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mostly incest and varying levels of non/dubious consent

LONG:

Karly (father x daughter)

part 1 (x) part 2 (x)

Abigail (father x daughter)

(x)

Hannah (father x daughter)

(x)

Brittney (boss x maid)

(x)

Isabelle (brother x sister)

(x)

Lindsey (step-father x step-daughter + mom)

(x)

Sophie (brother x sister)

(x)

Bianca (sorority pledge x sorority donor )

(x)

Quinn (step-father x daughter x stranger)

(x)

Zaria (father x daughter)

(x)

SHORT:

Samantha (school girl x bus driver)

(x)

Generic second person

(x) (brother x sister)

consider it under consideration.

i'm not sure! but i am working on stuff. i say that all the time but here is an excerpt from one of my wips.

'He settled behind her, his pelvis against her ass. With his free hand, he tugged down her pants and underwear then nestled his dick between her plush thighs. She shivered as she felt the bulbous head of his cock brush against her clit.

"Nice and wet for me," he said as he rocked his shaft against her pussy. "I bet you want it, huh? This thick dick stretching out your little hole."

"No," she said, voice panicked. "It's not gonna fit."

He tutted at her, as if he was correcting a small child.

"Don't worry, doll," he told her, voice a purr in her ear. "I'll make it fit."

He shifted his hips and pushed the tip into her waiting hole. Katie moaned as she felt his cock push into her tight hole, walls stretching to accommodate his girth.

"That's it," he said, pulling out to push his cock deeper. "Let me in."

tw: incest

Zaria shimmied her hips back and forth as she tugged the body suit up her thighs and over her ass. She took a deep breath sucking in her stomach so she could pull up the zip. She grunted stretching her arms behind her as she tried to tug the zipper up between her shoulder blades. Fuck. She just couldn’t quite get it up. She released the zip and felt it slowly inch back down her spine, unzipping itself. She was never going to borrow clothes from Abigail again. She had known that it was going to be a little small but Abigail had sworn that it wouldn’t matter, that the fabric was stretchy enough to make up the difference. Looking at herself in the mirror, Zaria was not confident that this was the case. She popped her head out of her room and yelled down the hall to her father.

“Daddy! Can you come help me?”

She waited a moment, listening for the tale tell sign of his footsteps. Confident that he was on his way to help, she returned to her bedroom, wandering around it while she dealt with other aspects of her costume. The ears were easy. The headband that they sat on was a little flimsy but with some extra bobby pins, she felt confident that they were on firmly. Next, she pulled on her tights, clipping them to the bottom of the bodysuit so they wouldn’t fall during the evening.

“What’s up baby? What do you need me to do?”

She turned her head from her task to her father, who stood in the doorway of her room. She stood up straight and turned around so he could see the unzipped body suit.

“Can you zip me, please?”

He walked up behind her and reached down to grab her costume. She shuddered when his warm fingers brushed against her bare skin.

“Where are you going in this get up?” He asked her.

She didn’t know because she couldn’t see his face but his eyes were firmly locked on her fat ass. Just looking at her was making his cock hard. The body suit was cut high in the thigh showing off a fair amount of ass cheek. With the cut and material, he doubted that she could even wear underwear with such a get up. All he would have to do is move the gusset of her bodysuit and her little pussy would be right there for him to have.

“Jenny’s party,” she replied. “I wasn’t sure that I was going to go but Abigail let me borrow a costume so I figured why not.”

“What are you suppose to be?”

She scoffed, looking at him in disbelief. She stepped away giving him a spin so he could see her whole costume. His eyes scanned her frame but the only thing he really noticed was the way the bodysuit cupped her tits, molded to her soft stomach and puffy pussy lips. She looked like sex on legs. It was difficult reconciling his mental image of his sweet daughter with the sex pot who stood before him.

“I’m a playboy bunny, duh! I know you’re old but you have to know what a playboy bunny is.”

“Okay, okay,” he said with a laugh. “I think, I see it. I didn’t notice the ears at first. But where’s your tail?”

Her face reddened and she pointed to a lump wrapped in plastic on the bed. He went over to it and pulled it out out of the wrapping, revealing a cotton tail attached to a metal but plug. He groaned as he looked at it. Imaging the little cotton puff between Zaria’s ass cheeks, her tight hole stretched by the plug struggling to accompany its girth.

“Abigail told me that it hasn’t never been used,” Zaria told him shyly, misinterpreting his reaction.

“Do you want me to help you put it on,” he asked her, voice suddenly low and husky.

“Would that be okay?” She asked, her eyes flicking between the tail plug in his hand and her father’s face.

