Fauxcest 11. Asratum
(721 rating)
A Father's Love: The Forbidden Passion of Emperor Chris and Goddess Ašratum
Emperor Chris, a man of great power and authority, had never known love until he met his daughter, the goddess Ašratum. She was a vision of beauty, with long, flowing black hair and piercing blue eyes. Her body was toned and fit, a testament to her divine heritage.
One day, as they sat together in the imperial palace, Ašratum turned to her father and spoke. "Father," she said, her voice soft and seductive. "I have something I want to ask you."
Chris looked at his daughter, his heart pounding in his chest. He could sense that she wanted something from him, something more than just a father-daughter conversation. "What is it, my dear?" he asked, his voice barely above a whisper.
Ašratum leaned closer to her father, her breasts pressing against his chest. "I want you, father," she said, her eyes locked on his. "I want you to make love to me."
Chris was taken aback. He had never thought of his daughter in a sexual way before. But as he looked into her eyes, he saw the desire burning within her. He knew that he couldn't deny her.
"Yes, my dear," he said, his voice husky with desire. "I want you too."
With that, they fell into each other's arms, their lips meeting in a passionate kiss. Chris's hands roamed over Ašratum's body, feeling the curves and contours of her perfect form. She moaned with pleasure as he touched her, her body responding to his touch.
They broke apart, their breaths coming in ragged gasps. Chris's cock was rock hard, straining against his pants. Ašratum reached down and rubbed it through the fabric, making him moan with pleasure.
"Take it out, father," she whispered, her eyes sparkling with desire. "I want to see it."
Chris did as she asked, freeing his cock from his pants. It stood proud and tall, a drop of precum glistening on the tip. Ašratum reached out and stroked it, her fingers wrapping around the shaft.
"Mmm, it's so big," she moaned, her eyes wide with wonder. "I can't wait to feel it inside me."
Chris groaned as she stroked him, his hips thrusting forward in time with her movements. He knew he couldn't hold out much longer. He needed to be inside her, to feel her warm, wet pussy wrapped around his cock.
"Fuck me, father," Ašratum begged, her voice filled with need. "I'm ready for you."
Chris didn't need any more encouragement. He lifted Ašratum's legs up and onto his shoulders, exposing her wet, pink pussy. He rubbed the head of his cock against her entrance, feeling her slick juices coating his shaft.
"Yes, father," Ašratum moaned, her hips bucking up to meet his. "Fuck me, fuck me hard."
With that, Chris thrust into her, burying his cock to the hilt in her tight, wet pussy. She cried out with pleasure, her nails digging into his shoulders as he began to fuck her.
He set a fast, hard pace, driving in and out of her with powerful strokes. Ašratum met him thrust for thrust, their bodies slapping together in a rhythmic dance of pleasure.
"Oh, father, yes," Ašratum moaned, her head thrown back in ecstasy. "It feels so good, don't stop."
Chris grunted in response, his balls slapping against her ass with each thrust. He could feel the tension building in his body, the familiar feeling of an orgasm approaching.
"I'm close, my dear," he gasped, his hips stuttering as he fought to hold back.
"Cum inside me, father," Ašratum begged, her eyes locked on his. "I want to feel you fill me up."
That was all it took. With a loud cry, Chris released, his hot cum spurting deep inside Ašratum's pussy. She moaned with pleasure, her muscles clenching around his cock as she came, her orgasm triggered by his.
They collapsed together, their bodies slick with sweat and cum. Chris wrapped his arms around his daughter, holding her close as they caught their breath.
"I love you, father," Ašratum whispered, her eyes shining with emotion.
"I love you too, my dear," Chris replied, his heart swelling with love for his daughter.
They lay there for a long time, their bodies entwined, lost in their own world of pleasure and love.
*****
Fauxcest 12. Aya
(455 rating)
Forbidden Love: The Passion of Emperor Chris and Goddess Aya
Emperor Chris, a majestic and powerful ruler, ruled over his vast empire with an iron fist. His daughter, Aya, was no ordinary princess - she was a goddess, associated with dawn and revered by all. With skin as golden as the sunrise and eyes that sparkled like the stars, Aya was a vision of beauty and grace.
One fateful day, Emperor Chris found himself admiring his daughter in a way he never had before. He couldn't deny the attraction he felt towards her - it was primal and intense. He knew it was wrong, but he couldn't help himself.
"Aya, my dear," he said, his voice dripping with desire. "Come here, my beauty."
Aya, always obedient to her father, approached him with a curious look on her face. "Yes, Father?" she asked, her voice soft and innocent.
Emperor Chris couldn't hold back any longer. He reached out and pulled Aya close, pressing his lips against hers in a passionate kiss. Aya was taken aback at first, but she quickly succumbed to the desire that was building inside of her.
