Romantic Incest Stories Novels & Stories

Like the man, she fell in love with and the one who promised her everything is holding someone else, worst it is not just a random woman that she just can accept and let go thinking about his happiness and position as a man, but for all, it is their sister. “Forget everything that happened between us, and just think of it as a beautiful nightmare that should never manifest in the first place. For I have found the rightful one and the true one that I wanted to be with.” Broken with his words and her heart is shattered into millions of pieces. She asks herself just when and what did she ever do wrong? Just how come this incest relationship turns into worst than it could ever be? And why do the

I asked and shook my head. "You're certain?" He asked me and I told him what I saw and heard. He was rubbing his eyes before he started laughing hysterically. My brow furrowed as I mumbled that it was gross and not that funny. He looked at me and smiled, "no it's perfect. You see incest is strictly forbidden and terms for banishment. It also means their challenges are null and void, love." I grinned brightly and clapped my hands as I jumped about happily but sobered quickly.

My fingers dug into his ass cheek to spread him wide open while we frotted before the head of my dick was made to tease his hole again and again. The shower still ran in the background as we lost ourselves in each other. Teamates, rivals, lovers, or now maybe something darker and hotter. I knew this would not stop at one night because the forbidden pull was too strong, the musk and sweat and passion was too addictive for it. There would be more. Other nights I mean. “I might cum,” he breathed. I held him close with my hand placed possessively on his hip. "We are not done here Kai. Not even close. So, don't you dare cum.”

I turned my head, put my hand behind Xavier’s head, and drew his close, our lips colliding in a desperate, heated kiss. When we pulled apart, a thin string of spit stretched between our mouths. “Please…” I panted, my voice ragged, “release more pheromones, Xavier.” And he did. A wave of Xavier’s powerful, dominant pheromones washed over me, and I felt like I was going insane with pleasure. It was too much. Too good. “You like your husband’s brother ramming his cock into your pussy, don’t you?” Xavier grunted into my ear, his thrusts relentless.

My stepmother is crying now, broken sobs shaking her shoulders as she clutches the bedpost for support. "That girl is barely an adult, Luca!" my father roars, his face red with fury. "I trusted you with her, and this is what you do? You defile her?" "I didn't defile her," I snap, wiping blood from my lip. "I love her. And she loves me. I'd rather be with her than Wren." "Listen to yourself!" my stepmother sobs. "You'd rather be with your stepsister? She's half your age, Luca! Did you rape her? Groom her?"

“Though Nin is far more interested in mutual devouring than one-sided conquest.” Lila smiled, slow and sharp. “Mutual. I like that word, Professor.” The hour ended. Students shuffled out. Evelyn busied herself with papers, expecting the girl to leave with the others. Instead, Lila waited until the room emptied, then walked to the podium and placed a slim volume on the wood between them: Nin’s House of Incest. “I highlighted my favorite parts,” Lila said. “The ones that made me wet.” Evelyn’s pulse thudded once, hard, against her ribs. She should have dismissed the girl immediately. Instead she found herself saying, “Office hours are tomorrow from two to four.”

Damien roared and followed, pumping rope after rope of cum so deep she felt it in her womb. He collapsed over her, still buried inside, and kissed the tears from her cheeks. His hand slid down to cup her cum-filled pussy possessively as they drifted off. “Mine,” he whispered into her hair. Isabella closed her eyes, chest tight with something far more dangerous than hate.

"I never lied about my intentions. I told you I would protect what is mine. And you Cinthye Cator. YOU. ARE. MINE. By blood, by marriage and by destiny." Cinthye pushed away from his touch, shivering out of revulsion. Him calling her mine echoed in her mind, a possessive claim against her defiant spirit. The mere though that they share the same blood made her forget the moments she thought she was beginning to form affection for him. It was incest! All the passion and the undeniable chemistry they shared was buried like a dead body.

“Sophie let me explain everything…he’s real here okay?. These books you see are fantasies that make things happen. Whatever sex you read from this erotic series, you would feel it. You want to feel it too?” Sophie nodded eagerly, already breathing faster. “Yes. God, yes I do.” Lucian looked at me. His eyes were still furious, he must think i’m stupid. Unfortunately, this was the only way out. Trapping another soul would protect me from being caught. I picked up the most forbidden book. “Shadows of Three” : a story about one powerful man claiming two willing women. As soon as I started reading aloud, the magic surged. Lucian’s melted into dark hunger. “Then let’s give her what she wants.”

"We're students of St. Tatiana's. We know how to do things with men. We can pleasure you, Daddy. We're such big sluts." "Biggest," cooed Keily, her voice so breathy as she leaned in and licked my ear. "Don't you want to fuck our tight, young cunts?" "Our tighter assholes," purred Riley. It was her turn to lick my ear while she grabbed my cock. "It's incest!" I gasped. "That's so wrong! I can't do that!" "Sure you can, Daddy," Keily said. "Mmm, I know, why don't we give you a little show? Some girly fun to get your blood boiling."