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My TRUE childhood experiences with my cousin

I’m Dan, and this is the story of my incestuous childhood experiences with my cousin Jessica. We are both the same age; her a week older than me, born in 1991. This may not be the most thrilling, explicit or erotic story you’ll read, but I promise you that it is 100% true. I’m writing this to share my experiences with you, and also to read them back myself, and remember the fun times we had!

Fantasy

Daddy’s Girl Part 1

I walked into the house after a boring day at school. Daddy wasn’t home yet because he works late so I relaxed on the couch. It was so hot that I had to change into a pair of shorts and a tank top. I also pulled my long black hair up into a ponytail. After an hour, Daddy pulled up to the house and came in. He looked exhausted. It was 5pm and he had been at work since 6am. He works at a law firm and is currently working on a very difficult case. That usually keeps him at the office all day. I go over to hug him and return to the couch. He joins me after putting away his coat and briefcase. He leans back against the couch with his eyes closed. I can’t help but scan over his body.
It’s embarrassing, and probably inappropriate, but I’ve been attracted to my daddy for over a year now. I’m 17 now. He’s only 36 having had me when he was just a kid himself. My mother, or Tina as I call her, figured having a kid wasn’t important enough to stick around. She’d rather get wasted and trip on anything she could get her hands on. I haven’t seen her since I was about 3. I don’t really remember her. Daddy still keeps pictures of her though. He was heartbroken for some reason. ‘You’ll never get over your first love’ is what he always says. I see the way he looks at me sometimes. He has this sad look in his eyes. Compared to the pictures I have seen, I do look a lot like her. We both have long, wavy black hair and hazel eyes. Our noses are the same as well as our creamy white skin tone.
Daddy is slightly taller than me. He has short brown hair and brown eyes. He’s got a slight tan from being pure Italian. His chest is very well toned. And he has the sweetest and sexiest smile. I can’t help but daydream about having his strong arms wrap around me like a lover and not like a father. His voice snaps me out of my dream.
“How was your day Sweetheart?” He looks over at me and smiles. My heart melts at this. I love it when he calls me ‘sweetheart’ or ‘baby girl’. I smile back at him.
“It was okay. How was work Daddy?” He sighs and shakes his head, saying something about how the client he has keeps changing his story around. He’s afraid he might lose this case. “Don’t worry Daddy. You’re amazing. I know you can win.” He smiles at that and strokes my cheek.
“Thank you Sweetheart. You always know how to make me feel better. Now what would you like for dinner?” He gets up and heads to the kitchen. I follow his lead. We both look around in the cabinets and can’t find anything we are in the mood for. We end up ordering pizza.
“Daddy, can we start a movie before the pizza gets here?” I ask him hopefully. I love watching movies with him because we get to cuddle on the couch together, especially if it’s a scary movie. He tells me to go pick out a movie and meet him in the living room. I head upstairs to my room to grab a movie and change. I put on one of the old t-shirts Daddy let me have from when he was in college. It’s long enough that I can just wear a pair of underwear underneath. I grab ‘Saw’ and head downstairs. Daddy is already on the couch. I pop the movie in and sit down next to him. He wraps an arm around me and pulls me closer.
“I won’t be woken up in the middle of the night to you crawling in bed with me will I?” Daddy says laughing. ‘I wish I could crawl into bed with him every night’ I blush as I imagine that.