"Father," she murmured, her voice breathless. "What are you doing?"
"I can't help it, my love," Emperor Chris replied, his hands roaming over Aya's body. "I want you. I need you."
Aya hesitated for a moment, but the desire in her father's eyes was too much to resist. She nodded her consent, and Emperor Chris wasted no time in undressing her.
He started by making love to her slowly, savoring every inch of her body. He kissed her neck, licked her earlobes, and sucked on her nipples until they were hard and sensitive. Aya moaned with pleasure, her body writhing beneath him.
Emperor Chris then moved down to Aya's pussy, licking and fingering her until she was wet and ready for him. He entered her slowly, teasing her with every inch of his cock. Aya cried out with pleasure, her body trembling with desire.
As they made love, Emperor Chris and Aya whispered dirty talks to each other, heightening the pleasure they felt.
"Yes, Father, harder," Aya begged, her voice filled with desire.
"You like that, my love?" Emperor Chris asked, his voice husky with desire. "You like it when I fuck you like this?"
"Yes, oh yes," Aya moaned, her body trembling with pleasure.
As they reached their climax, Emperor Chris and Aya cried out with pleasure, their bodies shuddering with the intensity of their orgasms.
They lay together, spent and satisfied, their bodies entwined in a loving embrace.
"I love you, Father," Aya whispered, her voice filled with emotion.
"I love you too, my beautiful goddess," Emperor Chris replied, his voice filled with reverence.
*****
Fauxcest 13. Azimua
(628 rating)
Emperor Chris, a powerful and dominant figure, ruled over his vast empire with an iron fist. But when he was with his daughter, the goddess Azimua, also known as Ninazimua, he couldn't help but feel a sense of awe and reverence. She was a Mesopotamian goddess, after all, with powers beyond his understanding.
One day, as they sat in the imperial throne room, Chris couldn't help but gaze at Azimua's beauty. Her long, dark hair flowed down her back like a river, and her piercing brown eyes seemed to see straight into his soul. He felt a stirring in his loins as he looked at her, and he knew he had to have her.
"Father," Azimua said, breaking the silence. "I know what you desire."
Chris raised an eyebrow in surprise. "You do?"
Azimua nodded. "Yes. And I desire it as well."
She stood up and walked over to him, her hips swaying seductively. She straddled him in the throne, her legs on either side of his. Chris's heart raced as she leaned in and kissed him deeply, their tongues intertwining.
"I've wanted this for so long," Chris murmured as they broke the kiss.
"As have I," Azimua replied. She stood up and began to undress, revealing her toned, naked body. Chris couldn't help but stare in amazement as she crawled back onto his lap and began to grind against his clothed erection.
"You're so beautiful," he whispered, his hands roaming her body.
"And you're so hard," Azimua said, grinning. She reached down and began to rub his cock through his pants, causing him to moan in pleasure.
Chris's hands found their way to Azimua's breasts, cupping them and pinching her nipples. She gasped and threw her head back, her long hair cascading down her back.
"Yes, father," she moaned. "Just like that."
Chris couldn't take it any longer. He stood up, lifting Azimua with him, and carried her to the nearby bed. He laid her down and began to undress, his eyes never leaving her body.
"I've dreamed of this moment for so long," he said, his voice hoarse with desire.
Azimua smiled and spread her legs, inviting him in. Chris crawled between them and leaned down to kiss her again. As they kissed, he reached down and began to rub her clit, causing her to moan in pleasure.
"Oh, father," Azimua gasped. "Yes, just like that."
Chris continued to rub her clit as he kissed and licked her neck, making his way down to her breasts. He sucked and bit her nipples, causing her to cry out in pleasure.
"Fuck, yes," Azimua moaned. "Don't stop."
Chris couldn't resist any longer. He reached down and guided his cock into her wet pussy. She was so tight and warm, and he groaned in pleasure as he began to thrust.
"Yes, father," Azimua moaned, her nails digging into his back. "Fuck me, harder."
Chris obliged, thrusting harder and faster. He reached down and began to rub her clit again, causing her to moan even louder.
"Oh, father, I'm so close," Azimua cried out.
Chris thrust harder and faster, his balls slapping against her ass. He could feel his own orgasm building, and he knew he couldn't hold back much longer.
"Come for me, Azimua," he growled.
And with that, Azimua's orgasm washed over her, her pussy clenching around Chris's cock as she cried out in pleasure. Chris couldn't hold back any longer, and he followed her over the edge, filling her pussy with his cum.
They lay there for a moment, panting and sweating, as they came down from their high. Chris rolled over and pulled Azimua close, kissing her deeply.
"I love you, Azimua," he whispered.
"I love you too, father," she replied, a smile on her face.
*****
Fauxcest 14. Bau.
