Volume 37, Chapter 3:

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Fauxcest 92.

(4131 characters)

One evening, while they were sitting on the couch watching TV, Chris couldn't help but notice how Ninisina had grown into a beautiful young woman. Her long black hair cascaded down her back, and her dark brown eyes sparkled with youth and energy. He felt a stirring in his loins that he hadn't felt in years.

"Ninisina, can I talk to you for a minute?" Chris asked, as he turned off the TV.

"Sure, Dad. What's up?" Ninisina replied, as she snuggled up closer to him.

Chris took a deep breath before speaking. "Ninisina, I know this may sound strange, but I've been thinking about you a lot lately. And I mean, a lot."

Ninisina looked at her father with a puzzled expression. "What do you mean, Dad?"

Chris hesitated for a moment before continuing. "I mean, I'm attracted to you, Ninisina. I can't help it. You're a beautiful, smart, and kind young woman, and I feel like I can't ignore these feelings anymore."

Ninisina was shocked. She had never thought of her father in that way before. But as she looked into his eyes, she saw the sincerity and desire in them. She felt a fluttering in her chest, and a warmth spreading through her body.

"Dad, I don't know what to say," Ninisina said, her voice barely above a whisper.

"Say you feel the same way," Chris said, his voice husky with desire.

Ninisina looked at her father for a long moment before answering. "I do, Dad. I feel the same way."

With that, Chris leaned in and kissed his daughter, his lips meeting hers in a soft, tender kiss that quickly turned passionate. Ninisina responded eagerly, her tongue exploring her father's mouth as their hands roamed over each other's bodies.

Chris's hands found their way to Ninisina's breasts, cupping them gently and teasing her nipples through the fabric of her shirt. Ninisina let out a soft moan, her body arching towards her father's touch.

"Dad, I want you," Ninisina whispered, her voice trembling with desire.

Chris didn't need to be asked twice. He stood up, pulling Ninisina up with him. They made their way to Chris's bedroom, their bodies pressed together as they kissed and groped each other.

Once in the bedroom, Chris pulled off Ninisina's shirt, revealing her perky, firm breasts. He bent down, taking one of her nipples into his mouth and sucking gently. Ninisina let out a loud moan, her body writhing with pleasure.

Chris continued to tease Ninisina's nipples, alternating between sucking and lightly pinching them with his fingers. Ninisina's breathing became ragged, her hips grinding against her father's thigh.

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

Chris didn't hesitate. He quickly undressed, his cock standing at attention. Ninisina's eyes widened as she saw her father's erection, her mouth watering at the sight.

Chris climbed onto the bed, positioning himself between Ninisina's legs. He looked into her eyes, seeing the desire and need in them. He slowly entered her, their bodies fitting together perfectly.

Ninisina let out a loud moan as her father filled her, her muscles clenching around him. Chris began to move, thrusting in and out of his daughter with slow, deep strokes.

"Oh, Dad, yes," Ninisina moaned, her hands gripping the sheets as her father fucked her.

Chris picked up the pace, his hips moving faster as he pounded into his daughter. Ninisina's moans turned into cries of pleasure, her body shaking with each thrust.

"Dad, I'm close," Ninisina gasped, her breath coming in short pants.

Chris could feel his own orgasm building, his balls tightening as he thrust deeper into his daughter. He reached down, rubbing her clit in tight circles.

Ninisina's back arched off the bed as she came, her pussy clenching around Chris's cock as waves of pleasure washed over her. Chris couldn't hold back any longer, his own orgasm crashing over him as he filled his daughter with his cum.

They lay there for a moment, their bodies slick with sweat and their breaths coming in ragged gasps. Chris pulled out of Ninisina, collapsing next to her on the bed.

"That was amazing, Dad," Ninisina whispered, her eyes shining with happiness.

Chris smiled, pulling his daughter close. "Yes, it was."

*****

Fauxcest 93.

(5780 characters)

A Goddess's Love: A Father's Desire

It had been a long time since Chris last laid eyes on his daughter, Ninkarrak. She had grown into a stunningly beautiful woman, a goddess of medicine, with an otherworldly aura that commanded respect and admiration. Chris couldn't help but feel a deep sense of pride, but also an inexplicable desire that he couldn't shake off.

One day, Ninkarrak returned home to visit her father. Chris, feeling nervous yet excited, decided to take the opportunity to express his long-held feelings. He invited her for a walk in the garden, where the flowers were in full bloom, creating a romantic atmosphere.

"Ninkarrak, my dear," Chris began, his voice trembling slightly. "I know this may sound strange, but I've always seen you as more than just my daughter. You're a goddess, a symbol of healing and compassion. I can't help but feel drawn to you, in a way that goes beyond mere familial love."

Ninkarrak looked at him, her eyes filled with surprise and curiosity. "Father, I had no idea. I've always seen you as a wise and loving man, but I never thought of you in that way."

Chris took a deep breath, gathering his courage. "I understand if you're hesitant, but I can't deny these feelings any longer. I want to be with you, not just as your father, but as a man and a woman."

Ninkarrak was silent for a moment, her mind racing with thoughts. She had never considered the possibility of being with her father in that way, but there was something undeniably alluring about his proposition.

"I'll need some time to think about this, Father," she said finally. "But I promise you, I won't dismiss your feelings outright. I respect you too much for that."

Chris nodded, feeling a mix of relief and anticipation. He knew that this was just the beginning, and that the road ahead was filled with uncertainty. But he was willing to take the risk, for the chance to be with the woman he loved.

Days turned into weeks, and finally, Ninkarrak came to a decision. She sought out her father, her heart pounding with nervousness.

"Father, I've thought about what you said," she began, her voice soft and hesitant. "And I've decided to give us a chance. But I need you to understand, this is uncharted territory for both of us. We need to take it slow, and make sure that we're both comfortable with every step we take."

Chris nodded, feeling a surge of joy and gratitude. "Of course, my dear. I understand. I want this to be a positive experience for both of us, something that brings us closer together."

And so, they began their journey of discovery, exploring each other's bodies with a sense of wonder and excitement. They started with gentle kisses, their lips meeting in a soft, sensual dance. Chris traced his fingers along Ninkarrak's jawline, feeling the softness of her skin, the warmth of her breath.

Ninkarrak responded in kind, her hands wandering over Chris's chest, feeling the firmness of his muscles, the steady beat of his heart. They broke their kiss, their foreheads resting against each other, their breaths mingling.

"You're so beautiful, Ninkarrak," Chris whispered, his voice filled with reverence. "I never thought I could feel this way about anyone."

"And you're amazing, Father," Ninkarrak replied, her voice filled with awe. "I never knew that love could feel this way."

They continued their exploration, their hands wandering lower, their touches becoming more bold and confident. Ninkarrak gasped as Chris cupped her breast, his thumb brushing over her nipple. Chris groaned as Ninkarrak wrapped her hand around his cock, her fingers tightening around him.

They moved to the bed, their bodies tangling together, their breaths coming in ragged gasps. Chris trailed kisses down Ninkarrak's neck, his tongue tracing patterns on her skin. Ninkarrak arched her back, her body trembling with pleasure.

