Author: ConcreteCandle

Temptations In Quarantine- Part Three – MF, Incest, Dirty Panties

Temptations in Quarantine – Part Three – MF, Incest, Dirty Panties

The next morning, Peter awoke as the apartment was flooded with morning sunlight. He rolled onto his back, staring at the smooth white ceiling. “Did that really happen last night? Was it all a dream?” he wondered. Looking under the blanket, his underwear bore the crunchy dried cum stains which evidenced that it had been very real.

He quietly got out of bed, walking a few feet to the kitchen to start the coffee machine. As he waited, he leaned back against the counter and looked over to the bed. There, his 21 year-old daughter Stephanie began to stir in the morning light. She looked amazing, although mostly covered up by the blanket he’d gently set over her the night before. She reminded him of her mother, his wife.

Stephanie slowly woke up, climbed out of bed and said “morning Daddy” as she walked to the bathroom. As she sat down to pee, she looked down at the gusset of her g-string, a mess from yesterday’s activities. She took them off and set them in the clothes hamper, which was nearly overflowing with t-shirts and underwear. Read more »

Temptations in Quarantine- Part Two – Incest, MF

Temptations in Quarantine – Part Two

Peter licked the final drop of his daughter’s pussy juice off the metal hair spray can. As he placed it back on the shelf, his hands were shaking like he had cerebral palsy. His heart was pounding, adrenaline filling his bloodstream. What had he just done? Had he really cleaned his daughter’s grool off her improvised dildo? How could he ever look her in the eye again?

Peter looked down, his grey boxer briefs tented by his rock hard cock, a silver-dollar size dark spot marking his leaking precum. Slowly, he composed himself and prepared to leave the bathroom. Unfortunately, no matter what he did, his erection and the precum stain were unmistakable. Finally, he walked quickly into the kitchen, standing behind the waist-high counter.

“How was your shower honey?” Peter asked. “Very refreshing” Stephanie responded “I needed that badly.”

Peter’s heart nearly stopped, did she mean to use double entendres? Could she know what he’d done? Trying to distract himself, Peter began preparing dinner.

“Stephanie, do you mind emptying the dishwasher?” Peter asked. Read more »

Temptations in Quarantine – MF, Incest, Sweat, Grool

Peter Donovan awoke to the sound of knocking on his front door. He climbed out of bed, walking across his studio apartment to answer the door. As he opened it, he was shocked to find his daughter Stephanie there, tears running down her face.

“Steph, are you alright?” Pete asked, pulling her inside. As she walked through the door, she dropped a small carry-on suitcase to the floor.

“Yes, I’m just disappointed. Brandon and I were supposed to board a cruise from Oakland tomorrow, but I just got word that it’s canceled due to the virus. I literally landed here in a San Francisco and received the notification from the cruise line” Stephanie said.

“Where’s Brandon?” Peter asked, looking around for his daughter’s mediocre boyfriend.

“He’s back in Arizona, he stayed one more day to complete a final. I wanted to arrive a day early to surprise you. Some surprise!” she replied.

“Well, come on in and I’ll make you a cup of coffee.” Stephanie walked into her father’s high-rise studio apartment, as always, taking in the stunning view. Read more »

The Island – Part Nine – MMF, Bi, Cum, WS

Scott’s face was firmly buried in Rachel’s ass, her fat cheeks sandwiching him and cutting off his air supply. Rachel was on her knees in front of him, presenting the gaped ass which Paul had just filled with warm salty-sweet cum. Rachel giggled as Scott’s tongue searched every inch of her, trying to lick and suck out every single drop of Paul.

Paul watched Scott rim his wife, confident that he had chosen the perfect Island playmates. Scott had turned into such a submissive cumslut, his mouth watering like Pavlov’s dog every time Paul got hard. And Rachel? Well, Rachel was a work of art. Her beautiful smile, her beautiful curves and tits, and her sense of humor and kink.

Scott pushed his tongue deeper, feeling Rachel’s gaped asshole slowly close around his tongue. Finally, confident that he had sucked and swallowed every drop of Paul’s cum from Rachel’s ass, Scott withdrew and gasped for air. Rachel looked over her shoulder at her loving husband, his chest heaving as the cum dried on his face. He looked so fucking sexy. Read more »

The Island – Part Eight (MMF, Bi, cum, anal, Cuckold)

The day after his creamy dessert, Scott awoke in bed. As he ran his tongue over his lips, he would still taste Paul’s dried cum. He’d left it on his face as a sign of respect and devotion to Rachel and Paul. Beside him, Rachel slept soundly.

In the back of his mind, Scott wondered if she was already pregnant with Paul’s baby, but knew they wouldn’t find out for another few weeks. Regardless of the answer, he knew it would not change anyone’s behavior, she would continue to be a depraved slut for Paul.

Today, Paul said they were going to have a sunset cocktail party out on the pier.

