Volume 37, Chapter 1:

Volume 37 Fauxcest.

Warning! This volume is for adults only.

This is a fauxcest volume (by fauxcest, we mean fake incest). The women had fantasies, and Chris roleplayed those fantasies for them. Most of the stories tell of incest, but some don't.

Fauxcest 69.

Non fauxcest.

(3471 characters)

A Divine Connection: Chris and Nabarbi's Erotic Encounter on the Farm

It had been a long day for Chris, working tirelessly on the farm to ensure everything was running smoothly. As he took a break to catch his breath, he heard a rustling in the bushes nearby. To his surprise, out stepped a stunningly beautiful woman with long, flowing black hair, adorned in a golden gown that shimmered in the sunlight. She introduced herself as Nabarbi, the Hurrian goddess of pastures, worshipped in the proximity of the river Khabur.

Chris was taken aback, but he couldn't deny the immediate attraction he felt towards this divine being. They spent the day getting to know each other, with Nabarbi expressing her admiration for Chris's connection to the land and his hard work. Chris, in turn, was fascinated by Nabarbi's stories of her divine powers and the Hurrian religion.

As the sun began to set, Nabarbi turned to Chris and said, "You know, I've never met a mortal as kind and caring as you. I want to show you my appreciation in the only way I know how." With that, she leaned in and kissed him, her lips soft and inviting.

Chris's heart raced as Nabarbi's hands explored his body. He eagerly returned her affections, kissing her deeply and running his hands through her hair. Nabarbi whispered dirty talks in his ear, "You're so strong and handsome, Chris. I want you to take me right here, on this farmland that you love so much."

Chris didn't need any more persuading. They undressed each other, their bodies glistening in the fading sunlight. Chris couldn't take his eyes off of Nabarbi's perfect breasts, her nipples hard and erect. He leaned down and took one in his mouth, teasing it with his tongue as Nabarbi moaned with pleasure.

Nabarbi then pushed Chris down onto the grass, straddling him and guiding his cock inside of her. She rode him hard, her hips gyrating as she moaned and whispered dirty talks. Chris reached up and grabbed her breasts, pinching her nipples as she ground down onto him.

They switched positions, with Chris taking Nabarbi from behind as she bent over the fence. He entered her slowly at first, savoring the feeling of her tight pussy around his cock. But soon, he was fucking her hard and fast, their bodies slapping together as Nabarbi begged for more.

Chris then knelt down and began licking Nabarbi's clit, teasing her with his tongue as she moaned and writhed in pleasure. He slid a finger inside of her, fucking her slowly as he continued to lick and suck on her clit. Nabarbi was close to cumming, her breaths coming in short gasps as she begged Chris to make her cum.

With one final lick, Nabarbi came hard, her juices flowing onto Chris's face as she screamed his name. Chris then stood up and entered her again, fucking her until he too came, his cum filling her up as they both collapsed onto the grass, spent and satisfied.

As they lay there, catching their breath, Nabarbi looked up at Chris and whispered, "Thank you, Chris. That was incredible." Chris smiled, knowing that he had just experienced something truly divine.

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Fauxcest:

(4750 characters)

A Father's Love: The Forbidden Passion of Chris and Nabarbi

Chris, a middle-aged man with a thick beard and muscular build, had always been captivated by his daughter Nabarbi's otherworldly beauty. Nabarbi, with her long raven hair, porcelain skin, and piercing green eyes, was the spitting image of her mother, who had passed away when she was just a baby. Chris had raised Nabarbi on his own, and despite the challenges, they had always been close.

One evening, as they sat together on the couch watching a movie, Chris found himself admiring Nabarbi's beauty more than ever before. He couldn't help but think about how much she had grown, both physically and emotionally. Nabarbi noticed her father's gaze and turned to him with a curious look.

"Is there something on my face, dad?" she asked, her voice soft and sweet.

Chris snapped out of his reverie and shook his head. "No, honey, I was just thinking about how beautiful you are," he said, taking her hand in his.

Nabarbi blushed and looked down at their intertwined fingers. "Thank you, dad," she said, her voice barely above a whisper.

Chris squeezed her hand gently and leaned in closer to her. He could feel the heat radiating off her body, and he couldn't resist the urge to press his lips to her cheek. Nabarbi gasped softly and turned to face him, their eyes locked in an intense gaze.

Without a word, Chris leaned in and pressed his lips to Nabarbi's, kissing her deeply and passionately. Nabarbi responded eagerly, her tongue exploring his mouth as their hands roamed over each other's bodies.

Chris broke the kiss and trailed his lips down Nabarbi's neck, nibbling and licking her sensitive skin. Nabarbi moaned softly and arched her back, giving him better access to her neck.

Chris's hands found their way to Nabarbi's breasts, cupping and squeezing them gently through her shirt. Nabarbi let out a soft whimper and reached down to undo her pants, kicking them off as Chris pulled her shirt over her head.

Chris knelt before Nabarbi, his eyes taking in her naked form. She was even more beautiful than he had imagined, and he couldn't wait to taste her. He leaned in and pressed his lips to her inner thigh, teasing her with soft kisses and licks.

Nabarbi squirmed beneath him, her breath coming in short gasps. "Please, dad," she begged, her voice husky with desire.

Chris didn't need any more encouragement. He spread Nabarbi's legs wider and leaned in, his tongue darting out to taste her wetness. Nabarbi cried out, her back arching as Chris licked and sucked her clit.

Chris's fingers found their way inside Nabarbi's pussy, fucking her slowly as his tongue worked its magic. Nabarbi's moans grew louder and more desperate, her hips bucking against his face.

Chris could feel Nabarbi's muscles tightening around his fingers, and he knew she was close. He sucked harder on her clit, his fingers curling inside her as he felt her orgasm wash over her.

Nabarbi cried out, her body trembling as she came hard. Chris didn't let up, continuing to lick and suck her clit as she rode out her orgasm.

When Nabarbi finally came down from her high, she looked down at Chris with a dazed expression. "That was amazing, dad," she whispered, her voice trembling.

Chris smiled up at her and stood, his cock hard and aching. Nabarbi's eyes widened as she took in his size, her mouth going dry.

Chris took her hand and led her to the bedroom, laying her down on the bed. He climbed on top of her, his cock nudging at her entrance.

Nabarbi looked up at him, her eyes filled with desire. "I want you inside me, dad," she whispered, her voice husky with need.

Chris couldn't resist her any longer. He pushed inside her, filling her completely. Nabarbi cried out, her nails digging into his back as he started to move.

Chris set a slow, steady pace, his hips rolling as he fucked Nabarbi. Nabarbi met him thrust for thrust, her hips bucking wildly as she moaned and cried out.

Chris leaned down and captured her nipple in his mouth, sucking and biting gently as he fucked her harder. Nabarbi's moans grew louder and more desperate, her legs wrapping around his waist as she held him close.

