Chapter 4:

Fauxcest 31.

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Forbidden Love: The Passion of Emperor Chris and Goddess Gula

Emperor Chris, a man of great power and authority, had always been fascinated by the allure of his daughter, Gula. She was no longer just a goddess in his eyes, but a woman of unparalleled beauty and grace. Her long, dark hair cascaded down her back like a waterfall, and her piercing brown eyes held a depth of knowledge beyond her years. Chris couldn't help but be drawn to her, and as they sat together in the throne room, he knew he had to have her.

"Gula, my dear," Chris began, his voice low and husky. "You are a vision of beauty, a true goddess in every sense of the word."

Gula blushed at her father's words, her cheeks turning a soft pink. "Father, you flatter me," she replied, her voice barely above a whisper.

Chris leaned in closer, his eyes fixated on Gula's lips. "I mean every word, my dear," he said, his breath hot against her skin. "I want you, Gula. I want all of you."

Gula's heart raced at her father's confession. She had always known there was something more between them, something beyond the typical father-daughter relationship. And now, as he sat before her, his eyes filled with desire, she knew she wanted him too.

"Father," she said, her voice trembling. "I want you too."

With that, Chris leaned in and kissed Gula, his lips meeting hers in a passionate embrace. Their tongues danced together, exploring every inch of each other's mouths. Chris's hands roamed over Gula's body, cupping her breasts and teasing her nipples through the fabric of her dress.

Gula moaned with pleasure, her body responding to her father's touch. She reached down and began to undo his pants, freeing his hard cock from its confines. Chris gasped as Gula's hand wrapped around his shaft, stroking him up and down.

"Fuck, Gula," he moaned. "You feel so good."

Gula continued to stroke Chris's cock, her hand moving faster and faster. She could feel him getting closer to the edge, and she wanted to taste him. She leaned down and took him into her mouth, her lips wrapping around his shaft as she sucked him deep.

Chris groaned with pleasure, his hands tangled in Gula's hair as she bobbed her head up and down. He could feel himself getting closer and closer to the edge, and he knew he wasn't going to last much longer.

"Gula, I'm going to cum," he warned, his voice strained.

Gula moaned around his cock, the vibrations sending Chris over the edge. He exploded in her mouth, his cum filling her throat as she swallowed every last drop.

"Fuck, that was amazing," Chris said, his breathing heavy.

Gula smiled up at him, her lips still wrapped around his cock. "I'm glad you enjoyed it," she said, her voice sultry.

Chris pulled Gula to her feet and kissed her deeply, his hands exploring her body once again. He reached down and lifted her dress, his fingers finding her wet pussy.

"You're so wet," he said, his voice filled with desire.

Gula moaned as her father's fingers entered her, filling her up and hitting all the right spots. She could feel herself getting closer and closer to the edge, and she knew she needed more.

"Fuck me, Father," she begged, her voice filled with need.

Chris didn't need to be asked twice. He lifted Gula onto the edge of the table and entered her, his cock filling her up completely.

"Oh, Father," Gula moaned, her head thrown back in ecstasy.

Chris began to thrust into her, his hips moving in a steady rhythm. Gula met him thrust for thrust, their bodies moving together in perfect harmony.

"Fuck, you feel so good," Chris moaned, his hands gripping Gula's hips.

Gula moaned in response, her nails digging into Chris's shoulders as she neared the edge.

"Harder, Father," she begged, her voice filled with need.

Chris increased his pace, his hips moving faster and faster as he fucked Gula harder and harder.

"Yes, yes, yes," Gula moaned, her body trembling with pleasure.

With one final thrust, Chris sent Gula over the edge. She screamed out in pleasure, her body shaking as she came hard around his cock.

Chris followed soon after, his own orgasm ripping through him as he filled Gula up with his cum.

"Fuck, that was amazing," Chris said, his breathing heavy.

Gula smiled up at him, her eyes filled with love and desire. "I love you, Father," she said, her voice soft.

Chris leaned down and kissed her, his lips meeting hers in a tender embrace. "I love you too, Gula," he said, his voice filled with emotion.

And with that, the two of them collapsed onto the table, their bodies spent and satisfied. They knew they had crossed a line that could never be uncrossed, but they didn't care. They had each other, and that was all that mattered.

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Fauxcest 32.

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The Forbidden Love of Emperor Chris and Goddess Gunura

Emperor Chris, a powerful and virile man, ruled over his vast empire with an iron fist. His daughter, Gunura, was no ordinary princess - she was a goddess, a member of the entourage of the medicine goddess Ninisina. She was also associated with other similar goddesses, Gula and Nintinugga, and was worshipped in many cities across Mesopotamia.

One day, Emperor Chris found himself overcome with desire for his divine daughter. He knew it was wrong, but he couldn't help himself. He decided to pursue her, to try and win her over with his charm and wit.

