Date: Wed, 21 Jul 1999 22:43:02 PDT
From: silent killer <kyoushuman@hotmail.com>
Subject: An Incestuous Life

An Incestuous Life (mf, mm, Mmm, mmm, ff, inc, cons)

Part One

by silent killer
kyoushuman@hotmail.com


The first experience I had with incest was when I was only about six. I
would play dirty games with my cousin Sheila. We would go a few yards into
the woods on her parents' property and pee in front of each other, which
quickly led to prolonged fondling of each other's genitals. She was about
my age and didn't know any more about sex and sexuality than I did, but we
were both definitely curious and innocent. She called my penis a "peter,"
and the name stuck for many years.

That lasted for about two years and then she decided that boys were icky
and stopped playing our games. A few months before that happened I started
playing the same game with my brother Darin, who was two years younger than
me. I liked watching him pee and then holding his hard little thing in my
palm, and he seemed to enjoy fondling my peter too. This stuff lasted
another few years and then it progressed to more active incestuous
activities like licking each other's dicks and sucking them.

Somewhere in the middle of all that, we spent two weeks at the beach with
just our mom, her sister Carole, Carole's husband Lewis, and their daughter
Nancy, who was five years older than me. Uncle Lewis was in his early
thirties at the time. It was his beachhouse, and one of his rules was no
sandy feet or wet bathing suits in the house. This meant that after every
time you went to the beach you'd have to get in one of the two deck showers
that Lewis had installed in front of his house. They were pretty big and
intended for more than one person to share, with solid doors that latched
shut. The very first time my brother Darin and I showered with Lewis, all
three of us got hard-ons. Lewis openly jacked off in front of us and
tweaked our little boners. He didn't make much noise since his wife, his
sister-in-law and his daughter were in the very next shower, and he smiled
and put his finger in front of his lips: Shhhh!

One day all the women went shopping and Lewis went to the beach with me and
Darin. Before lunch we came back to the house and got in the shower
together again. This time Lewis was already hard when he took his bathing
suit off. He sat on a little bench in the shower and asked us to sit with
him, and then we all played with each other's dicks for a long time, pretty
much without saying a word. Then Lewis stood up and faced us so he could
jack off and cum on the bench next to us. We just stared at him as he beat
off in our faces. The minute he finished spurting he grabbed a towel and
went into the house. Darin and I finished washing up and played with each
other for a minute, then grabbed some towels and went inside too. Lewis had
shut himself in his bedroom, so we watched TV in the living room until the
women came home. Lewis apparently fell asleep after his orgasm and his wife
Carole had to wake him up.

Nothing else happened until the day before we were supposed to leave. Lewis
and I went out night fishing on the ocean and caught a couple of baby
sharks, but that was it. In the shower we were both hard again and Lewis
asked if he could suck me. I shrugged because I didn't know what that was,
but when he sat on the bench and leaned over and sucked my peter into his
mouth, I thought it was great. I held his head there until I was too tickly
and sore to continue. Then he made me to it to him and I would have liked
it more if his penis hadn't been so big and he hadn't kept trying to ram it
down my throat. Finally he came on my tongue and I swallowed it
willingly. Lewis asked if I would ever tell on him and I said no. Then he
asked if I would do that stuff with Darin and I shrugged, which meant
"probably" and Lewis knew it. He said we could do it again next summer if
we wanted. But we never did, because Lewis divorced Carole around Christmas
of that year and we never got to go to his beach house or see him again.

When I was in fifth grade I met a kid named Eddie who soon introduced me to
all types of sexual stuff, and not long after that we included my brother
Devin in our games. It started with a Truth or Dare session and ended up
with all three of us naked and sucking each other on my bed. When Eddie
introduced us to anal sex we were eager to try it. Devin's dick was too
small to stay inside me or Eddie for long but Eddie and I could fuck each
other or Devin very easily. None of us were old enough to cum but we
enjoyed it all very much. This lasted throughout middle school too, up
until my freshman year in high school when I was 13. At one point it
included another kid in school with me and Eddie, but I can't remember his
name - it was Jay or Ray or Joe or something like that. That kid spent the
night with me at Eddie's about four or five times and each time we all had
plenty of sex.

When I was a freshman in high school, I finally started cumming during
masturbation. The first time that I came in Devin's mouth when he was
blowing me, he nearly vomited and he was really mad. After that Devin
wouldn't have sex with me any more no matter how much I asked, ever
again. So for most of my freshman year I was just a walking boner. Also I
started to become aware of how obsessed I was with incest. Up until now it
wasn't that big of a deal to me, but as I learned more about it and found
some related pornography and scientific literature, it grew into an
obsession. I fantasized about it all the time, about every member of my
family. I fantasized that every pair of siblings in my high school (there
were four, I think) were sleeping together.

