(Daddy and friends) (busty daughter) (incest) (fiction) (mmmf) (gangbang)

Let’s role play this scenario. I’m 21 and still living with my dad. Up till this point I’ve always dressed semi conservatively but something came over me recently and I’m horny all the time and my wardrobe shows it. A little about me. I’m 5’-7” 130 lbs with a size 2 waist and wear a 36 DD bra I love wearing low cut shirts and short shorts, dresses and skirts. I’m petite busty and wild. Since it’s always been just me and daddy we are very close but yet give each other space when we need it. Daddy is a good looking man just about 6’ tall and in great shape. He is always going to the gym and wearing form fitting clothing that leaves not much to the imagination as to what’s in his pants because it’s huge! There are times when our schedules are opposite and one of us is sleeping in the day and the other at night. Making it easy for us to bring someone home for sex without the other knowing.

One day when daddy was on nights and myself on days I wasn’t feeling well and decided to stay is bed all day. This is how it all began.

Chained and Spanked Mother, Ch. 14 [inc, M/s, BDSM, slow, mdom]

Chained and Spanked Mother, ​ by DiscipleN ​
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. . . a fan prequel to Kathy Andrews’ 1984, raunchy novel, “Chained and Spanked Sister” . . . ​ ​ ​ ​ ​ ​ ​ ​​ ​​ ​ ​

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Chapter 14

The months passed. Joan resisted her sons’ evil attacks only when it was too dangerous, but some dangers were too compelling to resist. The nightmare of that first time she hung in chains had never been repeated, but Robert and Tommy often used her cruelly. Many times, they simple fucked their mostly obedient mother, in whatever hole or holes they wanted at the time. They might even hug and kiss her. Such kindnesses never meant they would not stripe her ass with welts or smash her sensitive tissues with sharp clamps, the next time. Occasionally, when the car was available, they made her drive out to dark places where they would use and abuse her.

Joan wore a scarf around her head, to avoid being recognized, not that she knew anyone so low as to visit a nasty place like this. Robert and Tommy had told her the sex shop was known for it special goods. They made her escort them.

[FM] I let men talk dirty to me for hours

My story is that I love men talking dirty to me all day so much. It can often take up hours of my days. Especially if its daddy talk. I love when they do most of the talking and I can just fuel their fire.

I have some of the more hectic kinks like face fucking, choking, hair pulling, incest, sleep assault, rape play, non con, slapping, hitting, punching, and general abuse.

I’ve even trained my throat not to have a gag reflex so I can be face fucked better in real life. That also gets me so fucking wet.

I wish my partner would daddy talk with me but he says it weirds him out so I have to get it from my chats on wickr. I’ve been doing this for a couple months now and won’t be stopping.

Ch1 – The Tribe [Cuckold] [Cheating] [Con NonCon] [mF] [Mf] [Anal] [Interracial] [Breeding] [Polygamy] [Drugs] [Alcohol] [Fsub] [Mdom] [Oral] [Preg] [Voy] [Swing] [Incest]

[This would be more of a prologue/starting so there wouldnt be much or any sexual content at all. Just so I can get the storyline right and in place.]

Merek was on the way back from the restroom towards his team’s lounge in this big building here on the 7th floor, where it was right in the middle of New York. The building he is in is the main headquarters of the International Research Institute of Foreign Culture & Tribal Studies, that specializes in tribal culture and research and was known internationally. As he walked past the various other rooms that housed other teams & departments, he was thinking about of their latest expedition in the middle of Tibet and mentally going through the post-work that he had yet to complete for it.

On the Pill (gender swap)

I have completed the first chapter of my newest erotica commission (and got it to format correctly on blogger, which is a chore)!

[https://www.loubealysfetisherotica.com/2019/04/on-pill-ch-1.html](https://www.loubealysfetisherotica.com/2019/04/on-pill-ch-1.html)

It is called “On the Pill”. Michael moves back in with parents again and finds a pill in his Dad’s drawer that turns him into a hot MILF! After exploring for a bit, his best friend comes over and fun ensues!

There will be at least 3 more chapters

The next chapters will contain incest, though this part does not.