"Gunura, my dear," he said one day, as they sat in the palace gardens. "You are so beautiful, so radiant. I can't help but be drawn to you."

Gunura looked at her father with a mixture of surprise and amusement. "Father, I am your daughter," she reminded him.

"I know, my dear," Emperor Chris replied, taking her hand in his. "But I can't deny the feelings that I have for you. I want you, Gunura. I want you with every fiber of my being."

Gunura was taken aback by her father's boldness, but she couldn't deny the flutter in her chest. She had always known that her father was a handsome man, but she had never allowed herself to consider him in a romantic way.

"Father, I don't know if this is right," she said, pulling her hand away.

"I know it's not," Emperor Chris agreed. "But sometimes, my dear, love is worth breaking the rules for."

Gunura looked at her father, her heart racing. She knew she should resist, but she couldn't help herself. She leaned in, pressing her lips against his.

Emperor Chris groaned with pleasure as he felt his daughter's lips on his. He wrapped his arms around her, pulling her close.

"Oh, Gunura," he whispered, his hands roaming over her body. "You have no idea how long I've wanted this."

Gunura responded eagerly, her own hands exploring her father's muscular chest. She could feel his hard cock pressing against her, and she longed to feel it inside her.

"Fuck me, father," she begged, her voice husky with desire. "I want you to fuck me."

Emperor Chris didn't need any more encouragement. He picked Gunura up, carrying her to his chamber. He lay her down on the bed, his eyes roaming over her naked body.

"You are so beautiful," he murmured, his hands caressing her curves.

Gunura moaned with pleasure as her father's hands explored her body. She reached down, stroking his hard cock.

"I want you inside me," she whispered.

Emperor Chris didn't need any more encouragement. He positioned himself at her entrance, pushing inside her with a groan of pleasure.

Gunura cried out as she felt her father's cock filling her. It was huge, and she could feel every inch of it as he thrust inside her.

"Oh, father," she moaned, her nails digging into his back.

Emperor Chris fucked his daughter with long, deep strokes, his balls slapping against her ass. Gunura met him thrust for thrust, their bodies moving in perfect harmony.

"Harder, father," Gunura begged, her eyes wide with pleasure.

Emperor Chris was happy to oblige. He increased his pace, fucking her harder and faster.

"Yes, yes," Gunura cried out, her orgasm building inside her.

Emperor Chris could feel his own orgasm building. He could feel his balls tightening, and he knew he was close.

"I'm going to cum," he gasped, his thrusts becoming erratic.

"Cum inside me," Gunura begged, her legs wrapped around his waist.

Emperor Chris did as he was told, flooding his daughter's pussy with his hot cum. Gunura cried out as she felt him fill her, her own orgasm crashing over her.

Emperor Chris collapsed on top of her, his cock still inside her. They lay there, panting and sweaty, their bodies entwined.

"I love you, Gunura," Emperor Chris whispered, his lips pressed against her ear.

"I love you too, father," Gunura replied, her hands stroking his back.

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Fauxcest 33.

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The Forbidden Love of Emperor Chris and Goddess Ḫabūrītum

Emperor Chris, a man of great power and authority, had a secret that he had been keeping hidden for years. He had been having an affair with his own daughter, the beautiful and enchanting Ḫabūrītum.

Ḫabūrītum was a goddess in her own right, worshiped in ancient Syria for her beauty and grace. She had inherited her father's striking features and piercing blue eyes, and she had a body that was made for sin.

Their affair had started innocently enough, with flirtatious glances and lingering touches. But it wasn't long before their attraction to each other had grown into something more. They would steal away to Chris's chambers at night, their bodies entwined in a passionate dance of desire.

"You're so beautiful, Ḫabūrītum," Chris whispered as he traced his fingers along her jawline. "I can't resist you."

"And I can't resist you, Father," Ḫabūrītum replied, her voice husky with desire. "I want you inside me."

Chris didn't need any further encouragement. He stripped off his clothes and climbed onto the bed, his cock hard and ready for her. Ḫabūrītum spread her legs wide, her pussy glistening with wetness.

"Fuck me, Father," she begged, her voice filled with need.

Chris didn't hesitate. He thrust his cock inside her, filling her up completely. She gasped as he began to move, her nails digging into his back as he pounded into her.

"Yes, yes, harder," Ḫabūrītum moaned, her breasts bouncing with each thrust.

Chris was more than happy to oblige. He fucked her harder and faster, their bodies slapping together as they reached for their release.

"I'm close, Father," Ḫabūrītum cried out, her pussy clenching around his cock.

Chris could feel his own orgasm building, his balls tightening as he pumped in and out of her.

"Come for me, Ḫabūrītum," he growled, his voice guttural with need.

With a loud cry, Ḫabūrītum came, her pussy flooding with wetness as she milked his cock. Chris followed soon after, his hot cum filling her up as he groaned in pleasure.

