Warning! This volume is for adults only.
As Christine was typing about the latest additions to Chris' harem, (and updating the egg laying rate), Christine's friend sent a message, reminding her to update the Fauxcest blog.
*** It's been a while you didn't update the blog. ***
In response, Christine sent an email:
*** Oh, sorry I forgot about that one....ok. I have this idea. Do you remember Kaylee, one of Chris' first women? Yeah. That one. She had a crush on her brother, right? Chris possessed the body of Kaylee's brother. Now, they had sex. So, I'm thinking it's not Chris' fault as he wasn't related to Kaylee. But, Kaylee wanted it so, what was Chris supposed to do?
Now, here's the idea -- they had a child, and Chris somehow left a part of his divine essence to the boy. Ok, so the boy Chris-K (shortcut for Chris-Kaylee so we don't get confused), grows up and takes his own quests. He's also Chris' avatar and that does not contradict our lore so far, as Omega is many people anyway, and Omega is Chris.
Right. So, Chris-K had kids too. He was a horny one. Of course, power was given to the daughters, perhaps with even greater potential than Chris' women.
Now, Chris-K won't mate with his daughters but, he might mate with the original Chris' daughters. It won't be incest since the DNA of Chris and Chris-K are different. Chris-K was the son of Kaylee and her brother. The original Chris' wasn't related to Kaylee nor her brother. Therefore, Chris-original has different genes from Chris-K, though it's his avatar.
Now, we're getting somewhere. The daughters of Chris-K loved fauxcest (fake incest). They fall for Chris because of the same divine essence. So, they ask him to pretend as their dad. Chris satisfies their fantasies and make them lay eggs with more potential than normal.
He can also "dual cultivate" with Chris-K's daughters. What do you think?
Oh, and, I'm thinking of giving the daughters divine names. ***
The friend's reply:
*** Let's get started. ***
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Fauxcest 1. Agasaya
Chris and Agasaya, his daughter, found themselves entwined in a secret, illicit love. Chris couldn't deny the growing desire he felt for her as she blossomed into a young woman, and Agasaya, with her newfound freedom and independence, longed for the forbidden pleasure of her father's touch.
One evening, when the rest of the family had gone to bed, Chris and Agasaya found themselves alone in the dimly lit living room. Agasaya sat next to her father, their thighs touching. The heat between them was palpable, and they could no longer resist the urge to give in to their carnal desires.
Carefully, Chris reached over and cupped Agasaya's small, delicate breast in his hand. She moaned softly, the sound of her shriek echoing through the house, a testament to her goddess namesake. Chris's arousal grew with each touch, each kiss.
Agasaya, emboldened, reached down to undo her father's pants. She took his erect manhood into her hand and started to stroke it, her eyes locked on his. Chris groaned in approval as he watched his daughter's experienced hand work his shaft.
Before long, they found themselves on the floor, Chris spreading Agasaya's legs apart and burying his face between them. He began to lick and kiss her inner thighs, making his way towards her throbbing clit. Agasaya arched her back, her cries filling the room as her body trembled in ecstasy.
Chris and Agasaya, his daughter, found themselves entwined in a secret, illicit love. Chris couldn't deny the growing desire he felt for her as she blossomed into a young woman, and Agasaya, with her newfound freedom and independence, longed for the forbidden pleasure of her father's touch.
One evening, when the rest of the family had gone to bed, Chris and Agasaya found themselves alone in the dimly lit living room. Agasaya sat next to her father, their thighs touching. The heat between them was palpable, and they could no longer resist the urge to give in to their carnal desires.
Carefully, Chris reached over and cupped Agasaya's small, delicate breast in his hand. She moaned softly, the sound of her shriek echoing through the house, a testament to her goddess namesake. Chris's arousal grew with each touch, each kiss.
Agasaya, emboldened, reached down to undo her father's pants. She took his erect manhood into her hand and started to stroke it, her eyes locked on his. Chris groaned in approval as he watched his daughter's experienced hand work his shaft.
Before long, they found themselves on the floor, Chris spreading Agasaya's legs apart and burying his face between them. He began to lick and kiss her inner thighs, making his way towards her throbbing clit. Agasaya arched her back, her cries filling the room as her body trembled in ecstasy.
Chris couldn't take it any longer. He rose, removing his clothes, and guiding his daughter's as well. He knelt back down between her legs and began to enter her. Their moans mingled together, creating a symphony of forbidden lust.
Their lovemaking was slow, deliberate, and passionate. Each thrust brought them closer to the edge, until they could no longer hold back. Agasaya let out a powerful, blood-curdling shriek as she climaxed, her body trembling under Chris's powerful grip.
