Bite-Sized Morsels: Melting Some Brie [fm] [Incest] [Brother/Sister]

*This is a non-canonical story related to the Family Morsel series, and contains spoilers from* [*Having Some Brie*](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/htj7i0/having_some_brie_chapter_1_fm_incest_brothersister/) *and* [*Cream & Coco*](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/izbqtf/cream_coco_chapter_1_fm_incest_motherson/)*. Viewer discretion is advised.*

“I still can’t believe how stuffed I am from dinner,” I chuckled. I was lying on my bed with Brie curled up against me, still awake late at night despite the big Christmas dinner we’d had, and she teasingly poked my belly.

“Hurry up and digest so we can get started,” she urged impatiently.

I grinned smugly. I always loved it when she wanted it. Sometimes she didn’t even hide it anymore, though she still got shy in public whenever I teased her. She spotted my grin, blushing and trying to pull away, but the arm I had around her shoulders caught her and pulled her close. Flustered, she tried to change the subject.

“Have you heard from Drew yet?” she asked.

“Nothing all day,” I replied. “My guess is he and his mom are still in that hotel room…”

“I still can’t believe he’s in love with his mom,” Brie giggled. “I really did think he liked me that whole time.”

Possession: Christmas Vengeance – Chapter 7 – Bath Time (a villain uses supernatural powers to possess and control a family in their home to get kinky vengeance) [M30s/F30s/f18][NC][MC][Mdom][bondage] READ DISCLAIMERS!

**Don’t start here! Start at Chapter 1!**

**Just reuploading this old series with some edits.**

**Links to all my stories and more chapters to this story are in comments.**

*In this chapter, still possessing the husband, I take a bath with the girls to clean everyone up, still issuing discipline and punishment. Leads to fucking the daughter with drown/breath play. Then I force the girls to insert butt plugs. Includes analingus ass-cleaning.*

**DISCLAIMERS**

In this series, I write from the perspective of the VILLAIN. That means I don’t agree with his choices, and you’re not supposed to either. We’re all acknowledging he is evil and wrong. Obviously nothing he does should ever be done in real life! Please be mature adults and separate fantasy from reality. This SHOULD evoke visceral, icky feelings. That’s the POINT. This is HORROR.

This is more PORN than PLOT.

All characters are 18+.This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to events, locales, or persons living or dead is purely coincidental.

**FETISHES / WARNINGS**

-Non-con

-Torture/Pain/Crying/Sadism

-Incest

-Bondage

-Descriptions of gross bodily fluids

-Drowning/waterplay

-Licking dirty asshole

-Butt plugs

A Very Henderson Christmas – Sam’s sister dances pt 4 [m/f][b/s][incest]

Presents, wrapped with paper of a myriad colours, were stacked beneath the tree, which was coiled with tinsel and strings of lights that flickered brightly. More tinsel slung across walls and atop picture frames, an explosion of festiveness.

Christmas has arrived in full force to the Henderson household. Sam beamed as he looked upon the decorations his parents had plastered across the living room, giving the whole place a festive and welcome feel.

“I’m home,” he called out.

Mum bustled in from the kitchen, draping a dish cloth over her shoulder. “Sam, you’re back,” she said, enveloping him in a deep hug. Then she stepped back, examining him at arm’s length.

“Look at you. You’re wasting away, clearly not eating enough.”

“I’m fine, mum,” he said with a grin. “It’s not like I’m eating nothing but bread and cheese at Uni.” If anything, Sam had filled out in the months since he’d been away from home, and the beginnings of an actual beard were on his jaw.

Mum glanced down at the cases by his feet. “I suppose that’s washing, is it?”

He shrugged guilty.

[MF, brother/sister, incest, blowjob] My sister asked if she could blow me

This story is a work of fiction. All characters are over the age of 18. The brother character is 24 and the sister character is 19.

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It was Christmas time. My plane landed, I got my bags from the carousel and then I sat down and finally took my phone off Airplane mood. Most people do this as soon as the plane is in the port. I like to wait until I have all my possessions and I can sit down. So, the only thing I have to worry about is my phone.

I turn it on and immediately it fills with notifications. I close my eyes and count thirty seconds and then look them over. Most of it junk notifications from apps. I dismiss those. I look over for the notification I want to see: A message from my ex-girlfriend, Hailey, but of course, it isn’t there. Why would it be? There are several from my sister Amanda.

Amanda: Ok I’m here tell me when you’re here.

Amanda: I’m parked outside

Amanda: Where are you??? You said your flight came in at 8pm

Possession: Christmas Vengeance – Chapter 6 – Winter Showers (a villain uses supernatural powers to possess and control a family in their home to get kinky vengeance) [M30s/F30s/f18][NC][MC][Mdom][Fdom][WS][Lac][bondage] READ DISCLAIMERS!

**Don’t start here! Start at Chapter 1!**

**Just reuploading this old series with some edits.**

**Links to all my stories and more chapters to this story are in comments.**

*In this chapter, I suspend the mother spread out upright at foot of bed. Then possess the daughter to explore and violate the mother, including fisting and pissing. Then possessing the husband again, more fucking and pissing on the bedroom floor.*

**DISCLAIMERS**

In this series, I write from the perspective of the VILLAIN. That means I don’t agree with his choices, and you’re not supposed to either. We’re all acknowledging he is evil and wrong. Obviously nothing he does should ever be done in real life! Please be mature adults and separate fantasy from reality. This SHOULD evoke visceral, icky feelings. That’s the POINT. This is HORROR.

This is more PORN than PLOT.

All characters are 18+.This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to events, locales, or persons living or dead is purely coincidental.

