The respect and care they all shared for each other was simply exemplary and I have never known such a familiar, yet well adjusted family. To know them is to have any prejudices you might have had with incest or group sex challenged. They all were well respected leaders in their communities and churches and no one ever knew what they shared behind closed doors. ——————- I believe incest is quite prevalent in our society but we rarely if ever hear the successful or healthy stories. Because of our deep societal judgements, most stories must never be shared. You might even know people like this and have no clue about what’s really going on with them sexually. I remain to this day glad they were able live that lifestyle freely yet privately and it reminds me very much of the secret lives of the 3-400 people in our club... Mostly professionals, entrepreneurs, and outstanding citizens, walking around with sexual lives undetected by society all the while “with smiles on their faces.” ————— According to Jenny, even though she and Max both dated numerous people growing up, the only friends that ever knew they had regular sex with themselves and their parents were the two people they eventually married. Sexual freedom was a stipulation that both spouses accepted going into a marriage with Jenny and Max. I guess it was quite obvious that it simply wasn’t going to work any other way. Jenny said it never was a big issue with either of their spouses because they both selected non-possessive partners. Eventually the spouses were invited to join in and all six of them came to alternate their sexual experiences within their little group. I’ve often marveled at the depth of bonding honest sexuality seems to afford, but these six people “set the standard.” —————- In Conclusion I have to ask myself again... where was the harm here? Certainly one place could be in the court of public opinion should it ever get there. Living outside cultural norms can carry a heavy penalty and for many people, reputation is too important to ever “venture off the reservation.” Let me put that another way... For most people, what they perceive other people MIGHT POSSIBLY think of them is extremely important and as with many other beliefs, that implicit fear can become very self-limiting. That was not Hardcore true for Jenny and Max. They grew japanese up not caring about any of that. Maybe that’s an important part of why they mature became leaders in nearly all their pursuits. At least... I find it easy to make that argument. I confess I’ve read many incest stories on this site and generally find them to be pretty damn hot. I’ve often wondered why that is when the mere thought of incest with my siblings or especially my children seems utterly repulsive. Maybe deep inside us all there is a repressed place from our childhood that longed to have sex with the first people we came to love and have meaningful relationships with...our families. I’ve talked with a notable sexual anthropologist who claimed many cultures outside our own have included sex with extended family members as an acceptable form of sex education. Maybe such a responsible form of incest is a more natural way to learn “the skill.” I’m not sure the back seat of some car lick is more appropriate, nor is figuring it all out from the internet void of adult guidance. —————- In the end... No one ever knew about the family’s blowjob secret life. Jenny and Max seemed to have no need to tell anyone and were not in the least bothered with keeping their shared secrets. 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