My amazing life Chapter 1

This is my first story ever.
Comments are more than welcome.
This is not a quick climax story. It is more like a short novel, so there is a lot to it.
This story contains details of incest among other sexual fantasies. If you are against such things, please move on.
Everything from here on is completely fictional and never actually happened.
Enjoy.
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Chapter One:
I got married young. 18 as a matter of fact. And rather quickly too. We had only known each other for a little over six months when we tied the knot. I know now that it was not love, it was lust. That woman was so damn hot, just the way I like them.

Jeanie was 5’1”, 98 lbs. Hair the color of ravens feathers with long, loose natural curls which hung to just above the little dimples in her lower back and framed her beautiful heart shaped face. It was always so soft and shiny. I loved to bury my face in it and run my fingers through it. Her eyes were blue…, like the color of a tropical lagoon. So unique I could stare into them for hours.

She was a gymnast since she was old enough to walk. She loved the sport with a passion and would constantly be doing different moves and such, even at home. And with that she had a perfect, hard body, at least in my opinion. She had pert B cup breasts topped with tiny little nipples which seemed to almost always be erect. Those rested above the hardest stomach I’ve ever seen on a woman, a perfect, firm tummy with just a slight hint of a six-pack. And it was solid as a rock. Her back had a nice arch to it. When she stood, she looked as though she were lying down with her lower back arched in the air. She had excellent posture. And because of that her firm little bottom stuck out always enticing me to reach out and squeeze it. She kept her pussy shaved most of the time. But when she did let it grow, it was always trimmed and neat and she never let hair grow around her vagina, only on her mound. Her hips were slightly rounded which led to firm, muscular thighs leading to her muscular lower legs which were perfectly proportioned to the rest of her. And she had delicate size six feet that were like a second pair of hands with high arches. She loved to wear high heeled shoes.

So, at my young age you can imagine that I was so overcome with lust for such a delicate yet strong creature, that I mistook it for love. So we got married and soon after, bought an old four bedroom farmhouse on 200 acres of land and started our lives together. My parents financed it for us because my dad owned his own very successful trucking business and it had been well known that I would take it over when they retired.

Everyone loved the house. We got lucky actually. It was perfect. It had been well taken care of over the years and it showed. Along with the house, there was an old barn, a 30 ft fieldstone silo and three out buildings. All were in excellent condition, however the outbuildings could have used some paint, but we never could bring ourselves to do it because the old grey barn boards with a touch of red paint on them gave the place the perfect amount of rustic charm. The place was a homestead. Built in 1847, it has all of the right features for those who enjoy historic architecture. Two massive Red Oak trees guard the main entrance to the house with a wide field stone sidewalk in between leading to a large porch spanning the width of the house. Large French doors with acid etched windows welcomed all who came. Entering the home, you are welcomed to intricate wood trim that had never been painted. It was all hardwood stained with its age and a dark coat of stain. The first room you walk into is the dining room which is rather large. We set it up so we could entertain both of our families during holidays which amounts to 20 people, give or take, and there’s room for more. The floors are dark hardwood with a large fireplace across from the front doors. To your left is the kitchen. It had all of the old appliances there, but this was the one room that we upgraded. We spared no expense though because we wanted to keep the charm. We bought all new appliances, but everything was retro. Even the stove was custom built to look like an old wood kitchen stove, but it was a modern gas stove in reality. To the right of the dining room is the only bathroom in the house. It’s spacious and has really the only modern looking thing in the house, the shower. We loved to take showers together, so we had one custom built and it’s big enough for four at least, if you wanted to, possibly five. It has nozzles that spray at you from all directions if you want them to and this was built around a hot tub. Back to the dining room, straight ahead, on either side of the fireplace are large archways leading to the living room. There are large picture windows looking out over the rolling hills with the mountains in the distance. These windows face the West and make for some pretty awesome sunsets. To your left is the large, curved staircase leading to the upstairs. There is where the four bedrooms are. They are nothing special, but they are large and the master bedroom has a fireplace in it.