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Lost Souls by Selena Kitt
Eighteen-year-old Lily, raised by her fundamentalist preacher stepfather, Adam, isn’t allowed to date or do anything against church “law.” Asked to the Halloween dance by a boy she really likes, Lily defies Adam. But when they are caught in a compromising position by her stepfather, what will her punishment and repentance be?
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Note: This story was originally published in the anthology Back to the Garden
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Warning: This title contains stepfather-stepdaughter incest
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EXCERPT:
“Daddy, please,” she whispered, sinking to her knees and bowing her head. Her hair fell like a waterfall across her tear-stained face, hiding her, and she was grateful. “I know it was wrong. I will pray for my sins. I will repent, I will…” She took a quivery breath and felt his hand in her hair, lifting her chin.
“You will,” he confirmed, nodding. “Yes, you will. It’s the least you’ll do. But Lily, this is no small thing. This isn’t a hidden CD or candy bar or magazine.” He looked pointedly at her and she knew he remembered too, the last time she knelt here like this, years and years it had been. She’d been such a good girl—she tried so hard to please him, to meet his impossible standards.
“I know. I’m so sorry,” she pleaded, reaching her trembling hand out to him. He let her bury her face in his lap and he stroked her hair absently as he talked.
“No, Lily, I don’t think you do know. This night of all nights, you should have been surrounded by God’s children, praying, keeping your soul intact and pure. Evil forces have taken you over, child. I can feel them in you. I can see them in your eyes. You have been tempted and you have succumbed. You lied to me, Lily.” His voice shook and she sobbed harder in his lap. “You deceived me. You dressed yourself like a whore, a pagan slut, and went out among the wolves, as a sheep amongst the wolves. You brought home a boy and let his carnal lust overtake you. This is beyond sin, Lily. This is…” He paused, searching for a word that might encompass her actions, and finally settled on: “This is depravity.”
The weight of his words crushed her and she could barely breathe through her sobs. He sighed, his hand smoothing the hair away from her wet cheeks. He sounded truly sorry, even reluctant when he said, “It must be punished.”
She shook her head in his lap, but then she started to nod. “Yes, Daddy, yes, okay, yes.”
If this was her punishment then, the humiliation of being whipped like a willful child, so be it. Anything would be better than his words, his anger, and most of all, his disappointment and disillusionment.
He pulled her across his lap. It was a quick movement and she gasped out loud. She tried to balance herself across his long legs. She wasn’t a little girl anymore and his thighs dug into the soft flesh of her belly, her hands pressed the floor, attempting balance, her body steepled at a strange, arched angle, like an upside down “V,” with her bottom thrust up to create the apex.
He reached under her chin, pulling the tie on her red hooded cape, and tossed it off her to the floor. She hadn’t realized how much warmth the material had been providing, and the cool air on her body, across her back where her blouse was pulled up, and especially her not oft-exposed legs, was a sudden, shivery shock.
Adam’s hands pulled her skirt up higher. It had creeped down during her walk to the kitchen. She heard his sharp intake of breath and felt herself flush, remembering how sinful the panties she was wearing really were. She was mortified. He pushed her skirt up even higher, high around her waist now, and his hands seemed to linger over the scant material of her disgracefully sheer panties. Her body tensed, waiting.
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Daddy’s Favorites: Darla by Selena Kitt
Selena Kitt’s *Daddy’s Favorites*—where naughty thoughts and wicked temptations bring the taboo daddy-daughter fantasy to life.
Sheltered Darla never knew her real father and now her stepfather has a whole new life and family she only feels peripherally a part of. When her stepfather asks her to babysit for her younger stepsister, Darla takes the opportunity to ask her daddy to prove his love for her in a way so illicit and wicked it shocks them both—but leaves them craving more.
Selena Kitt Single
Short Story—Big Bang!
(approx 5,100 words)
Warning: This title contains shamelessly wicked displays of pseudo-incest between stepfather and stepdaughter so hot—careful!—it may just melt your Kindle!
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She piled her hair up on top of her head, admiring herself. The dress was too long and the front simply hung on her—her nascent breasts did nothing to fill it. When she turned, she giggled, seeing the crack of her butt appearing above the back of the dress. It shimmered deliciously when she moved.
