Guy hooks up with his cousin and his aunt:My first cousin and I lived in the same apartment complex for a while. We constantly made out/fondled each other. Also, our other cousins lived nearby and they would be in the house while we did it. The apartments were very small ~1,000 sq. ft 3 rooms but we still got away with it. We were both horny teenagers and this went on for about 2 months. Haven’t seen her since and we don’t even talk on FB or anything. I wonder what it will be like when we meet again. He remembers his grandmother well. She was small, almost like a child, though very round. She had five children and her sons left home as soon as they could. He doesn’t remember Grandfather, and to him Grandmother is a woman who lived in an apartment building in town and grew increasingly odd, while Aunt Ellen and his mother took turns to make dinner for her. Certain smells made him think of her, smells that linger in the bathroom, or bergamot candy in the kitchen. Or the sight of dish mats and the plastic souvenirs his mother and Aunt Ellen brought home from vacations. And her hands, mostly her hands. They were as small as a little girl’s and never at rest. Small and fluttering. How strange to think it was those hands that did it. The thing his mother claimed they did. Another note, PLEASE READ: This is entirely fictional. Obviously I am not an expert nor do I condone using any dangerous or hazardous substances. This is meant as a light and fun story, based on a boy's fantasy. In short, do NOT try this at home/IRL. Their cellar was different from the basement under Grandmother Peal’s house, which had concrete walls and floors. My aunt’s cellar had a floor and walls of dirt. It smelled like the deep hole that Dad dug when he had to bury a puppy that died. Even though it had been a sad experience, I’d loved the smell of the damp hole in the earth. Boy marries his sister and sleeps with his mother: Married to my sister at the age of 13. At first I was neutral towards her, but as time passed we got closer. Also, went to bed with my mother on my 18th birthday. Was weird but okay.

Moving, Moving, Moving Toward the Future: excerpt from my next book titled “Living with Twelve Men 06/25/2015 By January Nelson Updated January 6, 2019 Incest Stories — 27 People On Reddit Share Their Experiences My Aunt smiled and said, "Yes dear, that's a little baby who still needs to wear diapers all day. But since you are a big girl, you get to wear training panties during the day." It was then that I realized that a wet diaper was something more than cold and clammy. It was heavy. She could be like that,” Aunt Ellen had said so often, and he doesn’t know how many times he saw his mother nod and put in her two cents. “You remember what she was like, don’t you?” they would say, and scrutinize him.

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When I went into the Living room, my sister nearly choked at seeing me in the diaper. She giggled as I went from person to person, saying goodnight. But he couldn’t help getting dirty because it’s dirty in Aunt Bernice’s cellar.” I wanted to show her that I had been more careful than my cousin. “See…I’m still clean.” My eyes grew large as she unfolded the pink diaper. "Oh no, Mom! Don't make me do that. PLEASE don't make me wear a diaper!" When we entered the room, there was a large double bed for my parents, and a......I couldn't believe it! A white CRIB, covered with pink bunnies and of course, pink nursery printed sheets.

My brother sat at the table and talked with the men. I don't think he enjoyed it much. It didn't LOOK like much fun, just sitting there and talking. He would have had more fun playing marbles with us. But, that's what you gotta do when you grow up, I guess. First we were just there through dinner. Then it came time for supper. "You CAN'T leave now, and drive all that way hungry, Junior," they said to Dad. Siblings who ruined their relationship with their father: I’ve been with my brother for ~4 years. My profile’s littered with everything about us, but the gist of it is, our father hates us, and we’ve pretty much had to cut all ties with him now. Our aunt (dads side) knows about us and is more than supportive of it, and just wants us to be safe and baby-free. I’m 99% sure that our mom knows, but her and our dad are separated so I don’t know how much they talk right now. She found some baby powder and sprinkled it on me, then snugly fastened the diaper using the tapes that were on it. My sister was in the room with Aunt Janet. Shannon was displaced to a sleeping bag in the living room. She didn't complain, as this meant she would get to stay up longer.I haven’t been the biggest fan of ‘The Graduate’ except for its ending which, in my opinion, is one of the finest ever in cinema. It’s quite difficult to relate to a coming-of-drama that’s more than 50 years old. But there are some amazing moments in the film that still hold up well and manage to move me tremendously. ‘The Graduate’ was a trendsetting phenomenon that changed the way coming-of-dramas were made. The feeling of angst and sexual tension felt by Benjamin is palpable. He is seduced by the wife of his father’s business partner but ends up falling in love with her daughter. As I said, it might not hold up well for modern audiences, but it’s still an incredible experience and an absolute fun ride. My mother stripped me down to my underwear to sleep in. Grumbling about it, I began to climb into the crib. Just as I got in, my mother said, "Hold on just a minute."

