The Incest Meme

[inthefamily]

the incest meme

incest; noun — sexual intercourse between closely related persons.

It's no secret that in most modern societies, incest is frowned upon these days. "Keeping it in the family" is no longer a necessity, as people can travel freely and go many places to meet potential mates. Of course, that's not always the case. In some cultures, incest is allowed as long as it's not too close of a relationship; Japan, for instance, permits first cousins to be married, as do many other countries. In addition, incest was often practiced in the past, both for convenience. Still, today, it's mostly taboo, though some continue to partake because of circumstance or other factors.

And, as you all know, we love breaking a good taboo AND we can make quite a lot of...factors.

We're providing them today, everything from the setting to the relatives. But you don't have a living relative, or the person you're stuck with isn't related to you! No problem. Aren't they really related to you? We'll make you believe that, at any rate. There's lots of varieties, too, so it's something the whole family can get in on.

1. Siblings
2. Parent/child
3. Cousins
4. Aunts or uncles/nieces or nephews
5. Adopted/Step

Where is all this taking place? It's your lucky day! You'll have a lot of options to "choose" from.

1. Modern suburbia
2. Medieval times
3. Fantasy kingdom
4. 1700s-1800s
5. Victorian era
6. The future
7. Wildcard

With all that in your very own family tree, who needs to climb up another one? Maybe it's an unrequited, one-sided love or a mutual attraction. While you may be hesitant or regretful at first (they don't call it the forbidden fruit for nothing), there's something that will turn the tables towards a little more than familial.

HOW TO PLAY:

-Comment with your characters, preferences, yadda yadda.
-Blank comments are fine, though given the nature of the post, you might want to list specifically what you want and don't want. IE:

Suzy Q | A canon | F/M
(No parent child. Especially interested in big brother/little sister.)

You can also use the always handy form:
<b>Character Name:</b> Your character's name<br /><b>Age:</b> Your characters age.<br /><b>Yes:</b> For kinks.<br /><b>No:</b> For kinks.<br /><b>Personality:</b> Your character's personality. It doesn't have to be long, just a few sentences.<br /><b>Anything Else:</b> Got anything else to add? Add it here!

-Tag each other and have fun! To determine the relationship and scenario, you can use the RNG (roll once for relationship, then again for setting). Or just wing it!]

Comments

[iamforever]

Freddy licked his lips as his hips began to rock against her mouth of their own accord. He alternated between tugging on her hair and caressing it.

[pretty_poison]

Pam knew he was getting close. And she moaned in anticipation. She moved to his rocking with skill, sucking and vibrating, wanting so bad to make daddy happy.

[iamforever]

Just a little longer and Freddy would have the bliss that he craved. Not that he planned to leave Pam out, but her pleasure would wait until after supper. When she was good he always gave more than he took.

[pretty_poison]

"Daddy... do you want me to swallow you... or do you want to make me dirty?" Pamela asked, inbetween sucking him, and and licking him to extend his pleasure.

[iamforever]

"Swallow," he groaned, pressing his fingertips even more firmly into her scalp. "Every last drop."

[pretty_poison]

"Yes daddy..." Pamela returned to her efforts on his cock. She was even more anxious now, hungry for his cum.

[iamforever]

Just a few more strokes and his breathing became more rapid. He groaned softly as he came, struggling to keep himself from pushing her head further onto him so she wouldn't miss a single drop.

[pretty_poison]

Pam sucked and swallowed his cum, working hard so she didn't disappoint her daddy. She moaned in delight, as the thick cum went down her throat.

[iamforever]

A few drops still spilled from him, but he was beginning to relax. He sighed again and stroked Pamela's hair lovingly, finally opening his eyes to look down at her.

"Such a good girl."

[pretty_poison]

She licked his cock as clean as she could, staying on her knees, blushing softly at his praise.

"Thank you daddy."

She waited for his next command. Anxious for his next desire.

[iamforever]

He tucked himself away and refastened his pants, pleased with her obedience and performance.

"Now start dinner. When we're finished, daddy will show you how much he loves you."

[pretty_poison]

"Yes daddy." Their relationship might be considered complicated to some. But Pamela loved her daddy. Very much so. And wouldn't change a thing. Would never betray him.

She was still wet. Wanting. But she moved to the sink to start supper.

[iamforever]

"Good girl," he praised as he rose from his chair and headed into the living room to read the newspaper while Pamela prepared their dinner. He hadn't killed in a while and the urge to draw blood was growing in him, but there were still articles about previous children he had murdered.

[pretty_poison]

Pamela had heard about the murders. They talked about them at school. She knew people wanted to know who was responsible...

They would never take her daddy away from her.

It didn't take her long to have supper ready. She served his plate first, hot and ready. "Daddy? Do you want a drink tonight?"

[iamforever]

When dinner was ready he put the newspaper down and entered the kitchen, taking a seat again.

"Just a beer tonight, sweetheart."

Sometimes he drank a little more than he should, leaving Pamela at the mercy of his darker side. It made him question her loyalty at times. She knew about the killings--had seen him kill her own mother--but she always seemed so genuine...

[pretty_poison]

Pamela served him a nice cold beer, Sitting at his side, waiting to wait on his needs. If he wanted more food. More beer. She would get it for him.

She had a dark side too. But daddy was always loyal to her. And when he indulged in his dark side... it made her thirsty for more.

They belonged together.

[iamforever]

When she set the beer down he picked up the bottle and took a nice, long drink. He only bought good alcohol; none of that cheap crap most of the other men drank.

Dinner smelled nice, and he began to eat quietly, considering the issue of loyalty. It had been a long time since her mother had died, and yet he was still here; still had his freedom.

[pretty_poison]

Pamela had her first erotic experience, that night daddy killed her mother. Seeing a life be taken... her daddy having such control. Such power.

She would give him that power over her willingly. Anytime he asked.

He never gave her a reason for killing mother. But Pamela never asked. She didn't care. She loved him.

[iamforever]

He paused for a moment, watching her thoughtfully.

"Aren't you eating tonight?"

[pretty_poison]

"I always eat after you daddy." Pamela reminded him.

[iamforever]

"Hmm."

He wasn't sure how he felt about that habit, but as long as she was eating. If he found out that she wasn't he wouldn't be pleased.

Freddy continued to eat his dinner quietly, and when he was finished he polished off his beer as well. Tonight wasn't going to be a night for over drinking, but he craved another.

"Another beer, sweetheart."

[pretty_poison]

He should know that his wants and desires came first.

She cleared his empty plate, and replaced the empty beer bottle with a new one. Sometimes she envied the beers... the children that daddy craved for. That he craved for them, over her.

Pamela served her own plate, now that her daddy had eaten.

[iamforever]

"I love you, Princess," he said as he reached over to stroke her cheek. Then he stood, beer in hand. "Come sit with me on the sofa when you're finished."

With that he left and returned to the living room, taking a few drinks of his beer as he went. Tonight would be a night to stay home, he decided; stay home and love his daughter.

[pretty_poison]

"Yes daddy. I love you too." She leaned into the stroking touch.

She finished her meal, cleaning up the dirty plate, then went to sit beside her daddy on the sofa.

He always made her feel delightfully nervous. Anxious to be the one to please him.

[iamforever]

By the time she had finished her dinner he had finished his beer and left the empty bottle on the coffee table to discard later. When Pamela joined him on the sofa he turned to her and reached out to stroke her cheek again.

"What does my little girl want?"