The next incest-related thing that happened to me didn't actually involve a
family member, but it totally fueled my fantasies. I was stuck watching
these two bratty sisters while our moms went out somewhere and I hated it
until bath time, when the girls started playing with each other and I got a
hard-on. One was five and the other was seven, but they really liked poking
around in each other's holes. It made them giggle and blush and it got me
hard. As soon as they went to bed I locked myself in the bathroom and had a
huge fucking ejaculation all over the place. I cleaned it up and fell
asleep on the couch before our moms came back, and that was it for my
history with those two girls. But I fantasized about it for years
afterwards, to this very day. I imagine meeting them in a bar or something
and then going home with both of them and watching them do each other.

After that, the next really big thing was when I Devin and I stayed with
Carole and Nancy again during the summer that I turned 15. Nancy was
nineteen, nearly twenty, and Carole was in her mid to late forties. One
night Nancy and I stole some wine from her mom and went out drinking on the
beach. We ended up making out for a long time. She felt my bare cock when I
took it out of my shorts, and I was able to suck both of her tits for a
while. She said she wanted to fuck but we had no birth control, and then we
got into a long discussion about the past and we lost our heat. But the
next night before dinner, Nancy opened her backpack and showed me another
bottle of stolen wine and some condoms. After dinner we waited until dark
and then went out "for a walk." We went to a spot under the pier and Nancy
opened up her backpack and handed me the wine and condoms, then pulled out
a blanket and spread it underneath the pier in a deep shadow. We drank only
about a quarter of the wine and started kissing. We didn't need any more
wine to fortify our desires. She undressed me and sucked my dick for a
while, then she took off her clothes and guided me inside her. We totally
forgot about the condoms, so she kept reminding me to pull out before I
came and I did, but I came all over the insides of her thighs, so we
freaked out and spent about half an hour frantically wiping the cum away
and delicately washing her thighs and pussy with seawater. She said, "Next
time we'll use the condoms." And next time, about an hour later, we did use
the condoms and the sex was just as good.

Every night during our vacation, Nancy and I would go out (without the wine
now), find an isolated spot, and fuck for a couple of hours. Nancy told me
that she had never had a boyfriend before and she wanted to lose her
virginity before she went into the Navy. She said that she always thought I
was cute and I told her I had always wanted her. Towards the end we were
doing more talking than fucking, especially since we ran out of condoms,
but we would still fool around at least once per night, and both of us
would always cum.

For the first four months after that summer I pined for Nancy and wrote her
a lot of letters. I fantasized (to myself) for hours and hours about
marrying Nancy and legitimizing our beautiful incestuous relationship. But
once she stopped writing me, my dreams shattered and I soon got over the
whole thing.

The next thing I did that helped fuel my incest fantasies was sleep with a
couple of sisters. One was a junior in my classes at school, the other was
her younger sister who was in eighth grade. The junior was named
Alyson. She was a neo-hippie type with long straight hair and thrift-store
clothes that were either so tight that they showed off her ample curves or
so baggy that they revealed plenty of flesh. She didn't shave her armpits
but she had huge breasts, so when she wore baggy sleeveless T-shirts with
spaghetti straps you could glimpse both her armpit hair and tits if you
stood at her side while she raised her arm. But Alyson rarely wanted to
have sex or even make out, just a little light kissing, thank you very
much. When she got horny she would let me do anything I wanted to her but
she would never do anything to me. She was very passive and dull.

Alyson's little sister DeeDee was another story. She was a short, slightly
less busty version of her older sister, with medium-length frizzy black
hair instead of long brown hippie hair. She shaved her armpits and her
pussy, too. DeeDee liked to look at porn and she loved to fuck. So while I
was dating and demurely smooching with this good-looking 16-year-old hippie
chick, I was getting fucked and sucked by her little 13-year-old
sister. There were a few times when I would go over to Alyson's house
knowing that she was home alone with DeeDee, and that Alyson would have to
leave for piano practice in an hour or so. I'd coax Alyson into a little
making out and stick my finger in her pussy, then after she left I would go
and start making out with DeeDee and put that same finger either into
DeeDee's mouth or pussy. I never told DeeDee that I was doing that, but I
did make a lot of pointed suggestions about seducing her sister
together. DeeDee knew I was dating Alyson and sometimes expressed a
reluctant interest in making out with her sister, but as far as I know
nothing ever really happened.

