#incest fauxcest

[tsuchinoko-ishtea]

i think incest gets a bad wrap because Folger’s just isn’t a very good coffee brand personally

[unseelie-slut]

Your big sister came home from that big party she'd be talking up all week, with a sheepish expression and proverbial tail between her legs. You enquire, somewhat smugly, what went wrong - but the genuine and unguarded answer shakes you of any potential mockery you were hoping too cook up.

She said the minute she got any booze in her, all she could think about was coming home to her little sister. Your heart soars, for so long now it's felt like you and your beloved big sister were drifting apart as she got older, seemingly deciding she was too cool for you. You still don't fully understand how alcohol WORKS, you know it makes adults act dumb or like kids. So it warms you to think your sister couldn't it drink it without being sent wandering back into your arms.

She's wrapped around you now, laying ontop of you all heavy and warm. Her slurred breath smells a bit like Dad's whiskey, as she whines softly about how much she loves you and she misses you. It's almost to good to be true, that she'd be feeling all the same things you were. It almost is anyways, but her heavy hands palming at and roughly gripping your tender budding breast grounds the moment in messy reality.

The more strained gasps and yelps escape your throat, the more you try to wiggle out of her grip - the more bold and excited her hungry hands get groping and gripping all over your body. You know enough to know, big sisters aren't supposed to touch their little sisters like this. You especially know you shouldn’t feel the sizable bulge tightening in her jeans pressing against you as she began to grind herself against you.

You try and say something, anything - a weak and soft protest escaping your lips as she shifts back only enough to undo her jeans pushing them down only so far as is enough for her sizable member to spring free, veiny and twitching in anticipation. She only shoots back muttered drunken and teary eyed replies about how much she loves you and needs you. You say nothing more as she pushes your panties to the side - and slowly, achingly slowly she presses each inch of her length into your cunt, wet and buzzing with the wrongness of it all. All the while, between her breathy gasps and stuttered groans, she whines about how much she loves you. How she never wants to be apart from her sister. You don't understand, and it hurts, and feels wrong. She picks up speed now, thrusting in and out somehow going DEEPER into you with each thrust - and you feel so violated, so undone. Tears are streaming down your confused face as you try to bite down your own strangled and confused moans. But... your big sister is FINALLY paying attention to you again, like you'd been dreaming of - how could you say no? How could you say no even if you wanted to?

[ghouljams]

Ah dammit. Fauxcest cw

Becoming part of the 141 and you're so worried about how they'll treat you, you know how women in the military are pushed around and you refuse to let that happen to you. Except they're so welcoming and kind, escorting you around the base and introducing you proudly as the newest member of the team. They share jokes with you and crowd around you in the scran hall to make sure no one bothers you. They treat you like a brother- no like a sister, Soap even jokes about it.

"Nice havin' a little sister, eh Ghost?" He says with a wink as Ghost checks over his rifle. Never getting more than a grunt in reply.

You carry it like a badge of honor. Call your comrades your brothers, joke with them about Price acting like a father. Never seeing the hungry looks they fix you with when you turn away. Never knowing just how badly they want to put their "sister" on her knees, and coo at her that this is just what big brothers do. You want to be good for them don't you? Then be a good girl and let your new found family stretch your holes.

[4th-siscon-stsg]

(CW: inc3st, brother's-bsf!satoru & big bro!suguru and they're both fucking CREEPS. panty stealering, sc3nt k1nk, panty licking AND sniffin AND hu.mp1ng, suguru being a total creep, mentions of a 3some & c.umsh0ts at the end)

BSF!TORU and BRO!SUGU both steal your panties btw

at first it started as a silly game. SATORU did it one day, grabbing your panties when they were in the dryer and made a whole show of it, just to get you angry; waving them and fawning over them, while SUGURU snickered in the background.

he tried to tell his best friend off, he really did! but your pout and your red cheeks and little embarrassed squeals, as you jumped as high as you could to get them back, were all too cute!

in the end they did apologize. on their knees at that. took your berating and bowed their heads to your lil sister fury, tho none really felt much regret even after the fact.

...then they did it again, when you weren't even home to make a prank out of it.

once more, SATORU started it, showing up in SUGURU's room with the little lacey piece of fabric in his hands like a hidden treasure, and the most stupid grin ever on his face.

maybe they took turns sniffing them and licking them, like two little weirdos. maybe. commenting on how the fabric smelled and felt so nice, but they could still get some of your taste and scent in them if they focused hard enough.

maybe SATORU took it home. and maybe SUGURU pretended to be angry when his friend sent him a picture of his sweet little sister's panties on his bed, “showing the goods” as he called it.

“you're crazy, satoru. i can't believe you really took them home. what would my sister say if she found out?”

maybe SUGURU cursed him through text, even though on the other side he was rutting his hips into another pair (a used one at that), cumming all over them in embarrassing amounts.

you were delighted when you came come that night and your dear big brother had done your laundry, thanking him with a kiss on the cheek before taking it dry and folded back to your room. you were so lucky to have such a kind sibling, right?

truth is, he had evidence to cover. and next time he saw you walking in those same panties around the house, he would have so many things to imagine.

like those same panties still having his cum on them; making the fabric wet and sticking to your sweet lil pussy lips. bending you over the kitchen counter, taking turns with SATORU to shoot load after load all over your perfect body and not just your used clothes.

