Incest - Page 342

Head note : this is a story between a brother and his sister.names have been changed for protection ****** Hi my name is Victor and this is my story. I had a ordinary look l wasn't built or fat just average. I stood about 6'2" and weight about 180

As long as I can remember, my mother has come into my room every night . She lies next to me in the darkness, caressing my bare skin, lightly running her warm smooth hands across my back, placing delicate kisses on my head or chest

It all started one day after he had gotten home late after his eighteenth birthday party. He had just walked into his father’s house trying to keep from waking him up, knowing that if he did he would catch holy hell

A SPECIAL BOND Long Weekend at the Lake ___________________________________ This is a work of fiction. Of fantasy. It’s called ‘My Right of Free Speech.’ If you do not approve of youngsters engaged in various sexual acts . .

The pressure his cock was putting on Allison’s young virgin asshole was unbearable. Her uncle had been trying to ease it into her tight, pink hole for the last ten minutes. Allison was bent over, her pert bottom sticking high up in the air

Forbidden IM The door to the little house really a hut blew of its hinges and flew back into the room with the force of a defensive line man

Author's note: First of an eight part series. Chapter 1 Julie smirked, chuckling to herself as she felt Bob’s still-working 70 year old penis twitch and spurt semen inside her. Her hands were resting on his large, round, belly as she watched him moan and convulse below her

I was reading the comics section of the newspaper when my stepdaughter, Sara Vorrez, walked into the kitchen. Sara was wearing her high school cheerleader uniform, and it was impossible for me to look away

Part 4 Madison looked on in rapt attention, as she watched her best friend Becky, who had a strong dislike of panties, on her knees, with Becky’s mother, Marie kneeling beside her, in front of Richard, Becky’s father

As Uncle took my hand and led me to the bedroom I got excited all over again. In all the men that I had fucked before, never did I have one that could keep going after he blew his load. I made my mind up that I was going to show him a good time

My Daughter's Phone (pt 2) I left early that afternoon for work, but I left a note for Kelly on the kitchen table. Telling her where her supper was and the temperatures and times the assorted dishes needed

1 As my 19th birthday was approaching, I started to really hear it from a couple of my friends. “I can’t believe you are almost 19 and you still haven’t done it.” Julie would taunt

Fold, Spindle, and Mommy Rape Part 2. by DiscipleN - all characters herein are 18 or older by the time they act sexually. - Knocking woke me to Monday. "Mom? Are you okay? It's nine AM." Race sounded concerned

It all started when I was 16. My dad had walked out of the picture, and it was just me and my mom. Mom walked into the kitchen, nude as always. Her nipples were highly erect and her blonde ass length hair was pulled into a tight bun

Raising Peter, Chapter 14 (Mom has a great MEATING) ****************************************************************************************** This is a total work of fiction. The story includes incest bi-sexual, group sex, and water sports, among other things

It was almost the end of spring semester and I was finishing up my first full year at community college

The Story of Ann Chapter 1: The Beginning Hello, my name is Ann and if you have read my recent story then you know I am pretty much a slut. I was not always like this for I once was just a plain Jane. I did enjoy sex but not like, I do now

I always wished that my life was different. My mom left when I was 5 and I never saw her again, now at 17 my dad died he was all that I had left. I was at his funeral in the outskirts of London at some lady’s house

Part 5 The morning of the Volka family’s court case for citizenship in Incestia was clear and bright

This is part two of a series evolving sex between an eighteen-year old boy and his father. If you have not read the first one; I advise that you do. The first story was a mix between first and third person. This one will be entirely third person