“No Daddy, I’m a big girl now.” I say giggling. He kisses my forehead and looks back to the screen as the movie starts. I snuggle closer to him as the movie continues but have to move when the doorbell rings. I answer the door and get the pizza from the delivery guy. I go into the kitchen to get plates for us. When I sit back down, Daddy starts the movie again. We eat in silence and go back to cuddling until the movie is over. By that time, I am half asleep with my head in Daddy’s lap. I feel Daddy nudge my arm to wake me. I want to stay like this for a little longer so I pretend to be asleep. He waits for a minute and then I feel his hand start to stroke my hair. I sigh happily and enjoy it. Then his other hand moves down over my shoulder.
“Amy, sweetie, are you awake?” He whispers. I say nothing and a few seconds later his hand moves down farther. Then it stops, like he’s thinking. Slowly his hand slides over the curve of my side and rests on my hip. I stop breathing momentarily. What is he doing and why? I’m so nervous but I don’t want him to stop. His hand rubs up and down my hip a few times before it starts to slide over my thigh. Unfortunately, he stops and clears his throat. “Sweetheart, you need to wake up. It’s getting late.” I pretend to wake up and get off his lap. For a second I thought I felt something against my cheek while he was rubbing my hip. But I ignored it. I lean over and kiss his cheek, saying goodnight. He says goodnight and I head upstairs to my room.
I lay on my bed smiling to myself. I can’t believe he was touching me like that. What could have brought that on? Maybe he feels the same way that I feel. The only problem is finding out if he does. I can’t just go up to him and ask. I laid there for a while thinking of ways to bring it up. Finally I decided on something. I would just pretend like I was scared after all and sneak into his room. I waited until I knew he would be at least half asleep before I got up. I figured I would take off my underwear and bra. Yes, I am an optimist. I head over to his room and open the door quietly.
“Daddy, are you up?” I whisper into the darkness. I hear him move slightly. So I ask again. This time he sits up and looks around confused.
“What’s wrong baby girl?” He mumbles sleepily. I walk over to his side of the bed.
“Daddy, you were right, I am scared. Can I please sleep in your bed tonight?” I ask innocently. He thinks it over for a second and nods. Then he rolls back over to sleep. I smile and crawl over him to the other side and slip under the covers. I move close to him and press my back against his chest. He loosely wraps his arm over my side and holds me. Usually this would be normal. But I feel something pressing against my lower back this time. I gasp realizing what it is. But I feel my heart race at the same time. I slowly and quietly roll over to face him. Making sure he is once again asleep, I slip my hand under the blanket and down his body. I stop when I feel something bulging from his boxers.
Biting my lip nervously, I wrap my hand around the outside of his throbbing cock. It feels huge and hard. It twitches in my grip and I look up at him. He is still asleep but I hear a quiet moan escape his lips when I slide my hand up and down a few times. I become bolder and pull his cock through the hole in his boxers. When I grip it this time he flinches slightly. I pause for a second and then go back to slowly stroking him. I am in shock that I am doing this right now. Scared that he might wake up, I put his boxers back into place and begin to roll over. Daddy’s arm wraps around me and he pulls me back. I look up at him and he’s awake. He whispers in my ear:
“Why did you stop baby girl? That felt so good.”

