Have you ever been so sot, that you do something you know you shouldn't do ? That you've been fighting with yourself not to do ? Yeah, that's where I'm at right now.

The night started out well. I went over to my cousin's home, grabbing a few things to drink in on the way. I wasn't a heavy drinker, but it seemed any prison term I DID drink, it was at Michelle's house. We were tight than cousin, more like best friend. We had gotten even closer after she split up with her husband. There was only a little bit of tensity, because although she trusted me completely, she was trusted that her hubby wanted me, and on some floor I wanted him back. I would never enjoin her, but her instincts were good on. He was sexy, and if he hadn't been her hubby, I would throw already fucked him. But he had been her husband, and they had a daughter together. Because of that daughter, my little Lissy, even though they were split up, they continued to hold out together, albeit in separate bedchamber. So every prison term I came over, he was there. Dan was one of those guy rope that everyone wanted to be with as a teenager. The hot stud on campus. I had grown up with him ; it was actually when Michelle was visiting me that she met him, he was my future door neighbor.

Over the age, they got together, got married, and had a kid. But whenever there was a company, or a cookout, or a picnic, or basically any excuse at all, Dan would pledge. And not just one. He didn't stop until he was wasted. And when he was drunk, he had no good sense of ego preservation. Right in forepart of Michelle, he would assure me that I had gorgeous chest, and that he wanted to feel my nipples. She would get mad, and they would go base. He even smacked my ass a few times. The worst was when he was talking to us both at the Same clip, then just stopped talking, looking down at us. He then came out with"You know, if I had you both together, it would be like having twins !"I have to admit, he gave me quiver, I was very sexually attracted to him. But he was my cousin's husband, and that was that.

After they split up, I stayed friend with Dan. They still lived together, I saw him all the time and she didn't leave him for doing something wrong, she had just grown apart from him. When he was sober, he would assure me how much he loved her, and wanted her back, but when he was drinking, he would name sexual innuendo's, one clip even sucking a blueberry from my fingerbreadth. As much as it turned me on, I stayed away and didn't promote the situation. I would slumber over from prison term to fourth dimension, if I was hanging out with Michelle and drinking a slight. The first few meter, I was worried, and almost hoping, that he would come downstairs when everyone was sleeping, but that never happened.

Then one dark, I was at Michelle's, and we were all crapulence. I got pretty wino, and Michelle took my Florida key, saying that I was sleeping there that night. Nothing out of the average. We proceeded to get rip roaring drunk, and Michelle went upstairs to her room and passed out. Dan went upstairs also, and I went to the life way, where the futon had been arranged into a bed for me. I passed out pretty quickly. Later that night, I was awakened to a hand on my knocker. I opened my centre, and Dan was sitting on the side of the futon, looking at me, rubbing and massaging my dresser. He didn't see me open my centre, so I quickly closed them again, wanting to see where this was going. If I wasn't awake, it couldn't be my faulting, right ? I felt my shirt being lifted over my head, and then I felt his rima oris around my nipple, sucking deeply and flicking his tongue. I felt his hand travel down my tummy, to the waist of my underwear, and then under. I didn't habiliment knickers when I slept over, knowing it wouldn't be comfortable to sleep in jeans. I felt his finger in my short little curls, and then his digit was rubbing my clit.

He put his hand down a little far, and slowly pushed a finger's breadth up into my tunnel, with his ovolo circling my button. He started moving his finger in and out of me, and I knew he could feel me getting wet, because he added a sec finger. He started fucking away at me with his fingerbreadth, licking and sucking my breast, rubbing the other one with his other hand. I couldn't help it, my rosehip started lifting into his fingers, trying to get them deeper, and my hand moved to the hump in his pants. I opened my centre again, this time looking right into his, so he knew I was awake, and put my hands down his pant, releasing his rooster. I slowly started stroking up and down on him, until he grew to his wide-cut nine in, and I could finger the bead of moisture at his tip. Without a Christian Bible, he dropped his pants to the ground, as I wiggled out of my underwear, and he laid on top of me. He started kissing my neck opening, and fucking me with his digit again, and I moaned low in my throat. He took my mouth with his, kissing me deeply, as he lined his midst cock up to my pussy, and slowly started to enter me. He got about half way in, and then had to pull back out and try again. He was at to the lowest degree four inches around.

Slowly working his hips back and Forth, he finally got all the way in, bumping against my cervix, his egg bumping my ass. He pulled himself almost all the way out, and then with one driving force seated himself completely inside me. He started fucking me in earnest now, barely pulling all the way out before pounding himself back in. I was raising and lowering my rosehip in time to his, meeting him as he came down, trying to train more and more of him inside me. Suddenly he rolled us, so that he was on his back and I was riding him like a horse. Using my knees, I lowered and raised myself on his magnificent cock as fast as I could. I leaned back, bracing my hands on his human knee, arching my back, knowing how the vision of my jiggling breasts would impact him. He placed his palms on me, sat up, and started sucking and biting on my teat. I could feel myself getting ready to cum, so I brought his aspect up to mine and started kissing him. I felt my sexual climax rip through me and I squealed into his mouth, feeling my pussy clinch his potent peter. When I was done cumming, he pulled me off of him and flipped me over onto my stomach, pulling me up against his breast, and started banging me from behind. With his custody on my hips, he rammed his hard aching turncock into my foxy love life burrow over and over again. All I could hear was the slap, slap, slap of his thigh against mine. I reached back with my hand, underneath, and started cupping and fondling his balls. He leaned forward, biting my spine and my cervix, as his prick started shooting hot, heavyset rope of cum straight up into my uterine cervix, triggering another massive orgasm in me, shoving his cock all the way into me with each jet, until finally, after at least ten jets of cum, he collapsed, panting, unable to move.

We didn't move for at least ten minutes, as I lay there trying to take in my breath, trying to project out what the snake pit just happened. It was amazing, the best sex I'd ever had, but this was my cousin's, no, make that my skilful booster's, husband. And though they were separated, I knew how bad this would be if she ever found out. I looked over at him, and instead of"This was a mistake, it can never happen again."leaving my back talk, that Same mouth started kissing him. His helping hand came up and started rubbing my back, as he kissed me just as deeply as I was kissing him. I drew back and looked at him, knowing this couldn't go anywhere, but also knowing that now that it had happened, it was going to keep happening. As I opened my lip to verbalize, he laid a finger on it, telling me to shh."Let's not think about anything until tomorrow. Let's just experience tonight."He hugged me tight, and I hugged him back, feeling him starting to stir again against my leg.

Just then we heard a door open upstairs. It was Michelle ! He quickly jumped up, putting his gasp back on, then kissed me and walked into the kitchen as she started walking down the stairs.

"Dan ? What are you doing down here ?"

"I just needed a drink of water. I'm going back to bed now. You should tope some too, it's a proven help on hangovers."

He then walked upstairs, and I heard her walking towards the support elbow room. I quickly shut my eye, breathing in and out deeply, pretending to be asleep. After a minute or two, I heard her go back to the kitchen, get some piss, and walk back upstairs. That was close-fitting. I then drifted off back to sleep, planning how I could do this again, without her ever finding out .