She danced, sylphlike, her reedy arms stretched above her head, swaying willowy, back and forth, pursing her lips, widening her eyes at the mirror. Irene had hundreds of these dresses and she wore them out every weekend. Darla felt suddenly very jealous. Her daddy, who she now only saw a few times a month at the most, spent hours with the woman who filled these dresses. Who filled this dress.
What’s he ever given me? Darla fingered the heart-shaped locket she’d had since she was little, the one thing her adopted father had left behind. She sometimes imagined she had captured his real heart in it, keeping it like a secret from anyone else. Closing her eyes, she began to dance again, holding her father’s heart in her hand.
What would it be like, she wondered, to have a man hold you, press you against him, kiss you? She closed her eyes and imagined dancing with a boy—no, a man. She found it was her daddy she was imagining, his large, strong hands guiding her, his eyes bright and full of love as he looked down at her. She was so lost in the fantasy she could even smell his aftershave.
“Kiss me, Daddy,” she murmured, her eyes still closed, tilting her head up like she saw in all the movies.
“Darla.” The sound of her name made her whirl around and stumble over her discarded clothes. She landed bone-jarringly hard on her bottom and she whimpered, leaning back on her elbows. Her father stood in the doorway, his large frame filling it completely. She felt her whole body flush with embarrassment.
Oh no, oh god, this can’t be happening.
They didn’t say anything for a moment and Darla found herself trembling. He cleared his throat. “Why don’t you get your own clothes back on, sweetheart? I have to take you back to your mother’s tonight.”
She forgot what she was wearing, what she had been caught doing, she forgot everything at those words. “But… I thought I was going to stay here tonight, Daddy! You said…we were going to go to the movies tomorrow!” She struggled to contain her tears and lost, but at least she did it silently. She swallowed around the hard lump in her throat.
“I know, honey, but Irene isn’t feeling well. She’s downstairs lying on the couch. I’m glad she didn’t come up here first,” he chuckled. “I’ll make it up to you, angel. I promise.”
She nodded, looking down at his shoes, his dress shoes. They had gone to a play tonight. Taming of the Shrew. She didn’t want him to see that she was crying.
“I’ll get dressed,” she said, wanting him to go before she really started sobbing. “Be down in a minute.”
“Ok…and Darla, honey…don’t forget your panties.” He turned around, his voice sounding strained.
She snapped her slim thighs closed, her face burning. She had forgotten entirely that she wasn’t wearing any.
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Sibling Lust: In the Barn by Selena Kitt
Selena Kitt’s *Sibling Lust*—where naughty thoughts and wicked temptations bring the taboo sibling fantasy to life.
The temptations of the flesh prove too much for devoutly Amish Sarah, and to make matters worse, the devil has come in the form of her own adopted brother, Eli. When she discovers him doing something strangely exciting in the barn, Sarah can’t help letting her hair down, in more ways than one, and together the siblings give rise to a new definition of sin.
Selena Kitt Single
Short Story—Big Bang!
(approx 2,500 words)
Warning: This title contains shameless displays of pseudo-incest between stepsiblings so sinfully-hot it could send them to hell for eternity—but it would be worth it!
Excerpt:
“I saw you.” I admitted it, feeling the heat move into my cheeks. He flushed, too. “Eli, it was so wonderful!”
“Sarah, I’m sorry.” His eyes dropped to the hay. “It is a sin. I shouldn’t. I need to stop. I know you’ll have to tell Ma…or Da.”
“No.” I swallowed hard at the thought and cradled his hand against my cheek. “I don’t want to tell.”
“But…”
“Something that feels so good can’t be a sin,” I insisted, half sitting now, back on my elbows. “It can’t possibly. I just…I understand now. Why you keep doing it, how the whole world opens up for a moment and you feel like you’re dying, or flying. I felt like I could touch God himself.”
He was staring at me, wide-eyed. “How long were you watching?”
“I’ve watched lots of times.” I lifted my chin, defiant, in spite of my flushed cheeks. “I touch myself too.”
Eli gaped. “Where?”
I hesitated before slowly placing a hand between my legs, over my long skirts. “Here.”