I kept fucking DeeDee long after Alyson and I broke up, but it was
difficult to get this 13-year-old eighth grader out of the house on a
pretext. For a while we met at a church playground that was about two miles
from her house and we'd fuck and suck inside a playhouse. We nearly got
busted by cops and older couples several times so we decided to knock it
off until we could figure something else out, and that was pretty much the
end of that, unfortunately. We never did figure out another way to get
together and so we never did. There were a couple of times when I was older
(in my twenties) and I would call DeeDee to see if she wanted to meet or
something, but she never seemed interested.

Around this time was when I started to read a lot of incest-related
pornography that I either stole or found on computer networks. I was
determined to sleep with someone close to me in my family. Devin was not a
candidate, but both of my parents were, as were my aunts, uncles and
cousins, even my grandmother (my dad's mother) who was a widow and looked
gorgeous. My mom's parents were very old, highly unattractive, and crabby
old Christian fundamentalists, so they were ruled out completely. My
obsessive energy was mostly spent masturbating and scheming, but
occasionally I'd have an opportunity that I'd take advantage of. Several
times I peeped through my parents' bedroom and bathroom windows and saw
them both in various stages of undress. I secretly watched my dad jack off
a couple of times. I walked in on my aunt bathing and she wasn't
embarrassed at all - we managed to carry on a conversation even though I
was staring at her heaving, gleaming breasts the whole time. She had to
tell me to leave eventually because I just stopped talking and kept
staring. I jacked off in my room immediately afterwards. Also I was naked
in a steam room with my dad several times at his country club. I stared at
his cock a lot. It wasn't too hairy or long, but it was pretty thick and
looked heavy. I wanted to suck it but I couldn't figure out a way to do
it. Once it was me, Dad and Devin in the steam room and that was pretty
uncomfortable and weird. Another time Dad's brother, my uncle Henry, was
there with me and Dad. Henry got a huge hardon almost instantly and Dad
teased him about being a fag. I swear to god, Henry just played with
himself and laughed along with Dad's jokes. I got hard too and Dad and
Henry both made fun of me. Finally Dad left and I was just sitting there
staring at my uncle's hard dick. Henry just smiled at me and actually said
"Nice cock" before getting up and leaving. After that I was sure I could
fool around with Uncle Henry, but I never had any other opportunities to do
anything at all, at least when my Dad wasn't around.

I slept with a few other girls during that year but nothing really
remarkable happened, except for the first time that I had anal sex with a
girl. It was this slightly heavyset girl named Ruby who had the most
enormous tits in the school. She slept around a lot and her breasts were
legendary. She was sort of a tomboy and had virtually no female friends but
many male friends, most of them gay. I found myself making out with her one
night during a drunken party at someone's house. We found an unused room on
the second floor and the next thing I knew I'm behind her aiming my hard
dick at her asshole. It was easy to get inside, so I figured she had been
fucked with way a lot. I hadn't had my penis inside someone's ass since the
last time I had fucked my friend Eddie. It felt great and I came really
easily. Ruby rushed to a nearby bathroom and when she came back she was
ready for more, but I was so drunk I couldn't do anything for her
anymore. We had a month-long affair which consisted almost entirely of me
playing with/sucking her tits, eating her cunt, and fucking her ass. Ruby
was really wanton and friendly but near the end she started to treat me
more like a buddy than a lover, and when I tried to turn the conversation
to sex she wouldn't listen. It was the "let's just be friends" treatment
except spread out over several weeks instead of a single late-night phone
call. I eventually got the message and started looking for other people to
fuck, though I did stay friends with Ruby for a long time.

In my senior year Ruby introduced me to a blond, freckled sophomore named
Bobby who was pretty damn cute and very gay. We ended up driving out to the
waterfront and blowing each other one night, but that wasn't the big
deal. The big thing was when Bobby invited me to spend the night at his
house and I met his little brother Jimmy. After his parents went to bed
Bobby suggested a game of strip poker, and suddenly I knew what was going
to happen. As soon as I was completely naked, Bobby and Jimmy took turns
blowing me and then they stripped and we all fooled around for the rest of
the night. We fucked and sucked for hours, sucking cum out of each other's
mouths and asses. I really got off on watching the two brothers 69. That
was the best. The fact that I was caught up in this incestuous thing kept
me hard all night long. I had five orgasms, a new record for me, even if
the last three were just dribbles of juice leaking out of my dick. They
still felt fucking great. The best parts were when all three of us were
locked together, like when I fucked Bobby while he sucked Jimmy, or while
Bobby sucked me while Jimmy sucked him.

