Things to remember
We all have standards. And these are mine. I'm a woman who knows what she wants. Do you think you suit these expectations? Well, reach out!
I always come for some nasty taboos, girlie can't help it. However, I don't intend to this be like a porn plot or anything, I want actual development into erotica. I want to make it dramatic with fun and adventurous content that leads into the sex.
Basically what I had in mind is that MC is perhaps a graduating student at the uni still living with her rich parents. She is prim and proper, raised right by her reputable parents, she has a reputation to keep and a legacy to build, as her parents are already discussing the possibility of her having to marry sooner rather than later. We can go as far as to say that she is in a serious relationship and YC can also be in a relationship or married.
Something happened in the family - some form of drama, a tragedy, something strange and unexpected, you name it, so everyone had gathered for the next week or so, and the uncle, her father's brother, also comes to visit. The two have a complicated relationship. They do respect each other, but they go through conflicts a lot. MC's father is a gentleman, but his brother? The best way I can describe it is rough, rugged, manly, intimidating, Brad Pitt in Fight Club type of rugged. He is the black sheep of the family, not always invited for family events (or he just doesn't care to attend) and this is the first time MC sees him in years.
MC didn't get to really hang out with other men throughout her life, but she had snuck around and rebelled in secrecy in her own little ways, but she didn't even dream of her uncle being so drop-dead handsome in his improper glory. He was not wearing a suit, freshly cut hair and maybe he grew a beard, perhaps he has some marks on him for whatever reason and she was incredibly intrigued.
And YC perhaps just loved the idea to hit his brother where it hurts and encourage his little princess to be rebellious. He'd give her alcohol to spite her father and drink in front of him, make crude jokes in front of her to embarrass his brother and other minor stuff. But, for whatever familial reason, MC's father is constantly busy and needs to be away often with his wife, the mother and he assigns someone from the family to keep an eye out on MC (a female family member - an aunt, grandmother, close family friend, older cousin, etc.) YC seeing this opportunity to ruin the girl who was caged her whole life and didn't experience much decides to corrupt her a little and with no intention to seduce her, he wanted to just allow her to let loose a little. And whoever was assigned to look after MC actually likes YC and they promised not to tell the father, thinking that YC is just a goof who likes to have fun and even MC begs to be let go while her father is not around.
And our characters go on small adventures that by average person wouldn't think much of it. Going to biker bars, going to a pub, visiting sketchy places, trying out drugs and other activities, etc. But this develops into inappropriate behavior because the attraction really sparks between the two. It starts small and it slowly develops into something more and when the father returns, and these two have a secret and incredibly risky affair under everyone's noses. Especially if the two of them are cheating. MC starved for adventure and sexual excitement is so down for being nasty and they're just a room away from their family. He makes her feel alive, attractive and excited, while she makes him feel young again, spicing up his life. And who knows where this inappropriate affair leads.
- I am mainly seeking advanced, descriptive and literate partners, as I put a lot of effort into my writing.
- While this is erotica-oriented thread, it needs to be builtup and done in proper taste. It's Erotica. Not porn. I've no interest in porn plots.
- Reading my list of kinks is necessary before messaging me, as it covers everything without having me to address every single detail here. Don't worry, I made it readable and to the point. There is some extreme themes. PLEASE READ IT BEFORE MESSAGING ME.
- Your gender identity will not effect my choice in writing with you. I am always playing the female role in pairings.
- If we are going to write, it's important to me that you're 21+
- When you message me, please tell me about yourself as a writer and a writing sample would be appreciated!
We all have standards. And these are mine. I'm a woman who knows what she wants. Do you think you suit these expectations? Well, reach out!
- If you see my writing sample in the spoiler below (I highly suggest that you do read through it) you'll see what I like to see in writing in general, as well as what you'll get when we start writing. I expect similar amount of detail and effort in writing, both in smut and the story in general.
- Decent grammar, I'm far from perfect and considering that English is my second language, typos sometimes escape me, I still try my best to give you a readable post.
- SEND ME YOUR WRITING SAMPLE IN YOUR FIRST MESSAGE PLEASE AND THANK YOU.
- I need at the very least 300+ words per post. Detail. All the nitty gritty stuff. I'll let it slide in some scenes where there's action and conversation sequences that feel like back and forth.
- Please introduce yourself in the first post. Tell me about your writing, your likes and dislikes and throw everything my way. I literally mean everything. I'll sit down with my legs waving back and forth excitedly when I get a massive introduction post that is dripping with personality, inspiration and creativity. First impressions matter.
- Multi paragraph to novella length posts, the least I'll post is two paragraphs, depending on the scene.
- My activity depends. It can be every day, every other day, once a week, once a month... Depends. It is important that we speak OOC so I can keep you updated.
