Incest--Revenge Fucking

-------------------------------------- August to April August had to die so April could bloom Copyright 2021 -- TheCyprisDoctrine -------------------------------------- -- Profile -- I live by myself; I own and live in the same building as the business I own. I wear socks that match my belt. I am a confident, attractive & excessively honest person with comedic tendencies. My family gave me a hard time dropping out of college to start my own software business. I have a staff of twelve, and we host adult-only sites managing their online media. It is my dream job, with no schedule, no boss (except for me), and 96.5% free time. Food: I love food with lots of flavor variations that are not overwhelmed or hiding behind hot spices. I like my lovers the same way. Movies: Anything Star Trek, Star Wars, or involving Superheros or spies. I also enjoy porn parodies. Six Things I Would Never do Without: • Laughter/ comedy • A best friend who is also my lover • Sex • Quality take-out I'm n

When Lian materialized in a huge, palatial chamber, like the lord's bedroom in a medieval castle, she just sighed. Of course this would happen. Once again, Akemi had led them into trouble. They'd rushed into a situation they didn't have a handle on, all so that their glorious leader could save her dreary boyfriend. Now, they were all separated and trapped at the mercy of a bunch of different demons. What kind of leadership was that? Lian was so frustrated. Why did it have to be Akemi? Lian knew Akemi was chosen by the stars, but maybe the stars made some really bad choices sometimes. Akemi was a friend, Lian supposed - but clearly, she wasn't quite up to the job. Not for the first time, Lian thought to herself that she should have been the chosen one, not Akemi. 'Yes,' came the husky, decidedly-feminine voice. 'It should have been you, Lian Shi.' Lian wheeled around, brandishing the sword of starlight that formed in her hand in response to her thoughts

This is the second part of my story. I have tried to capture my thoughts as they happened. Where I can't remember exactly I've been creative, but always as true as possible to my recollections of the events that happened to me. Chapter 2 Mamasan had told me sternly to look after my second customer who sounded German; give him good boom boom as she put it. I was very anxious not to displease her and had done my best to follow her orders. I had received several slaps already, and overheard the other girls warning each other not to get her angry. She could be very severe. Fortunately, he seemed to find my body satisfying. I still felt shell-shocked by my new situation. I was accustomed to being wooed and treated with respect. My past boyfriends and now my husband, always took time with foreplay being considerate of my pleasure. Although I didn't always reach orgasm with my husband, I enjoyed the experience of sex. Sometimes though lying next to him, I brought myself to clima

His adorably crooked smile was the first thing I noticed. Second only to his short brown hair. "My name is Daniel," he said when I told him I had an appointment with my personal trainer. "Unfortunately, Melissa is out sick, so I will be filling in for her," he explained. "If that is ok with you?" "Fine with me," I replied as he headed out from behind the Reception desk. The gym was reasonably quiet. The lunchtime crowd had long gone, and there was still a couple of hours to go before people knock off at 5:00 pm. Indeed, I only noticed two other gym-goers as we headed to the padded gym floor. Little did I know what was awaiting me! We were only five minutes into the personal training session, and I found myself internally planning my funeral. My heart was pumping wildly and I was certain it was just ten seconds away from exploding. Sweat drenched my face as Daniel worked me harder than Melissa ever did. Why did she have to be sick! Honestly, I w

Author's Note Pepper's Penance is a slow burning romance that unfolds over the course of twenty-three chapters. This is not a wham-bam story. But, if you're into that sort of thing, I think you'll like this one. Check my profile page for other chapters. Chapter 5: Natalie I got smart. I bought a cheap Styrofoam cooler that I tucked away under the counter, behind the register. That and a bag of dog treats. My plan was to stock it every weekend with a six pack of Diet Coke bottles and a ten pound bag of ice. It was cheaper than buying drinks from the deli all the time and kept Pepper sufficiently caffeinated that she stuck around for more than her usual ninety minutes. The treats made Trixie my best friend. And as word got around that the woman who played every weekend at the park pavilion had not gone into hibernation as suspected, but had instead moved her act to A to Z Music downtown—well, that drew about half the usual crowd. I'm not sure what the rest were doin

Note: This story is a sequel to my previous story: The Downfall of Ash - Ash felt disgusting in the Uber ride home, both physically and mentally. She had a sour taste in her mouth and her skin felt covered in a dried film of sweat and ...whatever else. Every bump on the ride reminded her of how sore she was, literally everywhere. How sore she was and how hard she was still rolling - she was definitely coming down off of the MDMA but she was still absolutely high. She kind of hoped it would stay that way for a bit. She didn't want the sober thoughts and shame to seep in too quickly. The Uber took a familiar turn and she knew she was only a few minutes away from home. She texted Craig "Hey! Sorry, I left my phone in a cab last night...Aja didn't have your contact info and I couldn't remember your number lol. So, so sorry. Just picked up phone and will be home asap!" She felt terrible, pangs of guilt that were almost physically tangible. She had to go to sleep and

PART ONE--MOM'S BUSINESS PRACTICE All persons are over the age of 18, and all sex is consensual and based on a true occurrence. If you find the story of interest please give it a good vote, favor the story and please follow the author. There will be more to cum. This way you will be notified of new stories on your home page. Thank you! xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx xxxxxxxxxxxxx xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx My name is of no importance. I am older now, looking back on a lifetime of wonderful sexual encounters, particularly the many occasions my mother permitted me to have sex with her. Some will say incest is disgusting, I understand that. You have to experience it, to realize how powerful those sweet wonderful moments of ejaculation can be inside your birth mother. When I was in my early twenties, I dropped out of college for two years, ostensibly to chauffer Mom. She wasn't the best of drivers. Dad thought it would be easier for her if I could help. My mother was the product of the marriage of an It