Crossing The Line ( 1 )


My cousin and I have always been close. Perhaps because of the fact that we are only a year apart in age, and explored our sexuality during the same time ... or perhaps due to her parents splitting up and she had to stay with my nanna so often. Whatever the case, we had grown up being candid and honorable about everything with each other.

As we grew older, we would percentage our problem with one another, our succeeder, our failures, and we would plowshare our sexual experiences. Suffice it to say, we were stuffy than the middling cousins.

As we entered our 30 's, life dealt us both a hard hand. She was living with a guy named Mike, who was n't exactly loving to her, and I myself was going through a period of intimate frustration with my girlfriend. During a conversation, I spilled the bonce about desiring Sir Thomas More viva voce sex. I love carnal knowledge, do n't get me damage ... but there is no feeling like fucking a hot, wet, slobbering back talk and kissing a gentlewoman after cumming in her rima oris. It excites me like cipher else will.

After confessing that the oral exam constituent of my sex life sentence was lacking, she said `` if I was your lady, you 'd never suffer to worry about that again. I 'd suck your putz every morning and every even '' ... phonograph needle to say, I was slightly speechless. I blew it off as just intimate thwarting on each of our parts, and we continued on with the conversation. I need to say here that she is about 5'3 '' tall, has a decently rack, but her ass and legs are killer ! Sweet lush bubble ass, with widely pelvic girdle, and thick, muscular legs. Myself ? I 'm your mean Joe, stand 6'even, count roughly 215-220, and mean talent. Nothing dramatic consistence wise, just a convention, every day guy.

A few days passed, and I received a text asking me if I would take care telling her what I thought about a few image that she had taken of herself, in Bob Hope that she could liven up her relationship with Mike. I agreed, and she sent me a few pics. Slightly erotic pics, nothing too disclosure, just some lingerie film. But damn, they were hot. I could feel the blood swelling in my tool, and decided I would n't let on about that. I replied `` very nice, they should definitely get him provoke and improve your sexual relationship '' and I left it at that.

She shocked me with her answer. `` I was hoping that it would get you aroused, because if I was successful arousing you, since you 're my cousin and all, I knew he could n't serve but come home and have sex me mindless ''

'' How should I respond ? '' I asked myself `` should I tell her the Sojourner Truth ? Should I send a picture of my hard peter and see how she takes it ? `` ... I was in a predicament, not sure what to do. So taking a luck that if null else it would prove that she had turned me on, I removed my jeans and snapped a pic of my strong, throbbing cock and sent it to her, and awaited the response.

As the moment passed by with no word, I began to enquire if I had messed up. Did she get the pic and get pissed off at me ? Had I crossed the line ? I was getting more worried by the minute

Finally my phone buzzed. I opened the text with with child apprehension, not sure of what to expect. There before my eyes was a beautiful sight ... a beautiful shaved pussy, glistening wet, with a bunny vibrator sticking out of it. I stroked my hammer for just a few minute before cumming violently ! She texted `` that was n't what I expected to see, but damn I loved getting that pic ! ``

After I calmed down, I replied and told her that I had n't came that voiceless in a prospicient fourth dimension. She said that she had experienced a wonderful orgasm herself, and thanked me for helping involve the tension off before her man arrived at family, but she had to go, he was almost home.

A calendar week passed with no Holy Writ from her. I was a little embarrassed and did n't want to be the first to broach a conversation. Finally I received a text edition letting me know that she was going to grill that weekend and wanted to have it off if I was available to come knack out and possess a potable or two. I quickly replied that I had to sour that Sat, but I 'd swing by afterwards and link up her for a relaxing evening.

Saturday came, and I headed to make for with great prediction for that eve. I was anxious, energise, and a little hinder about seeing her for the first time in person since the pic exchange. I arrived around 4 in the afternoon. I knocked on the threshold, wondering how I would be greeted. She opened the door wearing a tank car top and shorts, with her hair wet from the rain shower. We hugged, as is the common salutation for us, and I tried to keep my hawkshaw from pitching a tent in my short circuit.

She exclaimed `` I thought you were going to let me know you were on the way ! '' as she rushed into the animation way. As I entered the room, I noticed a towel laying on the floor, as she began to acquit the coffee table off into a bag. I saw a nursing bottle, G-string panty, and the bunny vibrator as it fell into the bag. She blushed and ran to the sleeping accommodation, her sexy ass bounce as she ran. I debated on following her, or staying in the living room. She came out of the room, her face flushed with plethora.

'' I 'm sorry '' she said `` I had to have a small fun before you arrived, because I 'm not trusted if I could peach to you without picturing your cock ... and I was afraid I 'd be overwhelmed with desire and do something stupid that I 'd regret later ''

Curious, as always, I asked her `` why would would rue anything ? Have n't we always been undecided with each other ? Besides, I wish I 'd shown up a little earlier, perhaps I 'd have peeked through the windowpane and watched you having fun ! haha ''

'' oh hush, you would n't have watched anything ! You 're all talk anyways ... its not like you 'd hold really enjoyed it '' she said with a hint of lugubriousness.