- I pay close attention to detail when writing, I love to be detailed and bring the scene to life.
- The smut I write is very detailed. I expect the same in turn.
- I am hiatus and break friendly - even if you're gone for months, I'll be on board when you come back.
- OOC chatting is extremely important to me.
- I have very little limits when it comes to subjects in writing and am open-minded.
- I am obsessed with aesthetic and use images for roleplay whenever I can. Let me know ahead of time if this is something that doesn't interest you.
- I am a SUCKER for a slowburn - I hate rushing things.
- I'm big on world and character building, including side characters with some nuance to them, and so forth. I'm a big team player as well, so I'll need your help with some things!
- I will always be ready to make compromises with you. I don't expect us to like the same things, but I am happy to meet somewhere in the middle with you.
Role status:
No/Dealbreakers:
- My preferred status is a switch leaning submissive. I don't like to play a dominant role very often. I don't do the classic master/slave, top/bottom typical dynamics, I like more nuance to it.
- Sado-masochist, masochist leaning.
- Con and Dub-Con.
- Pussy/Clit stimulation (No penetration involved. Just a lot of caressing, massaging, kissing, licking, rubbing, sucking, teasing and prodding. I am generally a fan of really putting hands/tentacles/anything used for exploring)*
- Touching and groping (No better foreplay than just feeling out one's body, giving attention and exploring all those weak spots!)*
- Slow burn and buildup (Make it gradual to the point of near insanity. Whether its just the foreplay itself or the leadup to the sex scene.)*
- Liquid descriptions (Be it just a female wetness, saliva, semen, blood, or anything of such nature, describing those elements in action, as well as the sounds those would make during action.)
- Sexual acts in secrecy/public spaces/extremely risque scenarios (The point is not to get caught... But still risking it with lewd acts.)*
- Dual masturbation (Our characters indulging in some dirty scenarios where they get off together.)
- Biting and scratching (Giving and receiving, it can be from very light stuff, to the point of bleeding, this also includes marking.)
- Reflections/Mirrors (Getting into it while looking at reflections.)
- BDSM (Mainly of medium intensity, but Bondage is definitely my favorite play.)
- Watch MC masturbate
- Dirty talking*
- Lewd noise descriptors in general
- Messiness
- Orgasm denial
- Dry crotch rubbing/humping
- Depravity and desperation
- Clothes malfunction
- Choking*
- Orgasms achieved without penetration*
- Primal and mindless sex (Just rough, mind-numbing and well-builtup sex that grows more intense.)
- Aphrodisiac (Be it something they eat or drink or maybe some different, unnatural effects.)
- Oral (Giving and receiving.)
- Fingers in mouth
- Clothes malfunction
- Bloodplay and blood drinking
- Playing with knives
- Hair pulling
- A healthy dose of degradation
- Anal (I can do without it, but I am not opposed to doing these scenes if you're a big fan or if there'll be double penetration scenarios.)
- Honestly, if you don't see in my list something that you'd like to do, let me know so we can see if it's something I am comfortable with!
No/Dealbreakers:
- Rape/Non-con
- Sexual abuse and violence
- Anything that belongs to the toilet (Including vomit.)
- Or if I voice something to you during our story building, but this is in general what I 100% won't do.
Content: Incest, supernatural elements. Characters are unnamed, they go by just Mother, Husband, Son1 and Son2 (the two would refer to each other as Brother).
Context: Everyone is well above age 18. Brothers have been dabbling in the occult and had an encounter with an incubus that had cursed them without the brothers being aware. Slowly the effects of the curse began to show in heightened libido, with the two possibly engaging with each other inappropriately, but for some strange reason, their attraction towards their mother had become almost magnetic, as she feeds them in some unexplainable way.
Mother was stubborn, but no amount of life experience and stubbornness would help her fight off the spell of her sons that were now learning to control against her. She did not know how she got into this situation, but she was now in the living room, feeling intoxicated as her blurry vision made sense of the environment and her position. Across her, just few feet away, was Son2, sitting naked on an arm chair, his cock hard in his hand as he was stroking it very slowly, a menacing smirk on his face as he drank her in. She was also on an armchair, yet not exactly. She could feel Son1 beneath her, she was sitting on top of him, his one arm wrapped around her waist and hand reaching up to squeeze her large breast possessively, while the other hand forcefully spread her legs, clearly all for the viewing pleasure of Son2 while Son1's fingers trailed across her lace panties. She was in lingerie, completely oblivious as to how she got this on while she was blacked out, but Mother was completely unable to control herself. She just laid on top of Son1, her chest breathing heavily as she could just move her head from side to side, groaning softly as she shivered from her son's touch. He kneaded her breast and his other hand began to work her covered pussy, fingers lightly rubbing over her clit in circles. She tried to suppress a moan, tensing on top of him, but he only held her tighter, slapping her womanhood. She yelped and trembled while the brothers chuckled at her. It was the dead of the night, Husband clearly working his third shift, as none of this would happen otherwise.
