incest stories and histories

PART TWO
*All characters in this story are over the age of 18, consenting, legal adults.*
**This story contains bisexual characters who share pleasure with individuals of multiple genders.**
Dylan heard his alarm go off, but didn't even have a chance to reach for it before the sound was silenced. His blanket was thrown of his body, and the bed bounced from another person joining him. He blinked his eyes to clear the sleepiness and groaned in a raspy voice, "Morning, Mom."...

Cassie pulled the big black SUV over onto the side of the road and turned off the engine. The stopping place was a favorite of hers, just a little dirt cutaway on a hilly section of road in their neighborhood, but it provided a beautiful view overlooking the rest of the town below. Immediately below them, stucco rooftops popped up among palm trees in serpentine patterns along meandering residential roads. Beyond that, downtown, with shopping centers and parking lots and office buildings, looming towers feat...

Thank you for reading my story, I hope that you enjoy it. Love Mica xx, Yorkshire England.
All email comments good or critical welcomed. Rude or abusive comments may result in blocking. Please note that I am a British female, and I write in British English and vernacular, so for me a fanny is the correct term for female genitalia, a pussy is a pet cat and the ass is a bum or arse....

My father passed away about four years ago. Shortly after that I helped Mom sell the house and buy into a nice 'active senior' project with lots of activities and social events. This helped her get over the loss and stay active socially and physically. She had a one-bedroom apartment with a living room, full kitchen and one and a half bathrooms. She's in pretty good shape and considerably younger than my dad was. I was born when she was nineteen, followed by a brother and two sisters. My siblings moved arou...

Chapter Three: Anam and Vikram's Night of Surrender
The Bandra West apartment sagged against Mumbai's humid sprawl, its cream sofas worn velvety smooth by time, threads frayed under the weight of sticky evenings. Teak coffee tables gleamed amber under a single lamp's faint glow, battling the thick darkness pressing at the windows. The air conditioner hummed, its cool breath clashing with the heat seeping through the glass, Mumbai's pulse a distant murmur. Anam Khan stumbled in, Suhail trailing behind, th...

This is a work of fiction. All characters involved in sex are over 18 years old.
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IT STARTED WITH MUM...

This story has elements of incest, domination, humiliation, and cuckolding. If you are uncomfortable with these themes, please read no further. This is a work of fiction. Fantasies allow us to explore things that would be harmful in our real lives. While enjoying this story, please remember to always treat others with kindness and respect....

This is a very slow-burn story with a softer-than-soft-femdom sort of vibe. I hope you enjoy! Whether you do or don't, I always appreciate feedback about what worked and what didn't (: All characters are over 18.

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My sister and I always got along pretty well. Charlie's 22, and I'm 18, so we were always juuust far enough apart in age that we didn't really get on each other's nerves at school or anything. But also we never really ran in the same circles, which helped too. She's always been mo...

I'd never been to Kayla and Kai's house before. To say I was impressed would be an understatement. Their home overlooks Los Angeles and has a spectacular view. The house itself is massive, made of some sort of flagstone or something, with a giant circular driveway.
I felt so small in my subcompact as I parked next to Kathy Anderson's Mercedes. Was this a mistake? Did I belong here? I opened the car door and stepped out. The fragrance of flowers filled my nose, and the sounds of birds filled my ears....

Molly is holding a little house party for her friends Nikki, Gemma and Hazel. (Gemma and Hazel are sisters.) The drinks are flowing, Hazel and Molly are in hysterics, locked in a drunken, joking snog, as they have done on few occasions in the past. All girls are straight, but have all kissed the same sex at one time or another....

*I want to thank everyone who has loved and supported this series. The entire book is completed, and more chapters will appear here for your enjoyment. The whole book is published through The Quivering Quill. It has added nude and lewd art. Please check my profile for more information. Any further support is welcomed! Thank you!!...

Sexy, & Shapely Whore, Jeanine, #09
After having threesome sex with his sister, Jeanine, and his mother, Audrey, Joey has threesome sex with his sister, and her best friend, Jodie.
Sexy, & Shapely Whore, Jeanine reviewed, revised, and rewritten and continued from #08:
With the women all talented cocksuckers, even though Jodie gave me as good of a blowjob as my sister, Jeanine, and my mother, Audrey, not wanting to cum yet, I pulled my cock out from Jodie's mouth. There was so much more that I wante...

Samantha had always known that she had no boundaries when it came to sex, at least since she lost her virginity to a 44-year-old associate vice president at her father's company during their annual family picnic when she was just shy of her 19th birthday.
It had been a clandestine affair in a dimly lit laboratory on top of an electronics bench. She had asked to see the lab just so they could have some privacy, and he was, as she suspected, more than willing to oblige her curiosity....

Paul Whitmore and his beloved wife, Whitney Jennings-Whitmore of Amarillo, Texas, are having a special day. The tall, silver-haired and blue-eyed Texan man and his tall, curvaceous, blonde-and-silver-haired, green-eyed wife are enjoying the company of their former foster daughter Anjali Shaji and her fiancé Suleiman Aboubacar. The curvy, Kerala-born young Indian-American woman and her tall, handsome African Muslim fiancé look great together. The two of them met at the University of Houston. Paul and Whitney...

To take one's lover to the heights of passion is like a hot air balloon ride. The journey of our lovers and siblings goes to new heights. Which incidentally also takes one to the depths of love.
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Jack
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Ten minutes before my alarm went off I woke up. My body clock does that. Carefully I got out of bed and turned off my alarm. I could see a faint outline of my naked sister in the blue light of phone chargers and appliances that insist one should see them all the time. I stretched...