Chris moved lower, his mouth finding Ninkarrak's nipple. He sucked and nibbled, his tongue flicking against the hard peak. Ninkarrak cried out, her fingers digging into Chris's shoulders.

Chris continued his journey down Ninkarrak's body, his tongue tracing a path down her stomach, his fingers teasing her inner thighs. Ninkarrak spread her legs wider, her body trembling with anticipation.

Chris didn't disappoint. He buried his face between Ninkarrak's legs, his tongue delving into her folds. Ninkarrak cried out, her hips bucking as Chris licked and sucked, his fingers teasing her entrance.

Ninkarrak was close, so close. She could feel the pleasure building inside her, coiling in her belly, ready to explode. "Father, I'm going to cum," she gasped, her voice filled with need.

Chris didn't let up, his tongue working faster, his fingers plunging deeper. Ninkarrak cried out, her body shaking as she came, her juices coating Chris's face.

Chris moved back up Ninkarrak's body, his cock nudging at her entrance. Ninkarrak wrapped her legs around him, pulling him closer. Chris thrust inside her, filling her completely.

They moved together, their bodies moving in a rhythm as old as time. Chris thrust harder, deeper, his balls slapping against Ninkarrak's ass. Ninkarrak met him thrust for thrust, her nails digging into Chris's back.

They reached their peak together, their cries mingling in the air. Chris collapsed on top of Ninkarrak, his body spent. Ninkarrak wrapped her arms around him, her body still trembling with aftershocks.

"That was amazing, Father," Ninkarrak whispered, her voice filled with awe.

"Yes, it was, my dear," Chris replied, his voice filled with wonder. "I never thought I could feel this way about anyone."

And so, they continued their journey of discovery, exploring each other's bodies, their minds, their hearts. It wasn't always easy, but they faced every challenge together, their love growing stronger with each passing day.

*****

Fauxcest 94.

(3160 characters)

Forbidden Fruit: The Love of Emperor Chris and Goddess Ninkasi

In the ancient city of Ur, Emperor Chris reigned supreme. His daughter, Ninkasi, was no ordinary princess; she was the goddess of beer and brewing, revered by all. One fateful night, as they sat together in the palace, Chris couldn't help but feel a burning desire for his own flesh and blood.

"Ninkasi, my dear," he began, his voice husky with longing. "You are not just my daughter, but a goddess in your own right. Your beauty is unmatched, your grace unparalleled."

Ninkasi blushed, looking up at her father through heavy-lidded eyes. "Father, I've never heard you speak like this before," she whispered.

Chris leaned closer, his hand reaching out to brush a stray lock of hair from her face. "I can't keep my feelings hidden any longer, my sweet. I desire you, Ninkasi. I want you as a man wants a woman."

Ninkasi gasped, but there was no denying the heat in her gaze. "Father, this is forbidden," she protested weakly.

"I know, my love," Chris murmured, his lips pressing against her ear. "But sometimes, forbidden fruit is the sweetest."

With that, he captured her mouth in a passionate kiss, his tongue delving deep. Ninkasi responded eagerly, her arms winding around his neck as they tasted each other.

Their clothes fell away, discarded in their haste. Chris's hands roamed over Ninkasi's body, cupping her breasts and teasing her nipples. She arched into his touch, moaning softly.

"Father, please," she breathed, her hands reaching down to encircle his hard length.

Chris hissed at her touch, his hips bucking forward. "Ninkasi, you're driving me wild," he groaned, his fingers finding her slick folds.

He circled her clit, feeling her tremble beneath his touch. Ninkasi's breath hitched as he slipped a finger inside her, then another, stretching her.

"Oh, father," she cried out, her back bowing as she rode his fingers.

Chris couldn't wait any longer. He positioned himself at her entrance, looking into her eyes. "Are you ready, my love?" he asked, his voice strained.

Ninkasi nodded, biting her lip. "Yes, father. I'm ready."

Slowly, inch by inch, Chris entered her. Ninkasi's breath hitched with every thrust, her nails digging into his shoulders.

"Faster, father," she urged, her legs wrapping around his waist.

Chris complied, driving into her with abandon. Their bodies slapped together, punctuated by Ninkasi's cries and Chris's grunts.

Suddenly, Ninkasi tensed, her inner muscles clenching around Chris's cock. "Father, I'm cumming," she gasped, her head thrown back in ecstasy.

Hearing those words sent Chris over the edge. With a final thrust, he emptied himself inside her, his body shuddering with the force of his release.

As they lay tangled together, panting and sweaty, Chris couldn't help but feel a twinge of guilt. But looking at Ninkasi, her eyes half-lidded and sated, he knew he would do it again in a heartbeat.

*****

Fauxcest 95.

(4339 rating)

The Forbidden Love of Chris and Ninkurra: A Father's Desire

Chris had always been a doting father to his daughter, Ninkurra. As she grew older, he couldn't help but notice how she had blossomed into a stunningly beautiful woman. Her long, dark hair cascaded down her back, her brown eyes sparkled with intelligence and wit, and her curves were enough to make any man's head turn.

One day, as they were sitting in the living room, Chris couldn't hold back any longer. "Ninkurra, my dear," he began, taking her hand in his. "You know that I have always loved and cared for you, but I must admit, I have developed feelings for you that go beyond fatherly love."

Ninkurra looked at him, surprised. "Chris, I don't understand. You're my father. We can't have those kinds of feelings for each other."

Chris took a deep breath. "I know it seems wrong, but I can't deny what I feel any longer. I need you, Ninkurra. I want you."

Ninkurra hesitated, but she couldn't deny the attraction she felt towards her father. She had always thought of him as handsome and strong, and now that she was older, she couldn't help but notice the way her body reacted to his touch.

"I want you too, Chris," she said, her voice barely above a whisper.

Chris pulled Ninkurra into his arms, kissing her deeply. His hands roamed over her body, feeling the curves of her hips and the softness of her breasts. Ninkurra moaned as her father's hands explored her body, her own hands reaching up to tangle in his hair.

Chris slowly undressed Ninkurra, his eyes taking in every inch of her naked body. He bent down to kiss her neck, his hands cupping her breasts. Ninkurra arched her back, her nipples hardening under her father's touch.

"You're so beautiful, Ninkurra," Chris whispered, his lips moving down to her breasts. He took one nipple into his mouth, sucking and teasing it with his tongue. Ninkurra gasped, her hands reaching down to touch her father's hard cock.

Chris moaned as Ninkurra's hand wrapped around his cock, stroking it slowly. He stood up, pulling her with him. Ninkurra wrapped her legs around his waist, her pussy pressing against his cock.

Chris carried Ninkurra to the bedroom, laying her down on the bed. He knelt between her legs, spreading them apart. He leaned down to kiss her pussy, his tongue darting out to taste her.

Ninkurra moaned as her father's tongue explored her pussy, her hips bucking up to meet his mouth. Chris licked and sucked her clit, his fingers sliding in and out of her wet pussy.

"Oh, Chris, yes," Ninkurra moaned, her hands reaching down to grip his hair. "Don't stop."

Chris continued to lick and suck Ninkurra's pussy, bringing her closer and closer to orgasm. Just as she was about to cum, he pulled away, a wicked grin on his face.

