Suddenly, I am an Incest Phone Sex Slut

incest phone sexI am not really known for incest phone sex, but I have experience. I was my father’s sex slave until I ran away from home as a teen girl. I have always wondered about relatives. My mom left when I was in diapers. She could have remarried and had more brats. My dad could have remarried or knocked some one up after I ran away too. Last year, I did one of those home DNA tests. I was nervous because I thought my dad might find me if I did, but he is likely no longer alive. He did a lot of drugs and drank even more booze. I took the test and was pleased to discover that I had a nephew. That meant I had a half brother or sister out there somewhere too. I found my nephew. I had a half brother too. He is only a few years younger than me. My mom was pregnant when she left my dad and me. I guess she knew dad would have beat her dead for getting knocked up by someone else. My mom was long gone, but my half-brother never knew I existed. I was jealous he had the youth I wish I had. Full of love and white picket fences. Norman Rockwell shit. When we first met, we were attracted to each other. I hear that is normal with siblings who never knew each other. I was attracted to my nephew more. A teen stud with an appreciation for my big boobs. Turns out my half-brother and my nephew are quite the perverts. They found my phone sex site using a reserve image search from the one picture I sent them before we met. They had been jacking off to my pictures and kinky incest fantasies long before we formally met. So, when I met them last week, they were at the advantage. I caught up quickly. I may have been jelly for a moment that my brother got the love and attention I did not. I got instilled with a different kind of family values, however, and now I have a brother and a nephew I can corrupt.

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