Thanks, Dad! (Part seven) [Mff] [Father] [Adoptive Daughter] [Daughter] [Incest] [Sleeping Girls] [Pregnancy]

The girls and I had a great time with Tristan and Rachel out of the way. I obeyed their every command, including posting our stories on an incest website with photos of me pleasing both girls. Our faces weren’t visible, just my hand and dick and their pussies, that was something I insisted on and they agreed to, albeit reluctantly.

The night we had alone, I did just what they asked me to do. Each girl was in her own bed and I snuck into their room. I did Sophie first, pulling her blanket off of her and admiring the tight t-shirt and tiny shorts she was sleeping in. The moonlight filtered over her and cast her in just the most beautiful glow. Her nipples were clearly hard as the tight, thin fabric left very little to the imagination.

A wet spot was visible at the center of Sophie’s shorts and I smiled as I lifted her arms up above her head and very slowly began to lift her shirt up, exposing her tummy to the cool night air, then the swell of her breasts, which I kissed gently then the shirt was up over her breasts and that was as far as I needed to get it. I didn’t need her naked, just exposed.

The customs and rituals of the Kundalese people [Incest] [World-building] [Tribal] [Ritual] [Mom-Son]

Tradition has been a part of mankind for as long as we can remember. While some see it as superficial parts of human nature. A deeper look into traditions that have been carved into us over the course of many generations shows us their importance in making a society stand tall for ages.

The Kundali tribe are one very vested in tradition and customs that have been practiced for hundreds of years. Every male of the tribe is trained intensively as a warrior from the age of 6. Learning everything from raw fighting skills and combat strategy to how to survive on their own in the wilderness with nothing but nature to aid them. Once they become of age each male must face a test in which they are vetted in order to see whether they are worthy enough to become warriors.

Becoming a warrior is the most fundamentally important steps in a Kundali boys life. In fact, even in their language the word for “Man” And
“Warrior” are the same. The Kundalese do not believe that one can become a man without being a strong warrior as well. Meaning failure is not an option for these boys, otherwise a lifelong punishment awaits.

Thanks, Dad! (Part six) [ff] [mFf] [Father] [Adoptive Daughter] [Daughter] [Incest] [Light Femdom] [Apologizing]

I wrapped a towel around me and went back to my bedroom. Ella was taking care of Sophie, doing what I should have done. El glared at me when I opened the door and I almost turned and left again, but a door down the hall opened and I tucked myself into my room then looked back down the hallway. Tristan was leaving Rachel’s room. My mind immediately went to ‘he’s fucking his sister,’ then I reminded myself that she was helping him with coursework that he had and he wasn’t being sneaky about leaving her room, so it was likely innocent with me projecting my own sins onto them.

I closed my door and approached the bed, “Soph…” I started.

Ella moved herself between me and Sophie, fire in her eyes, “You just left her here, bleeding on your bed to go shower?” she scoffed.

I shook my head, “To throw up. I fucked her. I fucked my own daughter. How am I supposed to live with that El?” I asked.

Mothers Gone Wild – another homage to 80s porn paperbacks – Chapter Five [FM, FMM, Incest]

**CHAPTER FIVE**

Lucille slurped and swallowed, determined to suck every drop of her son’s cum into her belly. “Blow that fucker!” Trey commanded. “Drink it all! Aw, Mama, I feel that in my *balls!* Goddamn!”

She released his cock from the grip of her throat muscles and let him slide out until only the head of his fuck pole was in her mouth. She wanted to know what jism tasted like and for that she needed him to spill on her tongue, not half-way down her throat. She loved the salty warmth immediately, but as he kept spurting her mouth filled rapidly and she had difficulty swallowing it all. Some oozed from the corners of her mouth and ran down her chin.

Finally Trey lay back on the bed breathing deeply. Lucille wiped off her face with the sleeve of her discarded nightgown, and climbed on to the bed to snuggle next to her son.

“Mom, I can’t believe that was the first time you sucked cock.”

“Believe it, kiddo. What do you take your mother for?” Lucille teased. She walked her fingers down his body toward his rapidly softening prick and curled them around it.

Mothers Gone Wild – another homage to 80s porn paperbacks – Chapter Four [FM, Incest]

**CHAPTER FOUR**

As she walked around the coffee table in the TV room collecting empty Budweiser cans on the Thursday evening following her “check-up,” Lucille looked despairingly at her husband Frank. He was slumped in his lounge chair dozing, same as most any other evening. *I wonder if a car crashing through the French doors would even wake him?* she wondered. She went to the kitchen and turned on the tap, rinsing the cans before dropping them in the recycling bin.

“It’s your own damned fault,” she muttered to herself, listening to his snoring through the open door. “I wouldn’t have to resort to this if you were more of a -”

She cut the sentence short. It was past time that she stopped lying to herself and stopped blaming her husband. Mid-life and aging required adjustments to one another that she and Frank hadn’t been able to make. They’d grown in different directions.

Fucking Doctor Norman and Courtney had nothing to do with her marriage. The simple truth was that the very outrageousness of the act had been the thing that excited Lucille beyond all reason. Norman’s suggestion that she use his practice as a stud service to indulge her carnal cravings made her even hornier to contemplate because it was so perverse. The kinkier the scene, the more she craved it…at least in her fantasies.

