Incest thread: post greentext stories about your family

Incest thread: post greentext stories about your family.
Bonus points for OC pics.

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Nothing. But if I do get something any advice to sneakily take pictures?

Fuck off kike

Donwload an app called secret camera or some shit. Basically you can take videos with your screen turned off and the app icon would be changed if you like. I used to use this app in school to take vids of girls in tight jeans and underskirt vids.

This shit died the last 2 times you posted it this hour
>Nobody Gives A Shit Kiddo

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Believe it or not i wouldn't like to fuck my sibilings but i enjoy how taboo it is when people do it.

I have 4 sisters near the same age as me.

When we were really young, about 9-11, we'd (explore) eachothers body, ended up getting couple blowjobs and fingered them.

I don't think they even remember, or either think it was a dream.

Nah man that thread was just done quickly as a normal question. And it was inly once idk anything about another thread.

Awesome! Any ideas for peeping cams? I don't know any good cam models.

Sounds fake

Nope.

They did get suspicious, but we were in the bath this once, and we were cleaning eachother, and I went down below and persuaded her that it was the normal thing to do.

It's not fake, but my head has a lot of issiues I should probably commit suicide

>Disgusting
>Filthy
Fucking
>Kikes

I found that app but it costs money you get yours for free?

You should because you don't know how to tell a good story

Dude just put whatever the app's name is on Google and write "apk" after it. If it's for android. If it's iphone than get fucked

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I'm too fucking mongged off my head on sleeping pills to form a story of the whole situation.

We are much older now 19+ each, and they have never brought it up again. Maybe they think it was a dream and if they asked then they'd look fucked in the head..

When you're fucking a girl, how big are your cumshots usually? Are they enough to coat her face or are they "alright"?


Pic related :>

They will remember. Same shit happened to me but i cant suck dick the same way since

More greentext

Sad ;(

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I don't know if I'll finish posting it all in one go but I guess I'll start posting this greentext that I've been meaning to share since a really long time ago. Sorry it's took so long.

this is my little cousin

nothing i want to do more than face fuck her and cum all over her beautiful face and down her throat

Some backstory

So a long long long long time ago I had promised some random user I would try role playing with my dad. Something that I have never done before. Well, Halloween finally came and went which meant costumes were on sale and it was finally my chance to do it. He recommended I do a cowboy and Indian theme which seemed interesting, but of course I didn't really have the costume for it so I never actually attempted until now.
Just a few days before Halloween I had decided it was finally time to give it a try and went shopping with my sister and brother for some costumes. Needless to say, I finally got around to purchasing the costumes and did my first "attempted" role play with my dad and brother.

i just dont have an in to let her know... im trying to fuuuuck this perfect little slut

(Hallucinations thread)
Whether they are caused by medicated tablets, illegal tablets, or your mental health is soo bad that you get them with no trigger.

Post your best hallucination experience stories

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i dont think i can, cause she'd probably flip out if she found out.

idgaf, i want to fuck her brains out

>It was the Friday before Halloween and everything was ready.
>Just two days before, I had went shopping with my siblings.
>More specifically; costume shopping.
>Although I needed a costume for the Halloween party on Monday, my real intentions was to purchase one for the purpose of role playing.
>I had never role played in my life before and I honestly didn't know what to do or expect.
>The closest I probably got to role playing was playing as Lady Macbeth in my English play.
>How different could it be right?
>The concept seemed simple enough; just pretend you're somebody else and act it out.
>It didn't seem that hard but I was hesitant to believe it would be that simple.
>Luckily though, finding the costumes I needed was a breeze although a bit pricey to be honest.
>I found a pretty nice looking Native American costume among the countless of other Native American costumes that were in the store.
>Surprisingly, there were multiple different variations to chose from.
>I went with the cheapest one they had to be truthful.
>Which still wasn't very cheap.
>The costume was made from a material that closely resembled leather but undeniably fake leather.
>I doubted they would sell me real leather for $40.
>Despite the price, the costume was fairly nice and simple.

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is this who I think it is??

>It was a dark brown hide leather dress that went just to my knees with a single strap going over my right shoulder to hold the dress together.
>The bottom portion of the dress primarily consisted of a skirt that was cut at a slight diagonal with a bunch of tassels dangling off at the end.
>There wasn't much else to the dress except for a few turquoise blue diamond shape patterns outlining the neckline of the dress and the arms.
>Besides the dress, a braided belt with colorful blue and white feathers came included too; just to wear along with the dress.
>There was also some tanned leather bracelets for your wrists with more tassels dangling off and a braided blue and white head band.
>Overall, the costume seemed fairly simple.
>Sort of similar to what Pocahontas wore except much more bland and basic in my opinion.
>Disappointingly though, for $40 dollars no boots or shoes came included.
>Kind of a rip off if you asked me.
>Luckily though, I had some old cowboys boots at home which I intended on pairing with this dress to compensate for the lack of shoes.
>For a simple costume like this, it was definitely on the more expensive side but ultimately I was hoping it would all be worth it in the end.
>After picking out my costume, I went around and also found a cheap $7 dollar cow boy hat for my dad to wear.
>Frankly, I didn't think he would be willing to wear a costume.
>I was lucky enough if I managed to convince him to wear the hat alone.
>Either way, I bought the hat without consulting my dad before hand and just hoped that he would be willing to wear it.
>If not then there went $7 down the drain.

>Now at the time I went costume shopping with my brother and sister, I really had no idea or intention that my brother would be joining me as well.
>If I did, I probably would have forced him to follow the same theme as me.
>Regardless, they each bought what they wanted and it was what it was.
> For my sister she bought herself a cute little Minnie mouse costume.
>Surprisingly she had somehow managed to convince her boyfriend to go as Mickey mouse and together they matched as a couple.
>It took a while for her to find it but in the end she managed to find all the components needed for the costumes.
>It was pretty simple in fact, more simple than mines even.
>All her costume really was, was a headband with black semi-circular mouse ears and a red-white polka dots bow between the ears.
>It came with a matching red skirt with white polka dots as well and some white gloves.
>Although the costume came with a red blouse, my sister had no intentions of wearing it because of its "ugly" style.
>Instead she opted to wear her own sleeveless black blouse in replacement.
>Either way I was certain it was going to look just great on her.
>Unlike me and my little sister however, my brother had went in the opposite direction and bought something extremely different instead.
>One of the things you should know is that my brother's not really the type of person who enjoyed dressing up to much.
>To him it was just a waste of energy and time.