[nsfw]The Firmament [FF][inc]

(Just a warning that this story builds up to an erotic scene and is a bit lengthier than other stories on here)

Erika leapt from the low reaching branch of the tree and landed softly on the ground. She wiped the sweat from her forehead with a cloth and sighed. The mid-day sun shone down on the trees in the jungle, and even with the protection of their leaves Erika could feel the heat. She tied her shoulder-length, jet black hair back into a strict ponytail. It was time to head home, to the shelter of the enormous temple that she and her mother lived in. Erika walked down the path she had made, cutting away a few branches that were already starting to grow over it again. She had been sitting in the branches of the tree, surveying her week’s progress. Over the past few days, she had been slowly carving a path to the edge of the glass bubble that housed the jungle and her home. She had grown up in the bubble, never knowing what it was like outside. On her twenty-first birthday she started to make a path through the dense jungle. She wanted to see what lay on the other side of the glass.

Brat Sister [Femdom][foot fetish][incest][bondage]

“Janine! Where are you already? I’ve been here for like, forever now…hello?”

Jake called for his sister with no response. He laid on his bed with his limbs tied to each bed post as a part of her cruel game. He pondered his current predicament. *It sucks being blackmailed.*

He had agreed to a strange request from his sister after she threatened to tell their parents about his failed test that he had been hiding. Jake knew that it would ruin his chances of getting that video game he really wanted. She made him undress and let her tie him to his bed. He wondered how long he would have to lay tied to her bed before she let him go?

His bedroom door creaked open from behind him. “Janine, I’ve been laying here for long enough. Can you let me go now please?” he pleaded.

His sister finally came into view wearing nothing but a black thong. She laughed and giggled as she climbed up onto the bed with her brother and sat beside him leaning on his torso.

“Sis! Geez! Cover yourself or something! Where are your clothes?”

Looking or a sorority incest story

I’m looking for a sorority incest story I read at some point on literotica. The basic premise is that a brother finds out about some girls getting revenge on his sister so he goes over to stop them. Except that’s part of the revenge plot, and they get him to have sex with some girl that ends up being his sister. The girls then try to blackmail his sister with proof of their incest, but the sister just snatches the phone with the evidence out of their hands and they run off.

[Fanfic] Cersei Breaks the Stark Girls [Game of Thrones] [Cersei/Sansa/Arya] [Narrator] [Rape] [Bondage] [Rough] [Humiliation] [Crying] [Mind Break] [Md/Lg play] [Incest play] [Torture] [Violence] [Beast] [Deepthroat] [Literally the most intense thing I could write] (All 3 Parts)

I was writing this as a script offer for Gone Wild Audio over the past few weeks and now that it’s finished I thought many people might enjoy simply reading it too.

Warning it’s pretty intense:

[Part 1](https://pastebin.com/d8mJYqAj)
[Part 2](https://pastebin.com/GpMYprCE)
[Part 3](https://pastebin.com/yU5Ch7zq)

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(Note: The age of the characters is never stated, the actresses on the show who play them are all over 18)

[mF] [incest] [F-solo] [M-solo] “I’m ready”

Certain Internet subcultures associate the name Chad with attractiveness and virility. Naming me Chad was the first thing my parents had done for me, and possibly the best.

Quickly after my birth, they realized that meth is more fun than diapers and formula. Their downward spiral was quick. The story I was told is that my dad was shot to death in a convenience store robbery gone wrong. My mom held on a bit longer, but eventually she got caught trying to sell her own body for money, and made her way to prison, and I to the foster care system.

She met her untimely demise in prison, awaiting trial, killed by an overdose. Meanwhile, I went on to become a young troubled child, and scare away several foster families. But not John and Martha. Or at least not Martha. They took me home on my 10th birthday, gave me a cozy room to call my own, and a stable predictable routine.

It didn’t take me long to realize that there was no love in their marriage. John, my adoptive dad, had married out of a sense of duty, it was just one of the things one does, but he cared little for family life, and probably saw Martha, my adoptive mom, as little more than a roommate. He was consumed by work, his career the only thing he valued in life.