**FETISHES / WARNINGS**

-Non-con

-Torture/Pain/Crying/Sadism

-Incest

-Bondage

-Gross bodily fluids tastes/smells , Fingering dirty asshole

-Breastmilk, Squirting, Pissing

-Fisting

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In the Closet, Chapter 9 [mm] [Incest] [Brother/Brother] [Gay] [Sissification] [Humiliation]

[Chapter 8](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/zixh9b/in_the_closet_chapter_8_mm_fm_incest/)

***KEITH***

Zach had been shut in his room all night and all morning. I don’t know what kind of funk he was in, but he owed me a key. Besides, mom had sent me to retrieve him for lunch. I rapped on his door but received no response.

“Zach,” I said through the door. “If you don’t answer, I’m just coming in.” Nothing. The lack of light coming from under the door indicated the lights weren’t on, nor were the curtains open. Luckily the door was unlocked, and I entered to find him lying on his bed. I sighed, approaching him to rip the blankets off of him. That is, until I heard his stuttered breathing. He was crying, or recovering from it. Frowning, I spotted his phone on the bedside table. Time for some detective work. Tapping it revealed twenty texts and three missed calls from Ellie.

He’d gone over to her place yesterday, and whatever had happened had left him like this. They were best friends, so what could possibly have happened? The doorbell rang, and I decided it best not to speak to Zach until I had more information. I left the room and ran into mom, who was coming from the front door.

Possession: Christmas Vengeance – Chapter 5 – A Broken Ornament (a villain uses supernatural powers to possess and control a family in their home to get kinky vengeance) [M30s/F30s/f18][NC][MC][Mdom][humil][bondage][ws] READ DISCLAIMERS!

**Don’t start here! Start at Chapter 1!**

**Just reuploading this old series with some edits.**

**Links to all my stories and more chapters to this story are in comments.**

*In this chapter, still possessing the husband, I suspend the mother and daughter in a bondage 69 position above the bed, which allows for several types of incestuous oral fun.*

**DISCLAIMERS**

In this series, I write from the perspective of the VILLAIN. That means I don’t agree with his choices, and you’re not supposed to either. We’re all acknowledging he is evil and wrong. Obviously nothing he does should ever be done in real life! Please be mature adults and separate fantasy from reality. This SHOULD evoke visceral, icky feelings. That’s the POINT. This is HORROR.

This is more PORN than PLOT.

All characters are 18+.This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to events, locales, or persons living or dead is purely coincidental.

**FETISHES / WARNINGS**

Be warned, from this chapter on, the story is very extreme and polarizing. The chance I alienate you with specific kinks increases.

-Non-con

-Torture/Pain/Crying/Sadism

-Incest

-Bondage

[M/f] [incest] The champagne room

I have a confession to make. One that weighs on me so heavily. One that I think only you can hear. I don’t even really know where to start, and despite having a lot of reasons to justify, to defend, they sound more like hollow excuses to me. I will let you be the judge.

This story starts many decades ago, in Silcox, a small town in Wyoming. My name is Jack De Vaalt, and I was born there. So was my wife, Janice Pershing. The town was run more like a Christian cult than anything else. Strict morals, curfews, you name it, we had it. Everything in the pursuit of purity. I was never made for that. I was made for the pleasures of life. I was made to sit by the ocean sipping a drink. I was made for love. For bliss. Or, as they would call it there, eternal damnation. I got an early start of trouble by getting caught making out with Janice in a parking lot. The only solution? Getting married of course. And so we did. I was 21, she wasn’t even 18 quite yet. We had to get a special approval. But off we want, to married life. It took us a couple years, but we ended up pregnant. We gave birth to our first, and only, child, sweet lovely Nicole Anne De Vaalt. And a few years later, I managed to persuade Janice to leave Silcox and start a new life. We basically had to run off in the night, like rats through the sewers. We picked Las Vegas. For a man like me, the perfect place. All amusement, all entertainment, available. A true haven of pleasure, an endless supply of endorphins at your fingertips. Janice accepted her fate, more out of obedience than true desire of freedom.

Cora’s place

Interesting reading. Has anyone ever read it. I just found this sub and I’m curious about many things. I understand incest and I recommend it for anyone who wants to experience the love of family. Remember to truly enjoy family sexuality it is better to never force or harm anyone.

I will never forget the love my mom had for me and I really miss her but she died a long time ago so…

Anyway, sometimes I look around online and I come across some interesting stuff. Cora’s special place is one of those things. I was looking for erotic stuff to read and I’m particularly interested in incest so when I came across it I was glad but also shocked. It was on a nifty site as well.
I’m curious if anyone else has read similar stories.

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Lessons By Family Part-2 [Incest] [Brother/Sister] [Bondage/Humiliation/Rough/Peeping]

Ava waited for him to get oriented to her sight, then to his position, and then she started raging. Her fists were balled and Sam didn’t know whether he had been afraid of any bully, teacher, or monster in his life as much as he was afraid of his sister at that time.

“You filthy pig, you awful fucking freak, you horny bastard. I am your sister.” She yelled, her face red. She was so angry.

“I am your sister, did you even think once before doing what you did?” She pointed towards his cock which was still clad in her thong and covered in his cum.

Sam’s heart almost dropped to his stomach, and he realized he was still wearing her panties on his head. He was so afraid that he couldn’t blurt out an apology.

Ava almost looked on the verge of tears.

“You are my little brother Sam, I trusted you, and you have been spying on me? Sexualizing me? How could you Sam? We all thought you were so innocent and shy?” She finally broke and started crying. She didn’t sob like girls usually did, but she still had tears in her eyes. Even in his fucked up state, Sam realized it was the first time he saw her cry since they grew up.