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Mother-Cucker! (Part 2) [femdom] [mild incest] [mature] [near cuckold]

*********Ready or not, here it is! I received a ton of feedback both positive and negative about the first chapter of this story. For those who loved it, this next part is for you. For those who did not, I took some of your suggestions to try and mold this more to your liking. Not sure if I’ll make a third chapter unless I get a lot of requests. Without further ado, hope you enjoy this not quite cuckold, not quite incestuous fantasy of mine…… **************

PART TWO: THE CABIN

The rest of the drive was awkward to say the least. Well, it was awkward for me. My mom and Donny barely noticed my presence after their lovemaking.

For a long time after they’d finished, my mom just sat on top of him, holding his face to hers, kissing him softly over and over and over.

The wetness of their mouths moving over one another was not lost on me. I burned inside, angry, hurt, and confused.

After a bit, my mom climbed off of my friend. She pulled her top off completely, used it like a rag to wipe her pussy with, catching Donny’s spent semen as it ran out of her. I watched, mesmerized as the cloth moved against her pussy lips, growing wetter and wetter. Read more »

[Incest][M/F][Mom/Son] Mom Caught Me Looking At Her Nudes

“That’s a lot of stuff, Mom.”

I gazed around the very spacious storage unit, wondering just how much of it we’d need to haul out today.

“Yeah,” she replied with a nervous giggle. “I’m sorry, Scotty, I forgot how much crap ended up in here over the years. A lot of it is… his though.”

I placed a supportive hand on her shoulder. It hurt me to hear how much pain was in Mom’s voice, and how she was even unable to say Dad’s name. A few months ago, he served my mom with divorce papers, and said he was leaving her for his damn secretary, who was some twenty year old bimbo. I guess that asshole didn’t even have the balls to be original when he blew our family up.

This morning, Mom had decided that the house felt too empty now that he’d moved his stuff out, and she wanted to retrieve some things that he’d made her put in storage. She said she wanted to reclaim her space, and I was happy to do anything that would help her feel better.

“Don’t worry, Mom. We’ll figure it out. I’m right here, however long it takes.” Read more »

[Incest][M/F][Mom/Son] Mom Caught Me Looking At Her Nudes

“That’s a lot of stuff, Mom.”

I gazed around the very spacious storage unit, wondering just how much of it we’d need to haul out today.

“Yeah,” she replied with a nervous giggle. “I’m sorry, Scotty, I forgot how much crap ended up in here over the years. A lot of it is… his though.”

I placed a supportive hand on her shoulder. It hurt me to hear how much pain was in Mom’s voice, and how she was even unable to say Dad’s name. A few months ago, he served my mom with divorce papers, and said he was leaving her for his damn secretary, who was some twenty year old bimbo. I guess that asshole didn’t even have the balls to be original when he blew our family up.

This morning, Mom had decided that the house felt too empty now that he’d moved his stuff out, and she wanted to retrieve some things that he’d made her put in storage. She said she wanted to reclaim her space, and I was happy to do anything that would help her feel better.

“Don’t worry, Mom. We’ll figure it out. I’m right here, however long it takes.” Read more »

Reporter’s dilemma part 08

Gregor and Caroline dried each other off, once they got out of the shower. He knew his technicians were putting together the next installment of Susie Cream Pie, and he would wander back, and supervise the process, now that he was dressed.

“Well Caroline, I have to head back and supervise the putting together of your next starring role. So, day after tomorrow, same time, and we’ll do your third feature.”

Caroline nodded eagerly. She turned to the mirror to comb her hair.

“Slut, cream pie slut, fuck doll, little horny cream pie whore”

She said those words out loud to her reflection. Unlike her reaction two days ago, she felt the lust sizzle her nerves. Her face was glowing, her eyes were sparkling, she looked so alive, so full of joy, so hungry for sex, sex, lots of sex. She felt that she’d thrown off the shackles of what “good women” were supposed to be, middle-class snobbery, and fuck that noise. She realized if she still followed that, she’d be stuck in a rut, a virtually sexless marriage with a husband who would have seen no need to change. Now she had seen what was behind the mask of domestic bullshit, she was a cock hungry bitch, she needed to have her body used like it should be used. Her mouth, her cunt, and her ass were going to be put to the uses they should be used for, to throw a really good fuck into her, every hole was going to get loads of cum spilling into her, as many times as the cocks that were fucking her could get it up. Read more »

[Incest] [Brother-Sister] Wife’s Incestuous Family Ritual Ch. 01 (Part 3)

[Previously…](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/p40t10/incest_brothersister_wifes_incestuous_family/)

Next morning, I woke up to the aroma of fresh coffee. I opened my eyes to see Ananya with two steaming mugs by the bedside. I accepted a mug from her as she sat next to me sipping hot coffee.

“Where’s Ayush?”

“He went out to meet his friends. Won’t be back till evening.”

“So… shall we talk about last night?”

“How much did you see?”

“The whole thing. Till the very end.”

