Romantic Incest Stories Novels & Stories

Every slam of his hips echoed the thud of my husband's footsteps in the hall, the danger a white-hot spark between us. "Maybe I should just breed you up and get you pregnant, Bianca," Killian whispered, his voice a dark, terrifying promise as he increased the pace. "Make your husband raise my heir while I keep fucking you and giving you more babies. Imagine him holding my child, thinking it's his, while I'm pinning you against the nursery wall." The thought was filthy, forbidden, and it made my pussy pulse with a new, frantic need. "Yes... breed me, Daddy... fill me up with your babies..."

CASSIE The old, stupid proverb went, "Basil must have been born in a barn. He didn't close the door of my room properly. He then proceeded to have a long discussion with Julian, which I could easily overhear. One in which my birth control was shredded in a garbage disposal. One that was really scaring the crap out of me. It was as if they had some pathological attraction towards me-some need for me way beyond just sex. I could almost understand if it was over the top just wanting to fuck me, but they were utterly and completely determined to knock me up, make me have their children.

With two fingers, I smashed them together around her engorged nipple. That made her cries grow even louder. My humping thrusts were so hard by that point that I could hear skin slapping against skin. Her pussy took my cock as if they were old lovers. In and out, it plunged as deep as I could go from behind. Her body started to shake and then mine did, too. We were both moaning. Oh god, our incestuous coitus was worlds beyond anything I had ever imagined.

"Well I want you to know the story about me and Rosetta. Rosetta and I....we fell in love with each other back then....but until today i feel quirky about it, it should have never happened because i was her teacher and she was just 17 and I'm much older than her so by law i would have been in trouble. In the end of the year I broke off the thing we had because of her mother who found out and told me to send the cops on my ass if I didn't and of my own conscience that kept telling me that she was under age!! So i broke both our hearts!! She went back to Denmark and one day after some months I received a live letter from her in Which she said that she can't live without me and that she will en

Penelope asked and the woman bobbed her head again. “It started a long time ago when your great-great-grandfather was in love with a werewolf girl, Liam. They were not mates, but lovers. It was a time when werewolves and Lycans lived together in peace. Their love bloomed so greatly that everybody was jealous of how beautiful their love was and they all took them as their role models. They wanted to get married and live happily together but everything changed when the werewolf girl found her mate, as destined by the Moon Goddess."

Meanwhile, Radya was desperately holding back his emotions from exploding. "I'm not joking," "I'm surprised at you, sometimes you act like a psychopath, but sometimes you act like a romantic." "Tsk, did you hear what I said earlier?" "Which one?" Radya, who had been annoyed by the girl in front of him, immediately pushed Dita's shoulder, then cornered her. He held Dita's jaw and kissed her lips brutally, making it difficult for Dita to breathe, Radya continued to crush Dita's tiny lips greedily, biting a little too so that Dita opened her mouth.

The man was remarkable and he had managed to enslave me with his cock. My polysexual nature was seeing its last days and even though I didn't want to admit it, I knew. Having one lover or sex partner was a myth. Monogamy in sex was a sick strategy insecure men used to claim dominance over women. Yet here I was seeing myself being with no other man but him. Master Cole was different. Everything that had initially made me hate him enough to want to strangle him were the same qualities making me intoxicated. One afternoon while we lay on his bed naked he said grimly, "I think I must be bewitched."

“Because I’m not leaving until I fuck you, Harper. I’m going to force my cock into my little stepsister’s tight cunt and breed you raw while our parents sleep. And your body is going to love every second of it.” Harper struggled against his grip, panic flooding her. “No… please… don’t do this…” she pleaded, tears pricking her eyes. “You’re my stepbrother. We grew up together. This is incest. Please stop.” Tyler laughed darkly and forced her legs apart with his knee. His hand slid between her thighs and cupped her soaked pussy.

I sobbed, my head thumping against the wall with every heavy thrust. He let out a low, guttural growl and captured my mouth again. The kiss was messy—tongues clashing and teeth grazing. I felt a coil tightening in my lower stomach, an unbearable tension that screamed for release. My legs locked tighter around his waist. “Ryan… yes. Right there. I’m cumming.” “Let’s cum together,” he whispered, as he delivered three devastating, powerful-shaking thrusts. The world shattered. I screamed into his shoulder, my teeth sinking into the expensive wool of his blazer as my body convulsed around him.

A month had flown by in a haze of forbidden passion, with Adam and Nova stealing every possible moment to fuck like animals in heat, always careful to hide their illicit affair from Asli. Adam had claimed the young woman's body as his own personal playground. He pounded into her almost daily, whenever the opportunity arose, the risk of getting caught only fueling their lust. But Adam was deliberate in his recklessness, he never once slipped on a condom or allowed Nova to pop a single birth control pill.