“Of course,” he told her. “Anything for my precious bunny. Come here.”

She walked towards him and he lightly grabbed her by the shoulder, moving her so that she was bent over his lap. He held the plug in front of her lips.

“Suck.”

Dutifully, she leaned forward and took the cool metal object into her mouth, coating it in a healthy amount of spit. She swirled her tongue around the tip and he could easily imagine how her hot tongue would be on his cock. While she lavished the plug with attention, her father tugged the gusset of her bodysuit to the side exposing her holes to his gaze. It was as he expected. His babygirl was completely bare underneath the costume and she had been shaved smooth to boot. He rubbed her pussy lips with his fingers, eliciting a soft moan from Zaria’s lips.

“You’ve got some real pretty holes, baby,” he told her, circling her asshole with his index finger.

“You like them, daddy?” She asked him, wiggling her ass for him.

“Daddy loves them. Here,” he said, grabbing her hand and placing it on his hardened cock. “See? You’ve gone and got Daddy’s cock all hard. You’re gonna help me take care of this, right.”

“Yes, daddy,” she said.

Lightly, she stroked him through his pants. His cock felt huge underneath her fingers. While she touched him, he played with her holes,teasing her ass and cunt. His fingers dipped into her wet cunt, spreading her juices over her clit and asshole. She moaned under him, rocking her hips against him trying to force his fingers deeper into her eager cunt. Gently, he took the plug from her mouth and brought it to her ass hole. He teased her back hole with the pointed edge of plug. Slowly, he pushed it into her ass, marveling as it stretched and stretched to accommodate the girth of the plug. He watched her toes curl as she took more and more of the plug. She gasped and whined. She felt so full. There was no way she could take anymore.

“Relax, baby,” he hold his daughter as he continued to work the plug into her hole. “Relax.”

She took a deep breath, shoulders dropping, as she tried to force herself to relax.

“That’s it,” he cooed at her. “That’s my good girl.”

Finally, he had pushed the widest part into her ass and the rest was quickly sucked into her hole until the only thing left was the cute little tail that poked out from between her ass cheeks. He tugged on the end of it, fucking her ass with the plug. Zaria moaned, rocking her ass back against the plug. It wasn’t enough. She wanted more. During this process, her cunt had gotten wetter and wetter. He could easily see the glossy sheen of her juices on the puffy lips of her pussy. Her cunt looked delicious to him, juicy and ripe for the taking.

“Mhmm, thank you daddy,” she told him.

“Get up,” he replied. “Let me get a good look at you.”

She hopped off of his lap and he pulled his cock out of his pants, running his hand lightly down the shaft. She stood before him and bent over, showing off her holes for her daddy while he stroked himself. She shook her ass and he watched her flesh jiggle. He couldn’t wait to have her on his cock. She ran her hand over her cunt, spreading her slick lips open with her fingers. She rubbed her fingers up and down, coating her fingers in her juices. She brought her slick fingers to her lips and sucked on her fingers. She brought her hand back down to her cunt, moaning softly as her fingers brushed against the sensitive bud of her clit.

Suddenly unable to stand it, he quickly stood up and positioned the bulbous head of his cock against her cunt. With his hands firmly on her hips, he slowly pushed his cock into her waiting cunt.

“Oh!” she exclaimed.

He filled her completely, forcing his thick cock into her tight channel. She moaned underneath him as she felt her cunt stretch to take her daddy’s cock. He was so much bigger then the dildos that she kept at the bottom of her underwear drawer.

He didn’t give her much time to adjust to his girth, just quickly began to thrust into her pussy. She was so tight, made even more so the presence of the plug in her ass. He loved it, love watching her little bunny ears bounce with each of his thrusts. Her costume, already ill fitting, was unable to stand the extra jostling and unzipped. Her tits spilled out of her top. Every bit of her jiggled and he adored it, loved watching her ass and tits move as he fucked her. He loved the feeling of her plush thighs and hips. He gripped her tightly, fingers making divots into her soft flesh. He just kept thrusting. He couldn’t get enough of her, the feeling of her cunt wrapped like a velvet vice around him or the beautiful sounds of her voice as she moaned and begged beneath him.

“More, daddy. More,” she wailed, as she rubbed her clit. “Fuck me harder.”

“So good, baby,” he told her, panting. “You take daddy’s cock so good.”

He let go of one of her hips and gripped the tail, fucking her with the plug while he roughly thrust into her. He felt her orgasm approaching, her cunt massaging his cock with each twitch. Suddenly, her back went ramrod straight and then her legs began to shake, as her orgasm overwhelmed her.