It wasn't long before Chris followed suit, his hot seed filling his daughter's tight, warm depths. They collapsed onto the soft carpet, their sweaty, naked bodies entwined, and their hearts pounding with the aftershocks of their intense, forbidden union.
Their relationship had taken a sinful turn, one that would bind them together in a way they never could have imagined. In their darkest, most secret moments, Chris and Agasaya indulged in their twisted love for each other, each time feeling more irresistible than the last. Despite the danger and the sin, they found solace and pure ecstasy in the depths of their incestuous, taboo relationship.
Chris couldn't take it any longer. He rose, removing his clothes, and guiding his daughter's as well. He knelt back down between her legs and began to enter her. Their moans mingled together, creating a symphony of forbidden lust.
Their lovemaking was slow, deliberate, and passionate. Each thrust brought them closer to the edge, until they could no longer hold back. Agasaya let out a powerful, blood-curdling shriek as she climaxed, her body trembling under Chris's powerful grip.
It wasn't long before Chris followed suit, his hot seed filling his daughter's tight, warm depths. They collapsed onto the soft carpet, their sweaty, naked bodies entwined, and their hearts pounding with the aftershocks of their intense, forbidden union.
Their relationship had taken a sinful turn, one that would bind them together in a way they never could have imagined. In their darkest, most secret moments, Chris and Agasaya indulged in their twisted love for each other, each time feeling more irresistible than the last. Despite the danger and the sin, they found solace and pure ecstasy in the depths of their incestuous, taboo relationship.
*****
Fauxcest 2. Allani
Forbidden Love: A Father and Daughter's Taboo Desire
Chris, a divorced man in his late thirties, had recently reconnected with his daughter Allani after many years apart. Allani, now a legal adult at eighteen, was a stunningly beautiful young woman with long, curly brown hair, bright green eyes, and a body that could make any man's head turn.
One evening, while they were watching a movie together, Chris couldn't help but feel a spark of attraction towards his own flesh and blood. He knew it was wrong, but he couldn't deny the feelings that were building up inside of him.
As they sat on the couch, Allani leaned in closer to Chris, her soft, fragrant hair brushing against his face. He felt his heart rate quicken as she whispered, "Dad, I've missed you so much. I'm so glad we can finally spend some quality time together."
Chris swallowed hard, trying to push down the inappropriate thoughts that were running through his mind. "I've missed you too, Allani," he replied, his voice barely above a whisper.
As the movie went on, Allani leaned in even closer to Chris, her body pressed up against his. She looked up at him with her big, green eyes and said, "Dad, can I tell you something?"
"Of course, Allani. What is it?" Chris asked, trying to keep his voice steady.
"I've always thought of you as more than just my dad. I've always had these... feelings for you. And I know it's wrong, but I can't help how I feel," Allani confessed, her voice filled with shame and desire.
Chris was taken aback by his daughter's words. He knew it was wrong, but he couldn't deny the fact that he felt the same way. Before he knew what he was doing, he leaned in and kissed Allani, his lips meeting hers in a passionate, forbidden embrace.
Allani responded eagerly, her tongue exploring Chris's mouth as they deepened their kiss. Chris's hands wandered down to Allani's waist, pulling her closer as he kissed her with all the passion and desire that he had been holding back for so long.
As they broke apart, Chris looked into Allani's eyes and said, "I know this is wrong, but I can't help how I feel. I want you, Allani. I want you so bad."
Allani smiled, her eyes filled with desire. "Take me to your room, Dad. I want you too," she said, her voice filled with need.
Chris led Allani to his bedroom, his heart racing with excitement and anticipation. As they entered the room, Allani turned to Chris and said, "Dad, I want you to take control. I want you to do whatever you want to me."
Chris's eyes darkened with desire as he looked at his daughter. He pulled her close, his hands roaming over her curves as he kissed her deeply. Allani moaned, her body responding to her father's touch.
Chris slowly began to undress Allani, his hands trembling with excitement as he revealed her smooth, bare skin. He kissed her neck, his lips leaving a trail of fire as he made his way down to her breasts. He took one hard, pink nipple into his mouth, sucking and teasing it with his tongue as Allani moaned and writhed beneath him.
As he moved lower, Chris spread Allani's legs apart, revealing her wet, pink pussy. He leaned in, his tongue darting out to taste her sweet nectar. Allani cried out, her hips bucking as she felt her father's tongue on her most intimate place.
Chris licked and sucked on Allani's clit, his fingers sliding in and out of her tight, wet pussy. Allani moaned and begged for more, her body shaking with pleasure as her orgasm built.
