Message-ID: <667eli$9704301514@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: Path: qz!news.accessus.net!not-for-mail X-Path-Preload: news.accessus.net preloaded to thwart rogue canceller there Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Approved: X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded X-Story-Submission: From: rankamatr@aol.com (RankAmatr) Subject: NEW: Have you ever committed incest? #23 The Thoroughly Disreputable Incest Digest ========================================= Issue 23 Though incest is among society's strongest taboos, statistics show a lot of us have done it -- or are doing it. Whether as part of mutual exploration, seduction, or even abuse, incest creates enduring memories with emotional and erotic impact. This digest is one way of discussing and illuminating this subject. Plus, the stories are fun to share! If you have an incest experience you would like to share, please send it to: RankAmateur@writeme.com. Anonymity guaranteed. Contents Garth (m/f, m/m) Trip (M/f, m/f) Deb (f/F) [mild] Matt (F/m, M/f) [hearsay, negative] Keith (F/m) [mild, negative] A Word from Rank Where to Find this Digest Question of the Week Reviewing Celeste ;-) Disclaimer: If you don't like any of this, skip it. =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- From: Garth One of my first sexual experiences was with my cousins, Vanessa and Kevin. I was about 16 at the time. Vanessa was 15 and Kevin about 13. They had come down to us for the holiday with the rest of the family, and the day before they left Vanessa and I decided that we were going to get drunk together. So I went into town and got some liquors (I did not like beer very much). We decided that we had to let Kevin on it because he was sleeping in my room. Besides, Vanessa was sleeping with my sister, and she was a real priss back then. After the adults had all one to sleep (my father and my uncle were both pissed as coots, with my mother and aunt not far behind) Vanessa came over to our room. We were quite confident that we were not going to be caught, and that we could make quite a bit of noise as well. She got things going by teaching us a drinking game. It was one of those ones where if you made a mistake, you had to down-down, and since we both did not know the game, she remained quite a bit more sober that we did. We soon got tired of the game, and then one of us suggested that we play strip poker. It was probably Vanessa because I did not know how to play cards back then. We could not find a pack of cards, so we settled to playing poker dice with the set that my grandmother had given me for Christmas. Now, as with the drinking game, Vanessa had an unfair advantage on us. See, Kevin and I were probably both wearing about eight or nine items of clothing each (including our watches). Compare this with the countless articles of clothing and accessories that teenage girls wear at that age! I'm talking necklaces, bangles, earings, stockings, a hair band, rings, etc... So you can probably guess that one of us males got naked before she. As it were, Kevin was first. After getting him to expose his raging not yet fully post-pubescent erection to us for a few seconds, we allowed him to cover himself with a pillow. But Kevin kept losing, so we had to make up penalties for him. I remember that one of them was to fuck one of my centrefold pinups. He was very athletic and had one of those bronzed bodies without any tan lines. Eventually I was also down to nothing, and at that point Kevin and I decided that we had had enough because Vanessa still had all of her clothing on and would not show us anything. So then she suggested that we play Man Or Mouse. (In retrospect, she probably made this game up.) We switched the lights out, and I lay down naked on one of the beds. She kneeled on the floor at the side of the bed and put her hand on my legs. She would say "Man or mouse?" Each time I would answer "Man", and she would advance a few inches up my body. Eventually she was only one move away from my erection, and I was now so turned on that my cock was rock hard (to borrow a cliche - but it was). I think that she could have breathed on it and I would have come. She asked the question and I answered "Man", and to my dissapointment she passed straight over my groin area and onto my stomache. She was obviously shy, despite initiating the game, so I made a bold move. I found her hand in the darkness and put it onto my cock, although she took it away almost immediately. Then Kevin and I bacame tired of her teasing, and we both jumped on her and started to strip her and feel her all over, despite her half-hearted protests. We got her top and bra off, but she kept her legs clamped shut. It was trully one of those cases when the girl said no, but meant yes, and we both kew it, because she was not fighting hard enough, and her protests were not loud enough to wake anyone up, which she easilly could have done. The more we felt and sucked and touched and rubbed her the more turned on she became. I even mamaged to get my hand over her pussy for a while, although not for long. It was the first time that I had sucked a girls breasts. Before that I had only been able to feel them, and I remember marvelling that the sensation of sucking them was similar to feeling them. It was that strange, unimaginable sensation - soft yet firm. There came a point where she was able to fight us off and she made it out the door and back to my sister's room. I guess she was not ready for it yet. That or we were not pressing all the right buttons. Perhaps if her brother was not there, she would have gone further