Last one I got

>Unfortunately he needed a costume to go to a party as well.
>Rather than buying a full set costume like us, he went and picked out a fairly creepy zombie-like clown mask.
>The mask was basically a clown grinning with smears of blood and ripped flesh wounds across his face.
>There was clumps of frayed rainbow hair sticking out at the top as well; adding to the appeal of the mask for my brother.
>I honestly didn't like it but that didn't stop him from buying it.
>He argued Halloween was a time to be 'scary not cute.'
>That was a valid point.
>Not able to argue against his logic I just let him be.
>In the end we each managed to get our own things and the real fun was finally going to begin.

>When we got home that day,I spent a few thoughtful minutes deciding on how I was going to ask my dad about this.
>'Hey, dad. Are you busy this Friday? Want to wear fuck your little daughter while wearing our costumes because I want to try role playing with you' I played it out in my head.
>It sounded stupid asking him upfront like that but there really was no other way to ask him about it.
>It was hard trying to come up with the exact words to say in order to avoid sounding weird but really there was no way around it.
>Most of all it was going to be hard explaining why I wanted to try this all of a sudden if he asked me.
>Regardless my mind was set and I intended to make it happen no matter how awkward it was going to be.
>Around 6PM hecame home.
>Looking drained, I gave him some time to shower and eat before I decided to finally ask him.
>He was sitting at the dinner table with a cup of tea, reading the news on his iPad.
>I sat in the chair next to him and tried to get his attention.
>'Hey dad?' I tried drawing his focus towards me.
>'Hmmm?' he heard me but didn't look up from his iPad.
>'Are you busy after work this Friday?' I asked him anyways.
>'No I don't believe so, why?' he scrolled on his iPad.
>That's good then I thought to myself.
>The easiest part of asking was over now.
>Now it was time to ask the real question.

>'Do you want to have sex on Friday then?' I bluntly put it.
>Normally when we had sex, it was usually him asking me and not the other way around.
>No doubt he thought something was slightly unusual.
>He raised a brow but didn't bat an eye towards me.
>'Sure sweetie' he replied back not really interested.
>'Can you also do something else for me while we have sex?' I asked him some more.
>'What do you need?'
>I hesitated to tell him for a few seconds unsure if I should back out while I still can.
>'Well, I was wondering if we could try something new?' I finally grabbed his attention.
>I watched as his finger turned off the iPad screen and his body shifted to face me.
>He had a surprised but slightly interested look on his face.
>'What do you want to try exactly?' he asked me back.
>'Don't laugh okay? Just listen to me first before you start laughing at me okay, dad?' I felt a bit awkward with what I was about to say.
>He nodded his head understandingly and quietly listened.
>Here goes nothing I thought to myself.
>'I was wondering if we could try role-playing a bit while we're having sex on Friday' I told him forwardly.
>He chuckled a bit as I told him my plan.
>I looked up at him to see his reaction.
>Brows raised high and lips slightly pursed.
>It was hard to tell what he was thinking.

No? Probably not? Who do you think I am?

>'Are you serious?' he looked at me confused by my request.
>'Yeah' I shrugged.
>'Why though? Did your brother put you up to this?' he thought I was joking.
>'Are you pulling a joke on your dad again?' he sighed with a hint of disapproval.
>'No dad. I'm serious' I shook my head adamantly.
>'I'm actually wondering if you could try it with me on Friday' I assured him I wasn't joking around.
>'If you don't want too its okay too' I quickly added just as his facial expression indicated he was lost.
>'No, it's fine. I'll try if you want' he replied back quickly.
>'It's just that you normally don't come to me that often for sex, especially "role playing" sex. What gives?' he asked me curiously.
>'I just want to try. I read about it somewhere on the Internet and it sounds kind of fun' I partially lied to him.
>'Uhuh' he nodded skeptically.
>'If you're busy or if you don't want too it'll also be fine with me' I still gave him the option of backing out it if he wanted.
>'Nope, I'll try it just for you' he shook his head reassuringly that he would be alright trying it with me.
>'Friday night then?' he doubled checked with me.
>'Yeah,Friday night whenever you're not busy.'
>'Hmm okay then sweetie' he let out a soft unbelievable chuckle as he went back to his iPad.
>That was the end of that.
>For the mean time anyways.
>I left him and headed back into my room.
>Surprisingly, I did not expect my dad to agree that easily.
>Perhaps it was so easy to convince him due to the fact that I had intentionally left out what type of role playing we were doing and neglected to tell him that he needed to wear a cowboy hat.
>He probably assumed it was just regular sex with a bit of acting.
>Maybe once he found out on Friday he would give it a second thought and change his mind.

>Either way, it was done and I had successfully managed to get my dad on board for now.
>Now all I had to do was wait for Friday.
>To be honest, I should have spent those two days researching or familiarizing myself with the type of role playing we were doing.
>Unfortunately I did not and when Friday came, I was clueless how to even begin.
>I got home from school that day, feeling exhausted and tired like I usually do.
>I was a bit excited for Friday to come but when it actually came, most of my excitement faded away thanks to school.
>All I really wanted was to just pass out and sleep but a part of me felt bad for my dad if I fell asleep on him.
>My dad was going to be home in a hour, so I decided to use my time wisely for once and went to take a quick shower.
>Taking that refreshing shower was mostly what I needed to bring my energy back up.
>Although I still felt tired, I was fairly sure I had just enough energy for the night ahead.
>My dad came home shortly after.
>He quickly came into my room and checked up on me to see if we were still game.
>I was if he was.
>Oddly there was a huge grin on his face as if he had been looking forward to this the whole day.
>'I'm still okay with it if you are' I told him.
>'Tonight at nine then?'
>'Okay' I nodded my head excitedly.
>'Don't pass out on me now, sweetie' he laughed just as he made his way out.
>I tried to keep myself busy in the mean time.
>Homework, texting, listening to music, anything to keep myself awake.
>It felt like an eternity waiting for nine o'clock to come.
>At around six, I gave up trying to study and went downstairs to eat dinner with my sister.
>The house was mostly empty.
>Just me, my sister and my dad today.
>My brother was off hanging with his friends somewhere so I had no idea when he would be back home.
>On the other hand, my mom was still at work until eleven.
>It was kind of quiet in the house today to be honest.
>Nothing exciting was going on except for maybe tonight.