"Watch her, brother. She really acts like a whore when you tease her like this." Son1 spoke to Son2 as he was lightly rubbing her clit, holding her tighter as she made poor attempts to squirm in his arms. Her head rested back on his shoulder as she panted hard, her hips grinding into his as she was pathetically struggling, but that only aroused him further. He dug his face into her cheek, inhaling the scent of her skin deeply as he felt her fight her arousal.
Son2 grinned as he watched her reactions, his grip on his cock tighter as he began to stroke it harder while his precum began to build at the tip. "You really know how to hit her spot, brother. Look at her, I can almost see her throb." he taunted with a chuckle as Son1's finger rubbed her a little faster, and Son2 can see in between the lace how wet she was getting. Her thighs that were spread were trembling and slowly they started to sheen from all the pressure and pent up frustration from all the teasing.
"Oh, I saw the way she likes to play with her little pussy... I watched her masturbate after I almost fucked her in the tub." Son1 said darkly, almost growling into her cheek as he started to press his fingers harder into her petals and rubbing the entirety of her labia firmly and quickly, but most of the pressure of the movements was added onto her clit, and this certainly brought out wanted results.
Mother moaned loudly, her legs shaking as he began to stimulate the entirety of her clothed labia, and despite the lace, the scent of her arousal as well as the wet noises that came from there couldn't be covered. She was like in heat, breathily moaning to the air while willingly keeping her legs spread, unable to even think about fighting. She remembered what Son1 talked about. After her husband came home from work and Mother awkwardly attempting to continue with her day normally, she was fighting the horniness she was cursed with because of her outrageous son who apparently disappeared after he humiliated her in the tub. She ended up masturbating in the bedroom with no shame, and not even a thought to ask Husband to help her out with her secret predicament. She grabbed the same breast Son1 was gripping that first time and her fingers furiously rubbed her wet pussy. She was doing her best to keep quiet, gripping her breast and rubbing herself, breathing heavily all the while Son1 was peeking through the crack in the door, following her pace of fingering and intensity as he jerked off to her.
Seeing that Mother is beginning to submit to him, Son1 stopped everything he was doing to provoke a protest from her as she raised her head, looking down at herself, seeing Son1's fingers glistening from little of what juices soaked through the panties. He smirked seeing her silently protesting, knowing that they had her completely. He moved the panties to the side right next to her thigh and his fingers spread her labia apart, showing off her embarrassingly wet pussy to Son2.
The brother bit his lower lip, growling to himself as he smeared all of his precum over his length, watching his mother flush in absolute aroused embarrassment as she panted and how the entrance of her pussy throbbed desperately for attention. "That pussy is mine for tonight, brother." he stated darkly, making it known that this was the hole he would be filling for tonight.
Son1 smiled at him, the grip on Mother's breast tightening as he began to rub her now exposed and drenched lips, feeling her shiver on top of him, moaning in almost relief as she threw her head back when he continued to touching her. "Before that, see what else she can do." he almost as in amusement as he pushed his two fingers into her hot, tightening entrance, groaning at the feeling and just imagining how she must feel around a cock. And he began to relentlessly fingerfuck her. It was loud, sloppy and wet, he could feel the droplets of her arousal fall onto the skin of his legs as he went to town on her. And her reactions were glorious. Like a true whore in heat.
She tossed her head back, moaning loudly to the air and the windows of the ground floor weren't even covered up in this late hours of the night, so if anyone got curious, they could see the mother being used by her sons as if she was nothing but a whore. She was sweating as the noises she made could put every pornstar to shame as she mewled, groaned and moaned. Her eyes were desperate for release, lips wet and parted as she stared down at what Son1 was doing to her, how he destroyed her pussy with nothing but just two fingers. He was stroking her G spot, that sweet, soft wall of hers that only produced more juice. "Oh fuck... Oh fuck..." she mewled repeatedly, completely in awe, she was lustfully hypnotized as he continued to use her.
"Yeah, you like that, slut?" Son1 growled to her like a hungry beast, not slowing down or easing up on her for a second.
"Yeah..." she barely breathed in response, her hips even bucking into his hand as she felt the release slowly creeping up on her.
"Look at her, slut is so desperate to cum." Son2 commented as he bit his lower lip, struggling to control himself as he needed to slow down his jerking off, this becoming a little to hot to handle so soon.
