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[The dating apps are fully gone 🙂↕️ time to grow my blog with gross shit and find women the old fashioned way — through tumblr]
C/W: Incest
It's pretty sick but what if I raised my daughter with porn? If I taught her to edge her pretty little cunny to vile, degrading pornography. What if I taught her that it was okay, encouraged even, to sit on the living room or on mommy and daddy's bed, spread her legs and edge that needy, desperate little fuckhole to gross, misogynistic porn?
That would be so, so nasty, wouldn't it?
God, at school she'd be the perfect picture of innocence but as soon as she'd come home, she'd greet her mother with a kiss, sit herself down on the couch and immediately start scrolling for something gross to get off to. Jesus, I hope she'd still be there by the time I get home. I'd kiss my wife as soon as I get back, slapping her ass as she cooks dinner, before walking into the living room.
God, I'd watch my daughter's ass shift under her skirt, her pretty fingers buried in that tight, teenage cunt. Listening to those moans would make so fucking hard, I'd... I'd have to take her there and then. So instead of a kiss to say hello, she'd feel her dad's strong hands holding her down and his thick, stiff cock pushing into her tight, wet cunt.
Jesus, instead of asking how her day at school went, I'd ask my kid what sort of porn she's watching. Jesus, could you imagine that? The sounds of the couch squeaking with every fucking thrust as she groans. Softly cursing under her breath as her mother saunters in. She and I would have a chat about work for a while, even as my dick stretches out our baby girl's tight fucking cunny. Even as our daughter melts under me.
And just before she'd leave to go back again, she'd smile sweetly, leaning into to make out with our kid sloppily. Her eyes grinning at me as our daughter melts into the kiss, her tongue dominated by her mother's. Faster and faster I'd fuck the shit out of our girl in response, the nasty, lewd sight of a mother and daughter making out turning me on more. With a slight smirk and a quick grope of our kid's tits, she'd walk back to the kitchen.
God, I'd just have to pour my load into my daughter's womb there and then. Holding her down as the sounds of some slutty fucking pornstar moans off her phone, before flooding her teenage cunt with sticky, icky cum.
your granddad calling you over to sit in his lap when you're still a teenager. you feel weird about it, you barely know the man. he had kicked your mom out when she got pregnant with you as a teen and it was only recently he'd reached out to you, inviting you and your mom to a family get together for the first time in your life. you were surprised when he answered the door. you never grew up with grandparents, but in your mind he should have looked so much older. it even crossed your mind for a brief moment that he was handsome, even though he was going grey at the temples.
you obey, walking over and sitting on his lap, even though you get a funny feeling in your tummy when he wraps his hands around your waist. it's long after dinner and you can smell the alcohol on his breath as you listen to the faint voices of the rest of your family on the other side of his large house. you hadn't realized just how well off your mom's family was, it was always just the two of you trying to make ends meet. his expensive clothing and home and furniture start to make you a bit nervous, your heart raises thinking about just how much power your own granddad has. the idea that it could all be shared with you.
"you've grown into such a beautiful girl," he whispers in your ear, "you look so much more... mature than your mother did when she was your age." you can't help but giggle, his deep voice causing you to blush.
"it's been so long since i had a pretty young thing in my lap," his hands trail down your bare thighs, teasing along the hem of your little summer dress. "an old man like me isn't turning heads like i did back when i was young."
"but you're still so handsome!" you exclaim naively. "i don't think you're old!"
he laughs, his nose brushing against your ear as he breathes you in. "be a good girl for me, sweetheart. do that for me and i'll take care of you. you'll do that for me, won't you?" your eyes widen, but you nod, pressing your lips together as his hand moves up to squeeze your waist, his other trailing up to cup your breast.
you press your thighs together as he slips your dress down, exposing your breasts. his big, rough hands grope your breasts, tease and flick over your nipples. you throw your head back against his shoulder as the old man introduces you to new pleasures. he praises you, telling you how good you're being for him. how safe you are in his hands, that if you stay just like this, he'll give you whatever you'd like.
he grabs you by one hip and encourages you to grind down on his lap. you're blushing all over feeling how big your own grandad feels against your ass. he pulls your panties to the side, circling his fingers around your clit until you're whining for him. he teases one finger inside you, alternating between teasing your clit and fingering your hole. you blush as he praises how tight you are, that he knew you were still just a sweet, innocent little thing. that you're so good for saving yourself. grandad holding your mouth closed as you cum hard around his finger.
he spins you around so you're straddling his lap and kisses you as you come down from your orgasm. he gives you a moment to catch your breath before he's zipping his pants, taking his big cock out. you look at him in panic, telling him you've never done this before, that you think he's too big. he just laughs, shushing you and takes your hands, telling you to just touch him. that he'll teach you what to do. brushing your fingers along his cock, squeezing the head, licking your palm and pumping it. grandad muttering curses between telling you how good you're doing as he turns his attention back to groping your breasts.
eventually gaining confidence, pumping his cock with both your spit slick hands, bouncing on his thigh while sits back and watches you. while he tells you all about how he's going to change your life. how you're his girl now. grandad grabbing the back of your neck and kissing you hard as he cums all over your fingers.
