Hello there. My name is prajwal(changed). I am 20 years old. I have read a lot of incest stories on here and decided it was time I shared mine with the world. This is my first go at expressing myself through words,so let the judging be mild. Also,if you're expecting to read just hardcore erotica then you might not like it much. It\'s my complete experience with my angel of a cousin.let me tell you a little about my cousin first. Her nickname is Gucci . She's the most gorgeous girl I have ever seen and she\'s 3 years older than me . She has the most serene face. The perfect eyes. Luscious full lips. Now let\'s look at her body. She\'s about five feet eight inches tall. She\'s a bit on the slim side. But she has big round voluptuous breasts. my God, just thinking of them gets me hard. She has endless legs. And that ass. My God that ass is heavenly . That being said,let\'s begin.. My summer vacation had just started. And I was absolutely exhausted because my puc exams had just finished. And if youre from a middle class family then it\'s more hectic.but they were troubled of my past. But not my only troubles. For now I had to face the monster that was cet. My parents announced they were going out for the day. My mom said \"where will you be?\" I said I\'d go to Guccis house and study there. She agreed and I departed with them.Gucci s house was about five minutes from mine by car. My parents dropped me off and left. I quickly ascended the stairs and rung the doorbell. My aunt …
The Barbie Lez Fantasies – Week 42: Incest (Part 2)
Author's Note 1: These short fantasies started off as weekly mini-stories for my readers, but the newsletter was shut down because autoresponders do not accept adult content. I thus decided to publish these fantasies for free for my readers to enjoy. It is meant to entertain, so please do not leave hateful comments if everything is not perfect. I am only human after all. Author’s Note 2: Although this fantasy can be read independently, it was written as part of a series. For full enjoyment, please read “The Barbie Lez Fantasies: Week 1-41”. *** Have you ever had one of those fantasies? You know, the ones that feel so real you begin to wonder if you are actually imagining them. Well, I do… because I have them all the time! Sometimes, they turn into a story, but mostly they remain trapped inside my brain. That is, until now… When I woke up, I experienced a moment of confusion. Had everything that had happened between my cousin and I been true? It was. At least, the sleeping in the same bed part. The incestuous sex part had been nothing more than a fantasy. Still, the sight of my beautiful cousin asleep at my side brought arousal back to my body. After spending a few seconds watching her sleep, I realized just how creepy it was and decided to get up. A few minutes later, I was heading down the stairs. It was still early, so no one else was awake. Or so I thought until I decided to step out onto the balcony for a little fresh air. “Oh my god!” I gasped when I noticed someone …
An Incest Birthday Chapter 26
This chapter has a lot of talking, so it might be a little boring to some, but all the talking is necessary to set up for the finale. I spent another two weeks in the hospital after the doctor told me of my miraculous recovery, two more weeks of rank food, boring days, and lonely nights in that room. The only upside besides visiting hours was that I had my phone, so I could video chat Rita every day. Ashley even came in after visiting hours on some days to keep me company, she most likely paid off the staff, but it was still a nice gesture that she made the effort to come see me. I went through countless tests, sleepless nights, and tons of other hospital stuff, but it was all worth it in the end, because the day finally came when I was able to go home. Since I was leaving that day, the doc let everyone come in early to get me. I was up early and by time everyone got there I’d already showered (washed up in the sink), packed all my stuff up and cleaned the room of any evidence I was in there, the only thing I had left to do was sign the papers. Everyone showed up except mom, who was at home making me a big welcome home breakfast as I was told. “Ok, everything is all go here, all the tests are done and submitted. Once you sign the release papers, I’ll release Randy with a clean bill of health,” Dr. Garrett said entering the room. I couldn’t sign the papers fast enough. I grabbed a pen and signed everything as fast as he flipped the page around, but dad took his time in an …
The Barbie Lez Fantasies – Week 41: Incest (Part 1)