"Nu-uh... She's not allowed to cum." Son1 stated assertively, slowing down the fingering, but he was rough with the way his fingers stroked her from within, not allowing her to take a break. "She'll have to beg for it." both of the brothers seemed to be delighted with this idea of light torture. Controlling her orgasm to watch her break even further. She was slowly being enslaved by the lust after being so stubborn and resisting their advances.
And now, she was truly a mess. he way he probed her G spot with consistent presses and drags across the inner wall, but not fast enough to offer her relief... Mother was wailing as she began to sweat profoundly, her pheromones intoxicating both of the lust-hungering Incubus brothers. Her feet pressed down onto Son1's knees so she could thrust her hips up into his hand, with clear and utter desperation to chase the orgasm as she was whining, huffing and puffing. Son2 had the perfect view of her hungry pussy wanting to devour his brother's fingers while mother's expression of pathetic desperation made his cock ache so hard it was becoming too painful. "Beg for it, bitch!" he growled with frustration, knowing that he would not invade that wet, pulsating hole until she cums. She would not be able to last long like this if he decided to make her his.
Son1 was grinning the entire time, despite her thrusting into his hand, he still kept the same slow pace, but only pressing and dragging harder against that soft spot on her wall. He had a raging hardon that he could only control because he was dominating her like this. And he did not let up. He kept it up, feeling her shuddering with absolute frustration because he did not allow the tension inside her body that ached for release to settle down.
Mother was livid. No matter how hard she was thrusting, the feeling only got better, but not enough stimulation to make her cum. It was worse than edging, because she was at the very peak, but not going anywhere. Her hair was so wet from sweat it was sticking to her temples and shoulders, even sticking to her son's shoulder that she was leaning against.
She couldn't do it anymore. "Please!" she cried out, her hands gripping the armrests of the chair. "Please please please, I beg you, please make me cum! I beg you!"
Son1 grinned even more, as he stopped thrusting his fingers into her, instead he began to quickly move his fingers against the wall, the tips lightly scratching the G spot which made her wail and tense even more to the point his other arm needed to pin her back down to his front. He did it rather quickly and stopped, feeling the hot throbbing around his fingers, it nearly made her cum. "Yeah? If I make you cum, that means you'll need to fuck the both of us... At the same time."
Son2 bit his lower lip and kept the stroking of his cock firm and slow, knowing what waits for him.
"Yes! I'll fuck you, just fucking please please please, I beg you make me cum I can't take this anymore!" Mother was so desperate that she started to weep. Se had finally reached the lowest point of desperate arousal - making her their bitch.
And with that satisfying Son1's demands, he complied immediately, not really being able to wait any long himself. He started thrusting his fingers and scratching that spot with the tips of his fingers relentlessly. She started wailing loudly, perking up a little from him, her hips in the air and just remained there as if she was ready at any second.
"YES! FUCK YES, PLEASE DON'T STOP! DON'T STOP! OH YEAH!" at this rate Mother started to scream out, her moans bouncing off the walls. And just like that the wet sounds from the pussy turned into squelching as she whined once more and her hips started to shake. It began spraying from her womanhood with such a powerful force, it had reached Son2. He moaned as well, hissing as he jerked a little in reaction, the warm juices splashed across his cock, hand and abdomen, making his arousal that much more powerful. He licked his lips as another spray of her release rained down on him, feeling the drop reach his lip. It awakened something so primal within him. Her climax was so intoxicating, just watching her tense, groaning intensely with her eyes rolling back and shaking briefly each second was driving him nuts.
After her orgasm was over, the throbbing of her pussy around his fingers finally settling down, Son1 gave her just couple of seconds to catch her breath and for her body to relax. He caressed her inner thigh that shook in response and massaged her breast, feeling how sensitive and overstimulated she was, knowing that the real party is about to start.
He did not want to waste anymore time. He grabbed her as he made them both stand up, not caring how unstable she was after such torture she had went through. His balls were beginning to hurt. Compared to his brother, Son1 got almost no stimulation over his cock. The worst part was she had leaked some of her juices over him, which made things rather worse. He pushed her onto Son2 who caught her as she stumbled and pulled her so she could straddle him.
Son2 looked at her above him and there was no thought behind her eyes. She was completely aware, but she was in complete autopilot mode, only doing what she is pushed to do. His cock was wet from her release and he would not wait for a second longer. When she straddled him, he made sure he lifted his hips up and he was in a comfortable enough position so he can thrust up into her. With her over him, holding on to his shoulders and her breasts hanging tantalizingly over his face, he guided his cock to her wet entrance. The moment his head pushed past her hole and into the scorching and wet embrace of her soft, overstimulated walls, they both moaned in unison. It was disgusting, she felt disgusting in that moment and Son2 loved it. To think his own mother would feel so good made his cock throb and move inside her. He pushed into her to the hilt and he moaned more, grinding his hips upwards, feeling her walls squeezing and massaging his length. He was already drooling in his mouth. She felt too fucking good, he needed to control himself.
