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Heather & Joy [Lesbian Incest] – Teen cousins have fun at the family reunion

As she maneuvered her way through all of the people who populated this scenic lakeside lodge, Heather Brown was attracting a whole lot of attention.

It was hardly surprising, though.

At nineteen years old, the young woman had been blessed with the kind of natural beauty that seems to demand an appreciative gaze. Her hair was a deep, rich auburn, long and curly and spilling over her shoulders. Her eyes were a vivid green and seemed to sparkle as they moved quickly across the crowd, darting from face to face. Her full lips were curved into a wide, happy smile, showing off her straight and blindingly white teeth. Though topped with a set of full breasts that were big enough to almost look out of place on someone so young, her figure was lean overall, her skin positively glowing, giving ample evidence of an athletic lifestyle.

What was drawing the most attention though was that this girl with the perfect body was picking her way through the mob while dressed in only a pair of flip-flops and a teeny tiny bikini that left very little to the imagination.

Cream & Coco, Chapter 9 [Fm] [Incest] [Mother/Son]

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I woke up next to Drew, tucked into bed facing him. For entire minutes, I forgot where I was, what had happened, and what I wasn’t wearing. I just watched him sleep, his face in the most peaceful expression I’d seen in a long while. I smiled blissfully, thanking all the powers that be that he was mine. He stirred with a groan and peeked out of one eye, the hazel looking like liquid gold.

“Good morning, baby,” I murmured. His voice rumbled with his pleasure, and he blinked slowly, basking in his drowsiness.

“Morning, mom,” he replied. Lifting his head off the pillow, he leaned in for a kiss, and for the first time I realized I was topless and leaking milk onto his bedsheets. And he was about to kiss me on the lips in broad daylight.

With a yelp, I jerked back and flew out of bed, clutching an arm across my breasts as I scooped my shirt off the floor. “I’m gonna make breakfast!” I stammered, and hurried out the door and back to my bathroom. Read more »

Cassie & Kayla 2 [Lesbian Incest] – The affair continues

Glancing at her watch, the middle-aged woman grumbled softly to herself.

As a housewife who led a relatively sedentary lifestyle, Cassie had not been able to completely escape the ravages of time. Oh, she had kept her weight in check by eating right and joining a gym, but then again she had not been able to dodge the appearance of those first few wrinkles and gray hairs. With her shoulder length hair the color of wheat, her eyes a sky blue, and her blouse filled by a pair of full breasts though, she still got plenty of lingering glances from the male half of the population.

Fortunately for her husband, he had nothing to fear of her ever betraying him though.

Not with another man, at least.

Perched on the edge of her seat and pretending to read a magazine, Cassie was keeping a very close eye on a nearby door.

Cassie & Kayla 1 [Lesbian incest] – Mother seduces teen daughter in a hotel room

Standing by the door, Kayla watched in silence as her mother paced angrily back and forth across the hotel room, gripping the telephone handset so tightly that her knuckles were turning white.

“Now listen you, I made these reservations weeks ago, I paid for a room with two beds, and that’s exactly what I want!” There was a momentary pause as the unfortunate person on the other end of the line said something, but it only served to set her mother off again. “I don’t care how overbooked this hotel is, dammit! I want the room I paid for.”

Seeing the way the conversation seemed to be heading, Kayla just sighed and went to pick up one of the suitcases and throw it on the bed to start unpacking it. However upset her mother might be, it was quite obvious to her that the argument was going to be a waste of time.

“All right, fine!” Cassie snarled at length. “But I had better be getting some of my money back over this stupid screw up!” She slammed the receiver down then, pausing to take a few deep, calming breaths. Read more »

Getting more comfortable with my brother [Fictional][incest]

In the real world, I am a shy innocent girl that gets embarrassed when a passerby looks me up and down. The only time I feel comfortable in my own skin is when I’m home with my parents and older brother Mathew. I feel free in my own skin and often walk around the house in my underwear and an oversize T-shirt. Sometimes I think I am a little too comfortable…

