Teenage Incest Anal Sex Story: Losing Virginity to Cousin, Meth Addiction and Slavery

True story of losing anal virginity to cousin, exploring meth addiction and dark desires in forbidden family relationships

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Teenage Incest Anal Sex Story: Losing Virginity to Cousin, Meth Addiction and Slavery Intro: This is a true story of the time I lost my anal virginity to my cousin. I didnt just do that though, it went on for a couple years and I have lots of stories about it to share as fap material. This is the first time it happened and i also type about how it led up to that. I also try and outline specific memories. I understand most people would be damaged by this. But I loved being my cousins butt slut. I never had a thing for incest specifically but this was one of these stranger times of my life. It even put me in rehab for a little while and got me a criminal record for prostitution! Enjoy! My cousin Jimmy wasn’t too much older than me, I was 15 and he was 22 when this started. I remember before I really got to know him, hearing about how he was always in trouble. He started going to Juvi in 6th grade. I was kinda scared of him at first honestly because of what I had heard, and I tried to avoid him at holidays a bit only saying the formals. It didn’t help the fact I was shy either. He was living with our grandma, my dads mother, where I was also going to live. He was there because our grandma needed someone to live with her because of mobility issues and to help her take her meds, and he wasn’t able to find work, so it turned out that way. My parents sent me to live at grandmas because I wasn’t getting along with them at home and I wasn’t doing too well in school, and that was a huge deal for my mom being from Okinawa. My parents met when my white Irish-american dad was in the military and he brought my mom back here to the states, so she was a bit upset about why I was so bad in school. I was to start attending an alternative school near grandmas house. They thought the change in environment would help. I didn’t care moving to a new school because I didn’t have a lot of friends anyway. My mom drove me crazy too. My father seemed distant. I was a very depressed girl. The first few weeks, maybe a month or so that I had I lived there, I started school and was doing ok. It was still hard to make friends because of how shy I was. …and then things took a turn

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