Chris could feel his orgasm building, his balls tightening as he fucked Nabarbi harder and faster. Nabarbi's pussy clenched around him, her muscles tightening as she came again.

Chris couldn't hold back any longer. He groaned loudly as he came, his cock pulsing as he filled her with his seed.

They lay together, panting and sweating, as their bodies came down from their high. Chris looked down at Nabarbi, his heart swelling with love and desire.

"I love you, Nabarbi," he whispered, his voice filled with emotion.

Nabarbi looked up at him, her eyes shining with love. "I love you too, dad," she whispered, her voice soft and sweet.

*****

Fauxcest 70.

(3778 characters)

The Goddess's Seduction: A Father's Forbidden Desire

Chris had always been a man of science, a successful engineer with a robust career and a loving family. But nothing could have prepared him for the day when his daughter, Sarah, revealed her true nature to him. She was no ordinary teenager, but the incarnation of Nammu, the ancient Mesopotamian goddess of water and creation.

At first, Chris struggled to accept the truth. But as Sarah demonstrated her powers, he realized that he had no choice but to believe. And as he watched his daughter grow more confident and powerful, he found himself inexplicably drawn to her.

Sarah, too, had always felt a deep connection to her father, but she had never expected to develop feelings for him. As they explored her powers together, they found themselves drawn closer and closer, until they could no longer deny their attraction.

One night, as they sat together in Sarah's room, Chris tentatively reached out and took his daughter's hand. "Sarah," he said, his voice barely above a whisper. "I know this is wrong, but I can't help the way I feel about you."

Sarah looked up at her father, her eyes shining with a mixture of surprise and desire. "I know," she said, her voice barely above a whisper. "I feel the same way."

Without another word, Chris leaned in and pressed his lips to Sarah's. She responded eagerly, her tongue darting out to explore his mouth. As they kissed, Chris ran his hands over Sarah's body, feeling the curves and contours of her perfect form.

Sarah moaned softly as her father's hands roamed over her body, his touch setting her skin on fire. She reached down and began to undo the buttons of his shirt, her fingers trembling with excitement.

As Chris's shirt fell to the floor, Sarah trailed her lips down his chest, her tongue flicking out to taste his skin. Chris gasped as she reached his nipples, his body trembling with desire.

Sarah looked up at her father, her eyes filled with lust. "I want you," she whispered, her voice husky with desire.

Chris nodded, his breath coming in short gasps. "I want you too," he said, his voice barely above a whisper.

Sarah stood up and began to undress, her body moving with a fluid grace that Chris found utterly captivating. As she stood before him, completely naked, Chris felt his heart race with desire.

Sarah walked over to the bed and lay down, her body spread out before him like an offering. Chris knelt between her legs, his hands trembling as he touched her soft, wet flesh.

Sarah moaned as her father's fingers explored her, her body arching towards him with each touch. Chris leaned down and pressed his lips to her clit, his tongue swirling around the sensitive nub.

Sarah gasped as her father's tongue found her clit, her body trembling with pleasure. She reached down and grabbed his head, pulling him closer as he licked and sucked at her.

As Sarah's orgasm built, she begged her father to enter her. Chris nodded, his body trembling with desire as he positioned himself at her entrance.

Sarah moaned as her father's cock filled her, her body stretching to accommodate him. Chris began to thrust, his hips moving with a rhythm that Sarah found utterly intoxicating.

As they moved together, Sarah and Chris lost themselves in each other, their bodies becoming one in a dance of pleasure and desire. They whispered dirty talks to each other, their words fueling their passion as they moved together.

Sarah came first, her body shuddering with pleasure as she screamed her father's name. Chris followed soon after, his body trembling as he filled her with his seed.

As they lay together, spent and satisfied, Chris knew that he had crossed a line that could never be uncrossed. But as he looked into his daughter's eyes, he knew that he would never regret his decision.

*****

Fauxcest 71.

(3458 characters)

The Goddess and Her Father: A Forbidden Love

Chris had always thought of his daughter, Nanaya, as a goddess. With her long, golden hair, sparkling blue eyes, and lithe, athletic body, she was the most beautiful and captivating person he had ever laid eyes on. And as she grew older, Chris found himself becoming more and more attracted to her.

One day, as they were sitting together on the couch watching TV, Chris decided to make his move. He turned to Nanaya and said, "Hey, Nani, can I tell you something?"

Nanaya looked at him with a curious expression and said, "Sure, Dad. What is it?"

Chris took a deep breath and said, "I know this might sound weird, but I have to be honest with you. I'm really attracted to you, Nani. I can't help it. You're just so beautiful and amazing."

Nanaya was silent for a moment, then she said, "Dad, I appreciate your honesty, but I'm not sure how I feel about this. I mean, you're my father. It's kind of weird, right?"

Chris nodded and said, "I know it's weird, Nani. But I can't deny my feelings. I just wanted to be honest with you and see how you felt about it."

Nanaya thought for a moment, then she said, "Well, Dad, I'm not sure. I'm going to need some time to think about this. Can we talk about it again later?"

Chris nodded and said, "Of course, Nani. Whenever you're ready, we can talk about it. I just want you to know that I love you and care about you, no matter what."

Over the next few days, Chris and Nanaya continued to talk about their feelings for each other. They both agreed that it was strange and unusual, but they couldn't deny the attraction they felt. And eventually, they decided to take things to the next level.

One night, as they were lying in bed together, Chris began to kiss Nanaya's neck and ear lobes. She sighed with pleasure as he licked and nibbled on her sensitive skin. Then, he moved his lips to hers and they kissed deeply, their tongues exploring each other's mouths.

As they kissed, Chris's hands began to wander over Nanaya's body. He caressed her breasts, teasing her nipples until they were hard and sensitive. Then, he moved his hand down to her pussy and began to rub her clit.

Nanaya moaned with pleasure as Chris touched her. She had never felt anything like this before. It was intense and overwhelming, but she wanted more.

Chris could sense Nanaya's desire and he knew it was time to take things to the next level. He pulled off her panties and positioned himself between her legs. Then, he slowly entered her, inch by inch, until he was fully inside her.

Nanaya gasped as Chris filled her. It was a strange and unfamiliar feeling, but it was also incredibly pleasurable. She wrapped her legs around his waist and pulled him closer, urging him to go deeper.

Chris began to thrust in and out of Nanaya, his hips moving in a steady rhythm. She moaned and cried out with pleasure, her pussy clutching at his cock.

As they fucked, Chris and Nanaya looked into each other's eyes. They were lost in the moment, completely consumed by their desire for each other. It was a connection that went beyond words, beyond logic. It was a connection that was pure, raw, and real.

Eventually, they both reached their peak and came together, their bodies shuddering with pleasure. They collapsed onto the bed, spent and satisfied.