>That was the only thing I looked forward too and was keeping me awake.
>Dinner went by quietly with my sister mostly on her phone ignoring me.
>By the time I finished, it was only seven.
>The next two hours were probably the longest hours of my life.
>My eyes were constantly closing and my head kept drooping every few minutes as I was on the verge of passing out.
>Another shower felt like a good idea. If only I had the energy to get into the bathroom though.
>Time seemed to go on forever.
>I wasn't even sure what time it was anymore until my dad showed up into my room.
>'Are you sleeping?' he checked up on me.
>'No' I sat up straight, stretching my limbs to stay awake.
>'It's nine now' he pointed at the clock.
>'Oh, it is' was all I said.
>He looked at me, waiting for me to say something.
>I looked back waiting for him to take the lead.
>Somehow a part of me forgetfully thought this was all his idea and not mines.
>'Here or in my room?' he finally broke the silence.
>My sister was busy in our shared room so I didn't wanted to disturb her from whatever she was doing.
>'Your room' I suggested.
>'Alright' my dad walked back out of the room.
>Grabbing the costumes and some supplies in my drawer I followed right behind my dad as he led me into his room.
>'What's that for?' he looked at the bag I was carrying.
>'The costumes' I opened the bag for him to see.
>He took a look inside and pulled out the white cowboy hat he was going to be wearing shortly.
>'For Halloween?' he tossed it back in the bag.
>'No... For us, dad' I corrected him.
>His eyes shot up and he looked perplexed by what I had just said.
>'Hold on, what do you mean?' he stopped at the door of his room.

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>'We're role playing dad. We have to dress up' I smiled at him guilty.
>He scratched his head like he was lost.
>'You didn't tell me we were dressing up for this' he replied.
>'We're role playing, dad. Of course we have to dress up!' I grinned as I pulled out the dress I was going to wear.
>'I thought we were just going to pretend' he interjected.
>'That's not any fun though' I added.
>He gave me this slightly annoyed glare and shrugged.
>I probably should have told him first I thought in my head.
>'How much was it?' he opened the door to his office for me.
>'Cheap' I lied, scared that he would start yelling if I told him the truth.
>'Do you not want to dress up?' I started worrying that he was going to be grumpy all night about me not telling about the costumes.
>'What am I wearing?' he asked me with a tint of annoyance.
>'Just a hat' I promised.
>Originally, I intended to make him wear this nice leather jacket he had in his closet as well but from the look on his face, I didn't think it was going to happen.
>'The cowboy hat?' he walked into his room.
>'Yeah, just the cow boy hat I promise' I pulled it out the bag and tossed it to him.
>'What are we even acting as?' he looked at the hat with an unamused look.
>'Cowboys and Indians' I clarified for him.
>'Let me guess. I'm the cowboy who's going to save a Indian princess from being run over by a train?' he looked at me predictably.
>'Uh not really' I shook my head as I stepped into his office.
>Although he called it an office, it wasn't really an office.
>It was just the guest room with a desk inside.
>Somehow, my dad had managed to take over the room and converted into a "mini" office.
>In one corner of the room he had his personal desk with his laptop on it and a nice white office chair behind it.
>He had also set up his own cabinet with personal files and documents he used for work.

>Perhaps his greatest modification to the guest room was the addition of a 42 inch flat screen television that he mounted right at the wall facing his desk and the queen sized bed.
>Whenever there was a hockey game he needed to watch or when the television in the living room was in use, this was his go-to place.
>For the most part, my mom didn't mind him using the guest room as his own personal office as long as he kept it clean.
>And he usually did; taking great care to keep it clean and ready to be used by guests if needed.
>Or for sex in our case.
>'Are you going to tell me what we're role playing about then?' my dad went and sat on the bed.
>'Give me a second' I reached into the bag to find the supply I had taken with me from my room.
>'We're doing cowboys and Indians except reversed' I told him.
>'Reversed?' he raised a brow, waiting for me patiently.
>'I'm going to be the Indian warrior taking back my land from you' I awkwardly tried explaining to him what we were doing.
>To be honest, it sounded a lot better in my head than it did trying to explain it.
>Basically what I had in mind was a simple scenario.

>I was going to be the Indian warrior who had just captured my dad; a cowboy, trying to steal my land and I was going to make him pay.
>I knew it sounded a bit racist and ridiculous but that's what I went with.
>'They're called Native Americans, not Indians. Also cowboys didn't steal the Native Americans land' my dad corrected me.
>'I know, I know, I know' I rolled my eyes at my dad's correctness.
>Being that we were Canadians, we called them Native Americans or First Nations here but for the sake of role playing, I wanted it to feel like we were in the past again.
>I already knew that having my dad be a cowboy who was stealing land made zero sense but I told him to just go with it.
>I spent a few good minutes just standing there, explaining everything to my dad while he kept correcting me about everything I said.
>'If this was real, I would have probably shot you or you would have died from polio, etc...' he went on and on about everything wrong with this scenario.
>Every time he corrected me, a part of me died.
>It was a lot more challenging than I though it would be trying to get my dad just to play along with it.
>By the time we finished 'clearing' things up, the scenario was tweaked slightly to fit with my dad's standards.
>I, the young Native American warrior had caught my dad, who is the outlaw cowboy trying to steal from my people.
>More specifically he stole my ancestors sacred ancient jewelry.
>A jewelry passed down from generations to generations.
>Whether or not that really happened historically, I did not care.