[momsfavoriteboygirl]

God i wanna be my big sister's fleshlight so bad. A whimpering mess for her pleasure that she fills me with her cum as she pleases. Her praising me so softly as she breeds me full. Its literally all I need

[lonelypoisongirl]

They call me and my sister gourds on account of how we pump kin

[fruitygaygirl]

Catgirl little sister who's going through heat and keeps begging you to help her with it. Telling you that it has to be you, only you can help her, she only trusts you enough x not knowing that catgirls tend to mate for life

[serotoninswitch]

My wife/submissive and I are having a heated disagreement about this and I want tumblr to weigh in

Reblog for increased sample size. Yes, even if you don't have a horny blog. I really want vanilla people to weigh in on this, too.

[boygirltfreak]

big sis coming around and roughly grabbing my face while im sitting down on the couch and pulling it towards her crotch. only her cute panties seperating my mouth and her girl dick... panting and huffing in her smell, her smiling down at me knowing im a disgusting freak who loves the smell of her big sis' cock... feeling her cock grow with anticipation, trying to pull down her panties with my teeth but getting smacked on the head and shouted "bad girl" at me stops me everytime... :(

[rent-a-bro]

Metalhead older brother who calls you his groupie as he twists your nipples and splits you open. Does this track?

[ghostinabag]

The world is not yet ready for subby big sisters

[ghouljams]

ghoul, the fauxcest worms are wild

thoughts on Price and his sweet wife, she coddles the 141 and calls them ‘her boys’. she always makes sure they feel loved and welcomed, does her best to make sure their stomachs are full when they visit

she always jokes about Price being their dad, never said, but always alluded to her being their mother figure. she’s just actually oblivious to the 141 obsessing over her because why wouldn’t they love her? she loves them like her own, of course they’ll smile at her and treat her gently. of course their eyes are on her, she’s their hostess. John knows, he sees the way the boys look at you - they way he looks at you

maybe John decides to give them a taste of what they can only fantasize about, lets it slip that he’ll be treating the missus to a night in. ah, but they shouldn’t worry! they’re more than welcome to come over still and watch, maybe participate if they behave

ghoul, is this anything

Oh it's fucking everything to me.

Why didn't I think of this, your husbands boys becoming your boys too. Price has always told you that his team is like his family, so when you married him you knew they were becoming yours as well! And it's perfect, they come over like clockwork for Sunday dinner every Sunday, you laugh and joke with them, make sure they're well fed and send them on their way. Then Soap needs one of his jumpers mended. You knit Gaz a scarf. Ghost swings by to help you bake. Your home sees Price's- your boys rotating through it, helping you clean up and making themselves at home.

Price jokes that you're mothering them, and you laugh it off. Until Soap accidentally calls you mum, and the red on his cheeks would make a rose look pale. Gaz tells you it's just because Price acts so much like a father to them. Ghost laughs when you mutter about being too young to be any of their mothers. You miss the way Soap's trousers tighten as he turns to flee, the way Gaz's eyes linger on your ass, the way Ghost stands just a little closer when he grabs things off the top shelf. You miss the way your husband circles the word "mum" over your clit with his clever tongue.

It's no surprise when your boys crowd you, you're used to their physicality. They bump into you, brush their hands over your back as they pass, steady you on stools, reach over your head to grab out of reach spices, you're no stranger to the hands that box you in against the kitchen counter. You are stranger to the hard cock that presses against your stomach and the groping hands that grab at your waist. Your only salvation is your husband coming into the room.

"Show your mother some respect," Price grunts from the other side of the kitchen, and your breath catches in your throat watching one of your boys drop to his knees in front of you. Your husband is watching with a lazy smile when you meet his gaze, your cheeks hot with the way his eyes roam over you, roam over his teammate. "Go on love, give your boy a taste of the pussy that made 'im."

You could light a fire just with the heat on your cheeks, your legs closed tight even as you husband's colleague draws his hands over your thighs. You hang your head to watch the singular attention they seem to have, tugging at the waistband of your leggings, you know you should move, should push them away but some sick thrill in the sweep of their fingers makes you grip the counter instead. Price pulls your head back with a firm grip.

"Unless you think 'e needs Dad to show 'im how it's done."

[flowerdollz]

I need to wake up to a sister thrusting into me while saying sorry but not stopping till she cums

[momsfavoriteboygirl]

Laid awake all night, thinking about a mom/big sister finally pinning me down and teasing me for how wet I am. Roughly fingering me just to get me just enough to take her. Then filling me up like her dumb toy while I scream that I'm all hers

[http-taru]

i think childe likes to be mothered in a very concerning way. he'll want to be the man of the house while you stay at home and keep everything nice and clean and tidy and warm. he'll want to have you see him off and greet him with warm, open arms when he gets home, holding him in your embrace as he "accidentally" shoves his face into your cleavage. he'll want to have meals at the dinner table where he discusses his day and how hard it was, how happy he is to have someone like you to look after him. i can see him being pretty obsessive with you, monitoring your every interaction because why are you paying attention to someone that's not him? smiling at someone else instead of him? again? he's warned you time and time again about this, now he's got to get his hands dirty once again, but that's okay. he knows that even when he arrives home covered in blood you'll welcome him with that sweet, sweet smile, and tell him everything's going to be okay.

[fruitygaygirl]

Laying in your big sister's lap while she plays video games. She occasionally pauses to slowly pet your head or give you soft little head scratches. It's so warm and comfortable, wrapped in your big sister's scent and safety. Your eyelids can't help but start to feel heavy. It's so comfortable, like falling asleep on the couch late at night as a child.

You're safe in big sister's lap ❤️