Author's Note 1: These short fantasies started off as weekly mini-stories for my readers, but the newsletter was shut down because autoresponders do not accept adult content. I thus decided to publish these fantasies for free for my readers to enjoy. It is meant to entertain, so please do not leave hateful comments if everything is not perfect. I am only human after all. Author’s Note 2: Although this fantasy can be read independently, it was written as part of a series. For full enjoyment, please read “The Barbie Lez Fantasies: Week 1-40”. *** Have you ever had one of those fantasies? You know, the ones that feel so real you begin to wonder if you are actually imagining them. Well, I do… because I have them all the time! Sometimes, they turn into a story, but mostly they remain trapped inside my brain. That is, until now… Family gatherings. Sometimes they are awesome. Sometimes they suck. It all depends on the family. Luckily, my family is pretty cool. And even luckier, a few of them are actually quite hot. Of course, I had always managed to keep my perverse urges in check. But the thing is, it was the first family gathering since I had become an erotica author. And as some of you may know, when you spend most of your time working on one particular thing, it becomes hard to think of anything else. Because of this, that particular family gathering would turn out to be the most perverse to date. At least in my head… I had hitched a ride with my sister and her boyfriend and …
Best Present Ever: Bitch Sister
Best Present Ever: Bitch Sister Note 1: A special thank you goes to the great people who read my story in advance and give me suggestions and point out errors (Julia…you will always be my pet and Greg…who has sparked a few new ideas for me). Note 3: As always, a special thank you goes to Estragon for his copy editing. You are a blessing!!! 1. PROLOGUE: HOME FOR CHRISTMAS My sister was a pain in the ass. She always had been and probably always would have been if she hadn't become my personal slut. For my whole life, I have had to deal with the fact that my sister was incredibly hot. Now it wasn't that I didn't know she was pretty, but I didn't see her that way for two reasons: 1. She was my sister and incest was morally wrong. 2. She was easily one of the most shallow and bitchiest girls I had ever known. While she got the looks, I got the brains. I graduated high school at sixteen and at twenty was in my last year of my college degree. Unfortunately, being smart doesn’t get you the chicks and I was a twenty-year-old virgin. I wasn't hideous looking; I was just the epitome of average. Yet, even though I could debate eloquently and with a vengeance, when I was face to face with a girl in a non-academic setting, my brain became mush and I became verbally impotent. That brings me to Christmas 2011. I came home from Harvard as I usually did during my Christmas break. Also, as usual, my younger sister, who just turned eighteen a couple weeks ago, razzed me, the moment she …
Polyjuice potion and the squib part 5 brittney joins in
Part 5 of the series so far. Please read previous chapters for background. Enjoy. ***************************************************************************** *****Polyjuice Potion and the squib chapter 5 Brittney Joins In******* ***************************************************************************** It was a week or two later before my next sexual experience opportunity presented itself. Mum and Brittney had been home for nearly 2 weeks and Brittney was home for the holidays. I had stayed home while she went shopping with her friends. I decided to make use of my time beating off to my movies I had made of sarah on my PC. What happened next caught me completely off guard… I was right in the middle of a scene where sarah and I were having sex, Headphones on, Meat in hand, giving it a good hammer. I was humping the heck out of Sarah on the monitor and was almost ready to cum when I saw a movement in my peripheral vision. I stopped the video and whirled around to see Brittney standing in the doorway to my room, her face aghast… I ripped the headphones off to hear what she was obviously about to say. "What the hell are you watching?"she demanded, brusquely. "And will you cover yourself, PLEASE!" I tried to collect myself. I popped my penis back into my trousers and pondered how long she had been standing there for and how much she had seen. "Don't you ever remember to knock? I was doing something private. Its quite normal actually." I responded, matter of factly. …
The Satans Child
Preface: Obviously the story is fictitious and related to incest, that of a son raping his mother. For those who think its taboo, should not read it. Kindly note that English isn't my first language; hence this is my first and best attempt to convert my thoughts into words. Opinions, comments, brickbats, are all welcome . My mom, Ramya had given birth to me when she was only 19. My father left us, when I was 12. They had regular fights; my aunt once disclosed that my father couldn't bear my mom, as she kept deriding his sexual needs. As a result, my father had to marry his secretary. So in my mind, I had always blamed mom for the separation, holding her responsible for the reason I couldn't see my father ever again. Mom worked as a secretary in a law firm. Her daily routine was making breakfast and dinner for both of us. There was hardly much communication between us, she was an alcoholic and periodical nagger. She's now 40, 5 ft 5" and weighs roughly 120 pounds. I'm close to 6 ft, weighed 165 pounds, and had the looks and physique of my father. No one knew that I had a great sexual libido (like that of my father). Though a virgin, I believe I had learned enough about sex from the Internet and few of my friends. Like them, I too masturbated almost daily. I lacked in confidence, hence had never dated anyone. This probably was the reason of my sexual frustration, since I hadn't fucked any one yet. Today happened to be my 21st birthday, mom seems to have forgotten or probably …