As they lay there, panting and sweating, Chris looked at Nanaya and said, "I love you, Nani. I always will."

Nanaya smiled and said, "I love you too, Dad. I always will."

*****

Fauxcest 72.

(3960 characters)

The Goddess and Her Father: A Mesopotamian Love Story

Chris had always been fascinated by mythology, but he never expected to meet a real-life goddess. That all changed when his daughter Nanshe came to stay with him for the summer. Nanshe was a stunning beauty, with long, wavy hair and piercing blue eyes. But it was her air of otherworldly grace that truly set her apart.

Chris found himself drawn to Nanshe in a way he couldn't explain. At first, he tried to resist his feelings, telling himself that it was wrong to be attracted to his own daughter. But as the days passed, he found himself unable to deny the chemistry between them.

One night, as they sat on the porch staring up at the stars, Nanshe leaned in close to Chris. "I know what you're feeling," she whispered. "And I feel it too."

Chris's heart raced as Nanshe took his hand in hers. He could feel the heat radiating off her body, and he knew that he couldn't resist her any longer.

"I want you, Dad," Nanshe said, her voice husky with desire. "I want you to make love to me."

Chris hesitated for just a moment before pulling Nanshe close and kissing her deeply. Their tongues danced together as they explored each other's bodies, their hands roaming over soft skin and firm muscles.

Nanshe moaned as Chris's fingers found her nipples, teasing and pinching them until they were hard and aching. She reached down to touch him through his pants, feeling the thick length of his cock pressing against the fabric.

"Fuck, Nanshe," Chris gasped, pulling back to look into her eyes. "You're so fucking beautiful."

Nanshe smiled, her eyes shining with desire. "Take me inside, Dad," she said, her voice barely above a whisper. "I want you to fuck me hard and deep."

Chris didn't need any more encouragement. He scooped Nanshe up in his arms and carried her inside, laying her down on the bed and stripping off her clothes. Her body was even more gorgeous than he had imagined, with full breasts and a tight, toned stomach.

Nanshe spread her legs wide, inviting Chris to taste her. He dove between her thighs, his tongue exploring every inch of her wet, eager pussy. She tasted sweet and musky, and Chris couldn't get enough of her.

As he licked and sucked her clit, Nanshe moaned and writhed beneath him. "Yes, Dad, just like that," she gasped. "Don't stop."

Chris had no intention of stopping. He slid two fingers inside her, fucking her hard and fast as he continued to lick and suck her clit. Nanshe's moans grew louder, and Chris knew she was close.

"Come for me, Nanshe," he commanded, his voice rough with desire. "Come on my face."

Nanshe's orgasm hit her like a tidal wave, her body shaking and shuddering as she cried out in pleasure. Chris didn't let up, continuing to fuck her with his fingers and lick her clit until she was begging him to stop.

Finally, Chris pulled away, his face glistening with Nanshe's juices. He stripped off his own clothes, revealing his hard, throbbing cock.

"Fuck me, Dad," Nanshe begged, her eyes wide with desire. "I need you inside me."

Chris didn't need any more encouragement. He positioned himself at her entrance, teasing her with the tip of his cock. Nanshe moaned, her hips bucking up to meet him.

With one swift thrust, Chris buried himself deep inside her. Nanshe cried out in pleasure, her pussy clenching around him as he began to fuck her hard and deep.

Their bodies moved together in perfect harmony, their moans and gasps filling the room. Chris could feel Nanshe's orgasm building again, and he knew he wasn't far behind.

"Come for me, Nanshe," he gasped, his thrusts growing more urgent. "I'm close, baby. Come for me."

Nanshe's orgasm hit her like a tidal wave, her body shaking and shuddering as she cried out in pleasure. Chris followed close behind, his cock throbbing as he filled her pussy with his hot, sticky cum.

As they lay there, breathless and spent, Chris knew that he would never be able to let Nanshe go. She was his goddess, his lover, his everything.

*****

Fauxcest 73.

* Non fauxcest:

(3417 rating)

The Goddess's Seduction: A Tale of Ancient Desire

Chris had always been fascinated by ancient civilizations, and his latest obsession was the Elamite deity Narundi, who was worshipped in Susa around 2250 BCE. He spent countless hours researching her and was now standing in front of a stunning statue of the goddess in the museum.

"You know, you have such an admirable dedication to your work," a voice said from behind him.

Chris turned around to see a tall, beautiful woman with piercing green eyes and long, flowing black hair. She was the spitting image of Narundi herself.

"I'm Narundi," she introduced herself, extending her hand. "And you must be Chris."

Chris was taken aback. "Y-yes, I am," he stammered, shaking her hand. "How do you know who I am?"

Narundi smiled mischievously. "I have my ways," she said. "I've been watching you, Chris. You're different from the others. You see me for who I really am."

Chris was captivated by her. "I-I do?" he asked, his voice shaking.

Narundi stepped closer to him, her eyes shining with desire. "Yes, you do," she whispered, running her fingers down his chest. "And I think it's time we celebrate our connection."

Chris hesitated for a moment, but he couldn't resist the pull of this ancient goddess. He leaned in and kissed her, feeling her soft lips against his own.

Narundi moaned, deepening the kiss. Her tongue explored his mouth, and he could feel her passion growing with every passing moment.

"Take me," she breathed, breaking the kiss. "Take me now, Chris."

Chris didn't need any more encouragement. He picked Narundi up and carried her to the nearby couch, laying her down gently.

He started by kissing her neck, nibbling on her earlobes and making her moan with pleasure. Her hands roamed over his body, feeling every inch of him.

Chris then moved down to her breasts, taking each nipple in his mouth and teasing them with his tongue. Narundi arched her back, moaning louder with every touch.

He then made his way down to her wet pussy, licking and sucking on her clit until she was begging for more. Chris inserted a finger inside her, feeling her tight walls clenching around him.

Narundi was writhing in pleasure, her moans filling the room. Chris could feel her getting closer to her climax, and he increased his pace, driving her wild with desire.

Finally, Narundi came hard, her juices flowing freely. Chris licked them up, savoring her taste.

But Narundi wasn't done yet. She pushed Chris down onto the couch and straddled him, guiding his hard cock inside her.

She rode him hard, her moans growing louder with every thrust. Chris grabbed her hips, pulling her down onto him deeper and harder.

Narundi leaned down, whispering dirty talk into his ear. "Yes, Chris, fuck me harder. I want to feel every inch of you inside me."

Chris couldn't resist her dirty talk. He flipped her over, taking her from behind. He pounded her hard, making her scream with pleasure.

Narundi begged for more, her voice hoarse from moaning. Chris gave it to her, driving himself deeper and harder until they both came together, their orgasms rocking their bodies.

They lay there, spent and satisfied, Chris's cock still inside Narundi.

"That was amazing," Narundi whispered, turning to face him.

