Incest sex stories

My name is James. A happily married, 42-year-old man. My wife is Emma. She is the same age as me. We got married at the age of 18 because she got pregnant. One thing led to another and our parents learned about it, and they didn’t want us to get rid of the child. Actually

As revealed in the previous part of this narrative, my daughter came to my room on the morning of her wedding day, got naked, lay down with me, we did lovely erotic foreplay, and I fucked her.There is no need to describe the wedding ceremony, beautiful, emotional, and exactly like all the weddings that take

NowPeter Balfour tied his horse to the hitching rail outside of his family’s small farmhouse and slapped his Stetson against his thigh to remove the dust. He watered the horse, took off the tack and led the animal to the barn. He was dirty, dry and tired; it had been a long day. He stretched

Note: The last chapter (Ch. 06) in the series The Saga of a Family was submitted in October 2003. It dealt with the initiation of incestuous sex between parents and their children. Even now, I keep receiving letters urging me to pick up on the story and “perhaps add a few more characters to spice

Marlene awoke very slowly, at first becoming conscious of subdued voices, then carefully opening one eye…then the other… The first image to greet her was that of Peter’s smiling face. He was lying beside her on the plush carpeting, gently stroking her hair and massaging her neck and shoulders.”Hi Peter…” she whispered, smiling at him.

Hi, my name is Skyler. I am nineteen years old and in love with my grandfather. Mom and I have lived with Grandpa since Grandma died ten years ago. Grandpa John loves his cars. He has always had fast, sleek, beautiful cars of all kinds.Living out in the sticks, there was nothing better to do

All characters are at least 18 years of age.Amy had now been married two months. Her husband, Johnny Larson, worked for his father, Ed Larson, selling real estate. Ed had built a successful real estate business from the ground up. He often would “flip” houses – buying dilapidated houses, fixing them up, and selling them

Loud moans, sounds of hard sex fill the house as Joe and Alexa sit.   Alexa rubs her hand up Joe’s smooth thigh, licking her lips. His skin soft, with no roughness. Her hand pushes under his lounge shorts, with her index finger she traces and tickled his balls. She continues to explore. Moving her hand up

Coach Johnson calls the plays!Thanks to all for all the comments! I truly appreciate them and please keep them coming.This is a tale of male-on-male sex with some non-consensual elements including forced feminization as a young man comes to terms with his evolving sexuality, so if that offends, please look elsewhere. WARNING! There are also

My fingers were still entwined in Elizabeth’s hair as she sat up.”I’m going to clean up!” she said abruptly standing up, my fingers accidentally pulling her hair.”Ok.” I said, my head laying back onto my pillow. I turned my head to see Elizabeth bending over to pick up her knickers and dress from the floor

My name is Mike and I want to tell you something that started to happen to me about 5 years ago with my daughter. Now at the time I was 45, 6’4″ with short brown hair, brown eyes, and an athletic build from going to the gym 3 nights a week. Now my daughter Mary

PREFACEThe following is a “true story of my imagination” and inspired by a thirty-second radio spot I heard on my way to work one day. In the spot, the radio station was giving away a trip for two to the Caribbean. The winner was a very sexy sounding woman with a husky voice, who could

This is an Incest story that I have split into two parts because the fairly short story makes a sudden change halfway in that some readers may not appreciate, hence the Book Two will be a bit different and will follow later.***Billy Hammond went down the hall to his mother’s room and paused at the

The next morning nothing was said or implied between my mother and I as we all got things together and prepared for the ship. Everything went smoothly as we boarded, wheeling her fiancé on-board via the lower decks thanks to his being wheelchair bound. We all settled in, then headed to grab some food for

In early summer when I was eighteen, I was still undecided on where I wanted to attend college, but I figured my interest in filmmaking, writing and acting was a good place to start, so I began researching schools which housed these possibilities yet didn’t require a scholarship or good grades to grace their hallways.I