(865 rating)
Emperor Chris, a powerful and respected leader, harbored a secret, unforgivable love for his daughter, the goddess Bau. Her beauty and grace captivated him, as he watched her grow from a young girl into a woman. Her body, a perfect blend of his own and her mother's, sent his desires into overdrive.
Bau, unaware of her father's dark, carnal fantasies, admired him as a protector, a source of wisdom, and an all-powerful ruler. However, as the years passed, she too felt a stirring within her. A desire for the one person she dared not dream of.
On a warm summer evening, as the two were sitting by the fire, their eyes met in a silent, intimate exchange. They both understood what the other was thinking, and a plan was set into motion.
As the rest of the palace slept, the emperor and his daughter crept away to a secluded chamber. There, they shared a passionate kiss, their lips hungry for one another. Chris undressed Bau, exposing her voluptuous, alabaster skin. He worshipped her body, kissing, licking, and sucking her tender flesh.
Bau couldn't help but arch her back, her moans filling the air. Chris couldn't resist her any longer and entered her with urgency, their lovemaking fervent and unrestrained.
Their relationship was taboo, a heinous secret they shared, but it only fueled their lust. Each time they met, the intensity grew, their
Emperor Chris, a powerful and respected leader, harbored a secret, unforgivable love for his eldest daughter, the goddess Bau. Her beauty and grace captivated him, as he watched her grow from a young girl into a woman. Her body, a perfect blend of his own and her mother's, sent his desires into overdrive.
Bau, unaware of her father's dark, carnal fantasies, admired him as a protector, a source of wisdom, and an all-powerful ruler. However, as the years passed, she too felt a stirring within her. A desire for the one person she dared not dream of.
On a warm summer evening, as the two were sitting by the fire, their eyes met in a silent, intimate exchange. They both understood what the other was thinking, and a plan was set into motion.
As the rest of the palace slept, the emperor and his daughter crept away to a secluded chamber. There, they shared a passionate kiss, their lips hungry for one another. Chris undressed Bau, exposing her voluptuous, alabaster skin. He worshipped her body, kissing, licking, and sucking her tender flesh.
Bau couldn't help but arch her back, her moans filling the air. Chris couldn't resist her any longer and entered her with urgency, their lovemaking fervent and unrestrained.
Their relationship was taboo, a heinous secret they shared, but it only fueled their lust. Each time they met, the intensity grew, their desires for each other reaching a fever pitch. Chris could hardly wait for their next clandestine encounter, and Bau reveled in the forbidden pleasure that came with her father's touch.
Yet, with every stolen moment, they felt the weight of guilt and fear. They knew their depraved acts could not only tarnish their reputations but also threaten the stability of the empire. But, in the throes of passion, the threat of discovery was a distant thought.
For a time, they were able to keep their secret. But as fate would have it, a servant chanced upon them in the act. The threat of exposure loomed, and with it, the potential for the wrath of the people, who would have no tolerance for such an abomination.
Faced with the prospect of losing their lives, and the empire they loved, Chris and Bau concocted a ruse. They staged a marriage between them, a move that would keep the people from questioning their relationship. In their hearts, however, they knew the truth, and as long as they lived, their secret and the depths of their unholy, incestuous love would remain etched in their minds, their darkest secret forever bound between father and daughter.
desires for each other reaching a fever pitch. Chris could hardly wait for their next clandestine encounter, and Bau reveled in the forbidden pleasure that came with her father's touch.
Yet, with every stolen moment, they felt the weight of guilt and fear. They knew their depraved acts could not only tarnish their reputations but also threaten the stability of the empire. But, in the throes of passion, the threat of discovery was a distant thought.
For a time, they were able to keep their secret. But as fate would have it, a servant chanced upon them in the act. The threat of exposure loomed, and with it, the potential for the wrath of the people, who would have no tolerance for such an abomination.
Faced with the prospect of losing their lives, and the empire they loved, Chris and Bau concocted a ruse. They staged a marriage between them, a move that would keep the people from questioning their relationship. In their hearts, however, they knew the truth, and as long as they lived, their secret and the depths of their unholy, incestuous love would remain etched in their minds, their darkest secret forever bound between father and daughter.
Bonus version:
The Healing Goddess and the Emperor: A Mesopotamian Love Story
Emperor Chris, a man of great power and authority, had always been fascinated by the ancient Mesopotamian gods and goddesses. Among them, one deity caught his attention - the goddess Bau, also known as Baba or Babu. He found himself drawn to her stories and her role as a healing goddess, and couldn't help but feel a connection to her.
One day, as he was reading about Bau, he heard a voice behind him. "Emperor, I see you've been reading about me," the voice said. Chris turned around, startled, to see a beautiful woman standing before him. She had long, dark hair, piercing brown eyes, and full, luscious lips. "I am Bau, the goddess you have been studying. And I have come to be with you."