"Not yet, my dear," he said, his voice husky with desire. "I want to be inside you when you cum."

Chris positioned himself at Ninkurra's entrance, his cock teasing her pussy. Ninkurra moaned, her hips moving up to try and take him inside her.

"Please, Chris," she begged. "I need you inside me."

Chris slowly pushed himself inside Ninkurra, inch by inch. She was so tight and wet, and he groaned as he felt her pussy envelop his cock.

Once he was fully inside her, Chris began to move, slowly at first, then faster and harder. Ninkurra met his thrusts with her own, their bodies moving together in a primal dance.

"Oh, fuck, Ninkurra," Chris moaned, his hands gripping her hips. "You feel so good."

"Yes, Chris, yes," Ninkurra moaned, her nails digging into her father's back. "Harder, fuck me harder."

Chris increased his pace, his hips slapping against Ninkurra's. She moaned, her pussy clenching around his cock.

"Oh, fuck, I'm going to cum," Ninkurra cried out, her body shaking with pleasure.

Chris groaned, feeling his own orgasm building. He thrust into Ninkurra one last time, his cock pulsing as he came inside her.

They lay there for a moment, panting and sweaty. Chris pulled out of Ninkurra, lying down beside her.

"That was incredible," Ninkurra said, her voice soft.

"Yes, it was," Chris agreed, pulling her close.

As they lay there, their bodies entwined, they knew that they would never be able to go back to the way things were before. They had crossed a line, and there was no turning back.

But for now, they were content to stay in each other's arms, their bodies sated and their hearts full.

*****

Fauxcest 96.

(3855 rating)

The Goddess and Her Father: A Taboo Love Story

Chris had always thought of his daughter Ninlil as a goddess. With her long, golden hair, sparkling blue eyes, and lithe, athletic body, she was the most beautiful girl he had ever seen. And now that she was eighteen, Chris found himself struggling to control his desires for her.

One evening, as they sat on the couch watching a movie together, Chris couldn't help but steal glances at Ninlil's bare legs. He imagined running his hands up and down her smooth skin, feeling her soft curves beneath his fingers.

"Dad, are you even watching this movie?" Ninlil asked, catching him staring at her.

"Oh, uh, yeah, I am," Chris stammered, quickly averting his gaze.

But Ninlil wasn't fooled. She could see the desire in her father's eyes, and it made her feel powerful and desired. She leaned in closer to him, their legs brushing against each other.

"Dad, can I tell you something?" she asked, her voice low and seductive.

"Of course, sweetheart, what is it?" Chris replied, his heart racing.

"I've been thinking about you a lot lately," Ninlil said, tracing her finger along his thigh. "I can't stop thinking about your hands on my body, your lips on mine."

Chris couldn't believe what he was hearing. He had never dreamed that Ninlil felt the same way he did. He swallowed hard, trying to steady his voice.

"Ninlil, I-I don't know what to say," he stammered.

"Just kiss me, Dad," Ninlil whispered, leaning in closer.

Chris didn't need any more encouragement. He wrapped his arms around his daughter, pulling her close and pressing his lips to hers. Ninlil moaned softly, opening her mouth to him. Their tongues danced together, tasting and exploring each other.

Chris's hands roamed over Ninlil's body, feeling the heat of her skin through her thin shirt. He slipped his hand beneath her bra, cupping her breast and teasing her nipple with his thumb.

Ninlil gasped, arching her back and pressing her breasts into his hands. She reached down, rubbing his cock through his pants.

"I want you, Dad," she whispered. "I want you inside me."

Chris didn't need any more encouragement. He stood up, pulling Ninlil with him. They stumbled to his bedroom, tearing off each other's clothes as they went.

Once they were both naked, Chris lay Ninlil down on the bed and spread her legs wide. He knelt between them, burying his face in her pussy. He licked and sucked at her clit, making her moan and buck her hips.

"Oh, fuck, Dad, yes," Ninlil cried out, her fingers tangled in his hair.

Chris slid a finger inside her, feeling her wet heat surrounding him. He added a second finger, stretching her wide. Ninlil moaned louder, her body trembling with pleasure.

"I can't wait any longer, Dad," she gasped. "I need you inside me."

Chris positioned himself at her entrance, teasing her with the head of his cock. Ninlil wrapped her legs around his waist, pulling him closer.

"Fuck me, Dad," she begged. "Please, just fuck me."

Chris thrust into her, filling her up completely. Ninlil cried out, her nails digging into his back. He started to move, fucking her slow and deep.

"Yes, Dad, just like that," Ninlil moaned. "Oh, fuck, it feels so good."

Chris picked up the pace, driving into her harder and faster. Ninlil met him thrust for thrust, their bodies slapping together.

"Oh, fuck, Dad, I'm so close," Ninlil gasped. "I'm gonna cum."

"Cum for me, baby," Chris urged, his balls tightening.

Ninlil screamed as she came, her pussy clenching around Chris's cock. He couldn't hold back any longer, his own orgasm crashing over him.

"Ninlil, I'm cumming," he groaned, pumping his load into her.

They collapsed onto the bed, panting and sweating. Chris wrapped his arms around Ninlil, holding her close.

"I love you, Dad," Ninlil whispered, her head resting on his chest.

"I love you too, sweetheart," Chris replied, his heart overflowing with love and desire.

*****

Fauxcest 97.

(5318 characters)

The Divine Snake Charmer: A Father's Desire

Chris had always been fascinated by the ancient Mesopotamian goddess Ninmada, known as the divine snake charmer. But he never expected to meet a woman who embodied her spirit as fully as his own daughter, Emily.

Emily was a stunningly beautiful woman, with long, wavy auburn hair, piercing green eyes, and a body that seemed to have been crafted by the gods themselves. She had a certain magnetic quality about her, a charm that seemed to draw people in and hold them captive. Chris had always been aware of it, even when she was just a little girl. But now that she was all grown up, he found himself struggling to keep his desires in check.

One day, as they were sitting together on the couch, Emily turned to her father and looked him directly in the eyes. "Dad," she said, her voice low and sultry. "I know you've always had a thing for me. And I have to admit, I've always found you attractive too."

Chris's heart skipped a beat. He had never expected Emily to admit such a thing, and he didn't know how to respond. But Emily didn't give him a chance to speak. She leaned in close, her lips brushing against his ear as she whispered, "I want you, Dad. I want you to take me, to claim me as your own."

Chris's mind was reeling. He knew it was wrong, that he should never even think about being with his own daughter in such a way. But he couldn't help the way his body responded to her words, the way his cock throbbed with desire.

Without a word, he stood up and took Emily's hand, leading her to his bedroom. Once they were inside, he pulled her close and kissed her deeply, his tongue exploring her mouth as his hands roamed over her body.

Emily moaned with pleasure as her father's hands found her breasts, cupping them and pinching her nipples through the fabric of her shirt. She could feel the heat radiating off of him, the evidence of his arousal pressing against her hip.

Chris broke the kiss, his lips trailing down Emily's neck as he nibbled and licked at her sensitive skin. She gasped as he reached her earlobe, sucking it into his mouth and biting down gently.