They lay there for a moment, panting and spent. But even as they caught their breath, Chris knew that he would never get enough of his beautiful daughter. He would always want her, always need her.

"I love you, Ḫabūrītum," he whispered, his lips brushing against her ear.

"I love you too, Father," she replied, her arms tightening around him.

*****

Fauxcest 34.

(Non-incestous version)

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The Lovemaking of Emperor Chris and Goddess Ḫegirnunna

Emperor Chris, a man of great power and authority, had never known love until he met the beautiful and enchanting goddess Ḫegirnunna. She was the daughter of the great god Anu and belonged to the pantheon of Lagash. She was known for her beauty, grace, and allure, and Chris found himself captivated by her from the moment they met.

Their courtship was long and filled with flirtatious banter and playful innuendos.

"You know, you have the most beautiful eyes I have ever seen," Chris said to Ḫegirnunna one day.

"And you, Emperor, have the most charming smile," she replied, her own lips curling up in a coy smile.

Their attraction to each other was palpable, and it wasn't long before they found themselves in Chris's chambers, their bodies entwined in a passionate embrace.

"I have wanted you for so long, Ḫegirnunna," Chris whispered in her ear as he trailed kisses down her neck.

"And I, you, Emperor," she replied, her voice husky with desire.

Their lovemaking was slow and deliberate, filled with intense passion and longing. Chris's hands roamed over Ḫegirnunna's body, his fingers tracing patterns on her soft skin. He kissed her deeply, their tongues dancing together in a passionate duel.

"You feel so good, Ḫegirnunna," Chris moaned as he entered her, their bodies moving together in perfect harmony.

"Yes, Chris, yes," she cried out, her nails digging into his back as she met his thrusts with her own.

Their lovemaking was filled with dirty talk and moans of pleasure.

"Harder, Chris, harder," Ḫegirnunna begged, her hips meeting his with each thrust.

"You like that, Ḫegirnunna?" Chris asked, his voice filled with desire.

"Yes, oh yes," she replied, her breath coming in short gasps.

Their lovemaking was a symphony of pleasure, their bodies moving together in a sensual dance. Chris's hands explored Ḫegirnunna's body, his fingers finding her most sensitive spots. He licked and sucked her nipples, his tongue tracing patterns on her soft skin.

"Oh, Chris, that feels so good," Ḫegirnunna moaned, her hips grinding against his.

As they reached the climax of their lovemaking, Chris's thrusts became faster and harder, his body tensing as he reached his peak.

"I'm going to cum, Ḫegirnunna," he groaned, his voice filled with desire.

"Yes, Chris, cum for me," she replied, her own orgasm crashing over her as he filled her with his seed.

As they lay spent in each other's arms, Chris couldn't help but feel grateful for the love and pleasure he had found in Ḫegirnunna's arms.

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The Forbidden Love of Emperor Chris and Goddess Ḫegir

Emperor Chris had always been a powerful and dominant figure, but when it came to his daughter, the goddess Ḫegir, he couldn't help but feel a sense of longing and desire. Ḫegir, also known as Ḫegirnunna, was a beautiful and alluring Mesopotamian goddess, and her father couldn't resist her charms.

One day, as they sat together in the imperial palace, Chris couldn't help but stare at his daughter's full lips and curves. Ḫegir noticed her father's gaze and smiled.

"Father, is there something on your mind?" she asked, her voice dripping with seduction.

Chris hesitated for a moment, but then he decided to take a chance. "I can't help but think about you, my dear. You are so beautiful, and I desire you more than anything."

Ḫegir's eyes widened in surprise, but then she smiled. "I've always known you desired me, father. And I must admit, I've wanted you too."

With that, Ḫegir leaned in and kissed her father, her tongue exploring his mouth. Chris couldn't believe what was happening, but he didn't want it to stop. He kissed his daughter back, his hands roaming her body.

"Let's go to my chambers," Ḫegir whispered in his ear, her breath hot and heavy.

Chris nodded, and they made their way to his room. Once they were inside, Ḫegir began to undress, revealing her perfect, toned body. Chris couldn't help but stare, his cock already rock hard.

"Do you like what you see, father?" Ḫegir asked, a smirk on her face.

Chris nodded, his eyes glued to his daughter's body. Ḫegir walked over to him and began to unbutton his shirt, her fingers brushing against his skin.

"You're so handsome, father," she said, her voice filled with desire. "I've wanted you for so long."

Chris moaned as his daughter's hands explored his body, her fingers tracing the lines of his muscles. He reached out and touched her breasts, his fingers gently pinching her nipples.

Ḫegir let out a moan of pleasure, her body writhing under her father's touch. She leaned in and kissed him again, her tongue exploring his mouth.

Chris's hands continued to roam his daughter's body, his fingers finding their way to her wet pussy. He began to rub her clit, causing Ḫegir to moan even louder.