Mother mewled and moved her hips forward and backwards ever so slightly when she felt him lodged into her completely. She felt like she'd melt from the feeling of him inside of her. She felt complete, whole and already fulfilled, but the hunger that started to swirl within her was powerful and it was stronger than anything she had felt before. It was like the release she had just moments earlier hadn't happened. She wanted more... No... She needed it.
And before anything else was done, Son1 had forced his way into her other hole, her rosebud burned with pain as she cried out, tensing in the grip of both of her sons as their hands held her in place, not allowing her to squirm away or break the position they currently were in. They did not care that they would hurt her - because this curse they suffered came with a great deal of positive traits. And one of them is that the Incubus manages to turn any and all sensations a human could experience into one of pleasure. And that sudden, disarming sensation of pain caused by the forceful entry into her backdoor, so completely unprepared and in such a compromising position, it quickly turned to this overwhelming feeling of euphoria for Mother.
She stared blankly at the wall across, straddling Son2 and Son1 mounting her from behind, her body unable to fully comprehend the amount of pleasure she was so suddenly experiencing. She moaned softly as the two began to move, Son2 reached for her breast with his mouth, tongue playing with the nipple, flicking it, tickling it with circular motions, tasting her sweat hungrily before the lips enveloped it and her began to suck on her. Mother moaned as she shivered, feeling the milk being sucked from the nipple, which she didn't even think was possible after so many years. If she was of clear mind now, how conflicting and disturbing this scenario would be to think that one of her sons is invading the place that he came out of since his birth and now once more is sucking on her teat. It's been over 20 years and now she's here... But Mother's mind was so invaded by pleasure that she was unable to process this as he sucked hard on her nipple, moaning as he tasted her motherly essence which only made him thrust harder into her, feeling the grip of her muscles loving him for each thrust he made.
Son1 was ruthlessly thrusting into the tight asshole, unable to control himself. He felt the urge to feed on her, much like his brother, but his frustration had showed as he aggressively bit down on the nape of her neck. She enjoyed it, she enjoyed every second of it, the whore of his mother even perked her ass even more, willing to take him in. He even reached down between her legs to find her most sensitive spot, firmly rubbing it with the intention to abuse every nerve of her body.
And Mother was losing her mind at that moment. Her moans filled the room as her eyes just stared at the wall, while her sons gnawed at her neck and breast, her body jerking forward from each loud and wet thrust that filled the room along with her cries. And she could feel it... She could feel the way she was becoming to lose herself - and she did not want to do anything about that to stop it.
Context: Everyone is well above age 18. Brothers have been dabbling in the occult and had an encounter with an incubus that had cursed them without the brothers being aware. Slowly the effects of the curse began to show in heightened libido, with the two possibly engaging with each other inappropriately, but for some strange reason, their attraction towards their mother had become almost magnetic, as she feeds them in some unexplainable way.
Mother was stubborn, but no amount of life experience and stubbornness would help her fight off the spell of her sons that were now learning to control against her. She did not know how she got into this situation, but she was now in the living room, feeling intoxicated as her blurry vision made sense of the environment and her position. Across her, just few feet away, was Son2, sitting naked on an arm chair, his cock hard in his hand as he was stroking it very slowly, a menacing smirk on his face as he drank her in. She was also on an armchair, yet not exactly. She could feel Son1 beneath her, she was sitting on top of him, his one arm wrapped around her waist and hand reaching up to squeeze her large breast possessively, while the other hand forcefully spread her legs, clearly all for the viewing pleasure of Son2 while Son1's fingers trailed across her lace panties. She was in lingerie, completely oblivious as to how she got this on while she was blacked out, but Mother was completely unable to control herself. She just laid on top of Son1, her chest breathing heavily as she could just move her head from side to side, groaning softly as she shivered from her son's touch. He kneaded her breast and his other hand began to work her covered pussy, fingers lightly rubbing over her clit in circles. She tried to suppress a moan, tensing on top of him, but he only held her tighter, slapping her womanhood. She yelped and trembled while the brothers chuckled at her. It was the dead of the night, Husband clearly working his third shift, as none of this would happen otherwise.
"Watch her, brother. She really acts like a whore when you tease her like this." Son1 spoke to Son2 as he was lightly rubbing her clit, holding her tighter as she made poor attempts to squirm in his arms. Her head rested back on his shoulder as she panted hard, her hips grinding into his as she was pathetically struggling, but that only aroused him further. He dug his face into her cheek, inhaling the scent of her skin deeply as he felt her fight her arousal.