Chris smiled, still trying to catch his breath. "Yes, it was," he agreed.

And with that, they began their journey of passion and desire, exploring each other's bodies and souls in every way imaginable.

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Fauxcest:

(4031 characters)

Chris had always thought of his daughter, Narundi, as a goddess. With her long, golden hair, sparkling green eyes, and lithe, athletic build, she was one of the most beautiful women he had ever seen. And now that she was finally home from college for the summer, he couldn't wait to spend some quality time with her.

"Hey, champ," Chris said, giving Narundi a hug as she walked through the door. "It's so good to see you!"

"Hey, Dad," Narundi replied, returning his hug. "I've missed you too."

Chris and Narundi spent the next few days catching up and enjoying each other's company. They went for long walks, cooked meals together, and even watched a few of Narundi's favorite movies. But as the days passed, Chris couldn't shake the feeling that there was something more between them. Something deeper and more intimate.

One night, as they were sitting on the couch watching a movie, Chris finally worked up the courage to ask Narundi if she felt the same way.

"Narundi," he began, taking a deep breath. "I know this might sound crazy, but I can't help the way I feel about you. I think I'm in love with you."

Narundi looked at Chris, her eyes wide with surprise. "Dad, I had no idea," she said softly. "But I have to be honest, I feel the same way about you."

Chris and Narundi's hearts raced as they leaned in for their first kiss. It was soft and tender, a promise of the passion to come.

"I want you, Narundi," Chris whispered, his hands exploring her body. "I want you so badly."

"I want you too, Dad," Narundi replied, her voice husky with desire. "Take me to bed and make love to me."

Chris and Narundi stumbled to the bedroom, shedding their clothes as they went. Chris couldn't believe this was really happening, that he was about to make love to his own daughter. But as he looked into her eyes, he knew that this was right. This was meant to be.

They tumbled onto the bed, their bodies entwined in a tangle of limbs. Chris's hands roamed over Narundi's smooth skin, cupping her breasts, teasing her nipples. Narundi moaned with pleasure, her fingers digging into Chris's back.

"Oh, Dad, that feels so good," she gasped, as Chris's mouth found her nipple. He sucked and nibbled, his tongue swirling around the hard peak. Narundi arched her back, her hips grinding against Chris's.

Chris's hand drifted down Narundi's body, finding her wet and ready for him. He slipped a finger inside her, feeling her tight muscles clench around him. Narundi moaned, her hips bucking as Chris added a second finger.

"Oh, yes, Dad, just like that," she cried, as Chris began to stroke her G-spot. Narundi's moans grew louder and more urgent, her breathing coming in ragged gasps.

"I'm close, Dad," she panted, her body trembling with pleasure. "I'm going to cum!"

Chris didn't let up, his fingers working Narundi's G-spot as she cried out in ecstasy. Her orgasm washed over her, her muscles clenching and releasing as wave after wave of pleasure coursed through her body.

As Narundi came down from her orgasm, Chris moved between her legs, his cock hard and ready. He teased her entrance, rubbing the head of his cock against her wet folds. Narundi moaned, her hips lifting off the bed, trying to pull Chris inside her.

"Please, Dad, I need you inside me," she begged, her voice hoarse with desire.

Chris couldn't resist any longer. He pushed inside Narundi, feeling her tight muscles clench around him. Narundi moaned, her head thrown back in pleasure.

"Oh, Dad, you feel so good," she gasped, as Chris began to thrust in and out.

Their tempo increased, Chris's hips slamming against Narundi's as they chased their release. Narundi's moans grew louder, her fingers digging into Chris's back.

"Oh, fuck, Dad, I'm cumming again," she cried, her body trembling with pleasure.

Chris couldn't hold back any longer. He thrust deep inside Narundi, his cock pulsing as he filled her with his seed.

"Oh, Narundi, I love you," Chris gasped, as they collapsed in a heap of sweaty, sated flesh.

Narundi smiled up at Chris, her eyes shining with love. "I love you too, Dad."

*****

Fauxcest 74.

* Non fauxcest.

(4790 characters)

The Farmer and the Goddess: A Love Story

In a small village nestled in the heart of Sumer, there lived a simple farmer named Chris. He had spent his entire life working the land, but he always knew that there was something more out there for him. Little did he know that his dreams would soon become a reality in the most unexpected of ways.

One day, while tilling his field, he discovered a hidden temple buried deep beneath the earth. As he explored the ancient ruins, he stumbled upon a statue of a beautiful woman with the wings of a bird. The villagers told him that she was Nimintabba, the Goddess of Love and Fertility, and that she had the power to grant him any desire he wished for.

Chris was skeptical at first, but he couldn't deny the pull he felt towards the statue. Every night, he would return to the temple and pray to Nimintabba, asking her to bring excitement and passion into his life. And every night, he would leave feeling more alive than he had in years.

One fateful night, as Chris was praying to Nimintabba, he heard a voice in his head. "I will grant your wish," she said. "But you must prove yourself worthy of my gifts."

Chris was overjoyed and eager to please the Goddess. "Anything," he said. "Just name it."

"I want you to seduce me," Nimintabba said. "But you must do it delicately and with respect. I am not just any woman, I am a Goddess."

Chris was taken aback. He had never seduced a woman before, let alone a Goddess. But he was determined to prove himself worthy of Nimintabba's gifts.

He approached her slowly, taking in her beauty and grace. He could feel the power radiating from her, and he knew that he had to be careful. He started with simple eye contact, holding her gaze and letting her see the desire in his eyes.

Nimintabba was intrigued. She had never met a mortal who dared to look at her with such passion. She leaned in closer, and Chris took the opportunity to kiss her gently on the lips. Nimintabba responded, and soon they were locked in a passionate embrace.

Chris's hands roamed over Nimintabba's body, feeling the softness of her skin and the firmness of her muscles. He trailed kisses down her neck, nibbling on her earlobes and making her moan with pleasure.

Nimintabba was not used to such treatment. She was a Goddess, used to being worshiped and adored, but Chris's touch was different. It was gentle and loving, and it made her feel alive in a way she had never felt before.

She led Chris to her bed, and they continued their lovemaking. Chris took his time, exploring every inch of Nimintabba's body with his hands and mouth. He paid special attention to her breasts, sucking and pinching her nipples until she begged for more.

Nimintabba was in heaven. She had never felt such pleasure before, and she wanted more. She reached down between Chris's legs and felt his hard cock. She wrapped her fingers around it and stroked it gently, making Chris moan with pleasure.

Chris was in ecstasy. He had never felt such pleasure before, and he wanted more. He spread Nimintabba's legs and started licking her pussy. He teased her clit with his tongue, making her moan and writhe with pleasure.

Nimintabba was close to orgasm. She begged Chris to enter her, but he wanted to make sure she was ready. He slipped a finger inside her pussy, feeling the wetness and heat. He added a second finger, and then a third, stretching her and preparing her for his cock.

