Looking to establish ongoing Incest RP

[Athena_e19]

I would like an in-depth Incest RP, something beyond "I want my brother, sister, mother, father," etc. I would like the characters to develop and eventually by one way or another end up in bed. I only want one or two other players just to keep it under control. Each of us would have a character or two to manipulate. If you are interested PM me or send me an email. We can work out name, situation and characters from there.

 

[deadsexy111077]

sounds interesting

Hi my name is david, 26, im interested as long as it stays simple, not 20-30 characters

 

[Jagged]

I like your idea of a well developed plot. I thought of something called the "Jones" awhile ago. Kind of an incest soap opera. Jealousy and cheating all behind close doors. Ages 18 and above I image would be the choices. Perhaps the average family in the suburbs???

 

[8ballsoffire]

i'll join in, sounds like fun.

 

[Athena_e19]

Rules

Alright I think I will start up the storyline here momentarily. Each of you will be assigned a character to play within the family, you cannot bring in an additional character for your own purposes, and you cannot modify another character unless its within an implied consent thread. We will need to agree upon setting, different characters, etc. Please voice up with who you would like to be. I will be playing the mother. So father, daughter/brother will be available. Nothing beyond that for now. Also please check your spelling and grammar. I am TORTURED by "ur" or other drivel in posts. Use complete sentences, periods, commas, quotations, etc.

 

[Athena_e19]

Addendum

Oh, and I almost forgot, please try to play a character of your same sex in reality. I have found it helps when you try to put feelings on paper if you are honest with who you are. (Guys don't play women very well, and vice versa). If necessary we can work around that, say if I am the only woman. Again would love to hear comments and input!

 

[Athena_e19]

Interested parties?

If there is anyone interested in participating please read through previous posts, and keep messages to this board, unless I specifically invite a PM. I would like you to PM a detailed description of your character before you post here, thanks! As I said before I will be the mother in this situation, which for now is going to be early 1800's. Our family group is living someplace in what is probably now Montana. We have migrated here from backwater Illinois with other pioneering families from our home town. They have settled in the same basic area, but the closest neighbor is at least two miles away on a difficult trail. Our homestead is built in a 4-5 acre meadow surrounded by forest growth and it is intersected by a creek which forms a small lake in a nearby basin. Our house is a two bedroom cabin with one main room. There is of course an outhouse, barn, and corral. Any other setting details can be filled in later, as to me:

Name: Susannah Sommerset
Age: 36
Height: 5'8
Weight: Let's just say I'm thin, with padding in the right places.
Appearance/Basic Description: Brown eyes, light brown hair. Skin is tanned from long hours in the sun (except for areas which are covered by my modest homespun dress). The curves of my body are typically hidden by the same outfit for propriety's sake, but they still manage to show through on occasion. Susannah is taller than most women and men for her day and still retains a certain amount of beauty despite her plain lifestyle. She bore children young as befitting any woman (around the age of 15 or 16). She can be hard on her children if they insist on playing when work needs to be done, and very rarely is she carefree or truly happy. She was raised in a religious household and those beliefs have carried over into her life today. [The rest will be filled in as we develop the rest of the family and the storyline]

Remember to PM your description before posting! Hope to enjoy a long and exciting RP with all of you who participate!

 

[Jagged]

Chet Sommerset
Son
Age: 18?
Height:5'10"
Weight:150lbs
Hair:brown
Eyes: Brown

A strong young corn fed lad who enjoys but has started to grow bored with just working his familie's farm. He is relatively happy with his new surroundings, but misses having other boys and especially girls his age. Each day is filled with work, hunting, and fishing, and religious studies and school work taught by his mother. With a new land he hopes for new opportunities.


OOC what do you think....a good son?

 

[Athena_e19]

First Post: Sommerset Homestead

OOC: This will be the first post in the RP. Please do not push intercharacter activity without mutual consent, implied or explicitly stated. Also I do not want this turning into an immediate hop into the sack sort of situation. I want psychological development and emotional descent. For the time being there is no father, just two brothers and I.


