1. The Break Up


    Date: 7/30/2015, Categories: Fiction, Blowjob, Consensual Sex, Incest, Rape, Written by women, Author: Lostlady, Rating: 90, Source: sexstories.com

    wipe her crotch dry, to get as much of his semen off her as she could, then tossed them on the kitchen table: a little souvenir for the bastard. Going into the bedroom, she changed, putting on a sweat suit then packed an overnight bag. She left the dress on the floor; she never wanted to see it again. For some strange reason, she turned every light in the house on before she went out to her car, leaving the door open as she left. It was his house, let him worry about it. That’s when she drove off into the night. “Filthy prick,” she said aloud. “Damn filthy prick.” If anyone had heard her they wouldn’t have been able to tell whether she was speaking about the man or his organ. They were both the same to her. “That’s the last time that filthy prick gets inside me.” Again, man and member were one. She’d driven long enough, it was time to go someplace, though she didn’t have a clue as to where. She needed to talk, but to whom? Tell her mother or her sister? That would be too embarrassing, she was already humiliated, the same for her girlfriends. That’s when she thought of Dave, he would probably understand, or at least be sympathetic. She found a place to pull over and stopped the car. Dave was her nephew, although he was only a year younger than her; her mother had Cindy’s sister when she was 18 and Cindy when she was 35, her sister gave birth to Dave a year later. Growing up, they lived in opposite sides of Cindy’s mother’s double house. They had always been very close ...
    growing up, so when she called on her cell phone and asked if she could come over and spend the night, he agreed without asking why. When he opened the door to his apartment and she saw the concerned look on his face, she knew she must look like hell. How could she not? She asked him if she could please take a shower, she wanted to clean up before answering any questions. In the bathroom she looked at herself in the mirror, it wasn’t a pretty sight. Her eyes were red rimmed from crying, at the corner of her mouth her lower lip was swollen, one cheek was puffy looking, and as she undressed, she saw the welts on her hips and stomach where her panties bit into her when Brad ripped them off. As she showered, she thought to would be good to just stay there until she felt clean inside and out, but she also wanted to talk, so she cut it short. While she was drying off there was a knock on the door. She opened it slightly and looked out. Dave passed her a pair of pajamas and a bathrobe. “They’ll be big on you, but the bottoms have a drawstring waist, so they’ll work.” It was the first bit of kindness she’d experienced that day, and she was touched. Her eyes welled up again. She quickly dressed and went out into the living room and sat on the couch, leaning forward elbows on her thighs, hands clasped in front of her. “Now, what’s happened?” he asked as he sat down next to her, placing a hand on her shoulder. “Talk if it helps, don’t worry about anything, just talk.” Cindy was quiet for a ...
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