Finally, Allani couldn't take it any longer. She cried out, her pussy clenching around Chris's fingers as she came hard. Chris continued to lick and suck on her clit, drawing out every last drop of pleasure.
As Allani came down from her high, Chris stood up and stripped off his own clothes. He climbed on top of Allani, his hard, thick cock pressing against her wet, aching pussy.
"Do you want me to fuck you, Allani?" Chris asked, his voice filled with desire.
"Yes, Dad. Fuck me. I want to feel you inside of me," Allani replied, her voice filled with need.
Chris pushed inside of Allani, his cock filling her tight, wet pussy. Allani moaned, her body adjusting to the feeling of her father's cock inside of her.
Chris began to thrust, his hips moving in a slow, steady rhythm. Allani wrapped her legs around his waist, pulling him deeper inside of her.
As they moved together, Chris and Allani lost themselves in their passion, their bodies moving in perfect harmony. They moaned and cried out, their voices mingling in a symphony of pleasure.
Finally, Chris couldn't hold back any longer. He thrust deep inside of Allani, his cock pulsing as he came hard. Allani felt her father's warm seed fill her up, and she moaned, her pussy clenching around him.
As they lay together, spent and satisfied, Chris and Allani knew that they had crossed a line that could never be uncrossed. But they also knew that they couldn't deny the passion and desire that they felt for each other. They would continue to explore their forbidden love, their bodies and hearts entwined in a dance as old as time itself.
*****
Fauxcest 3. Ama Arhus
(399 rating)
The Love of a Goddess: A Mesopotamian Tale of Passion and Pleasure
In the ancient city of Ur, Chris, a high priest, found himself drawn to his daughter Ama-arḫuš, a goddess associated with compassion and healing. Their connection was powerful, and they often found themselves lost in deep conversation, discussing everything from the mysteries of the universe to the intricacies of the human heart.
One day, as they sat together in the temple, Chris couldn't resist any longer. He leaned in and kissed Ama-arḫuš gently on the lips. She looked at him, surprised, but then returned his kiss, her body melting into his.
"I've wanted to do that for so long," Chris whispered, his breath hot against Ama-arḫuš's ear.
"I know," she replied, her voice barely above a whisper. "I've wanted you to."
From that moment on, their relationship deepened, and they became lovers. They spent hours in each other's arms, their bodies entwined in passion and pleasure.
"I love you, Ama-arḫuš," Chris said, as he traced his fingers along her collarbone.
"I love you too, Chris," she replied, her eyes shining with desire.
As they explored each other's bodies, they talked dirty to each other, fueling their desire and passion.
"I want you inside me, Chris," Ama-arḫuš moaned, as he kissed her neck.
"I'm going to make you feel so good," he replied, as he slid his fingers inside her wet pussy.
"Yes, yes," she moaned, her hips grinding against his hand.
Chris then entered Ama-arḫuš, filling her completely. She wrapped her legs around him, pulling him deeper inside her. They moved together, their bodies in perfect harmony, their moans and sighs filling the air.
"Fuck, you feel so good," Chris growled, as he thrust into her.
"Yes, harder," Ama-arḫuš begged, her nails digging into his back.
Chris then flipped Ama-ar kennis over, and took her from behind, her ass in the air, as he pounded into her. She reached down and touched herself, her fingers teasing her clit as Chris fucked her.
"Yes, yes, I'm cumming," Ama-arḫuš screamed, as she came hard, her pussy clenching around Chris's cock.
He followed soon after, filling her with his seed.
"I love you," Chris whispered, as they lay together, their bodies spent and satisfied.
"I love you too," Ama-arḫuš replied, her hand resting on his chest.
They fell asleep in each other's arms, their bodies entwined in love and passion.
*****
Fauxcest 4. Amasagnudi
(744 rating)
Forbidden Love: The Passion of Emperor Chris and Amasagnudi
Emperor Chris, a powerful and virile man, ruled over his vast empire with a firm hand and a passionate heart. His daughter, Amasagnudi, was a goddess in her own right, revered for her beauty and grace. She was considered a servant of Anu and the wife of Papsukkal, but in her father's court, she was simply his beloved daughter.
One day, as they sat together in the throne room, Emperor Chris couldn't help but admire Amasagnudi's beauty. He knew that she was a grown woman, with desires and needs of her own. And he couldn't deny the attraction he felt towards her.
"Amasagnudi," he said, his voice low and husky. "You are so beautiful. I want to make love to you."
Amasagnudi looked at her father, surprise and desire warring in her eyes. "Father," she whispered. "Are you sure?"