with me. Perhaps it was because she and her brothers are adopted that she even went that far. All I know was that after she left, that night was the first time that I was able to come twice in a row without losing my erection. I am now 24, and my cousin now lives in the same city as I. She is engaged, and even once in front of her fiance she laughingly hinted at that episode. Whenever we met after that incident I tried to open the subject again - perhaps to talk about it or even finish it off, but we never connected on that level again. One of those cases where we were young enough (and lucky enough) for our seperate interests not to have developed and diverged yet. I was also not the only one to commit the "I" deed with her. After I told my little brother about it years later (when he stopped being such a pest), he told me that when he was about 10 or 11 Vanessa would let him tickle her back, and that sometimes she would allow him to feel her tits and her pussy. We always had our suspicions about them, but I always thought that he was too young! Imagine my surprise. =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- From: Trip ...when I was 17, I came out of the shower and let my towel fall exposing my erect penis to my 9 year old sister... I went in to my room and started masturbating on the bed and she followed me in and watched...she asked what I was doing and I told her I was washing it in a special way...she wanted to be naked too and showed me her crack...I licked her hairless puss and she gyrated it was so good...I touched my penis head to her clit, but it didn't fit in her hole..I made her suck it for a bit too...after that, I spied on her changing and fooling around with her female friends in her room and shower...I enjoyed ejaculating in her and her hot friends panties.. my cousin came on to me when we were 13, she wanted me to touch her tits, so I did right in front of her dad who was sleeping on the couch next to us...that was really all that happened until we were 18 and we wrestled around, we both knew we wanted to fuck, but her boyfriend came in on us. so I got her panties instead. when she was 21 I saw her completely nude as I was making out with her friend, she went to the bathroom at 5 a.m. nude...what a hot body she has, she is tan all over, even her ass. =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- From: Deb i have this feeling about my mom and she also has the same feeling back i don't know where to go from here =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- [SPOILER: mildly negative, skip to end if you like] From: Matt I agree, there is a lot more incest going on then we know. Here are two events that I learned about, both in 1979. JACKIE My old girlfriend Jackie had this experience. She only talked about it once so some of the details are missing. She was 10 ft up a ladder leaning on a 6 ft fence trimming a tree. She fell and broke both wrists and wrenched a kneecap. She was a single mother with a son about ten years old at the time. After an over-night stay in the hospital, she came home. She could hop around on one leg and hold small objects in her fingers but that was about all. The county home health nurse showed up some but her son took care of her. I came around when I wasn't traveling. After a while, she wanted to take a bath so she had her son tape plastic bags over both hands and over the leg cast. She was able to soak in the tub like this. Drying herself was harder, so she had her son dry her with a towel, reaching under the short-sleeved robe. Apparently this happened a couple of times without incident. She wanted to wash her hair so she filled the tub with bubble bath. Now hidden, her son come in to shampoo her hair. Something in the shampoo broke down the bubble bath, leaving her exposed naked. She decided to have her son finish washing her hair. He was embarrassed but did it. She went back to her old routine of soaking but later her son offered to wash her hair again. I don't think she bothered with bubble bath this time. After washing her hair, she had him wash her back with a wash cloth. She said it felt so good, that she had him wash all of her. In the process he rubbed her pussy as well as breasts. She said he was not aware of what he was doing. When I visited her, her son had a very different attitude toward me. Confused, I asked her what had happened. She broke down in shame and embarrassment and told me. I suspect he did more then just feel her. A few weeks later she stopped dating me and I eventually moved to a different state. ALYNNE Alynne was another girl I dated, only briefly. She worked with her older sister at a business I called on. We dated a little, dinner and a movie, no sex. One evening at another couples house, we all drank too much and spent the night there. With a little coaxing we made love. It was quick and not very good. In the morning, she was a different person, crying every time I talked to her. I figured I was in for a charge of date-rape as its called now. Surprisingly, she continued to go out with me but acted strangely. I finally asked her sister if she was OK. Her sister walked outside with me and said "I know what happened. Sex has been forced on Alynne by every man she knew growing up. I know you didn't force her but she doesn't understand the difference. I've adjusted but she can't handle it. If you keep dating her, understand where she's coming from." We stopped dating. I assumed it had happened to her sister as well. =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- [SPOILER: mildly negative, skip to the end if you like] From: Keith Here's a story