Incest Cursed Cabin
Copyright© 2025 by Syntheticincest
Chapter 9
Incest Sex Story: Chapter 9 - Powerful business man purchases an incest cursed cabin and becomes corrupted as he is on a business trip.
Caution: This Incest Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Fa/Fa Ma/Ma Consensual Mind Control BiSexual Heterosexual Paranormal Incest Mother Son Brother Sister Father Daughter InLaws Group Sex Anal Sex Cream Pie Facial Masturbation Squirting
Ben Crowley, 42, Amy’s dad
Amy, 20, daughter
Mia, the dead wife
Ivy Summers, 18, goth daughter
Dan Summers, 42, Dad
Carmen 42, Mom
Twin
Max, 20, Son
Mason, 20, Son
Amy, 20, Max’s girlfriend
This is Ben, Amy’s dad. My daughter’s mouth sucking my cock, her fingers tugging on my cock, made me crazy with lust. Her pussy was succulent like fruit. I was not able to comprehend what had happened to me, but I knew I needed her to live. Our incestuous sixty-nine was a kind of feast. My cock flexed and oozed a continuous flow of cum inside her sucking mouth. I held her pussylips apart as nutritious pussy juice flowed from her body into my mouth.
Even my tongue was longer and flicked faster than before. Her nubile body shivered and twitched as I pleasured her. She was my life now. Strange. How could such a thing be? After her mom’s death, I had gotten religious. Now all those taboos were being broken. Were they? Were we even human anymore?
My beautiful redheaded 20-year-old daughter sucked my cock like a ravenous slut. I licked her pussy like a jungle cat. I had always thought she would marry Max. Now I only cared about our pleasure and survival. Had we become symbiotic vampires, needing to feed on each other? I didn’t care.
Her body began twitching and writhing. Her juices flowed faster. Her lips vibrated on my cock as she moaned. I gripped her ass cheeks hard, knowing she was going to gush. I gulped down her creamy flow as she squirted all over my face.
My body tensed as my cock jerked and flexed, sending streams of incestuous cum inside her mouth. I was aware of her gulping sounds as my toes curled with my jism release. I grunted on her sopping pussy like a wild beast as I came in unnatural amounts of male human virility.
The taste, scent, and noises in my bedroom, our bedroom, stimulated me to incestuous madness. I pushed her off me, glaring and growling at her. “I’m going to kiss, lick, and suck every freckle and square inch of your body!”
“Oh, my fucking god, Daddy!” she moaned and gasped as I squeezed and fingered her luscious young flesh. She panted and sobbed as I licked and sucked on that freckled form. “Oooh, Daddy! I love you sooo fucking much,” she cried as I worshipped my grown-up girl.
She grabbed my hand and humped on it as I finger fucked her and sucked on her toes. I had her screaming, crying, and sobbing as I tossed her around on the bed like a rag doll. Her outbursts of dirty talk made me all the more maddened with arousal.
“Daddyyy! Fucking dirty bastard, Daddy! Making me so goddam fucking hooot! Oh, my fucking god! Fuck! Fuck! I’m having incest with my fucking DADDEEE! Ooh! Fuck! Fucking Fuck!”
“Grab the fucking headboard, princess slut!” I growled in her ear.
She scrambled into position, wagging her wet bottom. She glared at me over her shoulder. “Fuck me, Daddy! Jesus fucking Christ! Get that goddam daddy dick in my fucking pussy!”
I rubbed my cock head against her slick pussylips, running a hand over a perfect ass mound. “Is this what my darling daughter wants?”
“Yeah! Fuck yeah, Daddy!” she yelled, reaching back with one hand. “Feed my pussy that delicious fucking incest jizz!”
I shoved my cock head inside the entrance of her cunt sleeve. She shuddered and gasped. I pushed the bloated shaft inside, feeling her pussy walls stretching around it like a wet glove. As I drove in and out of her forbidden pussy I kissed and licked her upper back. She moaned and gasped, grinding against me harder. I leaned over her back, gripping her swinging, meaty tit globes. She sobbed and shuddered as I pinched her nipples.
“Oh, my fucking god, Daddy! You’re gonna make me cum so goddam fucking hard!” she cried out. She pushed and humped back with a frantic desperation, anxious to have me push her off the climax cliff.
With one hand, I gripped a handful of red hair and tugged. With the other, I slapped an ass cheek as I rammed inside her. She shuddered and sobbed, beginning to twitch. She gripped the headboard so hard I thought it might break. I had to grip her hips and tug her against me as she screamed and squealed, bucking and thrashing as if having a seizure. Her pussy muscles clenched my turgid cock. I yelled and grunted like a wild beast, pumping my orgasming daughter full of forbidden fluid.
Perverted images of Amy flooded my corrupted mind. She could wear slutty lingerie. Change her hair color. She could change her makeup and clothes to drive me mad with incestuous lust. All so I could service both our needs.
She collapsed on the bed. I collapsed on top of her, my cock buried in her cum soaked pussy. She turned her head. We panted, licking tongues, staring into each other’s eyes. She reminded me so much of her mother and the heated sex we enjoyed.
“Would you like me to wear slutty lingerie for you, Daddy?” she giggled. “I can be your wife now,” she smirked.
“Are you reading my thoughts?” I asked, feeling my cock hardening inside of her.
“I sense it,” she frowned. “Like ... Mom used to do for you. Dress up and fuck you any way you wanted.”