrien, her safe period just started that same day. And though Bryan was tired, but Adrien wasn't. She held Bryan closely, and wanted him to continue, but he just could not for he already had sex with his wife the previous night before.

He raised a brow at me. “You know why not!” I replied desperately. He stood there, waiting for my answer. I took a deep breath, realizing the intensity of what we had done last night. What more we could have done if he didn’t have the sense to stop. “Oh my god, what have we done? It’s… it’s incest!” His face hardened as he stared back at me. “Hell no! First of all, there was no penetration. And second of all, it’s not incest if we’re not blood related.”

Lizzy insisted, stepping inside and placing the papers on the coffee table. Reluctantly, Furina picked up the top newspaper and read the headline: “Incest Scandal: The Neuvillette Marriage Controversy.” Beneath the headline was a photo of her and Diluc leaving the building the previous day, surrounded by flashing cameras. Next to that, a photo of her mother, Celeste Neuvillette, looking stunning at some event, caught her eye. The articles described Celeste as a celebrated socialite who had married the billionaire Antoine five years ago.

I replied coldly. “Darling, if you want to talk about—” “I need to know the full story,” I cut her off before she could finish. “I need to know how it all happened.” “What are you talking about? What full story?” she asked, pretending not to know. I stayed silent for a moment, then lowered my voice to a whisper. “The full story of how the Blakes ruined Dad’s company.” There was a sharp pause. “How did you find out?” she asked, clearly stunned.

"So, why can't I, as your brother, have a turn? You're already pregnant anyway. It's fine. No one will ever know." That marked the start of their incestuous relationship. I probably wouldn't have believed the private investigator that this was actually real if the surveillance camera he'd sneakily installed on the electric pole hadn't recorded their disgusting activities. A few months later, Francesca finally gave birth to a boy. She didn't even wait until her postpartum recovery had ended before getting in touch with James. Then, she contacted several media outlets and marched straight to the law firm. History had repeated itself. Francesca immediately burst into tears when she saw me, wail

The Taboo Chronicles is a curated collection of dark, twisted, and unapologetically erotic stories designed to push the boundaries of conventional desire. From the sacred halls of a silent church to the high-stakes shadows of obsessive power plays, these stories explore the raw, unyielding side of human hunger. Whether it’s the thrill of a secret shared in the dark or the surrender of a soul to a dominant force, nothing is off-limits.

I felt exposed, vulnerable, and completely under his control in the middle of the room where millions of dollars were negotiated every day. "Open for me," he commanded. I didn't hesitate. I pulled my legs back, hooking my heels over the edge of the table, exposing myself to the harsh fluorescent lights above. Vincent stepped into the space I’d created, his body a wall of heat. He didn't use finesse. He didn't use a condom. He guided himself to the entrance of my heat and pushed in with a slow, agonizing force that made me cry out, the sound bouncing off the glass walls.

They alternated, spit-roasting me, hands pinning my wrists. I came repeatedly, body shaking, until they both pulled out, cumming on my tits and face. Hot ropes of semen marked me, their possession complete. As we lay tangled, sweat-slicked, I knew this was just the beginning. My deceptions were unravelling into reality, and I craved every taboo moment.

The room echoed with skin slapping, moans, and filthy words. “Fuck your stepdaughter harder,” Sarah urged him while fingering me. “Fill that tight pussy.” Jake finally lost control. He had me on my back, legs over his shoulders in a mating press. Sarah sat on my face as he pounded me mercilessly. The angle hit so deep I saw stars. I licked Sarah frantically while my stepbrother destroyed my cunt. “I’m gonna cum inside you,” Jake warned, thrusting faster. “Do it,” I moaned into Sarah’s pussy. “Cum in your stepsister!”