Category: Incest/Taboo

I met my mother’s newest husband when I was 18… and OMG he was gorgeous. Halfway between my age and hers. I could hear them fucking at night and would masturbate. I knew I wanted him to take my virginity before I went to college. I started wearing less clothes around him, “accidentally” bending over in front of him in […]

Tobias didn’t know how it happened. Perhaps it started when they moved into Captain Dave’s house. The grizzled man was also a humble one, owning only a small cottage with an extra spare room. So naturally, Tobias and his sister were forced to share a room. But as these things go, the siblings were used to having their own rooms, […]

All characters over 18 years of age. This story is in English but uses Hindi/Urdu words. Do not read if you are not familiar with the language. Only bareback sex in my stories. This story has no condoms and all sex is bareback. There is prostitution in this story. This story has sex between father and daughter and other persona. […]

My mom was not too tech savvy, and basically just used her phone and computer for social media. She was a ditzy blonde, and completely obsessed with getting attention for social media. She constantly posted photos of herself in workout clothes, and bikinis, #hotmom. Granted, she looked great for her age, but it was taking over her life.

This is a two part story that centers on a father and daughter traveling together to check out a potential university for future enrollment; while, during the same timeframe, mother and son attend an out of town wedding together. Both of their stories go sideways when each pair become side tracked as they venture down their own sexual rabbit holes. […]

The nights are killing me. It’s hot. So fucking hot. I use my fan, but that’s not enough. Our central air conditioning doesn’t work at the moment, and instead of fixing it, Mom told us to suffer in silence after my older sister called her cheap for not getting on the phone with a repairman right away. I think my […]

It was just after Christmas when Crystal gathered the kids together, eighteen year old Bradley, nine year old Sophia, and four year old Billy to make an announcement. “Sometime in early January your Nana Jennie is going to be staying with us for a bit.”

OK. So, here I am. On my back, arms and legs trussed up like a turkey. Thankfully, there is a yoga mat under me, since I’m lying on the oak coffee table. I’m positioned so that my head is off one side, and my ass is hanging over the other side. Can’t talk right now, because Mark, my 18-year-old son, […]

The descendants of the Olivera family often gathered on the island and remembered those who had emigrated to the USA over a century ago. For many it was a highlight of the year, when the main house and its walled garden echoed with the shrill laughter of the youngest children. The family still living on the island would close the […]

“Gazing at the written world, seeing the elegant self-restraint that guards an inner decomposition, a biological decay until the last moment from the prying eyes of the world; that bilious, sensually disadvantaged ugliness that is able to kindle its smoldering fire into a pure flame and to even usurp the throne in the kingdom of beauty.”