"Oh, Dad," she breathed, her hands reaching down to grip his ass, pulling him closer. "I want you so bad."

Chris's hands were busy, undoing the buttons of Emily's shirt and exposing her lacy bra. He bent his head and took one of her nipples into his mouth, sucking and biting at it through the fabric.

Emily's back arched as she cried out in pleasure. "Yes, Dad, just like that!"

Chris continued to tease Emily's nipples, switching back and forth between them as she writhed and moaned beneath him. Finally, he pulled her bra down, freeing her breasts and taking one of her nipples into his mouth directly.

Emily's moans grew louder as Chris sucked and licked at her nipples, his hands roaming over the rest of her body. She could feel the heat building between her legs, the ache growing stronger with every passing moment.

"Dad, please," she begged, her voice barely above a whisper. "I need you inside me."

Chris didn't need any further encouragement. He stood up and quickly stripped off his clothes, his cock springing free and standing at attention.

Emily's eyes widened as she took in the sight of her father's cock, her mouth watering at the thought of having it inside her. She reached out and wrapped her hand around it, stroking it gently as Chris moaned in pleasure.

"Fuck, Em," he groaned, his hips thrusting forward as she continued to stroke him. "You're going to make me cum if you keep that up."

Emily grinned wickedly. "That's the point, Dad. I want you to cum inside me, to fill me up with your seed."

Chris's mind was reeling. He had never heard Emily talk like this before, and it was driving him wild with desire. He reached down and pulled her panties aside, his fingers finding her wet and ready for him.

"Oh, fuck, Em," he groaned as he slid a finger inside her, feeling her tight muscles clench around him. "You're so fucking tight and wet."

Emily moaned, her hips thrusting forward as she begged for more. "Please, Dad, fuck me. I need you inside me now."

Chris didn't need any further encouragement. He positioned himself at Emily's entrance and pushed inside her, feeling her tight pussy stretch to accommodate him.

Emily cried out in pleasure as her father filled her, her muscles clenching around him as he began to thrust.

"Oh, fuck, Em," Chris groaned, his hips thrusting faster and harder as he drove deeper inside her. "You feel so fucking good."

Emily moaned and cried out as her father fucked her, her hips meeting his with every thrust. She could feel the tension building inside her, the pleasure growing stronger with every passing moment.

"Oh, fuck, Dad, I'm going to cum," she gasped, her muscles clenching around him as she reached her peak.

Chris groaned as he felt Emily's pussy tighten around him, her muscles milking his cock as she came. He couldn't hold back any longer, his own orgasm crashing over him as he filled her up with his seed.

They collapsed together, their bodies slick with sweat and their hearts pounding. Chris looked down at Emily, his eyes filled with love and desire.

"I love you, Em," he whispered, his lips brushing against hers.

"I love you too, Dad," Emily replied, her arms wrapped around him as they drifted off to sleep, their bodies still entwined.

*****

Fauxcest 98.

(5009 characters)

The Desire of the Goddess

In the ancient city of Ur, Emperor Chris ruled with an iron fist and a heavy heart. His daughter, Ninmena, was more than just his flesh and blood - she was the embodiment of the deified crown, a living goddess in the Mesopotamian pantheon.

One day, as Chris sat on his throne, he caught a glimpse of Ninmena out of the corner of his eye. She was standing in the doorway, her body lit by the sun streaming in from behind. Her long, dark hair cascaded down her shoulders, and her eyes sparkled with a divine light. Chris felt a stirring in his loins, and he knew that he wanted her.

"Father," Ninmena said, her voice like a melody. "I have come to speak with you."

"Of course, my dear," Chris replied, trying to keep his voice steady. "What is it that you wish to discuss?"

Ninmena walked closer to her father, her hips swaying hypnotically. She leaned in, her breath hot on Chris's ear. "I want to discuss something that cannot be spoken of in public," she whispered.

Chris felt a shiver run down his spine. He knew what she was asking for, and he was more than willing to oblige. "Very well," he said, standing up from his throne. "Follow me."

Chris led Ninmena to his private chambers, his heart pounding in his chest. When they were alone, he turned to face her. "What is it that you desire, my goddess?" he asked, his voice husky with desire.

Ninmena looked up at her father, her eyes filled with lust. "I desire you, father," she said, her voice barely above a whisper. "I want you to take me, to make me yours."

Chris felt a surge of desire course through his veins. He reached out, cupping Ninmena's face in his hands. "As you wish, my dear," he said, leaning in to kiss her.

Their lips met in a passionate kiss, their tongues entwining as they explored each other's mouths. Chris's hands roamed over Ninmena's body, feeling the curves of her hips and the swell of her breasts.

Ninmena moaned as her father's hands touched her, her body trembling with desire. She reached down, grabbing Chris's cock through his robes. "I want this, father," she said, her voice filled with lust. "I want you inside me."

Chris groaned as Ninmena touched him. He reached down, pulling his cock out of his robes. It was hard and throbbing, the tip glistening with precum.

Ninmena gasped as she saw her father's cock. She had never seen one before, and she was surprised at how big it was. She dropped to her knees, taking Chris's cock in her mouth.

Chris moaned as Ninmena sucked him. Her mouth was hot and wet, and her tongue swirled around his cock in a way that made him dizzy with pleasure.

Ninmena sucked and licked her father's cock, her hands cupping his balls. She could feel him getting closer to orgasm, and she wanted to taste his cum.

Chris reached down, grabbing Ninmena's hair. He thrust his hips, fucking her mouth as she sucked him. "Yes, my dear, yes," he moaned, his balls tightening.

Ninmena felt Chris's cock swell in her mouth, and then he was cumming. She swallowed eagerly, savoring the taste of his cum.

When Chris was finished cumming, Ninmena stood up. She looked into her father's eyes, her own eyes filled with desire. "Now it is my turn," she said, her voice filled with lust.

Chris nodded, his eyes sparkling with desire. Ninmena reached down, pulling her robes off. She was naked underneath, her body glistening with sweat.

Ninmena lay down on the bed, her legs spread wide. Chris knelt between her thighs, his cock hard and ready.

Chris leaned forward, kissing Ninmena's lips. She moaned as he kissed her, her body trembling with desire.

Chris reached down, his fingers finding Ninmena's wet slit. He stroked her clit, making her moan louder.

Ninmena gasped as her father touched her, her body trembling with pleasure. She reached down, grabbing Chris's cock. She guided it to her entrance, moaning as she felt it push inside her.

Chris groaned as he entered Ninmena, her pussy tight and hot around his cock. He started to thrust, his hips moving in a rhythm as old as time itself.

Ninmena wrapped her legs around Chris's waist, pulling him deeper inside her. She moaned as he fucked her, her body trembling with pleasure.

Chris reached down, grabbing Ninmena's nipples. He pinched and twisted them, making her moan louder.

Ninmena cried out as her father pinched her nipples, her orgasm building inside her. She could feel it, the waves of pleasure crashing over her, and she knew that she was close.

Chris felt Ninmena's pussy clench around his cock, and he knew that she was cumming. He thrust harder, chasing his own orgasm.

