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My sister is 14 yr old red head, I am 16 yrs old.
I remember it like it was yesterday.
I slept with my sister
I was asleep on the living room couch. My sister came running down stairs screaming. All her screaming had awakened me. I knew exactly what she was talking about. My mother made him go home that night, but he still continued to visit. I come from a big family: my mother raised five boys and five girls.
We all slept in one big room with two king-size beds. One night when I was 9 years old a touch on my hand awakened me. I peeked out the corner of my eye, it was my cousin, Mookie, who was living with us.
He was 17 years old. He grabbed my hand and placed it on his private part.
I pulled my hand away, but pretended I was still asleep. I turned over and moved away. A few minutes he was beside me again. I moved again, crawling over one of my sisters.
A few minutes later he was beside me again. He followed me over that king-size mattress that night, I was scared to death. We were both quiet and nobody woke up.
Even though all my other siblings were asleep in the room with me I was still scared. This is the only thing that I can remember about that night. My first sexual experience was when I was fourteen years old.
I really liked this guy a lot. My first experience was supposed to be just that, my first. But it did not happen that way. I was head over heels in love with this guy.
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As I got older I gradually realized that this numb feeling was because I was never a virgin. I have never experienced someone My sister slept with me my virginity. It bothers me that I only remembered this one incident. Maybe whatever happened to me was so traumatic that I blocked it out of my mind completely.
When I was about nineteen years old I had another run-in with my cousin. I was visiting my aunt who lived really far from my home. Guess who pulls up? As we are riding we get into an argument. He wanted to stop at his home to warm up some fast food he had bought. I did not want to go to his home. He had said his wife is out of town. That little episode brought up some feelings in me. Sometimes I have the impulse to go to him and ask what he did to me.
I never did because I was not one hundred percent sure if he was the one who did it, the one who stole my virginity. I have even told a couple of people in my family about what happened. They only brush it off or say that I am trying to start trouble. You know, those comments really hurt because I was a little nine-year-old innocent. I know one thing for sure: my cousin was seventeen and he knew exactly what he was doing. Nobody ever said once that he was wrong. Then one night I had a dream about him.
I had to be about thirty- three then.
I then found out he was staying with my sister and her eleven-year-old daughter. This bothered me a lot. It bothered me to the point that I had a dream about the man. One night I went to sleep as usual. I fell into a sleep where my eyes were wide open. I could still see everything in the room. But I was asleep. This is how the dream started.
I was lying flat on my stomach. My cousin comes to me and lies on my back. I could not move. I could not break away from him. Then finally I woke up. My heart was racing so fast as if I had been running in a marathon.
‘i’ve been sleeping with my girlfriend’s sister. i need help. what do i do?’
Then all of a sudden this thought came to my mind: What about my little niece that is staying in the house with him? So the first thing I do is call my mother. She wants to know why. Then I tell her what happened to me when I was nine years old. This is the first time I told my mother what my cousin had done to me. I am glad that I was a grown woman when I told my mother about what Mookie did to me at age nine. All these years I suspected she would defend Mookie, which she did.
I was able to handle this rejection better at age thirty —three than I would have at age nine. When you are sexually molested it affects your life in many ways. First of all, I do not know how to love another person with my whole heart.
My first relationship lasted about eight years. He was a very nice guy. When it came to the sexual part of our relationship I just was not there with him. It was that I could care less if I had sex or not.
He used to tell me if he never made a move we would never make love because you never expressed any interest. It came to the point that my boyfriend would come home late at night and do it to me while I was asleep. It was then that I realized that I was experiencing repression from the trauma that occurred in my life.
You know, he was right. My second relationship is still going on. I think I married him because he loved me so much. We are separated at this time.
He tells me he loves me all the time. I know that I once had strong feeling for him, and I really want to get that back. But it seems as if my body and my feelings go numb.
I had sex with my sister and now we are having a full-on relationship
I want to work it out with my husband and I have improved a little but I still have a long way to go. I am working on myself now. Wish me Luck.