A Treat For My Friend

L**exi and I weren’t the closest of friends. I loved her tons though and I wish we could have been closer. She was absolutely beautiful to me and had the largest crush on me. I just didn’t want to take advantage of her feelings. I didn’t know if I felt the same way she did. What I did know, I wanted her to know just how much I loved her before she left for Canada.**

**Lex was moving across the border with her parents after her father was transferred to the branch office there. I never thought of losing Lexi and now that I was I just wanted to stop her from going. We talked about staying in touch of course but it just wasn’t the same. We both knew it. It would be some at least a year apart, and that’s if we managed to land in the same college.**

Looking for an RP friend

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Temptations In Quarantine- Part Three – MF, Incest, Dirty Panties

Temptations in Quarantine – Part Three – MF, Incest, Dirty Panties

The next morning, Peter awoke as the apartment was flooded with morning sunlight. He rolled onto his back, staring at the smooth white ceiling. “Did that really happen last night? Was it all a dream?” he wondered. Looking under the blanket, his underwear bore the crunchy dried cum stains which evidenced that it had been very real.

He quietly got out of bed, walking a few feet to the kitchen to start the coffee machine. As he waited, he leaned back against the counter and looked over to the bed. There, his 21 year-old daughter Stephanie began to stir in the morning light. She looked amazing, although mostly covered up by the blanket he’d gently set over her the night before. She reminded him of her mother, his wife.

Stephanie slowly woke up, climbed out of bed and said “morning Daddy” as she walked to the bathroom. As she sat down to pee, she looked down at the gusset of her g-string, a mess from yesterday’s activities. She took them off and set them in the clothes hamper, which was nearly overflowing with t-shirts and underwear.

Temptations in Quarantine- Part Two – Incest, MF

Temptations in Quarantine – Part Two

Peter licked the final drop of his daughter’s pussy juice off the metal hair spray can. As he placed it back on the shelf, his hands were shaking like he had cerebral palsy. His heart was pounding, adrenaline filling his bloodstream. What had he just done? Had he really cleaned his daughter’s grool off her improvised dildo? How could he ever look her in the eye again?

Peter looked down, his grey boxer briefs tented by his rock hard cock, a silver-dollar size dark spot marking his leaking precum. Slowly, he composed himself and prepared to leave the bathroom. Unfortunately, no matter what he did, his erection and the precum stain were unmistakable. Finally, he walked quickly into the kitchen, standing behind the waist-high counter.

“How was your shower honey?” Peter asked. “Very refreshing” Stephanie responded “I needed that badly.”

Peter’s heart nearly stopped, did she mean to use double entendres? Could she know what he’d done? Trying to distract himself, Peter began preparing dinner.

“Stephanie, do you mind emptying the dishwasher?” Peter asked.

Temptations in Quarantine – MF, Incest, Sweat, Grool

Peter Donovan awoke to the sound of knocking on his front door. He climbed out of bed, walking across his studio apartment to answer the door. As he opened it, he was shocked to find his daughter Stephanie there, tears running down her face.

“Steph, are you alright?” Pete asked, pulling her inside. As she walked through the door, she dropped a small carry-on suitcase to the floor.

“Yes, I’m just disappointed. Brandon and I were supposed to board a cruise from Oakland tomorrow, but I just got word that it’s canceled due to the virus. I literally landed here in a San Francisco and received the notification from the cruise line” Stephanie said.

“Where’s Brandon?” Peter asked, looking around for his daughter’s mediocre boyfriend.

“He’s back in Arizona, he stayed one more day to complete a final. I wanted to arrive a day early to surprise you. Some surprise!” she replied.

“Well, come on in and I’ll make you a cup of coffee.” Stephanie walked into her father’s high-rise studio apartment, as always, taking in the stunning view.

I’ll Stop Bullying Your Brother, If You Become My Blowjob Slave, Part 2 | Blackmail, Blowjob, Teen, Gloryhole, Forced, Incest.

[Read Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/fju9cy/ill_stop_bullying_your_brother_if_you_become_my/)

Logan grunted and groaned in bliss as he filled Scarlett’s mouth inside his car. They were parked outside a pizza restaurant, and this was the third time today that he’d abused her. He pushed her off and she curled up on the seat, cradling her knees and sobbing. He wiped his cock with a tissue and zipped up his fly.

‘We’ll do this again later.’ He said. ‘Meet me here in a few hours. Now get out.’