Son2 grinned as he watched her reactions, his grip on his cock tighter as he began to stroke it harder while his precum began to build at the tip. "You really know how to hit her spot, brother. Look at her, I can almost see her throb." he taunted with a chuckle as Son1's finger rubbed her a little faster, and Son2 can see in between the lace how wet she was getting. Her thighs that were spread were trembling and slowly they started to sheen from all the pressure and pent up frustration from all the teasing.
"Oh, I saw the way she likes to play with her little pussy... I watched her masturbate after I almost fucked her in the tub." Son1 said darkly, almost growling into her cheek as he started to press his fingers harder into her petals and rubbing the entirety of her labia firmly and quickly, but most of the pressure of the movements was added onto her clit, and this certainly brought out wanted results.
Mother moaned loudly, her legs shaking as he began to stimulate the entirety of her clothed labia, and despite the lace, the scent of her arousal as well as the wet noises that came from there couldn't be covered. She was like in heat, breathily moaning to the air while willingly keeping her legs spread, unable to even think about fighting. She remembered what Son1 talked about. After her husband came home from work and Mother awkwardly attempting to continue with her day normally, she was fighting the horniness she was cursed with because of her outrageous son who apparently disappeared after he humiliated her in the tub. She ended up masturbating in the bedroom with no shame, and not even a thought to ask Husband to help her out with her secret predicament. She grabbed the same breast Son1 was gripping that first time and her fingers furiously rubbed her wet pussy. She was doing her best to keep quiet, gripping her breast and rubbing herself, breathing heavily all the while Son1 was peeking through the crack in the door, following her pace of fingering and intensity as he jerked off to her.
Seeing that Mother is beginning to submit to him, Son1 stopped everything he was doing to provoke a protest from her as she raised her head, looking down at herself, seeing Son1's fingers glistening from little of what juices soaked through the panties. He smirked seeing her silently protesting, knowing that they had her completely. He moved the panties to the side right next to her thigh and his fingers spread her labia apart, showing off her embarrassingly wet pussy to Son2.
The brother bit his lower lip, growling to himself as he smeared all of his precum over his length, watching his mother flush in absolute aroused embarrassment as she panted and how the entrance of her pussy throbbed desperately for attention. "That pussy is mine for tonight, brother." he stated darkly, making it known that this was the hole he would be filling for tonight.
Son1 smiled at him, the grip on Mother's breast tightening as he began to rub her now exposed and drenched lips, feeling her shiver on top of him, moaning in almost relief as she threw her head back when he continued to touching her. "Before that, see what else she can do." he almost as in amusement as he pushed his two fingers into her hot, tightening entrance, groaning at the feeling and just imagining how she must feel around a cock. And he began to relentlessly fingerfuck her. It was loud, sloppy and wet, he could feel the droplets of her arousal fall onto the skin of his legs as he went to town on her. And her reactions were glorious. Like a true whore in heat.
She tossed her head back, moaning loudly to the air and the windows of the ground floor weren't even covered up in this late hours of the night, so if anyone got curious, they could see the mother being used by her sons as if she was nothing but a whore. She was sweating as the noises she made could put every pornstar to shame as she mewled, groaned and moaned. Her eyes were desperate for release, lips wet and parted as she stared down at what Son1 was doing to her, how he destroyed her pussy with nothing but just two fingers. He was stroking her G spot, that sweet, soft wall of hers that only produced more juice. "Oh fuck... Oh fuck..." she mewled repeatedly, completely in awe, she was lustfully hypnotized as he continued to use her.
"Yeah, you like that, slut?" Son1 growled to her like a hungry beast, not slowing down or easing up on her for a second.
"Yeah..." she barely breathed in response, her hips even bucking into his hand as she felt the release slowly creeping up on her.
"Look at her, slut is so desperate to cum." Son2 commented as he bit his lower lip, struggling to control himself as he needed to slow down his jerking off, this becoming a little to hot to handle so soon.
"Nu-uh... She's not allowed to cum." Son1 stated assertively, slowing down the fingering, but he was rough with the way his fingers stroked her from within, not allowing her to take a break. "She'll have to beg for it." both of the brothers seemed to be delighted with this idea of light torture. Controlling her orgasm to watch her break even further. She was slowly being enslaved by the lust after being so stubborn and resisting their advances.
And now, she was truly a mess. he way he probed her G spot with consistent presses and drags across the inner wall, but not fast enough to offer her relief... Mother was wailing as she began to sweat profoundly, her pheromones intoxicating both of the lust-hungering Incubus brothers. Her feet pressed down onto Son1's knees so she could thrust her hips up into his hand, with clear and utter desperation to chase the orgasm as she was whining, huffing and puffing. Son2 had the perfect view of her hungry pussy wanting to devour his brother's fingers while mother's expression of pathetic desperation made his cock ache so hard it was becoming too painful. "Beg for it, bitch!" he growled with frustration, knowing that he would not invade that wet, pulsating hole until she cums. She would not be able to last long like this if he decided to make her his.