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Marching Band (Part 7)

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Gypsy Wife, PTA Mom

Gypsy Wife–PTA Mom
by Willing Wimp
My wife, Gina, loves to play dress-ups and to play-act. Her favorite dress-up role is that of a gypsy. It all started innocently enough. Gina is a PTA Mom and we were participating in a charity event. As part of the fundraiser, she volunteered to be a Fortuneteller.
We set up a tent within the community fair, complete with candles, crystal ball. That first time, Gina found just the right outfit to accentuate her abundant, wavy chestnut hair that cascades to between her tanned shoulder blades. She wore a peasant blouse of thin cotton that rested loosely on her brown shoulders and scooped over her bouncy melons. Her mid-calf skirt was also translucent and loose with little sparkles running through it. Gina’s legs were clearly visible through the thin material.
She wore sandals with heels. The sandals strapped midway up her calf. To those with good night vision, or when the light caught her right, her thong bikini was visible under the skirt. I was her assistant dressed as a gypsy as well, but keeping in the shadows.
The role-playing brought out an amazing new side of Gina. She exuded sex. Her breasts heaved and seemed to beckon for play. Her dark eyes smoldered, and completely melted me. And I wasn’t the only one. Soon, word must have spread, and the neighborhood men, in particular, were lining up to have their fortunes told. She stayed in character, and flirted outrageously with each man, making each one think she was dying to get into his pants. She would read their palms, by taking their hands in hers and pulling them close to her cleavage, so they could openly stare down her blouse.
As she would tell their fortune, in all cases filled with sexual innuendo, she would rub and play with their hands, usually making comments about how she could tell from a man’s fingers what his other appendages were like. I kept in the shadows, watching with a mixture of intense jealousy and
fascination.
Gina got an instant reputation among the men in the community. And men started stopping by our house at all times for one excuse or another. Gina remained flirtatious in a friendly way, but without the gypsy costume, stayed in character as a suburban housewife, and did not stray from her marital vows.
But I think we both got a taste of something more exciting, and we wanted to experiment with the gypsy wife.
One evening, with my encouragement, and with no charity as an excuse, Gina got dressed up again. I could feel the transformation, as she swayed in front of me in her gypsy skirt. I watched her legs, those of a natural dancer. Taut, muscular, beautifully shaped. She wore dangling earrings, deep red lipstick and nail polish, and heavy eye make-up to accentuate her dark, sultry eyes. As she came into character, she seemed to suck the power right out of me and into her. She became potent, vibrant, alive, and I felt weakened, diminished, hardly able to support my weight on wobbly knees.
We decided to head out of town to a sleazy bar and dance hall that had a rather rough reputation. She let me go in the bar first and decide whether it looked like the right atmosphere–dark and smoky–with plenty of single men. By prearrangement, If I didn’t come back out, but found a place at the bar to settle in, Gina would make her entrance about five minutes after my arrival.
As soon as she walked in the room, heads turned her way. First thing, she sauntered over to me. I offered her a cigarette and a drink, and made a point of fawning over her in a nervous way, acting as though we were strangers. Although accepting my drink and cigarette, she made a point of ignoring me and checking out the male meat. As I talked to her, she wouldn’t look at me, but made herself busy making eye contact with other guys. She did this until one of them came right up and took her away from me.
He was a big guy, well over 6 feet tall and in the 200-plus pound range, whereas I am about 5’8″ and closer to 160. He took her to a booth, and after a drink from there to the dance floor. He was wearing a white “wifebeater” undershirt, which showed off not only his bulging biceps and chest, but also an intricate display of tattoos on his arms and shoulders. He looked tough and, to me at least, quite intimidating.
Gina is a terrific dancer, and can put on quite a show. But by the first slow dance, this guy was grabbing her ass and slobbering on her neck and shoulders, and they were barely swaying to the music. She wasn’t dancing, but she was responding. Her hands ran up and down his back and her fingers moved through his hair. Before long they were kissing, long and wet, open mouthed.
Arm in arm, she brought him over to introduce him to me. I was too stunned to talk, or even to remember his name. She ordered me to get the car to drive them back to our place.