Scarlett didn’t move. She hadn’t heard him. She cried into her hands, a small dribble of white cum was still on her lip.

‘Fucking hell. Can you just go?’ He snapped.

She looked at him, her big eyes red and wet. ‘Please can I stop. I don’t wanna do this anymore…’ She broke down and started wailing.

‘You made a deal bitch.’ He pointed at her. ‘You made a deal so I wouldn’t fuck with her brother anymore. You can leave whenever you want. I’ll just have to go get my kicks beating the shit out him.’

Scarlett grabbed his big arm and pleaded. ‘Please don’t… I’ll do anything… Just don’t hurt him. I’ll do anything but this…’

I’ll Stop Bullying Your Brother, If You Become My Blowjob Slave, Part 1 | Blackmail, Blowjob, Teen, Gloryhole, Forced, Incest.

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Scarlett dropped her book when she heard the front door open and then slam shut. She was half away through a chapter and it was just getting good, she folded the corner of the page and placed it on the bedside table. She left her room and looked out into the hallway.

Her brother, Henry, was standing in the doorway breathing heavily and red in the face.

‘Henry… you okay.’ Scarlett asked stepping out into the hallway. The wall was adorned with pictures of her and Henry as children, playing together and smiling.

‘Yeah. I’m fine.’ He snapped, making sure not to turn his head. Scarlett moved closer, hesitantly. ‘Go away. I said I’m fine.’ His voice broke, he was upset.

Sitting on My Son’s Lap [Incest]

It was August. We spent the morning packing the car. Our son, Mike was leaving for college. It was morning but already it was 90 degrees outside. Mike and husband, and I were getting pretty sweaty loading up the car. The trunk was already full and the back seat wouldn’t fit much more. Mike went back in the house to get the last of his things.

I heard him come out of the house. I turned around and saw him carrying his 42 inch flat screen TV.

“Where are you going to put the TV?” I heard his father ask.

“I don’t know, but I don’t want to leave it. Maybe we can move some stuff around in the back seat.”

I looked in the back seat. “I don’t think so, son.” Mike looked in the car. “We can put it in the middle of the front seat.”

“Ok, college man,” I said. “Then where is your mom going to sit?”

A Meeting By Moonlight [fan fiction][World of Warcraft] [F/F] [Incest] [Sex] [light D/s] [Biting] [Spanking]

It was late at night, the sun had long since given over guardianship of the sky to Argus’ moon. The night was quiet in the small tranquil temple resting at the edge of a forest in the middle of nowhere. It had been built to be a tranquil refuge for those who wished to dedicate their lives to becoming an Anchorite.

There was a chill in the air, it wasn’t freezing but it was clear to anyone who stepped outside that winter would soon be upon them. The better indicator was perhaps the ancient tree standing in the centre of that tranquil garden, its verdant leaves having changed color to a mixture of yellows, browns, and reds.

All was quiet and peaceful in that tranquil garden, and no one witnessed the flash of pale blue light that illuminated the central gazebo. There was no one to hear the distinct swoosh of magic, nor did anyone but the moon witness the shape of a tall Eredar woman fade into existence at the centre of the gazebo.

I tell you, “Stay away from me, son. It’s forbidden. It’s taboo.” And yet, holy shit, I want you. [Father/Son incest fantasy]

It’d been some time since I last touched you. I had my reasons for it. Not to get close to you again. You were my son. My own flesh and blood. And yet, a year ago, when you’d turned eighteen, you’d managed to make me believe that it was okay. That there was no harm done if you climbed into my bed at night and touched me…there.

And God, I hadn’t minded. Not one bit. But there was this nagging thought in the back of my head that I shouldn’t be doing this. I should be the one protecting you, not the one exploiting you. You were so young. So deliciously innocent and yet, Hell, so goddamn eager and fucking dirty. It blew my mind. Because you knew exactly what you wanted. Me.

*Daddy, Daddy, Daddy.*

I was your caretaker. Your father, your friend, your lover.

And I stood in the way of any other options. Because when you were with me, you weren’t with anyone else. I couldn’t…live with that. So I had set you free. Two months ago. And ever since that day, I’d made sure that you slept in your room (again) while I slept in mine, alone (again). It was hard. So many nights spent sleepless, staring at the ceiling, wondering if you were still awake. You were, and more often than not, you’d tried to seduce me again.