I don’t want to give my name because I’m not a storyteller, I’m here to share anonymously, to vent about the biggest scam of my life that I pulled on my sister. I’m 42 now, I live in a small suburban apartment, but it wasn’t always like that.
I’ve been a big man-eater all my life. Men came and went in my life, I couldn’t and didn’t want to settle for anyone. On the other hand, my sister got married after high school and had a son. She asked me to be his aunt.
Jump in time….
15 years later, I was forced to live with my sister in an apartment with her son and her husband until I got back on my feet. My sister’s new boyfriend after the divorce was really nice. He was 2 years younger than her. He was tall and athletic enough, and I could see in his eyes that I was coming for him too. I wanted him, I wanted to feel him inside me.
We flirted with each other, secret touches, first stolen kisses and… that particular roof of the parking garage where we fucked for the first time. It was much better than I expected, I could understand why my sister chose him. Yes, I had an affair with him, even though he fucked my sister almost every day. This constant risk was always dangerous for me, but at the same time, the fear and danger of getting caught fueled my desire. The mornings were the best, we couldn’t wait for my sister and her son to leave home, we didn’t have to hold back. I experienced sky-shaking orgasms and even though I knew what I was doing, I didn’t feel guilty. Then came that particular incident.
One afternoon I thought it would be just the two of us for a long time. My sister was at a nail salon, her son was supposed to be with his biological father, but somehow he came home and saw us through the door. My sister’s husband didn’t notice anything because I was riding him, but our eyes met. I knew I was in big trouble.
2 days later I talked to him, tried to convince him not to tell his mother. That’s when he started blackmailing me. My brain couldn’t process this information, that I was now being threatened by a 15-year-old boy, who was also my nephew. I had no choice, every day when we were alone I had to suck him off and let him play with my breasts. This double life was terribly tiring. After a while, this wasn’t enough for him and he wanted to fuck me. I shouted at him that he couldn’t do this to me. I got a huge slap in the face, the likes of which I had never felt before. The blow rang hotly on my face. “You’re just a whore who fucks other people and you live here!” My heart almost broke in two with grief, but I knew he was right. I laid down in his room on his bed and he fucked my ass and pussy roughly, undisciplined and inexperienced. I just lay there crying, but I knew it was all my fault, I was responsible for everything.
From then on, I fucked my sister’s boyfriend less and less, because the daily rape from my nephew was stressful.
With a little help and a loan, I bought the place where I live now. I got a new job and I’m slowly giving everything back. I only see my nephew at family gatherings. He has a cute girlfriend with whom he acts like she’s a princess, but when he looks at me, I feel disgust and hatred in him to this day.
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