Incest

Christina still recalled the day when she was only a 19-year-old girl that discovered she was pregnant. Her parents were strict catholic people, who would never understand why a girl would want to have a child without being married. The father of Christina’s baby was a fellow she had met at the restaurant where she worked as a waitress. He was tall, with blonde hair and blue eyes. Christina fell for him but realized she’d made a mistake by sleeping with him. He worked as a traveling salesman and once he left, he never came back.
Christina left her home, in shame and kept working until she could no longer work. She lived with a friend for a while but after she had her baby, she knew she had to go out and get her own place.
Christina had a baby boy whom she named Adam. He was the most precious thing she’d ever seen. He was born with his father’s blue eyes but with his mother’s dark brown hair. He didn’t cry much, only when Christina had to go to work and left him with his babysitter. (more…)

chapter 1

Tess pulled her mouth off her brother’s pulsing cock.

“Mmmm, God,” she grinned. “Is that good!”

“Just hurry up,” Jeff panted. He clutched the back of her head and pressed it closer to his glistening prick. He swiveled his hips upward, trying to force his cock back into her mouth.

Tess swung her head to fling blonde hair out of her face.

“Just hold your horses!” she gasped. “I’m doing the best I can!”

She opened her mouth and wrapped her lips around the bulbous prickhead.

Jeff raised his hips still higher, eager to feel her mouth encircle his entire cockshaft. He pressed a little more firmly on the back of her head at the same time, feeling his aching cock sink farther into his sister’s mouth.

“Mmmm, yeah!” he whispered. “That’s it! Suck as much of my cock in your mouth as you can!”

He started to buck. His body quivered as he flexed his ass muscles. (more…)

It was father’s day and the house seemed so empty with nothing but silence filling the rooms. Monica laid on her bed just thinking about her father. He was the sweetest and kindest man around.
She remembered when he used to take her and her brother Craig to the playgrounds when they were kids and they’d run around all day. Her mother worked long hours for a lawyer so Daddy was the one parent Monica and Craig were close to.
Craig and Monica both hated the month of June. June was their father’s birthday as well as Father’s Day. It was a sad month since their father had passed away over two years ago in a car accident.
Now Carla, their Mom was in a serious relationship with another lawyer named Stephen. Monica was the only one living with Carla since Craig moved out and was on his own. Monica had temptations to move out with Craig, but felt sorry for her mother.
After a year though she regretted not moving out since all her mother would do is spend time with Stephen and forget about her own daughter. It’s like her mother was a different person. (more…)

Let me describe her first. She is a woman of 61 years now. More beautiful than ever. If I had to choose a celebrity type look alike, It is a toss up between Michelle Lee and Susan Lucci. Seeing her with your own eyes, you would see a petite woman. 5′4 and hovers around 100 pounds. Her body is proportioned so perfectly, Da Vinci couldn’t get it right. She has olive skin. The kind that tans dark during the summer months. Her is hair, the feature I Love best, is thick, brunette, still shoulder length at her age, with curls scattered throughout. Moving down, my aunt’s neck is soft and her skin still tight. Petite shoulders that lead you to her beautiful 32a breasts. Small but look so good. Nipples that become erect from my breath. The skin around them cherry dark, not quite quarter size. To me they look perfect on her petite frame and sensitive to the touch. Working my way over her stomach, a stomach most women would envy, I come to her panties. They puff out in the front from her thick triangle of brunette pubic hair. So dark, the color bleeds through the cotton panties. A thick triangular crop of hair, but kept well. (more…)

“I feel a little strange about the way he massages me…” Kay, the mother, was getting ready for her bath, talking quietly with her husband Jim. He was behind her and she had been undressing. He was running his fingers down her bare back. He had showered and was now waiting for her to bathe and then join him for a hot adult sex scene in the bedroom. They stood outside the bathroom where the water was drawing in the bath and where, soon, she would call her son Sammy to come in and wash her back, then move to her bosom and slowly wash each breast, massaging them so that she became wet and hot, eager for the fucking with Jim.

