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[M/s] [Incest] Mommy Teaches Son About Sex

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Every night, when my husband fell asleep…

I visited my son’s room.

“Honey, daddy is asleep.”

That faint scent, the scent of a man, mixed in with the smell of paint…

My son, Billy, was barely a man, over 18 and a senior in high school.

Like most boys his age, he was interested in hobbies and girls. Both worried me.

Hobbies, because he enjoyed painting his models. 

Girls, because he was such a timid boy, I wondered if he would have problems courting them.

But in the evening, in the middle of the night, nobody disturbs us.

It’s our time, private time between a mother and her son.

Billy was waiting for me as usual. With expectation and nervousness in his eyes.

It’s like that every night.

At first, it was just a good-night kiss. I helped him with his studies and I rewarded him with a gentle peck on the cheek. Somehow that progressed to a gentle brush on his lips. I was shocked at the electricity that sparked inside me when our lips first touched. Read more »

[M/s] [Incest] Mommy Teaches Son About Sex

Every night, when my husband fell asleep…

I visited my son’s room.

“Honey, daddy is asleep.”

That faint scent, the scent of a man, mixed in with the smell of paint…

My son, Billy, was barely a man, over 18 and a senior in high school.

Like most boys his age, he was interested in hobbies and girls. Both worried me.

Hobbies, because he enjoyed painting his models. 

Girls, because he was such a timid boy, I wondered if he would have problems courting them.

But in the evening, in the middle of the night, nobody disturbs us.

It’s our time, private time between a mother and her son.

Billy was waiting for me as usual. With expectation and nervousness in his eyes.

It’s like that every night.

At first, it was just a good-night kiss. I helped him with his studies and I rewarded him with a gentle peck on the cheek. Somehow that progressed to a gentle brush on his lips. I was shocked at the electricity that sparked inside me when our lips first touched. Read more »

A Mother’s Diary – Entry 05: A Game of Eye Contact – [MF][M/S][incest]

This is a work of fantasy. Author and all characters are over 18 and is intended and written for an adult audience. It is incest themed. If such themes offend you, it may not be for you.

Let me know what you think. Feedback is always appreciated.

****** Character Name change as it was conflicting with my other series. Sorry,******

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So, it’s been a few days since I taught my son how to properly kiss a woman. For a beginner he was quite good, but there are still some things I’d like to work on with him. Eye contact being one of them.

There’s so much more to kissing and sex than young men currently think. A woman wants to feel like they are loved, longed for and special in the eyes of their lover. Eye contact helps with all of that. It turns a good kiss into a great one when you meet eye to eye before and after this kiss. It’s also really fucking sexy when a man looks me when he’s thrusting into me, or when I’m sucking some guy’s hard cock and I can see the pleasure in his eyes, and restraint if he’s about to cum all over me. Read more »

Katie, Mia, Andy [FF MFF] [Inc]

Damn, Andy thought, “I’ve run out of condoms!”

“That’s okay, my last period ended three days ago,” Katie stated. “Mine’s due Wednesday,” Mia said. “Then we should be okay,” Katie said, “And I bet I know where I can get a morning after pill if we need one. So you better fuck her first,” Katie indicated Mia, “Less sperm for me but that’s okay. I can get on the pill if I ask Mom.”

“You sure?” Mia asked, “This was supposed to be for you.”

“Yeah, I’ll be quite happy to suck his dick after he’s cum in you. Eat your pussy too, if you like. Cream pie it’s called, I think.”

“But, you’ve never eaten a dick before what if it doesn’t taste nice?”

“If he tastes like you-” “I’m right here you know. You could just ask.” “Ask what?” “Well, watching you two, I’ve got a lot of pre-cum on my dick, my hand, all you gotta do it take a lick. Then decide for yourselves.” The girls looked at each other and both thought, Duh! “You first,”Mia said. “Together,” Katie suggested, “Suck him together.” Mia nodded, “Come here big boy, lie down here.” Mia said, indicating an area between them. Read more »

Jodi fulfills her incestuous fantasies, lusting after her teenager daughters. Part 5 of the Josie & Kris series (lesbian, incest, sex workers, camgirls, threesome, exhibitionism, breeding)

links for part 1-4 in the comments.

jodi sat in the corner booth of the diner, nervously brushing her strawberry blonde hair out of her face. she resisted the urge to check her phone again. normally when the 36 year old executive was here after work, she liked to look out of the window at all the people walking out enjoying the beautiful summer evening.

but today she had chosen the corner booth with no window, specifically for some privacy.

