Taboo Sibling Incest Romance Books Novels & Stories

Or… something. And he likes it… rough? The way he commands a boardroom is the same way he’d command a bed. The same way he’d command *me*. My dick twitched against the towel, already betraying me with a hard, aching throb. Guilt crashed in right after. He’s marrying my sister. He just kissed her in front of me. And then… me. Fuck it. I couldn't help it. I opened the laptop again, back to Archive 3.

The evening sun dipped low as I prepared for dinner, the scent of roasting lamb filling the house. Richard and Jake would be home any minute, their voices already echoing in my mind—deep, commanding, full of that possessive hunger that made my core throb. But beneath my apron, Harlan's cum still lingered inside me, a sticky secret from this afternoon's romp. I'd showered, sure, but the faint ache in my pussy reminded me of his thick shaft stretching me wide, his grunts as he pumped me full. It turned me on, this double life, fucking them both while plotting more.

"Taking your cousin's cock like a good girl." They started moving together,Damon thrust deep and steady, whispering dirty loving words. "This pussy belongs to family now and no one else will ever feel how perfect you are." Lily wrapped her legs around him, meeting every thrust,the taboo made it intense knowing his blood was the same as hers, that this was forbidden but felt like coming home. He flipped her over, taking her from behind, one hand rubbing her clit while he pounded harder Lily came again, her pussy squeezing around him, soaking the sheets,the pleasure was so strong she saw stars.

Fletcher fastened his pace and soon Zee trembled shooting his load on his chest, in Fletcher's hands and some dripping on the sheets, while his hole was filled with warm essence of Fletcher chanting his name in whispers. Fletcher gently put him comfy on the bed before going to clean up the mess. "Don’t you dare sleep on me Zee. The night is young Pup". He kissed his shoulders and Zee was lying sideways. "Bring it on Handsome. I can’t sleep with just one round". Zee replied cockily over his shoulder and Fletcher knew what he had to do. ******** It was Taboo for the eyes of the people. But for them, they found love in each other's embrace.

My clit throbbed against him, every nerve alight, and I circled it with my fingers right there, moaning loudly as pleasure spiked, but the emptiness persisted, demanding more. He shook his head violently, eyes squeezing shut for a second, hands pushing at my hips now, trying to lift me off. 'No, Angel—we can't. This is wrong, incest or whatever— you're my stepsister. I love you like family, not... not like this. Get in your seat, I'll take you to get help.' But his voice wavered, breath hot and ragged, and when I ground down harder, his cockhead nudged my entrance, slipping just inside the slick heat.

She knew that this wasn't normal, but hey, it's on the internet so it can't be that uncommon, right? She found a story about a brother and sister committing incest. She noted that the siblings cared a great deal for each other, not just wanting to get off. They loved each other and felt no shame or guilt for their actions and behaviour. It was difficult keeping it secret but otherwise seemed quite normal, apart from she found that a lot of what was exciting about it was the Taboo nature of the behaviour.

With my cock fully buried inside her, and my chest resting against her slippery breasts, I push my tongue into my sister's warm, welcoming mouth. As Susan wraps her legs around me, tightening our blood-stirring connection, I realize how impossible it is to describe our incestuous couplings. Every time I enter my sister, I get an overwhelming sense of love, passion and belonging; like I'm coming home. It's unlike sex with anyone else. Even fucking my mother, whom I love unequivocally, is just fucking compared to this.

Lust would’ve been satisfied with any warm body, but none of them come close. I keep telling myself that’s all it is, though. That it’s just wanting what I shouldn’t want, just the thrill of it being forbidden. But then I picture her laughing at Ethan’s jokes, or looking at him the way she looks at me when she thinks I’m not paying attention, and my hands clench. Wrong, I remind myself. She’s my stepsister now. That line isn’t just blurry it’s carved in stone, but knowing that doesn’t stop the craving.

He was of no help. And his words just came back to my mind. He told me Lisa is Cassio's young sister And Axel is Cassio's young brother. What she's saying is incest...Taboo. I just couldn't wrap my head around what she was saying. I couldn't wrap my head around it. I stared at her. Then at Nico. Then back at her again. Because there had to be something wrong here. Something I was missing. Lisa sat there casually, crossing one leg over the other as if she hadn't just dropped a bomb in the middle of the room and gone back to breathing normally.

I moaned into his neck, the stretch and fullness overwhelming after hours of denial. Kane fucked me with deep, powerful strokes, one hand covering my mouth to keep me quiet while the other rubbed my clit. “Such a dirty little sister,” he whispered hotly in my ear. “Getting fucked by your stepbrother while your aunt sleeps right above us. Does it turn you on knowing she could come down any second and see me breeding you?” I nodded frantically, tears of overwhelming pleasure and guilt leaking from my eyes. The risk was intoxicating. Every thrust felt more dangerous, more forbidden.