I masturbate a few times a day and I do it whenever and wherever I feel like. I’ve been doing it for years and never been caught…until today. I was in the living room when I felt the urge. I looked around and saw no one so I pulled up some porn on my phone and slid my hand into my panties. I rubbed my clit gently and slowly until I could feel myself getting wet, then I slid my fingers down my lips and plunged deep into my tight pussy. Fucking myself with my fingers and feeling myself build closer and closer to climax and that’s when I saw him. Mathew standing there staring with a look of shock on his face. Read more »

[Incest] [F/d] [B/s] [Gangbang] [Anal] [Breeding] Daddy And My Brothers Gangbanged Me For My Birthday

Melody sat cross-legged, watching television as she folded clothes. There was always a mountain’s worth of clothes. Not surprising, considering that it’s a house with one girl, her two brothers and her father.

She could hear the constant thud of a ball outside the drive. Her brothers were playing basketball outside in the driveway. She glanced at the clock, then put down the T-shirt she had been folding- it was time to get them in for dinner. Daddy would be home soon and she wanted everything to be ready before he arrived. Since their mother had ran off, Melody had taken over the duties of being the cook, housekeeper and babysitter.

Melody looked out the backdoor at her brothers. It was hard to believe how big they are now. Zack was 18 and the spitting image of Daddy- chiselled and rugged. Peter was a year older and a junior at college. They were both very active outgoing types. Melody flushed with shame when she caught herself admiring her brother’s hard, muscled bodies.

They both lived at home. Daddy wanted it that way. He wanted his kids close by him at all times. Read more »

[Incest] [D/d] [B/s] [Gangbang] [Anal] [Breeding] Daddy And My Brothers Gangbanged Me For My Birthday

Melody sat cross-legged, watching television as she folded clothes. There was always a mountain’s worth of clothes. Not surprising, considering that it’s a house with one girl, her two brothers and her father.

She could hear the constant thud of a ball outside the drive. Her brothers were playing basketball outside in the driveway. She glanced at the clock, then put down the T-shirt she had been folding- it was time to get them in for dinner. Daddy would be home soon and she wanted everything to be ready before he arrived. Since their mother had ran off, Melody had taken over the duties of being the cook, housekeeper and babysitter.

Melody looked out the backdoor at her brothers. It was hard to believe how big they are now. Zack was 18 and the spitting image of Daddy- chiselled and rugged. Peter was a year older and a junior at college. They were both very active outgoing types. Melody flushed with shame when she caught herself admiring her brother’s hard, muscled bodies.

They both lived at home. Daddy wanted it that way. He wanted his kids close by him at all times. Read more »

Pushing My Luck [M/F] [Mother and son incest]

Summer vacation was winding down fast, taking with it the last vestiges of freedom that my sisters and I had been so thoroughly enjoying. All too soon, I would be starting my senior year in high school and it would be back to dull grind of boring routine.

“Samuel T. Young, you need a haircut, young man!”

Sick and tired of the shaggy look I was sporting, my mother took me by the arm that Sunday and propelled me into the kitchen. A dining room chair had already been prepositioned on the linoleum tile there, I discovered. On the corner of a conveniently nearby counter, meanwhile, were the rest of her supplies – a pair of scissors, a comb, a squirt bottle loaded with water, and an old blanket.

She pushed me into the chair and quickly had me wrapped up in the blanket, securing it with a clothes pin.

This was standard operating procedure around our place.

St. James Baptist Church [M/F Incest] – The pastor and his wife need help preparing for the days services

It started out as just another Sunday morning for the Peterson family with all of them together at the St. James Baptist church.

A tall, gangly sort of man with a receding hairline, dressed in his best blue suit and wearing a pair of glasses, Thaddeus Peterson was the pastor of the church. Holed up in his little office, sitting in his high backed chair, he was digging desperately through the open briefcase lying on his desk but not finding what he was looking for.

When he finally gave up on his search, grumbling irritably to himself, he instantly grabbed his cell phone and called up his wife.

“It’s me, honey. Listen, it looks like I’ve gone and forgotten all of the notes I made for this mornings sermon. I got them out to make a few revisions last night and must have left them on the desk. Do you think you could run home and get them for me?”