IC:
Susannah woke early in the morning as usual, the sun just beginning to peak over the mountaintops in the distance. Her back ached from yesterday's work, as always, but her strong will forced herself into action. She swung her feet from beneath the thick wool sheets and leather coverings and paused momentarily to gain her bearings. Susannah could hear her two boys snoring softly, behind the thin linen table cloth that separated her bedding area from theirs. A winter storm had damaged the other bedroom and for the time being they were stuck sharing the same space. She pulled her heavy night gown over her head and quickly dressed in the black dress she wore daily, for the lack of any other clothing. Much of her family's modest belongings had been lost when their wagon overturned while fording a river. Susannah struggled to regain focus as the memory came back to her, but the dull ache was still there, never weaker than the day before. She silently moved out into the primary room and began a fire before going out into the cold morning air to draw water for breakfast. The tall damp grass brushed against her bare ankles and it occasionally managed to graze her calves despite her attire. After hauling the water back inside she hung the heavy iron pot over the stove and sat in a chair, enjoying the last few moments of rest before the day began.

 

[msboy8]

Other son

Description
Name: Luke Sommerset

I am the adopted son of Susannah, who is my Aunt. I am 18 years old and work the farm. I am 5'11" and have a thin, but strong body. My hair is brown, except in the summer, when it is brown streaked with a lighter brown, almost blonde. In the summer I work without a shirt, so my upper body is tanned.
I am still a virgin, lack of time and females sees to that. I masturbate when the urges get too strong, even though I was raised to believe it's wrong to do. My mom died of smallpox when I was young and Susannah took me in. I feel indebted to her and have no intentions of leaving the farm.

 

[Jagged]

first morning on the farm

Another morning at the farm it was cool as ususal, but not to bad. Chet stirred to the firmiliar sounds of the morning. The opening and closing of the door, and logs being put on the fire. He pulled back the sheet gently trying not to wake his brother and then he looked down. oushing hard against his linen drawers was his penis swelling up hard again. Chet moved quickly not wanting anyone to see. He pulled his night shirt over his head, and pulled on his shirt and pants. Soon socks and boots with no letting up of his normal morning wood. From what little he knew about boys and girls Chet wished he had a wife to help him with this morning swelling. Though he wondered if there were other ways to feel good and not make a baby. Perhaps a working girl knew but his mother would kill him.

He move out into the kitchen and poked the fire alittle and saw his mom sitting on the chair. Smiles, "Morning mama can I doing thing for you? What we having for breakfast?"

 

[msboy8]

Luke

Luke woke as he heard his brother get up. He saw his brother's aroused condition and felt a moment of satisfaction. He was not the only one who had this problem.

Once his brother was out of the room, Luke got up and quickly got dressed. He heard Chet talking to his adopted mom and hurried to join them. He had chores to do, but needed to join his family first and he silently gave thanks that he was part of a family, this family.

 

[Athena_e19]

Morning

Susannah smiled as her sons roused from their slumber and met her in the main room, beside the fire. Relief from the train of thought upon which she had been travelling was welcomed with open arms. She studied each of them as they finished buttoning their shirts and attempted to straighten their thick heads of hair. Chet looked exactly as his father had at his age except he had her eyes, she noticed with a tinge of pride. Luke, looked just like his mother, Susannah's oldest sister. She had passed when he was very young and Susannah had raised him as her own son. Chet and Luke got along wonderfully and few would doubt whether the two were brothers because of that close bond they shared. They were more than relatives, best friends in the world was a better description.
She eyed their clothing carefully looking for small tears which could ruin entire outfits, which were hard to make and even harder to purchase. Sure enough the inseam on Chet's thigh had split again. That stitch she had tried hadn't held. Oh, she thought with a groan, how she wished she had her mother's talent and sewing. She also noticed Chet's erection in the leather breeches. This brought a tinge of anger. The boy had a problem keeping his mind clean and she wondered if he had been reading Song of Solomon a bit too much again. Oh well, she'd add more Scriptures to their weekly readings later.
"Chet change out of those breeches and lay them across my bed. I have to fix that seam 'gain. Luke, go and fetch some vegetables from the garden and get some beef from the barrels out in the shed. Add the vegetables to the boiling water and lay the beef out on the table. I'll cut it up before we cook it." And so the day began.......