Son1 was grinning the entire time, despite her thrusting into his hand, he still kept the same slow pace, but only pressing and dragging harder against that soft spot on her wall. He had a raging hardon that he could only control because he was dominating her like this. And he did not let up. He kept it up, feeling her shuddering with absolute frustration because he did not allow the tension inside her body that ached for release to settle down.
Mother was livid. No matter how hard she was thrusting, the feeling only got better, but not enough stimulation to make her cum. It was worse than edging, because she was at the very peak, but not going anywhere. Her hair was so wet from sweat it was sticking to her temples and shoulders, even sticking to her son's shoulder that she was leaning against.
She couldn't do it anymore. "Please!" she cried out, her hands gripping the armrests of the chair. "Please please please, I beg you, please make me cum! I beg you!"
Son1 grinned even more, as he stopped thrusting his fingers into her, instead he began to quickly move his fingers against the wall, the tips lightly scratching the G spot which made her wail and tense even more to the point his other arm needed to pin her back down to his front. He did it rather quickly and stopped, feeling the hot throbbing around his fingers, it nearly made her cum. "Yeah? If I make you cum, that means you'll need to fuck the both of us... At the same time."
Son2 bit his lower lip and kept the stroking of his cock firm and slow, knowing what waits for him.
"Yes! I'll fuck you, just fucking please please please, I beg you make me cum I can't take this anymore!" Mother was so desperate that she started to weep. Se had finally reached the lowest point of desperate arousal - making her their bitch.
And with that satisfying Son1's demands, he complied immediately, not really being able to wait any long himself. He started thrusting his fingers and scratching that spot with the tips of his fingers relentlessly. She started wailing loudly, perking up a little from him, her hips in the air and just remained there as if she was ready at any second.
"YES! FUCK YES, PLEASE DON'T STOP! DON'T STOP! OH YEAH!" at this rate Mother started to scream out, her moans bouncing off the walls. And just like that the wet sounds from the pussy turned into squelching as she whined once more and her hips started to shake. It began spraying from her womanhood with such a powerful force, it had reached Son2. He moaned as well, hissing as he jerked a little in reaction, the warm juices splashed across his cock, hand and abdomen, making his arousal that much more powerful. He licked his lips as another spray of her release rained down on him, feeling the drop reach his lip. It awakened something so primal within him. Her climax was so intoxicating, just watching her tense, groaning intensely with her eyes rolling back and shaking briefly each second was driving him nuts.
After her orgasm was over, the throbbing of her pussy around his fingers finally settling down, Son1 gave her just couple of seconds to catch her breath and for her body to relax. He caressed her inner thigh that shook in response and massaged her breast, feeling how sensitive and overstimulated she was, knowing that the real party is about to start.
He did not want to waste anymore time. He grabbed her as he made them both stand up, not caring how unstable she was after such torture she had went through. His balls were beginning to hurt. Compared to his brother, Son1 got almost no stimulation over his cock. The worst part was she had leaked some of her juices over him, which made things rather worse. He pushed her onto Son2 who caught her as she stumbled and pulled her so she could straddle him.
Son2 looked at her above him and there was no thought behind her eyes. She was completely aware, but she was in complete autopilot mode, only doing what she is pushed to do. His cock was wet from her release and he would not wait for a second longer. When she straddled him, he made sure he lifted his hips up and he was in a comfortable enough position so he can thrust up into her. With her over him, holding on to his shoulders and her breasts hanging tantalizingly over his face, he guided his cock to her wet entrance. The moment his head pushed past her hole and into the scorching and wet embrace of her soft, overstimulated walls, they both moaned in unison. It was disgusting, she felt disgusting in that moment and Son2 loved it. To think his own mother would feel so good made his cock throb and move inside her. He pushed into her to the hilt and he moaned more, grinding his hips upwards, feeling her walls squeezing and massaging his length. He was already drooling in his mouth. She felt too fucking good, he needed to control himself.
Mother mewled and moved her hips forward and backwards ever so slightly when she felt him lodged into her completely. She felt like she'd melt from the feeling of him inside of her. She felt complete, whole and already fulfilled, but the hunger that started to swirl within her was powerful and it was stronger than anything she had felt before. It was like the release she had just moments earlier hadn't happened. She wanted more... No... She needed it.