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"That's what you said about anal and I couldn't sit right for three days."
"But this is natural. This is how God intended it."
"Don't bring God into this!"
He's on top of you already, which isn't fair, because his weight on you does something to your decision-making that you've never been able to explain to anyone. His hips are between your thighs. He's pressing right there, with just the thin cotton of your panties between his cock and your soaked pussy, and every time he shifts you can feel the whole length of him drag against you. Your resolve can’t take much more.
"I'll pull out," he says. "I swear on my life."
"You swear on your life a whole lot."
"And I'm still here. That has to mean something." He props himself up on one arm, looks you dead in the eyes. Completely serious. "I am discipline personified. You have never met a man with more self-control than me."
"You ate an entire sleeve of Oreos in bed last night."
"It’s different. That was emotional. This is physical. I am a fortress."
You're laughing now, which is a problem because when you laugh your body loosens up and he can feel that. His hips roll against you and the laugh catches in your throat and becomes something else entirely.
"I just want to feel you," he says, and his voice has dropped now, the joking gone out of it. "For real. Not through some filter. Condoms are like trying to see you with my eyes closed. I want to actually know what you feel like when you're wet for me."
Your breath stutters. Goddammit.
"Just the tip," he says.
"Nobody in the history of the world has ever meant just the tip."
"I mean it."
"You don't."
"I do." He reaches between you and pushes your underwear to the side and you feel the head of his cock slide against you, bare, skin on skin, and your hips buck up before you can stop them.
"See?" His voice is strained. "Just this. I'm not even inside you and you're already begging for it."
He's running the tip through your folds, dragging through the wetness there, nudging your clit on every pass. Your fingers are digging into his shoulders and you can feel every ridge of him, every vein, the heat of him so different without the barrier. You understand in this moment exactly what he was talking about because ... Oh, that's what he feels like.
"Say yes," he murmurs against your neck. "Just for a minute. I'll pull out. I promise."
And you are so tired of fighting something you stopped wanting to fight three minutes ago.
"If you don't pull out I'll kill you."
"I swore on my life, babe."
He pushes in.
The sound you make is obscene. It's involuntary, pulled from somewhere deep in your chest, because the feeling of him bare inside you is so different it doesn't even register as the same act. Every inch of him is vivid. You can feel the way your walls stretch to take him, can feel the heat of his skin against yours with nothing between you. He sinks in slow, achingly slow, his forehead pressed against yours, his breath ragged against your lips.
"Fuck," he says. Just that. Like the word fell out of him.
He starts to move. Slow. Careful. Controlled. The fortress, doing his best. Short strokes, shallow, like he's rationing himself. His arms are braced on either side of your head and his jaw is tight and you can see the effort it's costing him to hold back. Something about that, the visible restraint, the way his whole body is taut with the discipline of not giving in, makes you wetter than any of the actual fucking.
"Okay," he breathes. "Okay. This is fine. I've got this. I'm in control."
He is not in control.
You can feel the exact moment it shifts. His hips snap forward, harder than he meant to, and he buries himself all the way. You both groan, and his hands grab your wrists and pin them above your head. His pace changes. No more shallow strokes. No more careful. He's pulling almost all the way out and driving back in deep and your ankles lock behind his back on instinct.
"Fuck. Baby. Fuck." His voice is wrecked. "You feel so good. You feel so fucking good. I can't think."
"You said you'd pull out."
"I know."
"You~nghh~you promised." It’s getting hard to talk as he fucks the words out of you.
"I know. I know I did." He's not slowing down. If anything he's going harder, pinning your wrists tighter, his hips slamming into yours with a force that scoots you up the mattress. "I'm going to. I will. Just not yet. Give me one more minute."
The minute passes. He doesn't pull out. You didn't think he would.
His face is buried in your neck and his grip on your wrists has gone vice-tight. You can feel him thickening inside you, getting harder, that telltale throb that means he's close, and he starts apologizing between thrusts.
"I'm sorry. I'm sorry, baby, I can't. You feel too good. I tried."
You want to be mad but you can't because he’s so, so deep. So deep that your thoughts dissolve, and every thrust pushes a sound out of you that you can't control. Your legs are shaking. He's everywhere. Inside you, on top of you, his weight pinning you on the bed, his breath hot against your throat.
"I'm gunna cum, baby" he says, and it's not a question anymore. Not a negotiation. "I have to. I'm sorry. Don't kill me."
"You're~ahh~a fucking~~hah~liar."