Everyone spent the day lounging by the pool, reading books and relaxing. Scott fought the urge to kneel in front of Paul again and swallow his cum, knowing that Paul had something special in mind for Rachel. From her lounge chair, Rachel watched her husband gaze at the bulge in Paul’s swim trunks, sensing the thoughts running through his head. Read more »

The Island – Part Seven (MMF, Bi, Cum, Cuckold.)

(Don’t forget to read the previous chapters. I know a few of you will love this chapter, I’ve got many requests.)

After yesterday’s marathon of impregnation, Scott, Rachel and Paul spent most of today lounging around the house and the pool. Rachel had woken up in Paul’s arms, her pussy sore and messy from their nine fuck sessions the day before. On the other hand, Scott woke up at the foot of their bed, his cock already hard as he remembered each detail, a respectful helper and observer for Paul’s breeding of his wife. He had tried to mentally record each vivid detail including Rachel’s moans and the musky sweet scent of their body fluids, Read more »

The Island – Part Six (MMF, Impreg., Breeding, Bi, Cum.)

(Don’t forget to read Parts 1-5. Please let me know what you think, that’s why I do this!)

The next morning, Rachel woke up in Paul’s arms. Outside, the always-present sound of tropical birds and crashing waves.

She was awash with raw emotions, her passionate affection for Paul and her sincere appreciation of Scott’s submission. Throughout her relationship with Scott, she’d known that he needed direction and guidance. During their pre-marriage lovemaking, that role had fallen on her. She’d been forced to move his body and hands to please her more, or to tell him what to do. Although this role increased the physical pleasure she received, she’d always wanted to give up control herself.

Now that they were on the Island, she didn’t have to think about any of that. Every day was a new adventure, something unexpected but at the same time, eye opening. As she thought about her husband, in another room, she knew that they both loved Paul, and the sense of security he provided.

Later, as they enjoyed breakfast together, Scott and Rachel each wondered what the day had in store for them. Paul had cooked an especially hearty breakfast this morning, dense whole wheat rolls and other proteins. Read more »

The Island – Part Five (MMF, Bi, Cuck, Cum.)

After the activities of that morning, Scott and Rachel spent the rest of the day in relative isolation, sitting by the pool and trying to comprehend the situation they found themselves in. Here they were, two newlyweds, just days after saying their vows, both owned by a more powerful man.

As they stared at one another, the memory of their regular life faded away.

That evening, Rachel and Scott returned to the main house for dinner. Paul served four courses, sitting at the head of the table and holding Rachel’s hand from time to time. Scott watched longingly, his cock already re-charged from the mornings ordeal. Because Paul had not given the command to take out the buttplug, Scott sat at the dinner table, with the glass phallus locked in his butthole.

After dinner, Paul took Rachel by the hand and led her towards his bedroom. Obediently, Scott followed a few paces behind. As they stepped through the doorframe, Paul said “Rachel, there is an outfit for you in the closet, please put it on. Scott, follow me…” Read more »

The Island – Part Four (MMF, Cum, Anal, Impreg.)

(There is also some cuck and light-dom play in this chapter too. Don’t forget to read parts 1-3. I received a few requests for more dialogue so I tried to emphasize that in the intro.

If you like it, please message me and let me know. I’m always looking for chat partners. I hope you enjoy!)

The next morning, Rachel and Scott awoke to the sound of tropical birds and crashing waves. In the air, the smell of butter and bacon. As they prepared to get up, Scott looked over at his wife “did you enjoy last night?”

“I loved it, the size of his cock, the taste of his tongue, it all felt so perfect. It was comforting to feel your arms around me as he slid into my pussy.” Her eyes glazed over as she remembered last night’s activities, while Scott looked on in awe. As she remembered the sensation of Paul cumming in her womb, a subtle devilish smile formed on her lips. Watching, Scott knew that she loved Paul, and that his cock would forever be an afterthought. Read more »

The Island – Part Three (MMF, cuck, Bi, impreg.)

[Part Two](https://www.reddit.com/r/cuckoldstories/comments/dw4ks4/the_island_part_two/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf)

[Part One](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/dw16hn/the_island_part_one_mmf_impreg_bi_cuck/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf)

Rachel and Paul stood in the center of the bedroom, him in a tuxedo and her in the wedding dress. They held each other close, kissing deeply and sharing a passionate moment. To the side, Rachel’s husband Scott sat on the edge of the massive bed, a still-warm puddle of Paul’s cum in his lap.

As he watched, Scott stirred the cum with his fingers and brought it to his lips. With some hesitance, he licked it off, tasting the salty/sweet flavor of Paul’s seed as the musky scent filled his nostrils. To him, it tasted like the most amazing thing in the world, and in his heart, he knew he needed more.

As they slowly danced and made-out, Paul pulled Rachel’s wedding dress over her head, revealing her toned body and heavy breasts for the first time. Paul stepped back, admiring his female companion. She placed her hands on her hips, presenting herself to him. From her hairless pussy, a long drip of his cum was working its way down her thighs. Each time they touched, the thick cum formed a spider’s web of sticky liquid. Read more »