My name is Lorelei Young. I'm twenty years old and graduated from high school when I was nineteen. I was the oldest student in my class. My mother held me back in kindergarten because she didn't think I was mature enough at five years old to attend school.
Being older than the other girls in school had some benefits. For example, in my senior year I was invited to a dance at a well-known military academy where I learned that twenty-year-old men in uniform weren't always well-behaved or concerned with mai...

Aunt Liz's Bitch Part 02.

Author Note: This story finishes with what some will see as a gay sex act between a teenage cross-dresser and her twenty-one-year-old male lover. If this would bother you, please read no more.

Chapter 1.

After my aunt had taken my virginity, our lives fell into a regular pattern. Every time I made an improvement in my transition from an effeminate young man to a pretty young woman, such as improving my voice to sound feminine, Liz would reward me with sex. Of c...

Cole strolled into the house at 3:15 to find his mother at the kitchen table, a cup of coffee in her hand, wrapped in her bathrobe. She had removed the lipstick. He immediately sensed that she was most definitely NOT okay.
"Mom?"
"Cole, honey. Sit down." She could smell the sweat through his clothes and noticed that he was in his typical workout clothes--T-shirt, sandals, baggy gym shorts. Kim took the next few minutes to relate her Chloe encounter to him....

The day after Granny passed, I took on the task of going through her phone book and calling anyone that I felt should know. Mum was busy dealing with the shock and her grief while trying to organise a funeral. The house felt oddly empty and so strange. The presence of Granny was all around us in everything we looked at and touched, yet what was missing was her. It was the little things, like the sound of her breath, her slightly strained laughter, or a cheeky comment here and there. It was her essence that ...

It was a sunny day.
Madelyn Dawson, a 37-year-old black-haired MILF, a mother of an 18-year-old son, and an English teacher by profession, was teaching in the classroom as always.
She was the kind of woman who could stop a man's heart with a glance, her flawless, porcelain-like skin, high cheekbones, and full lips painted a sexy picture that made men weak....

My name is Kaitlyn-Marie Swanson.
I go by Katie.
I just turned 18 last week. Same goes for my brother, Hunter. If you're following, that makes us twins. The fraternal kind.
And if you didn't know us, you would never guess that we were siblings.
Hunter is tall, blonde, tanned, and athletic. He's popular. He plays hockey in the winter and baseball during summer. He's in decent shape....

CHAPTER 15
"Can you tell me something I don't know?" Raphael asked.
Tinges of white feathers fluttered around the fountain. The petrified cherub stood motionless, gazing upon the flock of pigeons while it spewed a constant stream of water. Beneath its stone form, ripples distorted the bronze and silver omens at the pool's bottom, where the glittering coins lay....

Veena was 21 year old studying in standard XII (Second year junior college - Also called Grade 12). She was an under average student. It is already evident from the age and grade she has been able to reach. To get out of the school, she spent 2 years each for standard IX and standard X (Grade 9 and Grade 10). Even her first year junior college was two years. The problem was that being under average student all her life, barely passing at the lowest passing grades but as we all know the higher the standard, ...

It was a warm spring day. The sun was shining, the birds were chirping, and there was a gentle breeze blowing. I looked out in the backyard, and thought, "Today is going to be a great day"! Little did I know how much of an understatement that was!
I decided I was going to go outside and see what was going on, so I put on a pair of gym shorts, a t-shirt, and my socks and shoes. Out the front door I went, saw nothing and no one out front, not even our neighbors....

"Mu-um, Callum has eaten all of the pancakes again," I said in exactly the kind of sing-song, petulant voice that I knew would annoy him the most.
"You said you didn't want the last one," he replied angrily, pointing to my plate which still had half an uneaten waffle on it.
"I never said I didn't want it," I argued back. "I said I might want it if I was still hungry."...

Author's Note - 'Trevilan Chronicles' are unconnected short stories set in the same world as 'The Prince's Potion,' this one takes place around ten years later. Though not necessary, I strongly recommend reading those stories prior to this one. I realize my stories are not for everyone. If you're not interested in exaggerated sex organs, incest, inbreeding, and medieval/fantasy settings, this may not be for you. Thank you for the continued support and feedback!...

MEETING THE BROS. CH. 5

I loved single every minute I'd spent at my hubby's family compound.
Though I hated to leave, I knew it was time for Trevor and I to head back home. We had an apartment in the city, and we had work waiting for us, so I knew we couldn't stay there forever.
Though a part of me really wished we could have stayed. I'd just grown so accustomed to living with my hubby's five gorgeous brothers and their insatiable dad. Especially since they never wore any clothes, and just coul...

Thank you to Oldbroad76 for editing.
Mia paced around her living room, huffing as she held a phone to her head.
"When are you coming home?" Her mum moaned. "You've been gone for weeks now!"
Mia sighed and sat down on the one chair in her living room.
"Like you care when I come home." Mia shot back at her....

A fictional story with fictional characters that were 18 or older. It involves an absentee mother and an open-minded father and daughter in a close relationship. It fits, yet pushes the limits of what I consider the taboo part of this category. It is self-proofed and edited with software, so there will be some mistakes. If you can't handle that, I suggest you stop and go to a story by another author. I do hope you enjoy it as much as I did writing it....

Your dad was gone. He had to do some things that most people would describe as "illegal" to put food on the table. You knew it, your Mom knew it, everybody did. That's just how things were where you come from.
But what not everybody knew was that he was a man of honor. You'll always remember his motto: "Son, you have to do the right thing, even when others tell you otherwise". He always said it, but it actually acquired a new layer of meaning the moment he said it to you the day you turned 18....