Ninmena moaned as she came, her body shuddering with pleasure. Chris groaned, his cock throbbing as he filled her pussy with cum.

They lay there, panting and sweaty, their bodies entwined. Chris looked down at Ninmena, his eyes filled with love and lust. "I will always be yours, my goddess," he said, his voice filled with emotion.

Ninmena smiled up at her father, her eyes filled with love. "And I will always be yours," she said, her voice barely above a whisper.

*****

Fauxcest 99.

* Not fauxcest.

(4635 characters)

...That is, until one day, he stumbled upon an ancient incantation that promised to bring a goddess to life.

The goddess's name was Ninmug, or Ninmuga, and she was the Mesopotamian goddess of artisanship and metalworking. Chris recited the incantation, and before his very eyes, a beautiful young woman appeared. She had long, raven hair, and curves that could make any man's heart race.

"Who are you?" Ninmuga asked, her voice as smooth as silk.

"I am Chris, the blacksmith," he replied, still in awe of her beauty.

Ninmuga looked around at the various tools and weapons that filled Chris's shop. "You are quite skilled," she said, her eyes scanning over a particularly intricate sword.

Chris felt a surge of pride. "Thank you," he said, "I've always had a passion for metalworking."

Ninmuga smiled at him, her full lips curling up in a way that made Chris's heart skip a beat. "I think I would like to learn from you," she said.

Chris's mind raced with thoughts of teaching Ninmuga the art of blacksmithing. But as he looked into her eyes, he couldn't help but feel a deeper desire.

"I would be happy to teach you," he said, his voice low and husky.

Ninmuga raised an eyebrow, a smirk playing at the corners of her lips. "Is that all you would like to teach me?"

Chris's heart pounded in his chest. He knew he shouldn't, but he couldn't resist the temptation.

"No," he said, his voice barely above a whisper. "I would like to teach you...other things."

Ninmuga's smirk grew wider. "I think I would like that," she said, her voice dripping with desire.

Chris's hands shook as he led Ninmuga to his bed. He had never been with a goddess before, and he wasn't sure if he was worthy.

But as Ninmuga pressed her lips to his, all doubts faded away. Her lips were soft and warm, and her tongue danced with his in a way that made him forget all about his worries.

Chris's hands roamed over Ninmuga's body, feeling every curve and dip. He could feel her heart pounding in sync with his, and he knew that she wanted him just as much as he wanted her.

Ninmuga moaned as Chris's lips traveled down her neck, leaving a trail of kisses in their wake. She arched her back as he cupped her breasts, his thumbs flicking over her nipples.

"Yes, Chris," she moaned, her voice husky with desire. "Just like that."

Chris's lips traveled lower, his tongue tracing the outline of her belly button. Ninmuga's breathing grew ragged as he reached her hips, his fingers hooking into the waistband of her pants.

He pulled them down, revealing her bare pussy. Chris couldn't help but stare - he had never seen anything so beautiful.

Ninmuga's pussy was already wet, glistening in the dim light. Chris couldn't resist any longer - he leaned in, his tongue flicking out to taste her.

Ninmuga cried out, her hips bucking as Chris's tongue delved deeper. He sucked and licked, his fingers teasing her clit.

"Oh, Chris, yes!" Ninmuga moaned, her fingers tangled in his hair.

Chris could feel her getting closer, her muscles tensing. He redoubled his efforts, his tongue working in rhythm with his fingers.

Ninmuga's back arched, her muscles tensing as she cried out in pleasure. Chris could feel her pussy contracting around his fingers, her juices flowing over his hand.

He pulled back, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand. Ninmuga looked up at him, her eyes glazed with pleasure.

"Your turn," she said, her voice low and sultry.

Chris's heart raced as Ninmuga pushed him back onto the bed. She straddled him, her pussy hovering just above his cock.

"Please," Chris moaned, his hands reaching up to cup her breasts.

Ninmuga smiled, her lips curling up in a wicked little smirk. She slowly lowered herself onto him, her pussy enveloping his cock.

Chris moaned as he filled her, his hands gripping her hips. Ninmuga started to move, her hips grinding against his in a slow, steady rhythm.

"Yes, Chris," she moaned, her head thrown back in pleasure. "Just like that."

Chris couldn't believe how good it felt - he had never been with anyone like Ninmuga before. She was tight and wet, her pussy gripping him like a vice.

He could feel himself getting closer, his balls tightening. He reached up, his fingers teasing Ninmuga's clit.

Ninmuga cried out, her hips bucking as she came again. Chris could feel her pussy contracting around him, milking him for all he was worth.

He let out a low moan, his cock twitching as he filled her with his seed. Ninmuga collapsed onto him, her breathing ragged.

"That was amazing," she whispered, her lips pressed against his ear.

Chris couldn't agree more. He had never experienced anything like it before. And he knew that he would never be able to let Ninmuga go.

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Forbidden Love: A Father's Desire

It had been years since Chris last saw his daughter, Ninmug. She had grown from a little girl into a stunningly beautiful woman. Chris couldn't help but feel a spark of desire every time he looked at her. But he knew it was wrong. She was his daughter, after all.

One day, Ninmug came to visit her father. They spent the day catching up, reminiscing about old times. As the day turned into night, they found themselves alone in the house.

"Dad, can I ask you something?" Ninmug said, her voice soft and hesitant.

"Of course, sweetheart. What is it?" Chris replied, trying to keep his voice steady.

"I've been feeling so lonely lately. I don't have anyone to talk to, no one to share my deepest desires with."

Chris felt a pang of guilt. He knew he should have been there for her, but he had been so caught up in his own life.

"Ninmug, I'm here for you. I want to help you in any way I can."

Ninmug looked at her father, her eyes shining with unshed tears. "Dad, I want you to make love to me."

Chris was taken aback. He knew it was wrong, but he couldn't deny the desire that was coursing through his veins.

"Ninmug, I'm your father. I can't do that."

"But I want you to, Dad. I need you to."

Chris hesitated for a moment, then he pulled Ninmug close and kissed her. She responded eagerly, her tongue exploring his mouth.

They undressed each other slowly, their hands caressing each other's bodies. Chris couldn't believe how soft and smooth Ninmug's skin was, how perfectly her breasts fit in his hands.

They moved to the bed, their bodies entwined. Chris trailed kisses down Ninmug's neck, making her moan with pleasure. He licked and sucked her nipples, causing her to gasp with delight.

He moved lower, his tongue exploring her navel, her hips, her inner thighs. Ninmug spread her legs wide, inviting him in. Chris licked her pussy, making her cry out with pleasure. He teased her clit with his tongue, making her squirm with delight.

Finally, Chris entered Ninmug, filling her completely. She wrapped her legs around him, pulling him deeper inside her. They moved together, their bodies in perfect harmony.

"Harder, Dad. Fuck me harder," Ninmug moaned.

Chris obliged, pounding her pussy with all his might. Ninmug cried out with pleasure, her orgasm building deep inside her.

"Yes, Dad. Yes! I'm cumming!" Ninmug screamed as she came, her pussy clenching around Chris's cock.

Chris couldn't hold back any longer. He came inside Ninmug, filling her with his seed.