I brought the car around, and they piled into the back-seat. During the drive, they were necking the whole time. No conversation, just groans and moans, as I drove home in silence, my head pounding with jealousy and my stomach heavy with a feeling of my own inadequacy. At the same time, my below-average-sized dick was hard as a rock. There was no denying that despite the sick feeling, I was also highly turned on.
I quietly arranged the rearview mirror so that I could catch the action in the back-seat. Gina’s dress was high off her thighs, and the guy’s hands were already busy playing with her pussy when they weren’t fondling her breasts. When we got home, he actually carried her into the house and up to our bedroom. It was as though I wasn’t even there. They both were so into each other that they ignored me entirely. I could have been invisible. I followed them into the bedroom, but remained quietly to the side and out of
their way, being the silent, quiet voyeur.
They had wild, passionate sex completely unlike anything I had experienced with Gina. He was rough on her, and she was equally rough on him. I was quite taken aback by her aggressive, animal abandon. I watched her dig her nails into his back, as they bit and clawed each other. In contrast, our love making has always been quiet and gentle. I didn’t know the same woman could respond so completely differently sexually to another man.
I made another discovery. Usually intercourse for me lasts about 5 minutes after perhaps 10 minutes of “warming” Gina up. My erection is short-lived, we almost always use the missionary position, under the covers, in the dark, my orgasm comes quickly, and then I fall asleep, never going for seconds. This guy, however, seemed to last forever, switching positions, the bed not a resting place at all, no covers, completely three-dimensional sex.
I don’t think they used the missionary position at all. He was banging Gina every which way. And she was taking him in her mouth, from behind, and with her legs wrapped around him. To my chagrin, this guy was also very well hung. A long, full, truly impressive cock that stayed hard, as he stayed in control, bringing Gina to crashing orgasm after orgasm.
That night, I curled up on the floor next to our marriage bed after the gypsy lovers had finally fallen asleep exhausted in each other’s arms. In the morning, the guy let himself out. I have no idea how he got back to wherever he came from. I spent the morning, nursing Gina as though she had survived a traumatic experience. Breakfast in bed, gentle, gentle, gentle wake up.
Her body was bruised. She had bite and suck marks on her neck and breasts. I traced them with my fingers. Gina pulled my head to her, and I gently kissed all the places that had been treated so roughly. We moved quietly, wordlessly. I was weeping, as I slowly moved down from suckling her breasts, lower, lower, until I was directly breathing the earthy smell of her night of debauchery, my mouth and nose resting on her mons veneris. Tentatively, I stretched my tongue, tasting the bitter aftermath.
I stayed with her, and kept tonguing her until I had cleaned away the sour taste and restored her sweetness. She had a sleepy orgasm, and pulled me up between her legs and let me come inside her. After a nap, I fixed Gina a nice bath. and laid out her suburban housewife clothes to resume our life of normalcy.
But we are anything but normal. We have both discovered her sexual appetite, and my submissive voyeuristic enabling of her quest for sexual excitement.
Gina has tried other forms of dress-ups and play-acting, including whore, nurse, French maid, and dominatrix. But I think her favorite remains the Gypsy Wife. Dressing like this transforms Gina into a cat on the prowl. As a gypsy, she becomes a seductress par excellence, hungry for a man who can take her and try to tame her. I know I am not that man. When she dresses for action, it makes me wimp out and grovel at her feet. I can hardly stand up when she’s near, but sink to my knees in awe of her sexual power and beauty. She responds to this display with contempt and abuse, shoving me aside with her foot and telling me I’m hardly a man at all. I beg her to let me help her find a real man, and she will let me take her to a bar or dance hall to watch the seductress at work. I become the eager assistant, the invisible voyeur, and after it is over, the tender husband.
I worship Gina. Although others would find our marriage strange and perverse, it is actually quite filled with love and mutual understanding. She has had many assignations, and seems completely happy both with me and with her lovers, some of whom are favorites and invited back for repeat performances. When she isn’t dressing up and play-acting, however, she is a great PTA Mom, a pillar of the local community.
Proudly signed,
Willing Wimp

