Incest on the Beach With Mom
by ehollander
Mom and I encounter a strange girl on the beach. She has a misogyny kink. I end up fucking her and mom both.
Fetish: Green Mother
by Satya69
This story is about how a single-parent child discovers his fetish and unknowingly opened a pandora's box of excitement and guilt. The choices that led to a road to no return.
Family Corruption
by Satya69
The rules were simple. The consequences were not. When the daughter-in-law Su Yu suggest to a family game that night. She didn't expect to unleash a Pandora's Box of forbidden desires and long-buried secrets. In one night, the pristine image of the family shatters, revealing a web of complicated bonds and taboo arrangements that threaten to consume her. The game is over, but the real play for desire, passion, and survival has just begun..
Mother Seduces Son For Sex
by jackiebliss
All characters are over 18. She broke the kiss and gazed at me in shocked awe. She stuttered nervously, "You're...still...hard?" I shrugged casually and said, "It's okay. We'll get around to taking care of it." I gave her a knowing smile, but instead of being annoyed or mad, Mom blushed a deep red. Her lips trembled, as if she couldn't decide whether to frown or smile. She shyly averted her eyes and tried to hide her face under her hair. It was adorable how her lustful persona faded to reveal an adorably nervous and innocent woman. I smiled warmly, as I pushed her hair behind her ear, cupping her face in my hand. I leaned forward and gently brushed my lips against hers and then asked softly, "Did you like how you felt being fucked over the table and again on the bed?
Son's Domination: Corrupting Incest
by jackiebliss
All characters are over 18. The dusty road stretched out before me, each step bringing me closer to a home I'd only dreamed about for the past three years. At 22, I was no longer the boy who had left - the army had changed me, hardened me, but also made me achingly aware of what I'd left behind. As I crested the final hill, my heart leapt into my throat. There it was - my childhood home, bathed in the warm glow of the setting sun. And there, on the porch, were the two women who had occupied my thoughts during countless lonely nights. My mother, Jennifer, still radiant at 40, her golden hair cascading over her shoulders. And beside her, my sister Jacqueline, now 19 and blossoming into a beauty that rivaled our mother's. They both waved enthusiastically, their bodies swaying with excitement.