"Yes," he said, taking her hand in his. "I have never been more sure of anything in my life."
And with that, he leaned in and kissed her, his lips claiming hers in a passionate embrace. Amasagnudi responded eagerly, her body melting against his.
They broke apart, both of them breathless. Emperor Chris stood up and pulled Amasagnudi to her feet. "Let's go to my chambers," he said, his eyes dark with desire.
Amasagnudi followed him, her heart racing with excitement. When they reached his chambers, Emperor Chris turned to face her. "Take off your clothes," he commanded.
Amasagnudi obeyed, her body trembling with anticipation. When she was naked, Emperor Chris pulled her close and kissed her again, his hands roaming over her body.
"You're so beautiful," he murmured, his lips trailing down her neck. "I want to taste every inch of you."
He lowered his head and took one of her nipples into his mouth, sucking and biting gently. Amasagnudi moaned, her hands clutching at his shoulders.
Emperor Chris continued to explore her body, his mouth and hands driving her wild with desire. He licked and nibbled at her neck, her ears, her breasts. Amasagnudi writhed beneath him, her body begging for more.
Finally, Emperor Chris moved down between her legs. He spread her thighs wide and looked at her wet pussy. "You're so wet," he said, his voice thick with desire. "I can't wait to taste you."
He leaned in and licked her pussy, his tongue sliding through her folds. Amasagnudi cried out, her hips bucking up to meet his mouth. Emperor Chris licked and sucked at her clit, driving her wild with pleasure.
Amasagnudi felt herself building towards an orgasm, her body tensing with pleasure. "Don't stop," she begged. "Don't stop."
Emperor Chris continued to lick and suck at her clit, his fingers sliding into her wet pussy. He fucked her with his fingers, his tongue still working her clit.
Amasagnudi's orgasm hit her like a wave, her body shaking with pleasure. She cried out, her hips bucking up to meet Emperor Chris's mouth.
Emperor Chris continued to lick and suck at her pussy, drawing out her orgasm until she begged him to stop. He smiled and kissed her thigh, then stood up.
"Now it's my turn," he said, his voice thick with desire. He positioned himself at her entrance and pushed inside her, filling her completely.
Amasagnudi moaned, her body stretching to accommodate him. Emperor Chris began to fuck her, his hips moving in a slow, steady rhythm.
"You feel so good," he murmured, his lips finding hers in a passionate kiss.
Amasagnudi wrapped her legs around his waist, pulling him deeper inside her. She moaned, her body moving in time with his.
Emperor Chris increased his pace, fucking her harder and faster. Amasagnudi cried out, her body trembling with pleasure.
"Yes, yes, yes," she chanted, her hips meeting his thrusts.
Emperor Chris felt his orgasm building, his balls tightening. "I'm going to cum," he gasped, his thrusts becoming erratic.
"Cum inside me," Amasagnudi begged, her body tightening around him.
Emperor Chris obeyed, his orgasm hitting him hard. He groaned, his hips still moving as he filled Amasagnudi with his cum.
They lay together, their bodies slick with sweat and cum. Emperor Chris looked at Amasagnudi, his eyes filled with love and desire.
"I love you," he said, his voice thick with emotion.
"I love you too," Amasagnudi replied, her own eyes filled with tears.
And with that, they fell asleep in each other's arms, their bodies entwined in a passionate embrace.
*****
Fauxcest 5. Anat
(407 rating)
Emperor Chris, a man of great power and authority, had always been a lone wolf in his personal life. However, everything changed when his daughter Anat, a goddess of warfare and hunting, returned home after a long absence. With her fierce independence and captivating beauty, Anat quickly caught her father's eye, and he found himself inexplicably drawn to her.
One evening, as they sat together in the imperial study, Anat leaned in close to her father, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "Father," she whispered, tracing her fingers along his arm, "I've heard that you're quite the formidable warrior. Is that true?"
Chris swallowed hard, feeling a sudden surge of desire as his daughter's lips brushed against his ear. "I-I suppose so, my dear," he stammered, his voice barely above a whisper. "But I'm nothing compared to you."
Anat's lips curved into a sultry smile. "Oh, I doubt that, Father," she said, her voice dripping with suggestion. "I think you have a lot to teach me."
Without another word, she leaned in and pressed her lips to his, her tongue darting out to taste his lips. Chris responded eagerly, his hands tangling in her hair as he deepened the kiss.
As they explored each other's mouths, Chris's hands began to wander, caressing Anat's curves and cupping her breasts through the fabric of her dress. Anat moaned softly, her nipples hardening beneath his touch.
