1. Cassy II


    Date: 7/21/2015, Categories: Dark Fantasy, Incest, Romance, Virginity, Author: Austen Mahone, Rating: 71.4, Source: sexstories.com

    wondering how my uptight, holier than thou cousin would take my wandering around. You remember that guy with the guitar? I started fancying him after a while. I sort of kissed him a year back", I said casually. "No way! He was totally not your type!", Steffan said. "Well, it was really romantic actually. Only we were both drunk. It was a chaste kiss. No touching and stuff", I said. "So you went out with him for a while?", Steffan asked. "No, when he came back to his senses, he realized that he didn't really like me so I spent the next four or five months chasing him", I said. "Tough luck Cass!", he said. "Yeah... And there was another guy. This one was actually before the guitar guy. Actually he was this guy's best friend", I started. "Holy shit! That's mean!", he said, his eyes wide open and teasing. "Well he had a girlfriend. He kissed me and then decided he was in love with me and he broke up and then we made out and then I realized I was not okay with him... Then I discouraged him. He made up with his girlfriend and here I am", I said. Steffan really was shocked. "Why don't you just get into a relationship like a normal person!", he said. "I did try!", I said and looked away. "There is more right!?", Steffan asked. I shifted uncomfortably. This one was actually a hard thing to narrate. "He was kind of older. Liked by everyone else. Seemed like a gentleman", I said. "But turned out he was a total creep. He tried to take advantage of me. He blackmailed me till I could not ...
    even believe my friends. Tried to take another girl by force while we were supposed to be in a secret relationship. And then tried to persuade people that he had just made a minor mistake and was in fact, in love with me", I continued. I could not look at him. The last one had broken me. It had cost me some of my friends. It had cost me a lot of time worrying about what was wrong with me that I had not been able to spot him for who he was from the beginning. It made me squirm at every choice I had made with him while we were together. Every time he had tried to coax me to have sex and I had tried to just satisfy him with a blowjob which he made me feel obligated to give. Every time he tried to make me feel guilty for having refused him sex. Every moment I thought that maybe I loved him before being completely disillusioned about him. Steffan said nothing. He just stared ahead. He put the fishing rod on the ground and put his arms around me. "I was there the whole time, Cassy... Every time. You could have just given me the motherf**ker's address and I would have given him a ... Piece of my mind", he murmured. I gave a weak smile. He pulled me to him and hugged me tighter. "It was hard because he was supposed to be good. Everyone thought he was the definition of a gentleman", I said. "He was not, was he?", he said. I found myself telling it all to him. About the blackmails. About the way he used to be when we were together. I had kept quiet and had decided to lose my friends ...