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An early return from a business trip

Author’s Note: I hope you Enjoy the story. Feedback, and Comments, even Critisizam is much Appreciated. I will admit I am a Horrible Speller. This is a story I thought up, and it took me a few hours to put it down(about 6). Sorry, but being Single, and horney contributed to the story, but not getting any for years doesn’t help as I was hard almost the entire time I took to write the story.

True Story

Trying New Things

My name is Bryce, I’m 5’11” 165 lbs, toned swimmer’s build, blue eyes, and kinda curly dirty blond hair. I was a completely straight, jock type, fraternity guy that was until Beth decided she wanted to change all that. She was quite the fun girl, long dark hair, green eyes, slender toned build accompanied with nice legs covered with a soft tan skin that complemented her perky tits and cute ass. The first time I hooked up with her I quickly realized that she very much enjoyed trying new things with me. We got back from the bar after having some drinks; upon entrance to my room (I share a house with 4 guys) we began making out and stripping each other down. She yanked down my pants and boxers before going down on me as i just laid there and enjoyed the view of her naked her figure. She took my now very hard and thick cock that stood at a little less than 8 inches into her mouth with her other hand gripping my ass. The attention she gave my ass surprised me but wasn’t necessarily anything new. Out of nowhere though she slid two fingers up my previously untouched asshole, getting them in quite deep right away. A shock and fear ran over me as I jerked away instinctively, Beth held me there though working her fingers in and out of me just as she eagerly sucked me up and down. The new sensation built inside me to the point that massaging my asshole overwhelmed me to the point I gave in and actively aided her in fingering me. The combination sent me over the edge exploding in her mouth. From then on my ass was hers and this practice became regular with Beth, she loved lightly teasing me on how I love having my ass toyed with, surprisingly to me I really did like it, the attention she gave me would make me groan or moan out in absolute pleasure. And so fingering it, led to strap-ons, she had me suck on hers, that she apparently had used previously with women, and then gave my ass the attention it so clearly craved as a means of switching things up every once in a while. I came to LOVE this kind of attention more and more each time actively looking forward to her toy spreading and filling my ass. Then one night after a particular vigorous use of my ass Beth said, after smacking me and removing her incredible fake cock from my ass, “Maybe I should have you do stuff with men, you clearly love my strap on and real cock is just so much better, I’m sure you will agree.” As she said this she forced the tip of the strap on back into my ass teasing me while I was on all fours for her, I moaned out in response. “See you love having your ass filled, don’t you?” she sensually said leaning over me. I responded between my moans saying, “you know that I will never do things with guys… that’s simply not my thing at all.” All of this is just a precursor to what she had planned.
Well we were drinking one night and she decided she wanted to tie me up on all fours. We went back to her place and we both stripped, I got her naked first running my hands all over her body kissing her neck and down her body as I leaned over her while she was on her back. Beth pushed me over so that I was on my back and began to guide my clothes off to the point that I was completely nude as well. She began to kiss my neck and run her hands down to my cock, gripping it teasing me clearly. She leans in to my neck, “I have something in mind for tonight, I think you’ll love it” and with that gave my ass a very hard squeeze. “Did you get a new toy” I asked excited with my arms draped around all she did was look back up and respond smirking at me, “something like that, now give me your hands” She took them and turned me over, tieing them quite snugly to her bed posts using some sort of silky tie and then did the same to my ankles so that I was tied snugly on all fours.
After teasing my ass a bit ashe tells me she has something new for me and all of a sudden she brings in two of her older, bi, guy friends who she’s told me about before but I’d never actually met. Shock and fears runs across my body immediately panic sinks in as I realize now what she has planned.
These guys were both very hung and fit, they started talking down to me almost immediately it was clear that Beth had previously set this up. I completely freaked out at first and said I wasn’t into this sort of thing, although I was at the same time noticeably aroused. The two guys began to strip completely nude and they started to grip and tease my ass while Beth gave them advice.
They all began to tell me what they had planned how they were going to make me love cock and do everything imaginable to me. I was terrified but completely turned on somehow, I started arching my back for them, giving them my ass, moaning a little bit. I couldn’t believe how I all of sudden wanted this. The attention they were giving my ass felt so great.
One of the guys, Mike, put his hand firmly on my lower back and began to lube up my still very tight and innocent ass. He began to roughly finger my ass while Beth and the other guy, Tyson, he was a black guy, watched me moan and writhe around on the bed still tied helplessly. As it became more and more clear that I was turned on by this, the language they used towards me became more and more vulgar.