Jimmy went to sleep first and Bobby and I stayed up kissing and talking and
stroking each other. I told him that I didn't want this to end and he
agreed. I asked him how long he had been playing with his brother and he
said nearly five years. Bobby was 15 and Jimmy was 12, so this had been
happening since they were ten and seven. I got hard again from hearing the
story but my cock was so sore that I had to keep Bobby from even touching
it.

Just about every week after that, Bobby and I would fuck at least once,
usually just the two of us, but sometimes with Jimmy too. I'd go home with
Bobby after school during the week or drop by late in the evening on a
weekend. We'd go down to the rec room in his basement. After that, our
actions depending on circumstances beyond our control. If Bobby's parents
weren't home, we'd strip completely naked and have long, leisurely fuck and
suck sessions. If they were home, I'd pull my cock out of my zipper and
Bobby or Jimmy would make me cum, then the others would take their turns at
cumming. More than once we were almost caught, but we mostly did just fine.

During the time that I was fucking around with Bobby and Jimmy, I made some
progress with my own family. Inspired by countless cheesy mom/son incest
stories, I had gotten into the habit of offering Mom a massage whenever I
could. She usually took me up on it, too, but she was also usually fully
clothed. The massages never lasted more than fifteen minutes and I almost
never had an opportunity to make it sexual. I hardly even had a chance to
do anything besides rub her shoulders. Finally, one night after she
showered I offered to rub her feet and legs and she accepted. She sat on
the living room couch right next to my Dad and put her feet up on the table
so I could rub them. This wasn't the best opportunity to put moves on my
Mom, but with a little work I was able to get a glimpse of her hairy pussy
way back underneath her robe. As soon as she said "Thanks, I feel better
now," I went straight to my room and jacked off, imagining my sperm
splashing across my Mom's tongue, face, tits, belly, cunt, thighs,
buttocks.

Also, I spied on my dad jacking off a few more times, mostly while he was
alone in my parents' bedroom and I was outside the window. Every time I
dared myself to just go in there naked and start playing with his dick, but
I was sure he would kick my ass or yell at me or something.

There was one time when Dad and I were spending the weekend with Uncle
Henry in his New York City apartment. It was the summer after I graduated
from high school and it was hotter than hell. Dad slept in Henry's bedroom
because of his bad back, Henry slept on the couch next to the window air
conditioner and I slept on the floor. Henry and I were both in our
underwear and neither one of us were sleeping under sheets. I couldn't
sleep, I kept staring at his body and remembering that hard cock I'd seen
in the steam room. Finally I got up the nerve to creep across the floor and
stare at the lump in his boxers. After a few minutes of sitting there
breathing silently and being scared, I finally dared myself to reach inside
Henry's boxers and hold that piece of meat. He wasn't hard but it felt
great to be holding my uncle's cock like that. I pulled it out and looked
at it, licked it a few times, then got carried away and started sucking
it. Henry woke up about halfway through and held my head tightly while he
finished. I didn't care as long as I wasn't in trouble. He pistoned his
dick in and out my mouth smoothly and firmly but without
discomfort. Finally he came and I swallowed every bit, breathing loudly
through my nose the whole time. Henry called me a "sweet cocksucker" and
told me to stand up. He pulled off my underwear and revealed my hard dick,
which he immediately sucked. It was so cool to watch my uncle's face
swallowing up my shaft, to see those whiskered lips and cheeks bulging out
with his efforts. He yanked off his own underwear and played with himself
until he was hard again, then he made me lie on top of him in a 69 until I
came in his mouth. Then Henry made me bend over the couch and spread my
legs. I was hoping he would fuck my ass but instead he rimmed me, which was
the first time anyone had done that to me. I was in heaven, it was
wonderful. Then he sucked me again while he fingered my ass with two
fingers, and I shot a huge wad into his throat. Then he sat on the couch
and I knelt in front of him and sucked him some more until I was able to
drink another hot load of cum. Finally he got us some ice water and we sat
there sweating, naked, and drinking water in silence. He refilled our
glasses once and said that I could come visit him in New York any
time. Then he kissed me and put his underwear back on and rolled over on
the couch. I went back to my blanket on the floor and soon we were both
asleep.

