Note- This is pure fiction and is not based on any true facts or events.
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I think it was when I finished the final film of the Potter series that I felt like I had made that transition into being an adult woman. And when I interviewed famous feminist author, Gloria Steinem, my eyes were opened to the subject of female sexuality and the furtherment of a woman's pleasure in the bedroom. With this in mind I have given myself the task of writing a personal journal on the subject from my own personal view. From A to Z.
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I is for Incest.
Ouch! Did she just use THAT word? Her, of all people too. Disgusting! Don't get me wrong, please. I'm not condoning mothers and fathers sleeping with their offspring, nor am I approving sisters taking their brothers to bed. I believe that to be morally wrong. But, we hear often of cousins wedding cousins, don't we? Why, the British Royal Family have been doing that for hundreds of years. And what of step-mothers and step-fathers, and step-siblings? Is there anything there we can consider acceptable? My own parents split up when I was just five years old. Which is when I moved with my mother from Paris to London. Since then, my dad has remarried and had more children with his new wife. Robert therefore is my step-brother, the grown up son of the woman who married my dad after he and my mum had split up. So you see there is no blood relationship, although technically we are semi-related. Is this incest if we were to do the business? Or just a bit deviant? A lot of people will think what I once did was wrong, but looking back I both regret and cherish the event at the same time. Read on.
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It came as a huge relief in the summer of 2020, when the first full national lockdown was eased. After three months being cooped up in my flat in London with my new steady, Leo and I were able to get out and about and welcome company to our home. The time had passed nicely, in a sense that we were getting to know each other better in every sense. Our love life had been extremely rewarding and we had discovered that we were entirely compatible in that particular area. Our first visitor was my step-brother, Robert. The first born son of my dad's new wife after he and mum had gone their separate ways. Robert had grown into a rather good looking young man of nineteen, with thick wavy fair hair, and a lean body. I always liked his company, and as Leo had taken off on business at the first minute of the lockdown ease, I welcomed him to come stay for a couple of days.
"Emma. I'm so down."
Robert had turned up in a sore mood as he told me he had just broken up with his girlfriend of four months.
"Sorry to hear that." I said as I made us some hot tea.
"Yeah. Things were great at first, you know, and then things began to unravel double quick."
"That's a shame. Any idea why things changed?"
Robert looked a bit crestfallen as he sat opposite me in my living room and sipped from a cup of Darjeeling.
"Apparently, it's all my fault. Just because we have a few problems in the bedroom."
"Oh, that."
I felt slightly uneasy at discussing my step-brothers sex life, but still listened to show support.
"You see, Emma. I...I'm...a little on the big side. You know. Down there."
Robert indicated with his finger pointing at his crotch. My eyes automatically followed his lead and I got the hint of what he was talking about from the huge bulging package in the front of his pants.
"She couldn't handle it, so she left. I haven't had sex for two months. I'm going out of my mind."
I sympathised wholeheartedly as he wrung his hands in frustration. I remember when I began to be sexually active at about his age. I needed it every night myself. I suggested to him we lie on it and discuss it next day.
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After making sure that Robert was comfortable in the spare room we had a light dinner together and then we both turned in for the night. It had been a busy day, what with one thing after another, and I fell asleep the minute my head hit the pillow. I thought I must be dreaming as I laid on my left side and had an odd sensation of cool air on my body, and muffled breathing in my ear. I had put on a new night dress on for the first time and felt relaxed and restful on top of my crisp sheet. It had a pleasant floral design with a removable belt and short hem. My legs were up in a foetal position, with my back curved, head bowed, and my legs drawn up to my body. As I snoozed lightly, the hem must have shifted up over my bottom and hips. I fancied I felt pressure between my legs and imagined I needed to visit the bathroom.
"Ohhhhh!"
I stirred a little and cocked my head at what sounded like a throaty moan. My ass was completely exposed and my nightie had become rucked up over my right hip.
"What?"
Slowly, I became aware that Robert had joined me on top of the bed and was scrunched up behind my back. He was smoothing my rounded bum with the palm of his hand with intense concentration. And, on top of that, his huge erection was humping against the gentle crevice between my two cheeks!
"Robert! What the fuck?"
"Sorry! I'm so sorry! Oh!"
Even as he apologised he nudged his cock head inside my pussy entrance and proceeded to push into my moist cunt. His right hand gripped my bared thigh as he began to shamelessly fuck me with slow thrusts.
"Sorry. Oh, it feels so good."
I half turned to see that he had stripped naked and that actually he had a very nice body. I grabbed his thigh firmly and made him stop moving, albeit that his cock was still half in me. My right breast popped out of the top of my nightie and Robert gazed directly at my hard nipple.
"What the hell do you think you're doing?" I demanded in my best cross voice.
"I just came in to see if you were awake, and well. You looked so sexy asleep I got a hard on instantly."
Robert spread his hands and shunted back inside me with gentle strokes. He appeared to be at ease with himself and pretty modest to boot.