>Luckily though, I had just caught him before he was able to get away with it.
>Thus, it was time to make him pay for what he did.
>Through sex of course.
>Overall, not much was really changed besides what I had mentioned.
>As long it meant my dad was happy then it was fine by me.
>'Are you sure you really want to do this, dad? If you don't I can always ask Big Bro to try with me instead' I made sure my dad was alright with everything one last time.
>'Yeah it's fine, sweetie. I think I can handle a little role playing' he chuckled unsure if he really could.
>It was finally time to start.
>'Put on the hat' I eagerly told him to put it on.
>He gave one last unamused shake of his head and put it on.
>I stared at my dad with a huge stupid smile.
>A part of me stood there desperately holding back my laughter while another part resisted the urge to take a picture of my dad wearing the hat and send it to my mom.
>Surprisingly though, he did kind of look like a cowboy.
>Somehow with his white cowboy hat and the big brims sticking out from both sides of his huge head, he looked like he fitted the role.
>Paired along with his copper red sweater and his blue jeans, he sort of looked like he could have been living in the western country side.
>A modern day looking cowboy I thought to myself.
>It didn't look great but it fitted him well at least.
>'Sit on the chair' I pulled my dad's office chair to the centre of the room.
>'Why?' he got up and sat on it anyways.
>As he sat down I pulled out a golden ball of yarn from my bag.

>'What is that for?' he stared at me as I came closer to him.
>'To tie you up okay, dad?'
>'Tie me up?' he looked a bit nervous about this idea.
>'I captured you, remember?'
>'Do you really need to tie me up though?' he hesitated at the idea.
>'It's not like I'll run away' he pointed out.
>'Come on dad! It'll be fun!' I was starting to get pouty with him and his excuses.
>'It won't be tight' I promised.
>'Fine, okay then' he adjusted himself on his chair reluctantly.
>'Just don't do anything to painful okay sweetie?' he warned as he looked at the rope in my hand.
>With his arms placed on the arm rest, I started there first.
>I took one end of the yarn and circled it around his left arm a couple of times, wrapping his arm around the arm chair.
>After a few loops to secure his arm in place, I brought the yarn back behind him and around his waist, tying his torso to the chair.
>I did the best I could at tying him up.
>Criss-crossing against his chest, armpits and legs a couple of times just to fasten him in the seat.
>After wrapping it around his left leg, I secured the rope at his right arm and ended my bind there.
>It was a bit slightly disappointing using yarn to tie him up instead of an actual sturdy rope but given the situation it still worked.
>From afar, it didn't look like I had used enough yarn to hold him in place but I decided a bit of freedom was fine.

>'Looks like you were trying to wrap me up like a Christmas present there' he joked as he tried wriggling in the chair.
>'I can barely move' he wiggled just his fingers at me.
>'Is it too tight?' I made sure that I wasn't hurting my dad in anyway.
>He shook his head, which was the only freedom of movement he had left.
>'It's fine' he assured me.
>'Just let me know if it's hurting' I turned around and looked into the bag I brought in.
>I pulled out my costume; looking at the front side of the package with what I could only presume was an actual Indian model dressed in the costume for display.
>Soon that was going to be me.
>Hopefully.
>'Just let me change quickly' I ripped open the package.
>It had been a while since me and my dad had actually enjoyed one another physically.
>The excitement mixed with my nervousness were causing my fingers to tremble as I opened the package.
>I hope he was looking forward to this as much as I was.
>I finally pulled the costume out and it was time to undress.
>Carefully, I unbuttoned my red and black checkered plaid shirt in front of my dad; starting from the top to the bottom.
>The moment I undid my third button; my collar became exposed and my dad's eyes lit up instantly.

>His gazed followed my fingers as they slowly worked its way down.
>At the fifth button, my chest was wide open and my breasts were laid barren for him to see.
>'Mhmmmm' he nodded at me to continue on.
>It was hard not to smile seeing my dad so giddy like.
>Slipping the last button opened, I stood there with my shirt undone.
>'Are you going to take it all off or what?' he stared at my chest.
>'Which one do you prefer more?' I teased my dad before slipping it off.
>I could feel his eyes staring intently at me as he sat there motionless.
>Teasing myself a tiny bit but doing it mostly for my dad; I pinched my nipples and tugged on them slightly to show my dad how firm they were getting.
>A soft grunt escaped his lips as he shifted in his chair.
>Spending a few torturous seconds, I stood in front of my dad and fondled with my breasts just to get both of us worked up.
>It didn't take a genius to know he was enjoying this.
>Knowing my dad; if he was excited about seeing my chest then he was definitely going to be excited to see what was underneath my pants for sure.
>I turned my back on him, letting him get a good view of my rear as I hooked my fingers beneath the waist band of my leggings.
>Attempting to be a bit "seductive", I pulled off my leggings slowly all the while trying to wriggle my butt out of its tight confines.
>'Gosh you're slow' my dad laughed anxiously.
>'All apart of the fun' I told him.
>Slowly and steadily I finally managed to squeeze my ass out of my leggings.
>The rest came off with ease.
>Continuing my trend of teasing my dad, I bended forward slightly giving him a much clearer view of what I knew he wanted to see.
>Reaching my hands behind my ass, I stretched my butt as wide apart as I could to give my dad a better view of the pussy he was about to fuck.

>'Ohhhh come on' he laughed as he tried inching his face forward.
>'This is cruel' he shook his head.
>Admittedly, I was getting a huge kick out of this and a stupid grin was starting to form on my face.
>Taking it a step further, I splayed my pussy apart with my two fingers, showing him the lovely pink flesh he wanted so badly.
>'Come on, sweetie. Let me just taste a bit of it first?' he wriggled in his chair.
>I turned around and looked down at my dad who looked so helpless all tied up.
>It was hard not to have some pity on him.
>I guess there was no harm in giving him a quick taste.
>Moving a step closer, I stood there within arms reach of him and gently caressed his thighs.
>As I rubbed his thighs ever so gently, I noticed the unmissable sight of a bulge forming in my dads pants.
>He didn't say anything but I could tell he was dying for me to unzip his fly for him.
>I didn't of course; making him wait for a few more excruciating minutes.
>Luckily for him, I was giving him a quick taste of my pussy instead before we started.
>Just so it could calm his nerves.
>A quick warm up you could call it.
>Letting go of his thigh, I placed one foot on the chair and hoisted myself up on the chair with my dad.
>Carefully, I held onto my dads head as I stood up on the same chair my dad sat in.
>His face was inches away from my muff.
>I did my best to balance myself on the chair all the while never letting go of my dad's head in case I fell off.
>His face strained to get closer within contact distance but he just couldn't manage it.
>I could hear the loud sniff of air coming from his nostril as he inhaled the aroma.

