KENJI GIVE ME A CHANCE 🙏🙏🙏 I ALSO HAVE GLOWING BROWN SKIN AND DARK HAIR 🙏🙏 I CANT SPEAK

“Hey it’s ok… its ok. Let’s just sit down.”

Dad settled you back in his lap, gentle, heavy hands running down your thighs, his palms big enough to cover each of them. He sighed quietly, tilting up a little, and you whined as you felt him press even deeper into your cunt.

You’ve been having lap time like this for awhile. Usually he just rubbed you, one thick finger dragging down the front of your shorts, over your little cock and squishing between your folds through the cloth. He’d get you all wet while he rocked up against you, and then he’d hug you close when he slipped a finger inside and his jeans chafed as he humped harder.

But tonight was different.

It started the same, he offered to watch your favorite show with you, and you crawled up on the couch with him in excitement, but then, after the theme song, he said you were going further tonight. He pulled out his cock—his big adult cock that you had only seen close up when you went pee together—and had you rub against that instead. Without your shorts. And with your underwear pulled to the side, too.

He just had you slide along it for a bit, the TV playing in the background, his slow breathing warm in your ear, and you made the little sounds you always did and your toes curled as your little cock ran along the hard, thick, outside of his. You could see the plump veins twitching beneath his skin, and watched as he reached around to stroke his tip a bit, the foreskin pulling down when he thumbed at it.

But then Dad moved you and rubbed against you himself. It was just like his finger, he said, he was going to press in just the same, and he did, but when he started going, it was so much bigger, too much bigger for a kid like you. And you tried to get up. And he stopped you. And he pulled you back down. And now you could feel his fly scraping against your ass and your hole—young and wet and dripping—was stretched too-wide over his too-big cock.

“There we go honey, isn’t that nice.” Dad’s voice was low, so low and heavy as he nosed into your neck and rolled into you that it almost sounded like a growl. “That’s it. That’s it.”

He didn’t rock much, just kept you there. Hands on your sides, moving slightly but mostly just rubbing over your smooth little tummy, pressing on the bulge there and making you squirm.

It did get better after a bit, especially when his hand slid down to run slowly over your kid parts. Smooth and sticky and steady. You whined again, toes flexing where they couldn’t touch the floor, twitching down onto the girth of him as heat slid down to your ankles. Maybe this wasn’t so bad. Dad keened quietly, fingers pressing flat over the little nub of your cock.

Then, all at once, he hissed and went still, and everything inside became warm. You moaned, all quiet, and he panted in your ear, tensing and untensing as his hand pressed hard over your cock, making it light up and tightening your whole body up hot.

You screwed your eyes shut, hands coming up to grip on one of his arms as your hips ground down of their own volition, confused and fuzzy and desperate to feel more of that thick, pumping, warmth inside you.

When you blinked your eyes open again, there was a bigger bulge in your belly, and your skin felt stretched even further. Dad’s hand ran over your tummy again, pushing ever so slightly, and you felt something hot gush out around his cock. He kept playing with your kiddo parts idly, even though you were tired.

“Go to sleep hun,” he murmured, petting your hair. He was still hard inside, you could feel it. He seemed to wait a moment, letting your breath even out, before one of his rough, wet, fingers left your cock to drag down around your entrance, feeling where you were still connected. He tugged at it a bit, breath stuttering, and the touch made your whole brain buzz.

“Rest baby,” he whispered. “Poppa’s got you.”

Incest hentai ❤️

Incest hentai with an equal focus on both siblings 💫❤️✨️🩷💝💓💕✨️❣️

i hate when i have ocs and they're siblings and dating but i have to pretend they arent

everytime someone has to pretend their incest ocs aren't dating an angel loses its wings

You age characters up, I age them wayyyy down. We are not the same.

The Fire in Your Souls

Pairing: Antinous x Maid!Reader

Tags: nsfw, smut, hallway sex, vaginal fingering, teasing, name-calling, degradation, secret relationship, creampie, plotting a takeover, corruption

Word count: 1.2k

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A/N: You know what? That one Anon got under my skin a little. Have some smut with my problematic husband.

When Antinous and his friends started visiting Penelope so many years ago you avoided them like so many other maids in the palace. Everyone knew that the Queen would wait for her husband to return. But no one knew just how stubborn the suitors were, particularly Antinous.

Penelope couldn’t exactly kick them out either so it was up to you and the rest of the maids and servants to make sure they did as little damage as possible. It didn’t help that the Prince had been getting into fights with them recently.

Tensions were certainly escalating. Particularly the one between you and Antinous.

It started with little flirts, glances here and there, his hand gliding against yours when you’d hand him wine. Then it was him grabbing your wrist and kissing your hand to thank you, much to the amusement of other men around him. After that he started hovering around tables you were at, loudly talking over his friends so you heard him more and watching your reaction to his stories. Then it became him waiting for you to arrive so he could take the wine and walk with you, talking to you more and more, getting into your personal space.

After that came the kisses in hallways. They were sudden, rough, full of his lust and pent up rage. Not at you, at Penelope, at Odysseus, at Telemachus. He hated that whole damn family. You should have hated him too. But the more you met with him in secret the more you wanted him, the more of yourself you gave to him, let him take and take, as much as he wanted.

