Fucking family gathering – Part 2

*Fourth part of my fictional story. It began with* [*”How I became a motherfucker”*](https://www.reddit.com/r/incest/comments/alaq9v/ms_how_i_became_a_motherfucker/)*, led to* [*”A unifying road trip”*](https://www.reddit.com/r/incest/comments/am1c5m/ms_a_unifying_road_trip/)*and* [*”Fucking family gathering – Part 1″*](https://www.reddit.com/r/incest/comments/amcb95/ms_cmcf_fucking_family_gathering_part_1/)*. Now, here is part two of the family get together. Hope someone has a nice read. See ya.*

I slept well that night. Exhausted from fucking nearly the whole night. Despite that, I managed to dream about mum. Dreamed of fucking, pardon, making love to her. Woke up with a hard on. Pulled back the blanked. Still some crusted remains of mum and myself on my dick. And the whole bed was a mess. Still a bit wet. Mum is a squirty bitch. With some crusted white drops in between. My sperm and her pussy juice. The view brought back memories. Made me hornier as I already was.

Heard mum in the bathroom. She was fresh out of the shower. Her body smelling after her favorite perfume. She noticed me entering the room. Smiled at me. Glanced at my erection. I stepped near her. My dick pressed against her fat body. But she said no, in a nice way: “Sorry my sweet boy. Mum has to put herself together. We only got about twenty minutes left. But if you want, sit on the toilet. Like yesterday, look at me while jerking one off.”

looking for a story

Hi all, not sure where to post this but I’ve been searching for a story I read a few years back. It was along the lines of a guy calling another man’s wife when he was on his way over to her house, telling her to leave the door open or unlocked, have her pants pulled down and bend over the couch so he can fuck her as soon as he walks in.

Any help or guidance where to post this is appreciated.

Pferman by Varg the Wanderer

Is there any stories that are similar like this one?

Where humans are being treated as pets by animal like humanoids?

[https://grometsplaza.net/world/ponygirl/storieslr/pferman.html](https://grometsplaza.net/world/ponygirl/storieslr/pferman.html)

[Meta] Not sure if this is within sub rules per se, but I’m taking requests!

I’m taking requests for erotic stories! No real limits on kinks or settings or anything like that. I’ll write a story for you, and if you like I’ll post it to this sub with a dedication to your u/. Really, even if its more akin to r/twistedfiction I’ll write it. Bestiality, robots, monsters, non con, I’m here for it. Taking all comers, open to criticism, happy to write for you!

How I started my own porn company (Part II)

*Here it is, the long anticipated part II of* [*”How I started my porn company”*](https://www.reddit.com/r/incest/comments/at4s98/ms_how_i_started_my_own_porn_company/)*. Hope someone has a good read. And as always, I am sincerely sorry for the typos.*

My first porn shooting, with my mom playing the female part, was over. After that great experience I was sitting in my room. At my desk. My sister on a chair next to me. We both went through the footage she filmed earlier that day. It was her first time operating a camera. She did more then well. It looked like she had the eye for catching stuff on film. She did some good close ups, some great totals and even the acting scenes were in the right angels.

We talked about improvements for the next time. And yes, watching myself fucking my mom, hammering my hard cock deep inside her didn’t leave me unaffected. My dick got hard again. That bastard even spilled out some pre-cum. Sis took notice of the growing bulge between my legs. Starred at it for a while. In her head, she was clearly planing something. Then her head turned up, she smiled in my face: “Pull that thing out. Blow off some steam. But wait until the camera is ready.”

Chapter 1: A Free Use Society Takes Power in America. Meet Ashlee

(*Lengthy but worth it for the right, naughty reader. Also, see FANTASY ONLY disclaimer at bottom)

A dark revolution happened in 2020. You don’t need to know all the details, but many powerful men fed up with feminism somehow won control in America. They enacted the Female Role Act that stripped women of the rights over their bodies.

I will introduce you to Ashlee. At the beginning of this story, she is 18 at the time these new laws passed.