"Yes, father, just like that," Ḫegir said, her voice filled with pleasure.

Chris continued to rub his daughter's clit, his fingers becoming slick with her juices. Ḫegir began to grind against his hand, her body trembling with pleasure.

"I'm going to cum, father," Ḫegir said, her voice filled with desire.

Chris didn't stop, his fingers continuing to rub her clit. Ḫegir's body trembled, and then she let out a loud moan as she came.

Chris couldn't wait any longer, he needed to be inside his daughter. He picked her up and laid her on the bed, his cock poised at her entrance.

"I'm going to fuck you now, my dear," he said, his voice filled with desire.

Ḫegir nodded, her eyes wide with anticipation. Chris slowly entered her, his cock filling her up.

"Yes, father, just like that," Ḫegir said, her voice filled with pleasure.

Chris began to thrust, his hips moving back and forth. Ḫegir wrapped her legs around him, pulling him deeper inside her.

"Fuck me harder, father," Ḫegir said, her voice filled with desire.

Chris increased his pace, his thrusts becoming harder and faster. Ḫegir moaned with pleasure, her body trembling beneath him.

"Yes, father, yes," Ḫegir said, her voice filled with pleasure.

Chris could feel himself getting close, he was going to cum.

"I'm going to cum, my dear," he said, his voice filled with pleasure.

"Cum inside me, father," Ḫegir said, her voice filled with desire.

Chris let out a loud moan as he came, his cum filling his daughter's pussy.

They lay there for a moment, their bodies entwined.

"That was amazing, father," Ḫegir said, her voice filled with pleasure.

Chris nodded, his body still trembling from the orgasm.

"I love you, my dear," he said, his voice filled with love.

"I love you too, father," Ḫegir said, her voice filled with love.

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Fauxcest 35.

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The Worship of the Goddess Ḫišamītum

Ḫišamītum or Ḫišametum was a Mesopotamian goddess worshiped in the kingdom of Mari. She was the tutelary deity of the city of Ḫišamta, and it is presumed she originated as a hypostasis of Ishtar.

Emperor Chris, a man of great power and authority, had always been captivated by the allure of his daughter, the goddess Ḫišamītum. She was the very image of the Mesopotamian goddesses of old, with her raven hair, piercing eyes, and a body that could make even the strongest of men weak at the knees.

One fateful evening, as they dined together in the imperial palace, Chris couldn't help but gaze upon his daughter with desire. Ḫišamītum, noticing her father's lingering stares, felt a heat rise within her that she couldn't ignore.

"Father," she said, her voice dripping with honey, "I have something I wish to ask of you."

Chris raised an eyebrow, intrigued. "Yes, my dear? What is it?"

Ḫišamītum leaned in closer, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "I want you to show me the ways of pleasure. I wish to know what it feels like to be worshipped as a goddess."

Chris felt a shiver run down his spine at his daughter's words. He had longed for this moment, but never dared to hope that it would come.

"Yes," he said, his voice barely above a whisper. "Yes, I will show you."

Their courtship was brief, but intense. They exchanged longing glances and heated whispers, each one fueling the other's desire.

Finally, they could wait no longer. Ḫišamītum led Chris to her chambers, her heart pounding in her chest. She closed the door behind them, and turned to face him.

"Father," she said, her voice low and sultry. "I am ready to be worshipped."

Chris felt his breath catch in his throat at the sight of his daughter, dressed in nothing but a sheer robe that left little to the imagination. He stepped closer to her, his hands trembling as he reached out to touch her.

He started with a feather-light kiss on her lips, savoring the taste of her. Ḫišamītum responded eagerly, parting her lips to let her father's tongue explore her mouth.

As they kissed, Chris's hands wandered down his daughter's body, caressing her breasts and nipples through the thin fabric of her robe. Ḫišamītum moaned softly, her body responding to her father's touch.

Chris's fingers found the hem of her robe, and he slowly pulled it up, revealing her smooth, bare skin. He knelt before her, his eyes taking in every inch of her body.

"You are a goddess," he whispered, his voice filled with awe.

Ḫišamītum smiled down at him, her eyes shining with desire. "Then worship me, father."

Chris didn't need to be told twice. He leaned in, his tongue darting out to taste her wetness. Ḫišamītum gasped, her hands reaching out to grip the bedposts as her father's tongue explored her.

As Chris licked and sucked at her clit, Ḫišamītum could feel herself getting closer and closer to the edge. She moaned loudly, her body writhing with pleasure.

"Yes, father," she cried out. "Yes, just like that."

Chris could feel his daughter's muscles clench around his fingers as she came, her body shaking with the force of her orgasm. He stood up, his cock hard and ready.

"I need you inside me," Ḫišamītum gasped, pulling him closer.

Chris didn't need any more encouragement. He slid inside her, feeling her warmth envelop him. They moved together, their bodies slick with sweat as they reached for their release.