Breaking the kiss, she stood up and slowly began to undress, her eyes locked on her father's as she revealed her bare skin. Chris watched, his breath hitching in his throat as she revealed her perfect, firm breasts and the soft curve of her belly.
Anat stepped closer to him, her hands reaching for the buttons on his shirt. "Let me help you with that," she said, her voice low and sultry. She undid each button slowly, her fingers brushing against his chest as she exposed his skin.
As she reached the last button, she pushed the shirt off his shoulders and let it fall to the floor. Chris stood before her, bare-chested and aching with desire.
Anat leaned in and pressed her lips to his chest, her tongue tracing a path down to his nipples. She flicked her tongue over one, then the other, causing Chris to gasp with pleasure.
As she continued to tease his nipples, her hands wandered down to his pants, undoing the button and zipper with a practiced ease. She slipped her hand inside, wrapping her fingers around his hard cock.
Chris moaned, his hips bucking involuntarily as she began to stroke him. "Anat, oh goddess," he breathed, his hands reaching for her hair.
Anat smiled, her lips curving into a wicked grin. "Not yet, Father," she said, her voice barely above a whisper. "First, I want to taste you."
She dropped to her knees, her lips closing around the head of his cock. Chris's hips bucked again, his hands tightening in her hair as she began to suck him.
She slid her lips down his shaft, taking him deep into her throat. Chris moaned, his head falling back as she began to bob her head, her lips and tongue working in tandem to drive him wild.
As she sucked him, her hand reached down to cup his balls, rolling them gently in her palm. Chris gasped, his hips jerking as waves of pleasure washed over him.
Anat continued to blow him, her lips and tongue working in perfect harmony. Chris felt his orgasm building, his balls tightening as he neared the edge.
"Anat, I'm going to cum," he gasped, his hands tugging at her hair.
Anat didn't stop, her lips and tongue continuing to work their magic. Chris's orgasm hit him like a tidal wave, his cock pulsing as he filled her mouth with his seed.
Anat swallowed every drop, her lips still wrapped around his cock as he came down from his high. Finally, she released him, her tongue flicking out to lick the last drops from his tip.
Chris sank down onto the couch, his legs shaking with pleasure. Anat stood up, her eyes sparkling with satisfaction.
"See, Father?" she said, her voice low and sultry. "I told you I had a lot to learn from you."
*****
Fauxcest 6. Annunitum
(611 rating)
The great city of Akkad, a place of towering ziggurats and bustling markets, was home to Emperor Chris, a man of great power and wisdom. His daughter, Annunitum, was a goddess in her own right, associated with warfare and worshipped in the city of Akkad and beyond. Chris, however, saw her not as a deity but as his flesh and blood, his beloved daughter.
One day, as they sat in the palace gardens, Chris looked at Annunitum with a mixture of love and longing. He had always been a protective father, but now he felt something more. He wanted to possess her, to make her his own. But how could he, a mortal man, dare to think such thoughts about his divine daughter?
"Father," Annunitum said, breaking the silence. "I see the look in your eyes. You desire me."
Chris was taken aback. "Annunitum, I...I cannot deny it. But you are a goddess, and I am but a mortal. It is forbidden."
"Forbidden, perhaps," Annunitum said, her voice husky with desire. "But not impossible. I too feel the pull between us, the desire to join our bodies in the most intimate of ways. And I am willing to take the risk."
Chris hesitated, but the temptation was too great. He nodded, and Annunitum stood up, leading him to her chambers. Once inside, she began to undress, revealing her perfect, divine body. Chris could not help but stare, his desire growing stronger with every inch of skin she revealed.
"Take me, father," Annunitum said, her voice a whisper. "Make me yours."
Chris did not need to be asked twice. He approached her, his hands trembling with desire as he began to undress. They kissed, their lips meeting in a passionate embrace. Chris's hands explored Annunitum's body, caressing her breasts and waist. She moaned with pleasure, her own hands wandering over his chest and back.
Their kisses became more urgent, their tongues dueling as they tasted each other for the first time. Chris's hands wandered lower, to Annunitum's wet and ready pussy. He stroked her clit, making her moan with pleasure. She reached down, stroking his hard cock through his pants.
"Take them off," Annunitum commanded, her voice husky with desire. "I want to feel you inside me."
Chris obeyed, his hard cock springing free. Annunitum gasped at the sight of it, her pussy growing even wetter with desire. Chris stroked her clit some more, making her moan with pleasure.
"Now, father," Annunitum said, her voice a moan. "I cannot wait any longer. I need you inside me."
