It's been nearly a year since I wrote Jason's Journals. For those who did not read the first chapter where Jason seduces his mother, I suggest you read that chapter before this for some background. Nonetheless, I have taken a few exerts from the first part of the story and included them in the second part for those who only want to read this chapter and about Jason seducing his sister. After Jason seduces his sister, subsequent chapters are of Jason seducing his cousin.
Jason was a problem child, a troubled teen, and now that he was legally a man at 18-years-old, he was confronted with the decision of joining the Marine Corps or going to jail. The judge gave him that ultimatum as the last straw.
Jason's divorced, single mom, older sister, and same aged female cousin as him applauded the decision. He did not have a man in his life to set him straight. He was surrounded by women, his mother Sue, his sister, Chris, and his cousin, Ellen, who lived with him. Jason took advantage of living his troubled life with three beautiful women, albeit in an incestuous relationship with his mother, sister, and cousin.
His mother a tall, striking blonde would have stolen the spotlight in the courtroom today had it not been for her daughter and her niece equally as blonde as they were tall and voluptuous. Jason was angry that his mother, sister, and cousin were the ones who turned him in and who delivered evidence against him forcing him to lose his case. The judge, tired of Jason's legal wrangling to tie the hands of the court and force the court to drop charges and dismiss cases, was pleased to finally end the waste of court time by sending Jason away, if only to Iraq instead of to jail.
Leave it to Jason to devise a plan to get back at the women in his life. After signing the paperwork to officially join the Marine Corps, he went to the bookstore and purchased four journals, a red one, a blue one, a green one, and a black one. That night, he went to work writing out his plan. The second to suffer his wrath was his sister, Chris. He sat alone in his room writing his journal entry in the blue journal.
Today I joined the Marine Corps. Officially, I am property of the United States government. I told them that I wanted to go to Iraq to fight on the front lines. My life without a Dad sucks. I hope I never return. I hope I die on the battlefield.
The only person I will miss is my older sister, Chris. She is everything to me. She is the most beautiful woman in the world. If I were to marry, I would want someone as good looking and as nice as her. I love her, but not as a brother loves a sister. I love her as a man loves a woman. She is my ideal woman. I wish she were mine to love in the physical and sexual sense of the word.
Ever since I knew what sex was, I lusted over her. I only wish she wasn't my sister. More than a few times, I stole glances of her through the keyhole. I've seen her in her panty and bra, I've seen her topless, I've seen her bottomless, and I've seen her naked. She has a wonderful body. I only wish I could have sex with a woman as lovely as my sister. I wish I had a dollar for all the times I jerked off over her. I love it when she wears her peasant blouse with no bra and her short button skirt and leaves the bottom button unbuttoned.
The first time I jerked off over her was when I saw her in her panty and bra. She thought she was alone in the house. She didn't know that I was there and looking to see what I could see. Then, all those times when she stood in the direct light shining through the window or when she opened the refrigerator door at night, her nightgown became so transparent that I could see the entire side outline of her big C cup tits.
There was that time she was outback naked sunbathing. She didn't know that I came home sick from work and went to bed, until I heard her radio and looked out my bedroom window. I relived that image of her naked form whenever I played with my cock. I jerked off over that for months.
Then, there are all those times that she was careless about not closing her legs when she sat across from me and I saw her panty. Sometimes she sat across from me in her nightgown and I saw her pubic hair. Man, she made me so hot and horny and she did not even know that she was driving me crazy with lust for her. Later that evening when I was alone in my room, I always jerked off over the images of seeing her panty or her pubic hair.
