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I was returning to my home town in Kerala after 3 years in Gulf. The toil and pain of gulf life in an offshore drilling company in Middle East was not able to extinguish the fire within. My parents had lot of expectations from me and I was proud to have lived up to that expectations. When I left for Gulf we had nothing and now within 3 years things had changed. A house of my own was waiting for my comeback. The fruit of my toil and the light of my spirit. But what was burning within me was something else.
I had been planning my return for a long time now. Only 2 months, that's all I am getting and then back to the sea and the smell of oil and sound of rig machines all day is what I am destined to. I needed to make this trip memorable. In the rig 2 years back my supervisor and I became close friends and he introduced me to a new world. Incest of course. Incest is dangerous yet desirable. Incest is vulnerable yet the most pleasing. It is wrong but still right as it triggered the entire human race. My Supervisor, Mr. Kurian Sir used to narrate how he made love to his sister and mother as a teenager. I used to listen to his stories with disbelief. Not sure to believe it or ignore it. Found it hard to believe and even harder to ignore.
Kurian Sir was my inspiration as he was the most skilled technician in the rig. He would understand my disbelief and show me photographs of him sucking the boobs of his sister, who was married at the time when Kurian Sir showed me those photographs. I would still not be convinced and he would call her up and put on speaker phone the conversation for me to listen. He would purposely use disgusting language during these conversations. I started believing slowly what he was saying and also believing in the powerful game of incest which if played accurately, will open up pleasure points unfathomable to your imagination.
1 year back I decided I am going to try out his techniques on my sister who just turned eighteen.
I had been planning my return for a long time now. Only 2 months, that's all I am getting and then back to the sea and the smell of oil and sound of rig machines all day is what I am destined to. I needed to make this trip memorable. In the rig 2 years back my supervisor and I became close friends and he introduced me to a new world. Incest of course. Incest is dangerous yet desirable. Incest is vulnerable yet the most pleasing. It is wrong but still right as it triggered the entire human race. My Supervisor, Mr. Kurian Sir used to narrate how he made love to his sister and mother as a teenager. I used to listen to his stories with disbelief. Not sure to believe it or ignore it. Found it hard to believe and even harder to ignore.
Kurian Sir was my inspiration as he was the most skilled technician in the rig. He would understand my disbelief and show me photographs of him sucking the boobs of his sister, who was married at the time when Kurian Sir showed me those photographs. I would still not be convinced and he would call her up and put on speaker phone the conversation for me to listen. He would purposely use disgusting language during these conversations. I started believing slowly what he was saying and also believing in the powerful game of incest which if played accurately, will open up pleasure points unfathomable to your imagination.
1 year back I decided I am going to try out his techniques on my sister who just turned eighteen.