1. Kit's Confession


    Date: 8/18/2024, Categories: Diary, Author: Steweird 

    ... to stuff his erection into his jeans, with the rubber still on it. It seemed so ludicrous that anyone would expect to cram that big thing into those tight Levis. Just as he zipped up my Uncle walked hesitantly into the room. My clothes were in place but untucked and in disarray and the cushions on the couch were all messed up. My uncle gave me a sober, guilty look like he knew what his son and niece had been doing but if so he didn’t say anything.

“And do you know what we did after that?” She looked me straight in the eye. I didn’t say anything as I fucked away.

“We fucked in the field and in the woods, in the barn and in a farmer’s lane halfway to town...we fucked a lot; every chance he got. All the time we were fucking I felt so horrible but I didn’t wanna stop fucking. It felt so good!”

Her tongue dwelt proudly on every “fuck” she spoke, enjoying me hear her say it. “I liked his dick in me” she concluded.

She fell silent for a minute, looking up at me for a reaction. I was thrusting into her as deep as I could drive it, I was so aroused. Kit lifted her head an inch and kissed me tentatively as if it was some sort of test to see if her story was repulsing me. I broke rhythmn briefly to kiss her back.

She looked down at my body moving against her. She watched my cock sliding in and out of her and I wondered if she was comparing it to her cousin’s. Then she whispered in a sexually excited tone “yeah...keep fucking me like that.” and dropped her head back to ...
    ... the sofa cushion. She looked at me hard for a second and seeing how this story was turning me on, instead of disgusting me, continued talking. I just kept screwing her.

Incestuous Guilt & My 2nd Orgasm

“Suddenly, he would become very distant for a while; sometimes avoid me for an entire week. During those times, whenever our eyes met he would quickly look away in guilt.

“I would be humiliated; thinking how I was used and rejected. I felt unattractive because my cousin didn’t want my body, anymore. I would wonder what I had done wrong.

“And, of course, he would eventually give in to temptation and wake me up in the middle of the night by climbing into my bed with me. I would pull up my thin nightshirt to above my breasts, thrilled that he wanted me again and he would silently hump me in the dark while the entire farmhouse slept around us.”

I changed the motion of my fucking to a slower, more forceful one. I did it so I could watch her tits quiver as I rammed it into Kit. She was very wet.

“Having him holding my naked body and giving it to me felt so good I just wanted to keep fucking but things were getting so obvious. We would disappear for no reason for an hour then just show up together, but apart, if you know what I mean. I started to notice no one would look at us when we did that. If they spoke to me they seemed very uncomfortable.”

I changed rhythm again to a quick, fast one. “They knew...” I said to Kit, my agitated voice betraying my arousal at the ...
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