They lay together, spent and satisfied. Chris knew it was wrong, but he couldn't help the way he felt. He was in love with his own daughter.

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Fauxcest 100.

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Chris had always thought of his daughter, Ninnibru, as a goddess. Ever since she was a little girl, he was in awe of her beauty and grace. Now that she was all grown up, his admiration for her had only deepened.

One day, as they were sitting in the living room, Chris couldn't help but steal glances at Ninnibru. She was wearing a tight-fitting dress that accentuated her curves and made her look even more irresistible.

"Dad, is something wrong?" Ninnibru asked, noticing her father's gaze.

"No, sweetheart. I was just thinking about how beautiful you are," Chris replied, his eyes locked onto hers.

Ninnibru blushed at her father's compliment. "Dad, you don't have to say things like that," she said, looking away.

"But it's true, Ninnibru. You're the most beautiful woman I've ever seen," Chris said, moving closer to his daughter.

He took her hand in his and leaned in for a kiss. Ninnibru was hesitant at first, but she soon gave in to her father's advances. They kissed passionately, their tongues intertwining as they explored each other's mouths.

Chris's hand wandered down to Ninnibru's breast, cupping it gently through her dress. She moaned softly as he squeezed her nipple, her body responding to his touch.

"Dad, we can't do this," Ninnibru said, breaking away from the kiss.

"Why not, Ninnibru? I want you, and I know you want me too," Chris said, his hand still on her breast.

Ninnibru looked at her father, her eyes filled with desire. She knew he was right. She wanted him just as much as he wanted her.

"Okay, Dad. But we have to be careful," Ninnibru said, her voice barely above a whisper.

Chris nodded, his heart racing with excitement. He stood up, pulling Ninnibru up with him. They walked hand in hand to Chris's bedroom, their bodies pressed together as they moved.

Once they were in the bedroom, Chris pulled Ninnibru close and kissed her again. This time, there was no hesitation. Ninnibru wrapped her arms around her father's neck, pulling him closer as they kissed.

Chris's hands roamed over Ninnibru's body, exploring every inch of her. He slipped her dress off her shoulders, revealing her lacy bra and panties. Ninnibru gasped as her father's hands touched her bare skin, her body trembling with desire.

Chris kissed his way down Ninnibru's neck, nibbling on her earlobe as he went. He unhooked her bra, freeing her breasts. He cupped them in his hands, his thumbs flicking over her nipples. Ninnibru moaned, her head falling back as her father sucked on her nipples.

Chris's hand slipped down to Ninnibru's panties, rubbing her clit through the fabric. Ninnibru moaned louder, her hips grinding against her father's hand.

"Dad, I want you inside me," Ninnibru said, her voice husky with desire.

Chris didn't need to be asked twice. He pulled Ninnibru's panties down, revealing her wet pussy. He knelt down in front of her, his tongue flicking out to taste her.

Ninnibru moaned as her father's tongue explored her pussy, her body shuddering with pleasure. Chris licked and sucked on her clit, his fingers sliding in and out of her pussy.

"Oh, Dad, yes," Ninnibru moaned, her hands clutching at her father's hair.

Chris stood up, his cock hard and ready. He guided it to Ninnibru's pussy, sliding it in slowly. Ninnibru moaned as her father's cock filled her up, her body trembling with pleasure.

Chris started to fuck Ninnibru slowly, his cock sliding in and out of her pussy. Ninnibru moaned, her hips meeting his thrusts.

"Fuck me harder, Dad," Ninnibru said, her voice husky with desire.

Chris increased his pace, his cock pounding into Ninnibru's pussy. She moaned louder, her body shaking with pleasure.

"Oh, Dad, yes," Ninnibru moaned, her nails digging into her father's back.

Chris could feel himself getting close to orgasm. He reached down, rubbing Ninnibru's clit as he fucked her.

"Oh, Dad, I'm going to cum," Ninnibru moaned, her body trembling with pleasure.

Chris felt Ninnibru's pussy clench around his cock as she came, her moans filling the room. He couldn't hold back any longer. He came, his cock pulsing inside Ninnibru's pussy.

They collapsed onto the bed, their bodies slick with sweat. Chris wrapped his arms around Ninnibru, holding her close.

"I love you, Ninnibru," Chris said, his voice husky with emotion.

"I love you too, Dad," Ninnibru replied, her voice filled with happiness.

*****

Fauxcest 101.

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Forbidden Love: The Goddess and Her Father

Chris had always been fascinated by ancient mythology, but he never expected to find himself in the presence of a real-life goddess. That's exactly what happened when his daughter, Ninpumuna, revealed herself to be the Mesopotamian deity associated with salt springs.

Chris was initially shocked, but he couldn't deny the attraction he felt towards his own daughter. Ninpumuna, for her part, was just as drawn to her father. They both knew that their relationship was forbidden, but they couldn't resist their desires.

One night, after a particularly intense conversation about their feelings, Chris and Ninpumuna found themselves unable to keep their hands off each other.

"Dad, I want you," Ninpumuna whispered, her voice husky with desire.

Chris groaned, his cock already hard in his pants. "Ninpumuna, we shouldn't..."

But Ninpumuna was already pulling off his clothes, her hands skimming over his chest and abs. "I need you, Dad. Please."

Chris couldn't resist any longer. He pulled Ninpumuna close, his mouth finding hers in a passionate kiss. Their tongues danced together as they explored each other's bodies, their hands roaming over every inch of skin.

Ninpumuna broke the kiss, gasping for breath. "Dad, I want you to touch me. Everywhere."

Chris didn't need any further encouragement. He started with her neck, nibbling and licking the delicate skin. Ninpumuna moaned, her head falling back as she gave herself over to the pleasure.

Chris worked his way down, licking and sucking on Ninpumuna's nipples until they were hard and aching. Ninpumuna writhed beneath him, her hips grinding against his as she begged for more.

Finally, Chris moved down to Ninpumuna's pussy. He could already see how wet she was, her juices glistening on her inner thighs. Chris wasted no time, his tongue darting out to taste her.

Ninpumuna cried out, her back arching off the bed as Chris licked and sucked on her clit. He slipped a finger inside her, then two, fucking her slowly as he continued to devour her pussy.

Ninpumuna was moaning and thrashing, her orgasm building inside her. Chris could feel her muscles clenching around his fingers, her breath coming in ragged gasps.

"Dad, I'm so close. Please, make me cum."

Chris redoubled his efforts, his fingers and tongue working in perfect harmony. Ninpumuna's moans grew louder and more desperate, her hips bucking against Chris's face.

Finally, she came, her orgasm crashing over her like a wave. Chris didn't let up, keeping up the relentless assault on her pussy until Ninpumuna begged him to stop.

Panting, Ninpumuna pulled Chris up to her, their mouths meeting in a deep, passionate kiss. Chris could feel her hand reaching down to stroke his cock, her fingers slick with her own juices.

"Fuck me, Dad," Ninpumuna whispered, her voice full of need. "I want to feel you inside me."

Chris didn't need any further encouragement. He positioned himself at Ninpumuna's entrance, then thrust inside her with one smooth motion.

Ninpumuna cried out, her nails digging into Chris's back as he started to fuck her. His hips pistoned back and forth, each thrust driving him deeper inside her.