Chris was taken aback, but he couldn't deny the attraction he felt towards Bau. He stood up and approached her, taking her hand in his. "I am honored to meet you, Bau," he said, his voice husky with desire. "I have always been fascinated by your stories and your power."
Bau smiled, her eyes shining with mischief. "I know," she said. "And that is why I have come to you. I want to show you my power, and share my love with you."
Chris didn't need any more convincing. He pulled Bau close, their bodies pressing against each other as they kissed passionately. Bau's hands roamed over Chris's body, her fingers tracing the curves of his muscles and the outline of his hard cock through his pants.
As they broke apart, Chris whispered in Bau's ear, "I want to see all of you, goddess. I want to taste every inch of your body."
Bau smiled, her eyes gleaming with desire. "Then take me, Emperor," she said. "Make me yours."
Chris didn't hesitate. He slowly undressed Bau, his hands lingering on her soft skin as he revealed her full, round breasts and her wet, shaved pussy. Bau moaned as Chris's fingers grazed her clit, her hips bucking against his touch.
Chris knelt before Bau, his tongue snaking out to taste her wet folds. Bau's moans grew louder as Chris licked and sucked her clit, her fingers tangling in his hair as she urged him on.
"Yes, Emperor," Bau gasped. "Just like that. Oh, fuck, yes."
Chris continued to lick and suck Bau's pussy, his tongue delving deep inside her as she trembled with pleasure. Bau's moans filled the room, her body writhing with ecstasy as she reached her climax.
As Bau came down from her orgasm, Chris stood up and pressed his hard cock against her wet pussy. Bau wrapped her legs around Chris's waist, pulling him closer as he entered her.
Chris thrust deep inside Bau, their bodies moving together in perfect rhythm as they moaned with pleasure. Bau's tight pussy gripped Chris's cock, her muscles clenching and releasing as he fucked her harder and harder.
"Oh, goddess," Chris gasped. "You feel so fucking good. I'm going to cum inside you."
Bau moaned, her hips bucking as she felt Chris's cock swell inside her. "Yes, Emperor," she said. "Cum for me. Fill me with your seed."
Chris let out a loud groan as he came, his hot cum filling Bau's pussy as she trembled with pleasure. They collapsed together, their bodies slick with sweat as they caught their breath.
"That was incredible," Bau whispered, her eyes shining with love.
Chris smiled, his hand reaching out to stroke Bau's cheek. "It was," he said. "And I can't wait to do it again."
*****
Fauxcest 15. Belet Nagar
(1303 rating)
In the kingdom of Nagar, there was a magnificent palace, where the Emperor Chris and his lovely daughter Belet Nagar resided. The two shared a strong bond and enjoyed each other's company, often indulging in intimate moments that only a father and daughter could share.
One day, as they strolled through the palace gardens, they discovered a hidden grove. The air was filled with the sweet scent of blooming flowers, and the rustling leaves of the towering trees above. It was a place of solace, and the Emperor and his daughter knew they would return to this spot for their secret rendezvous.
As the years passed, the relationship between Emperor Chris and Belet Nagar deepened. It wasn't long before they found themselves succumbing to their carnal desires. The grove in the garden became their private sanctuary, where they could explore their forbidden love for one another.
One evening, as the sun dipped below the horizon, casting the land in hues of orange and pink, Emperor Chris and Belet Nagar made their way to the hidden grove. The air was thick with anticipation, and they couldn't resist each other any longer. The Emperor's hands gently traced Belet's body, his fingers exploring her luscious curves. Belet closed her eyes, savoring the sensation as her father's skilled fingers roamed her delicate flesh.
Her father's lips found her neck, leaving a trail of soft kisses down her collarbone. Belet Nagar moaned, her desire growing with each touch. As their passion reached its fever pitch, Emperor Chris knelt before
In the kingdom of Nagar, there was a magnificent palace, where the Emperor Chris and his lovely daughter Belet Nagar resided. The two shared a strong bond and enjoyed each other's company, often indulging in intimate moments that only a father and daughter could share.
One day, as they strolled through the palace gardens, they discovered a hidden grove. The air was filled with the sweet scent of blooming flowers, and the rustling leaves of the towering trees above. It was a place of solace, and the Emperor and his daughter knew they would return to this spot for their secret rendezvous.
As the years passed, the relationship between Emperor Chris and Belet Nagar deepened. It wasn't long before they found themselves succumbing to their carnal desires. The grove in the garden became their private sanctuary, where they could explore their forbidden love for one another.