And before anything else was done, Son1 had forced his way into her other hole, her rosebud burned with pain as she cried out, tensing in the grip of both of her sons as their hands held her in place, not allowing her to squirm away or break the position they currently were in. They did not care that they would hurt her - because this curse they suffered came with a great deal of positive traits. And one of them is that the Incubus manages to turn any and all sensations a human could experience into one of pleasure. And that sudden, disarming sensation of pain caused by the forceful entry into her backdoor, so completely unprepared and in such a compromising position, it quickly turned to this overwhelming feeling of euphoria for Mother.
She stared blankly at the wall across, straddling Son2 and Son1 mounting her from behind, her body unable to fully comprehend the amount of pleasure she was so suddenly experiencing. She moaned softly as the two began to move, Son2 reached for her breast with his mouth, tongue playing with the nipple, flicking it, tickling it with circular motions, tasting her sweat hungrily before the lips enveloped it and her began to suck on her. Mother moaned as she shivered, feeling the milk being sucked from the nipple, which she didn't even think was possible after so many years. If she was of clear mind now, how conflicting and disturbing this scenario would be to think that one of her sons is invading the place that he came out of since his birth and now once more is sucking on her teat. It's been over 20 years and now she's here... But Mother's mind was so invaded by pleasure that she was unable to process this as he sucked hard on her nipple, moaning as he tasted her motherly essence which only made him thrust harder into her, feeling the grip of her muscles loving him for each thrust he made.
Son1 was ruthlessly thrusting into the tight asshole, unable to control himself. He felt the urge to feed on her, much like his brother, but his frustration had showed as he aggressively bit down on the nape of her neck. She enjoyed it, she enjoyed every second of it, the whore of his mother even perked her ass even more, willing to take him in. He even reached down between her legs to find her most sensitive spot, firmly rubbing it with the intention to abuse every nerve of her body.
And Mother was losing her mind at that moment. Her moans filled the room as her eyes just stared at the wall, while her sons gnawed at her neck and breast, her body jerking forward from each loud and wet thrust that filled the room along with her cries. And she could feel it... She could feel the way she was becoming to lose herself - and she did not want to do anything about that to stop it.
I always come for some nasty taboos, girlie can't help it. However, I don't intend to this be like a porn plot or anything, I want actual development into erotica. I want to make it dramatic with fun and adventurous content that leads into the sex.
Basically what I had in mind is that MC is perhaps a graduating student at the uni still living with her rich parents. She is prim and proper, raised right by her reputable parents, she has a reputation to keep and a legacy to build, as her parents are already discussing the possibility of her having to marry sooner rather than later. We can go as far as to say that she is in a serious relationship and YC can also be in a relationship or married.
Something happened in the family - some form of drama, a tragedy, something strange and unexpected, you name it, so everyone had gathered for the next week or so, and the uncle, her father's brother, also comes to visit. The two have a complicated relationship. They do respect each other, but they go through conflicts a lot. MC's father is a gentleman, but his brother? The best way I can describe it is rough, rugged, manly, intimidating, Brad Pitt in Fight Club type of rugged. He is the black sheep of the family, not always invited for family events (or he just doesn't care to attend) and this is the first time MC sees him in years.
MC didn't get to really hang out with other men throughout her life, but she had snuck around and rebelled in secrecy in her own little ways, but she didn't even dream of her uncle being so drop-dead handsome in his improper glory. He was not wearing a suit, freshly cut hair and maybe he grew a beard, perhaps he has some marks on him for whatever reason and she was incredibly intrigued.
And YC perhaps just loved the idea to hit his brother where it hurts and encourage his little princess to be rebellious. He'd give her alcohol to spite her father and drink in front of him, make crude jokes in front of her to embarrass his brother and other minor stuff. But, for whatever familial reason, MC's father is constantly busy and needs to be away often with his wife, the mother and he assigns someone from the family to keep an eye out on MC (a female family member - an aunt, grandmother, close family friend, older cousin, etc.) YC seeing this opportunity to ruin the girl who was caged her whole life and didn't experience much decides to corrupt her a little and with no intention to seduce her, he wanted to just allow her to let loose a little. And whoever was assigned to look after MC actually likes YC and they promised not to tell the father, thinking that YC is just a goof who likes to have fun and even MC begs to be let go while her father is not around.
And our characters go on small adventures that by average person wouldn't think much of it. Going to biker bars, going to a pub, visiting sketchy places, trying out drugs and other activities, etc. But this develops into inappropriate behavior because the attraction really sparks between the two. It starts small and it slowly develops into something more and when the father returns, and these two have a secret and incredibly risky affair under everyone's noses. Especially if the two of them are cheating. MC starved for adventure and sexual excitement is so down for being nasty and they're just a room away from their family. He makes her feel alive, attractive and excited, while she makes him feel young again, spicing up his life. And who knows where this inappropriate affair leads.
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