"Yes, Dad. Just like that. Oh, fuck, you feel so good."

Chris could feel his own orgasm building, his balls tightening as he pounded into Ninpumuna. He could feel her muscles clenching around him, her pussy gripping him like a vice.

"Ninpumuna, I'm going to cum. Oh, fuck, I'm so close."

Ninpumuna moaned, her hips bucking faster as she felt Chris's cock swell inside her. "Cum for me, Dad. I want to feel you cum inside me."

With a final thrust, Chris came, his orgasm ripping through him like a tidal wave. He collapsed on top of Ninpumuna, their bodies slick with sweat and cum.

For a long moment, they lay there, panting and gasping for breath. Then, Ninpumuna looked up at Chris, a sly smile on her face.

"Dad, that was amazing. But I think we can do even better."

Chris raised an eyebrow, intrigued. "Oh really? How do you propose we do that?"

Ninpumuna's smile widened. "Well, for starters, we could try a new position. Something a little more... adventurous."

Chris felt a thrill of excitement run through him. He'd always been open to trying new things in the bedroom, and he knew that Ninpumuna felt the same way.

"I'm listening," he said, his voice low and husky.

Ninpumuna climbed on top of Chris, straddling his hips. "How about this?" she said, lowering herself down onto his cock.

Chris groaned as he filled her, his hands gripping her hips as she started to ride him. Ninpumuna leaned forward, her breasts brushing against Chris's chest as she moved.

"Oh, Dad, this feels so good," she moaned, her hips grinding against his.

Chris couldn't agree more. He watched as Ninpumuna rode him, her body moving in a sinuous rhythm that drove him wild. He could feel his orgasm building again, his balls tightening as he approached the edge.

"Ninpumuna, I'm going to cum again," he gasped, his fingers digging into her hips.

Ninpumuna moaned, her pussy clenching around him. "Cum for me, Dad. I want to feel you fill me up again."

With a final, desperate thrust, Chris came, his orgasm ripping through him like a thunderbolt. Ninpumuna collapsed on top of him, her body slick with sweat and cum.

They lay there, panting and gasping for breath, their bodies entwined. For a long moment, they didn't speak, simply enjoying the afterglow of their lovemaking.

Finally, Ninpumuna looked up at Chris, her eyes shining.

"Dad, that was incredible. I love you so much."

Chris smiled, his heart swelling with love and desire. "I love you too, Ninpumuna. More than anything in the world."

As they lay there, wrapped in each other's arms, Chris knew that their love was forbidden. But he didn't care. He would do anything to be with Ninpumuna, even if it meant defying the gods themselves.

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Fauxcest 102.

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His daughter Ninšar, however, was no ordinary woman. She was the goddess of the preparation of meat, and she had the power to enchant anyone who crossed her path.

Ninšar was not just any daughter; she was a goddess, and she had the power to make him do anything she wanted.

One evening, as they were sitting in the living room, Ninšar turned to Chris and said, "Father, I am lonely. I need someone to warm my bed."

Chris was taken aback. He had never thought of Ninšar in a sexual way before. But the way she looked at him, with her big brown eyes and her seductive smile, made him feel weak.

"Ninšar, I am your father," he stammered.

"I know, father," she said, moving closer to him. "But I want you. I have always wanted you."

Chris felt his resolve melting away. He couldn't resist Ninšar's charms. He took her in his arms and kissed her deeply. Ninšar responded by running her hands through his hair and moaning softly.

Chris started to undress Ninšar, slowly revealing her firm breasts and her smooth, hairless skin. He couldn't believe that he was about to make love to a goddess. Ninšar helped him undress, and then she led him to her bedroom.

Once in the bedroom, Ninšar pushed Chris onto the bed and straddled him. She started to grind her hips against his, and Chris could feel her wetness through his boxers. He reached up and started to caress her breasts, pinching her nipples gently. Ninšar moaned and threw her head back, her long black hair cascading down her back.

Chris then started to kiss Ninšar's neck, licking and nibbling on her earlobes. Ninšar responded by moaning louder and grinding her hips harder against his. Chris could feel his cock straining against his boxers, desperate to be released.

Ninšar must have sensed his need, because she reached down and pulled his boxers off. His cock sprang free, hard and ready. Ninšar wasted no time in taking it in her mouth. She sucked and licked on it, driving Chris wild with pleasure.

Chris couldn't take it any longer. He pulled Ninšar up and positioned her so that she was on all fours. He then entered her from behind, slowly at first, and then faster and harder as Ninšar urged him on.

Their lovemaking was intense and passionate. They tried different positions, each one more exciting than the last. Chris couldn't believe the pleasure he was experiencing. It was as if he was making love to a goddess, and in fact, he was.

As they reached their climax, Ninšar turned to Chris and said, "Father, I am yours. You are mine. We are one."

Chris knew that their lovemaking had created a bond between them that could never be broken. He was now bound to Ninšar, the Mesopotamian goddess, for all eternity.

And so, their love story continued, filled with passion and desire, as they explored each other's bodies and souls, becoming one in the most intimate way possible.

*****

Fauxcest 103.

(2352 characters)

The Forbidden Love: Chris and Ninshubur

She had grown from a little girl into a stunningly beautiful woman. Chris couldn't help but feel a strong attraction towards her.

One day, Ninshubur came to visit her father. They spent the day catching up, reminiscing about old times, and getting to know each other again. As the day turned into night, they found themselves alone in the house.

Chris couldn't resist the temptation any longer. He leaned in and kissed Ninshubur, who responded with a passion that took him by surprise. They began to explore each other's bodies, their hands roaming over soft skin and curves.

"Daddy, I've missed you so much," Ninshubur whispered, her voice husky with desire.

"I've missed you too, sweetheart," Chris replied, his hands cupping her face as he kissed her deeply.

They undressed each other slowly, taking in every inch of skin that was revealed. Ninshubur's body was even more beautiful than Chris remembered, with full breasts and a curvy hips that begged to be touched.

Chris couldn't wait any longer. He knelt down in front of Ninshubur and began to kiss her inner thighs, teasing her with his tongue. Ninshubur moaned with pleasure, her hands tangling in Chris's hair as he licked and sucked her clit.

"Oh daddy, yes," Ninshubur cried out, her hips bucking against Chris's mouth.

Chris slipped a finger inside Ninshubur, feeling her wetness and heat. He added a second finger, stretching her open as he continued to lick and suck her clit. Ninshubur was moaning louder now, her body trembling with pleasure.

Chris stood up and entered Ninshubur, feeling her tightness and warmth surrounding him. They moved together, their bodies in sync as they explored each other's bodies.

"Fuck me harder, daddy," Ninshubur demanded, her nails digging into Chris's back.

Chris obliged, thrusting deeper and harder into Ninshubur. She wrapped her legs around him, meeting him thrust for thrust.

"Yes, daddy, yes," Ninshubur cried out, her body shuddering with pleasure as she came.

Chris wasn't far behind, his own orgasm building up inside him. He groaned as he came, filling Ninshubur with his warmth.

They collapsed onto the bed, their bodies slick with sweat and pleasure.

