My Uncle Benny

Part 1

Hello everyone. My name is Kaylee. Some of you may already know who I am. If not, here is a brief introduction.

I am 18 years old, I graduate high school this year, and I am in love. For the last few years, I have been with the most amazing man I have ever met. We have to keep it a secret, because people seem to hate us when they find out. You see, he is 25 years older than me. Oh, and he just so happens to be my uncle.

For some pretty obvious reasons, researching incest is a small passion of mine. I’m always surprised how angry people get over a choice I have made that has nothing at all to do with them. Does my happiness mean nothing because some uptight people disagree with me? I see absolutely nothing wrong with consensual incest. (Consensual being the main part there.)

Anyway. A few months back, I came across this site. I wasn’t looking for, nor had I ever read erotica. However after a few guilty stories, I was hooked! I spent the next few days coming back to read more.

I showed some of my favorites to my boyfriend. To my delight, he liked them too. After “enjoying” many stories together, I suggested he write our tale. I knew he had written some things back in school, and he reads voraciously, so I eventually talked him into it. I thought it would be a short, slightly sexy/dirty story. I gave him permission to tell whatever he wanted. I had no clue he was going to say so much! (My muffin? What does cumming mean? Bananas! ALL of chapter 8! Seriously, so embarrassing!) Even so, I love them!

After months of me correcting, and reminding him of specifics, he snapped. He said it’s my turn to write my own. Although excited, I am also terrified! This will be my first, so please be patient.

The first part is going to be a retelling of his first chapter. Many of you already know it, so, this will be from my point of view. There may be more parts to come.

I look forward to telling my side of the story. Let people know what a great guy I have, and how wonderful he treats me. Maybe even get a few of you turned on.

If you think our relationship is wrong… I just want to say, I don’t care.

The same strong arms that cradled me as an infant,

threw me up in the air as a toddler,

picked me up when I fell down,

kept me safe after my nightmares…

Are now the ones that hold me tight as a lover.

I don’t see anything unnatural about that. My boyfriend has loved me since the day I was born. How many people can say that?



P.S. My age in this is 16. Older than his original story. Even though he was present on the day of my birth, he must have forgotten my real age. (WINK! WINK!)

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For as long as I can remember, my favorite person in the whole world has been my uncle. I love my mom, my family, my best friend, but sometimes I just don’t want to be around them. That has never been the case with Uncle Benny.

Uncle Benny has a way of always knowing what to say. He makes me smile when I’m grumpy. Can cheer me up when I’m sad. Makes me feel good about myself, when I’m feeling down. He even knows when to just sit and be quiet when I want him around, but don’t want to talk. He never speaks down to me. Even when I was little, he would talk to me sincerely about everything from books, to dolls, to cartoons, always giving me his full attention. At playtime tea parties, he was always a willing participant, never acting as if he would rather be doing something else.

I guess I have always had a bit of a crush on him, but nothing that I ever thought would lead anywhere. It’s more of the idea, that I hoped to someday meet a guy just like him.

Uncle Benny runs a construction company. He has been in construction for his whole adult life. He stands about 6’3″ tall, which makes him over a foot taller than me. He has very broad shoulders, over a powerful chest. If he carries a little extra weight around the middle, it is because he likes his beer, and loves good food. He’s not fat, just a bit of cushion. Besides with his large frame it looks good on him. It also makes his hugs all the better. All the time, girls, and even some guys, greet my uncle with a huge bear hug. They are the best!

He has unruly sandy blond hair, that even when short, has a mind of it’s own. He is not traditionally handsome, but has raw, rugged good looks. Kind of a sexy cowboy/working man look about him. His quick smile and wicked sense of humor, has women giving him attention wherever we go.

His best feature by far though, is his arms! Years of hard work, and heavy lifting, has given him the arms of a superhero. His biceps are huge. He has powerful forearms, and wrists, that are tan from working outside. His hands are big and work hardened. While they are strong and callused, I have also seen those hands gently hold, and bottle feed a young bunny the dogs had dragged home. When wrapped around you, those arms feel like they would keep you safe from anything. All my life I have been attracted to his big, manly arms. And trust me, I’ve seen many women glance, and even lightly touch his arm, when they are talking to him. Absolutely gorgeous!

My mother works long weekend hours as a sous chef. (She is second in command of the kitchen.) So instead of staying home alone, Uncle Benny picks me up on Fridays, and I stay with him on weekends. It is the best part of my week. He makes sure I do all my homework, and I do have chores I have to do, but mostly it’s just us, having a good time.

On this particular Saturday, we had gone into town on errands. We had lunch at my favorite place, and then went to a bookstore, where we both just love browsing all the used books for hours. We picked up some dinner, and Uncle Benny let me pick out the movie to rent. We got home, ate dinner, and I went to change into my P.J.’s. Well they aren’t really pajamas, just one of my Uncles big old, T-shirts, and some fuzzy socks.

I put the movie in while Uncle Benny went to make himself a drink. I was all ready to go when he returned. The movie had a few laughs, but was pretty terrible. Uncle Benny got up to make a second drink, then after awhile he got up again.

“Yeah, this movie isn’t very good, but we paid for it so we should at least finish it.” I told him.

He agreed so I pushed play. I laid my pillow over his lap and leaned over to get comfortable. The movie didn’t get any better. I didn’t think Uncle Benny was enjoying it because he kept fidgeting around.

I moved, trying to find a more comfortable position. I scooted higher up onto his lap. Normally he left his cell phone on the table by the door, I thought that he forgot and left it in his pocket.

I reached under the pillow. “What’s poking my ear?” It wasn’t his phone. Not his pocket knife, or pen either. For what seemed like minutes, but couldn’t have been more than a second, I was holding my Uncles boner.

Uncle Benny yelled at me, and I was sure he must be really mad. “I’m Sorry! I’m Sorry” I cried out. I was almost sure I knew what I had done but I was hoping I might be wrong. “Um, was that, what I think it was?”

His face was red in what I was thought was anger. “Let’s just finish this stupid movie and forget about it.”

I wanted to cry. I moved to the other side of the couch squeezing my pillow. It was an accident. I didn’t mean to. He probably thought I was an idiot. Or worse, what if he thought I did it on
purpose. I couldn’t even look at him. We finished the end of the movie, and we both just sat there.

Eventually, Uncle Benny got up and stomped into the kitchen. I heard him putting ice into his glass and then, slam the freezer door. I didn’t think it was my fault, but part of me wondered. Did I do it because I was curious?

He came back in and sat down. ” I’m sorry Uncle Benny. I am SOOO sorry.” He looked at me like he didn’t understand a word I was saying.

“What? Kaylee, you did nothing wrong! It was all my fault. Why are you apologizing?”

“Because I touched your… thing, and now you are mad at me.” I was really starting to get confused. He wasn’t mad at me?

“Oh Sweetie! That was not your fault and I’m not mad at you. I was mad at me and ashamed at myself.”

Now I really didn’t understand.