“That’s it, baby. Cum on daddy’s cock. That’s a good girl. Don’t stop. Keep rubbing your clit for daddy.”

“Ah, ah, ah!” she exclaimed, unable to speak as she endured wave after wave of pleasure.

“Shit!” her father grunted as he came. His pushed his cock in deep and released his milky load into her cunt.

He stilled, breathing hard as he came down from his orgasm. Zaria panted beneath him. He pulled his softening cock out of her cunt. He watched as his cum slowly dribbled out of her hole, darkening the fabric of her costume. With his index finger, he gathered up his cum and pushed it back into her cunt. He had left a creamy mess between her legs, pussy covered in his cum and her own cream. Looking at her was making him hard all over again. He don’t know when she had grabbed it but Zaria was looking at her phone and texting furiously.

“Everything okay, baby?”

“Jenny’s parents came back early so the parties canceled,” she told him, eyes still glued to her phone.

“Oh! I’m sorry about that,” he said, voice apologetic. In the midst of fucking her, he had forgotten all about the party - he’d forgotten about basically everything that wasn’t the feeling of her cunt, tight, hot and perfect around him.

“It’s okay,” she said, voice unusually chipper given the situation. “It just means i get to spend more time playing with you, daddy.”

She stood up, tossed her phone onto her bed, and clambered onto her dad’s lap. Surprised and confused, he reached for her, kneading the flesh of her ass cheeks with his hands. She grabbed his cock and positioned it at her entrance. Slowly she sunk down on it, taking inch after inch of his cock into her cunt. When she had taken him completely, they groaned, voices blending together into one sound. Slowly, she started to work herself up and down on his dick. He was deeply pleased by the new view and he dipped his head forward, taking one of her nipples into his mouth.

“I love your cock, daddy,” she told him as she bounced on his cock. “It feels so good stretching out my little pussy.”

maybe not on the posts themselves because to my knowledge this removes your ability to edit something after it has been posted but potentially in a separate post after?

there's the story and the ask that i answered, outside of that (and now this i guess) you haven't missed anything.

how have i not seen this?? i have one im working on but it hasn’t been going well so idk. the premise for that is creepy uncle sneaks into nieces room at night to spend some quality time with his favorite niece (only niece). she lets him get away with it because she wants to be nice but obvi he takes it too far and fucks the shit out of her and she has to keep her voice down so her aunt doesn’t hear her.

"I don't have any cash on me," her stepfather, Thomas, told the frazzled young man at the cash register.

"But, I have this,” he said. He jostled the young women who stood beside him for emphasis. Quinn offered up weak protest from behind the ball gang in her mouth. She hated when he did shit like this. Ever since he’d figured out that she’s dabbled in selling nudes online, how he was able to tell if was her when she hadn’t even shown her face was beyond her, he’d been strong arming her into all sorts of shit under the threat of disclosing her little business endeavor to her mother.

Her mother had always been a bit of a prude and if she found out, Quinn would be kicked out of the house for sure and her sizable inheritance would be reduced to 0. She was sure that she could find a place to stay if she got kicked out but losing out on her inheritance was simply not an option. She gone along with his demands which had started as head in the parking lot of his job and had quickly ballooned out of proportion from there.

As it turned out, Thomas was a bit of a kinky bastard but he couldn’t live out his fantasies with her mother so he used her instead. Quinn was almost positive that Thomas preferred it that way. Even before their little agreement, he’d always told her that she had a body built of sex and that she’d make a man very happy one day. This had been very, very weird then but she had ignored it. He made her mother so happy that Quinn had just written off his comments as personality quirks. They hadn’t been. They were the truest expressions of his wishes and desires.

In a sick way, she was perfect for him. She was just as much as a freak as she was, got just as turned on by their slinking around as he did. She just had the good sense to be ashamed and embarrassed by it. Quinn tried not to think about the fact that she was helping her step-father cheat on her mother. Surely, finding out that this had been happening behind her back was worse then Quinn selling her nudes online. Either way, she was a coward because she said nothing and continued fucking her mother’s husband.

Quinn was trapped between her step-father’s bulk and the edge of the counter. Already, she could feel the beginnings of his hard on against her ass. Thomas held her tightly, securing her arms behind her back. He pushed her towards the counter, forcing her to lean awkwardly over it. The precarious position highlighted her generous bust which was barely being contained by her the low neckline of her short dress. Her hardened nipples could be easily seen through the thin material. She briefly made eye contact with the cashier but quickly averted her gaze, deeply embarrassed by the situation. Despite her embarrassment and shame, she feel heat begin too bloom between her legs as she felt the cashiers eyes on her tits. She didn’t have to see his face to know that he liked what he saw. In her minds eye, she could already imagine these men sharing her body, fucking her holes and filling her with their cum. She shifted, rubbing her thighs together.