Finally, Chris could wait no longer. He positioned himself at Nimintabba's entrance and slowly pushed inside her. She was tight and warm, and he groaned with pleasure. He started thrusting slowly, building up a rhythm.

Nimintabba was in heaven. She had never felt such pleasure before, and she wanted more. She wrapped her legs around Chris's waist and pulled him deeper inside her.

Chris was in ecstasy. He had never felt such pleasure before, and he wanted more. He started thrusting harder and faster, making Nimintabba moan with pleasure.

Suddenly, Chris felt himself on the brink of orgasm. He pulled out of Nimintabba and stroked his cock, cumming all over her stomach. Nimintabba reached down and scooped up some of the cum, tasting it with a moan of pleasure.

Chris and Nimintabba lay together, spent and satisfied. They had proved themselves worthy of each other's love, and they knew that their relationship would only grow stronger with time.

From that day on, Chris and Nimintabba were inseparable. They made love every night, exploring each other's bodies and discovering new pleasures. They talked and laughed, sharing their hopes and dreams with each other.

And through it all, Nimintabba granted Chris's every wish, bringing excitement and passion into his life in ways he had never imagined. He was a simple farmer no longer, but a man who had captured the heart of a Goddess.

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Forbidden Love: A Father and Daughter's Taboo Desire

Chris, a divorced father of two, had always had a difficult relationship with his daughter Nimintabba. She was a fiercely independent and strong-willed young woman, and they often butted heads. But as she grew older, Chris began to see her in a different light. He couldn't help but notice how beautiful and confident she had become.

One night, as they were sitting together watching a movie, Chris couldn't take his eyes off of Nimintabba. He found himself imagining what it would be like to touch her soft skin, to taste her lips. He knew it was wrong, but he couldn't help the way he felt.

"Dad, are you okay?" Nimintabba asked, noticing the intense look on Chris's face.

"Yeah, I'm fine," Chris replied, trying to play it cool. "I was just thinking about...something."

"What were you thinking about?" Nimintabba asked, her curiosity piqued.

Chris hesitated for a moment, unsure of whether or not to tell her the truth. But something about the way she was looking at him made him feel like he could be honest.

"I was thinking about you," he said, his voice barely above a whisper.

Nimintabba's eyes widened in surprise. "Me? Why were you thinking about me?"

"Because...because I find you attractive," Chris said, his heart racing.

Nimintabba was silent for a moment, processing what her father had just said. "Dad, I'm your daughter," she finally said, her voice shaking.

"I know that," Chris said, taking her hand in his. "But I can't help the way I feel. And I don't think you can either."

Nimintabba didn't say anything for a long moment. She just looked at her father, her eyes filled with a mix of confusion and desire.

"I don't know what to do," she said finally.

"Just follow your heart," Chris said, leaning in to kiss her.

Nimintabba hesitated for a moment, but then she kissed him back. And as they tangled their bodies together, they both knew that they couldn't resist the pull they felt towards each other.

They undressed each other slowly, taking in every inch of each other's bodies. Chris couldn't believe how soft and smooth Nimintabba's skin was, how perfect her breasts were. He couldn't wait to taste her.

Nimintabba moaned as Chris's lips found her nipples, sucking and biting gently. She ran her fingers through his hair as he teased her, her body responding to his touch.

Chris trailed kisses down Nimintabba's stomach, making his way to her wet and waiting pussy. He licked and sucked her clit, making her moan louder and louder.

"Oh, dad, yes," Nimintabba cried out as Chris slid his fingers inside of her. "Don't stop, don't stop."

Chris couldn't resist the temptation any longer. He positioned himself at Nimintabba's entrance and slowly pushed inside of her.

"Oh, fuck, Nimintabba," Chris groaned as he filled her. "You feel so good."

Nimintabba wrapped her legs around Chris's waist, pulling him deeper inside of her. She moaned as he thrust in and out of her, their bodies moving in perfect harmony.

"Harder, daddy," Nimintabba begged. "Fuck me harder."

Chris was happy to oblige. He pounded into her, their bodies slapping together as they both reached for their release.

"I'm close, daddy," Nimintabba cried out, her nails digging into Chris's back.

"Come for me, baby," Chris said, his own orgasm building.

Nimintabba let out a loud moan as she came, her pussy clenching around Chris's cock. He followed her over the edge, filling her with his seed.

They lay there, panting and spent, for a long moment. And as they looked into each other's eyes, they knew that they had found something special, something that they would never let go of.

*****

Fauxcest 75.

(2983 characters)

The Blessing of the Goddess Nin

Chris had always been a devout man, but he never expected to be visited by a goddess. Yet here she was, standing before him in the flesh - or at least, in the form of his own daughter.

"Father," she said, her voice like a melody. "I am Nin, the Sumerian goddess of love and fertility. I have come to you in this form to spread my gifts to the world."

Chris was stunned. He had always been close with his daughter, but he never expected this. Yet as he looked into her eyes, he saw the wisdom and power of a goddess.

"I am honored, my lady," he said, bowing his head. "How may I serve you?"

Nin smiled. "By spreading my love, of course. And who better to start with than my own father?"

Chris hesitated. He had never thought of his daughter in that way before. But as he looked at her, he saw the desire in her eyes. And he knew that he could not deny her.

They began slowly, with gentle kisses and tender touches. Chris explored his daughter's body, marveling at the softness of her skin and the curves of her figure. She responded in kind, her hands wandering over his chest and abdomen.

As they grew more comfortable, the passion between them ignited. Nin climbed on top of Chris, straddling him and grinding her hips against his. He could feel her heat through their clothes, and he ached to be inside her.

But Nin had other plans. She stood up, removing her clothes and revealing her naked body. Chris couldn't help but stare - she was a vision of beauty and grace.

She knelt down between his legs, undoing his pants and freeing his hard cock. She took it in her hand, stroking it gently as she looked up at him with a mischievous grin.

"I want to taste you, father," she said, her voice husky with desire.

Chris groaned as she took him into her mouth, her lips and tongue working in unison to drive him wild. He tangled his fingers in her hair, guiding her as she sucked and licked him.

But Nin wasn't content to just please him with her mouth. She climbed back on top of him, guiding his cock inside her. Chris gasped as he felt her warmth and tightness, and he knew that he would never be the same again.

They moved together, their bodies slick with sweat as they explored each other. Nin whispered dirty talks in his ear, urging him on and telling him how good he felt inside her. Chris responded in kind, telling her how much he loved her and how beautiful she was.

As they reached their climax, they cried out in pleasure. Chris spilled himself inside his daughter, filling her with his seed. Nin collapsed on top of him, her breath hot and heavy against his chest.

As they lay there, spent and satisfied, Chris knew that his life would never be the same. He had been blessed with the love of a goddess, and he would cherish it forever.

