Nasty Incest Porn Novels & Stories

“But I think we need to slow down a little and try something new together. Something I’ve been wanting to do with you.” She reached for the remote and turned on the large TV in their bedroom. She opened a hidden folder and selected a video. The screen lit up with two gorgeous women locked in an intense scissoring position — their pussies pressed tightly together, sliding and grinding in slow, wet circles. Their moans were loud, breathy, and real. One woman was on top, rolling her hips in perfect figure-eights while the other arched her back and gripped her thighs, their swollen clits rubbing visibly with every slippery movement.

Deep, disgusting lust. I grunt when my finger strokes the tip of my cock, smearing my precum all over my cap. I got hard again watching them fuck themselves like cheap things, and now, seeing this… I’m on my way to hell. No redemption. Stephanie, if I got her name right, arches so beautifully, back bent forward, spine slants down, both knees on the middle of the chair to keep her balance, while her cunt shows in full shameless display. God! I like her!

Marcus growled, gripping my hips hard enough to bruise. “How do I explain to my son that his best friend has turned into a cock-addicted boy-pussy. Tyler saw everything — saw how you were spreading your legs like a cheap whore for Daddy. Does that turn you on, boy? Knowing another guy saw you getting rammed?” “Yes…fuck—yes,” I gasped, shame and arousal twisting together inside me. The degradation made my cock throb even harder.

The ache between my legs had turned into pure torture — swollen, dripping, begging for something, anything. I locked my door, kicked off my heels, and threw myself onto the bed still in my work clothes. My hand was already sliding up my skirt before I could stop myself. No. Not yet. I grabbed my phone with trembling fingers and downloaded three new p**n videos — the filthiest threesome ones I could find. Two men, one woman. Priests in my head. I turned the volume low, propped the phone on my pillow, and hit play. The first scene started: a girl on her knees between two huge cocks, sucking one while the other slapped against her cheek. My breath hitched.

ARC 19 : FAMILY WITHOUT LIMITS WARNING: This arc contains extremely explicit sexual content, including intense incest (mother-son, father-son, brother-brother, sister-brother, mother-daughter, full family group sex), bisexual acts, oral, vaginal, and anal fucking, creampies, cum-swapping, face-sitting, double penetration, rough pounding, filthy dirty talk, breeding kink, with zero restraint or shame. All characters are 18+ Intended for mature audiences only

But it seems she forgot to clear the tab last night. Right in front of me, was the exact kind of p**n I used to watch. The kind that always feel too shameful, so I never watch them on anywhere aside my phone. ‘Hot teen shows his older aunt how to ride a real man’s cock.’ ‘Naughty older aunt gets pounded into the bed by her younger nephew.’ ‘Young teen dominates and ruins older woman’s pussy.’ The p**n titles were all similar to the kind of p**n I was very much into.

His scarred hands moved fast, wrapping and unwrapping as he worked the bag with steady power. Lila bit her lower lip. She pulled out her phone and opened her secret folder. The videos showed rough, dominant older men fucking younger women hard. She turned the volume low so only she could hear the moans and slaps. Her free hand slid down into her tiny cotton shorts. Her fingers found her clit right away. She was already wet. The wetness coated her fingertips as she started rubbing slow circles. Damien kept hitting the bag. Each punch made a loud thud that echoed through the empty warehouse. Lila rubbed her clit in time with the punches. She started slow and careful, pressing just enough to fe

"Why are you fighting for this so much?! I get your attraction to the man, but how can you sit here and root for your best friend to date a sadist?!" He shook his head again while his brow furrowed in pure anger and annoyance. "Don't you get it, Lynn? I've seen you through the worst times of your life. You were married to a fucking monster who nearly fucking killed you. You let that bastard control everything about you and your life for years! And you did nothing but let him! Is it wrong that you just so happen to be happy with a porn star?! You may just have learned the truth, but don't you dare stand there and tell me you didn't know something was up with the guy. He's literally sex on a f

That was very hot. My neck pulled back as I felt the blood rush from my head to my penis. I was suddenly unable to get the image of her naked body, sweaty and panting in ecstasy amongst a smoky, red-lit background out of my head. I envisioned myself fucking her relentlessly, hearing her voice - high-pitched with lust, crying out to me. 'Oh, yes, Anthony! Fuck me!' And suddenly I was as hard as I was going to get. I pressed my fingertips into my forehead, slowly shaking my head back and forth as I tried to rid the extremely sexy image from my mind. I inhaled deeply through my nose and…

she started then looking toward the room door beyond which Andre was probably sleeping or wondering what we were whispering about, she put the thumb and index finger of her right hand together to form a circle then inserted her left index finger in it in an obscene gesture. My eyes widened. “Fucking? No, they won’t! Would they?!” “Wouldn't be the first time siblings fuck. Give them a room and they will be banging and sweating like fresh fucked foxes in a forest fire.” I laughed at her description but the image of Andre and Carla couldn’t leave my head. “If they are then that’s incest!” “Once again wouldn’t be the first time. I have read some pretty disgusting stuff on Ask Diddy, siblings and