Daddy’s Girls – Chapter 2: The Bath [f solo, Mf oral, inc]

The conversation secretly emboldened Beth. Did her dad really have those thoughts about her? She knew, almost in the abstract sense, that her father was a man, after all, with needs and desires. Could he possibly desire HER?

The girls would never lie, especially in The Circle, and they all agreed that her dad did find her desirable. Still, she was reluctant. She could not convince herself that her dad could possibly feel the same way as she did, so she pushed these feelings down deep, where they festered, until she could take no more, and had to bring herself off to get some relief.

She discovered a favorite place to do this was in the bath. Her dad spoiled her by letting her buy whatever fragrances and bath oils she wanted, teasing her that her bubble baths were certainly getting more expensive these days.

Beth lay in the warm water, caressing her nubile breasts, pinching her erect nipples, wondering what it would feel like to have someone suck on them. She soaped up her tummy, then her thighs, and finally her crotch, wishing other hands were touching her this way.

Sister watching sister part 1

Chloe Pederson opened the front door, and closed it quickly against the brutal summer heat. Icky and sticky, it was another one of those god awful summer days, 100 degress, and humidity of 90 percent. How in the hell were people supposed to do anything outside? If it wasn’t for air conditioning, this land would still belong to the Indians. Maybe we should just give it back to them, and she’d be happy to get the hell to a better climate.

Her Dad had needed the job, and it just had to be in Baton Rouge. She had been born in Minneapolis, and they’d had to move for his job 6 months ago, just after her 18th birthday. It couldn’t be in San Francisco, or Seattle, or some other city where the temperatures were livable all year, oh no, that would be too easy, it just had to be in sweatland, USA. Her skin was prickly, and she headed upstairs, she wanted a nice, cool shower. At the top of the stairs, she heard her 20 year old sister Julie, damn, she could hear the bathtub faucet going, hell, she beat me to it. Hope she doesn’t take too damn long.

Cream & Coco, Chapter 1 [Fm] [Incest] [Mother/Son]

*Author’s note: Though this can be treated as a standalone, it is fully intended to be read after* [*Having Some Brie*](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/hoginz/having_some_brie_chapter_1_fm_incest_brothersister/)*, which chronologically precedes this story. This is your spoiler warning. Viewer discretion is advised.*

There was a stranger in my house.

I don’t know when it happened, and I had no idea what to do about it. He was tall. He was smart. He was confident.

But somewhere along the way, my son had begun to turn into a different person.

The woman on the computer screen moaned louder. I was standing at my son’s desk, transfixed as a porn video played on his desktop. His computer had woken itself up when a download had completed, and I suppose the file had opened itself. Now, there was nothing wrong with him viewing things like this. Honestly it would be concerning if he weren’t expressing interest. But the thing that was screaming at me, searing into my mind with gut-wrenching clarity, was the title: “Mom and son’s secret weekend.”

“Mom?”

My hand on the mouse went into a frenzy as I scrambled to pause the video, mute it, something. I ended up closing the whole window before gathering myself and turning around.

8 Hours Later (Daddy/Daughter Fantasy)

*This is a fictional incest fantasy story and intended to be a role play scenario. This is the second installment about Amber and her father entering a taboo relationship. If you don’t like incest fantasy, then move along to something more your style*

I open my eyes to see the flood of sunlight filling the room. Everything is different. My first thought. It can never be the same again. I fucked up last night. Amber nuzzles into my neck and drapes her leg over me again. I turn to look at her. My god what did I do last night? What was I thinking. I love her but to go that far. To give in to something so forbidden. I slide out of bed and go into the bathroom, looking myself in the face. The face of a father that has gone too far. Turning on the water, I splash my face with the cold, in hopes to wash away the guilt I feel. Is it guilt though? Closing my eyes I flash back to watching her thrust herself down on me. I feel the lust swell immediately. Feel a heat push through my chest, making my heart pound. Opening my eyes quickly, seeing the red lines down my chest. Marked by my daughter in her fit of passion. Fuck it was wrong. So goddam wrong.

“The Mom Next Door” – another tribute to 1980s porn paperbacks by Tad Overdon – Final Chapter Eleven [MMMF, MF, Incest] nsfw

# “The Mom Next Door” by Tad Overdon

**CHAPTER ELEVEN**

“This gadget makes pretty good coffee,” Tom said. He stood at one end of the marble island in the Jacobs’ kitchen, downing his morning double espresso. He stopped scrolling through his email long enough to take a closer look at the stainless steel Gaggia sitting on the countertop. “When’d we get it?”

“About three months ago.” Melissa looked up briefly from her reading. “Glad you like it. I cashed out your 401K for it.”

“Cute. What are you reading?”

“Greenleaf Gazette. It’s what they call a ‘newspaper.’ Local doings.”

“Hope there’s nothing interesting in there about Oakmore.”

“Not a word. Hey, you’ve been awfully tight-lipped about the whole Milt Stewart thing. What exactly was going on down there? Or is it maybe still going on?”

Tom looked alarmed. “Nothing to write home about. A touch of embezzlement is all,” he mumbled, glancing up at the clock. “Look at the time. Long day ahead.” He finished his coffee and went to rinse the cup.

“Dad, it’s a freaking national holiday!” Ben protested. He hovered at the microwave waiting for his egg and sausage muffin, having feigned disinterest in his parents’ conversation until just now.