"I love you, daddy," Ninshubur whispered, her head resting on Chris's chest.

"I love you too, sweetheart," Chris replied, his hand gently stroking Ninshubur's hair.

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Fauxcest 104.

* not fauxcest.

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The Goddess and the Priest: A Tale of Divine Pleasure

The sun beat down on the ancient city of Ur, its golden rays illuminating the grand ziggurat that towered above the bustling marketplace. At the foot of the temple, Chris, a humble priest, went about his daily duties, tending to the needs of the pilgrims who came to worship the gods.

One day, as he was offering prayers to the heavens, he caught sight of a vision. A woman, radiant and golden, descended from the sky, her eyes shining like the stars. It was Ninsianna, the goddess of Venus, who had come to earth to grace the people with her divine presence.

Chris was struck dumb by her beauty, and he found himself unable to look away. As if sensing his devotion, Ninsianna smiled at him, and beckoned him to come closer.

"Who are you, mortal?" she asked, her voice like the gentle rustling of leaves.

"I am Chris, priest of the great temple of Ur," he replied, his voice trembling with awe.

"And what brings you to serve here?"

"I am devoted to the gods, and I seek to honor them with my every action."

Ninsianna's eyes sparkled with amusement. "You are a devout one, Chris. But what of your own desires? Have you never thought of seeking pleasure for yourself?"

Chris hesitated, unsure of how to answer. He had always been devoted to his duties, and had never allowed himself to indulge in carnal desires.

But something about Ninsianna's presence stirred something deep within him. He felt a heat rising in his loins, and he found himself unable to resist her charms.

"I...I have never allowed myself to think of such things," he confessed.

Ninsianna's smile widened. "Then it is time that you did. Come, Chris, let us explore the pleasures of the flesh together."

She took his hand, and led him to a secluded chamber within the temple. Once inside, she turned to face him, her eyes shining with desire.

"Take off your clothes, Chris," she commanded, her voice husky with need.

Chris hesitated for a moment, but then he obeyed, shedding his robes and standing before her, naked and vulnerable.

Ninsianna's eyes roamed over his body, taking in every inch of him. "You are a handsome one, Chris," she murmured. "I can see why the gods have chosen you to serve them."

She stepped closer to him, her body brushing against his. He could feel the heat radiating from her, and he found himself growing harder with every passing moment.

"Kiss me, Chris," she whispered, her lips barely an inch from his.

He didn't need to be told twice. He leaned in, capturing her lips with his own. She responded eagerly, her tongue darting out to explore his mouth.

Their kiss grew more passionate, their bodies pressed together, their hands roaming over each other's skin. Chris could feel her breasts, firm and round, pressed against his chest, and he longed to touch them.

Ninsianna must have sensed his desire, for she broke their kiss, and took his hand, guiding it to her breast. He cupped it, feeling its weight in his hand, and he began to caress it gently.

She moaned with pleasure, her head thrown back, her eyes closed. "Yes, Chris, just like that," she breathed.

He continued to touch her, his fingers teasing her nipples, causing them to harden and stand at attention. She arched her back, pressing her breast further into his hand, and he knew that she wanted more.

He lowered his head, taking one of her nipples into his mouth, and sucking gently. She cried out with pleasure, her hands clutching at his hair.

"Oh, Chris, yes," she moaned. "Don't stop, please don't stop."

He continued to pleasure her, his mouth and hands working in tandem, until she was trembling with need. And then, he moved lower, his lips trailing a path down her stomach, until he reached the apex of her thighs.

She was already wet, her juices glistening on her lips. He parted them, and began to explore her with his tongue. She tasted sweet and musky, and he found himself growing more and more aroused with every passing moment.

He licked and sucked at her clit, causing her to cry out with pleasure. Her hips bucked, and he could feel her muscles clenching and unclenching around his tongue.

"Oh, Chris, I'm going to cum," she gasped, her voice ragged with need.

He continued to pleasure her, his tongue working faster and faster, until she finally reached her climax, her body shuddering with pleasure.

And then, it was his turn. Ninsianna knelt before him, taking his cock into her mouth, and sucking gently. He groaned with pleasure, his hips thrusting forward, seeking more.

She took him deeper, her lips stretching around his girth, her tongue swirling around his tip. He could feel himself growing closer and closer to the edge, and he knew that he was about to cum.

"I'm going to cum, Ninsianna," he gasped, his voice ragged with need.

She redoubled her efforts, her mouth working faster and faster, until he finally reached his climax, his body shuddering with pleasure.

They collapsed onto the floor, their bodies slick with sweat, their breaths coming in ragged gasps.

"That was incredible, Ninsianna," Chris murmured, his voice filled with awe.

She smiled at him, her eyes shining with satisfaction. "Yes, it was, wasn't it?"

And with that, they began to explore each other's bodies once more, their desire for each other as strong as ever.

*****

Fauxcest 105.

(2621 characters)

Forbidden Love: A Father's Desire

It had been years since Chris last laid eyes on his daughter, Ninsianna. She had grown from a gangly teenager into a stunning goddess, with curves in all the right places and a mane of golden hair that shimmered in the sunlight. Chris couldn't help but feel a stirring in his loins every time he looked at her, but he knew he had to keep his desires hidden. After all, she was his flesh and blood.

One day, as they were sitting on the porch enjoying the summer breeze, Ninsianna turned to her father and asked, "Daddy, have you ever thought about what it would be like to be with someone you love deeply?"

Chris felt his heart race. "Well, sweetheart, I think that's a very personal question. But I will say that love is a powerful force, and it can make us feel things we never thought possible."

Ninsianna leaned closer to her father, her eyes shining with desire. "I want to feel those things, Daddy. I want to feel you inside me, making me scream with pleasure."

Chris was stunned. He had never imagined that his daughter felt the same way he did. But as she pressed her lips to his, he knew there was no turning back.

They tumbled onto the couch, their hands exploring each other's bodies. Chris trailed kisses down Ninsianna's neck, feeling her shiver with pleasure. He cupped her breasts, teasing her nipples with his thumbs until they were hard and aching.

Ninsianna moaned with pleasure as her father's fingers found her wet and ready. She spread her legs wider, inviting him in. Chris slid a finger inside her, then two, feeling her muscles clench around him.

"Please, Daddy," Ninsianna begged. "I need you inside me."

Chris didn't need any more encouragement. He positioned himself between Ninsianna's legs, his cock throbbing with need. He entered her slowly, savoring the feel of her tight warmth around him.

Ninsianna wrapped her legs around her father's waist, pulling him deeper inside her. She matched his rhythm, their bodies moving together in perfect harmony.

"Yes, Daddy, just like that," Ninsianna moaned. "Harder, Daddy, harder."

Chris increased his pace, driving into his daughter with all the force of his desire. He could feel her climax building, her muscles tightening around him.

"Oh, Daddy, I'm going to cum," Ninsianna cried out.

Chris felt his own climax building, his balls tightening with pleasure. He thrust into Ninsianna one last time, spilling his seed deep inside her.

They lay together, spent and satisfied. Chris knew that what they had done was wrong, but he couldn't bring himself to regret it. He had never felt closer to anyone in his life.

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