 

[Jagged]

A new morning on the farm

Smiles kindly at he sweet mother with only concern for other and never herself. She had been alone for a time caring for her boys and Chet felt sad for her. She was good and kind and remember her being happy in less trying times. But this was now and the best he could do was to listen to her. "Yes mama right way." Heading into his mother's sleeping area he slipped off the boots he had pulled on not to long ago and then slipped off his breechs. As he put down his pants he noticed his mother's most femine item he had seen her wear. Chet picked up her nightie and sniffed in his mother's scent. It racked it him with guilt but the scent of a woman was something he had not enjoyed and he was standing there half naked savoring it. It was only a brief moment for he new all to well from experience that in the cabin nobody could count on any kind of alone time. He put down the nightie quickly and moved over to his sleeping area and searched for his old pair of pants. He soon found them and though they were worn down they had no holes. He slipped them on with boots as well and walked back into the kitchen. "So what can I help with mama?" Walking over to her and giving her a peck on the cheek.

 

[msboy8]

Luke

Luke nodded his head at Suzannah's instructions. He felt warmth towards his adopted mother and hurried to do what she asked. He picked some vegetables from the garden and rinsed them off under the spigot. He then got a nice piece of beef from the barrel.

Luke rentered the cabin and tossed the vegetables in the boiling pot on the woodstove. The beef he placed on the table. The beef felt strange in his hand, soft yet tough. He brushed that thought aside and went out to feed the stock.

 

[Athena_e19]

8AM- April 4th 1804

Susannah rose from her chair to gather the knives and utensils necessary for the coming meal. By the time she had sharpened the largest of her knives both Luke and Chet had reappeared. Good boys, she thought to herself, they work hard and obey quickly. Someday they would make two women very happy, and her heart warmed at that idea. A large extended family, with grandchildren and the whole lot. A good dream to have, something to motivate her through the tough years to come. Susannah diced the beef into small edible chunks, her hands moving quickly and skillfully across the large piece of meat. She added it to the vegetables in the pot and turned to her sons.
"I need you to go gather some wood from the small grove to the north. Try to get solid good stuff. None of that rotten wood we had before. We need to repair that other room as quick as we can. If we leave it too long it will rot through the floorboards, not to mention all the cold nights we'll have to endure come winter. I think your father used oak for the walls and cedar for shingles on the roof." She thought a moment before continuing. "Once the first few loads are here, I want Luke to stay behind and cut them into usable boards. Chet, you'll continue to gather the wood for your brother. The horses are still stabled in the barn and you'll be able to find the cart there as well. Now get to it," she said with a smile. And right before they turned for the door she added,"Breakfast will be ready in an hour or two. I'll holler for you when its up. And thanks." She gave each of them a quick kiss on the fore head before she turned to the bedrooms to straighten and clean before she sewed up Chet's breeches.

 

[Jagged]

the day begins...

