Lots of buildup, that’s how I personally prefer it. For the impatient: Sexy parts start at “She asked me in”
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Tag: Incest
28[F4M] White SLUT to be used by dirty DADDIES/GRANDPAS …. (set free your dirty mind …)
**I am 18+ and all participants and characters must be 18+”**
Hi everyone. im Adela, white 28yo single mom in real life (ask me for more info if you are interested ). I am searching for a long term rp. (very dirty story, )
My fantasy is being used abused and humiliated by **many crazy dirty old mind men, grandpas OR TRANS.**
I love being shared, bred, lactate, incest gangbang, so for me the dirtier you are the better it is!
since it is a story i prefer you to rp **multipler characters!**
my limits are no blood scat vomit or rape. im willing!
in my story i want to be the only female!
im open to most of the scenes, but if you want to know what i like it is: being the village whore …. lol
**im not gong to reply to short sms! you start your txt with the word “OLD DADDY” and than tell me your real age, race (since i love interracial) and you ideas about the rp!**
The dirtier you are the better it is for me !!!
The culmination of all [M]y experiences with my step sister
There is a TL;DR at the bottom but it doesn’t do the story justice, so just know you’re not getting the full picture. Otherwise, enjoy!
When I was a freshman in high school my mom met a guy and they hit it off pretty well. She introduced me to him and his kids, a daughter and two sons. I thought the daughter was cool because she was my age, but the two sons were too old for me to really relate to, with one heading to college and one starting senior year.
The first time we hung out, I started to crush on my to-be-stepsister, we will call her Lana. She was shorter than me, she had this sort of strong attitude about her, and she was attractive as hell. As we got older I crushed on her harder and harder, and we got closer and closer. We listened to a lot of the same music (my favorite of which was Little Talks by Of Monsters and Men, which we sang as a duet even though she had a beautiful voice and I couldn’t sing at all), we watched videos together, and we basically spent every night for two years hanging out in her room, with me trying to flirt and her seemingly not noticing an ounce of it. This got to me, and eventually my crush began to fade as I took an interest in this Brazilian girl at school, and I had been bragging to the whole house that the Brazilian would be my next gf. In hindsight, I don’t know if my waning interest in Lana had anything to do with this, but out of the blue one day in her room we had this conversation almost exactly:
I [M] had sexual relations with my younger [F] cousin
This is a bit of a dark one. I had sex and did sexual things with my cousin. Yes I am fully aware it is incest, no where I am from it is not illegal. She is my cousin through my maternal aunt, and the eldest of all my cousins. It started in the summer last year, when we were all staying at my grandparents house in the countryside. I rarely see her as she lives in Ireland with her parents, so it was good to see her after so long. After a few days, we had grown bored of sitti g arou d and talking, and decided to play some video games. We were casually playing on my PS4 in my room when I had the urge to touch and get physically intimate with her. We had been flirtatious in the past, but nothing explicit at all, but I did have fantasies about her which I used to Jack off to.
Not That Big a Deal [Incest]
I couldn’t find my sister. Eyes shut, I kept splashing around aimlessly looking for her. I felt like I searched every inch of this pool three times over.
“Fish out of water!”
A burst of laughter from my right confirmed my suspicion. I opened my eyes and saw Rachel in her red swimsuit practically doubled over.
“I was wondering when you’d catch on. Jeez,” she remarked
Other than me, she was the only one here. We liked to go to our apartment building’s pool in the mornings before it got too crowded.
I got out of the pool. “Yeah, alright. I’m stupid. You don’t have to rub it in. Right now I just want to hit the showers and go home.”
“Don’t get lost in there,” Rachel chuckled.
I tried to turn on all the men’s showers but only one of them worked. People barely used these showers, probably why nobody bothered to fix this. The sound of someone opening the door and stepping in echoed through the shower room. I turned to the end of the room and saw Rachel.
“What are you doing in here?” I asked her.
[MF oral/hj,inc teasing] Mark&Amy Chapter 3
***Got inspired this week, so here’s another chapter! I might create a metapost for this series soon. -JC***
#Chapter 3
Even after a shower, Amy could still feel the heat on her skin. It was just her imagination of course, but that didn’t make it any less true.
Two days in a row, she’d gone to her brother’s dorm room. Two days in a row she’d retreated from there with the residue of his cum on her skin. And somehow she wasn’t even that angry about it. Not with Mark, at least.
It was bad.
It was dirty.