She blushed. “You are not mad at me, are you?”

“Are you kidding? I absolutely loved it. It was beautiful. I am guessing this wasn’t the first time for you guys.”

She nodded.

I sat up with the coffee mug in hand. “Since when? How did it start?”

She was silent for few moments, staring out the window. “I am going to share my family’s biggest secret with you. It may sound outlandish, but please hear it with an open mind. You’ve seen the Ashoka tree at daddy’s estate, right?” Read more »

[Incest] [Brother-Sister] Wife’s Incestuous Family Ritual Ch. 01 (Part 2)

[Previously…](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/p40p1m/incest_brothersister_wifes_incestuous_family/)

Next evening, after dinner, Ananya and Ayush stayed in the living room, watching TV, while I got into bed. Sometime later, she came into the bedroom.

“Nikhil, I need to show you something.” She was acting strangely coy, trembling slightly and biting her lower lip. “Come to the guest room door after few minutes,” she said and left.

Around ten minutes later, I left the bedroom and walked across the dining hall towards the guest room, wondering what Ananya wanted to show me. The guest room door was slightly ajar. It was mostly dark inside, except for the faint light coming from the bedside lamp. I saw Ayush sitting on a chair with his back towards me. I could only see him from a rear three-quarter angle, his form mostly hidden in shadows. It looked to me as if he wasn’t wearing any clothes. His head was leaned back and his face pointed up towards the ceiling. His eyes were closed, mouth slightly open and both his hands were lost in the shadows near his crotch. He was groaning quietly and seemed to be jacking off. Read more »

[Incest] [Brother-Sister] Wife’s Incestuous Family Ritual Ch. 01 (Part 1)

Author’s Note: This is an original incest erotica written by me and first published on Literotica. To read the story in its original form please visit –

https://www.literotica.com/s/wifes-incestuous-family-ritual-ch-01

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“Nikhil…I think it’s the delivery guy,” said Ananya, as the doorbell rang.

I opened the door and received the package. I’d been eagerly awaiting this particular item. Opening it, I removed the sealed box from inside. It was a small pocket-sized vibrator that I’d ordered online for my wife.

“It’s so small and discreet! I like it,” she said, as I showed it to her.

“Can’t wait to use it on you.” I grinned.

“You may get your chance tonight, mister.”

Ananya and I have been married for two years now. I am 27 years old, working as an architect in Mumbai. Ananya is 25 and works as an interior designer. We met three years earlier through mutual friends and decided to get married after a year of courtship.

We’ve been truly blessed with a wonderful marital and sex life. We both love one another deeply and understand each other. Both of us have a healthy sexual appetite. We are open with each other about our sexual needs and strive to bring the utmost pleasure to one another. Read more »

Post about me [f] and my sister (not incest)

This isn’t about incest, we never had sex.My sister and I were/are close. She supports me being bi and lewd. When I was at home, I usually didn’t wear much. I usually just wore a big shirt and socks only, though sometimes I wore other stuff. Sometimes a bra and panties only, sometimes just a jacket or robe, sometimes a skirt and tanktop only. My parents didn’t like when I did that since it was revealing, though they let me do it since I agreed to not be naked or have my breasts out when they’re home. My sis supported me doing in though, and sometimes gave me a slap on the ass when I did. My brother sometimes did the same, though he would usually start groping me and I would get mad at him.

I told my sis I was bi, after she caught me smelling my panties and masturbating. Since then she would let me take panties from her room and smell them, as long as I put them back. Sometimes she would even give me the ones she was wearing at the time, though that didn’t happen often. Mostly just on holidays and when I was sad.She got me my first sex toys. A dildo, vibrator, and buttplug, and told me how to use them. She did this about a week after she caught me using her dildo. She left it in the shower, and when I entered to take mine, I saw it and decided to use it while showering. Read more »

Behind the Mask, Chapter 8 [fm] [Incest] [Cousin/Cousin]

[Chapter 7](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/ozdkld/behind_the_mask_chapter_7_fm_incest_cousincousin/)

“I am just checking on you, *mademoiselle.* You rarely miss a Friday evening at the club,” Alain said over the phone. “Were you out celebrating your graduation?”

“Something like that,” I sighed. “Charles showed up. Wasn’t exactly my idea of, y’know, a happy memorable experience.”

“I understand.” He was quiet for a moment. I could tell when he was pausing out of courtesy, and waited patiently for him to speak. Probably was gonna appeal on Charles’s behalf. I admit there were times I suspected him of being Charles’s spy, to keep an eye on me. But we’d been through enough that I knew I could trust him. He was more of a dad to me than that other bitch ever was. “‘e is not an evil man, *mademoiselle.*”

I snorted. “Don’t need to be evil to be a bad parent,” I replied. “Let’s face it, Alain. I’ve given up trying to make any kind of relationship work. All we can hope for is polite.” I shook my head. “And that’s being optimistic.”

“I understand. Will you be coming in tonight, *mademoiselle?*” Read more »