“The Mom Next Door” – another tribute to 1980s porn paperbacks by Tad Overdon – Chapter Ten of eleven [MMF, FM, Incest]

# “The Mom Next Door” by Tad Overdon

**CHAPTER TEN**

Melissa tip-toed naked into Ben’s room. Late morning sunlight peeked around the drawn shades, casting long shadows across his sleeping form. He lay sprawled atop the sheets clad only in his black cotton boxer briefs. He’d crashed pretty hard after the party. She envied him the youthful ability to go at full-throttle all day and then fall fast asleep as soon as he hit the mattress.

She hadn’t slept in her own bed. When she and Ben had arrived home in the wee hours, Tom had already been dead to the world and snoring like a chainsaw. Thanks to Ruth’s tale-telling last night, at least Melissa now understood what was so physically exhausting about a career in hotel management.

So, she’d tried to sleep on the living room couch. But worry had kept her wide awake. What would happen now to her new friends, because of Ruth’s vengeful husband? She was concerned for all of them, but she thought most about Sharon. Melissa was learning to see through the blonde’s brash persona to the vulnerable woman within. She could hurt. Despite Melissa’s fury earlier last evening, she was also finding that she cared very much for her neighbor’s well-being.

[MF] My Relentlessly Horny Nephew – The Conclusion

I’ve written about my sister, and her son Greg’s flirting with me and inappropriate touching:

[https://www.reddit.com/r/incest/comments/im5e50/ane_my_relentlessly_horny_nephew_and_his/](https://www.reddit.com/r/incest/comments/im5e50/ane_my_relentlessly_horny_nephew_and_his/)

Understanding what was happening, and why, depends on understanding my relationship with my sister, our life-long competition, her resentments. Part 2 of my story:

[https://www.reddit.com/r/incest/comments/imkgzq/ane_my_relentlessly_horny_nephew_continued_why/](https://www.reddit.com/r/incest/comments/imkgzq/ane_my_relentlessly_horny_nephew_continued_why/)

Redditors don’t generally enjoy long stories, so feel free to NOT follow those links for the previous events. Things have moved way beyond what I imagined weeks ago.

***

Greg, my sister’s eldest, has been openly flirting with me. He hugs me and holds it too long, brushed up against me. He is very athletic and handsome. Works out a lot, should be a hit with girls his own age. When this started I told my sister Greg was perving and she laughed out loud. He’d been touching her, she said, but she confronted him and told him to knock it off.

“The Mom Next Door” – another tribute to 1980s porn paperbacks by Tad Overdon – Chapter Nine of eleven [MMF, FFM, FM, FF, Incest]

# “The Mom Next Door” by Tad Overdon

**CHAPTER NINE**

This late in the evening, there was still enough of an early summer chill coming in off the lake for much of the party to have moved indoors.

At one end of the white leather sectional sofa in Sharon’s living room, Donna Thornton, the minister’s wife, was locked in a passionate sixty-nine with her daughter Rachel. On the carpet next to them big-breasted Jamie Aldrich humped her ass up to meet younger brother Trey’s jack-hammering cock thrusts.

Alice Tilson sat at the other end of the sofa with her ass perched on the edge of the cushion and her legs wide open. Ruth Stewart knelt on her hands and knees between Alice’s thighs, tracing her tongue up and down her punkish friend’s streaming cleft. When the redhead rolled her tongue over the jeweled barbell piercing in Alice’s clitoral hood, the metal rubbed her little pink love button so that Alice wriggled and purred. Alice always looked forward to her suck sessions with Ruth, who had a special genius for oral sex of any kind.

“The Mom Next Door” – another tribute to 1980s porn paperbacks by Tad Overdon – Chapter Eight of eleven [MF, FF, Incest]

# “The Mom Next Door” by Tad Overdon

**CHAPTER EIGHT**

C.J. backed away from Melissa warily—a comical sight, given that he was twice her size. “I didn’t know they were gonna do that,” he insisted with quiet urgency. “Honest.”

“You just sit down there and hush, young man.” She shoved his broad chest lightly. He sat down hard on the wet stone at the water’s edge. “I’m not through with you.”

She braced her small hands on his big thighs and leaned toward him in the water, her face inches from his cock. He was still half-erect, despite all the commotion. Understandable enough—he was, after all, standing amid a crowd of naked women, all of whom he probably fucked often.

Melissa blew a puff of warm air across the upper surface of his prick. It stiffened visibly and began rising again. She extended her wet tongue, swiping it across his cock knob and then circling the rim. She flicked the tip of her tongue at the sensitive skin on the underside of his shaft, just behind the head.

[MF] I (m20) went camping with an older relative (f51) and ended up having sex

A few months ago I was invited by a family member to go camping with her. She was a distant relative but I just call her aunt most of the time, her husband is usually travelling and her son is in college so she’s pretty much alone all the time.

We chose this forest not far away from where we lived, and we decided to spend at least 3 days since we were both free. At first I was a bit awkward because we weren’t really friends, we mostly met during family gatherings or whenever she decided to visit out house but she was always super nice to me.

We went early in the morning, we started by setting up a tent and cooking something and nothing out of the ordinary happened.

At night we sat around a fire and talked about stuff and I actually had fun talking to her. She told that she was getting lonely in her house. around 11 she decided to go to the tent because she was feeling tired, I stayed outside because I liked the smell of the forest at night. a few minutes later I started noticing some strange movement inside the tent, I got closer and tried to peak and saw her masturbating. She wasn’t really being discreet about it.