First you need to know what the new laws and world order looked like:

*All women 20+ are rated Class A, B or C based on their attractiveness

–> Class As: top tier women, beautiful, skinny, C cup minimum with round asses

–> Class B: average or minimally flawed women, decent looking but lack assets for A rating. Class B was still a good rating, for example – perky cute little tits could earn this rating.

–> Class C: below average women, anyone overweight of course, and any woman deemed less fuckable

*Women 20+ could be used for the sexual pleasure at anytime, of any man certified for the class.

The further Adventures of Anna, Queen of the City

Anna, who you might remember from the previous blog about Crimson the high-class madam, soon became the most successful and sought-after girl in Crimson’s entourage. Whether surrounded by admirers in the Royal Enclosure at Ascot or sitting with a foreign potentate drinking champagne at a table in Annabel’s, Anna soon became the centre of attention wherever she went. Even the very richest men on Crimson’s client list sometimes had to wait for a booking to open up before they could have a date with her, and they were constantly surprised that their offers of buying her a house and setting her up as their mistress fell on deaf ears time and again; Anna had agreed with Crimson to take a sabbatical from her college studies for a year and had no intention of giving up her independence however enticing the offers became.

It is not easy to explain in words just how attractive, in the full sense of the word, she is. It might help to compare her to two well-known American actresses who both married princes, although Anna had something neither of them did, and that was her singular ability not to be impressed by fortune, fame or royalty; or, indeed, any wish to climb the social ladder. Apart from all that, she combined exceptional beauty and class with a magnetism that was utterly irresistible to men of all ages and backgrounds.

[M]ate said she wanted to go on holiday without her boyfriend… [STR]

Grace was about 5’4, freckles on her cute little face and long mousey hair ties up into one long pony tail. She had messaged to meet up about organising a holiday; a villa, sun, and… no boyfriend?

I entered the villa- nice open spaces, comfy sofas and lounge chairs to sink in, crystal clear pool with chairs, and several bedrooms.

Grace has been admiring my arms in the vest I had been wearing from the airport to the villa; I couldn’t comment on what she was wearing: some baggy sundress that barely showed her ankles. I helped her drop her bags into her room and I threw mine into my own down the hall, and decided I would just chill out on one of the loungers as the sun was still out. Grace popped out and said she would join me after a shower to get the sweat off her from the travelling.

“Want me to join?” I joked. She laughed as she walked away. I took my vest off, rolled my shorts up, threw my shades on and eased into the seat, letting the sun beat onto me. I closed my eyes and breathed.

The Spell of Sexting

## The Spell of Steamy Sexting

It happened through a different type of app. No portraits, only words and interests, and most importantly, no superficial bullshit. You write a digital letter, and it takes hours to arrive – this way, every word counted -naturally, both parties put efforts into the letter. I searched for common interests: writing, poetry, sports, a suitable age so there is not much of a mental difference, and I filtered for a specific country in the eastern side of Europe -where I know beautiful women reside.

We started writing and discussing via decently long letters, about a thousand words each. We found some common interests and ideas, especially regarding relationships, then we described ourselves to each other. There was quite the chemistry in our words. Eventually, I got to the mental state where I thought I should bring up cuddling. After a couple of letters, the discussion about cuddling led to a discussion about fantasies and sex.

A sample of my sexy short stories…

Kura’s Role Play Adventures

Kura had not been working as an escort for very long when she discovered that a lot of her clients enjoyed role playing fantasies as well as tasting the delights of her amazing body. She had always assumed that her beautiful face and perfect breasts would be more than enough to satisfy any man, but her looks were ideally suited to role play; Kura can dress like a schoolgirl and look like a schoolgirl, albeit a schoolgirl with rather well-developed breasts; or she can dress plainly and act like an innocent young girl who pretends to resist the advances of her client, at least for a while. Kura can wear sexy underwear and be the naughty mistress of every man’s dream; in fact, there are no fantasies that are beyond her abilities.

Kura is a gorgeous Asian girl with a radiant smile, long flowing hair, legs that seem to go on forever and breasts that are the envy of every other girl on Asian Angels, just look at her pictures in the gallery and I’m sure you will agree.