One evening, as the sun dipped below the horizon, casting the land in hues of orange and pink, Emperor Chris and Belet Nagar made their way to the hidden grove. The air was thick with anticipation, and they couldn't resist each other any longer. The Emperor's hands gently traced Belet's body, his fingers exploring her luscious curves. Belet closed her eyes, savoring the sensation as her father's skilled fingers roamed her delicate flesh.
Her father's lips found her neck, leaving a trail of soft kisses down her collarbone. Belet Nagar moaned, her desire growing with each touch. As their passion reached its fever pitch, Emperor Chris knelt before Belet Nagar, his eyes locked on hers as he removed her garments. She felt exposed, yet oddly empowered. Their taboo love was about to become a reality, and she could hardly contain herself.
Emperor Chris took Belet's hands, pressing them against the soft grass, before lowering his head. He worshiped her body, his tongue flicking across her most intimate regions, eliciting a guttural moan from the goddess. Belet's back arched as she writhed in pleasure, her father's talented mouth driving her wild with desire.
Her cries grew louder, the sweet sounds echoing through the grove. In response, Emperor Chris lifted himself from his position, the head of his manhood glistening with her nectar. He positioned himself between Belet's spread legs, and with a single, powerful thrust, they were joined.
Their eyes met, the intensity of their love reflected in their gaze. As they moved together, the air thick with the intoxicating scents of their sweat, and their moans of ecstasy, it was as if all else around them ceased to exist.
Their love-making became frenzied, and they reached their climaxes together, collapsing in each other's arms. As they laid there, heartbeats slowing, Emperor Chris and Belet Nagar held each other close, the knowledge of their secret love their only bond.
In the kingdom of Nagar, the relationship between Emperor Chris and Belet Nagar flourished, their love unwavering. Though their for
Belet Nagar, his eyes locked on hers as he removed her garments. She felt exposed, yet oddly empowered. Their taboo love was about to become a reality, and she could hardly contain herself.
Emperor Chris took Belet's hands, pressing them against the soft grass, before lowering his head. He worshiped her body, his tongue flicking across her most intimate regions, eliciting a guttural moan from the goddess. Belet's back arched as she writhed in pleasure, her father's talented mouth driving her wild with desire.
Her cries grew louder, the sweet sounds echoing through the grove. In response, Emperor Chris lifted himself from his position, the head of his manhood glistening with her nectar. He positioned himself between Belet's spread legs, and with a single, powerful thrust, they were joined.
Their eyes met, the intensity of their love reflected in their gaze. As they moved together, the air thick with the intoxicating scents of their sweat, and their moans of ecstasy, it was as if all else around them ceased to exist.
Their love-making became frenzied, and they reached their climaxes together, collapsing in each other's arms. As they laid there, heartbeats slowing, Emperor Chris and Belet Nagar held each other close, the knowledge of their secret love their only bond.
In the kingdom of Nagar, the relationship between Emperor Chris and Belet Nagar flourished, their love unwavering. Though their forbiddwlen relationship was a closely guarded secret, they knew their connection would endure through the test of time. Every evening, they found their way to the secluded grove, where they would continue to explore and bask in the pleasures of their incestuous union.
Their bond only strengthened as the years passed, and Emperor Chris ruled his kingdom with the wisdom and guidance provided by his beloved daughter. Belet Nagar, as the tutelary goddess of Nagar, watched over her people and basked in the joy of being with her father, the man she adored more than anything in the world.
In the depths of the night, when the world around them slept, the Emperor and Belet Nagar could be found in each other's arms, their love for one another a sacred and powerful force. It was their secret, theirs alone, and they cherished it, for in their hidden grove, they were free to be whoever they desired, and in this space, they were never anything but each other's lovers.
ban relationship was a closely guarded secret, they knew their connection would endure through the test of time. Every evening, they found their way to the secluded grove, where they would continue to explore and bask in the pleasures of their incestuous union.
Their bond only strengthened as the years passed, and Emperor Chris ruled his kingdom with the wisdom and guidance provided by his beloved daughter. Belet Nagar, as the tutelary goddess of Nagar, watched over her people and basked in the joy of being with her father, the man she adored more than anything in the world.
In the depths of the night, when the world around them slept, the Emperor and Belet Nagar could be found in each other's arms, their love for one another a sacred and powerful force. It was their secret, theirs alone, and they cherished it, for in their hidden grove, they were free to be whoever they desired, and in this space, they were never anything but each other's lovers.
*****
Fauxcest 16. Belet-Seri
Forbidden Love: The Seduction of Belet-Seri
In the heart of Mesopotamia, Emperor Chris ruled with wisdom and strength. His daughter, Belet-Seri, was a goddess in her own right, serving as a scribe in the court of the underworld goddess Ereshkigal. She was an enigma, a deity who could be seen as the Akkadian counterpart of Sumerian Geshtinanna, or as a fully independent deity. Her beauty was legendary, her intellect unmatched, and her allure, irresistible.
