This selection does not fit perfectly into an incest category but I believe the activity can be described as taboo. All sexual activity is between persons over the age of eighteen and is at least semi-consensual. Be forewarned that every kind of kink that this author could think of is included herewith. Hope you enjoy.
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As students of history know it was traditional in many societies, especially in certain upper crust segments, for a bride's family to pay a cash dowry to the groom or his family as a reward for taking the bride off her family's hands. In some cases the dowry was paid in the form of land, livestock, or other valuable items. This is the story of an extraordinarily rich man who believes his son should marry a woman of their same social class and to prove it he is demanding a dowry.
When Benett Richards found out that his son, Collin, was getting profoundly serious about his latest girlfriend he asked when he would have the opportunity to meet her. Bennett was a widower as his wife had died a few years back in a plane crash. Ever since then he felt an extra responsibility for their three kids, William, Elizabeth, and the youngest Collin. He did his best to raise them right. Collin suggested that he bring her over that very night. Curious Bennett asked him the woman's name and date of birth.
As soon as Collin left Bennett did some online research and had an investigator do a quick background check on her as well. It seemed extremely likely that Darcy DeBerg was using Collin to improve her standard of living, likely a gold-digger. He called his son and asked if he were about to propose to Darcy and Collin confirmed that he would pop the question that very evening at their dinner.
Without criticizing his choice of a bride he suggested a pre-nuptial agreement. After some discussion they worked out the terms which Bennett would have their lawyer Email over before the happy couple's arrival. Collin already knew that Bennett would also want a dowry but would leave the terms to his father but he thought Darcy's family had more money than they really did.
It was obvious why Collin fell for Darcy in addition to having a cute and outgoing personality she was one of the sexiest women Bennett had ever seen. She was five and a half feet tall with long ravishing brunet hair, tantalizing green eyes and legs that went on forever. In some ways Darcy was a perfect likeness to his late wife with an exceptionally large ass and breasts that were, at least, C cups and she was dressed to kill. Bennett was having a tough time keeping his eyes off of her fine figure.
The dinner was very pleasant and over dessert Collin got down on one knee and proposed with a ring. Of course, Darcy accepted with tears of joy. After a few minutes Bennett brought out the pre-nuptial agreement which Darcy did not even bother to read before signing as she figured it was only paper and she would be able to get a lawyer to override it if they ever split.
After toasting the happy news with sparkling wine and some small talk Bennett asked her to his office as there was something that he needed to talk with her about. Collin was not worried as he figured that this would be about the dowry which knowing his dad would be put aside for Collin and Darcy's children as it was mostly symbolic being a family tradition.
Bennett had previously had all of the seats removed except his chair which he sat in as Darcy came into the room. She stood nervously in front of him as he beckoned her closer until she was only three feet in front of him.
Bennett: "Do you really love my son?"
Darcy: "Oh yes, very much."
Bennet: "Do you realize you practically get none of his money if you split in the next five years and don't have full access to split the assets equally for 20 years?" He saw her face fall slightly but she recovered quickly still figuring that it was only a piece of paper.
Darcy: "I have no intention of divorcing; I do love him."
Bennett: "Do you get a tingle every time he walks into a room?"
Darcy: "Of course, he is wonderful."
Bennett: "That is good to hear. But Darcy there is the matter of a dowry. It is custom for any woman marrying into this family for her parents to pay me a dowry of $25,000. How soon can I expect it?"
Darcy: "My parents don't have it," she was now fidgeting. Collin had told her that was coming but neither expected the sum to be any more than a small token in the hundreds of dollars not near this substantial amount.
Bennett: "Let's see, are your nipples hard thinking about my son suckling on them?"
Darcy: "Ah, yes of course," the girl was confused about this line of sexual questioning.
Bennett: "Does your mouth water thinking about sucking a big thick cock and making it splash into your throat?" Her nerves were on high alert even as she felt the beginnings of a tingle below.
Darcy: "Mr. Richards...ah...yes, I guess," she stammered figuring this was some kind of test.
Bennett: "I bet your panties are getting moist standing there and I bet they get wetter just thinking about having your hairy pussy being eaten," he said scooting the chair a bit closer to her.
Darcy: "I suppose, but what is the point of this?" She noticed how much closer he was to her. He then completely closed the gap and wrapped his feet around her legs while placing his hands on her hips.
Bennett: "Well, it is like this, since you do not have the money I figure you can pay the dowry by spending some private very personal time with me, I figure about one hundred hours should do. They would not have all to be done before your wedding just the vast majority of them," he pulled her crotch to his face and inhaled her aroma and could tell that she was wet as the smell was very strong.
Darcy: "Mr. Bennett what are you doing? What do you mean, one hundred hours doing what?" she knew what he meant but needed confirmation. She was already debating whether capturing Collin was worth one hundred hours of god knows what with his father.
Bennett: I must say you smell delicious Darcy. I think you know what the one hundred hours will consist of. Basically, you will give me liberties with your body...some pretty kinky liberties if you want to marry my son. Family tradition is such that I know Collin will not marry you unless I approve and that, he knows, means that the dowry is paid one way or another. He does not have to know that you are paying with your very sexy body." His hands were cupping her ass and giving it a squeeze.
Darcy: "What the fuck? I cannot do it," she protested even as she was getting more and more turned on feeling his face rubbing against her crotch and his hands digging into her ass cheeks.
Bennet: "That is fine. Go ahead and walk out and tell Collin that the wedding is off because your family cannot pay the dowry," he leaned back but with his hands still on her rump.
Darcy: "Fuck, you are a son of a bitch. I guess I do not have a fucking choice! I love Collin and if this is the only way that I can marry him I'll do it you fucker," she had fucked men for less so she thought she could get through this. Her body sagged in surrender.