Written Incest Stories Novels & Stories

This story contains themes of incest and is intended for mature readers only. It is not suitable for all audiences. ⚠️ If you feel uncomfortable with such content or believe it may be triggering for you, please consider skipping these sections or moving on to later chapters. ⚠️ Reader discretion is strongly advised. Bella. I have never had to watch p**n before. I had never thought about watching two naked people fucking themselves. Just two weeks ago I was still seventeen, and I had just turned eighteen. I was preparing for college, and I was Daddy and Mommy’s little innocent girl. The kind who never thought about sex, or getting her first kiss, or having a boyfriend.

***Warning: The following stories are 18+ and contain content that may offend, disturb, and trigger some readers. These include physical, mental, and emotional abuse, as well as physical and sexual violence, and drug references. Read at your own risk... Isadora was a second-year student, and Miles was her professor. His love for her was forbidden and bordered on obsession. She felt trapped with no one to turn to. Until the substitute Professor Rhett enters... CHAPTER ONE - THE BEGINNING

**Lust's Asylum: Twisted Confessions** **Host’s Introduction** Welcome back... Forbidden fruit always tastes the sweetest. Tonight’s confession is soaked in taboo — a stepsister hiding a very lucrative secret, and the stepbrother who discovers it… then decides to claim full control. This one is dark, twisted, and deliciously wrong. Here is the confession of “Stepsister’s Secret.” --- **Story 12: Stepsister’s Secret** **Chapter 1**

I had seen them make some kind of advances at each other but I didn’t know they were actually doing something as intimate as fucking! Incest. This house was poisoned and I didn’t know what the hell to do with this truth now.

Ray yelled this time, and she flinched fearfully, her heart skipped. "Ray..." She tried to go close to him, but he raised his hand and shook his head while giving her a hard glare. "Don't you dare touch me, Adelie. Don't you dare!" Ray slowly shook his head and bit his bottom lip. "I'm disappointed," He muttered and threw the diamond ring on the floor, walking down the podium afterward. "This is a disgrace to one's family. Incest? This is pure disgusting," "I would disown them right away if they were my kids,"

Warning: 18+ only. Featuring hardcore taboo and age-gap erotica. This is an erotic boxset containing twelve stories of irresistible steam, steam, fun, and naughty stories. If you're not up to eighteen, this book is not for you. Get ready to be intrigued. To feel. To...sin. ---------- “I made myself tight for Big Daddy,” she leans up and whispers in my ear. “Every morning and night, I clenched it really tight, released, clenched, released…”

Ch-1 --------------------- [Warning: this story is in the 'incest' category. As a result, the mother and son in this tale might have a relationship which you might find unsettling. At the end, when they kiss each other goodnight, neither of them has to go to another bedroom. The father already sleeps there.]

They fucked me in perfect rhythm, using me like their personal toy. I was moaning like a whore, completely lost in pleasure. They flipped me over and bent me over the counter. Damien buried his cock in my ass while Daddy took my pussy from below. Double penetration — my stepfather and stepbrother filling both my holes at the same time. “Take it, you disgusting incest slut,” Damien snarled, spanking my ass red as he reamed my shithole. “Getting double-stuffed by Daddy and your big brother in the kitchen like a cheap whore.”

"We're students of St. Tatiana's. We know how to do things with men. We can pleasure you, Daddy. We're such big sluts." "Biggest," cooed Keily, her voice so breathy as she leaned in and licked my ear. "Don't you want to fuck our tight, young cunts?" "Our tighter assholes," purred Riley. It was her turn to lick my ear while she grabbed my cock. "It's incest!" I gasped. "That's so wrong! I can't do that!" "Sure you can, Daddy," Keily said. "Mmm, I know, why don't we give you a little show? Some girly fun to get your blood boiling."

But no one knows about the other side of me. At night, when the house is quiet, I hide under my covers with my phone and read the kind of stories that would make my mother faint. Dark. Filthy. Full of dominant men who take what they want. Girls who beg for it. Degradation that makes my thighs press together and my heart race. I touch myself to those stories, whispering things I would never say out loud, and then feel crushing guilt the next morning. I’m supposed to be pure. Innocent. The perfect daughter.