I first read incest stories when I was a teen girl. Since then, I've been writing my own (imaginary, as I'm an only child). More on that later. Since I

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I first read i***** stories when I was a teen girl. Since then, I’ve been writing my own (imaginary, as I’m an only child). More on that later.

Since I don’t have a brother nor a first cousin, I guess my best bet is to search my family tree and find some male second cousins. This would my closest relative from the same generation. Then I could fantasize about him.

I’m engaged, though, so I have two future brothers-in-law. They’re both taken – one is married and the other one has a girlfriend.

But then again, I talk to other men online and I write e***** stories. I also cheated on my fiancé with my ex (oral s**). Not very proud of it. My fiancé doesn’t know that.

I liked my Godbrother as a man but he married another girl and I never had a chance to tell him I liked him. We did hold hands when we were kids.

One of my more distant cousins was the first man who showed me p*** movies when we were teenagers.

Yesterday I’ve written a story about a girl who found out she had a half-brother and later, after they’d met, they had s**. I wish I could post it here but I’ve written it in my native language and I don’t have enough energy to translate it into English.

Sorry, my thoughts are kinda scattered and I’m typing this on the go.

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We do silly things when we are teenagers. I was engaged to get married right after high school. My husband had already graduated and had joined the service. He left thinking I was pregnant as I had missed my period.
Fact is shortly after he left, with all the stress I must have either delayed it or miscarried as I had a terrible bloody flow for a couple of days.
Well of course I couldn’t tell anyone, but this cute guy I went to school with noticed I was myself and he was so nice and understanding and in the process of cheering me up we flirted and I confided in him and we became close and next thing we were making love after school almost every day. Knew it was wrong, but it felt right and then I got pregnant by him. I was ready to break off my engagement because he wanted me but shortly before we told anyone he died in a motorcycle accident. So I just ended up marrying my BF.
The guy that died was an only child and his parents were grieving; it was so sad. It took me about two years to get up the nerve and because I was home on vacation I went to see his parents. I think that they were a bit confused by the visit, even though they knew that their son and I were close friends I don’t think that they suspected that we had slept together.
Though I think that the mother did once she looked my son who I named after him. I was really doubting if this was the right thing to do until she took my hands in hers and asked me what I wanted to say and then I just blurted it all out and we hugged and cried. Then they showed me pictures of “M” when he was that age, and my “M” was the spitting image of him.
His new grandpa couldn’t stop holding, it was very emotional scene.
for years they would send me money so I could come home and visit my family, and so “M” could see his other grandparents. I kept them updated and sent a lot of pictures.