Twincest Is Wincest Novels & Stories

I look up at the twins, who were staring at me. It was like they were waiting for me to run or scream. If only they knew what I've seen. I turn forward again and load up my computer. "What's the name of the company?" I ask and turn towards them. "Rossi Inc." The twins both rise to stand next to me. I turn towards Nicholas immediately as his hand settles on my arm. I nod my head and turn to the computer. "You can wait on the couch right there. It might take a while."

I screamed, “What? What are you doing? What the fuck are you doing?” I screamed at Ronnie. He just shrunk and kept on moving. I accelerated the car once more and sped off faster than him. Nick stood frozen. He couldn’t believe I could race. Jessie just whispered, “I like this girl.”

Three days apart—Ysabel Eldridge must have been dying to see him. Sure enough, Scott didn't even take the car—he ran straight to the building three blocks behind ours. I took a breath and noted the floor where the elevator stopped, a cold smile spreading across my face. 'No wonder I never noticed anything—turns out the two of them were right under my nose. Scott Camden, you really thought this through.' Pulling out my phone, I sent off a message and went home to start packing. The house was full of baby items—two of everything. Looking closely, I finally noticed something strange. Though they were meant to be identical, the quality wasn't the same at all. Even the twin strollers had differen

“That's an understatement. My cunt feels so empty it aches. If that thing slides into me, I swear I'll thank it out loud while screaming.” The central stalk rises to its full height, crowned with five massive, ridged appendages, each thicker than my arm and tipped with wide openings that leak sweet, viscous nectar. They move with deliberate intelligence, seeking each of us. One coils around my waist while another claims Becky's hips. The vines cinch tighter, lifting all five of us into a cradle of broad leaves and silken strands. "It burns so good," I groan as the massive appendage presses between my cheeks, spreading slick warmth that melts every muscle open.

She said, and cast her eyes down, shaking her head. I could see her mood swing from one of hope to one that was reflective. She thought deeply. She remained silent for close to a minute before she spoke again. “Grandson,” she bounced back much spiritedly, with warmth in her voice, “romance is like a dice; it always takes two sides to win a fortune but often, it is only one side that gets the attention. The one you love may not love you back. And it is highly unlikely that two people would love each other equally. Like the downside of a dice, a true lover isn’t one that comes with glory to seek your praise. There would be no top side of a dice if the down side decides not to rest.

PRESENT DAY Klara (PoV) After over an hour of driving he makes me turn into what seems like the entrance of some winery and we start making our way through a narrow gravel road. A large house starts to come into view, wait no, did I say house? Sorry, what I meant to say was a large Ass mansion.

she laughed nervously, Shawn froze, staring at the mix of pink and blue confetti scattered across the floor, across Eva’s hair, across his own shoulders. Then the realization hit him like a lightning strike, “Twins,” His voice cracked with awe, “We are having twins!” He exclaimed, throwing a fist in the air, The room erupted in joyous shock, “Twins?!” Eleanor gasped, covering her mouth, Richard let out a rare laugh, “This is Incredible,” Daine squealed, clapping her hands together, “Oh my goodness, one boy and one girl!”

Ignoring the whispers and glares shot in my direction, I made my way outside. “Have fun tasting my leftovers, bitch,” Stacy grunted as I left. It wasn’t my fault she ruined her shot at exclusivity. Initially, Stacy and I had been good friends; we both joined LT the same month and navigated the rookie stage together as nineteen-year-olds. But after a year in the job, I began to draw more attention, and she skillfully turned the other strippers against me. Deep down, I knew she wanted to be like me that would explain why she kept copying everything I did including my hairstyle, she swore on her uterus that she had no idea I dyed my hair burgundy I planned on changing it soon. Nice to see I'm s

I walked into ‘Aspiration’ the gaming club that I owned. I would like to call it instead of cassino the way other people pronounced the name as if it was a disease. But in the end, they all came here to enjoy their night. Hypocrisy was everywhere, and now they hid behind million-dollar suits and shoes.