I have a **long** story of my weekend spent at my cousin’s house…if you have the patience, it went something like this:
I pulled up to Jenny’s house. After months apart, I couldn’t wait to spend the weekend hanging out and catching up. It was my winter break from college, and I decided to spend it with my favorite cousin. We were the same age, and best friends, but decided to go to different schools so we didn’t see each other as much as we used to. Still, we were so close that we always picked up where we left off.
Jenny was my only cousin from my mom’s brother’s family. My Uncle Nick, who was my mom’s brother, and my Aunt Cassie always treated me like their own, welcoming me and letting me stay the weekend at their house, spending time with Jenny. They were always the “cool” parents growing up. Despite Jenny and I being only nineteen, they didn’t mind that we drank in their house. Jenny would always sneak some bottles of wine, and we would get a little tipsy while watching TV. It was always a good time.
The front door flew open, and Jenny greeted me at the door, giving me a big hug.
“Lauren! You’re here!” Jenny exclaimed, “Oh my god, I missed you so much!”
“I missed you too!” I said back, “I’m ready to have some fun this weekend!”
After an evening filled with laughter and shared secrets, a forbidden tension began to wrap around me as I indulged in the wine. The more we drank, the more my thoughts shifted to a darker place, and the line between right and wrong blurred.
The night unfolded with drunken confessions and enticing whispers, escalating to a point where I couldn’t resist any longer. My body burned with desire as I yielded to my fantasies, and in a moment of reckless abandon, I opened the door to Uncle Nick’s dark secret…
What happened next was thrilling yet undeniably wrong, an intoxicating mixture of lust and guilt. I lost myself to the thrill of it all, my desires consumed me. The thrill, the danger—I couldn’t get enough.
As I returned to everyday life, flashes of my forbidden encounter ignited my senses. Could I ever face Uncle Nick again? Or would our unspoken secret ignite the spark of desire one more time? The echoes of that weekend linger in my mind, leaving me breathless and excited for what the future holds.
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