Is that so?" my mother said. "Well mister, you've got another thing coming. I WAS going to let you have the side down while you slept in there, but since you are acting like an ungrateful spoiled BABY, a crib is where you belong...with the side UP!" I looked over at to see she was indeed wearing one of the diapers. It was slightly large on her, slightly small on me. Still, it fit. She sighed and rolled her eyes a little, “Okay… but next time you want to tie me up, just ask me, you don’t have to chloroform me!” This is the film I show people when they say that Martin Scorsese is a very unemotional director. Few love stories have been as emotionally devastating and brutally painful as ‘The Age of Innocence.’ It tells the story of Newland Archer – a young and ambitious lawyer engaged to a woman from a highly respected family. However, things change when Archer falls in love with his fiancee’s cousin, Ellen. Their repressed emotions intensify the passion and intimacy of their relationship, making their eventual fate a deeply tragic one. It’s brutal, inexplicably painful, and too powerful to even talk about. Sure… lot’s of fun! Nothing like waking up bound and gagged. I thought you said earlier you wanted to repay me?”Siblings keep their relationship a secret: Yes, with my sister. And it didn’t, since we were the only ones knowing about it. But it did affect our behavior with each other since we started to act more like a couple, which in turn caught the attention of family and friends. When asked about anything suspicious we usually play the “we’re just good friends” and in a last resort move the “how dare you!” card and we’re cool. A bunch of shit went down on Thanksgiving, and our dad basically “outed” us to our entire family. Afterwards, we got a lot of phone calls from relatives who either tip-toed around asking us what was going on, or called to tell us how disappointed in us they were about how we “treated” our father. Our mother heard all of this, and is either in denial or didn’t put the pieces together completely. My gut is telling me it’s just denial and we’ll be forced to face her when she finally accepts it. Some things just happen in your life that you’d never imagine. I had never really thought about this sort of stuff before and now I’ve opened my mind about it. If I ever meet someone who is in love or has a relationship with a cousin I’ll give him or her my full support. It peed on the apron while it happened, and a long, thin sound came out of Aunt Ellen. Mother wanted to jump on Grandmother and make her stop. She was going to scratch her. Or else she was going to run, or maybe just scream. But she did none of those things, because Grandmother looked at her in such a strange way. Like it was a kind of experiment and the idea was to find out how much chaos she could cause inside her. The more chaos and noise she could make there, the better. The second time, my somewhat distant aunt who is only a few years older than me. It was only one night but we made out, fondled, groped and “if you show me yours I’ll show you mine” thing. She was around 20 I was a few years younger. No one knew, haven’t seen her since. I think we’ll probably do it again when we meet.

When people say European cinema, the names most often mentioned are Andrei Tarkovsky, Ingmar Bergman, Jean Luc-Godard, Luis Bunuel, Michael Haneke, and so on and so forth. But Krzysztof Kieslowski‘s name is often sadly overlooked, and in my humble opinion, he’s right up there with the aforementioned greats as one of the finest auteurs European cinema has ever produced. He had this ability to get so deeply personal and intimate that it leaves you soaked in a plethora of emotions. They always called Dad Junior, since he was named after his Daddy. I wondered since I was named after my Daddy, should I be called "Third"? We stayed for supper. We stayed for desert. And then my sister and I played with our little Cousin, Shannon. She was Aunt Janet's Granddaughter, really our third cousin. She was also spoiled rotten. Cried if she didn't get her way. She got her way a lot. cousins casually dated for 5 years: Dated my cousin for almost five years. But here this is pretty common, so it’s OK.Todd Haynes’‘Carol’ is quite simply one of the most beautiful films about what it feels like to fall in love. These are two people dying to fall in each other’s arms, yearning for a sense of emotional liberation from the clutches of a cold society. Therese is a shy young girl who isn’t happy with her boyfriend. Carol is a wealthy, middle-aged mother on the verge of a divorce. These are two people in different phases of life, from different strata of society, but the world around them is cold and indifferent to their feelings and desires, and that is when they meet. With an amazing cast and a nuanced script, Haynes crafts a timeless story of love so full of warmth and humanity. Lost virginity to step-brother’s step-sister: Lost my virginity to my step-brother’s (my dad his mom) step-sister (his dad her mom). Not incest but the families didn’t feel great about us as an obvious couple.