>'Just a quick taste' I warned him as I pulled his head closer into me.
>With perfect balance, I raised my left leg up and balanced myself on only my right leg, letting my dad dig his face right into my warm pussy.
>He didn't hesitate to start.
>The moment his face reached my crotch, he dug his nose right against my pubic region; deeply sniffing my moist pussy.
>I trembled slightly just from the breeze coming from his nose.
>His mouth opened and his tongue came out to meet my pussy lips.
>A bit ticklish I gave a quiet squeal as he ran his slithering tongue across my slit.
>He was lapping away as best as he could in his tied up state, trying to get as much of a taste as possible.
>Admittedly, I was enjoying this a bit more than I expected and almost forgot why I was here in the first place.
>He was slobbering everywhere, drool running down his chin and dripping down my leg.
>I could feel his tongue probing deep into me, trying to push itself further.
>While his tongue worked deep his lips grazed at the surface of my clit; shaking my body to the core.
>It was hard not get carried away.
>What was only suppose to be a few quick seconds turned into minutes.
>A part of me just simply wanted him to continue like this until I climaxed but I wasn't going to let that happen so easily.
>'That's enough!' I pulled his head back and stepped down from the chair.
>He looked at me a bit disappointed that I didn't let it go on longer.
>A part of me was disappointed too.
>I would have liked to see where that could have gone.
>But there was a plan and I had to stick to it.
>Panting a bit I reached down between my legs just to feel how wet I was now.
>It was a decent amount of his saliva coating down there but also a decent amount from my own excitement.

Finally! I was sad you stopped posting this a few weeks ago. Keep it coming! been waiting for you to post your next story.

>'I'm going to get dressed for real now' I mumbled as I turned my back on him once more and opened the package.
>'Okay...' he sat their impatiently waiting for me to dress.
>I took the main dress piece out, flashing it in front of my dad quickly before slipping it on.
>The single leather strap holding the dress together hung over my left shoulder and my arms went through the sides easily followed by my legs.
>I did a little shake, just dangling the tassels on the skirt to show off to my dad.
>He smiled but I doubt he really cared much about the outfit.
>Putting on the dress piece was probably the hardest part of the costume. After that it was child's play.
>The belt, bracelet and head band all came on with ease.
>Overall, the costume went on nicely without much hassle.
>It felt slightly off wearing it without undergarments but that didn't really bothered me too much.
>Not that I normally wear them at home anyways.
>'How do I look?' I did a little twirl to let my dad see my entire costume.
>'Amazing' he eyed my entire body.
>I rolled my eyes, knowing my dad was just flattering me so that I could get on with it.
>Taking a look for myself in the mirror, I had to be honest and say that I didn't quite look exactly like what I thought I would.
>To be frank, it looked underwhelming.
>It was what you would expect it to be.
>Exactly like I was wearing a fake $40 native american Halloween costume.

>A part of me was hoping it would come out more "authentic" looking but I guess that was to much to ask for from a $40 costume.
>Besides the innate flaw in the costume, it was also partially my fault that the whole dress up didn't look exactly like I wanted to.
>Me being a fairly white female wearing a traditional native American outfit just didn't quite click together.
>It just didn't match.
>Regardless, it was what it was.
>All I really needed was to just impress my dad and that would be fine enough for me.
>'The skirt is so short' he exclaimed as he tilted his head to get a better view.
>'Are you actually going to wear this on Halloween?' he sounded slightly concerned.
>'Don't worry dad, I'll wear leggings underneath when I actually wear this on Halloween' I tried easing his mind.
>He nodded skeptically but I guess that was enough to calm his fatherly instinct a bit.
>'Uhhh... So, how do we start?' I asked him bluntly as I was kind of confused on how to begin even though it was my idea.
>'How about we make up names first before we even start?' he suggested.
>I shrugged and went along with it.
>'Call me Cowboy Dad' he grinned at his cleverness. *He actually used his real name here but I'm just going to use dad instead.*
>I let out a pity laugh and introduced myself as "The great warrior FamChan of the Home tribe."
>'Great warrior? A bit much don't you think?' he questioned.
>'Just go with it, dad' I rolled my eyes.
>'Fine, let's get into our roles and do this' my dad sounded slightly eager to get going now.

My bad! Something came up last time. Hoping to post it all in this thread but the story is long and I have to go in about an hour. Just a heads up if I suddenly vanish again.

>This was where things finally started to get serious and to be honest a tiny bit embarrassing.
>'Why am I here!?' my dad asked while doing his most western cowboy accent.
>I wanted to try doing an accent as well but I quickly realized I didn't have a single clue what kind of accent native American females had.
>'You're here because you have something that belongs to my people' I replied back using just my normal voice but in a serious tone.
>'I don't know what you're talking about great warrior FamChan?'
>I went in close, trying to act intimidating in front of my dad.
>'Liar! I know you took something that belongs to my people!' I yelled in front of his face.
>A little chuckle escaped my dads mouth as he tried to keep a straight face.
>My face was starting to blush.
>I was trying so hard to control myself from laughing as well.
>Everything about this seemed so ridiculous.
>I was certain that I was going to crack any moment and break character butI did my best to compose myself.
>'Don't play dumb with me filthy outlaw' I walked around the chair with hands on my hips.
>'Where did you hide it!? I want it back to my people now!' I continued to threaten him.
>'I don't have it' he replied back calmly.
>'If you don't have it, then you must pay up with your life' I picked up a comb from the dresser and wielded it like a dagger.

What is this erotic novel crap ?
What the heck are all this "details"
Fuck this thread.

That's okay, I like that your stories are long. i just hope you can return soon if you dont finish it.

