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Click hereShe was always a wild and free spirit, which I knew. Years later, when they were both married, they started to have a fling. It was more than a fling. They saw each other often and for many years, if not decades.
He also told me there were many other men in my mom's life over the years. He told me my father never knew, but he was sure he suspected something. He thinks he just looked the other way and didn't want to know.
He told me that I reminded him of my mother in many ways. That's when I dropped my dress and pushed him back on the bed. He went down on me. He licked and sucked me to multiple climaxes that afternoon. He wasn't the bull he was ten years ago, but with the help of Viagra, he gave me a nice ride. I lay in bed with him in his arms for close to an hour. I knew this was the last time I would be with him. It felt so good to be in his arms. I was in no hurry to leave.
Before I left, he had one more confession. He said that my younger sister was actually his daughter. I just about had a stroke when he told me this. This rocked me to my core.
But again, things started to make sense. Things were adding up.
My oldest sister and I resemble each other. We both have our parents' features. My younger sister was the oddball. She looked completely different. Growing up, I never thought anything about it.
As we got older, I began to see a strange resemblance between my sister and my friend Lindsay, Mr. Graham's daughter. I never said anything, but I do remember thinking it many times. They resembled each other in both appearance and mannerism.
Mr. Lindsay said that my mother never said anything to my father. As far as my father knew, we were all his daughters. If he did figure it out, he never let it be known. Talk about deep family secrets.
My sister has no idea that she is Mr. Graham's daughter. It would devastate her if she knew. I just hope nobody in our family gets a DNA test.
That was the last time I saw Mr. Graham, but I do think of him often.
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OK. Where's the incest? Since Graham is not her father in any sense, it doesn't work. A better ending would be for him actually to have sex with her younger sister (his actual daughter) . . . .
Wooow what a snap shot of your life...this world is crazy wild sometimes. Great read
i loved this story and it isn't what i'd call incest but pure lust and i wish i was that Mr Graham
So exactly what part of this story is considered incest? Just because Mr. Graham eventually knocked up her mother, he's still not genetically connected to her. He's only her little sister's biological father. Granted that if you stretch the imagination far enough, her father's close friend might be considered taboo. But I still maintain that it doesn't belong here.
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Also, fire your editor for letting the following mistake slip through:
> I felt his sperm shoot deep inside of me filling me with his warm seed. Mr. Wilson was now a part
> of me. His seed absorbed by my wanton body. I squeezed my vagina on his cock to milk every last
> drop of his seed. It was important to me to have all his seed inside of me.
> The thought of Mr. Graham's sperm deep inside of me caused me to have multiple orgasms. I
> remained mounted on him as my entire body was in spasm and trembling. I had never experienced
> anything like it before. Mr. Graham was impressed, as was I.
Who the fuck was Mr. Wilson? Hahaha 😆 🤣 😂 1/5
Thankyou - I loved the twists and turns of the adventure! And I liked the span of story over time - that helped me to get to know both the narrator (you in some way?) and of course Mr. Graham. I'm always interested in the dynamics of control in these sorts of situation.
Well written stories April. Enjoying your writing and the pictures you post in the forum. You have a lot of well deserved admirers!