As I wake up, it was 7 in the morning. I had told my mom that I would be at Rahul’s place for the overnight stay. She told me to reach home before breakfast. As I was laying on the bed, my eyes still struggling to open up I recalled it wasnt just a simple overnight stay. There he was, Rahul on the other side of the bed, as his half naked butt propped out through the quilt, while his face was turned the other way and on the left was Shreya. I muttered to myself. ‘Omg’ we finally did it, what was thought to be a dream actually happened. Shreya was Rahul’s girlfriend and I was Rahul’s best ‘friend’. Both kept sleeping as i stared at the ceiling smiling and my mouth left a heavy gasp ” My cock was still hard and Shreya’s nipples were perked up and Rahul’s butt was very inviting. But that had to left for another day. Right now I had to rush back home as we do the morning breakfast together on sunday. I silently get myself dressed up and walk out of the room.
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Behind the Mask, Chapter 9 [fm] [Incest] [Cousin/Cousin]
[Chapter 8](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/p3s5lj/behind_the_mask_chapter_8_fm_incest_cousincousin/)
I broke away from August, panting hard and staring wide-eyed at him. I collected myself in an instant, turning away from him to go sit at my desk, crossing my arms in front of myself. He stayed where he was. He seemed to have an acute awareness of giving me space when I needed it.
“I hate this,” I murmured.
“Doesn’t seem like you do,” he said dryly.
“No, I mean…” I looked away, opting instead to study my unlit computer monitor. The black uniformity was helping me gather my thoughts, though it was still competing against a maelstrom of emotions.
“You don’t like losing control,” he guessed. I didn’t respond. It probably wasn’t a difficult conclusion to draw. He went on, “Losing control plunges you into the unknown. You’re too used to being the master of your domain, and now here come two characters disrupting your life. And the unknown terrifies you.”
“Terrifies’ is a strong word,” I remarked, my indignation causing me to meet his gaze again. “I’m not some timid lamb awaiting slaughter.”
“You’re the wolf?” he said with a grin.
“I’m the hunter.”
[Incest] [m/f] [daddy/daughter] [fantasy/fiction] Scent of a new woman part 1
As long as I can remember I have been the laundry person for the house. Every week I gather mine and my wife’s laundry and my daughter Lana gathers hers and I run everything through the wash. I never paid it much mind til a few years ago when my daughter turned 18 and suddenly I was putting skimpy thong panties and sexy hip hugger and boy shorts into the wash. I remember being appalled that she was wearing such things at first and it made me start seeing her differently.
She was always a very beautiful girl and now I noticed her like I had never before. As Lana walked through the house wearing thin tops without a bra I noticed how full her breasts had gotten. About a full C by this point. I started looking at her ass when she walked by in sweats, tight little shorts, and leggings to see if I could tell which of the panties she was wearing that day. It quickly became an obsession each laundry day to see what panties she chose to wear that week.
Porno Daughter (PART 2) (MF, Mf, Ff, Incest, Impreg)
Chapter Three
Robert smiled as he
looked on. He had never done anything this hot before and Jacinta had only been
home an hour. What great kinky things were yet to be played out? His cock
jumped at the thought!
Jacinta and her
mother Hollie moved into a sixty-nine and ate each other out for the next half
hour each reaching a satisfying orgasm on the other’s tongue and face. Robert
watched moving around from side to side, first watching Jacinta licking Hollie’s
cunt, then Hollie eating Jacinta.
The rest rejuvenated
his cock somewhat, but he had cum a lot that day. Still he was sure he could
get it up for still more fucking, even if getting off would be harder to do. Jacinta
thought otherwise.
“Now I have a
surprise for you two.” Jacinta got up and grabbed the brown bag. She
pulled out a video tape and placed it in the VCR. She smiled at the video
camera, still running and capturing all the hot, kinky action.
“So, mom, do you
think daddy is going to jack off a lot watching the tape we are making?”
Enki’s Puzzle Chapter 8 [MF] [inc] [cheat]
I’ve written this story through chapter 17. All chapters are available on my website. There’s also an illustrated version available. You can find the link in my Reddit profile if you’re interested. Or if can’t find the link there, you can search my name on google to find my site. If you prefer to wait, I’ll post about a chapter a month here. All characters in sexual situations are 18 or older. Thanks for reading!
Previous chapters:
Chapter 1 https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/la43a4/enkis_puzzle_chapter_1_mf_inc_cheat/
Chapter 2 https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/m3iy24/enkis_puzzle_chapter_2_mf_inc_cheat/
Chapter 3 https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/mnii9j/enkis_puzzle_chapter_3_mf_inc_cheat/
Chapter 4 https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/n71qkm/enkis_puzzle_chapter_4_mf_inc_cheat/
Chapter 5 https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/ns8krm/enkis_puzzle_chapter_5_mf_inc_cheat/
Chapter 6
[https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/occufw/enkis_puzzle_chapter_6_mf_inc_cheat/](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/occufw/enkis_puzzle_chapter_6_mf_inc_cheat/)
Chapter 7 [https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/ovtyza/enkis_puzzle_chapter_7_mf_inc_cheat/](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/ovtyza/enkis_puzzle_chapter_7_mf_inc_cheat/)
Laughter rolled around Nick’s room. “The … look … on … Dad’s … face.” Sitting on her brother’s bed, Alyson held her belly, and rolled onto her side. Tears of joy rolled down her cheeks.
