Subject: Young Incest
Story codes: mf bg brother sister cousins
Author: Jane Rancid <rancidjane@yahoo.ca>
Sent: Sunday, March 1, 2015 2:42 AM
Posted By: Kelly <pghpa_girl@yahoo.com>
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Hello Kelly,
I read your diary a few years ago until it disappeared. Saw it again
today on ASSTR (March 1st). I began reading the FAQ page. You wrote:
"My personal opinion is that the vast majority of stories
sent to me are total fabrications and most of the rest
are greatly exaggerated."
Of this I have little doubt. For something fresh I thought I would give
you my experiences. Unembellished to the extent that I remember them:
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My name is Paul. I live in rural Canada. My parents split up when I was
ten. My mom came down with late onset schizophrenia. Her paranoia and the
voices in her head drove her away but no one understood it at the time.
My dad was left with six kids. Seven to eighteen.
At ten I was oldest of the three younger siblings. My sister seventeen
months younger. My little brother three years younger.
I do not recall at what age (perhaps when I was about six or seven) but
we’d play naughty things like us two boys would stand on hands and knees
and our sister would pretend to milk our cocks, as we saw the cows being
milked. I loved the game of course. There are dim recollections of other
games like doctor but nothing definite.
Farm work kept my dad very busy. We helped where we could. We loved to
swim in the creek flowing through our property. Sometimes several times
per day. Sometimes we’d swim naked. Not often. I liked to see my sister
naked.
In the summer when I was eleven and my sister nearly ten. The two of us
went swimming naked. It was not the warmest of days and with wind, when
we got out we snuggled together under the towels in the grass. I remember
asking if I could look closely at her (I don’t even recall for sure what
we called it then) pussy. Not that I hadn’t taken the odd close look in
the past but now I was more keenly interested.
She agreed and let me look and investigate. It was very bare and very
beautiful. Eventually I put my nose on it, an odd thing, but I recall
that. She seemed to like my investigations a lot.
Over the next while we became more bold and I began putting my pointy
little cock into her. Neither of us came or anything of course. We knew
it was fucking and we felt so grown up to be doing it.
We called it “living-it-up” Sometimes she’d ask me if we should go and
live-it-up. Of course I agreed. We sneak off and do it. If alone we’d do
it in the house. I recall her breasts budding but do not recall at what
age. It may have been then. I recall sucking on them and her telling me
they were sore. I cannot say how many times we did it, but for a time it
was several times per week, then much less often at other times.
It seems that on occasion our little brother joined in but my memory is
very hazy about that.
The years and ages are fuzzy to me. Summers go on and on when you are a
kid.
Often a batch of cousins who lived in the nearby village would visit. One
a boy - Curt, two years older, a boy about the same age. A girl my
sister’s age. And sometimes their younger brother.
Their dad was a welder. The cousins visited this time when their dad came
to do some welding on the combine. I’m not sure what all we did, swimming
I imagine. Then in the cool basement played and visited. We got talking
about sex. It seems my sister was dying to tell about us. So we did.
None of them believed so we stripped there and got onto the bed and began
to fuck.
My older cousin Curt could hardly believe it and kept saying, ”I don’t
believe it, I don’t believe it.” He was much wiser about sex than the
rest of us, but had never done it or seen it. Suddenly then we heard our
dads come in for an afternoon coffee break. Wow we panicked fiercely to
get back to normal, but did. I am sure I was twelve by that time my
sister nearly eleven she was getting developed a bit by then. It is so
hard to keep the times straight. We may have been a year older.
Another incident and I am not sure of chronology likely a year later.
Some of the same cousins in the play-house we had in the barn loft. We
talked eventually of naughty things as usual. The oldest wisest cousin
Curt (likely 15) mentioned of wanting to see our sisters naked I thought
it a marvelous idea too. He also alluded to masturbation, and did the
y’know, wink, wink, giggle thing, without saying exactly what he meant.
At the time I was clueless as to what he meant, I had never masturbated.
Anyway my sister, and then his sister agreed easily and nonchalantly
removed their clothes and sat there on the old car seat that was the
sofa. Curt was not one to marvel in silence and made many exclamations
and, if I recall, rubbed his crotch through his pants. The young breasts
on his sister were wonderful. My sister’s breasts were pretty good too.
There were two pussies too but no detail in my memory. Few other details
stick for that matter. I imagine they put their clothes on again and we
went and did something else. It was a thrill to me to see a different
naked girl.
There came a time (as usual chronology is hazy) that my sister decided
she didn't want to live-it-up any more. I was sad but let it go. We both
knew it was actually wrong. I imagine I asked a couple more times but we
didn't do it.
Then one time, I had to be fourteen maybe fifteen, after we were
swimming, just the two of us, (not nude) and we were laying in the warm
sand a little ways from the creek. I suggested we do it. She was very
reluctant. I was persuasive she eventually agreed but I was to be
careful. It felt so wonderful. I had learned to masturbate by then of
course. I knew of pregnancy and was terrified, so only stayed in her for
a short time. Her breasts were quite big now I kissed them some and
kissed her. I pulled out and paced the tip of my cock just above her
clitoris moved around some and climaxed, semen all over the place. Sadly
I knew nothing of how to make her cum. Boys, untaught are pretty stupid.
I was terrified and worried, for a several weeks afterwards, of her being
pregnant. But she wasn't.
That was the last we ever fucked.
I did do the peeping-tom thing on her often. Once she caught me and as
royally pissed. I found a way to watch her in the bath through the window
it had a plastic coating to prevent view but I cut one inconspicuous
piece out. I’d watched her masturbate with the hand-held shower head.
She would get very flushed cheeks when she came though she never said
more than a little oh. I’d masturbate too as watched. She was in mid-
teens and her breasts were a good C cup by then. Beautiful. I’d also
watch her through her bedroom window.
One of these sessions I was overcome with blind lust and saw ,through my
spot at the window, she had not locked the door. I wanted to touch her so
badly to play with those breasts. I went in on her. And tried to force my
hands on her. She fought me off and I came to my senses. I am, to this
day, horridly ashamed of myself for that. I did make up with her and
apologized to no end. She eventually accepted it. Something I am so not
proud of.
The second last bit of incest is Curt’s even younger sister. A little
cousin of mine eleven years my junior. I was likely 16 she five, possibly
six. A bunch of us cousins were in the basement playing with the smaller
kids entertaining them. Rough-housing etc. We started to toss the younger
ones up to catch them. I picked up his littlest sister. It was partly
handy, partly lust I used her crotch as one lifting point. Well, right
away I could tell she super enjoyed that and she came back to me to be
tossed again. I did a couple more times but was alarmed by her lusty
reaction and stopped holding her there though I could tell she wanted
more. I often wonder if I had kept up with her wishes what would have
happened. She likely does not recall it at all. The last incest event I
will relate later.
(What I wrote had no fiction in it and told as I remember it. With no
exaggerations.)
Paul
Jane Rancid.Young Incest - mf bg brother sister cousins