Teen Incest Erotica Novels & Stories

"My god Scott, she's so drunk right now you could probably slip your hand down the back of her pants, just like she's doing to you. Go ahead, slide a hand lower. She's soft and smooth, her tender skin keeps going past her waistline, and she trembles as you climb inside. Her skin never gets touched under there, it's private, intimate. Feel her womanly body Scott, her hips, her secret naked skin, the unseen flesh she's been saving, for you perhaps. Her son." Those words surged my erection deeper into my doctor's grip. She grabbed it tight and squeezed as she continued filling my mind with erotic torture. "Oh Scott, there is no doubt that you're hard for your own mother as she licks your neck a

“Look at that pretty pink cunt leaking for us. Such an eager little toy.” They surrounded me. Darren grabbed my tits roughly, pinching and twisting my sensitive nipples until I whimpered. Dickson dropped to his knees and buried his face between my legs. His hot tongue lapped greedily at my dripping folds and I cried out, my knees buckling as he sucked my swollen clit hard, two thick fingers plunging deep into my tight hole. “So fucking wet,” he growled. “This virgin cunt is starving for stepbrother cock.” Darren shoved two fingers into my mouth. “Suck. Get them nice and sloppy for your ass, baby girl.”

The orgy spread like wildfire. A tall, muscular male grabbed one of the younger females and bent her over a fallen log. He drove into her pussy in one savage thrust, knot swelling almost immediately. She screamed in pleasure, pushing back onto him, begging for more. Another male stepped up behind the first , sliding his cock into the first male’s ass while he continued rutting the female. Triple knotting. The sounds were obscene , wet slapping, growls, desperate howls. Selene finally lifted herself off Lucien’s knot with a wet pop. A thick river of his cum poured out of her, dripping down her thighs and onto his stomach. She stood, legs steady, and looked down at him.

A cloth, a reel of condoms, and a card dropped on the desk. I hooked my finger under my nose. Odessa stepped back. I grabbed a pen and lifted what seemed to be an underwear in the air. The soiled boxers swung on the pen. “What in the world!” Odessa examined the garment. “Is that semen?” For fuck sake! I groaned and dropped the pen and boxers in the nearby bin. Odessa snatched up the package, reading. “There is no returning address.” I turned my head to read the card. No handwriting. Some fucker thought it was funny to piece cut out letters from magazines on a white card. ‘A gift to my precious omega’. Wow! What was this world coming to?

The silence made my thighs clench. "What kind of dreams?" he asked, still calm. "I shouldn't say." "You came here to let it out," he answered simply. I held in my breathing. "They're... sexual. I wake up soaked. Aching. And ashamed." "Go on." I let my head rest against the wooden panel behind me. My eyes closed. "He touches me in ways no one ever has. And I let him. I want it. God, I want it so bad." The words spilled out, broken and messy. "Sometimes it's in public. Sometimes I'm tied down. Sometimes he just whispers in my ear and I'm already falling apart. I wake up wet, panting, and I can't stop thinking about it for days."

“Always.” Erotica 2.

Still, doubt creeps in as I focus on her eyes, “Is this the right thing for you though?” She looks at me for a long minute, before finding my hand and leading it down her body. Her boobs, soft and perky, her flat stomach, and finally deeper. Past her panties and I feel her wetness. My hand is soaked, and she groans when my hand comes into contact with her dripping pussy. The sound is so sexy, so raw. “Just from that kiss, my love. We can talk about whether it's right tomorrow.” I don't need any other confirmation. I grab her.

I grabbed her fat arse and pulled her tighter, tribbing harder and faster. “Fuck my cunt with yours, you filthy slut!” I gasped. We were both sweating, moaning loudly, calling each other every dirty name we could think of. Regina reached between us and rubbed my clit furiously while we grinded. The light had turned red again, giving us even more time. I came first this time — screaming, shaking, soaking her pussy with my cum. Regina followed right after, grinding down hard as another powerful orgasm ripped through her. We kept going for what felt like forever — kissing sloppily, sucking and biting each other’s tits, fingering, using the cucumber on each other again, and tribbing in different

WARNING Explicit stepmother/stepson incest (he calls her "Mom" while he's balls-deep) • Raw cheating on the husband/father • Rough degrading sex: choking, slapping, spitting, hair-pulling, "slut" talk • Bareback creampies, facials, swallowing • Almost-getting-caught adrenaline • Age-gap filth + forbidden obsession Arranged-marriage jealousy and heartbreaking goodbye sex This is NOT romance. This is pure, dripping, no-limits taboo erotica. About "Hooked on his Dick" One open door was all it took. Natasha walks in on her stepson Noah stroking the biggest cock she's ever seen and instead of walking out, her panties soak through. From that second, they're doomed. Secret quickies while Dad

“That’s what makes it so fucking hot. Two gay men ruining their own stepdaughter’s holes every night. No shame, remember? Just pure, rotten pleasure.” Ethan pulled out thick leather cuffs from the bag and quickly secured my wrists to the headboard. “Tonight we’re corrupting you deeper, baby. We’re going to film this pretty little breakdown so you can watch how much of a desperate incest whore you really are.” I shook my head, panic and arousal twisting together. “No cameras— please, Daddies, that’s too far—” “Too far?” Lucas laughed, spreading my ass cheeks and spitting on my hole. “We’re way past too far. You’re ours now.”