“I was … terrified … oh … my … God.” Nick wiped tears from his eyes. What a relief to be able to share his reiterating existence with someone. “Did he … really … nail me … in?” His laughter calmed some. From his vantage on the floor, he tried not to look at the swell of his older sister’s bosom, somewhat hidden by her oversized hoodie.
November (Part 2) [lesbian] [incest] [cheating] [masturbation]
*Part 2, now with tags.*
He picked up Naomi like she was a doll and tossed her over the edge of her bed. “Come,” he said, beckoning to me as if I were an obedient kitten. I did as I was told. He smiled at me, and then pulled up Naomi’s kimono, exposing her bare bottom. There were bright red paddle marks on both cheeks, with the words “DADDY’S GIRL” imprinted clearly on her flesh.
He reached down and rubbed his large hand over her ass, spreading her a bit and exposing her holes. Immediately I was hit with the pungent stink of my own sister’s pussy. I felt myself stagger a bit, a sort of self-conscious shame rising up inside me as I realized my mouth was watering. He ran his thumb over her dark, swollen lips, scooping up the thick white glob of the cream that coated her pussy. I watched as he brought his thumb to my lips, unable to move, my eyes fixed on his eyes. My lips parted by themselves, as if I couldn’t control my own body, and he pushed his thumb into my mouth. My tongue wrapped around his finger, licking at the warm viscous cream. I shivered uncontrollably as the taste of my own sister filled my mouth and then felt myself come a little as I swallowed her grool.
Washing Machine Repair [neighbors] [mf] [weed, cannabis, 420] [drinking] [anal] [consensual] [flannel] [wholesome]
I keep playing with this one and am liking where it’s going. Debating whether it should be third person. Feedback and critique welcome!
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It’s a spring, rainy Saturday afternoon: warm air, cold rain. You’re walking out of your apartment and you see me in the hall walking into my apartment, next door. I’m wearing a worn flannel shirt, some old jeans with paint splotches all over, knees torn, and carrying a laden bag of Home Depot stuff. I’m drenched too; it looks like someone (me) forgot their umbrella. There’s a puddle of water where I’ve been standing while fiddling for my keys.
“Hey there Kurt,” you say, smiling, as you step into the hallway. You’re wearing a flowing spring sundress, hanging by straps from your freckled shoulders. Even in our sunless shared entry hallway, I make mental note of its semi-transparentness, then shake it off. I realize I haven’t seen you without your mask. I thought you were gorgeous before, but now?
“Hi Miya,” I respond, cheerfully. Some water drips from me to the floor.
“You’re in marketing right? But I guess you’re a handyman too?” you say, nodding to the Home Depot bag.
I’m Sorry I Broke Your Bed (Part 4) [MF] [Incest]
Part 3:
I’m Sorry I Broke Your Bed (Part 3) [MF] [Incest] from eroticliterature
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After the twins’ little session in Josh’s bed, he got ready for school, letting Chelsey recuperate in his bed. There he let her sleep until her alarm went off, at which point he got her up. They finished getting ready, and went out to the bus. On the way to school, Chelsey put her head on the bus window and didn’t talk the whole ride; her arousal had detracted from the prior night’s sleep quality. Sabrina and Josh chatted on the way to school, but Sabrina’s responses were a bit more hesitant than usual.
The school day played out how any other school day did, and then it was time to go home. When Josh got on the bus, Sabrina was already waiting in their usual spot.
“Hey,” Josh said as he sat in the seat across from her.
“Hi,” she responded distractedly, and Josh looked over at her. She took a breath, “Um… Josh. Do you think… maybe… we could go out sometime?”
CHRISTMAS CONCEPTION (MF, Inc, Cousins, Unprotected, Impreg, WS)
CHRISTMAS CONCEPTION by Oz Creampie
Mistress Daughter part 2 [trigger warnings] [rape] [non-consent] [incest] [M/D] [physical abuse] [blood]
* Author’s note: This story has been written with a specific purpose, both in plot and grammar. Trigger warning – it contains non-consensual scenes of rape and violence. *
As time passed, the tension never ceased. Even over a few weeks, there were moments of angry tension. Moments of sexual tension. But not too much in the way of aggression from me. I was conflicted. Being honest, a big part of me really wanted to just let go and allow myself to use my mom. I wanted to use her in every way I already had and a whole lot more. Every moment of control I’d had excited me more than anything ever had. In those times I’d abused her and given her what she clearly wanted, I’d been wetter than ever. I had to admit that. Not to her though. We hadn’t really spoken about it. I just continued to be my bitchy self, probably with more attitude than before. I knew I owned her. It was only a matter of what I’d let myself do and how far I was willing to go. My stupid submissive mother would accept anything. And probably love it.