Chris positioned himself at her entrance, his cock throbbing with desire. He pushed inside her, feeling her tight pussy wrap around him. They both moaned with pleasure as he began to thrust, their bodies moving in a rhythm as old as time itself.
"Yes, father," Annunitum moaned, her nails digging into his back. "Harder, fuck me harder."
Chris obeyed, his thrusts becoming more urgent as he pounded into her. Annunitum met him thrust for thrust, their bodies slapping together as they fucked.
"Oh, father," Annunitum moaned, her pussy clenching around Chris's cock as she came. "Yes, yes, yes."
Chris was not far behind. He thrust a few more times before he came, filling Annunitum's pussy with his seed. They collapsed onto the bed, their bodies slick with sweat and cum.
"I love you, father," Annunitum whispered, her head resting on his chest.
"I love you too, my goddess," Chris replied, his hand stroking her hair.
And so, they lay there, their bodies entwined, their hearts beating as one. For in that moment, they were not emperor and goddess, but man and woman, lover and beloved.
*****
Fauxcest 7. Antu
(752 rating)
Emperor Chris and Goddess Antu: A Love Like No Other
Emperor Chris, a man of great power and authority, had always been captivated by his daughter, Antu. Antu, known as the goddess of the sky, was a woman of unmatched beauty and grace. She was sometimes identified with the earth rather than the sky, though such references are not common. Chris had always admired her from afar, never daring to admit his true feelings.
One day, as they sat in the imperial palace, Chris couldn't help but stare at Antu. Her eyes sparkled like the stars in the sky, and her lips were as soft as rose petals. He felt a stirring in his loins, a desire he couldn't ignore.
"Father," Antu said, breaking the silence. "Is something the matter?"
Chris hesitated for a moment before speaking. "Antu, I must confess something to you. I have always admired you, more than you could ever know."
Antu looked at him, her eyes filled with curiosity. "What do you mean, father?"
Chris took a deep breath, gathering his courage. "I am in love with you, Antu. I have been for a long time."
Antu was silent for a moment, her eyes wide with shock. But then, she smiled. "I have always known, father. I have felt the same way."
With that, Chris and Antu fell into each other's arms, their lips meeting in a passionate kiss. Their tongues danced together, exploring every inch of each other's mouths. Chris ran his hands through Antu's hair, pulling her closer.
"Oh, father," Antu moaned, her hands wandering down to Chris's cock. She rubbed it through his pants, feeling it grow harder with each passing moment.
Chris groaned, his hands wandering down to Antu's pussy. He could feel the heat radiating from her, and he couldn't wait to taste her.
"Let's take this to the bedroom," Chris whispered, his voice husky with desire.
Antu nodded, her eyes filled with desire. Together, they made their way to the bedroom, their hands never leaving each other's bodies.
Once in the bedroom, Chris and Antu wasted no time. They undressed each other, their hands exploring every inch of each other's bodies. Chris couldn't take his eyes off of Antu's perfect tits, her nipples hard and erect. He leaned down, taking one into his mouth. He sucked and nibbled, causing Antu to moan with pleasure.
"Yes, father, just like that," Antu moaned, her hands running through Chris's hair.
Chris moved his attention to Antu's other nipple, giving it the same treatment. He then moved his hands down to Antu's pussy, feeling how wet she was. He slipped a finger inside of her, causing her to moan even louder.
"Fuck, father, that feels so good," Antu moaned, her hips bucking against Chris's hand.
Chris added another finger, stretching Antu's pussy. He then leaned down, his tongue replacing his fingers. He licked and sucked, tasting Antu's sweet nectar.
"Oh, father, I'm going to cum," Antu moaned, her hips bucking even faster.
Chris didn't stop, he kept licking and sucking, causing Antu to cum hard. She screamed out in pleasure, her body shaking with the force of her orgasm.
Once Antu's orgasm subsided, Chris moved up to kiss her. She could taste herself on his lips, and it only turned her on more.
"Fuck me, father," Antu begged, her hands guiding Chris's cock to her pussy.
Chris didn't need any more encouragement. He pushed himself inside of Antu, feeling her tight pussy wrap around his cock. He started to move, thrusting in and out of her.
"Yes, father, just like that," Antu moaned, her nails digging into Chris's back.
Chris picked up the pace, fucking Antu harder and faster. He could feel his orgasm building, and he knew he wasn't going to last much longer.
"I'm going to cum, Antu," Chris moaned, his hips bucking even faster.
"Cum inside of me, father," Antu begged, her pussy clenching around Chris's cock.