>'Oh come on, that's not really fair, sweetie' he strayed out of his role.
>'Then tell me where's my ancestor's jewelry!' I held the comb near his throat.
>I watched as my dad swallowed a gulp of air nervously, pretending like his life was in danger.
>'Search me, I swear I don't have it.'
>'If you lie to me, I will make you pay' I threatened him seriously by digging the comb slightly into his skin.
>Playing along, I searched my dad.
>Starting from the pockets on his sweater and eventually reaching my hands around the inside of his shirt for a bit, I found nothing.
>Next, I went on one knee and patted down both his legs, working my way up to his thighs again.
>I stopped about mid way at his thigh and looked up at my dad who looked intently back at me.
>He nodded for me to continue.
>He knew where this was going.
>With my right hand I reached inside to the left pocket of his jeans.
>I reached deep and felt around.
>'Huh, what's this?' I played dumbed as I grasped firmly onto something in his pocket.
>My dad jerked in his seat and grunted.
>'It's nothing' he played it off.
>I tugged on it a bit harder this time.
>'What is it!' I yelled at him.
>'It's nothing! I don't have your ancient jewelry!' he moaned as I tugged back and forth in his pocket.
>'Then what is this that you're hiding in your pants?' I pulled my hand out.
>I looked at the large bulge right in the middle of his crotch.
>With both hands I felt it around.
>'What is this lump you hide underneath your pants?' I acted cluelessly.

this nigger gets it. I swear if this is some walk the dinosaur bullcrap im going to kill myself

its not, this person has posted before, stories are always long but usually pretty good. here's one of her earlier ones.

That... was amazing. Is there more?

>With both hands I rubbed my dad's bulge back and forth, feeling the warm heat radiating off of it.
>'It's nothing, I promise' he panted.
>'You're lying!' I smacked his thigh with my left hand.
>With a bit of force I unzipped his fly and unbuttoned his jeans.
>Reaching through his fly, I once again felt this warm lump that was covered only by his underwear.
>'You're telling me this is nothing?' I grabbed a hold of his cock beneath his underwear once more.
>'I swear your ancestor's belongings isn't there' his head tilted back as I massaged his large bulge.
>'I don't believe you!' I told him as I leaned in forward to get closer to his crotch.
>With both hands, I pulled his jeans down just to his knees.
>Not waiting a second more I pulled down his underwear as well, releasing the behemoth that is my dad's erection.
>I backed off a bit as it slowly rose to life.
>It was only semi-erected but already it was fucking enormous.
>It dangled between his legs, looking fairly hard but still definitely limp.
>'What is this?' I examined it carefully from afar.
>'I told you I didn't have it' he laughed at my face as I stared at his cock.
>I looked at him eyes wide open and surprised.
>Reaching for his cock carefully, I felt the weight of it in my hand.
>It was a hefty amount of meat that I was going to be working with for sure but I didn't mind.
>'Why was this underneath your pants?' I played dumb.
>'It's called a penis you foolish Indian' my dad tauntingly laughed at me.
>I slapped his thigh once more, this time going a bit harder.

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i don't know mate but this op is posting a whole fucking novel here.......

Anyone with a somewhat realistic story ?

keep going, fuck these people

This is a fucking novel.
Fuck off.
Nothing is good about this.

Tasha's bro and columns story are like 1000x longer than this and everyone loves those, this story is fine.

>'Ow!' my dad groaned genuinely.
>'I know what a penis is, filthy outlaw' I rolled my eyes.
>'Why is it so big though? I never seen one so big in my tribe before' I pulled his cock up and examined the underside.
>Although he didn't say it, I knew he enjoyed the flattering statement.
>'If you think that's big than you haven't see anything yet' he grinned at me.
>'Just tell me where my people's stuff are and I will let you go!' I offered him one last chance.
>'Never' he told me boldly.
>I squeezed on his cock hard, getting a good reaction from my dad as his body nearly toppled over in the chair.
>'Oooowwwww that hurts' he whined to me.
>'Tell me or I'm going to have to force it out of you' I warned him of the dire consequences.
>'I like to see you try, oh GREAT warrior FamChan' he replied sarcastically.
>He was going to regret that.
>I tugged his cock harder, this time yanking it towards me.
>His face said it all.
>There was a mix of pain and pleasure on his face as I tugged on it repeatedly.
>'Aghh, that hurts...' he complained.
>'Then tell me where and I will stop.'
>He looked at me and shook his head.
>'I can take it' he laughed unsuringly as he adjusted himself on the chair.
>'I'll just continue making you "hurt" until you give in then, filthy outlaw' I played on.
>This time instead of tugging forward, I grasped his cock a bit harder but gently stroked it up and down.
>I went painfully slow; gripping his skin tightly that the friction between our contacting skin was actually generating some warmth.
>'Ohhhhh' he moaned as I tortured him with a slow and rough hand job.
>Each stroke that I made, I could feel the surge of blood rushing through cock; slowly bringing his cock to its fullness.
>It took the motion of my entire arm just to stroke the length of his cock now.
>Unlike my brother, my dad had a fairly straight erection.
>There wasn't much going on to it.

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>It was simply a large straight cock without any unique features.
>Not that it was a bad thing of course.
>After a few more strokes, I could tell his hard on was at its maximum potential by the way it stood up exactly perpendicular to the floor.
>It was like gazing at a miniature monolith.
>Only much more sexually appealing and fun to play with.
>From the head of his cock to the base, there was definitely a decent amount of length to it.
>Not to mention the girth as well which honestly intimidated me the most.
>Even with my fingers wrapped around it, I was barely able to touch my fingers tips together.
>'Oh gosh' I acted like this was my first time seeing my dad's cock this big.
>'Why is it so huge?' I looked at it from top to bottom like I was shocked.
>'Yeah it's huge' my dad teased.
>'Bet a great warrior like you can't handle something this big and dangerous' my dad taunted me on.
>I kept a slow steady pace on my dad's cock, listening to his insults and verbal teases as his cock trembled in my hands.

