The Barbie Lez Fantasies - Week 42: Incest (Part 2) - Sex Stories

The Barbie Lez Fantasies - Week 42: Incest (Part 2)

Author's Note 1: These short fantasies started off as weekly mini-stories for my readers, but the newsletter was shut down because autoresponders do not accept adult content. I thus decided to publish these fantasies for free for my readers to enjoy. It is meant to entertain, so please do not leave hateful comments if everything is not perfect. I am only human after all. Author’s Note 2: Although this fantasy can be read independently, it was written as part of a series. For full enjoyment, please read “The Barbie Lez Fantasies: Week 1-41”. *** Have you ever had one of those fantasies? You know, the ones that feel so real you begin to wonder if you are actually imagining them. Well, I do… because I have them all the time! Sometimes, they turn into a story, but mostly they remain trapped inside my brain. That is, until now… When I woke up, I experienced a moment of confusion. Had everything that had happened between my cousin and I been true? It was. At least, the sleeping in the same bed part. The incestuous sex part had been nothing more than a fantasy. Still, the sight of my beautiful cousin asleep at my side brought arousal back to my body. After spending a few seconds watching her sleep, I realized just how creepy it was and decided to get up. A few minutes later, I was heading down the stairs. It was still early, so no one else was awake. Or so I thought until I decided to step out onto the balcony for a little fresh air. “Oh my god!” I gasped when I noticed someone ...

... sitting on the bench that lay beside the door I had just used to access the balcony. “Sorry,” apologized the woman I soon recognized as my aunt, “I didn’t mean to frighten you.” “It’s all right. I just didn’t think anyone else was awake,” I explained. However, that was the last thing I said for a few moments. I had just realized something I had previously omitted to notice; my aunt was hot! I had always known she was a looker, but there was something different about her that only now made me notice her beauty. It took a while, but I eventually figured it out. “She got a boob job!” I realized. Of course, I could not be certain, but seeing how she had been parading them around ever since we had arrived, it made perfect sense. Still, I would have to wait a little longer before I could be certain. “Or not,” I realized when I felt my arousal level rise as I studied her body. However, I was soon snapped back to reality by my aunt inviting me to join her on the bench. Realizing I had just been ogling a relative, I quickly shook the arousal from my body and took a seat next to her. The next few moments were rather awkward as we quickly ran out of things to say and just sat there in silence. Luckily, we were content just sitting there, exchanging only the occasional word. At least, my aunt was. I was too busy stealing the frequent peek at her new breasts while trying to keep from being too obvious about it. Fortunately, I soon found the strength to keep from gawking at her. Unfortunately, ...