incest discussion and family fap thread
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Incest discussion and family fap thread
Cooper Gray
Levi Edwards
I want to fuck my step mom. Simple as.
Isaiah Jenkins
my sis. she got her nudes exposed a few years back and they really get my cock pumping
Cooper Howard
My younger sister got into some New Age spiritual shit online and came to the conclusion that I was her astral husband, and that we'd been married on the astral plane for centuries. This spiritual marriage naturally superseded all Earthly notions of law or morality.
I didn't believe any of this because I'm not completely fucked in the head, but I took full advantage of the situation.
> Be me, 19yo dude, out of school and drifting
> Sister is a bit younger
> She's been in my mental spank bank for a few years
> A guilty wank to be sure, but she's become a regular on the roster
> Honey-blonde hair, long and straight
> Tall, with a tight belly, narrow hips, and long legs
> Big blue eyes and a cute wonky smile
> Permanent tanlines
> She plays basketball, she's on a terrible school team but I volunteer to drive her to her games to watch a bunch of teenage girls get sweaty anyway
> What a nice supportive brother I am
> We're driving home from another loss, just cruising
> She tells me about some crystals she's bought online
> It's going to help with her nightmares
> What kind of nightmares?
> She goes quiet
> She dreams that she loses me from her life
> Sometimes it's a disease, sometimes a disaster, sometimes I just say cruel things and abandon her
> She wakes up from these nightmares crying
> I tell her I'm going nowhere
> Ruffle her hair
> The smile again, bashful
> I hope she never tries to fix her protruding canine teeth
What she doesn't mention is that she's already been on forums asking about her dreams and some lady spun her a whole narrative that she and I had an ancient spiritual connection from our life on an astral planet, and her dreams of losing me were memories from other lives seen though the filter of this one.
Evan James
Not really my story but my sisters were fucked by our dad when they were kids. They were completely banned from wearing clothes around the house and I'd often see him finger them. When I started masturbating it was to thinking about them getting fucked.
Easton Ross
> Shortly afterwards
> On my bed for an afternoon nap
> There's something hard and cold under my pillow
> It's a little milky purple crystal, something chipped off a geode
> How cute
> I go into her room to confirm a suspicion
> Yep, there's one under her pillow too
> I take her aside and ask her about it when she's home from school
> She gets embarrassed, can't look at me
> Nothing to be embarrassed about, tell me what it does
> The crystals are siblings from the same cluster
> The vibrations are going to sync up our dreams
> We'll be able to keep each other safe from nightmares
> Well that sounds cool
> Keep it between us though, right? Parents wouldn't understand
> Big nod from her, lips pursed, furtive eyes
> I just didn't want Dad to have another reason to laugh at me
> I do dream about her that night, incidentally
> I blow a neverending load down her throat while she struggles to fight me off
> It comes out of me like fire extinguisher foam, bursts from the sides of her soft little mouth
> I wake up with soaked shorts and a guilty conscience
> That weekend
> Pre-dawn, the house is asleep
> I wake to find her at the foot of my bed in her pjs
> A pink and white baseball tee and matching cotton bottoms
> It's loose fitting but I can tell she's got nothing on underneath
> My door is closed
> Hey, hey...how long have you been there?
> She's looking at me intensely
> I pull my duvet around myself like a movie starlet
> Do you remember the dream?
> I tell her no, sorry, I didn't recall any dreams from that night
> She sits on the bed looking at her feet, pondering something
> What was it about?
> Forget it. Go back to sleep.
> Go on, what was it about?
> She pads away and slips out the door
> Her narrow little butt looks good in her pjs
> I beat off to the thought of parting those cheeks
> Guilt
> Our rooms are next to each other, our beds are head to head
> I think I hear rhythmic creaking from her side
> Is that my sister schlicking?
> More guilt
Lucas Hughes
> Later that morning, I hear her get up
> She goes downstairs and makes clinking sounds in the kitchen
> Breakfast sounds good so I pull on some clothes and head downstairs too
> She sits across from me at the breakfast bar
> She's weird with me
> Acting like I've done something wrong
> I ask her about her plans for the day
> She's going to meet some friends at a mall, maybe catch a movie
> Does she need a ride?
> She brightens up
> Sure!
> I haven't forgiven you though, she says
> For?
> Forgetting the dream.
