I met a young man Daniel almost three years ago. He told me a story I found hard to believe. He assured me it was true. Since then I know it to be. I have met almost his entire family. Daniel put me in touch with others he learned of over the years. I don't know how, I asked, he didn't say.
They all have in one way or another committed incest. I doubted Daniel and others I talked to at first. I soon learned how naive I was. Over the last three years I decided to put them to paper. There are ten stories in all. I started submitting them here for your consideration.
I am not a writer, far from it. Except for the names and places, the stories you read are for the most part true. Still they are not biographies. Artistic license has been taken to enhance or in some cases minimize the events described. All sexual situations were between consensual adults within the framework of their story.
The stories are somewhat long. Most of these stories cover several years. I will try to keep the chapters short. I suggest you save one for reference. None of the stories are mine, any personal friend, or relative.
Daniel insisted I talk to one person before any others. That person was JB.
This story is one that almost never saw the light of day. Jay at first rejected any attempt to publish this. Clare on the other hand encouraged it. They are two of the nicest people you would ever want to meet.
This is the third chapter. With Odell gone Jay begins learning more about Clare.
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Breakfast was really more like brunch. Clare was up and showered by the time I headed that way. Mom and dad were in the kitchen when I came in. The coffee smelled good but I decided on orange juice. Clare was serving pancakes and crisp bacon. The conversation was centered on the weather, and prospects of the upcoming football season. I had just finished eating when Jesse walked in. I cleared my plate and offered her my seat. I even poured her a cup of coffee. Clare stood up to serve her breakfast.
"You still tired?" Mom asked Jesse.
"Yeah a bit. We need to buy these two steeled toe shoes!" Jesse looked at Clare and me. "These two keep stubbing their toes!"
Mom looked at me first then at Clare.
"I thought we agreed you two would take it slow!" Mom scolded Clare.
"We did at first..."
I don't know what she was going to say after that because Jesse and I burst out laughing.
Jesse actually slipped off the chair and was on the floor balled up she was laughing so hard. Even dad was cracking up now, at least until mom gave him the evil eye. Clare even caught on after a few minutes.
When the meal was finished I showed everyone Odell's boxes and all of Clare's old clothes. Mom and Jesse readily agreed to take her shopping again. Dad went with me to look over the job we were doing for the city. It was almost completed. Mike and I made a list of details we thought should be handled. Some were small but he always said under commit and over achieve. With the next job lined up I intended to do that.
Mike took us all for dinner. He and I just sat back and listened as the girls dominated the conversation. It astounds me they can be together all day and still have something to say all through dinner.
With the family gone Clare and I were home alone. She started washing the sheets all over again and cleaning the house. I went to my office and started to fold the futon up when she walked by.
"What are you doing?" Clare asked.
"Just folding it back to a couch." I explained.
"Aren't we sleeping together?" She looked at me oddly.
"Well I thought we would use the bed in the master bedroom!" I said confused.
"Jay I will never sleep in that bed again!" Clare informed me in no in certain terms.
She need say no more I lowered the futon and then went in the master bedroom and started removing the bed. Clare just looked on and smiled. When it was at the curb with the old carpet I came back in the house to face her.
"Is there anything else you don't want?" I asked.
"Follow me!" By the time we were done the front yard was filled with stuff for the garbage truck. The house was empty but Clare glowed in happiness. I had spent part of my inheritance on Wrecker and now it look like a large part of it would be spent on furniture.
Sweaty from moving the furnishings out she took a shower in the master bath while I took one in my bathroom. Meeting me in the den she kissed me then instantly curled up inside me. I was happy to have her with me. I just held her. I wanted to initiate sex but she seemed intent on sleeping.
Monday dinner was on the table when I came home. With Odell gone Clare didn't have a car to drive. She had been taking the bus or carpooling. I was driving a car but really with the business a truck would be more practical. I called Mike and he said if the business owned it we could use it as a write off on the taxes.
The next day I found a good used truck from an older man. It was nicer than I need for a work truck but it had low miles and was in perfect shape. That night I took Clare out in the new truck to shop for a bedroom set. I dreaded just the thought of it. High pressured sales people and an innocent woman. I could not have been more wrong. Clare was steadfast in her decisions and ruthless in negotiations.
I probably would have bought her anything but Clare chose a very modest but quality ensemble. When we were done I almost felt bad for the sales lady. More than that I was proud of Clare. She kissed me and rolled over to go to sleep again. I was a bit horny so I pulled her on top of me kissing her again. Clare seemed surprised by my attention.
"Jay what are you doing?" Clare asked seeming surprised.
"I am kissing you is that ok?" I pulled her close and kissed her passionately again.
"Yes!" She hissed as she broke loose from me. 'Kiss me Jay!"
Just like the other night we started kissing. She took the lead her passion building quicker than mine. I reached for her ass she ground her pussy against my stomach just like before. She started inching up but this time I wanted all of her naked. I started pulling off her top and latched onto her tit. With my hands behind her back I sucked her nipple firmly.
"Jay! What are you doing?" Clare whimpered her breath sort and shallow. I pulled her top off.
She was straining to get free I moved my hands to her shorts and slipped them down her legs. She knew what this meant and soon she was sitting on my mouth all over again. With no one in the house but us I knew she could be vocal and vocal she was. The empty house echoed with my name as she came flushing my face with her cum. She moved back slowly recovering from her orgasm. I once again latched onto her tit and suckled as she quivered over me.
"Jay! Why are you doing that?" Clare asked her breathing coming in gasps.
Letting go I asked. "Does it feel good?" Before moving to the other one.
"Yeeesss!" She hissed. Clare offered her tit deeper in my mouth.
"That's why!" She moved down to kiss me as I knew she wanted. She was a creature of habit. When she had cleaned my face and kissed me several times she slipped my boxers off raking her nipples along my body.
With limited experience she attacked my cock much like last time but now at a less frantic pace. Knowing this would be unorthodox I just laid back and let her bring me off. I warned her like before. Clare ignored it and swallowed all that my cock could give.