"Oh, I'm not sure I can..I don't, uh,..."

"Come on," he paused, squinting at the young man's name tag. "Gordon? Damn, what did your parents give you an old man name like that for? Anyway, you're gonna pass up a fuck with a pretty young thing like my stepdaughter here. You like girls don't you, son?"

The young man nodded, rendered completely speechless by the situation. He saw a lot of weird shit during his shifts at the convenience store -especially during the late shift- but this was really taking the cake. He thought that the pair were odd when they walked in but he hadn’t thought much of it until they’d gotten to the counter.

"Well then give 'em a feel,” the old man jeered. “You're gonna make her feel bad if you don't. You're gonna make her think somethings wrong with her tits. You don't want that do you."

Thomas pulled down the top of Quinn’s dress, freeing her tits from their confines. Roughly, he grabbed one of her breasts, massaging it with his hand. Quinn whimpered in response. With Thomas’s grip on her loosened, she freed one of her arms and used it to prop herself up on the counter. Hesitantly, the cashier reached forward to gently fondle one of Quinn’s tits.

“Come on, kid!” Thomas exclaimed. “Grab it like you mean it. None of that pussy shit now.”

The cashier nodded and with renewed vigor, grabbed Quinn’s breasts, kneading them with his hands. Her eyes fluttered shut and she seemed to push her tits out as if offering herself up to him. The edge of the counter dug into her hip but she barely noticed. Gordon could feel his dick harden against his thigh as he fondled her. Her skin was soft beneath his finger tips, and her nipples were red and rosy like the cherry on top of an ice cream sunday. Looking at them, at her, made his mouth water. Emboldened, he leaned forward and took one of her nipples into his mouth, sucking it and rolling it with his tongue. Quinn moaned, drool gathering on the ball gag and dripping down her chin to her chest. Thomas watched as the cashier lavished Quinn’s tits with attention. He slipped a hand between her thighs, fingers gently rubbing against her slick folds. He loved have easy access to her pussy so she rarely wore panties around him. Another whine escaped Quinn’s lips as she tried to rock her cunt against his fingers.

“Yeah, you like that don’t you baby. Your little pussy is so wet,” he told her, voice almost loving.

He plunged two fingers into her cunt, slowly pumping them in and out. His hand was quickly covered in her juices as he continued to fuck her with his fingers, first one and then two and three. Gordon paused his ministrations and cocked his head to the side, watching enrapt as the older man fingered Quinn’s cunt. His fingers were shiny with her juices as he pumped them in and out of her hole. With every attempt to pull out, Gordon could see the walls of her cunt tightly clenched around his fingers, seemingly unwilling to let them leave the hot, wet channel. If Gordon had any blood left in his body, it had all rushed to his cock. It throbbed painfully in his shorts begging for attention. He’d been hard for a while but it was becoming almost unbearable. He let go of Quinn’s tits and pushed her out of the way so he could hop the counter to join them on the other side. Seeing movement out of the corner of his eye, Thomas stopped finger fucking Quinn’s pussy to watch the cashier volt over the counter to join them. He took a step back and, tugging at her hip with a wet hand, pulled her back to give the young man room to stand.

Eagerly, Quinn leaned towards the cashier. She braced herself on him, holding onto his hip with one hand. With her other hand, she pulled down the zip of his shorts and pulled out his harden cock. Her eyes widened as she admired its size and thickness. The cashier reached for the ball gag, pulling it out of her mouth. Her eyes locked onto his, she took his thumb into her mouth, running her hot tongue along the tip and sucking on it lightly.

“Fuck” the cashier said, breathless.

Dutifully, Quinn took his cock into her mouth. The cashier groaned, as his cock was enveloped by the wet, heat of Quinn’s mouth. She took him deep until the head of his cock tapped the back of her throat. Her eyes watered but she didn’t gag, instead, she breathed heavily out of her nose trying to steady her breathing.

“Atta girl,” Thomas told her. “Show him how well I’ve trained you. Fuck her throat, son. Don’t worry. She can take it.”