His hand slides between your bodies and his thumb finds your clit and starts rubbing in fast, tight circles. The combination of that pressure — coupled with the stretch of him bare inside you — is so much that your vision blurs. You can feel it building at the base of your spine like a wave pulling back from the shore.
"Just cum with me, babe" he says. "You know your pussy is too good. You can’t blame me..."
You try to argue but his thumb presses your clit harder, and his cock drives in deeper, and then you break. Your walls clamp down on him as you cum. Then you feel it, the moment he lets go too, the hot rush of him spilling inside you in long, heavy ropes. He groans into your neck and his hips stutter and jerk as he empties himself into you.
…
…
…
Stillness. Both of you panting. Him still inside, receding slowly, the mess of him leaking out around the base of his cock.
He lifts his head. Looks at you. Has the audacity to grin.
"See? That was worth it."
"You are in so much trouble."
"Was it good though?"
You don't answer. Your silence is damning enough.
He kisses your forehead. Stays inside you. Doesn't even have the decency to look sorry about it. You close your eyes. Your body is still buzzing, still clenching around him in lazy aftershocks.
Putting my baby sis on my lap, completely naked while I’m fully clothed so I can m0lest her without any stupid clothing in the way. Looking down at her with a big grin as I make fun of her for getting wet even though she keeps yelling for me to stop. Poor baby sis is just confused. I know she fucking loves all the nasty things I’m doing to her.
Older brother who lets you live with him when you go to university in the same city. His possessive behaviour coming out, telling you you can't have boys coming around, nagging you about coming home from school or work immediately. His weird behaviour increasing now your parents aren't around to regulate and mitigate it. He walks around the house shirtless, in sweats or boxers, always noticing how awkward you get. Doing things that make it seem like he's trying to make you jealous—how come he gets to have his hookups over and flaunting them in front of you? When you confront him, threatening to move out, he snaps, obsession in full force as he grabs you, spins you around and pushes your front down to the table, scolding you for your temper tantrum as he yanks your pants down. Keeping his palm pressed between your shoulder blades as he's reminding you how much you need him, how you'd be lost and homeless without him, how he's not gonna let his baby sister leave that easily. You're just a kid still, you don't know any better, he'll teach you. He'll "forgive your outburst this time, but big brother just needs something from you first," as he slides the tip of his dick against your cunt. He knows you need this just as much as him, "no need to keep wanting to bring boys around to make me jealous anymore, let's both be done with this game, big brother's all yours now."
consider: big brother sneaking into your room late at night n slowly rubbing your clit til you're nice and wet for him. you wake up with his fingers in your pussy. he softly shushes you and covers your mouth. "you weren't supposed to wake up, but that's okay, you can handle it, right?"
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yes omg!! >.< this is so hot
anything about sneaking into bed with sister/daughter is superrr sexi :3
currently fantasizing about my big brother being nice for once and inviting me into his room to drink while mom and dad are away for the weekend. cheap, shitty vodka he stole, almost certainly, the smell making my nose wrinkle (which he won’t miss an opportunity to make fun of me for). he was even nice enough to get me my own bottle! mine is a little more foggy than his, but he insists it’s nothing and to quit bitching about it.
weirdly, i thought i could hold my liquor pretty well, but it’s making me so much dizzier than usual. i can’t even hold my controller properly while we’re playing video games on his bedroom tv, it’s getting harder to talk and my limbs feel heavier by the second. “such a lightweight,” he teases, his hand snaking up from my knee to my upper thigh, slowly inching his fingers towards my panties, “maybe you should slow down. take it easy, kiddo.”
it’s a blur from there, and i’m nearly certain i’ve passed out and had a nightmare. small glimpses of my brother hovering over me, face flushed and desperate as he pounds his cock into my poor unprepared hole. i’m unable to move, not quite awake, not quite asleep. a nightmare, i’m sure of it, even if deep down it makes my stomach flutter and my heartbeat pulsate through every vein in my body.
his hand on my throat, then grabbing my mouth and smacking me around, squeezing my tits, grabbing anywhere he damn well pleases while i can’t fight back.
by the time the nightmare is over and i’ve woken up, my hands are tied to his headboard, underwear soaked in a mixture of our cum, and the illusion is shattered. before i can cry, the bottle is quickly pushed up to my lips, while he shushes me and pets my hair. “you’re doing such a good job, kid,” he coos, watching my eyes dart around the room in panic, “just be quiet and hold still for me, hm? you wouldn’t want to get your big bro in trouble, would you?”
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cute little sister that tries to avoid being in the same room as me because she knows I’m going to grope her tits… ugh stop whining you are sooo spoiled. I’m not even doing it that hard. this is what good little sisters are supposed to do!
Helping your drunk dad find his way to bed as gently and softly as you can knowing full well you're going to masturbate on the pillows next to him and molest him the minute you think he's in too deep to wake up
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