Listening to his mother's orders Chet took a mental note of where she meant and there was a might oak large enough to supply wood for the job. "Right mom it will be real soild this time, and we can get a head start on firewood too. I know where you mean, "and with a smile Chet headed out the door an torwards the tool shed. A small shed set aside for most of the tools right against the barn. First came out the tool chest which had most of the wood working tools. That would stay here for Luke when he did his job. For him he took out his double bladed ax, a hatch, and a saw. That should cover it. Chet walked over and put the tools in the wagon and then led the two work horses out the barn. The horses gave no problem getting their gear on to be hitched up to the wagon. First it was Bishop a massively powerful black work horse with a white patch on his nose. Chet had snagged a cube of sugar for each horse while he was in the kitchen. Which the horse greatful consumed. Then came Cheyenne as mom liked to say was Bishop's lady friend and work partner. Chet smiled as she snuggled him after having her sugar. Soon they were both ready to head out for work. Then Chet realized he had to be safe, and headed back to the house to get a rifle and a box of shells. "Ready to go here. Come on let's get going I want to eat in an hour."

 

[msboy8]

Luke

Luke let his brother Chet take the lead in the task of havesting the wood. He followed along and helped him get ready to go. Luke knew that his chance to shine would be in the refining of the wood. He determined to make the boards and shingles the best ever, but now to the forest with Chet. They both wanted to please their mom in everything they did.

 

[Jagged]

Chet passed his brother as he went back in the cabin. In the corner was three muskets and a pair of colt revolvers. Chet had a buck knife in his pocket and figuring on only running into animals he picked up the pouch powder and rifle and headed back out the door. "Bye mama be home in about an hour. You get into trouble fire a shot. First one at what ever it is by the time you fire the second we will be back." Nods and heads out.

Heading off into the woods the horses pulled the wagon with the two boys. Chet wanted to down at least one tree before breakfast and let Luke do his thing back at the house. He wasn't sure if he did it better then Luke but the other boy did seem to get it done faster. Well he would show his streng with the ax, and down enough wood not only to rebuild but to start the stock pile for the winter.

Soon they were at the set spot where the might oak stood alittle taller then the rest. " This is the one. Should solve all our building problems. Chet leaned the musket against the side of the wagon with the ammunition and took the double bladed ax and slipped on his work gloves. He found a good spot and began to pound way quickly with plenty of strengh behind it. About half way through the large oak Chet stripped down to his waist so he wouldn't get any sweater. He was strong and liked the work and whistling a toon.


After a lot of hard work and a pint of sweat later the tree came down next to the others. "Okay now we can break this one down. Shall we do it after breakfast?"

 

[msboy8]

Luke

Luke took his shirt off to work as well.

"Okay now we can break this one down. Shall we do it after breakfast?"

Luke replies to Chet's question by hoping on the wagon, taking the leads in his hands and saying, "Yes. Let's go"
Chet jumps on the wagon after retrieving his musket. "The tools will be safe", says Luke. They headed home for a hot, cooked breakfast, neither one noticing they left their shirts behind.

 

[Athena_e19]

10:45AM

Susannah had finished the household cleaning for the day and had managed to clean the musket after she finished her sewing. The boys liked to pretend she didn't know how to handle a musket but she thought she knew a thing or two. But still it had been years since her husband had first showed her how to fire one. Oh well, perhaps she would ask for one later she thought.
She stirred the pot a few more times and wondered where those boys had gotten off too. They probably decided to knock down one of the large oaks before heading back this way she decided. As soon as the cart came clear in the distance she began dishing up the food into the polished wood bowls and smiled to herself. The stew was a good one, if you could still have good stew after eating it off and on week after week for a year or two. Once the food was dished up she leaned against the door waiting for the boys to pull up. In a matter of minutes they had. Susannah told them to water the horses before coming inside and it was only after checking the cart that she realized her boys had left their shirts out in the clearing. Once they came out of the barn, she whirled on the two young men, both drenched in sweat. "What're you doing, leaving your shirts out there? We can't afford to lose those ones and I sure don't want to be remaking them soon. Where's your heads?" She paused momentarily in thought and swatted them both playfully on the small of their backs, before wiping her hand on her apron (Susannah didn't much enjoy their salty sweat on her hands). "Wash up and eat your stew before it grows cold. After breakfast, I think I'll ride out with you and sharpen the axes while your loading the cart. And don't you dare forget your shirts again!"