One day, Emperor Chris found himself entranced by his daughter's beauty. He felt a desire for her that he couldn't ignore. He knew it was wrong, but he couldn't help himself. He decided to court her, to win her heart and body.
"My dear Belet-Seri," he began, as they sat in the palace gardens. "I have admired you from afar for so long. I cannot keep my feelings hidden any longer."
Belet-Seri looked at her father, her eyes wide with surprise. "Father, I had no idea. I am flattered, but also confused. Is this not forbidden?"
Emperor Chris took a deep breath. "I know it is wrong, but I cannot deny my feelings. I want you, Belet-Seri, more than anything in this world."
Belet-Seri looked at her father, her heart racing. She had never thought of him in that way before, but now that he had said it, she couldn't deny the attraction she felt.
"I will consider your proposal," she said, her voice soft.
Over the next few days, Emperor Chris and Belet-Seri spent more time together. They talked, laughed, and got to know each other in a way they never had before. The attraction between them grew stronger with each passing day.
One night, they found themselves alone in the palace. Emperor Chris looked at Belet-Seri, his desire burning.
"Belet-Seri, I cannot wait any longer. I want you now," he said, his voice husky.
Belet-Seri looked at her father, her heart pounding. She knew this was wrong, but she couldn't deny her desire any longer.
"Yes, father," she said, her voice soft.
Emperor Chris pulled Belet-Seri close, his lips finding hers. They kissed passionately, their tongues dancing together. He ran his hands over her body, his touch sending shivers down her spine.
"You are so beautiful, Belet-Seri," he whispered in her ear, as he nibbled on her earlobe.
Belet-Seri moaned, her body responding to her father's touch. He licked and sucked her neck, his hands caressing her breasts. She arched her back, her nipples hardening under his touch.
Emperor Chris slowly pulled down Belet-Seri's dress, revealing her naked body. He kissed her breasts, his tongue swirling around her nipples. She moaned, her body writhing under his touch.
He then moved down her body, his lips leaving a trail of fire. He reached her pussy, his tongue flicking over her clit. She gasped, her body trembling with pleasure. He licked and sucked her pussy, his fingers entering her hole. She moaned louder, her body grinding against his face.
"Oh, father, yes," she cried out, as she reached her orgasm.
Emperor Chris then stood up, his cock hard and ready. He entered Belet-Seri, her pussy wet and ready for him. They moved together, their bodies in sync. He thrust deeper and harder, their moans filling the room.
"Oh, Belet-Seri, you feel so good," he groaned, as he reached his orgasm.
They lay in each other's arms, their bodies spent. They knew this was wrong, but they couldn't deny the pleasure they had given each other.
*****
Fauxcest 17. Pair of goddesses
(3036 characters)
Emperor Chris, a man of great power and authority, found himself in the company of his two divine daughters, Belet-Šuḫnir and Belet-Terraban. These Mesopotamian goddesses, known for their beauty and allure, had descended from the heavens to grace him with their presence.
As they sat together in the royal chambers, Belet-Šuḫnir, the elder of the two, caught her father's eye and seductively licked her lips. "Father," she whispered, "do you find us desirable?"
Emperor Chris, taken aback by his daughter's boldness, could not deny the attraction he felt. "My dear," he replied, "you and your sister are beyond compare. But as your father, I must resist such temptation."
Belet-Terraban, the younger sister, stood and approached her father. She placed a hand on his shoulder and leaned in to whisper in his ear. "Father, we are not mere mortals. We are goddesses, capable of granting you pleasure beyond your wildest dreams."
Emperor Chris, unable to resist the allure of his divine daughters, surrendered to their seduction. Belet-Šuḫnir and Belet-Terraban took turns kissing and caressing their father, their hands roaming over his body as they explored his desires.
As they undressed each other, their bodies glistening in the candlelight, Emperor Chris couldn't help but marvel at their beauty. Belet-Šuḫnir, with her full breasts and curvy hips, was the embodiment of femininity. Belet-Terraban, on the other hand, was slender and lithe, her body toned and athletic.
As they lay together on the bed, Belet-Šuḫnir took her father's cock in her mouth, licking and sucking as he moaned in pleasure. Belet-Terraban, meanwhile, explored her father's body with her fingers, teasing and caressing his sensitive spots.
Emperor Chris, overwhelmed by the pleasure his daughters were giving him, couldn't help but beg for more. "Yes, my goddesses," he moaned, "take me, claim me as your own."
Belet-Šuḫnir and Belet-Terraban, eager to please their father, positioned themselves on either side of him. Belet-Šuḫnir climbed on top, guiding his cock inside her as she moaned in ecstasy. Belet-Terraban, meanwhile, kissed and caressed her father's chest as she watched her sister ride him.
