Taking a deep breath… OK. I’m posting this to the sexystories sub and I marked it as containing [Inc]est, but there is not really any actual incest or sex involved. It’s a story about coming of age. Everything I’m reminiscing about here was basically innocent. At least that’s the way it felt back then. Today, as an adult looking back on it, I see things in a sexual light that weren’t sexual at all back then. It turns me on, and I feel an intense yearning to go back to those days, knowing what I know now; but I know it’s not possible. Those days are lost forever. But it was so wonderful while it lasted…
My heart is pounding here… I’ve never admitted this to anyone. Um. Yeah. So… my Ma bathed my sister and me together regularly until we were both in our early teens, and my sister and I still bathed together for a long time even after Ma stopped doing that, and we all thought it was perfectly normal.
There, I said it.