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>'A great warrior like me can handle anything' I tried to sound serious butnearly bursted out laughing after realizing how ridiculous that sounded.
>'Can you now?' my dad beckoned me to try.
>'I'm going to make you beg so hard for me to stop until I get what belongs to me back' I gave his cock one last tug.
>It was time to take things up a notch.
>Not letting go of his cock for a single second, I went on both knees and kneeled in front of my dad.
>With both hands now, I continued to give my dad the slowest hand job in the world.
>I was hoping to get him to fess up through the most tortuous tease ever.
>At least that was my plan anyways.
>My fingers twirled around his throbbing cock; feeling every pulse of blood coursing through it.
>I was pumping his hard-on with quite some effort due to the shear size of it, but knowing my dad it would take a lot more than that to finish him.
>Even so his moans were getting louder and his cock slowly began to give.
>I felt the first drop of his sticky pre-cum seep between my fingers as I smeared it along his shaft.
>'Are you going to tell me now?' I looked up at him.
>Predictably he shook his head.
>'Are you scared of taking it on directly? All you've been doing is playing with it with your hands?'
>'Maybe you're scared to get real dirty with an outlaws filthy cock?' he twitched his cock as he said that like it was waving at me.
>I wasn't scared of anything.
>Taking his suggestion, it was time to get dirty.

>I leaned my face close into this cock, sticking my tongue out and smearing my saliva all over his shaft.
>I felt my dad shudder a bit as I reached the tip of his cock.
>'Ohhh yeahhh' he moaned as I tried to get a decent coat on his shaft.
>'That's all you got? You call yourself a warrior?' he grinned on as my slow pace was obviously driving him crazy.
>In response, I took my left hand and gently clutched his balls, squeezing on it very very very gently as to not hurt him to much.
>Turned out the soft squeeze was still to much.
>'Ahhhhhhh, not so rough' he buckled a bit.
>'Sorry' I quickly apologized, not realizing how strong that squeeze was.
>'It's fine...' he whispered quietly.
>'I can take whatever you throw at me...' he got back into character.
>Clearly not everything.
>Feeling a bit bad, I decided to ease the soreness I had caused.
>I lifted his cock straight up, raising it slightly back towards his body.
>Carefully, I leaned my mouth forward and kissed the area that was sore.
>What was suppose to be a kiss then turned into little pecks and nipples.
>My dad was a bit ticklish and this was evident by the way he silently giggled under his breathe.
>Ignoring his ticklishness, I playfully cupped his balls in my mouth for a moment while I worked his shaft with my hands.
>Feeling slightly frisky, I took it another level and used my tongue to massage the underside of his sensitive carriage.
>'Oh' I heard him light up as my tongue did its job.
>After getting a good lick all over his balls, I worked my mouth along his shaft all the way to the head of his cock again.

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"everyone"
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>Despite being forty something, his sex drive was as lively as ever.
>I could feel the blood still pumping strong and filling the head of his cock to its fullness as my mouth was kissing it.
>I smeared and spat some saliva onto it, coating the tip of my dad's cock generously knowing full well that it was going to go inside of me later.
>After a decent amount of spitting and slathering on the apex of his cock, it was time to work the rest of it with my entire mouth.
>To be honest, I had only ever swallowed four different people's cocks in my entire life so far while writing this.
>My ex boyfriend, a friend, my brother and of course my dad.
>Comparably, my friend had the smallest cock I had ever swallowed in my mouth; which to be fair, was only small relative to the other people I mentioned.
>In comparison to the average male at his age, I was sure he was well above average.
>Regardless, next was my brother followed closely by my ex-boyfriend.
>However, my dad was on a whole other level.
>Out of the four people, my dad was the only person who I had a fair amount of difficulty trying to give oral to.
>Despite my dad being only a few inches bigger than my brother, those few inches made the difference between me being able to swallow him whole or not.

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I know that feel bro

>On most occasions I was usually able to take it all down but it always came at struggle.
>I just hoped I had it in me today to take it all inside my mouth.
>Giving one last spat, I stared at my dad's cock with a bit of dread and arousal.
>'Try to get at least half of it in' I thought to myself as I wrapped my lips around the base of the head.
>His tip was in my mouth and already it was kind of a mouthful.
>With one hand carefully holding onto his shaft, I worked my way down onto his cock.
>Opening my mouth wide and relaxing my jaw, I pushed a few more inches into my mouth.
>So far so good.
>I looked up at my dad to see how he was doing.
>He had his eyes shut but the smile on his face was good reassurance.
>With only the top portion of his cock in my mouth so far, I worked on that section first.
>While my hand jerked him off, my tongue worked away as best as it could; swirling and flicking his shaft as I tried to swallow some more in .
>Repeatedly I pulled up slightly and pushed my mouth down even harder.
>Each time I pushed my head down on his cock, the more and more I was trying to take into my mouth.
>Eventually it came to the point where I just couldn't fit anymore directly in my mouth and had take some of it down my throat.
>I did my best to deep throat him.
>Best being an understatement.
>Each time my head bobbed down, another few inches dug itself down my throat.
>It was hard to breath and I felt my eyes watering slightly as my throat clamped around my dad's enormous piece of meat.

>discovered feelings for cousin, we were always really close
>try to distance myself because my interest in her is keeping me from other girls
>she senses something wrong
>end up telling her I have feelings for her and find her attractive
>Relieved I'm not on drugs so could've been worse
>One drunk night texting her and ask her for a kiss when I see her
>She agrees and later asks if I want anything else
>Next meetup makeout and grope her tits and ass
>She actually enjoys and gets off on me groping her tits
>Do this every time we see each other until we end up finding our own boyfriend and girlfriend
Still kind of miss it and would ask if we could do it again if we were both single at the time of asking

>'Gosh, you're good at this...' my dad commended me sarcastically.
>I was only working with about three fourths of my dad's cock and I could tell it was going to be tough tonight to swallow the whole thing.
>Fortunately for my dad, he was lucky that he had a daughter who despite having a sore jaw was still willing to try it anyways for him.
>Against every instinct in my mind telling me not to do it, I did it anyways.
>I took one last deep breathe and with my mouth wide opened, I pushed my head down as far as I could go.
>I felt his cock push pass the entrance of my throat and painfully sliding its way further down.
>It was almost unbearable and it took every ounce of my will to keep my stomach content from hurdling everywhere.
>Even so, I still started to gag with my dad's large cock buried in my throat.
>I was certain that if it wasn't for the fact that my dad was tied up, he probably would have tried pushing my head down just a bit more to make me swallow the last few nanometers of his cock.
>Thank goodness I was in control.
>Leaving his meat in my mouth for a bit, I slowly began to grow accustomed to it as I nuzzled my nose between his legs.
>The gagging almost stopped but randomly popped up from time to time.

