Tag: Incest

(All characters are 18+)

Deep in the eastern hemisphere is a jungle that has been deemed “Off limits” by the nations that surround it. There resides a tribe of people who’s traditions have been unchanged for countless generations.

Many of the surrounding tribes and nations look down upon them. Deeming them barbaric savages for their practices. Yet not one tribe or nation has ever been able to defeat them.

This is primarily due to the fact that the skill, strength, and speed of the Kundali warrior has become the stuff of Legend. Any expedition or manhunt into their territory has lead to every person who entered the jungle to be gone without a trace.

But this unmatched power has not been given by chance. At a young age, every Kundali male must begin warrior training. During this time they will face every hardship and challenge that both nature and the violence of combat will throw at them.

Once they reach the age of Manhood, they must undergo a series of trials that shell determine their future. These trials push them to the absolute limit. Testing their strength, speed, and intelligence to root the weak out from the strong. Read more »

I wrote this piece of fiction in 2019 for a website that has these 1,000 word contests that are pretty fun to take part in. (I’d post the website, but I don’t know if that’s allowed here.) These 1,000 word stories are challenging for me because I write long stories with sex scenes many times longer than this effort. (I can’t reread this thing or I’m going to turn it into a 5,000 word story.)

Anyway, since it’s short, and it’s no longer on the original website, I’m posting it to a few subReddits. Enjoy.

**Chapter 01: A New Job**

*“Santa baby, yabba-dabba-dabba-da-do,*

*Santa, cutie, I’d hop, skip, and jump for you—”*

I heard my mother’s laughter, followed by the question, “What are you singing?”

“I’m a mall Santa,” I said.

In my mother’s eyes, I saw a sparkle come to life I had never seen in her before, and in her smile, I saw something that I couldn’t quite place . . . yet.

“Try the Santa suit it on.” Mom clapped her hands under her breasts. “Let me have a sneak peek at Santa this year.”

**Chapter 02: Dad’s Warning** Read more »

I was so desperate to stay in bed all day the next day but as Andrew said we needed to cover a lot of distance. Which basically meant we started early, drove for a long time and we arrived at the last hotel we were going to stay in during the trip earlier than expected. We ate our dinner in the hotel restaurant and quite a few people looked at us kind of curiously. We weren’t even being affectionate or talking loudly or wearing any weird clothing. We were simply just a big brother and a little sister enjoying their meal together.

After dinner and a short walk in the streets near the hotel, we went back to our room, the last place where we would be enjoying for a while. While Andrew worked on his laptop, I decided to lay down on the couch with the book I was reading for most of the day. I don’t know when but I fell asleep and suddenly, Andrew crouched beside the couch with his hand gently rubbing my stomach.

“I had no idea that my little sister was actually a Sleeping Beauty,” he joked. Read more »

Dad,

I miss you so much. Ever sense I moved away I haven’t looked at life the same way…
I know we used to fight a lot, but I’m ready to forgive you for everything. I used to only be able to think about how you would yell and scream and break things but now all I can think about it the way that your arms felt wrapped around me when we’d hug, the way you’d call me sweetie or sweetheart when you asked about my day, the way you called me beautiful and said I could be a professional model if I really wanted to… Those moments when you were so sweet and gentle with me are etched in my brain forever, I think about them all the time.
I especially miss your back massages. You always knew exactly where the right spots were to make me feel so relaxed. I’ve never felt safer. To this day I’ve never had such good massages. I can never trust anyones hands the way I trust yours…
I wish you’d give me one of those massages again. I need to relax and your hands are the only thing that can give me relief… you haven’t given me a massage in years tho… now that I’m a bit older I guess you think it’d be inappropriate. I guess I see why you’d think that… I’ll admit I have had some inappropriate thoughts while reminiscing on it… but we shouldn’t let that stop us. I would be on my best behavior for you I promise.
I just miss you dad. I need to feel that you still love me. Do you still love me?

Fiction: Son POV:

Stepping out of the elevator, her flip flops clicked and clacked to the hotel room door, both of us soaked. We were freezing, “you can shower first, the pool wasn’t that cold, I can wait” I said.

“No you’re shivering, just hop in with me. I’ll keep my bra and panties on, I don’t mind” she replied, “but don’t tell your dad.”

“And get my flip flops, I left them at the door. You don’t want to step inside these dirty showers barefoot” she added.

I walked over and grabbed her sandals from the straps and brought them to the bathroom. She locked the door; “no ones even here and dad don’t come till tomorrow, you can leave it open” I said.

“No I want to make sure the heat stays inside” she replied.

She took off her tank top and was standing there in a cheetah patterned bra and black panties.

Intrusive thoughts. Why the hell was I staring? I don’t even like my mom. Fuck this is weird. No no why did I agree to this. Yes she’s a woman, yes she’s half nude, and yes I need to strip to my underwear in front of her, but please for the love of all that’s good don’t get hard. Please please don’t get hard. Read more »