> Of course
> I propose that I'm just not as spiritually attuned as her, not as advanced
> She nods and butters another triangle of toast
> That's probably it, she says
> In the car that morning, she leans her seat back
> Her boobs look good from that angle
> Small but perfectly formed, a little pointed
> She really doesn't need a bra but she has one on anyway, I can see the outline of it through her vest top
> What are you doing?
> Meditating, just drive
> She has another crystal in her hand, held over her bellybutton
> Doing some chakra stuff eh?
> She opens her eyes
> You know about chakras?
> I've been doing a bit of reading to help relate to whatever she's going through, these chakras come up again and again
> Which one is that?
> My navel chakra, she says
> What does it do?
> Mostly energy balance stuff, she says, but it's also important for relationships with others
> I thought that was the heart?
> The heart chakra is all about unconditional love, she says
> But the navel shows who we are to each other, like when you get a gut feeling about someone
> That sounds handy, I say
> Borrow the crystal. See what your gut tells you
> Sure
> I let her out at the mall and she skips off to join her friends
> I'll text you, she says
> I nod and wave
> I get home
> Her crystal is sat on the car seat
> I pick it up and sniff it
> Smells faintly of girl belly
> I lean over her seat and smell that
> It just smells of musty old fabric
Evan Jones
> I get another nighttime visit from her
> She's been crying
> Sit down, I say, sitting up in bed
> She's dreamed of me dying again
> Crushed from the waist down in a car crash, how fun
> Her voice is shaking as she recounts the dream
> I died when they separated the cars
> I don't want to lose you, she says
> I slide over and give her a hug, she leans on my chest
> I'm right here, alive, and not going anywhere, I say
> Did you use that crystal? she asks
> The belly one?
> The navel one.
> Sure.
> Did it give you a gut feeling about anyone?
> Uh, sure.
> At this point I'm just being nice as all I did was return the crystal to her desk
> My gut tells me I have a very special sister who loves me a lot, I say
> Again, I'm just being nice
> But this coincides with her recent delusion
> She takes it as confirmation
> I feel her tense up and she shakes
> She turns her face towards mine and kisses my cheek
> Aw
> But not aw
> She reaches a cool hand to my chin
> She kisses me on the lips
> She's trembling, small and soft
> I should push her away
> I knew it, she whispers, tucking her hair behind her ear
> She pushes me back on the bed and I raise the duvet to invite her in
> She slides in and lays flat under me
> Those eyes looking up, so full of love
> The shape of her breasts under her pjs
> I lean over her and we kiss with tongues
> I pull the duvet over us to make a little tent
> All we do is kiss and cuddle
> She leaves after a couple of hours
> I hear her flicking herself off through the wall
> I've reached an all-new level of guilt
> It's a black knot in my chest
For the longest time, all we do is kiss and cuddle each other like that in the middle of the night. Our parents are on another floor of the house and down a hall, so she feels safe going back and forth. By day we are just a normal, close brother and sister, sometimes even when we're alone together.
She explains the spiritual connection thing. I make the questionable decision to play along.
David Lewis
Saw my sister got an email notification from OnlyFans about her account while she was showing me a video on her phone.
I tapped the notification to get the name and then marked it as unread so she didn’t suspect it.
The first load I blew to her content was worth the sub alone.