"Harder, father," Ḫišamītum moaned, her nails digging into his back.

Chris complied, thrusting deeper and harder into his daughter. He could feel himself getting closer and closer to the edge, and he knew that Ḫišamītum was right there with him.

With a final thrust, they both came, their bodies shuddering with pleasure. Chris collapsed onto his daughter, his heart pounding in his chest.

"You are truly a goddess," he whispered, his lips pressed against her ear.

Ḫišamītum smiled, her body still trembling with pleasure. "And you, father, are my worthy worshipper."

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Fauxcest 36.

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The Forbidden Love of Emperor Chris and Goddess Husbisag

Emperor Chris, a man of great power and authority, had always been known for his insatiable appetite for the pleasures of the flesh. His latest conquest was none other than his own daughter, the goddess Husbisag. She was the spitting image of her mother, with her long, flowing black hair, her piercing green eyes, and her curvaceous figure. Chris had always had a weakness for her, and now that she was of legal age, he could finally make his move.

It all started one evening when Husbisag came to visit her father in his chambers. She was wearing a tight-fitting dress that accentuated her curves and showed off her ample cleavage. Chris couldn't help but stare at her, his eyes devouring her body.

"Father, I've come to ask for your help with something," Husbisag said, her voice sultry and seductive.

"Of course, my dear. Anything for you," Chris replied, his voice husky with desire.

"I've been having trouble sleeping lately. I was wondering if you could give me something to help me relax," Husbisag said, her eyes twinkling with mischief.

Chris knew exactly what she was asking for, and he was more than happy to oblige. He poured her a glass of wine and handed it to her.

"Drink this, my dear. It will help you relax," he said, his eyes never leaving hers.

Husbisag took a sip of the wine, her eyes closing in pleasure as the liquid coursed through her veins. She felt her body begin to relax, and she moved closer to her father, her body pressing against his.

"Father, I'm still having trouble relaxing," she said, her voice barely a whisper.

Chris knew exactly what she wanted, and he was more than happy to give it to her. He wrapped his arms around her and pulled her close, his lips finding hers in a passionate kiss. Husbisag responded eagerly, her tongue exploring his mouth as their bodies pressed together.

Chris's hands began to wander, caressing Husbisag's body as they kissed. He reached up and cupped her breasts, his thumbs rubbing circles around her nipples. Husbisag moaned, her body arching into his touch.

Chris's hands moved lower, down to Husbisag's hips, where he grabbed onto her dress and began to pull it up. Husbisag lifted her arms, allowing her father to pull the dress over her head, leaving her standing in front of him in nothing but her lingerie.

Chris's eyes widened as he took in the sight of his daughter's body. She was even more beautiful than he had imagined, and he couldn't wait to taste her. He reached out and traced a finger along the edge of her lace panties, making Husbisag gasp.

"Father, what are you doing?" she asked, her voice shaking with desire.

"I'm going to make you feel good, my dear. Trust me," Chris replied, his voice confident and sure.

He hooked his fingers into the waistband of Husbisag's panties and began to pull them down, revealing her bare pussy. Chris couldn't help but stare at it, his cock throbbing with desire.

"Spread your legs, my dear. I want to taste you," he said, his voice low and husky.

Husbisag did as she was told, spreading her legs wide open for her father. Chris knelt down in front of her, his eyes never leaving her pussy. He leaned in and took a deep breath, inhaling her scent.

"You smell so good, my dear. I can't wait to taste you," he said, his voice filled with desire.

He leaned in and pressed his lips to her pussy, kissing her gently at first, and then with more urgency. Husbisag moaned, her body trembling with pleasure. Chris's tongue darted out, licking her slit from top to bottom.

"Oh, father! That feels so good," Husbisag moaned, her hands reaching down to grip Chris's hair.

Chris continued to lick and suck on Husbisag's pussy, his fingers exploring her folds. He could feel her getting closer and closer to orgasm, her moans getting louder and louder.

"Yes, father! Don't stop! I'm so close!" Husbisag cried out, her body trembling with pleasure.

Chris didn't stop, his tongue continuing to lick and suck on her clit. Husbisag's body tensed up, and she cried out as she came, her juices flowing onto Chris's tongue.

Chris stood up and pulled off his clothes, revealing his hard cock. Husbisag's eyes widened as she took in the sight of it.

"Fuck me, father. I want to feel you inside me," she said, her voice filled with desire.

Chris didn't need any more encouragement. He positioned himself at her entrance and pushed inside her, filling her up completely. Husbisag moaned, her body adjusting to the size of her father's cock.

Chris began to thrust in and out of her, his hands gripping her hips as he pounded into her. Husbisag moaned, her body meeting his thrusts.

"Fuck, you feel so good, my dear. I've wanted to do this for so long," Chris said, his voice filled with desire.

