The Full Incest Monte

by Lisa Smiles

After lives spent bedding their students as soon as they hit eighteen, ageing school teachers Roger and Paul are turning their attention to daughters. Roger's plans don't go beyond watching his daughter Emily under the water with goggles, but he's about to learn Paul's plans with his daughter Cloe go a lot further. Scarier still is that both of their daughters have been planning as well.

A 10,000 word story not including back matter and previews.

The pool water is clean and Roger has bought some new goggles. There will be four eighteen-year-old girls here plus his wing-man from college for backup. Arrangements have been made for the wives to clear out, leaving open the possibility of Roger weaseling his way in on his daughter's slumber party later tonight. After a full life pursing his students, simple pleasures like truth-or-dare or glimpsing nakedness under the water are enough for this once very horny school teacher.
His friend Paul, though, has other plans—they can't progress though without Roger, his wing-man.
Both men are about to find themselves in a very hard place. Thankfully they have two very soft and beautiful daughters to lean on.


As she commences her third decent I curl my hips just enough that my cap peters in her dimple, pressing on the bottom edge of her pubic bone. When it comes out, it’s with a popping sensation: penis popping off bone with the opening of a wet cunt in between. Then down she goes again, with her personal lips draped around her daddy’s stiff prick. Then upward I pull her, ensuring every one of my follicles and veins agitates a nerve of her clit until, after the crawl, my sensitive tip parks once again in that locating dimple. Some more taboo kissing then while I build the pressure once more against her pubic bone, dangerously closer this time to the inner side that would direct me into her sleeve if I wasn’t careful, but no, I’m a good daddy. I’ll make sure it pops out and that she only slides down the outside.
I remember doing this with one of my students for what seemed like an eternity in her parents’ house. I always treated my wife as a practice range.


Hunting down students is what kept me fed."


About the Author

In their physical details, taboo acts can sometimes be no different from boring old honeymoon love scenes, but that's not my main focus. What fascinates me are relational details, or the way girls do their makeup, or the way incest is bass jumping compared to other sex that's just cricket. Why is that? It's precisely because of the fear. In the arts that fear is called The Sublime. You might feel it in your chest when you read me.

Please, reach out to me however you can. I want to work with you to provide unique reading experiences and valuable products that you will store and return to again and again.

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