Kumpulan Cerita Anak Perkosa Ibu Novels & Stories

Sarah encouraged him. He growled and obliged, railing me so hard the bed creaked. I came again around his cock, my screams muffled by Sarah’s pussy. She came shortly after, flooding my mouth. We kept switching—Jake taking me from behind while I ate Sarah’s pussy, then Sarah riding my face while Jake fucked her, then all three of us in a sweaty, tangled pile of limbs, mouths, and cocks. Fingers everywhere. Tongues. Dirty words spilling constantly: “Step-mommy’s slutty daughter,” “Fill your stepsister,” “Cum in Mommy’s mouth.”

"You want me to talk like an adult to you? Alright. I'll talk like a damn one real good. "She said."children promiscuity is derived from an exposure to sexual abuse. You were abused, Cain. And that's my theory, if I were your mother, you'd be my worst night mare, I wouldn't sleep comfortably knowing that my son was raped and he wouldn't tell me. " He laughed.

, I pouted, putting two fingers in my mouth, withdrew them with saliva, rubbing it over the tip of his cock. "This i's not right, I'm married to your mum. And you're just like my daughter". I put my finger on my lip to silent him. "Do you want to see my tits?". Gosh, I sounded like a slut, and I loved it. I had Frank under my control and I was going to make him worship my body. Without hesitating, I took the nightie off, exposing my touted tits as I started playing with them. "We could do it just this once. I won't tell Mom anything".

What we told her meant nothing in the grand scheme of things. I conferred briefly with my parents and we decided to tell all. I told Julia to tell Cindy what had happened. As Julia told the story, she had Cindy expose herself to our parents and masturbate. I imagine it was to humiliate her in front of her parents, letting her know as a slave, she had no control over what occurred to her, although it appeared to stimulate her as well. It would have been tremendously embarrassed to be the only one who became aroused by my sister masturbating for us, but fortunately, everyone was aroused listening to Julia's retelling of the days events from her slave's perspective. My father's cock was as hard

A shiver ran through me as I lapped up more cum from her bush. "Mmm, look at that tight, young pussy," Mommy purred as she moved behind me. "You know you want to fuck her, honey. You want to fuck our daughter. You've fucked mothers and daughters together--fucked sisters at the same time--but you've never enjoyed incest yourself. Fuck our little girl! Her pussy has to be so much better than mine!" "You are such a pervy woman," Daddy said as I nuzzled into Noriko's bush. "I am. I'm going to fuck our little girl and knock her up."

I ordered pizza for us and as they gamed, I fired up the laptop in my bedroom, curious to read the stories he'd been stroking to yesterday. As I read story after story, I was shocked both at the content of the stories and by what these stories were doing to me. My pussy was on fire, and my left hand slowly pleasured myself as I read each incestuous story. Some of the stories had dominant sons seducing their mothers, while others had powerful daughters dominating their mothers, while still others were more intimate and egalitarian in the sexual relationships between sons and mothers. I'd never even remotely considered my children in a sexual way, but yesterday's events of my son's masturbatio

Eric pushed her away and scolded her angrily, “You acted on your own and said that your mom was a human trafficker at the mall. So, she was on guard toward us. That’s why this happened!” Cecelia stood in the corner as tears filled her eyes. At last, Rose failed to hold herself back from speaking up. She scolded, “Hey, brat. Your dad isn’t a nice guy. He put on your mom’s clothes and secretly went to your room to take those photos in the middle of the night. He took your naked photos and cheated on your mom. He’s a bad guy.” Although I had already died once, I still drew in a cold breath after I learned about the truth.

The five women sat together and listened carefully to Zia's story. Zia told what happened to Anindira thirteen years ago, how Anindira was raped by Gavriel and gave birth to Atthy and Keffy. Zia and Ezra were two people who witnessed for themselves how sad Anindira's condition was for almost three months after the incident. ''Auntie... Is... Is... that... true?!... Dad... Dad... did that to Mama?!'' Atthy exclaimed with a puffy face. She couldn't believe that she was born because her father raped her mother.

Max said softly. “Isn’t that a little sexist?” the man asked. “I don’t mean it that way. We found the girls months ago. They had been cared for even though they knew what their fate was to be. They had been taught things. These children are more feral. They were used for their bodies and then they were turned onto these women to release the anger they had. The woman who set all of this up was a monster in her own right. She raped her sons in the guise of a family curse. Even though it was consensual it was still rape. She encouraged her sons and daughters to have sex as well.” Max said, “Nothing that has her stamp on it would be good. This is a perfect example of how she was.”