LA ESPOSA DEL MONSTRUO
by ErickJcasares23
La noche que conocí a Damián De Luca llevaba un vestido blanco. Irónico, considerando que fue la misma noche en que enterré todo lo que era. Dicen que cuando un monstruo entra en tu vida lo sabes de inmediato. Que el aire cambia. Que el miedo avisa. Mentira. A veces llegan vestidos de negro, oliendo a lujo, hablando con calma… y sonriendo como si pudieran comprarte el alma. Cuando lo vi cruzar la puerta, todos bajaron la mirada. Yo no. Ese fue mi primer error. El segundo… fue convertirme en su esposa
Incest on the Beach With Mom
by ehollander
Mom and I encounter a strange girl on the beach. She has a misogyny kink. I end up fucking her and mom both.
Там где мерцает свет
by BlairKaraseva
Он вышел из тьмы 90-х. Руки в крови. Башка — цирк с Пиковой дамой в главной роли. Она не должна была выжить. Но выжила. И теперь он не знает — убить её или… не отпускать. Спойлер: ни то, ни другое. Дальше — только боль, грязь, жёсткий секс и один поворот, который я не расскажу даже под пытками. Дарк-роман. Очень жестоко. 18+. Ты предупреждён. 🪓
Family Corruption
by Satya69
The rules were simple. The consequences were not. When the daughter-in-law Su Yu suggest to a family game that night. She didn't expect to unleash a Pandora's Box of forbidden desires and long-buried secrets. In one night, the pristine image of the family shatters, revealing a web of complicated bonds and taboo arrangements that threaten to consume her. The game is over, but the real play for desire, passion, and survival has just begun..
Son's Domination: Corrupting Incest
by jackiebliss
All characters are over 18. The dusty road stretched out before me, each step bringing me closer to a home I'd only dreamed about for the past three years. At 22, I was no longer the boy who had left - the army had changed me, hardened me, but also made me achingly aware of what I'd left behind. As I crested the final hill, my heart leapt into my throat. There it was - my childhood home, bathed in the warm glow of the setting sun. And there, on the porch, were the two women who had occupied my thoughts during countless lonely nights. My mother, Jennifer, still radiant at 40, her golden hair cascading over her shoulders. And beside her, my sister Jacqueline, now 19 and blossoming into a beauty that rivaled our mother's. They both waved enthusiastically, their bodies swaying with excitement.