She was dirty.
And there it was. Suddenly she was a little girl again, crying while her mother went on a tirade about boys and temptation and why she couldn’t be on the swim team because they’d see her body. She couldn’t play sports, couldn’t wear the same clothes as her friends because they were sluts and would get raped for certain.
Those were the bad days. There were good days, too, where Mom was almost a scary level of happy… and days when she was just sad. Usually you could tell what sort of day it was before breakfast was over.
Ensuring a Legacy [FMf] [oral] [inc-lite] [fantasy] [Drow]
Ilivarlanna T’arran, matriarch of the Sixth House of Umbra, bit her lower lip and tried to suppress her moans as she ground three fingers into her wet, aching pussy. One side of her face was pressed against a sturdy wooden door, and on the other side of it she could hear the unmistakable sounds of skin slapping against skin, and the mewling, orgasmic cries of one of her daughters getting fucked hard and deep. The man with her, a lesser prince of one of the twilight realms, had seemed quite enthused at the idea of siring a child with one of the T’arran daughters, and Ilivarlanna was delighted to hear the way he now took that duty seriously. From the sound of it, he was either holding her daughter in a mating press, or enjoying her dusky cunt from behind. Either would do. So long as he delivered what he had promised, he could have her in whatever position he wanted. He merely had to stay on task, and on target.
Chp. 5 – To Bayreach [MF] [Fantasy] [Plot] [Anal] [Choking]
**Note: I’ve been writing this as a series and I’m gonna be adding chapters to the titles from now on. Lots of plot in this one which is why it took longer. Smut is in the comments as part 3 and 4, ’cause I wrote too much for Reddit. Enjoy!**
Slaver Shire Billows felt like a new man. He’d upgraded his whole set up. With the two thousand, seven hundred gold he had left, he’d managed to buy a sturdy steel cage wagon for his cargo. That had cost five hundred. He traded his horse for a bit more coin, bought two strong work horses instead, and still had a thousand gold left over. That coin he dispensed for the slaves, plucking them up as he made his way down south. Now, Shire was nearly at max capacity. He only had one more pick up before heading to Bayreach for his payment.
Yes, Shire felt great. On top of the world, even. No demon, no god, nothing could ruin this –
“The retard pissed herself again,” Venter snapped from behind. His mirth melted away.
“Then she’ll sit in it!” He barked over his shoulder.
“It smells bad.”
[MFF] [incest] [breeding] By the moonlight
Tom expected the next day would bring drama. A great reveal. Fights. Anger. Jealousy.
And instead, none of that happened. Sara and Francine woke up, went downstairs to make some breakfast, giggled as merrily as two women well fucked could, and called him to join them in front of a nice plate of bacon and a warm cup of coffee.
None of it was what Tom expected. He had fucked his sister in law, his own wife had made out with her own sister, and yet everyone was acting as if nothing out of the ordinary had happened.
He didn’t break the silence. He dared not. Maybe the women were one word away from exploding in anger and fury. Maybe acting as if nothing had happened was the only sane course of action.
And then.. and then Sara stood up from the table, and before heading to the sink to wash her plate, she kissed Francine’s lips. He looked at them, once again in awe and amazement. No, they were not ignoring the events out of shame. His wife had fully embraced her incestuous relationship with her sister. Was he to do the same? To kiss both women? His brain said no. His dick said yes.
[MF, M mast, inc, Ds] Mark&Amy Chapter Two
*Thanks to everyone who commented or upvoted Chapter One! I love hearing that you guys like my work. Here’s another chapter, later than I wanted it to be but finished regardless. Enjoy!* -JC
#Chapter Two
She almost did it. It was so close. Amy was almost able to completely forget about the weirdness with her brother. But then he just had to text.
After leaving his dorm room, she’d gone back to her own and showered thoroughly. Scrubbed her skin until it was raw, replacing the warm, sticky feeling of her brother’s… emission… with the sharp stinging of exfoliation. It’s good for the skin, she’d reminded herself. Taking off the dead layers.
After that, the couple drinks in her had helped her slide into a dreamless sleep, and she’d awoken the next morning with the strange encounter far from her mind. It was a talent she’d developed over the years, putting things that were uncomfortable out of her mind. Her father’s illness and death… her mother’s mood swings, varying between indifference and spite for her offspring… the harassment of other kids through high school. Yup, Amy was a real champion of Not Thinking About Stuff. Gold medalist, really. If only there were an Olympic event.