Back in my hometown I was still messing around with Bobby and Jimmy. I told
Bobby about Henry and he thought it was really hot. We incorporated rimming
into our sexual activity after that. I asked Bobby if he had any uncles or
male cousins he'd want to fool around with but we didn't get anywhere with
that. Bobby was convinced that his whole family would kill him if they knew
he was gay, let alone what they would do if they found out he was fucking
and sucking with his little brother Jimmy. So I dropped the subject and
concentrated on pleasuring my two incestuous friends.

I finally had a good chance with my mom when my dad went back to New York
to see Henry and didn't take me with him. It was the dead of August and
even though the air conditioning was running full blast, Mom and I were
both hot. Again I offered to give her a massage right after she stepped out
of the shower and again she agreed, sitting down on the couch and propping
up her feet. I was wearing only boxers and I had a huge boner from the
first second I touched her. I rubbed at her feet and calves for a long
time, and when I looked up at her I realized she was sleeping lightly. I
called her name a few times and she didn't respond. I took my hard cock out
and stood in front of her, playing with it openly. No response. I gently
pried open her legs and slid the hem of her robe back far enough to see her
hairy pussy. Still no response. So I sat on the floor, stared at my mom's
cunt, and jacked off until I stained the edge of the couch with gobs of
cum. Very carefully I reached out with my finger and scooped up some of the
cum, then ran my fingertip over Mom's open cunt, leaving a streak of slimy
whiteness between her nether lips. I stood up, put my cock away, and closed
her legs so my cum would get squished into her cunt really well. Then I
pulled her robe back down and went up to my room to jack off.

The same thing happened again the next day, except this time when my mom
fell asleep she did a little snoring and shifted her legs so far apart that
her robe just kind of fell open, exposing not just her crotch but also most
of her tits. This time I jacked off into my own palm and then rubbed most
of the sticky mess between her cunt lips. I was putting my cock away when
she shifted again in her sleep and closed her legs tightly, twisting her
hips around like she was trying to rub my cum in herself. I felt cold and
terrified all of a sudden and I said "Mom? Are you awake?" No response, but
it was at that moment that I realized Mom may have been faking sleep.

Again, the next night I offered to massage her, but this time she led me to
her bedroom and laid down on her back. She said "Oh, your massages always
put me right to sleep, they're so nice, go ahead and start with my legs."
This time it was just like thirty seconds before she started making
sleeping, snoring sounds. I decided to try a trick. I said out loud, "Man,
it sure would be easier to rub Mom's legs if they were open." A few seconds
later she snorted and shifted in her "sleep" and lo and behold, her legs
came wide open. She also threw her arm over to the side which had the
effect of opening her robe completely, fully exposing her nakedness to
me. I pulled my hard cock out and started to jack off again. I noticed that
her pussy hair had been trimmed pretty neatly, providing a much better view
of her labia and clit. She was spread open and the inside of her cunt was
glistening and gently moving. She was horny. This time when I jacked off, I
aimed directly for her cunt and shot cum all over it. I didn't even bother
to rub it in with my hand, I just went straight to my room afterwards. She
must have fallen asleep in her room because I didn't see her for the rest
of the night.

After that there were no more massages or anything. She avoided me for a
long time afterwards, even up to the point that I went to college. When I
tried to hug her she would hold back a little bit, like she was afraid I
would deep-tongue her right there in front of Dad or whoever. I didn't
touch her again for years.

I was given two choices for college: New York City, where I could stay with
Uncle Henry, or in a small New England town where Carole lived along with
my dad's mother. I chose the New England town, which I'll call
Smithville. The college was huge and prestigious and the town was full of
expensive student apartments and tensions between "townies" and people who
were "with the school."

I didn't need a student apartment - I stayed with Carole in Nancy's old
room. Carole told me that Nancy decided to make a career out of the Navy
and only came home once or twice a year. First thing I did when I moved in
was frantically search the house for anything of Nancy's that would turn me
on, like old underwear or maybe an explicit journal. But aside from a lot
of photos and an old trunk in the attic full of her stuff, there was no
sign that Nancy had ever lived there.

Of course, now that I was in Smithville I had set my sights on both Carole
and my grandmother Veronica, or Vera as everybody called her. Plus I could
take a two-hour train ride to New York City and hook up with Henry anytime
I wanted to, so my incest obsession was still going full throttle.

Part Two is forthcoming.

In it you will read of the narrator's successful attempts to fuck his aunt
Carole and grandmother Vera. You will also hear about some of his exciting
visits to Uncle Henry, as well as his encounters with other college
students who have similar obsessions - including his wife-to-be. You'll
also learn about the endless possibilities for incest that our narrator
considers and implements when he and his wife decide to have children.