With that, Chris came hard, filling Antu's pussy with his cum. She moaned, her pussy milking every last drop from him.
Chris collapsed on top of Antu, both of them panting and sweaty. They stayed like that for a few moments, before Chris pulled out and rolled off of Antu.
"That was amazing, father," Antu whispered, her eyes filled with love.
"Yes, it was," Chris agreed, pulling Antu close.
They lay there, their bodies entwined, as they drifted off to sleep. They knew they had found something special, something they would never let go of.
*****
Fauxcest 8. Ara
(557 rating)
Forbidden Love: The Secret Affair of Emperor Chris and Goddess Ara
Emperor Chris, a man of great power and authority, had a secret desire that had been burning within him for quite some time. His daughter, the goddess Ara, was the object of his forbidden affection. Ara, also known as dŠA, was a servant of the god Enki, but to her father, she was so much more.
One day, Emperor Chris decided to act on his desires. He invited Ara to his chambers, under the guise of discussing important matters of state. Ara, being the obedient daughter she was, agreed to meet with her father.
As they sat together, Emperor Chris couldn't help but gaze upon Ara's beauty. Her long, dark hair cascaded down her shoulders, and her piercing blue eyes shone brightly in the candlelight. He felt his heart race as he imagined what it would be like to touch her soft, delicate skin.
Ara, noticing her father's gaze, asked him what was on his mind. Emperor Chris, taking a deep breath, confessed his love for her. Ara was taken aback by her father's confession, but she couldn't deny the attraction she felt towards him as well.
Without a word, Ara leaned in and kissed her father. A soft moan escaped from her lips as their tongues intertwined. Emperor Chris, filled with desire, wrapped his arms around Ara and pulled her close.
He began to kiss her neck, nibbling gently on her earlobes. Ara let out a soft sigh as she felt her father's lips on her skin. He then moved down to her breasts, taking each nipple into his mouth and teasing them with his tongue.
Ara's breath hitched as she felt her father's hands on her body. She reached down and began to stroke his cock through his pants, feeling it grow harder with each passing moment.
Emperor Chris, unable to wait any longer, pulled off Ara's pants and began to lick her pussy. Ara let out a loud moan as she felt her father's tongue on her clit. He licked and sucked, driving her wild with pleasure.
As Ara's orgasm built, Emperor Chris slid his cock into her pussy. Ara let out a loud cry as she felt her father's cock fill her up. He began to thrust in and out, each stroke driving her closer to the edge.
Ara wrapped her legs around her father's waist and pulled him deeper inside her. She whispered filthy words into his ear, urging him to fuck her harder. Emperor Chris, lost in the moment, gave in to his daughter's desires.
As their moans filled the room, Emperor Chris and his daughter Ara reached their peak. Ara's pussy clenched around her father's cock as she came hard, her juices flowing down her legs. Emperor Chris, unable to hold back any longer, released his load deep inside Ara's pussy.
As they caught their breath, Emperor Chris and Ara looked into each other's eyes. They knew that what they had done was wrong, but they couldn't deny the pleasure they had brought each other.
From that day forward, Emperor Chris and Ara continued their secret affair. They would meet in secret, away from prying eyes, and indulge in their forbidden desires. Their love for each other was strong, and they knew that nothing could ever come between them.
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Fauxcest 9. Aruru
(647 rating)
The Forbidden Love of Emperor Chris and Goddess Aruru
In the ancient city of Kesh, in the heart of Mesopotamia, Emperor Chris reigned supreme. His daughter, the divine Aruru, was considered a goddess by her people. With her lush, fertile lands, she was seen as the embodiment of life and growth. Yet, despite her divine status, Aruru was still a woman, with desires and passions that could not be ignored.
One day, as they sat in the royal court, Emperor Chris could not help but notice the way his daughter's eyes sparkled with mischief and desire. He knew then that he had to have her, to taste the forbidden fruit of his own flesh and blood. But Aruru was no simple conquest, she was a goddess, a force to be reckoned with. Chris would have to tread carefully if he wanted to win her over.
"My dear Aruru," he began, his voice dripping with false innocence. "I have been thinking about your future, and I believe it is time for you to take a husband."
Aruru raised an eyebrow, her interest piqued. "A husband, Father? And who do you have in mind?"
"Why, me, of course," Chris replied, laying it all on the line.
Aruru laughed, a sound like silver bells ringing in the air. "You? My husband? Oh, Father, you do amuse me."
Chris did not take offense at her laughter. Instead, he played along, flirting with her in the open court.
"But my dear Aruru, I am the Emperor, the most powerful man in all of Mesopotamia. Surely, you cannot deny me this one request?"
