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Another five grand. Oh God. Who was this person? He just had ten thousand dollars laying around to watch some stranger online fist herself on camera? I reached over and grabbed the lube on the bedside table. I poured the liquid all over my already juicy cunt. And then I pushed my fingers back into my pussy and gave him the words he requested to hear. “This hurts so much Uncle Aiden.” This is wrong…it’s so incestuous. But the craziest fucking thing was–after I said the words–I got wetter. The taboo nature turned me on like nothing ever had before. And this had me fist fucking myself faster.

Brian let out as he continued groaning and fucking his sister. “No, I want you two to save some for us. Pull out of your sister,” my aunt replied. “Come on mom I’m almost done,” Brian could barely say as he was about to coat his sister’s pussy walls with his semen. “NO, NOW,” my aunt demanded. With that a bitter Brian pulled out of his sister before he could climax. My aunt walked me over to the bed and sat me down. “I just popped your cousin's cherry,” my aunt told my cousins. “Really?” asked Lisa. “Way to go man,” Brian said as he smacked me on the back. “Now I want us all to have some fun since I converted Mike to incest,” my aunt told my cousins. It really hadn’t dawned on me that what I

She let the towel drop, cupped those full tits, and looked right at me with those wide eyes, inviting me in. “Fuck, Stella,” I whispered into the dark, stroking faster. I imagined sucking one hard nipple into my mouth while my fingers dipped between her legs, finding her wet and hot. Sliding two fingers inside her tight pussy, curling them while my thumb worked her clit. Her moans filling the room as I bent her over that dresser and slammed into her from behind, claiming my new stepsister like I owned her. The taboo hit me hard Dad’s wife’s daughter. Family dinners with this secret between us. It only made me stroke harder, rougher. My balls tightened, pressure building fast. In my mind, she

“I think I just saw someone I know.” “Who’s that?” Sarah presses, brow furrowed. “I can never be too sure,” I reply, glancing down the hall. “Wait a sec—I have to confirm my eyes aren’t playing tricks.” I slip away before she argues, every wasted minute making my cunt throb harder. Just imagining his cock buried in me, splitting me open… Eunice once accidentally sent me his nudes—deleted fast, but burned in my memory: that massive shaft, curved and heavy, precum glistening. I’m soaked now, panties ruined.

“Beside, you knew Orva when she wasn't your mommy.” Robert considered telling Derek about the time he slept over and accidentally walked in on his mom when she was sitting naked on the toilet. He could still picture the brown mass of hair between her legs and the way her heavy breasts hung so her giant nipples touched her thighs. “Your mom is pretty hot, like a sexy lady, but a sister is a sister, and that's incest.” “Not Katie,” Derek said, “and you know what they say, incest is best. That's what makes it so exciting.”

Teenage son induces his horny mother into incest. NB: The following story has themes of incest/taboo sex, non-consent sex, humiliation, abuse and other dark themes. please comment, rate, and share. Thank you. Enjoy reading.. ************ Honestly, the decision to seduce my mother and make her my slut was my choice, the actual suggestion could more accurately be said to come from my mother. I'll explain, several months ago I discovered my mom's pen name, under which she writes erotic stories. I had recognized the name at once and with a little digging, I confirmed that she was the author. I was also able to find several other accounts under the same name, all of which dealt with erotica in on

Exquisitely drawn, not crude as such works often are. ‘Do you find them a turn on? Most people do, myself included,’ he said, then boxed her in between an angle of the wall and his broad shoulders, lowering his voice and adding, ‘I learned about sex through them. When I was a kid, I'd steal the keys, hide in the little room and wank my budding prick as I looked at them. My first come was over the one featuring the lady in the boudoir. I can even remember what it was called - Morning Toilette. I was frightened I'd stained it. with spunk, but I’d managed to catch most of it in my handkerchief.’

Ch-1 --------------------- [Warning: this story is in the 'incest' category. As a result, the mother and son in this tale might have a relationship which you might find unsettling. At the end, when they kiss each other goodnight, neither of them has to go to another bedroom. The father already sleeps there.]

I wanted my husband's brother's dick. Yes, you heard right. I so badly wanted to feel my husband's young brother's dick in my pussy. Again, yes, I know what you're thinking. Your husband's brother? Have you lost your mind? A few weeks ago I would agree with you, totally. I would say that's insane and incest. Actually, a few months ago I would puke at my own thoughts. But right now, right here, watching him work out, the sweat dripping down his abs, god it hurt my pussy so bad I had to close my legs tighter.

My feet come off the ground, lifted by his hips, one thigh being wrenched wide by Cain's free hand. I open my mouth on the hood of the car and begin to sob. Half because the pressure he's inflicting on me hurts. Half because it feels so good when paired with his fingers on my clit. Oh my God. Whatever's coming is going to split me down the middle and I'm ready for the pleasure/pain. "I want it. I want it. I want it." This time, his laughter is dark. "Mommy and Daddy don't know you're a little cock slut, do they, Ursula?" He licks up the side of my neck. "But Uncle Cain knows all about it, doesn't he? Yes, he does."