Mom Daughter Incest Novels & Stories

I’d just make sure they don’t bring serial killers into my mothers house or that woman will shred me the way she shred the divorce papers my dad sent her a few years ago. My eyes met Jason’s probably for the hundredth time since the day started and I looked away, blushing of course because that’s all he does to me. It’s just crazy how such vile incest is going on and I genuinely do not care. I searched it up anyways and from my research, at least 67% of Americans sleep with their cousins. Sleep? Yes I mean sex and yes I want my first time to be with Jason, my cousin…yaayyyy, I’m a creep.

"She's isn't dead ken ,she isn't ,and can you believe that the so-called woman that calls herself dora mom is also my mom ,can you believe that a mother tried to hurt her child , can you believe that I tried to kill my own sister , can you believe that I tried to kill my niece all for the sake of a man ,how could life be so unfair to me ,. I hate Dora so much and I wish for nothing but death.I had been wishing my own sister death.I screamed hitting the wall and crying . Ken was shocked and speechless . "You are joking ,I feel like you are joking . "Am not ,just two weeks ago I got a call from the private investigator that I had hired and he found out that Dora mom was my mom and also Dora wa

“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.”

WARNING: This volume intensifies the incestuous themes with immediate family members (mothers, fathers, full siblings, and direct parent-child dynamics) while featuring extreme psychological dominance. Each story explores manipulation, gaslighting, obsessive control, guilt-tripping, and total mental surrender within blood relations. All characters are consenting adults 18+. Lila’s POV The front door slammed so hard the pictures on the wall rattled. Mom was gone. She had screamed at Dad one last time about how sick he was, how he had always favored me, how she couldn’t stand another minute in this house. Then she left. Just like that.

Katherine's tone sounded genuine, but it couldn't erase years of rejection after William severed his mate bond with my mother. My wolf Cora curled into a tight ball inside me, trembling with suppressed grief. The ice cream incident surfaced with painful clarity. I couldn't have been more than eight years old, attending a territory gathering with both sides of my fractured family. "Look what Grandmother brought for you girls!" Evelyn had announced, holding two special moonlight ice creams that glowed with subtle blue light. When a passing beta server accidentally bumped into Evelyn, one cone became scraped and stained with dirt. "I want the clean one!" Olivia had immediately demanded, snatchi

I immediately opened it. "Don't panic, Mrs. Darlene, When you sent that amazing picture of your breasts, you sent it from your personal email, which shows your name. With that, it was easy for me to find your information on the Internet. So I know your full name Damon Darli,birthday is October 1st, and that you have a son. I might have to visit you very soon for some naughty fun. You could pretend you've taken in a boarder, and then I could fuck you every day. Would you like that, Darlene ?Your sweet pussy getting fucked by a young huge cock over and over? Please send me more pics, I want to see your pussy, Don't worry, your details are safe with me, I won't tell anyone."

In the video, my small hands fumbled with the phone while I looked up at her, confused and scared. "Be a good boy, Sawyer. Your daddy's a softie. As long as you cry, he'll give you whatever you want. "Just tell him that my business went under and there's no money for your school fees. Tell him to send money right away." A floodgate opened in my memory. All the moments I'd forced myself to forget, the ones she'd papered over with "we're family," came rushing back with brutal clarity. The footage cut to another scene again. This time, it showed Mom and Uncle Keith in an office, with an audio recording capturing them scheming about how to cook the books and quietly siphon the money Dad had inve

My mate, Ryan Carter, and I took in a young rogue Omega named Nina Reed, and I raised her myself. But once she grew up, she tried every trick she could think of to seduce Ryan. He said he would send her to another pack and never let her come back. Nina threw a fit and ran out of the house. During the argument, she shoved me down the stairs even though I was seven months pregnant. The fall left me badly injured. I lost the baby and had to undergo a hysterectomy. Ryan hated her deeply. He forced her into the pack's lowest rank, making her clean up after everyone, and even tied her up in the basement to torment her day and night. But when she pressed a poisoned silver blade to her own throat an

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."

“Don’t lie to me, Lily. I saw the search history. ‘Daddy fucks his reluctant daughter.’ ‘Bad girl gets punished by daddy.’ ‘Teen slut begs for daddy’s cum.’ You have a thing for this, don’t you?” I squeezed my eyes shut, wishing the floor would open up and swallow me whole. This was a nightmare. A complete and total nightmare. My mother, his new wife, was downstairs, probably humming while she made dinner, completely oblivious to the fact that her new husband was in her daughter’s room, discussing her incest p**n habits. “It’s just a fantasy,” I mumbled, my face still hidden under the blanket. “Is it?” he said. I felt his hand on my ankle, over the blanket. His touch was firm, possessive. “O