Tyler Bailey
If this story doesn't end with you married to her I'll kill you
Ayden Davis
> I start making up dreams that I've had about us
> Whispering them to her in bed at night
> I dreamed that we had no barriers between us, I say
> It was just you and me and our bodies
> That sounds really nice, she says
> She stays fully clothed in bed
> I try running a finger under the waistband of her pjs
> I raise the waistband and peek down at her tanned belly and pale mound
> All natural down there, light pubes
> She grabs my hand and whispers no, rolling her eyes with a smile
> Like I'm just some naughty boy
> Fine, this is my adorable teenage sister, I'm not doing anything she doesn't want to do
> I think about how she'll remember this in 5, 10, 20 years
> Everything has to be her idea
> She won't remember me forcing her into anything, not once
> I'm happy to play the long game
> The relationship actually makes me feel like improving myself in other ways
> I think because I have this one fucked up thing going on, I have to balance it out by being a better person
> I pretty much stop drinking, cut down on the mary jane
> Haircut, normie clothes
> Dad is over the fucking moon when I land a job
> Mom gets to say I-told-you-so, she always knew I was a good boy
> I've got money coming in, responsibility
> They like me at the job, I'm a hard worker with a good attitude and this gets back to my Dad
> It's a physical job and I start to get fitter
> I'm a welcome sight around the house again
> I start looking into qualifications that will help with my job, Dad's happy to pay to help out with that where necessary
> My only flaw is that I spend a chunk of every night passionately tongue-kissing my sister, kissing her neck, kissing her ears, stroking her arms and legs and back
> And working up to fingering her and maybe getting a handie
> On balance that's not so bad
Isaiah Myers
post pics
David Price
Dk if I could risk it
Noah Hill
She knows you’re subbed user, she knows who you are. Fuck her user. She wants it
Nolan Evans
> Weeks pass like this
> Her nightmares have stopped, which she takes to be a sign that we're on the right track
> I can tell she's getting bored and frustrated with our kissing sessions but she won't take the next step
> I dreamed that you took charge of a whole country, I say
> You were strong and beautiful and you just took what you wanted, you were a righteous Empress
> I was so proud of you in that dream
> The way you weren't afraid of anything
> I was by your side
> Your shield against the world
> You knew you were 100% safe with me
> And there was more, I say
> Go on, she whispers. My hand is resting on her hip, her arms are around my neck
> Don't make me say it
> Say it, she whispers
> My...body...was part of your domain
> You took what you wanted from me as well
> She kisses me
> I want you to know that's still true, I say
> Even after all this time and space
> She nods, and looks away, her lips tight, thinking about it
> Same here, she says
> I put my thumb under her waistband by her hip
> I just hold it there
> She rolls her hip upwards and the waistband drops an inch
> Her mouth is open, her breathing changes
> Finally, things are about to get more interesting
> Heavy footsteps upstairs, boom boom boom
> Fuck, wide eyes, we flip the duvet off
> She streaks out of the bed and fixes herself
> She looks back at me like a hungry animal, holds that look for a second
> Then she's away like a ninja
> I've oiled the fuck out of both our doors
> The handles, the locks, the hinges
> Did the rest of the downstairs too as a cover in case it's noticed
> Didn't do the master bedroom, I want to hear every move they make
> The upstairs toilet flushes, the footsteps recede, he's gone back to bed
> Old guy has prostate issues maybe
> I hear my sister frantically jilling off in her room
> She doesn't come back to me the next night or the night after
Adam Howard
How would she know? I made an account just to sub to it. Fake name and everything.
Adrian Garcia
> Basketball practice
> We're cruising along with a Tay Tay album on
> My other secret shame
> She doesn't talk
> I'm worried I'll fuck it all up if I ask why she hasn't been coming to me at night
> Maybe she just needs a couple of days
> Maybe she wants out
> Any good dreams lately? I ask
> No, she says
> Any bad dreams?
> No, she says
> I ask her some more down-to-Earth shit about her basketball game, then school
> Single word answers
> I know I have to do something
> There's a turn-off coming up to a long country road that goes up through the hills
> I change lanes
> Where are you--
> I make the turn at speed and drive far enough that we lose sight of the highway
> I pull over in a secluded turnaround
> Are we okay? I ask
> Instant tears
> Ah fuck, I'm going to jail
> It's not fair, she says, sniffing
> We should be together, she says
> But you have thar body, and I have this body...do you know what I mean?
> How can you possibly want me like this? she asks
> I shouldn't want you like that, she says
> This life is like...a fucked-up prison for us, she says
> She looks out her window, wiping her eyes
> A single car rolls by, she sinks down in her seat
> Maybe it's like a test, I say
> Like a test we've put ourselves through, to see if we love each other enough to survive a life where we're brother and sister?
> A test, she says
> What about this? She gestures towards her whole body--her long neck, her small breasts, her narrow hips and long legs, her shapely little feet. Can you really see past this?
> I just see a beautiful woman now, I say
> She nods, sniffing again
> I just see a hot guy, she says
> Maybe we've passed the test, I suggest. The first part, anyway
> She smiles
> I take a huge risk by leaning across and kissing her
> Salty from the tears
> She runs her cool fingers down my back
> Thumb in my waistband
> She wants more right there, but I take her to basketball
> She plays well and yells for the ball when she wants it
> An Empress awakens
Jackson Evans
bump for more pics
anyone in here ever get to fuck their sister? got a story or some pics?
Liam James
She’s hyper paranoid about who subs, especially if she has a smaller following. She knows it’s you user
Nathan Watson
Well she hasn’t said anything. And she might not even use it anymore. The email was a posting reminder and there hasn’t been new posts in months. But all the content is still there.