She seemed to gurgle something in the affirmative. He placed his hands on the top of her head and steadily began to fuck her throat. Thomas was right. Quinn forced herself to relax and use her. After a couple of thrust, she pulled her head away, gasping for breath, before she took his cock back in her mouth. As she serviced the cashiers cock, Thomas helped himself to her pussy. He unzipped his pants and pulled out his cock. Giving himself a few strokes, he lined himself up with her cunt. He rubbed his shaft against the lips of her pussy, coating himself in her juices, before he slowly began to push his thick cock into her waiting hole. It didn’t seem to matter how much he fucked her, her cunt felt as tight as it had the first time that he’d had her. He groaned as pushed inch after inch into her cunt until he was seated to the hilt. The two men quickly found a good rhythm using her body, one pulling out while the other pushed in and vise versa.

Adjusting her hold on Gordon, Quinn steadied herself on one hand so she could slip the other between her legs to rub at her tender clit. It didn’t take long before she was writhing and cumming on Thomas’s cock. As she came, her cunt tightened around his shaft and Thomas quickly found himself emptying his load into her cunt. Gordon came soon after. He tried to pull out of Quinn’s mouth to cum on her chest but she held him tight forcing him to cum into her mouth. He pulled out of her lips and she opened her mouth, showing him his load on her tongue before she swallowed.

“You’re not done are you?” she asked, looking up at the cashier with big doe eyes.

The cashier looked down at her, a look of awe on his face. Surely, she was a succubus or some other worldly being. He’d never met a woman with the sexual appetite this one seemed to. He worried that she would suck his soul out of his cock and that he would happily let her do it. Sharing her with her stepfather was a bit strange, but he’d cum so hard it hardly seemed to matter at that point as long as he got to fuck her again. Thomas laughed behind her and slapped her ass, earning him a squeak of surprised from Quinn.

“Horny slut.”

“Please?” she said to the cashier, ignoring her stepfather. “I want to have your cock in my pussy.”

“He can fuck your pussy but I want to fuck your ass while he does it.”

“Uh, yeah. Okay,” Gordon responded, eyes never leaving Quinn.

Thomas pulled out of Quinn’s cunt and unceremoniously picked her up off of her feet. The head of his cock teased her asshole. She reached down and helped to push his cock into her hole, toes curling as his cock filled her ass. Thomas held her with her back again his chest and his hands on her ass. Her legs were open showing off her cunt, still leaking Thomas’s cum, to Gordon’s gaze. Thinking with his lower head, Gordon stepped between her legs and pushed his cock into her waiting hole. Between her juices and Thomas’s left over cum, Gordon’s cock slid in easily.

“Oh my god,” Quinn said with a groan, closing her eyes and learning her head back on Thomas’s shoulder.

“So… fucking…tight,” Thomas said, reeling from the sensation of her ass clenched around him with the additional tightness added from Gordon’s cock in her cunt.

Thomas and Gordon scrambled to adjust their shared grip on her body. Thomas adjusted his grip on her ass and Gordon grabbed hold of her thighs. Working together, they worked to bounce Quinn on their cocks while also attempting to thrust into her holes. It was an awkward process but it felt so good that it didn’t even matter. Quinn had never felt so full in her life. She felt as if any moment she might just combust. It was painful and uncomfortable but so pleasurable.

She opened her eyes and lifting her head off of Thomas’s shoulder, leaned forward to capture Gordon’s mouth in a kiss. He swiped at her bottom lip with his tongue and she opened up her mouth, allowing him to intertwine his tongue with her’s. He was so wrapped up in kissing her that he stopped thrusting which made it much easier for Thomas to hammer his cock into her ass. With a free hand, Quinn reached down to rub her sensitive clit. She moaned against Gordon’s lips as she came. Her body went ridged in his arms as she rode out her orgasm. Greedy, she continued to furiously rub her clit, pushing herself to another orgasm.

“Fuck,” Thomas exclaimed as he felt her clench around him. “Fuck!”

Her asshole was so snug around him that he could hardly move but it was fine, the rhythmic clenching of her hole as she orgasmed guided him to his release. He stood there for a moment, reeling from the sensation. Finally, he braced himself and slowly pulled out of her ass. His cum leaked out of her hole in the absence of his cock but he used his thick fingers to fuck it back in.

Frank no longer right behind her. Gordon lowered her to her feet and turned her, bending her over the counter so he could finish himself off. Frank’s softening cock seemed to wake back up at the sight and he stroked it idly while he watched Gordon roughly pound her from behind until he came deep in her cunt. Gordon took a step back and the two men admired the sight of Quinn’s sloppy, cum covered holes.

most certainly! i was thinking about doing something with her at a sorority event or fucking a professor. would that be wanted or something else?

soso happy and excited to see you posting again omgomgomg :D can’t wait to read whatever you’ve written <333