FAZER LOGINOne boy, Jimmy Davis from down the street, had seen me with my shirt off. We'd been an item for a couple weeks and ended up making out in the backseat of his car behind the Wawa. This was pre-purity ring, but I already had the intention. Still, kissing was OK and maybe a couple other things if I was careful.Jimmy got my shirt off and I was really super excited for what would come next. Then he looked at my little boobs like they were a turd-flavored cheesecake: something that was supposed to be awesome, somehow turned terrible. Suffice to say, Jimmy and I stopped being an item after that. Believe me, it was mutual.All of this is the long way around of saying that no boy had ever seen my naked you-know-what. Even my gynecologi
Six hours later, I came home from the hospital with a bulky cast on my wrist, a bag of half-melted ice, and a prescription for Percocet. I'd broken a small bone in my wrist, nothing serious, but it hurt like heck.Gavin opened the front door for me and helped me collapse onto the couch. He'd been acting like a gentleman the entire time -- getting doors, doing whatever I asked, and constantly questioning if I was OK. As if he knew that this whole thing was his fault."I'll make dinner," he said, and walked off to the kitchen. "You should probably call Mom and Dad and tell them what happened."Our parents were travelling through Italy for their twenty-fifth wedding anniversary. They'd left for the trip just a couple days bef
Introduction: Injury leads to intimacy, incest, and impregnation.Read and enjoy...****************My instincts kicked in. I reacted in the moment and there was nothing I could do. That's what caused all the trouble.I was laying back on my bed, watching a video on my phone, when there was a knock on the door."Hey Cassidy, can I come in?" It was my brother, Gavin. He'd come home for summer break a few days before and I was still getting used to having him back around the house."Just a second," I yelled through the door.I snapped on my shorts, put my iPhone aside, and grabbed my purity ring off my nightstand. I loved having that ring, loved what it stood for: my promise to myself, my future husband,
I wish I could say I'd lost myself and that's why I did it. But as the orgasm overtook me, my brain was almost hyper aware. Repeating the same words over and over. My brother is cumming inside me. He's filling me with his fertile seed. My little bro, my love. We're making our baby. He's putting a baby inside his big sis. Fuck it feels so GOOD.I dropped back to the ground -- my skull hit the floor with a loud crack. I could barely feel it through the endorphins. Instead, I kicked out my legs as long as they could go. Drew out my orgasm even further. Shaking and shivering under my brother.Kevin's own orgasm slowly receded. I felt his cock soften. How could something so massive, so present, simply melt away? It was weird and oddly wonderful. The flow of his hot seed turned to a trickle. Still, my brother held me tight. He kissed my forehead and my cheeks. Whispered my name like some kind of prayer.I felt my body gradually become my own again. I kissed him back. But our passion quickly
I nodded. I actually did which was kind of frightening, honestly."Anyway, you're having a fun time with this new not-new person. You're discovering all these different ways that you can act and feel. It's kind of intoxicating, right? I mean, I know it is for me."Kevin smiled at me and stroked my hair. I could tell he was looking for reassurance, so I gave it to him. Then he continued."Maybe you didn't suddenly, magically lose your intelligence. Maybe you're just excited about everything you're experiencing. It's new and fun and so it's natural to be a bit distracted by it all. Do you think that maybe that's possible?"I thought about it. "Do you feel that way?""Of course! Why do you think it took me nearly a month to get my car fixed, finally? When we, um, started, I was halfway through the new God of War game and, guess what, I'm still in the same spot. And last night when I went out with Jordy, I realized it was the first time I've seen him in weeks. Do you think that sex with m
The next few weeks we found a kind of rhythm. Kevin worked on his car and hung out with his friends. He told me he went to a few job interviews, though it didn't seem like there was anything promising.I went to school like usual. Attended class and took notes. Followed my standard routine as best I could. Nothing felt right. I got my usual A grade a few times, but there were just as many Bs and even a C once. Every time it happened, I became more used to it. But it never seemed like normal.It was like I was sick with some strange fever. Or maybe my consciousness had switched to a different body. Nothing made sense to me. It's not that I didn't try with school because I definitely did. But everything seemed fuzzy or weirdly complex. It made it hard to do much of anything except nod along and hope that some of it would stick.Instead, my focus was always on something else: the things I did with my brother when our days were done. We didn't always have sex. Sometimes we went back to or