“Do you enjoy it?” Jim asked, rubbing his hands over her bare ass.

“Hmmm, I do, that’s what bothers me.”

“It’s alright. It doesn’t bother me. Do you think about taking it further?”

“Hmm, yes, I want… want him to suck.”

“Oh, yea, that’s a turn-on, do it, do it. Let him suck his mom, and watch his little prick get hard.”

She was in the tub now and he waited on the bed, in the darkness of the bedroom. She had called Sammy and the washing had begun. He got up and quietly approached the bathroom door, left ajar.
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Even after twenty-odd years of marital bliss, I still find it hard to understand certain actions of my wife. I mean, first, she gets mad at me for having an affair with our daughter… then she storms at me for breaking up the affair. As if that is not enough, she complains that I am not being horny enough! And boy, did she blow her top when our daughter let it slip that we were using protection. And now, she is mad that……..
I guess it all began when I sold my Jag for a 1987 model Harley-Davidson, complete with the leather gear and helmets and stuff. Then again, nothing would have happened if I had not decided to pick up Lisa, our daughter, when she decided to move back in with us. To tell you the truth, one way or the other, I don’t care what really brought about the entire affair - I am glad something did, and that’s all I wonder about.

You would think that a twenty-one year old girl would want the privacy of an apartment away from home, away from the prying eyes and ears of her parents, just so that she wouldn’t have to worry about any fistfights if her boyfriend brought her home a couple of hours too late, and you are probably correct. However, Elizabeth, our daughter, decided that she would like nothing more than coming back to stay with her parents. (more…)

It was a rainy afternoon and I was hanging out in my parent’s basement. They were away on vacation to Bahamas for a week and I had the whole house to myself. I went in the kitchen to get some snacks a nice grilled cheese sandwich and some fruits to keep me for the night there was a nice movie playing on the TV. My uncle was supposed to come by to check if everything is alright and if I need anything. He was also supposed to pick up any mail. The night was rainy out it was dark and depressing outside yet a wetness that gave a damp heaviness to the house and intensified the smell of the basement. I was alone and lonely in the reddish basement. I was flipping through the channels and suddenly came by some porno which I proceeded to watch. I was wearing a little white skirt and a heavy t-shirt on top and no socks or anything. I got tempted to touch myself to I rolled myself onto my back opened my legs hanging off the sofa and slid my gentle hand to feel the moistness under my panties. I felt good in my own warmth and my own smells my little hairs came out from on top of where my underwear clinged over my hand and I felt nice stroking gently the tiny wet clit that arose from within the wetness. I love stroking myself I felt a pulsating beat going through my hand my arm my mound and my pubic bone. I felt the vibrations go all over me and each time, with each stroke got more and more intense. (more…)

This is probably a story that has happened many times in many different places. My sister Pollyanna who is about 10 months younger than me used to drive me crazy, she would run around the house in see through negligees, and even when she was wearing clothes I was going crazy, my hormones was raging, I was going on 15 and it was the summer of 96 I think. That summer we went on a bike trip to this really remote lake in the mountains. We got there around three all sweaty and really hot. Pollyanna got to the edge of the lake and decided to jump in, in her white tee shirt and black thong. Basically leaving nothing to the imagination. Her nipples poked through the material like little bullets from the cold water, her skin all goose pimply. I jumped into the water,

it was almost a belly flop except for the raging hard on in my shorts. I surfaced and gasped, damn it was cold. Pollyanna surfaced behind me and grabbed me from behind pressing her little tight nipples against my back. At this point I was so horny I almost exploded in shock. Pollyanna grabbed me with her legs and arms pressing her tight frame against my body and started rubbing her little pussy against my back. Again I was almost about to explode with excitement. I quickly turned her around and started to grind really hard against her tight pussy, we started to kiss really hard, her tongue and my tongue in a battle of erotic ectasy. I slid my shorts off and her underwear off and slowly pushed inside her tight pussy, she gasped…”Oh Carlos…no…don’t…” At this point we were so aroused from all of this pent up erotic energy, I finally pushed inside of her…”Oh Carlos don’t stop now…” (more…)

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I moved back home three months ago just because I got tired of living alone and wanted the company of my relatives. I live with my father, two male cousins and two uncles.