As they moved together in perfect harmony, Emperor Chris couldn't believe the pleasure he was experiencing. He had never felt so alive, so connected to another being.
Belet-Terraban, unable to resist the temptation any longer, climbed on top of her father and guided his cock inside her. As she rode him, Belet-Šuḫnir leaned in to kiss him, their tongues intertwining as they shared in the pleasure.
As they moved together, the room filled with the sounds of their moans and gasps. "Fuck, yes," Belet-Šuḫnir cried out, her hips bucking as she reached her climax. Belet-Terraban, not far behind, followed suit, her own orgasm rocking her body as she collapsed onto her father.
Emperor Chris, spent and satisfied, pulled his daughters close, holding them tightly as they lay together in the afterglow of their passion. "My goddesses," he whispered, "I am forever yours."
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Fauxcest 18.
(2838 characters)
Forbidden Love: The Secret Desires of Emperor Chris and Goddess Belili
In the ancient city of Ur, Emperor Chris ruled with a firm hand and a loving heart. His daughter, the goddess Belili, was the joy of his life. She was a vision of beauty, with long black hair, sparkling blue eyes, and a body that could make any man weak in the knees.
One day, as they sat in the palace gardens, Emperor Chris looked at his daughter with desire in his eyes. "Belili," he said, "you are the most beautiful woman I have ever seen. I cannot help but want you."
Belili was surprised by her father's words, but she couldn't deny the attraction she felt for him as well. "Father," she said, "I want you too. But we must be careful. If anyone finds out, it could bring ruin upon us."
Emperor Chris nodded in agreement. "You are right, my love. We must keep our desires a secret. But I cannot wait any longer. I need to taste your lips."
He leaned in and kissed Belili deeply, their tongues intertwining in a passionate dance. She moaned softly as his hands explored her body, cupping her breasts and teasing her nipples through the fabric of her dress.
"Father," she gasped, "I want you inside me. I need to feel your cock inside my pussy."
Emperor Chris didn't need any further encouragement. He lifted Belili's dress, revealing her smooth, shaven pussy. He knelt before her and began to lick and suck her clit, causing her to moan even louder.
"Oh, yes, father. Just like that. Don't stop."
Emperor Chris continued to pleasure Belili with his mouth, driving her wild with desire. She begged him to fuck her, to fill her pussy with his cock. He stood up and positioned himself between her legs, teasing her entrance with the tip of his cock.
"Please, father. I can't wait any longer."
Emperor Chris thrust his cock inside Belili, filling her completely. She wrapped her legs around him, pulling him deeper inside her. They moved together in a rhythm, their bodies becoming one.
"Fuck, Belili. You feel so good. I've never felt anything like this before."
"Neither have I, father. It's like we were meant to be together."
They continued to fuck, their moans and gasps of pleasure filling the air. Belili's pussy clenched around Chris's cock, causing him to groan with pleasure.
"I'm going to cum, Belili. I can't hold back any longer."
"Cum inside me, father. I want to feel you cum inside me."
Emperor Chris let out a primal roar as he came, filling Belili's pussy with his hot seed. She moaned with pleasure as she felt him cum inside her, her own orgasm washing over her.
They collapsed onto the grass, their bodies spent and satisfied. "I love you, Belili," Emperor Chris whispered.
"I love you too, father," Belili replied, her head resting on his chest.
They lay there in silence, their bodies entwined, knowing that they would always have this secret moment between them.
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Fauxcest 19.
(3372 characters)
The Babylonian Goddess and Her Father's Desire
In the heart of ancient Babylon, Emperor Chris ruled with an iron fist. But when it came to his daughter, the goddess Belit Ilani, he was putty in her hands. She was the mistress of his heart, and the desire he felt for her was as strong as the love he had for his empire.
One fateful evening, as they sat together in the palace, Belit Ilani looked into her father's eyes and saw the longing there. She leaned in close, her full lips brushing against his ear. "Father," she whispered, her breath hot against his skin. "I want you."
Chris's heart raced as he looked at his daughter, his goddess. He had longed for her for so long, but he had never dared to act on his desires. But now, with her lips against his ear, he knew he could no longer resist.
He took her face in his hands, pulling her close for a deep, passionate kiss. Their tongues danced together as they explored each other's mouths. Chris's hands roamed over Belit Ilani's body, feeling the curves of her breasts and the softness of her skin.
Belit Ilani moaned as her father's hands roamed over her body, her own hands reaching down to grip his firm, muscular ass. She had always known he desired her, but she had never expected him to be so assertive. She loved it.
Chris's hands found their way to Belit Ilani's breasts, squeezing and caressing them through the thin fabric of her dress. She gasped as he pinched her nipples, her body arching towards him.
