Short Stories Of Incest の小説・ストーリー

I took a glimpse of my watch and turned back to her. “It is almost time for Physics class,we have to go and grab lunch.” “Sure…” We started walking to the cafeteria and I could swear that I caught Anna throwing weird stares at me. We stood on the line with our trays in our hands. Anna bent over and whispered into my ears. “Maybe we should read some of your erotic stories while we eat.” My body went cold. There was no way in hell I was letting someone else read my diary. There were quite a lot of erotic and sex scenes in it and the worst part was that they were not mine. They were about my friends or random students I randomly pair up in my head.

I asked. "Just what I said Matt, look you're stuck on the rules. Incest is bad, and know what? If it's all the time and kids are involved and someone gets pregnant, sure it is. But this isn't incest Matt, it's an act of love. No one knows how long this has been going on. Grandpa told Mom that his mother told him that her great grandmother slept with her father." He put his hands out.

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.

I didn’t have to ask to know it’s my cousin. Yes, I used to have a secret crush him back when I was a teenager, but I’d hoped I’d outgrown it. But right now, feeling his dick trace my lips, all the crush feelings came rushing back and my pussy spasmed hungrily around my father in-law’s cock and the old man groaned. I opened my mouth for my cousin. His cock was long, curved and leaking pre-cum. I took him deep, sucking hard while moaning aroud him the way i’d dreamed of back then.

I brace myself, expecting the slap, the screaming, the same words my mother once hurled at my father's mistress—"You think he won't cheat on you too? You deserve each other. You're nothing." But Wren just steps closer, shoving my shoulder hard enough to make me stumble back. The soreness between my legs flares, a raw reminder of last night. "I've known Luca since I was a child, Vivienne. I've loved him that long. You wouldn't understand, you're just a kid." Her voice cracks. "Don't you have any shame? Huh?" "I'm sorry," I whisper. "You're barely twenty years old, fucking a grown man. Your stepbrother." She spits the word like it's poison. "You disgust me."

“They start on my breasts, Father. Squeezing them, pinching my nipples until they ache. Then they slide down my stomach… between my legs. Rubbing my… my cunt. Pushing fingers inside while I moan.” “Good girl,” he murmured, and I heard the rustle of his cassock like he was adjusting himself. “Keep going. Do you imagine these hands belonging to someone forbidden? Do you get wet thinking about it?” “Yes,” I whispered, my voice shaking. “So wet. I rub my clit in circles until I come, imagining a man holding me down, filling me up even though I know it’s wrong. I feel so dirty afterwards but I can’t stop.” The screen door clicked. He stepped out of his side and opened mine, towering over me.

His entire body shook as he came, shooting a massive, boiling hot load of cum deep inside me, filling my tight pussy to the very brim. He collapsed on top of me, his heavy chest heaving as he held me tight against the mattress. We stayed like that for a long time, the quiet returning to the room. The sin was turning into something much bigger, and as I felt his warm cum leaking out of me, I knew I was never going back to my old life again.

And he was addicted to his little girl’s tight pussy. This was only the first story in the book of our sins. There were ninety-nine more ways to damn ourselves still waiting. And I could not wait to fall even deeper.

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Because nothing about Mateo felt dishonest. Not now. Not ever. “After some months,” he continued quietly, “Lucas kept apologizing.” Camila frowned. “He said she seduced him.” Mateo shrugged bitterly. “Maybe I just wanted someone familiar after losing everything.” The sadness in his voice hurt deeply. “So eventually I forgave him.” Camila could barely process everything. The betrayal. The addiction. The heartbreak. And suddenly she understood why Mateo looked at love like something dangerous. Why he feared losing her so much.