“Much rather you be my Queen when I take the throne.” He stated while he shoved his tongue down your throat and grabbed you by the hips, pinned you against the cold wall.

“You’re talking about treason. I can’t let you do that, and you know it.” Despite his words your body responded favorably to his touches. Your hands moved across his strong shoulders, looping around his neck.

“Oh yeah? And how would you stop me? What are you gonna do? Poison my wine? If you wanted to do that you could have. But I think that deep down you like it. You like what I do to you, how I make you feel.” His hand snuck between your legs and cupped your pussy, feeling the slick gathering on his palm. “Such a naughty little thing. Be honest with me for once.”

You gritted your teeth and dug your fingers into skin skin like you wanted to add to the many scars he already had. “You’re right. I could have poison- ah! Poisoned you. When ever I wanted.” Antonius clicked his tongue at your threat before two rough fingers plunged into your pussyhole.

“You’ve got a lot of guts, I’ll give you that. Just the kinda thing I like in a woman. But I don’t take threats to my life lightly, not even from a whore like you. Letting a man between your legs so easily, gripping my fingers so hard.” His lips traveled down your neck, sucking bruises against your delicate skin.

“Not any man. Just you. Just you.” You moaned and offered him more of your neck, one of your legs hooking onto his hip, allowing him to fuck his fingers into you deeper. “Not enough. Fuck me properly or don’t at all.”

“And now you think you can order me around. You need to learn where your place is.” He growled against your neck, but he sounded more amused than angry. His fingers dug into the soft plush of your thigh and kept your leg up on his hip while his fingers did a scissoring motion inside your cunt, opening it up and letting the wetness flow down his hand and onto the floor. “You’re getting your precious Queen’s palace dirty. Let me help you with that. And don’t worry, I won’t tell. I’ll gladly be the one who will punish you for it.”

“Punish me how?” Your voice trembled in anticipation, you already knew the answer. You could feel it pressing against you, hot and throbbing.

Antinous grinned wickedly and sucked his fingers clean of your juices, his eyes looking down at your pussy, clenching around nothing. He shook his head, almost like he was pitting you, mocking you. He probably was. The fucking asshole he was. He pushed his clothes down around his ankles, not that he wore much anyways, always wanting to show off his body, his muscles, the scars that he wore like victory on his dark skin.

He grabbed his cock and slapped it against your cunt, causing it to ache even more every time.

“What should I do to you? I wonder…” He tilted his head as if this was even something he needed to think about. “I think… I think I’m gonna make the whole Palace hear you. That should be enough, for now.”

He hummed as his angry tip was pushed into your hole and was met with soft velvety inner walls.

Quickly his hands grabbed your wrists and pinned them to the sides of your head, making it so you can’t move, so you can’t cover your mouth. Before you could tell him he was being a jerk he shoved his whole cock into you in one thrust. A loud moan tore from your throat in response. “Gods!”

Proudly he smiled and leaned in enough that his lips brushed against yours, barely. His cock plowed into your pussy with force, pushing you onto your toes. “Scram for me. Let your Queen hear the kind of cockwhore she has in her service. Let everyone else know whose cock claimed you.” Antinous bit down at the column of your neck, hard.

You couldn’t stop moaning and chanting his name, your eyes trained on the ceiling just in case you didn’t say any other servant pass by and turn the other way. Best if you didn’t know. “You’re fucking me so good! So much better than fingers!”

“Mhm, I know, I know. I know what sluts like you want. Give you a good cock and you’ll do anything I say. Even keep our earlier conversation a secret. I promise it won’t be bad, just a little takeover, no one has to get hurt. And then we’re rule, you and me. Does that sound like something you’d want?” His words were soft but they sent shivers down your spine. Your brain told you to run from him, that he was dangerous, no good, a bad man. Your body had very different ideas, your pussy clenched around him so hard that his thrusts got even rougher to go against it’s tightness. “Yeah, I knew you’d like it. My pretty slut, my future Queen!”

Your hips met his in passionate thrust, you felt his balls slapping against you, his hands leaving marks, his breath catch as hot seed invaded your womb and planted itself there. “An-tonius!” You arched into him, riding his cock the best you could from your pinned position.

He let his lips fall against your shoulder, kissing it as he carefully slid out of your pussy. His hand returned back down and cupped your pussy, fucking the cum back into you when it dripped down. “That. Stays. In. There.” He announced with every thrust. “Otherwise how will we give Ithaca it’s future royal family?” As he kissed you again you felt a ghost of a loving smile press against your lips. He was still a bad man, but he was the man who conquered your heart, body and soul.

We need more dark skinned lolis!!!

I Agreed!

saying “but im just a little girl!!!” when big sis touches me, she said “that makes it even better” and i wowowowowowumwow

what I say: “it is what it is”

what I mean: “I have cried about this for hours and have probably self harmed and contemplated suicide over this.

aaa i need a mom/dad to take advantage of me ໒꒰ྀི ˃̵͈᷄ ^ ˂̵͈᷅ ꒱ྀི১

preferably an older woman