 

[Jagged]

another day on the farm

Chet did as his mother sad and gave her a playful smile at she had touched his back. He washed up and dried his hand then pulled on his clean shirt and headed into the house. Sitting down he sniffed the area and smelled to the firmiliar scent of stew. Sure they had it pretty regular but you had to be grateful that you had anything to eat out here. It wasn't bad though and Chet knew that she put in that little bit extra to make it good.


As Chet dug into his breakfast he listened to his mother and looked up at her, "that would be fine mom I can use the double bladed one while you sharppen the single one and the hatch." He ate few more bites of food then said,"after that great oka I will need a sharp ax again. " Then smiled "it will be nice to have you along though mom."

 

[msboy8]

Luke

Luke washed and donned a clean shirt following his brother's lead. As Luke ate his customary breakfast, stew, he listened to his mother and Chet, nodding his agreement.

Boy, If mom got this mad over the left shirts, imagine what she would say when she discovered that the tools had been left behind, Luke thought. Well, he would take all the responsibility, after all he was the one who left them, not Chet. Not that anyone would wander by and take them, still he understood where his adopted mother was coming from.

 

[Athena_e19]

12:00PM

Susannah dished up extra helpings of stew for lunch and put upside down bowls over each to make sure that spilling was contained. Once her two sons had eaten she had them reload the horses and they started the journey back to the grove together.
The trip took a bit of time in the old cart, but Susannah savored the time she had to share with her sons. The light breeze in her hair, sunshine, her promising boys, and nothing to agonize over made things a joy. Once they arrived she was forced to scold them for the first hour of their work over both the tools and the shirts, but she eventually gave in and complimented them on their commitment and diligence to their jobs. In the meantime, she sharpened the single-bladed axe on the small whetstone that had been brought along. Once the tools had been sharpened, she had nothing to do but watch Luke and Chet work.
Spare time always got her into trouble, just as her mother had preached at her when she was younger. She remembered the way her husband, Joseph had been as a young man. In the first months of their marriage, she would sneak away from the cooking and housecare each day when he was out chopping wood. She'd take bring him lunch in a small wicker basket and then try to entice him to the woodshed for a little more privacy. More often then not she succeeded, and she could still remember the familiar feeling of his hard shaft pressing into her, as they made love on the wood bench. She could almost feel her skirts on her bare skin, since he had discarded her underthings for more efficient access. Sometimes, Joseph would please her; he would do evil, wonderful things like touching her privates with his bare hands and like nibbling on her ears. Oh how his breathing had teased her neck! If he was especially excited they would remove all their clothing and do "it" several times in many different and highly reproachable positions. Her favorite was on her knees, with Joseph kneeling behind her, his hands cupping her breasts, and his hard manhood punishing her. When they did it like that, he would touch something special deep inside of her and she would lose control of herself. That was true happiness she thought, right before she realized what she had been thinking.
Susannah crossed herself quickly and silently and pressed her thighs together, trying to hide the warm wetspot on her crotch and the chills that were running along her spine. Apparently I need to read my Scriptures as well, Susannah scolded. Sinful, shameful thoughts.
Once again the mother returned to her whetstone and the sharpening of the axe, her mind reciting all of the Scriptures she knew about such sinful things. Eventually, she began to think of what other chores would need to be done by the end of spring.

 

[msboy8]

Luke

Luke was hard at work with Chet, getting enough timber ready to haul back to the farm. He saw something out of the corner of his eye. His mother crossed and then sat very still, shivering a bit.

Luke grabbed his shirt and walked over to his mom. She was deep in thought and didn't notice him until he draped the shirt over her shoulders. "Here you go mom", he said, "It can get a little nippy if you're not working up a sweat like Chet and I are". "We will be ready soon and then we can head back to the farm, we'll hurry and get you warmed up".