I have always had the fantasy of a man coming to me in the night and making love to me. Right now, that fantasy is even stronger, as I don’t have a man in my life.

At 35, I still have a tight slim body with nice but not overly large breasts, and a strong libido. In other words, I love sex. I work six days a week, so on Sunday, I like to sleep in which isn’t easy with an east facing window. To handle this problem I wear one of the sleeping masks on Saturday night. And late one Saturday night my fantasy came true.
It was very early Sunday morning when I drifted out of sleep and realized there was someone in the room with me, I couldn’t see who it was because of the sleeping mask I was wearing and somehow I didn’t really want to know. There was something familiar about the breathing but I couldn‘t identify who it was. Whether it was my dreamy state or something else, I felt comfortable and warm. (more…)

Ryan was busy chugging his big glass of orange juice when he felt a soft touch on his back. He turned and saw his little sister Natalie smiling up at him. She looked around cautiously and when she realized no one was in sight, she threw her arms around her brother and gave him a long wet kiss.
Their lips touched gently at first. Their mouths parted and their tongues caressed one another so erotically. Ryan didn’t want to break the kiss, but feared his parents were to talk into the kitchen anytime.
“Watch it baby, mom and dad could walk in and catch us committing incest,” Ryan warned his sister with a sweet smile.
Natalie kissed his cheek and then his swollen black eye. She blushed and backed away. She was wearing a black sweater and a blue and white plaid skirt with knee high black boots. “I’m sorry, I couldn’t help myself. I’m so in love with you.”
Ryan’s heart pounded. He had to admit that with just that one kiss, his sister had managed to give him a hard on. “I love you too Natalie.”
Just then the siblings parents walked in. Natalie quickly walked over to the fridge to get some orange juice and Ryan smiled nervously at his parents.
“You two are up early,” mom said. (more…)

I heard my mother and little sister Natalie talking in the living room that Friday afternoon. She was getting ready for her big date with Keith Reynolds, the captain of the wrestling team. At that time my sister had just turned 16 and was a sophomore and I just turned 18 and was a senior in high school. She was a cheerleader and very popular. I on the other hand was more into the academics but still had a good amount of friends.
“Oh sweetie you look beautiful. That Keith guy is going to drool when he sees you,” I heard my mother tell Natalie.
She giggled. “Oh Mom I’m so nervous! It’s my first date and I hope everything goes well.”
I laughed. “Just be sure he treats you good sis and keeps his lips to himself,” I added playfully.
She stuck her tongue out at me. “Whatever it’s not like you and Crystal don’t kiss.”
I scoffed and went back to reading my literature book. Crystal was my girlfriend at the time and she and I had been dating just a few months. It was almost close to prom time so all she would really talk about was the dress she was going to buy and where we were going for dinner just going on and on which I hated and tried to avoid. I was only going to the prom because she wanted to go. School dances and such were not really my thing.
“Doesn’t she look pretty?” My mom asked me.
I turned and my jaw almost hit the floor. Natalie looked gorgeous with her silky brown hair in curls and her green eyes glowing. She wore a spaghetti strap red and black dress which wasn’t too short and some black strap sandals. She looked really beautiful, I had to admit. The way she looked kind of made me worry more about her. I knew it wasn’t really my business to know if my sister was having sex or not after all I already had sex with Crystal and two other ex-girlfriends so who was I to judge? (more…)

My name is Crystal. I turned 12 yesterday. What a present
my daddy gave me! He says I’m a woman now!

I guess I should start at the beginning. Dad used to call me his `little
horn-dog’ when I was six. He says it really started when I was 2 or so,
and he and mom would catch me in the bathtub rubbing this little spot on
my pussy which felt really good, you know. Oh. Maybe you don’t know.

If they only knew. It wasn’t just in the bathtub. My favorite place was
in bed at night so no one could see. It felt really good when I rubbed
outside my panties and my finger could slide up and down the material
real easy. It was fun to make my legs twitch with my finger, it felt so
cool!

