Category: Incest/Taboo

Elspeth swept her hands down over the sodden skirt of her beach dress and began to stroll towards the cabin. She watched as Guy swam to keep pace with her slow, reflective progress, her course meandering in and out of the soft tumble of the surf. She would gaze his way, but she would not give voice to what she […]

“Honey, we are here now…all four of us.” I just picked up our daughter Nina from the bus station, and we just lay eyes on my darling wife, sitting in the living room…all four of us. Well, that is not quite accurate; two of us could see her for sure. That’s my daughter and me…the baby sleeping in her arms […]

“Oh God Yes-s-s-s-s-s-s-s-s daddy,” Kleofia(pronounced “Klee-oh-fee-ya) lustfully purred with delight as she rode Paul’s rigid hard cock moving methodically and slowly up and down on Paul’s 9-inch rock hard pulsating tool as Kleofia’s newly shaven sweet and oh so perfectly pink pussy gripped the sides of her daddy’s hard tool.

My husband Tom wasn’t home when our son Greg and his new girlfriend of two months came over during spring break. Lori was nice and we got along great. That night on my way back from getting a drink of water, I passed the guest room where they were staying and stopped in my tracks at the noise coming from […]

Melanie knew that Alain would again be working late; her studious nephew had his final exams to complete and with that he would soon be gone from the University of Caen; her lodger of some three years out of her sight, but not her mind. Her home would be emptier, the sound of his laughter, his choice of music, their […]

Let’s see, I’ve started typing this out on the laptop at home with the intention of writing a debut novel — I’ll throw out a few ideas as they come to me and see if I can’t come up with something vaguely appealing — hah! I’m sorry, but this sounds so ridiculous even as I’m typing it in. I mean […]

It did not seem true, yet the big day had arrived, my eighteenth birthday. Wow, to be of age, a great thing; but it had its pros and cons. Despite a certain independence, the fateful responsibilities would have also arrived. I live with my mother, just the two of us. My father had left years ago; he had not been […]

Hello, all… My name is Frank Stouffer. My story begins when my mom remarried and we moved into her new husband’s house– in my junior year of high school… His son John and I are almost the same age, but I’d stayed back a year in grade school. I think I looked up to him more than most younger siblings […]

Sandy was sitting with her dorm mates at a long table over another mediocre lunch in the dining hall. She was a twenty year old college junior. Their all-girl dorm — it was the 1960s — ate their meals together in one large room.

My name is Robbie Johnson. Sean and I live in a Chicago suburb with our mom; we’re both seniors now at Eastern High. Mom had sent Sean off to a private school at the beginning of the school year because she wanted to separate us– we’re identical twins, so I guess it’s understandable that she thought it would do us […]