This was in the private but I wanted to post here. I feel like it is pretty important in understanding us. We support each other.

This is two posts combined into one

My husband does have a history with incest and I know the details and have experienced it in some ways

All events mentioned with sexuality involved are between adults

Want to begin with I am not my husband. He has okay with me posting this but I can't get in his head and tell you exactly how he felt or give a play-by-play. I avoid the pornification of my posts and just stick to only adding important details. No disrespect or slander to others who post in this style but I have no interest in detailing each thrust. But even if I wanted to, in this case, I can't. Also this post is not as "wholesome" as the posts I've msde so far. I mean, as wholesome as incest can be I guess.

My husband grew up in a very... dysfunctional family. I'm not going to get into too much detail with that but he had big issues with his parents. There was no abuse or anything like that. It's hard to sum up someone's life in a reddit post so I won't try. My husband and his parents just didn't see eye to eye for a while. They didn't talk much and argued often. In time they did reconcile. Adulthood and being out of the house often changes and helps your relationship with your parents.

His sister, two years older, struggled a lot. So when they were very young they were close. My husband told me they hung out all the time and spent the day on their bikes laughing. But when she got into her teens she started hanging with the wrong crowd. Their relationship didn't become less close but she was changing. She started drinking and doing drugs. My husband has some mommy issues(which comes into play in the bedroom) and felt like his mother wasn't there much. She wasn't very attentive and to him his sister was his mom. She did everything. She packed him lunch, tied his shoes, picked out his clothes etc. So when his sister started changing and being out more it was like losing his mom a second time.

The motherly care his sister showed him developed into him crushing on his sister pretty hard. Our circumstance and relationship is different but I relate it to how my own son feels about me. I am his maternal figure that cares for him and that was his sister to him. My husband told me he'd jerk off to his sister and cum to family photos with her involved. He had an incest kink so he'd have general fantasies about his mom as well but that was more a fantasy. He had real tangible feelings for his sister.

My husband, when I met him was smooth and relaxed but at the time and I suppose with her, he wasn't like that. His sister pretty much knew he had a crush and would just brush it off. When my husband was young he asked her for a kiss and she'd just laugh it off and say, "I'm your sister." And he never understood why that would stop anything. This to him was just a woman he loved and wanted to kiss. There were more moments like this as he was growing up. I don't want this to come off as groomy or off. Nothing happened in that time. He'd say that she was pretty and she'd thank him and say that they can't do anything. She explained that incest was wrong and that was how it went until they were both older and she had changed. Or maybe this was always her. Drugs do interesting things to people.

It got to a point where his parents kicked her out of the house and it made the rift between my husband and his parents even wider. Despite her change they always loved each other and when she was around they would talk. He figured if she was going to stumble somewhere high and drunk he'd rather it be where he can take care of her. I really don't want to go too deep into the specifics but she abused hard drugs but it was early stages and she was young so it just came off like her "party phase" but my husband knew better. It was getting bad. When she was kicked out she'd knock my husband's window at night and they'd share a bed. This is where their relationship got intimate.

They have had sexual encounters where it was just pure passion but she would use his feelings for her gain. Whether it was asking for money or asking for something, anything. My husband said they were in bed and she was completely sober. He always made it a point to not touch her if she was under the influence. They kissed and he felt his sister's breasts. They pretended it didn't happen and didn't talk about it. But a couple weeks later they kissed again and she asked if it was okay. All the things you'd expect, "you're my brother" and "we can't." But they kissed a lot. She gave him his first blowjob and he came on her forehead and in her hair. From there it became something they would just do. They'd try to resist it but eventually they'd explore more.

His sister would use this to her advantage and would trade things off. It's not to say she would withhold affection but the first time she let him put it inside of her, it was for money. He said she was on his bed pulling her panties to the side just coaxing him like, "All this could be yours." My husband was worried for her because he knew this wasn't like her. She let him put it in her ass for access to his car.

She realized the power she had and would use it. Honestly I think they were both lost in their own way because of their parents and a lot of the time it wasn't really about the money. His sister just wanted to feel more in control of something. I don't want it to seem like she was heartless because there was love there but she clearly took advantage of him. She'd hold him close and kiss his neck and cheek and ask things if him just knowing he'd say yes.

I'm in bed about to turn in but that's where I'll leave it for now. She did eventually clean up her act and sober up and their incestuous relationship did continue while we were together. But there was a point when it was very toxic and my husband just felt used by the person he was in love with. Our relationship was beneficial to him because he said I had a healing and understanding aura.

Apologies for any typos. Doing this fully on mobile.

SECOND POST

Not long ago I made a post about my husband's sister and how they have a history. I alluded my involvement but never really went into it. My husband knows about and has access to this account. He is okay with the things I post.