Puzzled, he frowned. “But you don’t have…”
“I know.” I shrugged. “But it feels good, all the same.”
His eyes brightened, still focused between my legs. My hand still rested there. “Will you… show me?”
Stunned, I stared at him for a moment, unable to breathe. The sort of sin I’d committed so far was nothing compared to what he was asking. Only babies were allowed to be naked in front of others. I looked into his eyes, saw the eagerness, the hunger there, the longing I felt too, and slowly I started to lift my skirt. His gaze followed its path, up my knee-sock covered calves, and then my bare knees. He gasped when he saw those, his eyes following the path of my skirt up my bare thighs until I had it pulled up to my waist.
Then I pressed my hand between my legs, over the heated, damp mound there, and began to rub myself. He watched, fascinated, his breath coming almost as fast as mine.
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Sibling Lust: On the Bus by Selena Kitt
Selena Kitt’s *Sibling Lust*—where naughty thoughts and wicked temptations bring taboo fantasy to life.
Two stepsiblings on a cross-country trek to California find more stimulation than just the scenery! Emily is getting tired of listening to Danny practice trivia for his Jeopardy try-outs, and both of them are anxious about meeting Danny’s dad again after years of separation, but neither sibling could have predicted that a journey of forbidden sexual exploration would begin for them together on the bus.
Selena Kitt Single
Short Story—Big Bang!
(approx 3,500 words)
Warning: This title contains shameless displays of pseudo-incest between step-siblings so scandalously hot it could get them arrested for starting a fire on a crowded bus!
Excerpt:
“Emy…” It was a whisper, his pet name for her, leftover from when he couldn’t quite say his L’s.
In her sleep, she shifted, the Birkenstocks she had worn in honor of their California trip left somewhere on the floor, her long skirt riding up her thighs as she snuggled closer to him in the dark.
“Oh, god, Emy…” His breath in her ear made her shiver, and she came out of her dream in a haze, finding herself curled around her brother, her breasts pressed against his side, her thighs over his.
“Danny?” she whispered, realizing she was practically sitting in his lap. His hand was resting on her knee, his other arm holding her close. He didn’t answer her, and she gazed at his sleeping face, knowing he must be dreaming.
She kissed his cheek, smiling, wondering what he was dreaming about. His expression was almost pained in the dim light, and he whispered her name again, shifting and pressing his hips up in his sleep. That’s when she knew. He couldn’t hide anything in the sweats he had worn for the long trip. When she felt his erection against her bare thigh, she gasped softly, her eyes widening.
Emily flushed, moving slowly, trying to disentangle herself from him in the dark. He instinctively held onto her tighter, his hand sliding further up her leg, gripping her thigh. Her heart raced, and she didn’t want to admit it, but there was a slow heat growing between her legs where the edge of his hand was resting. His face was buried in her hair now, his breath hot against her ear, making that thick pulse between her thighs even more insistent.
“You’re so beautiful, Emy,” he whispered, his lips moving over her cheek, and now the hand between her legs moved too, fingers moving lightly over the damp crotch of her panties.
“Danny,” she whispered again, and for the second time today, words that should have been an admonishment came out as something else. It sounded like a plea. Oh my god, what is he doing?
She shifted, trying to get away or get closer, she wasn’t sure which, and he pulled her fully into his lap, settling her bottom against the saddle of his hips. She could feel his erection—my god, he felt huge, like steel heat against her behind. He cradled her like that, kissing her neck as his fingers edged aside the elastic edge of her panties.
“We… Danny, we…” Her whispered words were lost as his lips found hers. This was no brotherly kiss. His mouth was hot, slanting across hers, his tongue probing gently, like his fingers between her legs.
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Sibling Lust: In the Fold by Selena Kitt
Selena Kitt’s *Sibling Lust*—where naughty thoughts and wicked temptations bring the sibling taboo fantasy to life.
Stepsisters Rachel and Abby belong to a closed religious sect called The Hands of God. By day, they’re both innocent and pious, following Daddy Zeke’s orders—but by night, these two sensual, wanton sisters share the same bed, breaking their spiritual covenant but creating bonds stronger than any man or God could tear asunder.
Selena Kitt Single
Short Story—Big Bang!