They would say things like I was going to be turned into their cock slut, or slave, and I found this sort of talk incredibly arousing. The commented on how I clearly loved being penetrated and that I needed more. They were rough and demeaning with me; determined to use and break in my tight innocent virgin ass. Mike gripped my hips and then positioned his thick cock at my ass (his cock was a bit bigger than mine, a little more than 8 inches). I looked back and saw it for the first time, my eyes got huge when I realized just how big the cock that was about to rammed into my ass was. My stomach dropped and then I felt his hand shove my head into the pillows and I bit my lip hard as he began to force his cock into me, I couldn’t help moaning and screaming out a bit as he did this, which was of course to the delight of the other two watching me take this.
He began to work it into me gradually. The pain was incredible I felt as though I was being split in two, he was patient with me though and I was increasingly eager to arch my back and take more and more of it. I could feel the shaft of his cock stretching my tight ass open ripping it wide, I would scream and yell breathlessly as he would thrust into me going deeper and deeper. Beth had her hands on my neck and shoulders, talking to me telling me: “Oh you love having your ass fucked, don’t you! Arch your back for that cock, moan for more, I can tell you love it. I’ve been wanting to do this to you for so long now.”
As this point I had adjusted to the size of his cock somewhat and truly did love it, I was moaning and wanting it more, thrusting my ass back at him, pre-cum had already been running down my cock as he would repeatedly ram my ass, I could feel his thick cock head nailing my prostate making me scream out every time my own cock bursting a huge load of cum with out even being touched. Then I felt his cock swell and knew he must be about to explode, I felt him unleash it inside me as he squeezed my ass hard and buried his cock in me completely at the same time.
After he exploded in my ass and filled me with cum, I kind of collapsed on the bed soaking in everything that just happened. I felt his load of hot cum leak out my ass a bit and run down the back of my thighs as he pulled out, smacking my now very sensitive ass. He ran two fingers on my thighs gathering up some cum and then put it in my open, waiting mouth making me lick up my first ever drop of cum. He smirked, “you’re our little slut now aren’t you?” I blushed and swallowed as Mike looked to Tyson, “he’s all yours now.”
Then they untied me and put me on my back. You can imagine what they did to me after that,Tyson kinda lifted my hips up a bit as he stood at the edge of the bed and the buried his thick hard black cock easily into my now somewhat stretched and well lubed ass.
I felt the intense pleasure immediately this time. He got it all the way in almost right away, the pain struck me a bit as he was just a bit bigger than Mike thicker and longer. I moaned a lot and he wrapped my legs around him a bit. He pummeled my ass just relentlessly, it was obvious that what he had watched done to me just a few minutes ago had him very worked up. Mike was watching with Beth they were still talking down to me saying all sorts of things that I can’t even recall. I was so overwhelmed and my head was spinning.
Beth ended up having Mike get on his knees above me on the bed with one on each side of my neck and he put his big white cock into my innocent untrained mouth, insisting that I “learn how to suck cock.” I opened my mouth as he gripped the back of my head and slid his cock in, making me gag almost immediately as Tyson gripped my hips harder holding me in place as he fucked my ass over and over again. I sucked hard, I loved the feel of cock in my mouth almost as much as I loved it in my ass. I tried not to gag but it was impossible not too.
They kept saying how I was turned into a slut and things like that, Mike grabbed my arms and pinned them against the bed above my head. He began to fuck my throat with great force holding me down leaning over me as Tyson continued to brutally punish my broken in ass. I kept gagging over and over as I felt Tyson ready to cum, he exploded deep inside me just as Mike had done, The cum overflowing my ass running out every which way was possible. My ass felt like it was on fire they had fucked it til it was raw.Tyson pulled out commenting about how it felt to destroy my ass, thanking Beth for helping turn me and Mike was close I could feel his incredible cock swell in my throat and then he pulled out a bit ordering my mouth open. I obeyed as he came in my mouth and on my face as well. I licked up and swallowed what I could as it ran down my face and neck.

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Forbidden Sibling Treasure — Chapter II: Pearls of Wisdom

When Jasper crashes at their place one night, Pearl invites Emerald to observe her and Jasper’s nocturnal entertainment. What Emerald finds both shocks and intrigues her, leaving her with desires of her own.
P.S. I know this has been a long time in the making. Some technical difficulties and busy work schedules have made writing and posting difficult. I just hope my readers are still here, and that I’m able to attract some new ones. Enjoy!

Sex Joke

FATHER’S PET GOOSE

A man was taking a shower and his daughter walked in and saw the man nude and asked him what that thing hanging between his legs was called. He said it was his goose.
She said, “That doesn’t look like a goose.”
He said, “Sure it does.”
Then she asked if she could pet his goose and he said, “okay.”
About an hour later she went down stairs for breakfast and her mother asked her what was wrong with daddy?
She said, “I was petting his goose and it spit at me so I broke its neck, smashed its eggs, and lit its nest on fire.

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