Novel & Cerita Incest Taboo Erotica

Her hands are slick with my precum, it makes the touch feels good, she squeezes them lightly and then move it up. She's too into this. This taboo. Her breasts are almost spilling out of her top and I keep my eyes on them, they bounce with the movement she makes. “Oh god…” I whisper and press my head backwards into the seat, I'm going to cum. “Gia…I'm going to cum…” I stutter and immediately, my cock pulses as hot cum spills into my stepsister's hand. She rubs me through it all and still keeps her hand on me even when I start to soften.

“Keep sucking my clit you secret dyke slut, make me squirt down your throat again while I fuck you stupid with these cocks.” Our bodies kept grinding and shaking, covered in sweat and multiple loads of squirt as we pushed each other deeper and deeper into pure raw ecstasy on that now completely ruined soaked table.

He simply shoved the fabric aside and cupped me, two fingers plunging in without warning, curling, stroking. I cried out; the sound echoed off the marble like a confession. “Shh,” he mocked, thumb pressing my clit in cruel circles. “Wouldn’t want anyone to hear the bride getting finger-fucked by her brother-in-law on her wedding night, would we?” My back arched. I was already climbing again, shamefully fast and sharp, because he was right: this was wrong, this was everything I’d sworn I’d never do, and I was chasing it like a junkie.

My legs actually shake, and I have to brace myself against the wall to keep from falling. When I can finally think again, when the aftershocks stop and my breathing returns to normal, I lean my forehead against the cool tile and try to process what just happened. I just jerked off using Maya’s scent. In her bathroom. While holding a shirt she deliberately left for me to find. And the worst part? I want to do it again. I’m so fucked.

Only feel—his fist gliding, twisting over the head, the way his breath fanned my throat, the hard ridge of his erection pressing against my hip through his slacks. “Look at you… so shaky. You like it when I touch you, don’t you?” “Yes… oh god yes… more please…” I tried to reach for him, wanted to palm the thick outline straining his fly, wanted to feel how hard he was for me but he caught my wrists again, pinned them higher. “Uncle…” “What do you want, pretty boy?” We needed to stop. We had to. My parents. The family. This is taboo.. But my body screamed otherwise.

He slaps my ass hard, the sting blooming into heat that makes me even wetter. “Harder, Xane,” I moan shamelessly. “Fuck my tight pussy deeper, I need it so bad.” Xane grabs a handful of my hair and yanks my head back. His other hand reaches around to squeeze one of my tits. “Tell me who this cunt belongs to, Marie.” “It belongs to you,” I gasp. “My pussy is yours to ruin whenever you want, Xane.” We have been sneaking around for months, fucking every chance we get when our parents are out of the house. The taboo makes it so much hotter, I love how wrong it feels and how good he makes me cum.

The mirrors on the side wall reflected everything, my muscular body driving into her, her legs wrapped around my waist, her full breasts bouncing wildly with every brutal thrust. “Look at the photos,” I growled, gripping her throat lightly. “Look at your dad’s face while I fuck you on his desk.” Isabella moaned louder, staring at the framed picture of her father shaking hands with some celebrity. The taboo made her pussy clench even tighter around me. “Harder!” she begged. “Fuck me like you hate him!” I pounded her mercilessly, the wet slapping sounds obscene in the quiet office. I flipped her over, bending her across the desk so she was facing the large window overlooking the gym floor. Any

Her legs trembled, and she gripped the edge of the desk tighter. Professor Kane added a third finger, stretching her more. He fucked her with his hand, the palm slapping against her clit with every thrust. Sara moaned louder, not caring if anyone outside might hear. The pressure built fast. Her pussy clenched around his fingers, and she came hard within minutes. Her body shook, and her juices squirted a little, dripping down her thighs and onto the floor. He did not stop. He pulled his fingers out, and she heard the sound of his zipper. Then the thick head of his cock pressed against her entrance. He rubbed it up and down her slit, coating himself in her wetness, before pushing in deep in on

She gagged as she closed her hand around his cock and then began a quick pumping of it, hoping to make him come quickly and to get the awful act over and done with. “Slow and sexy,” the man panted in caution. “Otherwise no shower.” Tessa resisted the urge to tell him to keep it and slowed her pace. She gave little saps of supposed pleasure to encourage him to reach his climax sooner. The feel of his warm, pulsing cock in her hand made her feel sick and the fact that it was black worse still. She kept her eyes closed and swallowed hard, using a lighter touch to wank him, once again to speed his end. Too late she sensed him coming and recoiled in disgust as a jet of his warm, sticky sperm hit

One hand wrapped lightly around her throat—not squeezing hard, just holding her possessively—while the other rubbed her clit faster. “Cum for me again,” I whispered hotly right in her ear, my breath ragged. “Cream all over your uncle’s cock while the camera watches. Let it see what a good girl you are for me.” Lara’s whole body tensed up suddenly. She cried out, trying to keep it quiet for Max but failing a little. Her pussy squeezed me rhythmically, pulsing hard as her orgasm hit like a storm. Wet heat gushed around my shaft, dripping down my balls and her thighs. I kept thrusting through it, the overstimulation making her tremble and moan nonstop, her legs shaking so badly I had to hold he