*****

Fauxcest 76.

* Non fauxcest (other man)

(3867 rating)

The Divine Scholar and the Emperor's Daughter: A Tale of Love and Lust

Emperor Chris, a powerful and majestic figure, ruled over his vast kingdom with wisdom and fairness. His daughter, Ninimma, was no ordinary princess. She was a goddess, revered for her intelligence and association with the scribal arts. Ninimma was known as a divine scholar, scribe, and librarian, and her beauty was said to rival that of the stars in the sky.

One day, Ninimma approached her father, seeking his guidance on a matter of great importance. "Father," she began, her voice soft yet commanding, "I have been approached by a mortal man, a scholar from a distant land. He has asked for my hand in marriage, and I find myself drawn to him."

Emperor Chris looked at his daughter with a mixture of surprise and pride. "My dear Ninimma," he replied, "you are a goddess, and any man would be lucky to have you as his wife. But remember, marriage is a sacred bond, and it is not to be entered into lightly."

Ninimma nodded, her eyes shining with determination. "I understand, Father. But I truly believe that this man is my soulmate. He is kind, intelligent, and passionate about the same things I am. I want to spend the rest of my life with him."

Emperor Chris smiled, his heart filled with joy and pride. "Very well, my dear. If this is what you truly want, then I will give my blessing. But first, I want you to be sure. Spend some time with him, get to know him better, and then make your decision."

Ninimma thanked her father and hurried to find her beloved. When she found him, she took his hand and led him to a secluded spot, where they could talk in private.

"I have something to tell you," Ninimma said, her voice trembling with excitement. "My father has given his blessing for us to be married. I am overjoyed, and I want to celebrate with you."

Her beloved smiled, his eyes filled with love and admiration. "My dear Ninimma, I am the one who is truly blessed. I will do everything in my power to make you happy."

Ninimma smiled, her heart filled with love and desire. She leaned in and kissed him, her lips soft and inviting. He responded eagerly, his hands exploring her body.

"I want you," Ninimma whispered, her voice husky with desire. "I want you now."

Her beloved nodded, his eyes burning with passion. He lifted her skirt, revealing her bare thighs. He ran his fingers over her soft skin, making her shiver with anticipation.

"You are so beautiful," he murmured, his lips tracing a path from her ear to her neck. "I want to make love to you, here and now."

Ninimma moaned, her body arching towards him. "Yes, yes," she gasped, her hands reaching for his belt. She undid it quickly, her fingers trembling with excitement.

He pulled down his pants, revealing his hard cock. Ninimma licked her lips, her eyes fixed on his manhood. She reached out and touched it, her fingers gentle and exploring.

"I want to taste you," she murmured, her voice low and seductive. She leaned in and took him in her mouth, her tongue swirling around his cock.

He groaned, his hands reaching for her hair. "Oh god, Ninimma," he gasped, his hips thrusting forward. "You feel so good."

Ninimma sucked and licked, her hands reaching up to cup his balls. She massaged them gently, making him moan with pleasure.

"I want you inside me," Ninimma whispered, her voice filled with desire.

He nodded, his cock glistening with her saliva. He lifted her up and impaled her on his cock, her pussy wet and ready for him.

"Oh yes," Ninimma moaned, her head thrown back in ecstasy. "Fuck me, fuck me hard."

He thrust into her, his hips moving in a rhythmic motion. Ninimma wrapped her legs around his waist, her nails digging into his back.

"Harder, harder," she gasped, her pussy clenching around his cock.

He pounded into her, their bodies slapping together in a primal dance. Ninimma moaned and cried out, her orgasm building...

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Fauxcest:

(4010 characters)

Forbidden Love: An Emperor and His Daughter's Taboo Desires

Emperor Chris, a man of great power and authority, had never expected to find love again after the loss of his wife. But when his daughter Ninimma returned home after years of studying abroad, he couldn't help but feel a spark reignite within him.

Ninimma had grown into a stunningly beautiful woman, with long, wavy auburn hair and piercing green eyes. She was intelligent, kind, and had a wicked sense of humor that drew Chris in instantly.

Their conversations were easy and flowing, and Chris found himself looking forward to their time together more and more each day.

One evening, as they sat on the couch together, Chris couldn't resist any longer. He leaned in, his heart pounding in his chest, and pressed his lips to Ninimma's. To his surprise, she kissed him back, her lips soft and warm against his.

As they pulled away, Ninimma looked up at Chris with a coy smile. "I've been wanting you to do that for a long time, Father," she whispered.

Chris's eyes widened in shock, but the desire burning within him was too strong to ignore. He pulled Ninimma close, his hands exploring her body as they kissed with a passion he hadn't felt in years.

"You're so beautiful," he murmured, his lips trailing down her neck.

"And you're so handsome," Ninimma replied, her fingers running through Chris's graying hair.

As they continued to kiss, their hands grew bolder, exploring each other's bodies with a fierce desire. Chris's cock was rock hard, pressing against the fabric of his pants, as he reached down to cup Ninimma's breast. She moaned softly as he squeezed and kneaded, her nipple hardening beneath his touch.

Breaking their kiss, Chris trailed his lips down Ninimma's body, his tongue flicking out to taste her skin. He reached the hem of her shirt, pulling it up and over her head to reveal her perfect, perky breasts.

"Oh, Father," Ninimma moaned as Chris took one of her nipples into his mouth, sucking and teasing it with his tongue.

Chris's hand traveled down Ninimma's body, slipping beneath her skirt to find her wet and ready for him. He slid a finger inside her, groaning at how tight and hot she was.

Ninimma's hips bucked against his hand, her moans growing louder as he added a second finger. She was close, so close, and Chris couldn't wait to make her cum.

"Come for me, my love," he growled, his fingers moving faster and faster inside her.

Ninimma threw her head back, her body shuddering as she came hard, her juices coating Chris's fingers.

"Oh, Father, that was amazing," Ninimma panted, her body still trembling.

Chris couldn't wait any longer. He needed to be inside her. He stood up, quickly undressing as Ninimma watched with wide, hungry eyes.

As he stood before her, his cock hard and ready, Ninimma licked her lips. "I want that inside me," she whispered, her voice husky with desire.

Chris climbed back onto the couch, positioning himself between Ninimma's legs. He teased her entrance with the tip of his cock, making Ninimma whimper with need.

"Please, Father," she begged, her hips rocking against him.

Chris couldn't resist any longer. He thrust inside her, filling her completely.

"Oh, fuck," Ninimma moaned, her nails digging into Chris's shoulders as he began to move.

Their bodies moved together in a delicious rhythm, their moans and gasps filling the room.

"You feel so good," Chris growled, his lips finding Ninimma's as they kissed passionately.

Ninimma wrapped her legs around Chris's waist, pulling him deeper inside her. "Harder," she moaned, her nails digging into his back.