Five or Six Big Gulps for Mom
Five or Six Big Gulps for Mom It took about five or six big gulps for Mom to swallow my entire load. It seems like the more I have sex with her, the more cum my nuts produce… which is fine with both of us. Our incest started a little over two years ago, right after I started high school. She was thirty-six and I was fifteen at the time. The first time, was purely MY taking advantage of the perfect opportunity…… Of course, as a horny fifteen year old boy, my dick stayed hard all the time. The memory on my desktop computer was almost to capacity with porn I had downloaded. Most of it was commercial porn, but I was able to find a few videos of boys and girls that I knew from school. Most of the girls had no idea they were doing blow jobs and being fucked on camera. The ones who did know always put on a big show. Needless to say, my little trash can stayed full of cum filled Kleenexes. I knew my Mom and Dad only had sex on Friday nights. Helloooo… you could hear Mom all over the house. I often wondered why she was so vocal, and what her cunt looked like. Mom and son videos were always some of my favorites, on the internet, and it always seemed like mothers usually preferred their son’s sex sessions over their husband’s. I had no doubt that most of the players in porn videos were actors, but the more I watched, the more I wondered about Mom’s body. One Friday afternoon, I got a text from Dad, “Mom must be on the phone, tell her Dave can’t come in tonight, so I’ll be working a …
Seans Story: Chapter 1
Disclaimer: This story is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents either are the product of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously, and any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, events, or locations is entirely coincidental. This story contains sexual activity between minors, male/male sexual contact, and other types of lesser sexual activity. By continuing on to the story you affirm that you are of legal age to read this material and that this material is legal at your present location. Now that that’s out of the way I’d like to say that this is a prequel of sorts to the Not So Little Brother Series that I have already written. If you have not read that you may, or may not, choose to do so. It can be found here: http://nifty.org/nifty/gay/incest/not-so-little-brother/. Knowledge of that series is not necessary for understanding of this one. Also, if you’re only interested in sex you’ll want to start on chapter 4. Regardless, enjoy and, as always, feedback is appreciated. Sean’s Story Chapter 1: Beginnings I knew I was gay from the very beginnings of me entering puberty. I was somewhat precocious and started when I was 11 years old. I was a little earlier than most of my friends but I soon realized I was different. The other guys would talk about girls, tits, pussy, and what they would do if they could get their hands on any combination of the three. It was clear what they wanted. And they talked about their dicks. Teenage boys …
Altar Boys
I saw the nanny, whom we called aunt Mercy, too, ravished by a Centaurus in a dream one night. Her brother had said during dinner earlier that evening that it's possible to genetically engineer a hybrid out of a man and horse, but that the myth surpassed the reality as it'd probably be a sorry creature, neither beast nor man; neither full animal strength nor man's sad case of reason. "If anyone is to blame, is reason. Since then, we're lost." Lucid dreaming, I remember him saying that and more, as I stood by the door dividing the two dimensions. In one of the rooms, behind me, was a memory of an event past, talk of science fiction and deplorable human/horse hybrid (a Centaurus is a mythological creature, composed of a half upper body human and a lower horse body, the mixture of man and horse; in order to breed such a beast, a woman and a horse, or a mare and a man are needed) and the other, the lucid dreaming of an adulterous nanny, whom we later in life referred to as "aunt", perhaps as a precaution to other people's sensibilities or to avoid social embarrassment. Aunt Mercy ran her own scheme of life, fucked her brother for years, lived with him more as a concubine than a sister, had an abortion once by another man. That subject was taboo, no one would dare bring up. It nearly destroyed their relationship, she didn't want to terminate the pregnancy but her brother was so adamant. I thought it'd irreparably destroy their relationship. Either way, one would reason, an …