I slept with my nephew. [F]

This post obviously contains incest. I originally posted this in an incest subreddit a while ago, but I’ve recently discovered this subreddit. I’m just not sure how well incest goes down here, so this is just a disclaimer to anyone who doesn’t like it :)

I guess I should give some context, just so you can get an understanding of my relationship with my nephew before hand.
My brother has been a single dad since my nephew was 3 years old. I’d help out when I could but eventually my time was split between my own home and my brother’s, basically staying with him part time to help out more – due to his work my brother would often travel so it was just easier for me to stay with my nephew.

As my nephew grew up I’d catch him checking me out and such. It didn’t really bother me as I knew this was just a thing guys did around that age.
It got to a point where I’d sometimes find my panties in his room, which he’d obviously stolen from my room, to jerk off with I assumed.

I’d never experienced incest before but I was always aware of it. I always found the idea of it pretty hot but it was never a kink – until now. The fact it was happening to me made it even hotter. This lead me to have a little fun with the scenario. I thought it’d be funny to now and then leave underwear out for him to find.

I’d catch him jerking off as well. A couple of times I’d walk into the bathroom or into his bedroom, not realising what he was doing in there. Sometimes though I’d catch him in his room cause he’d left the door open. Wether he left the door open on purpose I’m not sure but I would watch for a little bit. I was curious if he was using my panties, which he was. I found it really hot watching him jerking his cock with my panties in his hand.

One day I ended up taking the playing around a bit too far. I had been out with friends for dinner and drinks, but had ended up coming home early. I got home, and found him in his room. The door was wide open, and I could easily see numerous pairs of my panties on his bed, and he was jerking off, with pictures of me on his laptop.
I watched for a little bit like I sometimes did, but like I said previously, this time I took it a bit far. It was definitely the alcohol in me, but I entered his room, and picked up a couple of pairs of my panties, and said something along the lines of “I thought I’d lost these”.

He obviously got a fright and tried to cover himself up and hide the panties but it was too late of course, I’d already seen him. He stayed in his room the rest of the night and I didn’t see him at all. Maybe it was due to the alcohol but I couldn’t stop thinking about how I’d wished something more had come from that, and I ended up getting myself off while thinking about him jerking off with my panties.

He tried to apologise the day after, and explain his way out of it. We had that awkward talk where I told him it’s just what guys do I guess and tried to slip in there that I didn’t really mind, but I found all the panties in the wash basket that night. That actually disappointed me a little, thinking that after our talk he wouldn’t steal my panties anymore, as I was actually starting to really enjoy it.

The next couple of days were very awkward. He would barely speak to me, wouldn’t even look at me and stayed in his room most of the time. I tried my best to lighten the mood whenever I did see him joking about it, but I don’t think that helped. I would still try to speak to him about it, reassure him that I really didn’t mind, some part of me fantasising that he would see these subtle hints I was giving him that I actually enjoyed it. Despite knowing how wrong it is I just couldn’t stop fantasising about fucking him. And that wish would eventually come true.

Eventually I came (somewhat) clean when things were still awkward days after. I told him that I’d seen him jerking off with my panties numerous times and that I really didn’t mind him doing it, and I tried to subtly slip in there that I kinda enjoyed watching him too. My plan to break the tension seemed to work thankfully. We had that chat again, this time without him being so awkward and I remember saying something along the lines of “we all have needs. And I’m more than happy to help with yours.” We were able to laugh about the whole situation and I “joked” that I’d be happy to model the underwear for him. I didn’t want to come right out and say I’d fantasised about fucking him but I wanted to hint towards it, which I’m glad he finally caught on to.
That night I was asleep but got woken up. I felt my boobs getting groped and a hard cock pressing up against my ass. I acted surprised as if I didn’t know why he was doing this but this was the moment I’d waited for, for ages. I asked what he was doing, which I got a mumbled reply to saying something about how he knew I wanted it. And he was right. Just feeling his hard cock against me had me so wet. He wanted me. And I wanted him.

I moved back towards him, grinding my ass against his cock. Feeling it getting harder with every movement. I reached behind me and rubbed his cock through his boxers, until he took my hand and put it inside his boxers, grabbing his hard cock. I started to wank him off and he then told me to suck him off. Just the way he said it, demanded it, was so hot, and so that’s what I did. He sat up and I did what he asked. I used my mouth on him for a while, but I was so horny I just wanted him inside me. I climbed on top and started riding him.

The sex was amazing. Not just the actual sex itself but knowing how wrong it was just turned me on so much. Him too. So much so that it wasn’t just a one time thing. We fucked the night after. And numerous times times when his dad wasn’t around.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/xhptev/i_slept_with_my_nephew_f