My Incest Life!

Hi everyone!

The reality of an incestuous relationship is rarely talked about here, so I thought I'd give it a go.

I'm in a loving relationship with my sister, aunt, and daddy, the sex between us all is mind-blowing and we have a close bond together, we all live in the same house.

Our mother passed and dad was working and drinking himself to death.

My sister and I went through bouts of depression and failed relationships outside the family.

Our relationships didn't begin until everyone was over 18, and it was my sister that made the first move on our dad, then me.

Our aunt (mum's sister) discovered our secret. She came within seconds of reporting us to the authorities. It was only after me and my sister spoke openly and frankly to her, that she relented. Within a year she had moved in with US.

Our relationship was born of grief and loss. As a family we pulled ourselves together, sharing love and life.

Now here's the hard truths.

We are resigned to living a double-life, we can't make displays of our affection in public, can't discuss our intimacy, irritations or relationship moans with anyone.

Socialising is hard... 'why are you still single?' Is a question we have come to dread.

At work we can't discuss our home-life, partners, or love-life.

Normal chat and gossip is carefully measured at all times, you dare not let a thing slip.

Curtains are constantly closed and the doors locked, luckily we have a detached house with a large garden.

We live in constant fear of discovery, ruin, and criminal charges.

Would I change a single thing? Never.

I am loved, cherished, supported and happy.

It's not a life to enter lightly, it's not a momentary thrill. It's a deep, life altering commitment, taken at huge risk.

And I love my incestuous life, every second of it.
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