I didn’t get an orgasm until I was six. Dad used to call it a `warm
feeling’. Wait I’m getting ahead of myself. (more…)

I always hear the term “dirty old man” referring to a lot of older men that gawk at pretty young girls. Well, no one ever really mentions “dirty old woman” although there are a lot of us out there. I am one of them myself. Here is my dirty little tale.

It was that one summer that changed everything. My husband had died earlier that year and I was left alone in our small country home. My daughter Caroline had just met a wonderful young man whom she would be marrying. Caroline had a very hard youth.

She’d gotten pregnant at the very young age of 18 and the boy who’d gotten her pregnant wanted nothing to do with her. My husband Dan and I were upset just like any parent would be but we stood behind our daughter one hundred percent since we had Caroline when I was only 19. We both helped her raise her beautiful son, our wonderful grandson Luke. (more…)

It was damn hot on this, the second day of our trip, and I don’t think that any of us were enjoying the travel. Dad, Mom and I were going almost right across the country so as Dad could take up a relieving managers position brought about by illness. Initially the plan was for him to fly and live in hotel accommodation but as it would probably last for almost 6 months we decided to go as a family, enabling Mom and I to experience of quite different culture and living style.
We had departed late yesterday, it having taken quite a while to pack the small trailer and the station-wagon, and we spent the night in a roadside motel before making an early start this morning. Dad did all the driving and Mom naturally claimed the front seat leaving me crammed in the back with the overflow of clothes and stuff. It was mid-afternoon, about 2 hours after we had a lunch-break at a truck-stop, and Mom was obviously feeling the after-effects of her meal and the heat. She was lolling back in her seat, asleep, one leg propped up on the transmission tunnel and the other stretched out. She wasn’t actually snoring but I wouldn’t have been too surprised if she started, as she seemed to be sleeping so soundly. (more…)

With the old man sitting on one side of my daughter and myself sitting on the other side of her, she couldn’t do anything that the two of us wouldn’d be able to see. The old man had his eyes looking down her blouse, even as we all said who we were.
You are a blesed man to have such a pretty young lady to take to dinner with you, he said to me. Thank you I told him as I also said, yes my little girl is beautiful and is such a joy to look at. Oh daddy, Debbie said. She leaned over to give me a kiss on my cheek, when she whispered to me, I like the way he is looking at me daddy. You should give him something more to look at honey, I told her.
Straightening herself back up she scooted down a bit which made her skirt rise up her legs. You could almost see her cute little pussy, but not quite. The old guy began to talk to Debbie, askeing her about school and stuff like that. As he talked to her his eyes were looking between her legs trying to look for her pussy. With his eyes glued between her legs I slid my hand down and pulled her skirt up enought to let him see what he wanted.
I looked up at him and said, do you like it? He stumbled on his words saying, I, um, ah, oh yes. I told him that I like it when someone wants to look at my little girl. She really likes it too, I finished. (more…)

It all started so innocently, it always does. I was never close with my sister Lessie, her real name is Leslie but I have always called her Lessie since I was a kid. Lessie likes that names and uses it in school. Lessie is seventeen year old short 5′1″ 112 pound, blonde girl with a rounded build, D cup breasts and is a little chunky and guys in High School like only perfect girls. Lessie has great blond hair like but she wears it up usually.
Our parents are both executives at the Z-tech group of companies and arrive home late and are always at the Country Club or out for business dinners at fancy places. Lessie and I have never been close like some kids and have our own lives. I was talking about going to a school dance and mom suggested that lessie would teach me to dance. Lessie looked pained but agreed to do it.
Our first lesson involved learning simple steps and Lessie was being so nice and I was so slow in learning to dance fast. Our lessons continued daily and Lessie was always sweet. The main thing I did was get a hard on looking at Lessie showing me how to dance. She would repeat a step and twist as she moved in such a sexy way, her large breasts fascinated me. Her boobs had a power of me but I keep silent. (more…)