SLEEPING WITH MY BLOOD SISTER
A story I am about to share with you was sent to me by a distressed
reader of Ng Blog, I edited some of his words to make it easy to read
and understand, but every other words appeared as he sent it to me.
Please read and advice him in any way you can. Don’t just read and go, it wouldn’t be nice, just give him a honest answer.
As d for me, my dear, you definitely need to see a strong man of
God for strong deliverance section, and you need to go with your sister
too. That’s all I have to say for now, let’s hear what other readers
have to say.
Dear Madam Ngozi, I want to first thank you for your good work
here, I came across your blog on the internet while searching for
something, so I felt like you and your readers will be in the position
to advice me candidly on what to do to liberate myself from this spell I
am in.
I want to first apologize to everyone that will read this my story
to please forgive me and just advice me on what I should do because I am
so confused and afraid of my future.
I grew up in the village with my siblings- we are six in number,
and I am the second child, my parents are poor, so it is not always easy
for us to feed back in the village, so my father decided to send me to
go and live with one of my uncles who stay in Calabar. Because of this, I
dropped out from school just few months to write WAEC because there was
no money to register me for WAEC, even though I was the most brilliant
student in my class then, my academic dream died, but I never gave up, I
continued to educate myself by reading every book I come across, but I
couldn’t further and I didn’t learn any handwork or trade because my
uncle I was living with turned me into his house boy- I cook, I clean,
wash and do every household work even though he is married with grown up
children who never helps with the household works.
After many years of living with my uncle, he refused to help me,
and I was already 25 years, so my elder sister who struggled on her won
to acquire university degree, and later got a job in Lagos, invited me
to Lagos to learn trade in order for her to assist me startup a business
that will help me become a man, so I packed my loads and travelled to
Lagos to meet my elder sister.
I started living with my sister; she lives in one room
self-content, so we share the same bedroom and bed, and it wasn’t a
problem until one evening.
That evening, I returned from where I was learning how to sow
clothe, and then I helped to boil rice for our dinner, we already have
stew in the small fridge- she usually prepares stew in large quantity,
which we do store in the fridge, to be used gradually. It wasn’t long,
my sister returned from work too, it was around 7:30 pm when she
returned, and I served her food, and also took my own, and we ate
happily like before and I thanked her and then switched on the
television to watch film, but it wasn’t long NEPA took light, so I went
to bed to sleep, and by then, my sister was in the bathroom taking her
bathe.
When she came out of the bathroom, she was tying only towel that
covered only her breast, leaving her waist and all visible, I
intentionally closed my eyes and tried to sleep before she then changed
into her transparent night gown and then joined me on the bed.
Few minutes after she joined me on the bed, it started raining
heavily with thunder strikes that even scared me, and unknowingly, my
sister was also scared by the thunder storms, so she mistakenly out of
fear held me so close from the back, and we stayed so close like that I
began to feel her breast pressing on my back, and before I know it, my
manhood began to stand.
I tried controlling myself by trying all my best to think of
something to take my mind away from the sensation I was feeling deep in
me, but it was as if she herself was also feeling the same sensation as
she drew even closer and held me tight I froze with fear, and as time
went on, I forgot she was my sister when she gradually slid her hands
down my boxers (I don’t like sleeping with trouser) and held my already
standing manhood, and that was how we started cuddling, kissing and
caressing each other as the rain continued to fall heavily.
Within few minutes, I was on top of my elder sister, while she
moaned and cried. We did it, and before morning, we had another sex as
if we were lovers, and that was how it all began.
We couldn’t stop again, it was as if both of were helpless, so we
continued even though we always regret after the act, but we can’t just
stop. I have tried, but she will come begging, kneeling down and crying
that I should not abandon her after all we have shared. Sometimes I feel
like running away, but there is no place I can run to, and I am even
afraid to tell anyone this because I am so ashamed of myself even as I
write this.
To be honest with you, I have impregnated her thrice, and she
aborted it to avoid our parents and people from knowing our secret. Now,
my sister hates guys, even handsome rich guys keep asking her out, but
she will never agree to date them, and same thing is happening to me- I
can’t even admire any girl, I am just so used to her right now. Please
is it not possible for us to marry? What would happen if we marry? She
once told me that we can marry without any problem, and she almost
convinced me when she asked me how the first human beings started
producing children, that didn’t they married their blood relations?
Please someone should advice me, I am so confused right now, I need
your helps. Thank you so much HEAVENLYBOY, please publish my story
please, and don’t put my name.
ur farther
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