I can't get as detailed or internal with the things involving him because I am not him. I can't crawl in his head and find exactly what he was feeling at the time. We tell each other everything but it isn't the same as being there. His sister clearly and truly loved him. She was his "mom" figured growing up. His upbringing made us make sure that we filled the roles well with our kids. We never wanted to make our daughter(older than son) feel as if she had to be the mom AND the older sister. We never left her with the responsibility of taking care of her brother. I just think it is important for kids to be kids while they are and can be. If they aren't then they have issues later seeking out what was lost(my husband's sister)

She loved him and they talked and hung out a lot. When the substance abuse started and she used his clear feelings for her as a tool, the relationship forever changed. They kind of lost that Innocence and my husband lost his safe space. His sister still loved him but it was being taken advantage of. What was, "We can't touch each other. We're siblings. It's okay though. I won't tell anyone." Became, "I'll suck your dick if you drive me to X location" "I know you want your sister to suck your dick again. You fucking loved it" "I'll let you stick it up my pussy again if you give me some money"

That's not to say ALL their sex was a transaction. Their bond and them having sex ignited feelings for him in her and they would kiss and have a sensual general relationship. There were lots of times they'd kiss and fool around with anything expected. But if she was desperate she would withhold it. When she got kicked out and needed to sneak in through the window and sleep in her brother's bed. She'd use her body to get him to do it. "We'll make the bed really warm."

I was fairly young when I met my husband and had our first child. I constantly get comments about how my body is so good "for my age" and how I take care of myself despite being "old as hell." I am in my 40s but I had my kids pretty young. I'm not giving an exact time but I was 19-20s with my uncle and I met him during that time. My husband was still sort of somewhat in a weird relationship with his sister when I met him. He didn't come out right away like, "Hey I fuck my sister and it's weird and predatory sometimes." Over time as we quickly bonded he let me in. She wasn't as bad with the drugs/drink when I met her and she seemed quite normal. She was gorgeous. I flirted with her some because at that point I didn't know. All I knew about her was "this is my sister."

I did think they had an... odd relationship. Even as someone who at the time was fucking their uncle and had a huge incest kink, I didn't put it together in my head that my husband and his sister were intimate. It's just not a thought you have. I think it's why I could walk around with my son's hand around my waist and lean my head into his shoulder and kiss his cheek and people don't assume incest. It's just not a leap people take. People don't assume.

I did think they were really close but also resented each other at the same time. Immediately when they shared a room you could feel their immense love for each other. We were at a family event for them and I was with my husband and he asked if they had a certain food there because it was his sister's favorite. To the point that he was willing to go leave and pick some up if there wasn't any. His sister wasn't there to hear him take her into consideration. I think how you are about someone when they aren't around is the real tell. Later when I was talking to his sister alone I could tell she REALLY loved him. How she considered things for him and just by the mannerisms and such I could tell she really raised him. Compared to his actual mom, she was more his mom.

I didn't assume sexual tension but they were talking and flirting with each other. My mind didn't jump to incest but I did ask him about it in the car after. I brought it up more as a tease. I was like, "So what was with the flirting?" And he answered honestly. This may seem weird and rushed but we shared such an immediate connection when we met. I posted it before. When we met it was like we'd always known each other. We were also young. It's sweet to think we were our current kid's ages. He told me an abridged version of how they are physical and I told him it was okay. This caused me to open up about my relationship with my uncle. We had already both discussed incest as a kink but this was a real bonding moment. It's like we opened our hearts up to each other.

I'm kind of jumping forward. And maybe if I feel the urge I'll write to fill the space but there was a time when I had to take up for my husband. She was going to fall off the wagon and was trying to fuck resources out of him. I was okay with him fucking his sister, encouraged it even if it was for wholesome reasons. But for this, I couldn't stand by. Usually my husband is bigger and stronger but I knew he was weak for her. I don't think weak is the right word. She was essentially his mother. I know if I were doing what she did to my son, my son would be the same and it wouldn't make him weak. There is just an inherent power that comes with that role.

She thought she'd be meeting with her brother/my then boyfriend but I showed up. I told her that I knew everything that was happening. I said she needs help. She was upset with her brother for "spilling the beans" and ruining their lives now. She thought I'd hold his over then and eventually tell. But I told her I'd never do that. Eventually I got her to calm down and we just sat side by side on the foot of the bed and really talked. I've been told I have a really calming and peaceful spirit. I just wanted her to leave him alone but also. I really cared about her. Even if I didn't know her all that well. I loved her brother and he loves her so that is enough for me. I just talked to her and really listened. Eventually we kissed each other and it wasn't that sensual. Just felt like a thank you kiss. But I started feeling her breasts so it went further than I intended. We ended up naked and making out. She fingered me and kissed my neck. I guess a lot of time had passed because my then boyfriend showed up to check on me and saw us. He didn't freak or anything. He could see in her eyes and mannerisms that his sister wasn't using and that she wasn't trying to fuck resources from me. I guess he saw they I had the "power" in the situation. He just kind of giggled and asked how we were doing.

We didn't bother covering up or stopping. We weren't kissing but his sister's fingers were still inside of me. My husband sat behind us and just kind of watched while leaning on the bed frame. Eventually he kissed the both of us and we fucked her together. I remember being so good damn excited watching him kiss and penetrate his sister. I honestly didn't even need to have any sex. I was fine with just watching actual incest happen. Experiencing incest and watching someone else be incestuous are two different amazing feelings when you have the kink. But I saw his sister suck him off. I sat on her face while he came inside of his sister. It was just a very intimate session. Lots of naked kissing and cuddling in between orgasms.

We talked a lot and I really appreciated their relationship from this wholesome angle. They really were each other's. It was cute and sweet. To just see him sucking and licking on his sister's breasts and her just rubbing his head and running her fingers through his hair. It's interesting that the incest would never have likely have happened without the drugs but it seemed so natural at it's purest. I was living for it as a young incest freak

I don't want this to come off like through the power of my pussy I saved the day. Things were rocky for a while even after this. We just support each other and always have