by Vulgus

Caution: This Incest Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa, Fa/Fa, Mult, Consensual, Romantic, NonConsensual, Reluctant, Mind Control, Incest, Cousins, Uncle, Niece, BDSM, MaleDom, FemaleDom, Humiliation, Gang Bang, Group Sex, Black Male, White Female, Oral Sex, Anal Sex, Petting, Water Sports, Spitting, Exhibitionism,

Desc: Incest Sex Story: A young woman loses the ability to control her sexuality. This leads to a lot of mental conflict, and great deal of pleasure. It also leads to some major changes in her life. There is one rough sex scene in this story. But I don't go into a lot of detail and it is not a large part of the story. There is also one brief ws scene, just so we can really get to hate the guy we need to hate. To those people that have written to complain that I am mellowing, I know. I apologize. I'll work on it.

Foreword: This story was inspired by my recent vacation in Washington, D.C. My wife and I stayed just outside the city and commuted to our hotel on the subway. One evening I looked up to see an attractive young woman in a simple black dress sitting facing me. She appeared to be reading a book and her knees were far enough apart that I could make out the white flash of her panties underneath. But as the train moved down the track I watched as her knees slowly separated even farther. I saw her glance up and our eyes met for only a fraction of a second. There was no longer any question that her exposure might be accidental.

She brought her knees together when we stopped at the next two subway stops. But each time we pulled away from the station she would carefully look around and then slowly spread her legs again.

Her expression never changed. She appeared to those around her as if she was engrossed in her book. Our eyes never met again. But she received her secret thrill, entertained me, and left me with an incredible, almost painful erection. I know she won't ever see this story. But it is dedicated to her. I wish that I could somehow convey to her my appreciation for that wonderful subway ride. But then, I suppose she knows how much I enjoyed it.

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