"Yes, father! Fuck me harder! I'm so close!" Husbisag cried out, her body trembling with pleasure.

Chris picked up the pace, his thrusts becoming faster and harder. Husbisag's moans filled the room, her body trembling with pleasure.

"Yes, father! Yes! I'm cumming!" Husbisag cried out, her body shaking as she came again.

Chris couldn't hold back any longer. He pulled out of Husbisag and shot his load all over her stomach, his cum landing on her skin in thick ropes.

Husbisag lay back, her body trembling with pleasure. Chris lay down next to her, his hand reaching out to stroke her hair.

"That was amazing, my dear. I can't wait to do it again," Chris said, his voice filled with desire.

Husbisag smiled, her eyes closed in pleasure.

"Me too, father. Me too," she replied, her voice filled with contentment.

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Fauxcest 37.

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The Forbidden Love of Emperor Chris and Goddess Imzuanna

Emperor Chris, a man of great power and authority, had never expected to find himself falling for his own daughter, the goddess Imzuanna. But as they spent more time together, he found himself drawn to her beauty, her wit, and her charm.

One evening, as they sat together in the imperial palace, Imzuanna leaned in close to Chris. "Father," she whispered, her breath hot against his ear. "I've been thinking about you all day."

Chris felt a thrill run through him at her words. He turned to face her, and their eyes locked. For a moment, they simply stared at each other, the tension between them growing stronger with each passing second.

Finally, Chris broke the silence. "Imzuanna," he said, his voice low and husky. "I want you. I want you so badly it hurts."

Imzuanna's eyes sparkled with desire. "Take me, father," she said, her voice barely above a whisper. "Take me now."

Chris didn't need to be told twice. He pulled Imzuanna close, his hands roaming over her curves as he kissed her deeply. She responded eagerly, her tongue dancing with his as they explored each other's mouths.

As they kissed, Chris's hands found their way to Imzuanna's breasts, cupping them gently and teasing her nipples through the fabric of her dress. Imzuanna moaned with pleasure, her body arching towards him.

Breaking their kiss, Chris began to trail kisses down Imzuanna's neck, nibbling gently on her earlobe and making her gasp with pleasure. She ran her fingers through his hair, pulling him closer and urging him on.

Finally, Chris reached the neckline of Imzuanna's dress. He hooked his fingers under the fabric and pulled it down, exposing her breasts to his eager gaze. Imzuanna's nipples were hard and erect, and Chris couldn't resist the temptation to lean down and take one into his mouth.

Imzuanna moaned as Chris sucked and teased her nipple, his tongue swirling around it and making her squirm with pleasure. She ran her fingers through his hair, holding him close and urging him to continue.

After a few minutes, Chris moved his attention to Imzuanna's other breast, giving it the same treatment as the first. Imzuanna was writhing with pleasure now, her body begging for more.

Chris was happy to oblige. He began to kiss his way down Imzuanna's body, trailing his tongue over her soft skin and making her shiver with anticipation. When he reached the waistband of her dress, he hooked his fingers under the fabric and pulled it down, exposing her bare pussy to his gaze.

Imzuanna was already wet and ready for him, her juices glistening on her lips. Chris couldn't resist the temptation to lean in and taste her, his tongue flicking out to tease her clit.

Imzuanna moaned with pleasure as Chris licked and sucked her clit, her body trembling with desire. She ran her fingers through his hair, urging him on as he brought her closer and closer to orgasm.

Finally, Imzuanna couldn't take it any longer. She cried out with pleasure as she came, her juices flowing freely onto Chris's tongue. He lapped them up eagerly, savoring the taste of her orgasm.

But Chris wasn't done yet. He stood up and began to undress, his eyes locked on Imzuanna's as she watched him with desire. When he was completely naked, he climbed onto the bed and positioned himself between Imzuanna's legs.

Imzuanna reached down and guided Chris's cock to her entrance, moaning with pleasure as he began to slide inside her. Chris took it slow at first, wanting to savor every moment of their union.

But as Imzuanna's moans grew louder and more urgent, Chris couldn't resist the temptation to pick up the pace. He began to thrust deeper and harder, making Imzuanna cry out with pleasure.

They moved together in a rhythm, their bodies perfectly in sync as they chased their pleasure. Chris could feel Imzuanna's muscles clenching around him, milking his cock as he thrust deeper and harder.

Finally, they reached their peak together, their orgasms crashing over them like waves. Chris collapsed onto Imzuanna, his body spent and satisfied.

As they lay together, panting and sweating, Imzuanna looked up at Chris.

*****

Fauxcest 38.

(3877 characters)

Emperor Chris and the Goddess Inanna: A Tale of Love and Desire

The great city of Uruk, in the ancient land of Mesopotamia, was a place of wealth, power, and intrigue. At its heart was the royal palace, home to Emperor Chris and his daughter, the goddess Inanna of Zabalam. Inanna was a woman of unmatched beauty, with long, raven hair, and curves that could drive a man to madness. For years, Chris had kept his daughter at arm's length, knowing that her beauty and grace were enough to draw the attention of any man in the kingdom.

