Incest Stories

A Making of a Gigolo Story
Prudence had believed for fifteen years that she was responsible for her husband's death, because she had flirted with his brother. She'd punished herself for fifteen years, and the darkness in her life had infected her daughter too. Then she met Bobby.

Toby Adamson has been best friends with twins Andrew and Natasha Stevenson ever since they met in kindergarten, when they were five years old. Toby was totally in love with Natasha by the time that they reached the age of ten. This part of their story begins in 1966, as the Stevenson family move away from their old home, near Toby's house, to a newly built ranch-style bungalow, near the hamlet of Northolt, in the English Cotswolds. Toby is about to go and spend a few days with the family...

Mark and Julia attend a dinner party and find themselves drawn into an unimaginable realm, one with people of extraordinary strength and mental prowess, where relationship boundaries are fluid and wrong choices can be fatal. A world defined by hidden agendas, shifting alliances, deep intimacy and dangerous liaisons.

Sophie announces to her family that's she's getting married. In a commune! Naked! Father refuses to attend so 18 yo brother Charlie has to walk her down the aisle. What will Sophie think when she sees her brother's penis? Sees it's bigger than the groom's. And what will his mother think? Whose baby will Charlie father? And what about Isabel, his younger sister? / (Reviews)

A sixteen year old girl agrees to pose for some semi-nude and nude photographs for her talented fifteen year old brother who needs them for the photography course he is taking. I think you can see where this is going. / (Reviews)

Heart-broken and beaten in love A woman learns life does go on with some help from a friend. She attends a camp where adults do what they want, where they want, how they want. Will she find a new love as well?

An Uncle Bob Story
There is a story about a frog that is put into a pot of water at room temperature. The pot is put on the stove and the heat is increased slowly. The frog is alleged not to realize he is being cooked, even up to his final moments. I understand that frog, because in a sense, the same thing happened to me. My house was the pot. My niece and her two friends were the water. And a happy little accident was the source of the heat that slowly cooked me.