'' why do you say that ? '' I had to ask ... I had to have a go at it where she was at mentally. `` why do you not believe I 'd savor watching you fucking your aphrodisiac pussy with your toy ? ``

'' if you did, you 'd be the sole in who enjoyed it. mike wo n't even face at me ! '' she proclaimed with frustration `` he only cares about himself, getting off and then leaving ! I 'm pallid of no one taking an interest in me ! ``

She sat down and hung her mind and tried to calm down. I stood there, horny as fuck, wondering if I should console her, or show her that she is extremely aphrodisiac and suitable, and proceed to fuck her till she could n't take away it any more

I gently took her paw, helped her to her feet, and wrapped her in my arms. I had no actor's line, just held her against me. Slowly, I sensed her relax, and as she melted against me, my cock pressed into her. She slid her hand down, tactual sensation of me through my boxers, and let out a nervous giggle `` is this what I think it is ? '' she asked `` is it because of me ? ``

'' Inferno yes '' I replied `` I 've been horny for years now, and have looked at the pics you sent me and jacked off until I can hardly abide it anymore ''

As I finished public speaking, she reached up and pulled me down and softly kissed me, lightly licking at my sass as she gently rubbed me through my drawers. A groan escaped my lips, and I responded eagerly to her probing clapper.

As things heated up, I slipped my custody down the spinal column of her shorts and cupped her resplendent ass and gently squeezed and massaged her. A groan came from deep within her, and she started writhing her body against me, rubbing her fork against my leg. I could feel the heat emanating from her pussy.

I could n't contain myself any longer. I ripped my underdrawers and shirt off, and started to pluck her shirt over her promontory. She stopped me and asked `` are you certainly ? We have n't crossed the descent yet '' ... '' like hell we have n't '' I said `` I 've fucked you in my thinker for days now, and I want the real number thing ! ``

As she stripped, that wet, hot, sexy kitty came into prospect. I bent down on one knee joint and inhaled her sweet fragrance, and started to kiss her thighs, trailing my tongue over and around her genital organ. I teased and avoided her pussy, for as often as I wanted to taste her, I wanted this first experience to concluding.

I raised up, grabbed the hem of her shirt, and slowly pulled it over he heard. Her Brown University tomentum cascaded down to lie across her gum drib nipples, and I slowly suckled her nipple, swirling my knife around and over it as she gasped in pleasure. Her hand sought out my hammer, gently stroking me as we moaned with pleasure.

I led her over to the couch and she sat with her ass on the boundary of the seat. I knelt down, spread her leg apart, and buried my typeface in that wet, aphrodisiac twat that I 'd thought about all workweek long. So wet, dripping with her juices, and begging me to taste her, I licked from the buttocks of her puss to the top, and took her set button and lashed my tongue against it as she trembled and moaned. Licking and sucking, it did n't take farseeing before she was panting and shaking her way through her world-class orgasm.

I could n't wait any longer, my desire to feel her pussy sheathing my cock was to potent. No additional lubrication was needed, I simply ran the tip of my throbbing, swollen tool up and down her snatch, and slowly entered into her hot puss. As I entered in and our consistence joined, I found myself in one of the hottest pussies I 've ever experienced. It was as if she was on fire, as she wrapped her peg around my waist and I began to fuck her and hammer her, feeling my balls slapping against her ass. In and out, no thought given to anything but reaching a psyche blowing orgasm ... I felt the paries of her cunt squeeze down on me as she came, moaning and grunting, she clutched my limb and begged me to fuck her harder. Pistoning in and out, I approached the verge and exclaimed `` I 'm about to cum, oh hoot baby, I 'm about to cum ! ``

She pushed me off, fell to her knee joint, and devoured my prick. Sucking and inhaling my hawkshaw, she grabbed my Lucille Ball and squeezed, kneading them and pulling them as she willed me to cum. Exploding inside her mouth, all I could do was fall over and moan as she took every drop, nothing escaped her lip ... as she drained every bead, and I slowly came down from the in high spirits, she crawled up my body, smashed her lip to mine, and shared our cum with me. No lyric were needed, we could see the fire of desire in each others eyes.

Gasping for breath, exhausted, and feeling high, we lay down together and came down from the high. I gently caressed her torso as she lay against me. It was definitely the hottest escapade that I 'd ever had to that tip in my life, and I was content to lie there and enjoy her cozied up to me.

There followed more fourth dimension of fun, sex, and adventure. If anyone cares to hear them, I 'll follow up soon. Thanks for interpretation ... it all happened exactly as I told it, hope that the verity will be enough for your use
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