(approx 3,500 words)
Warning: This title contains shameless displays of pseudo-incest between stepsisters so brimstone-hot it could send them to hell for eternity—but it would be worth it!
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Excerpt:
“I wanted to touch his hair,” I whispered and Abby giggled.
“I wanted to touch more than that,” she said, putting her hand on my hip and pulling my belly fully against hers.
“Abby!” I was aghast. “He’s our half-brother!” Although, technically by blood, he was really only mine. We never thought of each other as anything but sisters.
She giggled again. “Well, I didn’t know he was our brother when I was thinking about it.”
“Well… you’re my sister.” I could feel her breasts pressed against mine now, mirrors of my own, small and pointed and pink-tipped.
“That’s different,” she whispered, stroking my cheek, brushing my hair out of my eyes. It was only at night that we could let our hair free. We should have braided it, as neither of us had ever cut our hair and it hung past our bottoms. We often woke in a tangled blonde mess in the morning.
“Why?” I asked, feeling her thighs against mine, the familiar ache between my legs.
“We’re girls, silly.” She tilted my chin up and kissed me. She tasted like apples, clean and sweet and delicious. Her tongue found mine and I moaned softly, reaching between my legs and cupping my mound, as if I could stop the ache there, although really I had discovered only one thing that could.
Abby took my hand and placed it between her legs and I rubbed her through her long white nightgown, little electric jolts running through my body from every contact point with hers—her hand on my breast, her tongue and lips against mine, her other hand pulling my nightgown up and stroking my thigh.
She rolled on top of me then, straddling me and lifting her nightgown up over her head, tossing it to the floor. Her hands edged mine up too, the material rubbing across my nipples, making me shudder. Then her mouth was there, sucking and licking at them, and I could feel the heat of her wetness as she rocked her mound against mine. It was always such a delicious tease, her lips rubbing against mine like that. It made me moan and whimper.
“Shhhh,” Abby urged, kissing her way down my belly. “Don’t wake Daddy Zeke.”
“Ohhh!”My voice was barely a whisper as I spread my thighs for her, feeling her parting my lips with her fingers, her tongue searching and finding that tender, swollen bud at the top of my cleft.
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Girls Only: New Year’s Resolution by Selena Kitt
Selena Kitt’s *Girls Only*—where the girls get naughty together, but it feels oh, so good!
Tina’s New Year’s resolution brings out the explorer in her partner, Beth, and the two women go on a mission to find the perfect new toy for their sexual adventures.
Selena Kitt Single
Short Story—Big Bang!
(approx 3,500 words)
Warning: This title contains hot panty-melting girl-on-girl action!
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Excerpt:
“Like it?” Tina’s voice was husky as she met Beth’s eyes in the mirror. Beth just nodded, swallowing hard as Tina pulled her t-shirt off, so that she was completely naked except for the strap-on and mesh panties. “How about now?”
“Fuck, baby!” Beth breathed, her hand pressing between her legs over the crotch of her jeans.
“Yeah.” Tina’s hips swayed as she came forward, pressing the black cock to Beth’s lips. “I am… I’m gonna fuck you so good and hard…”
Beth groaned, licking and sucking the head of the dildo, her eyes on her girlfriend’s face.
Tina smiled. “Play with yourself, baby. I want to watch.”
Beth unsnapped and unzipped, wiggling her jeans and panties down her hips to her knees. Her pussy—just as smooth and soft as Tina’s; they shaved each other every other day—was soaking wet and her fingers sank easily into her flesh.
“Think this thing has batteries?” Tina mused, searching for and finding the “on” switch. The vibrating egg between her legs began to hum and she gasped, her eyes half-closing in pleasure. “Ohhh yes… batteries included… thank god!”
Beth groaned around the shaft of the dildo as Tina’s hips rocked, pressing the head of the cock deeper into her throat. Her clit was throbbing and she rubbed it in fast circles as Tina fucked her mouth.
“That feels so gooooood, baby,” Tina moaned, rolling her hips as she pressed forward. Beth knew that the vibrating egg was rubbing right against the blonde’s clit through the disposable panties, and that the harder she pressed, the better it felt. “God, I can’t wait to fuck you with this big cock…”