But now, as Inanna grew older and more confident, Chris found himself unable to resist her charms. He would often find himself staring at her, lost in thought, as she moved about the palace. He knew that he wanted her, but he also knew that he had to tread carefully, for Inanna was not just any woman - she was a goddess, with the power to bring both pleasure and pain.

One day, as they sat together in the palace gardens, Inanna turned to her father and spoke. "Father," she said, her voice soft and sultry, "I know that you have been watching me. I can feel your eyes upon me, even when you are not in the room. And I must confess, I have been watching you too."

Chris felt a shiver run down his spine as he looked into his daughter's eyes. He knew that he could not deny the attraction that he felt, and so he spoke. "Inanna," he said, his voice low and husky, "I cannot help but be drawn to you. You are the most beautiful woman I have ever seen, and I long to taste your lips, to feel your body pressed against mine."

Inanna smiled, her eyes shining with desire. "Then take me, father," she whispered, "Take me now, and make me yours."

Chris did not hesitate. He pulled Inanna to him, his lips finding hers in a fierce, passionate kiss. Their tongues danced together as they explored each other's bodies, their hands roaming over soft skin and curves.

Inanna moaned as her father's hands cupped her breasts, his thumbs rubbing over her nipples. She reached down, her fingers finding the hard length of his cock through his robes. She stroked him, her touch sending waves of pleasure through his body.

Chris broke the kiss, his lips moving to Inanna's neck. He licked and nibbled at her skin, his teeth grazing her earlobe. Inanna gasped, her hips bucking as she ground her pussy against her father's thigh.

Chris's fingers found Inanna's pussy, wet and ready for him. He slid a finger inside her, then two, stretching her wide as she moaned and writhed beneath him.

Inanna's fingers tightened around Chris's cock, her touch growing more urgent as she begged for more. "Please, father," she panted, "I need you inside me. I need to feel you filling me up, fucking me hard."

Chris could not resist any longer. He pulled his fingers from Inanna's pussy, replacing them with the head of his cock. He pushed inside her, inch by inch, until he was buried to the hilt.

Inanna cried out, her nails digging into Chris's shoulders as he began to fuck her. He moved slowly at first, his hips rolling as he savored the feel of her tight, wet pussy. But soon the pace quickened, their bodies slapping together as they chased their release.

"Yes, father," Inanna moaned, her voice heavy with pleasure. "Fuck me harder, fuck me deeper. I'm yours, I'm all yours."

Chris groaned, his balls tightening as he felt his orgasm building. He thrust harder, his cock driving deep into Inanna's pussy as she screamed her pleasure.

"I'm cumming," Chris grunted, his cock twitching as he filled Inanna with his seed. "I'm cumming, Inanna, I'm cumming inside you."

Inanna cried out, her own orgasm crashing over her as she felt Chris's cum filling her. She clung to him, her body trembling with pleasure as they came together.

As their breathing slowed, Chris looked down at Inanna, his eyes filled with love and desire. "I will always be yours," he whispered, "Forever and always."

*****

Fauxcest 39.

(2894 characters)

A Father's Love in Washukanni

Emperor Chris, a powerful and virile man, ruled over a vast empire in Mesopotamia. His daughter, the goddess Iqbi-damiq, was a stunning beauty with long, flowing black hair and curves that could make any man beg. Together, they traveled to the grand city of Washukanni, where they were greeted with much fanfare.

As they walked through the city, Chris couldn't help but notice the way the men looked at his daughter. He knew they wanted her, but she was his. He would never let another man have her.

That night, as they lay in bed together, Chris couldn't resist reaching out to touch Iqbi-damiq's soft skin. She turned to him, a sly smile playing at her lips.

"Father," she whispered, "I know what you want."

Chris's heart raced as he pulled Iqbi-damiq closer, his hands exploring her body. He could feel her nipples harden beneath her dress, and he knew she wanted him too.

"I want you, father," she moaned, her breath hot against his ear. "I want you to take me."

Chris didn't need any further encouragement. He pulled Iqbi-damiq's dress up and over her head, revealing her perfect, naked body. He kissing her deeply, their tongues dancing together as he reached down to touch her wet, waiting pussy.

Iqbi-damiq let out a moan of pleasure as Chris's fingers explored her folds. She was so wet, so ready for him. He slipped a finger inside of her, and she gasped at the intrusion.

"Yes, father," she whispered. "Just like that."

Chris added a second finger, fucking Iqbi-damiq with his hand as she writhed beneath him. He could feel her muscles clenching around his fingers, and he knew she was close.

"Cum for me, daughter," he growled, his fingers moving faster and faster.