Aaron Walker
There was a good story yesterday or the day before, someone might have the screencap
Juan Russell
> We're heading back
> She's always so fresh after her b-ball and her shower
> Rosy cheeks, towel-dry hair tied back
> I want to taste her sweat though
> Her kit bag is in the back seat
> I decide to take a gamble
> I reach back and put it in her lap
> Do something for me, I say
> Um...okay
> Take out your jersey
> ...Why?
> Just do it for me
> She unzips the bag and rustles around until she finds it balled up in there
> Alright, I say. Is it inside out?
> Yeah...
> Hold it up to my face.
> Oh! She laughs. Her nose crinkles up. You're gross. No way.
> This isn't gross, I say. The smell of the one you love is never gross.
> Shakily she holds it out. The one you love?
> Of course.
> It's still warm when she holds it over my nose and mouth
> As expected, it smells like heaven
> We zoom along like this for a while, thank god it's dark
> Though I wonder what people saw in their headlights
> She pulls it away after a while, gives it a sniff herself, then puts it back in her bag
> She rummages around in there again
> Holy fuck, here we go
> She pulls out her shorts
> She turns them inside out
> I glance over and smile, her eyes are open wide. She's into this.
> Yes, I say
> She puts the crotch over my face
> It's dark with sweat
> I'm driving mostly by memory and road noise at this point
> I nearly miss our turn
> She starts to press harder
> I open my mouth and she pushes the crotch in there
> The taste is extraordinary, it's condensed and concentrated pussy and ass sweat from a gorgeous teenage girl
> I playfully bite her fingers and growl and she laughs
> I get paranoid about being seen and spit them out
> That was magical, I say. You have no idea how good you taste.
> I need something of yours, she says
> I'm driving...
> She takes my right hand and starts sucking on my index and middle finger
> Licking around them
> She bobs her head
> Jesus, I say
> I have no further blood capacity in my dick, every vessel is at maximum pressure
Escalation successful
Adam Hernandez
More of this rose of the trailer park
Nolan Wilson
I’m waiting user
Ryan Mitchell
Got the rest? I'd love to take a turn.
Henry Hall
it's only nudes when in the shower, but she is really sexy in other pics too
Lincoln Miller
Andrew Wilson
>> Her crystal is sat on the car seat
>> I pick it up and sniff it
>> Smells faintly of girl belly
>> I lean over her seat and smell that
>> It just smells of musty old fabric
This is why I still come to this shithole.
Hunter Howard
> She comes to me that night on her toes
> She closes the door and turns the lock with all the carefulness of a safecracker
> With a grin she gets into my bed
> I feel different, she says
> There's a weight that's been lifted off
> I didn't even know I was carrying it around
> Me too, I say, you've unlocked something in me
> We kiss for a bit
> She looks me in the eyes, then she sighs, says 'well!', and her hands slip down her sides
> She shuffles out of her pj pants and tosses them out of the bed
> You really do want me?
> I put my palm on her belly
> I kiss her again
> She reaches down and tugs on my shorts, I do the rest of the work
> She strokes my bare hip with her small hand, and I move my dick towards her
> It slides up her wrist and into her palm, already wet at the tip
> No way, she whispers
> She runs her hand down my shaft
> She looks under the duvet for the first time
> It's too big, she says, her breath shaky
> It's not BTW, it's maybe upper average but that's it, more girthy than anything
> Bigger than a sharpie or hairbrush handle
> You don't like it, I say, starting to pull away
> She grips it. No! she says, I'll make this work
> It was meant for you, I say
> She puts a leg over mine, laying sideways
> I reach down and feel her pussy for the first time
> It's small and self-contained, as innie as innie gets
> It's soaking wet
> I run a finger between her lips, then up over her clit
> She strokes my dick at the same rate
> Her breath is heavy, she kisses me deeply
> Tell me before you...
> Cum? I say
> That, she says
> Will it be soon? She says
> I go a little faster for her
> She makes sweet little noises and her strokes become weak and random
> She lets go of me and turns on her back, raising her hips against my hand
> No penetration yet, just surface level stuff
> She apologizes as she cums
> I keep going, slow and hard, and she shudders with each stroke
> Sorrr...rrr...rara...
> Her eyes are just whites
> Her cheeks are a deep red
Aaron Scott
sister or mom? wonder which one brother and dad prefer