Aruru considered his words, her eyes narrowed in thought. Finally, she spoke.
"Very well, Father. I will consider your proposal. But know this, if I agree to this union, it will not be a simple matter of lying together in the marriage bed. No, if I agree to be your wife, I will expect to be pleased, to be worshipped as the goddess I am."
Chris nodded, his heart racing with excitement. He could not wait to taste her, to feel her body against his.
"I would have it no other way, my love."
That night, in the privacy of the Emperor's chambers, the two came together in a frenzy of passion. They ripped at each other's clothes, their hands and mouths exploring every inch of skin.
"Oh, Father," Aruru moaned, as Chris's lips found her nipples, his tongue swirling around the hard peaks. "Yes, just like that."
Chris growled, his cock throbbing with need. He needed to be inside her, to feel her wet heat surrounding him. He spread her legs wide, his fingers finding her slick folds.
"You're so wet for me, my love," he murmured, his fingers sliding inside her.
"Yes, yes," Aruru panted, her hips bucking against his hand. "More, I need more."
Chris did not disappoint. He positioned himself between her legs, his cock poised at her entrance. He looked into her eyes, seeing the goddess within.
"I love you, Aruru."
And with that, he thrust inside her, filling her completely. They moved together, their bodies slick with sweat, their moans and cries of pleasure filling the room.
"Oh, Father, yes," Aruru gasped, her nails digging into his back. "Harder, harder."
Chris obliged, his hips slamming against hers, their bodies colliding in a symphony of pleasure. He could feel himself nearing the edge, his balls tightening with the need to release.
"Come for me, my love," he growled, his fingers finding her clit, rubbing in time with his thrusts.
Aruru cried out, her orgasm crashing over her like a wave. Chris followed suit, his cock pulsing inside her as he filled her with his seed.
As they lay together, their bodies spent, Chris knew that he had made the right decision. Aruru was his, and he would worship her for the rest of his days.
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Fauxcest 10. Ashman
(546 rating)
Emperor Chris, a man of great power and authority, had a beautiful daughter named Ashnan. She was not just any ordinary girl, but a goddess, the personification of grain. Her beauty was beyond compare, with golden hair that shone like the sun and eyes that sparkled with life. Chris loved his daughter more than anything in the world and would do anything to protect her.
One day, while walking in the palace gardens, Chris noticed that his daughter had grown into a beautiful woman. He felt a strange stirring in his loins and realized that he had begun to see her in a different light. He knew it was wrong, but he couldn't help himself. He wanted her, and he knew that he had to have her.
Chris began to court his daughter, showering her with gifts and attention. At first, Ashnan was confused by her father's behavior, but she soon found herself drawn to him as well. They would spend hours together, talking and laughing, and Chris would often find himself staring at her lips, wondering what it would be like to kiss her.
One day, while they were alone in the palace, Chris couldn't resist any longer. He leaned in and kissed his daughter, and to his surprise, she kissed him back. They fell onto the bed, their bodies entwined in a passionate embrace.
Chris began to explore Ashnan's body, starting with her lips and moving down to her neck. He nibbled and licked her earlobes, causing her to moan with pleasure. He then moved down to her breasts, taking each nipple into his mouth and teasing them with his tongue. Ashnan writhed in pleasure, her body begging for more.
Chris then moved down to Ashnan's pussy, licking and sucking on her clit. She tasted sweet, like honey, and Chris couldn't get enough. He slid his fingers inside her, feeling her wetness and warmth. Ashnan moaned louder, her body trembling with pleasure.
Chris then positioned himself between Ashnan's legs and entered her. She was tight, and Chris had to take it slow at first. But soon, they were moving together in a rhythm, their bodies becoming one. Chris thrust deeper and harder, and Ashnan met him with equal passion.
They changed positions, trying out different ones until they found the one that felt the best. Chris took Ashnan from behind, pulling her hair and whispering dirty things in her ear. She responded by pushing back against him, urging him to go deeper.
Chris then pulled out and came on Ashnan's ass, leaving a trail of cum that dripped down her legs. She looked back at him, her eyes filled with desire and lust. They collapsed onto the bed, their bodies spent and satisfied.
From that day on, Chris and Ashnan became lovers. They would sneak away to be alone whenever they could, their bodies craving each other's touch. They would talk dirty to each other, whispering sweet nothings and filthy desires into each other's ears.
Their love was forbidden, but they didn't care. They had each other, and that was all that mattered. They would spend hours together, exploring each other's bodies and satisfying their desires. Their love was passionate and intense, and they knew that they would never be able to let go.
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