See ?
This the kind of shit incest threads should be about.
Not some erotica shit

No one cares about your opinion

>Carefully, I began to contract the muscles in my throat, tightening around his cock even more.
>'Yeah swallow that cock, baby' he groaned in pleasure.
>A lot easier said than done.
>It was hard trying not to vomit but years of practice certainly helped.
>I had barely moved my mouth from his cock since I first swallowed the entire length down my throat, but already spit and drool were pouring from my mouth.
>I stared at the little flow of saliva dripping all over his balls and onto the chair.
>If it was getting messy now, I could only imagine how messy it was going to get later.
>The gag reflex began to return as the seconds flew by.
>With one swift motion, I pulled my head back and ejected his cock from my mouth.
>My throat felt slightly sore just from those few seconds.
>With nothing to plug my mouth now, the river of saliva started pouring down my chin making a messy puddle.
>I catch my breathe quickly and went back down on him.
>This time pushing myself down in one quick motion to get his entire shaft down my throat instantly.
>The gagging returned as did the flow of saliva.
>Again I pulled out and then push back in.
>I deep throated my dad as best as I could.
>Each time I swallowed, I tried going faster and deeper than before.
>It wasn't a pleasant experience for me but it certainly was for him.
>The back of my throat was constantly being hit by his cock as I swallowed him, making it so much harder not to gag.
>My dad was anguishingly squirming in his chair now as I picked up my tempo dramatically.
>His breathing was loud enough that I could hear every rasp and wheeze he made.

Oh so the bitch got hurt huh ?

>'Fuck...' he constantly mumbled each time his cock pummeled the back of my throat.
>'Do you like that?' I took a quick breather before I went back to swallowing him again.
>He did indeed.
>'I'm going to cum' he started chanting quietly.
>'I'm going to cum.'
>The moment I heard that, I pulled my tensed jaw away from his cock.
>He looked at me shocked and confused.
>'What are you doing!?' he asked me.
>I grabbed his shaft and squeezed it tightly; making sure no cum would escape.
>'I was so close' he pleaded as his cock throbbed in my hand.
>This wasn't going to end now.
>We weren't we even close to finishing.
>'Tell me where it is, cowboy!' I tortured him slightly more by tightening my squeeze.
>'Uhhh...' he hesitated, realizing he had forgotten about what we were even doing.
>'I'll never say. You think I can't handle this torture? You're wrong. I can take whatever you throw at me...' he looked disappointed that I didn't continue the blow job.
>As disappointed as he was now, I was sure he was going to love or perhaps hate this next part.
>'Torture? You don't know the meaning' I laughed at him.
>I stood up, turning my ass around for my dad.
>My skirt was fairly short and just barely covering my ass.
>If it wasn't for the tassels it would have certainly been to revealing to wear out in public.
>I posed with a strong back and poised my butt out for my dad to watch as I lifted my skirt up.
>Lifting it all the way up, I took a step backward, getting in close enough that I felt his cock bump into my ass.

>I wiggled my waist; knocking his cock around with my butt.
>'I hate you' I could hear him curse quietly.
>After a bit of teasing, I stopped and his solid hard cock naturally found its resting place right between the cracks of my cheeks.
>Desperate, my dad scooted forward in his chair; struggling to try to put it in.
>With each attempt to put it inside me, I re-adjusted myself away from his cock.
>Still touching it with my butt but making sure he couldn't put it in.
>'Ohhhh that's tortuous...' my dad agreed as he sat there helpless.
>I turned around and looked at him with my most devious grin.
>Things were about to get a lot worse for him.
>Giving him false hope, I reached a hand around and grabbed his throbbing cock, guiding it to the entrance of my warm cunt.
>I glided the head of his shaft back and forth; just slowly grinding it against my moist pussy lips.
>It was near absolute torture for him.
>So close yet so far.
>I knew he had to put it in or else it would have driven him nuts.
>My dad saw the opportunity and took it.
>He did a sudden jolt forward in the chair trying to force his way in.
>A bit surprised by his eagerness I reacted quickly and stopped him, holding his cock back.
>'Shit...' my dad mumbled as he started struggling again.
>'Too much for you cow boy?' I taunted my dad.
>'I can still take it...' he said with a slight waver in his voice.

Proceed.

nigga you the only one reading this crap

And me.

>
go away fag.

me as well.

>'Alright then, if you insist' I continued on with the unending torture as my ass rubbed against his cock from the tip to the base.
>It was like giving a hand job, only this time I did it with my ass as his cock rested perfectly between my two round cheeks.
>Ironically, grinding against my dad turned out to be as much of a torture for me as it was for him.
>Each time his cock slipped between my plump lips, I could feel him desperately trying to push himself deeper in.
>Yet every time he tried to push it in I had to refrain myself from getting carried away with him.
>I spent a good amount of effort just teasing him with my ass to get him worked up and unintentionally an equal amount working myself up as well.
>His cock was no doubt feeling the ache now as I continued sliding my ass along his hard shaft.
>I was starting to feel something too; the undeniable burn in my pussy to have his cock put in me.
>While I was busy teasing him, he was busy teasing me whether he knew it or not.
>I knew I was giving up to easily on myself but I just couldn't take it anymore.
>Sooner or later I was going to give in so why not just give in now?
>I stopped the little "lap dance" I was giving to my dad.
>I pushed my back against my dad's chest instead; almost smothering his face with my back.
>His cock rested right in front of me, right between my legs.
>He saw the opportunity and took it.
>This time I didn't stop him.
>I pushed myself down a bit onto his lap, just enough that I could feel the tip of his throbbing cock pressing closely at my entrance.
>In the short instance it was at my entrance, I swore it felt like searing coal touching my skin.

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