you may or may not be interested in since it contains no actual incest but merely tries to define why I'm so obsessed with it. Up to the time I was twenty I never had a girlfriend so I quite frequently bought pornography for the obvious reasons. I found that I was buying "Penthouse" more for the stories than for the "models" inside. One day I stumbled across a story about two sisters who spend the night in the same bed and become lovers. This was fascinating and unreal, but of course at my age I wanted to believe all those letters were for real. I switched to reading those little digests with a few incest stories until I found a place that sold "Family Letters" (a gas station?!) and I was hooked. I now have about four tons of these things as well as other mags and now I'm seeking it out on the net. One of my girlfriends found out about my obsession and she was cool with it at first and she played along and called me "daddy" during sex but that became old for her and that was probably one of the reasons that we broke up along with fact that I told her that I shouldn't have children. I've gotten my current girlfriend to do the same act and she enjoys it and probably harbours a fantasy or two about her dad. This maybe goes back to my childhood when I was about 11 or so my mother came into my room in her robe and pinned me to the bed and began kissing me on the mouth. I struggled because she was on top of me and at the time was rather heavy. As soon as I worked myself free she grabbed me back down and slapped me in the face. My Mom had NEVER done that before. She started apologizing and crying and saying that it wouldn't happen again. I just sat there cofused until she left. I'd still like to know for sure but in my mind that's when it began. That and the idea that my family were always fighting when it seemed that the families who were having sex seemed to get along well together. I know that this is distorted and a lot of people have negative experiences but I'd like to believe some enjoy it. I often wonder what would have happened if I had gone farther with my mother that day. I have no bad feelings toward her she is still a great mother, but we've never mentioned what happened that day. Well there it is, it may be too long for your digest but I enjoyed telling you anyway. =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- A WORD FROM RANK I want to hear from you if you have had sexual contact with a family member, and what impact that had on your lives. The story doesn't have to be very long, or detailed, or even sexy. Just let me know: ...with whom (brother, mother, cousin, uncle) ...at what age ...who initiated the activity, and ...how you feel about it now Your confidentiality will not be compromised. Your story will only be used to continue these postings. If you would like to share your story, please send mail to RankAmateur@writeme.com. WHERE TO FIND THIS DIGEST New issues are posted to alt.sex.stories.moderated and related newsgroups on an irregular schedule. Past issues are available on the web at the alt.sex.stories.moderated archive site. WHERE TO FIND RANK I'm officially quitting AOL. [and there was much rejoicing] The address WILL NOT WORK effective Real Soon Now. Send all correspondence to my lifetime email address, . QUESTION OF THE WEEK: Did two members of the same family ever compete for your interest? Was it successful? Maybe you and a relative of your own competed for someone else. REVIEWING CELESTE Well, it eventually did happen: Celeste reviewed the digest! Sadly, she found little of note in Issue 22, since the Neville story was not up to her standards of grammar, plot, or character. (2's all around.) I will defend the eroticism of the central moment in Issue 22 where Neville's mother seduces him. Anyway, Celeste, thanks for finally taking notice; I appreciate your awareness that I take a few more minutes with my words than some of my contributors; and I invite you to review the stories of Jeannie and her brother (Issues 14, 15, and 18). Personally I think she's a halfway decent erotic writer, and the best I've had the privilege to publish. I am also very certain that she told the truth; and I would rather publish true stories than well- written ones. As I've said before, I do minimal editing, correcting only the worst errors of spelling and grammar. I'm not an editor, and compilation is quite enough work as it is, thank you! Besides, neologisms such as "cliterous" lightly amuse me. Much of the stories sent to me are hastily written personal accounts by authors who don't normally do a lot of writing, erotic or otherwise. Possibly for reasons of haste (either for privacy, or due to personal discomfort) many submissions are written in a telegraphic stream-of-consciousness style. Others resemble police or psychological interviews. I feel I do a service for those with an incest fetish, and I quite happily leave the task of elevating the level of erotic fiction on the 'net to Celeste and the stellar list of authors she regularly reviews. I wish to emphasize: what I publish are REAL SUBMISSIONS, though of course I have no way of verifying that they are all real experiences. I suspect, as did Nancy Friday, that some are highly embellished versions of more subtle events. But I reject very few submissions outright. Finally, I don't gripe about AOL censoring my digest, just my AOL profile. It's not some kind of preachy rant -- just one more annoyance that's making me quit this place, flat rates be damned. Love, Rank * "You can't do this to me ... I'm a tourist ... I'm an American ... 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