Why do I drink myself from desperation? Because I'm in love. So deeply in love. You say that being in love is good, don't you? The problem is I'm in love with my own dear sweet giving mother and I'm fucking her. Oh my God, I can't help myself!
I wonder if fucking my Mommy is a sin. If it is, what about fucking my sister? I've fucked both of them. Now on a scale of 1 to 10 which is the greater sin? And what if I'd fucked my Grandmother? Where would that rate. Or if my Grandfather had diddled me? Such as the comic Woody Allen is alleged to have done with his daughter. No doubt he would be the high scorer for these molestations. But wait, he is still fucking his daughter. Step daughter albeit. Oh what the hell, does it make any difference if incest is consensual? You tell me? All I know is the penis wants what the penis wants. My penis wants my Mammy.
I should start at the beginning. My father was a military man. When I was a teenager he was killed by an IUD in Iraq. The military sent us three boxes. The square box had his ribbons and medals. The narrow box held pieces of him recovered after the bomb blast, including what looked like a shriveled penis, with documents proclaiming it was DNA certified as his. Then there was a piece of his scalp with his unmistakable long dark brown hair.
In a third flat box was his diary. That was when the shit hit the fan. It seems Dad kept a list and detailed description of every sex act he'd ever been involved in. From the time he lost his virginity way back when, right up to the arab prostitute he screwed the night before he was killed.
Mom was an avid reader, especially of that diary. The diary started out describing an incestuious relationship that Dad had with his sister. That would be my Aunt Gail. The diary description went like this:
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Dear Diary,
My sister was complaining that her vagina was too tight. She feared men would reject her. I told her I could help her. I asked her to wait until later that night. Around 11:30 pm the house was quiet. I came to her room with a large jar of mayonnaise.
"What the fuck are you doing with that?" she said.
"Well, Gail, there is no better wholesome cunt lube on the face of the earth. This is a gourmet batch from Dani's Deli made from fresh eggs and olive oil. You should let me give it a try."
"How so?"
"Gail, I'm going to use it to enlarge not only your vagina but also your expectations."
I told my sister to get nude and lie on the bed. I spent a long time applying the mayo to her vagina. First one finger, then two and finally three fingers deep inside her.
"You do have a tight vag," I said.
"I know," she said as tears welled up in her eyes.
"Ok, let me lift up your legs and rock you backwards."
Of course my cock was overgrown with anticipation. Her well lubed vag, smelling vaguely like a turkey sandwich allowed for easy entrance. I took my time fucking her. A long time, thinking of silly things to distract myself from cuming. I continued to fuck my sister every night for the next few weeks, even when she was having her period. Of course it was a pleasurable chore. When you love your sister you don't think twice about fucking her for her own good. By the time I was finished with her vaginal therapy I could assure her she'd be able to take any penis up to 7 inches. That was my size. If it was bigger than mine she'd do best to tell the guy to go slow.
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So there it was. My Dad was fucking his sister. Oh well I thought, like father like son. Maybe I should try the same thing. My sister Naomi was returning from college. I doubted her vag was tight. I knew she was deep into kinky sex.
I know how good looking my sister Naomi is. All the guys do. Now that she's home from college I she confessed she'd had her cherry popped.
She told me, "I'm no longer a virgin. I've been dating a foreign exchange student from Nubia."
Of course she'd given it up for him. I can only imagine how big a Nubian's dick is? She said he was unfortunately called back home when the President of Nubia was removed from office by the military.
Having gotten used to being fucked often, more than once a day by the Nubian, she began to get very horny in his absence. Her attempt to find a remedy was, in desperation, to pledge Sigma Chi Sorority. A sorority where the guys said their initials stood for "sex chicks."
Being a member labeled a girl as an easy lay if not an outright whore. Naomi began attending frat house parties linked to her sorority. She had learned it was customary for the girls to take turns having sex with several different dudes in the same night. Everyone was doing it. She figured,
"Why not me?"
But like many enthusiastic "sisters," she overdid it. The night before Thanksgiving break she had sex with 12 guys on Saturday night. The results were not surprising. She was very sore. Her vagina looked like it had collided with a donkey cart.
When Naomi came returned home she told me the story. I wasn't convinced it was true until she showed me her wounded vagina and asked if I would put my penis inside her "vaggigi" to see if the soreness had dissipated.
What's a brother supposed to do? Late Saturday night she knocked on my door and then barged into my room. I was beating off to some pictures in an old Playboy Magazine. She realized my state of onanism with one gander at the tent pole under my sheet. I then tried to further hide my erection by pulling the blanket over it. That led her to tease me and she began grabbing for my cock. Finally in desperation I gave in.
I threw back the cover and let her see my full erection.
"You see, I'm hiding nothing." I have to admit my cock looked glorious, red and moist. Almost instantly she pulled off her pajama bottoms, those with the little dogs on it, and jumped top of me. She grabbed my cock, wet it with her saliva and pushed me backwards on the bed. It was as if she was a wrestler. She gripped my cock tightly. I thought she was going to jerk me off. But no, she inserted my dick right into her vag.
"Oh, oh," she cried out, "it still hurts. What did those guys do to me? "
"How big were their dicks," I asked.
She opened up her eyes wide, didn't answer, got off of me and ran out of the room. I could hear her in the bathroom running the cold water. Afterwards she came back in, without knocking.
"I'm sorry, I couldn't let you continue fucking me. It just hurt too much."
"I know, my dick is kinda large."
"Well, not as big as the guys who fucked me, but it's bigger than normal I guess."
"Thanks, just what I wanted to hear, my dick is tiny."
"No, it just fine," she said, "I don't want you to get blue balls, do you want me to jerk you off or blow you?"
"Thanks, but no. I beat off my tiny wee-wee after you ran out of here."
"Can we try it again each night till I'm ok?"
"Sure sis, whatever. Dad said mayonnaise is good for lubing a vag."
"Oh, don't be ridiculous."
Naomi left the room holding a small ice pack she'd taken from the kitchen against her crotch.
True to her promise she came into my bedroom each night for the rest of her trip. By the time three nights had passed most of her soreness had dissipated. She had recovered. After enjoying myself testing her I remarked,
"The ability of the vagina to heal itself is a miracle of nature."