The Return of the Catgirl Company: A Lesbian BSDM Superheroine Mind Control Story. Issue 1: Lil’ Kitten Learns Her Lesson! (Lesbian, incest, bondage, submission, dominance, masochism, superhero, rape, mind control, mild violence)

‘oh yes baby!’ moaned catherine cox, her huge breasts shuddering between her folded arms, her long blonde curls flying as her daughter kylie rapidly thrust her cock into her mother’s cunt. ‘yes baby girl, fuck me like that! fuck me hard! you know how I like it! yes baby! oh god deeper! harder! fuck your superpowered cock into my tight milfy cunt!’

her daughter grinned, watching her mom moan and pinch her own nipples as she gave it to her with everything she had. little redheaded kylie koch was wearing the statuesque cat’s favorite strap on, a massive thing the size of the teenager’s arm; on a normal woman, this enormous dong would have thrust up into her stomach and killed her from internal hemorrhaging – but with catherine’s super strength, she could fully enjoy the feeling of being stretched out by her daughter’s immaculate technique.

for her part, kylie absolutely loved fucking her mom; watching her hair bounce, her breasts jiggle with each stroke, the dirty things that came out of her mouth – the petite powerhouse began to power up her super speed, rabbiting her strap-on into cat’s cunt, as tight and slick as the day she’d lost her virginity. cat was fucking back as hard as she could, her own superpowers letting her match kylie stroke for stroke as the two heroines fucked so hard that smoke began to rise from the carpet that kylie was fucking her mom into.

The Return of the Catgirl Company: A Lesbian BSDM Superheroine Mind Control Story. Issue 1: Lil’ Kitten Learns Her Lesson! (Lesbian, incest, bondage, submission, dominance, masochism, superhero, rape, mind control, mild violence)

‘oh yes baby!’ moaned catherine cox, her huge breasts shuddering between her folded arms, her long blonde curls flying as her daughter kylie rapidly thrust her cock into her mother’s cunt. ‘yes baby girl, fuck me like that! fuck me hard! you know how I like it! yes baby! oh god deeper! harder! fuck your superpowered cock into my tight milfy cunt!’

her daughter grinned, watching her mom moan and pinch her own nipples as she gave it to her with everything she had. little redheaded kylie koch was wearing the statuesque cat’s favorite strap on, a massive thing the size of the teenager’s arm; on a normal woman, this enormous dong would have thrust up into her stomach and killed her from internal hemorrhaging – but with catherine’s super strength, she could fully enjoy the feeling of being stretched out by her daughter’s immaculate technique.

for her part, kylie absolutely loved fucking her mom; watching her hair bounce, her breasts jiggle with each stroke, the dirty things that came out of her mouth – the petite powerhouse began to power up her super speed, rabbiting her strap-on into cat’s cunt, as tight and slick as the day she’d lost her virginity. cat was fucking back as hard as she could, her own superpowers letting her match kylie stroke for stroke as the two heroines fucked so hard that smoke began to rise from the carpet that kylie was fucking her mom into.

Having Some Brie, Chapter 3 [fm] [Incest] [Brother/Sister]

[Chapter 2](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/hso85t/having_some_brie_chapter_2_fm_incest_brothersister/)

I woke up early, as planned. It didn’t seem the sun had been up for very long, and I was appropriately feeling like shit. Pulling myself out of bed – and indeed, almost collapsing onto the floor immediately – I trudged to the bathroom to freshen up before settling down at the desk in front of the laptop. I grabbed the coursework out of my bag and checked the sources I needed before flipping the screen up. Brie was still logged in. And she hadn’t left it open on Wikipedia.

It was porn. Dozens and dozens of tabs open across a handful of separate browser windows, a window for each medium of porn. I couldn’t help but browse through all of it. There was a window of porn videos. A window of hand-drawn explicit artwork. A window of erotica, perhaps the one containing the most tabs. Then there was stuff I didn’t even know existed. Pornographic audio files. Download sites for 3D-rendered porn games. And the genre they all had in common screamed at me with such intensity that for a moment I actually thought it’d wake Brie.

Incest.

Brother-sister incest.

Giving My Son Extra Lessons – Rose Bud [incest] [fiction] [m/s]

Giving My Son Extra Lessons – Rose Bud [incest] [fiction] [m/s]

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 was 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.

Mothers Gone Wild – another homage to 80s porn paperbacks – Chapter Two [FM, FMM, Incest]

**CHAPTER TWO**

Jamie Carter’s husband Michael was upset with her. She could hear the edge in his voice over the phone, even though the loud country music blaring from the jukebox in the diner made it difficult to make out all the words. She pressed the phone to one ear and covered the other, trying to block out the noise.

“…told you that the Mazda wouldn’t make that trip,” Michael said. “Where are you?”

“About a hundred fifty miles from Greenleaf,” she said. “The car needs a new axle and the local garage doesn’t have one for a 323. They say the parts guy can have it here tomorrow.”

“Damn it,” Michael snapped. “I’ll come get you. Tell me exactly -”

“You can’t,” Jamie said, nodding gratefully as the waitress brought her beer to the booth. “Mom had a doctor’s appointment this afternoon. She dropped the boys off with Beth but she can’t keep them overnight. You need to get them home. I’ve booked a room for the night in the motel here.”

“But – ”