‘hi jodi,’ grinned brianna, her regular waitress as she came up to her. every time jodi saw the petite young teenager she was struck by how closely she resembled her daughter josie. the long straight red hair. the pouty lips. the small breasts and slim figure. ‘the usual today?’

‘no, brianna, just a coffee thanks,’ jodi smiled at her. ‘um, two, actually. i’m expecting someone.’

‘oh a date??’ brianna gasped. ‘jodi, who’s the lucky woman?!’ giggled the teenaged redhead as she held the menu to cover her face.

‘you’ll see,’ jodi smiled, her heart hammering in her chest. god when she laughed she looked exactly like josie. Read more »

Predicament, Part 3 (MMF|Incest|Fantasy)

Jacking off Felt from horseback was really hard, considering Em had to rein his own horse with only one hand. But he kept at it, relieving his friend twice – sometimes thrice – every hour. Felt had a dazed look about him. He didn’t speak much, only tapped his friend when he needed relief, and generally just avoided responsibility. He was thick before, but now he just seemed like a traveling circus all on his own. Not in the way he acted; but in the way he looked as if he wanted to fuck whatever he was staring at the moment. That particular moment, he was staring at Em, mouth slightly open. His large cock, veiny in appearance, was still erect and throbbing. It would never let down, that much Em knew. He sighed and got to work again.

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They stopped in a natural alcove forming from several large rocks. Tomorrow, they would find the stream and refreshing, refreshing water.

That also meant, that tonight they didn’t have water at all.

The only water they *did* have was inside her brother and she still didn’t know how to feel about that. Read more »

Need help commissioning erotica

Sorry if this is the wrong place to post but I’m not sure where the right place is. I’m looking to commission some erotic fiction about my D&D character, but the story would involve incest, which Afterglow Erotica, which I’ve used before, doesn’t do. I’m having trouble with finding writers to commission for stuff like this, so I decided to put some feelers out. Anyone have any advice?

[Incest] [F/d] [D/d] Barebacking My Tight Virgin Teen Daughter

Jake reached down and grabbed a can of beer from the bottom of the refrigerator. He opened the beer in front of the fridge, taking a moment to relish the soothing coldness. He knew he shouldn’t stand in front of the fridge, but goddamn, it was a hot day.

He barely just got back from work. One of the benefits of being freshly divorced, it seems, is that no one is there to tell you what to do. He was married for almost 20 years, and he’ll be damned if he didn’t do everything he can to relish some of his newly acquired freedom.

Not that he wanted it. But he had no choice really. After catching his wife fucking her boss, he just couldn’t get over that particular brand of betrayal. He toiled hard everyday to make enough money to provide for his wife and daughter.

At least Emily was still around. A college student now, she decided to stick with her father, rather than run off with her mother and the boss. Read more »

[Incest] [F/d] [D/d] Barebacking My Tight Virgin Teen Daughter

Jake reached down and grabbed a can of beer from the bottom of the refrigerator. He opened the beer in front of the fridge, taking a moment to relish the soothing coldness. He knew he shouldn’t stand in front of the fridge, but goddamn, it was a hot day.

He barely just got back from work. One of the benefits of being freshly divorced, it seems, is that no one is there to tell you what to do. He was married for almost 20 years, and he’ll be damned if he didn’t do everything he can to relish some of his newly acquired freedom.

Not that he wanted it. But he had no choice really. After catching his wife fucking her boss, he just couldn’t get over that particular brand of betrayal. He toiled hard everyday to make enough money to provide for his wife and daughter.

At least Emily was still around. A college student now, she decided to stick with her father, rather than run off with her mother and the boss. Read more »

Cherry on Top, Chapter 4 [Mf] [Incest] [Father/Daughter]

[Chapter 3](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/l2qe9p/cherry_on_top_chapter_3_mf_incest_fatherdaughter/)

***LEON***

I rapped my knuckles on the top of the divider to Colette’s cubicle. She turned to look up at me, probably seeing the state I was in.

“Colette, could you see me in my office?” I murmured, almost in a rasp. She must have seen the distress on my face and nodded wordlessly. I walked back to my office while she said something to her cubicle neighbor Jasmine. When she entered she closed the door behind her.

“I should start charging by the hour,” she joked, and I chuckled once before my smile slowly faded. “So… You look miserable today. How is it that we talk about finding happiness, and two days later you look like this?” She regarded me with sympathy and worry, and I sighed.

“It’s not really related,” I explained, rubbing my brow. “Cherry broke down yesterday, wanting to know more about her mom.”

Colette stared at me, then blinked in incomprehension. “I’m sorry for being blunt, but what’s wrong with telling her? I mean, what was she asking to know about?”

I gulped. “Her name. How I met her. How she died.” Read more »