Iqbi-damiq let out a loud moan as she came, her pussy flooding Chris's hand with her juices. He pulled his fingers out and licked them clean, savoring the taste of his daughter's orgasm.

"Now it's my turn," he said, climbing on top of Iqbi-damiq and positioning his cock at her entrance.

"Yes, father," she moaned, spreading her legs wide.

Chris thrust into her, filling her completely. She was so tight, so hot. He couldn't help but groan as he started to move, his hips pistoning as he fucked Iqbi-damiq with all his might.

"Yes, father," she cried, her nails digging into his back. "Harder, harder."

Chris gave her what she wanted, pounding into her with everything he had. He could feel his orgasm building, could feel his balls tightening.

"I'm going to cum, daughter," he gasped. "I'm going to fill you with my seed."

"Yes, father," Iqbi-damiq moaned. "Cum inside me, give me your seed."

With a final thrust, Chris came, his cock pulsing as he filled Iqbi-damiq with his hot, sticky cum. She milked him dry, her pussy contracting around his cock as she came again.

As they lay together, panting and spent, Chris knew he would never let Iqbi-damiq go. She was his, and he would always take care of her.

*****

Fauxcest 40.

(3994 characters)

The Goddess's Desire: An Evening in Nineveh

Emperor Chris, a man of great power and authority, found himself in the ancient city of Nineveh, accompanied by his beautiful daughter, Irnina. Irnina, with her radiant smile and alluring eyes, was not just a mortal woman but a goddess, the embodiment of victory. Her beauty was legendary, and men from far and wide would travel to catch a glimpse of her.

One evening, as they walked through the bustling streets of Nineveh, Irnina looked up at her father with a sly smile. "Father," she said, her voice dripping with mischief. "I have heard that the people of Nineveh are known for their hospitality and... generosity. I wonder if we might find someone who is willing to show us the true pleasures of this city."

Emperor Chris raised an eyebrow, intrigued by his daughter's boldness. "And what kind of pleasures are you looking for, my dear?"

Irnina licked her lips, her eyes gleaming with desire. "I want to feel alive, father. I want to experience the thrill of passion and desire. I want to feel a man's touch, his lips on mine, his body pressed against mine..."

Emperor Chris felt a stirring in his loins as he listened to his daughter's words. He had always known that Irnina was no ordinary woman, but he had never realized just how seductive she could be. "Very well," he said, his voice hoarse with desire. "I will find someone who can give you what you want."

They made their way to a bustling tavern, where they found a handsome young man named Rami. He was tall and muscular, with piercing eyes and a charming smile. Chris could see the desire in Rami's eyes as he looked at Irnina, and he knew that this was the man who could give his daughter what she wanted.

As they left the tavern, Rami took Irnina's hand, and she looked up at him with a sultry smile. "I want you to take me to your bed," she said, her voice low and husky. "I want you to show me what it feels like to be desired."

Rami led Irnina to his chamber, and as soon as the door closed behind them, he pulled her into his arms. Their lips met in a passionate kiss, their tongues dancing together as they explored each other's mouths. Rami's hands roamed over Irnina's body, caressing her curves and feeling the heat of her desire.

Irnina moaned as Rami's lips moved down to her neck, his teeth nibbling at her earlobe as his hands cupped her breasts. She arched her back, pressing her body against his, feeling his hardness against her.

Rami's fingers found Irnina's nipples, and he pinched and tugged at them, making her gasp with pleasure. His other hand moved down to her thigh, his fingers tracing a path up to her wetness.

"You're so wet," he murmured, his fingers sliding inside her. "You want me, don't you?"

Irnina moaned, her hips bucking against his hand. "Yes," she gasped. "I want you inside me. I want to feel you fill me up."

Rami didn't need any more encouragement. He pulled off his clothes, revealing his hard cock. Irnina's eyes widened as she saw it, and she licked her lips in anticipation.

Rami positioned himself at Irnina's entrance, and he slowly pushed inside her. She was tight and hot, and he groaned with pleasure as he felt her walls closing around him.

"Oh, yes," Irnina moaned, her nails digging into Rami's back as he began to thrust. "Harder, harder!"

Rami increased his pace, his hips slapping against Irnina's as they moved together. She wrapped her legs around his waist, meeting him thrust for thrust.

"I'm going to cum," Rami gasped, his balls tightening.

"Cum inside me," Irnina moaned, her eyes locked on his. "I want to feel you fill me up."

Rami groaned, his cock twitching as he released inside Irnina. She moaned, her orgasm crashing over her as she felt him cum inside her.

They lay there, panting and sweaty, as their hearts slowly returned to normal. Irnina looked up at Rami, her eyes shining with gratitude.

"Thank you," she whispered. "That was... incredible."

Rami smiled, his arms wrapped around her. "Anytime, my goddess," he said. "Anytime."

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