"Father," she whispered, her voice husky with desire. "I want you inside me."
Chris didn't need any further encouragement. He lifted Belit Ilani's dress, revealing her smooth, bare legs. He knelt before her, his mouth finding her wet, waiting pussy. He licked and sucked at her clit, causing her to moan and writhe with pleasure.
Belit Ilani's head fell back as her father's tongue explored her pussy. She had never felt anything like this before, and she knew she would never be able to resist him again.
Finally, Chris stood up, his cock hard and ready. He entered Belit Ilani slowly, savoring the feeling of her tight pussy around him. She wrapped her legs around him, pulling him deeper inside her.
They moved together, their bodies slick with sweat as they fucked. Chris's hands gripped Belit Ilani's hips, guiding her as they moved together. She moaned and gasped, her nails digging into his back as she begged for more.
"Fuck me harder, father," she cried out. "I want to feel you inside me."
Chris obliged, thrusting deeper and harder into his daughter's pussy. She screamed with pleasure, her orgasm building inside her.
"I'm going to cum," she gasped. "Oh, father, I'm going to cum!"
Chris felt his own orgasm building as he fucked Belit Ilani harder and harder. He could feel her pussy tightening around him, milking him for all he was worth.
"Cum inside me, father," she begged. "I want to feel you cum inside me."
With a final, powerful thrust, Chris came inside Belit Ilani's pussy. She screamed with pleasure as she felt him filling her up, her own orgasm crashing over her like a wave.
They collapsed together, their bodies slick with sweat and cum. Chris looked at his daughter, his goddess, and knew he would never be able to let her go.
"I love you, father," Belit Ilani whispered, her head resting on his chest.
"I love you too, my goddess," Chris replied, his hands stroking her hair. "I always will."
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Fauxcest 20.
(3227 characters)
The Forbidden Love of Emperor Chris and Bēltu-ša-Rēš
Emperor Chris, a powerful and virile man, ruled over his vast empire with an iron fist. His daughter, Bēltu-ša-Rēš, was a goddess in her own right, associated with the sacred temple of Rēš in Uruk. She was a vision of beauty, with long, flowing black hair, and curves that could make any man weak in the knees.
One day, as Chris was inspecting his troops, he caught a glimpse of Bēltu-ša-Rēš watching him from the palace balcony. Their eyes locked, and Chris felt a stirring in his loins that he hadn't felt in years. He knew that he had to have her, but he also knew that he had to tread carefully. After all, she was his daughter.
Chris arranged for Bēltu-ša-Rēš to be brought to his chambers that night. As she entered, he could feel the electricity in the air, and he knew that this was going to be a night to remember.
"Father," Bēltu-ša-Rēš said, her voice sultry and seductive. "I've been waiting for this moment for so long."
Chris couldn't help but stare at her perfect body, encased in a sheer robe that left little to the imagination. He knew that he had to have her, but he also knew that he had to take it slow.
"My dear daughter," he said, his voice husky with desire. "You are so beautiful, so desirable. I want to make love to you, but I want to make sure that you're ready."
Bēltu-ša-Rēš smiled, a wicked glint in her eye. "I'm more than ready, Father," she said, her voice dripping with desire. "I've wanted you for so long."
Chris couldn't resist any longer. He pulled Bēltu-ša-Rēš close, their bodies pressed together as they kissed passionately. Chris could feel her nipples harden against his chest, and he knew that she wanted him as much as he wanted her.
He slowly slid her robe off, revealing her perfect, naked body. He couldn't help but stare, his cock growing harder with every second.
"You're so beautiful," he said, his voice filled with awe.
Bēltu-ša-Rēš smiled, her eyes filled with desire. "And you're so big," she said, her hand reaching down to stroke his cock.
Chris groaned, his cock twitching in her hand. He knew that he had to have her, and he knew that she wanted him just as much.
He slowly lowered her onto the bed, their bodies grinding together as they kissed. Chris could feel her wetness against his cock, and he knew that she was ready for him.
He slowly entered her, their bodies moving together in perfect harmony. Chris could feel her muscles clenching around his cock, and he knew that she was in heaven.
"Yes, Father," she moaned, her voice filled with pleasure. "Fuck me harder."
Chris obliged, his hips moving faster as he drove himself deeper into her. He could feel her orgasm building, her muscles clenching around his cock as she cried out in pleasure.
"Yes, yes, yes," she moaned, her body shaking as she came.
Chris couldn't hold back any longer. He groaned, his cock twitching as he filled her with his seed.
They lay there, their bodies entwined, as they caught their breath.
"I love you, Father," Bēltu-ša-Rēš said, her voice filled with love.
"I love you too, my dear daughter," Chris said, his voice filled with emotion.
They fell asleep in each other's arms, their bodies still entwined, as they started their new life together.
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