Chris obliged, his hips snapping forward as he fucked Ninimma with everything he had.

"Yes, yes, yes," Ninimma chanted, her body trembling as she reached her peak again.

Chris followed close behind, his cock twitching inside Ninimma as he filled her with his cum.

As they caught their breath, Chris looked down at Ninimma with a tender smile. "I love you," he whispered.

"I love you too, Father," Ninimma replied, her arms wrapped tight around his neck.

*****

Fauxcest 77.

(4615 characters)

Forbidden Love: A Mesopotamian Goddess's Desire

(Note: This story is a work of fiction and is intended for mature audiences only. It depicts explicit sexual acts between consenting adults, including incest. Please do not read if this subject matter offends you.)

It had been a long day at the museum for Chris, the head curator. He was excited to finally be home, ready to relax and unwind. As he walked through the door, he was greeted by the sight of his daughter, Nin-MAR.KI, lounging on the couch.

Nin-MAR.KI was no ordinary daughter. She was a goddess, a Mesopotamian deity who had taken on human form to experience life on earth. Her beauty was beyond compare, with long, flowing black hair, full lips, and curves that could make any man's heart race.

Chris couldn't help but stare at his daughter, taking in her beauty. "Hey, Dad," Nin-MAR.KI said, her voice like music to his ears. "How was your day?"

"It was long, but seeing you makes it all worth it," Chris replied, sitting down next to his daughter.

Nin-MAR.KI smiled at her father, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "I've been thinking about what you said earlier," she said, referring to a conversation they'd had about exploring their desires.

Chris raised an eyebrow. "Oh?"

Nin-MAR.KI nodded. "I want to explore my sexuality with you, Dad. I want you to teach me everything you know."

Chris felt his heart race at his daughter's words. He had always wanted her, but he had never acted on it, knowing it was wrong. But now, with her consent, he couldn't help but feel a surge of desire.

"Are you sure, Nin-MAR.KI?" he asked, his voice husky with desire.

Nin-MAR.KI nodded. "Yes, Dad. I'm sure."

With that, Chris leaned in, capturing his daughter's lips in a passionate kiss. Nin-MAR.KI responded eagerly, her tongue exploring her father's mouth. Chris's hands roamed over his daughter's body, feeling her curves and the heat of her skin.

Nin-MAR.KI broke the kiss, her breath coming in ragged gasps. "Take me to bed, Dad," she whispered.

Chris didn't need to be told twice. He scooped his daughter up in his arms, carrying her to his bedroom. Once there, he laid her down on the bed, his eyes taking in every inch of her body.

"You're so beautiful, Nin-MAR.KI," Chris said, his voice filled with awe.

Nin-MAR.KI smiled. "I'm all yours, Dad."

Chris wasted no time, stripping off his clothes and climbing onto the bed. He started with Nin-MAR.KI's neck, nibbling and licking her earlobes, causing her to moan with pleasure. He then moved down to her breasts, taking each nipple in his mouth and sucking, causing Nin-MAR.KI to gasp with pleasure.

Chris continued his journey down his daughter's body, licking and nibbling her stomach and hips. He could feel the heat emanating from her pussy, and he couldn't wait to taste her.

When he finally reached her pussy, he was greeted by the sight of her wet, pink folds. Chris couldn't help but moan at the sight. He leaned in, his tongue darting out to taste her.

Nin-MAR.KI cried out with pleasure as her father's tongue explored her pussy. Chris licked and sucked her clit, causing her to moan and thrash on the bed. He then slipped a finger inside her, feeling her tight walls contract around him.

Nin-MAR.KI's breathing became labored as her father's fingers and tongue brought her closer to orgasm. "Oh, Dad, yes!" she cried out as she came, her juices flowing onto Chris's face.

Chris didn't waste any time, climbing up his daughter's body and positioning himself at her entrance. He looked into her eyes, seeking permission. Nin-MAR.KI nodded, and Chris slowly entered her.

Nin-MAR.KI cried out as her father's cock filled her, stretching her walls. Chris began to move, thrusting in and out of his daughter. He could feel her walls tightening around him, her moans becoming louder.

"Faster, Dad, harder!" Nin-MAR.KI cried out, and Chris obliged. He began to thrust harder and faster, causing Nin-MAR.KI to moan with pleasure.

Chris could feel his own orgasm building, and he knew he was close. "I'm going to cum, Nin-MAR.KI," he said, his voice husky with desire.

Nin-MAR.KI looked into her father's eyes, her own desire reflected in them. "Cum inside me, Dad," she said, her voice breathless.

With that, Chris let go, cumming inside his daughter. Nin-MAR.KI cried out as she felt her father's hot seed fill her, her own orgasm following close behind.

Chris collapsed onto his daughter, both of them panting and covered in sweat. They lay there for a moment, basking in the afterglow of their lovemaking.

"I love you, Nin-MAR.KI," Chris said, his voice filled with emotion.

Nin-MAR.KI smiled at her father. "I love you too, Dad."

*****

Fauxcest 78.

(5594 characters)

Forbidden Love: A Father's Desire

Chris had always been a devoted father to his two daughters, Ninatta and Kulitta. But what he didn't realize was that they had grown into stunningly beautiful women, with curves in all the right places and an air of confidence that was downright irresistible.

One evening, as they sat around the dinner table, Chris couldn't help but steal glances at his daughters. Ninatta, with her long, curly hair and piercing green eyes, was the spitting image of her mother. And Kulitta, with her petite frame and dimples that appeared whenever she smiled, was the perfect combination of cute and sexy.

Chris cleared his throat, trying to shake off his impure thoughts. "Girls, I was thinking," he began, "how about we take a little vacation together? Just the three of us."

Ninatta and Kulitta exchanged a glance, before turning back to their father with excited smiles. "That sounds amazing, Dad!" Kulitta exclaimed.

And so, they packed their bags and headed to a secluded beach house on the coast. The first night, they ordered takeout and sat around the living room, chatting and laughing. But as the night wore on, Chris found himself getting more and more attracted to his daughters.

He excused himself to go to the bathroom, taking a deep breath as he looked at himself in the mirror. He was an attractive man, with salt-and-pepper hair and a strong jawline. But he couldn't shake off the feeling that he was crossing a line.

When he returned to the living room, Ninatta and Kulitta were sprawled out on the couch, their bodies on full display. Chris felt his heart rate quicken as he took in the sight of their bare legs and plunging necklines.

Ninatta looked up at him, her eyes heavy-lidded with desire. "Dad, can I talk to you for a minute?" she asked, her voice low and seductive.

Chris followed her into the bedroom, his heart pounding in his chest. Ninatta closed the door behind them, before turning to face him.

"Dad, I know this is wrong," she began, her voice trembling slightly. "But I can't help the way I feel about you. I want you, Dad. I want you so bad."

