Novel Incest Mga Nobela at Kwento

Her hands hooked under my knees, spreading me wide, and I glanced up to see Devyn stroking himself slowly, eyes fixed on the way her face was buried between my legs. “You look like a whore like this,” he muttered. I smirked. “Jealous?” He didn’t answer. Instead, he crawled up the bed, bracing one hand beside my head as he leaned over, cock pressed against my thigh. “Don’t come in my mouth,” I warned him. He only nodded. Then I wrapped my lips around him and took him deep. --- The sounds were disgusting. Slurping. Moaning. Skin slapping against skin as Juno fucked me with her mouth and Devyn fucked my throat.

Lucenzo comes next, burying himself deep inside me, his balls pressing against my hand on my clit. The orgasm washes over me like a tidal wave, except that, unlike a wave, I don't think I will be able to drift away from Lucenzo.

This book contains themes of incest and is intended for mature readers only. It is not suitable for all audiences. ⚠️ If you feel uncomfortable with such content or believe it may be triggering for you, please consider skipping these sections or moving on to later chapters. ⚠️ Reader discretion is strongly advised. Lara. I wanted to fuck my father. Yes, my real daddy. Wasn’t that sick and twisted? Wasn’t that wrong? But why did it make my pussy throb?

Fuck, my son was going to get us caught. I grabbed his soaking wet fingers again. I pulled up, and the little bastard slid his hand up and under my dress, over my slender tummy, and grabbed onto my right breast. My nipple throbbed beneath his palm, bending as he rubbed my tit in a circle. Electric pulses shot through me, and I arched my back, forcing my ass harder into his lap and my pussy lower onto his cock. His knob pushed through me, searching for the closest thing I had to virgin pussy meat. I bit the inside of my cheek to keep from crying out as I came again. This time, my son only swelled his cock within me as I bathed his incest dick in my golden honey. Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck, I t

“ Do you know what I do to little girls who want to slut themselves around , I fuck them , I fuck them so hard , like whores . I don’t kiss Nora , do not make the mistake of kissing me again , I don’t make love, I don’t make you feel special , if you crave my dick so much I treat you like a fucking slut . I will not be your sweet uncle Vincenzo , I will be the monster who will rip out every last part of humanity left in your body till you are left with nothing but the stench of me all over you. I’m a monster in bed, you really don’t wanna be damaged do you ?

“Then, I will do what you asked of me. I will fuck you so hard that you won't be able to walk for days.” The treat was clear on his face, but it still sent shivers down my spine. My stomach clenched as I hurried to hasten my orgasm. Just like every goddamn time, imagining my uncle doing wicked things to my body, sped up my orgasm. “Cum for me, Doll,” my conjured uncle whispered into my neck. “Fuck, uncle!” With a scream, I orgasmed so hard that it shook my entire body. As I came down from the soul-shattering orgasm, I felt guilty.

“As long as you’re with me, Mr. Cillian will not touch you.” I was surprised by the concern in his gaze. Salem frightened me almost as much as Mr. Cillian did, yet here I was, letting him whisk me back to his home, where he would inevitably seduce me once more. But now I knew what happened when I did not feed. I’d become delirious, mad with lust—exactly what I’d been told I would become if I ever touched myself. It seemed strange to me that perversion would bring me clarity, when I’d been raised to believe the opposite. I couldn’t get the poor man’s frozen eyes out of my head. I shuddered, trying to hold off the tears.

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

His strong hard muscles made it squeezed in easily. He would tense up every time, jaw clenched and breathing heavier. But that only made me push harder. Besides it was just him and I in this big house for weeks. And I was tire of pretending--I wanted him to finally touch and fuck me. I know his blood and I think this would be incest but I don't care anymore. I just want to feel him.. .... One evening, while we were sitting on the couch watching a movie, I turned to him with big innocent eyes and asked something totally off- course

His tongue plunged deep, tasting my mouth like he owned it, while his fingers dug into my hips. Dinner started innocently enough. Aunt Lydia chattered about her garden, Uncle Tom nodding along, his eyes flicking to my cleavage when he thought no one noticed. I crossed my legs under the table, feeling the slickness between my thighs—Harlan's seed mixed with my fresh arousal. Jake's foot nudged mine, a silent promise, while Richard poured wine, his gaze heavy on me.