Chris felt a surge of desire wash over him. He had never thought of his daughter in a sexual way before, but now that the idea had been planted in his head, he couldn't shake it off.

Without a word, he closed the distance between them, pressing his lips to Ninatta's. She moaned softly, her body melting against his.

Chris ran his hands over Ninatta's curves, his fingers finding the zipper of her dress and pulling it down. She stepped out of the dress, now standing before him in nothing but her lingerie.

Chris's hands wandered to Ninatta's breasts, cupping them through the lace of her bra. She moaned again, arching her back and pressing herself against him.

Chris could feel his cock straining against his pants, desperate to be released. He undid his belt, letting his pants fall to the floor.

Ninatta's eyes widened as she took in the sight of her father's hard cock. She licked her lips, before dropping to her knees in front of him.

Chris groaned as Ninatta took him into her mouth, her tongue swirling around his shaft. He tangled his fingers in her hair, guiding her as she sucked him off.

But as much as Chris was enjoying the feeling of Ninatta's mouth on his cock, he wanted more. He wanted to feel her pussy wrapped around him, to hear her moans of pleasure as he fucked her.

He pulled Ninatta to her feet, pushing her down onto the bed. He climbed on top of her, his cock pressing against her wet panties.

Ninatta moaned, her legs wrapping around his waist as he ground his hips against hers. Chris could feel her wetness seeping through the fabric of her panties, making his cock even harder.

He hooked his fingers into the waistband of her panties, pulling them down her legs. Ninatta kicked them off, spreading her legs wide for him.

Chris couldn't resist any longer. He positioned himself at her entrance, before thrusting into her with one swift motion.

Ninatta cried out, her nails digging into Chris's back as he began to fuck her. He set a steady pace, each thrust sending waves of pleasure through Ninatta's body.

Chris could feel himself getting close to the edge. He reached down between them, finding Ninatta's clit and rubbing it in circles.

Ninatta moaned louder, her pussy clenching around Chris's cock as she came. Chris followed soon after, his cock twitching as he filled her with his cum.

They lay there for a moment, their bodies slick with sweat and covered in cum. Chris knew that what they had just done was wrong, but he couldn't bring himself to regret it.

He pulled Ninatta close, wrapping his arms around her as they drifted off to sleep.

The next morning, Chris woke up to find Kulitta standing in the doorway, her eyes wide with shock.

"Dad, what have you done?" she asked, her voice trembling.

Chris felt a wave of guilt wash over him. He had forgotten that Kulitta was in the other room, that she would inevitably find out what had happened between him and Ninatta.

"I'm so sorry, Kulitta," he said, his voice barely above a whisper. "I didn't mean for this to happen."

Kulitta looked at him for a long moment, before walking over to the bed and climbing in beside Ninatta.

"It's okay, Dad," she said, her voice soft. "I understand. I want you too."

Chris felt his heart rate quicken again as he took in the sight of his two daughters, their bodies naked and waiting for him.

He knew that what he was about to do was wrong, but he couldn't resist the temptation.

He leaned in, pressing his lips to Kulitta's. And as she moaned and writhed beneath him, Chris knew that he was lost.

*****

Fauxcest 79.

* Non fauxcest

(3996 characters)

The Goddess and the Mortal: A Mesopotamian Love Story

Chris had always been fascinated by mythology, and one of his favorite goddesses was Ninegal, the Mesopotamian deity associated with palaces. He never imagined that he would one day meet her in the flesh, let alone have a passionate relationship with her.

It all started when Chris was exploring an old archaeological site in modern-day Iraq. He stumbled upon a hidden chamber, and to his surprise, he found Ninegal herself, sitting on a throne. She was even more beautiful than he had imagined, with long black hair, piercing blue eyes, and full, red lips.

"Who are you?" Chris asked, his voice trembling with awe.

"I am Ninegal, the goddess of palaces," she replied, her voice like a melody. "And you are Chris, the mortal who has discovered my chamber."

Chris was taken aback, but he couldn't deny the attraction he felt towards her. He approached her, and she looked at him with a knowing smile.

"You desire me, don't you?" she asked, her voice filled with seduction.

Chris nodded, unable to speak. Ninegal stood up from her throne and approached him. She took his face in her hands and kissed him deeply, her tongue exploring his mouth. Chris responded eagerly, his hands wandering all over her body.

Ninegal broke the kiss and looked at him with a mischievous smile.

"Let's take this to my bed," she said, taking his hand and leading him to a nearby chamber.

Once they were in the bed, Ninegal started to undress Chris, kissing every inch of his body as she did so. Chris did the same, taking in the sight of her perfect, goddess-like body.

They started to touch each other, their hands exploring every curve and crevice. Chris couldn't believe he was touching a goddess, and Ninegal couldn't believe she had found such a passionate mortal.

Ninegal then started to kiss Chris's neck, her lips and tongue leaving a trail of fire on his skin. Chris moaned with pleasure, his hands gripping her hair.

"You like that, don't you?" Ninegal whispered, her breath hot on his ear.

Chris could only nod, unable to form words. Ninegal then started to lick and suck on his nipples, her hands caressing his chest. Chris arched his back, his body on fire with pleasure.

Ninegal then started to kiss her way down Chris's body, her lips and tongue leaving a trail of wetness on his skin. When she reached his cock, she took it in her mouth, her lips and tongue working their magic. Chris moaned loudly, his hands gripping the sheets.

Ninegal then started to finger Chris, her fingers sliding in and out of his wet hole. Chris moaned even louder, his body shaking with pleasure.

"You're so tight," Ninegal whispered, her breath hot on his cock. "I can't wait to feel you inside me."

Chris couldn't wait either. He flipped Ninegal over and started to lick her pussy, his tongue exploring every inch of her wet folds. Ninegal moaned loudly, her hands gripping the sheets.

"Yes, Chris, yes!" she cried out, her body shaking with pleasure.

Chris then started to finger Ninegal, his fingers sliding in and out of her wet hole. Ninegal moaned even louder, her body on fire with pleasure.

"Fuck me, Chris, fuck me now!" she cried out, her body begging for release.

Chris didn't need any more encouragement. He positioned himself at Ninegal's entrance and pushed himself inside her, her wet pussy enveloping his cock. They both moaned loudly, their bodies moving in perfect rhythm.

They changed positions, trying different ones, each one more pleasurable than the last. They moaned and cried out in pleasure, their bodies moving in perfect harmony.

In the end, they both reached their climax, their bodies shaking with pleasure. Chris collapsed on top of Ninegal, his body spent.

"That was amazing," Chris whispered, his breath hot on Ninegal's ear.

"Yes, it was," Ninegal replied, her voice filled with satisfaction.

They lay there for a while, their bodies entwined, their hearts beating as one. Chris knew he had found something special with Ninegal, and he couldn't wait to explore it further.

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