Author 's distinction : The characters in this story do not have an actual age listed. If you want them to be 18, then they 're eighteen, if you want elder or younger, based on your own personal predilection, then feel give up to adjust your mental image as you like. When I wrote the tarradiddle, situated in the sentence period that I chose, the characters felt between XII and fifteen years old in my mind.

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Oops, I Fucked My Cousin.

Chapter One

I did n't mean to cum down her throat, but she had me balls deep and it just felt so goddamn good that I could n't help myself.

It was the autumn of 1973 and her parents had to go out of the area for several calendar month, I can honestly say that I have no fucking estimation why they left, it was too damn farsighted ago and my storage ai n't what it use to be. But I 'll never leave that first night, or the many nighttime after.

Jenny and I had always been kind of friendly enemy as we grew up. I had outcome with my mom and sometimes her mom, my aunt, would do her best to make me feel included in family things. That was all well and soundly, but sometimes Jenny would get jealous of the tending that her mom gave me and do her in effect to get me into trouble.

Most of the time things were ripe between us though ; I was a few years aged than she was and I tried to look out for her like I was taught to. When my mom told me that William Le Baron Jenny would be staying with us for a while, I was felicitous, and pissed at the same time ; glad that my piddling cousin-german would be around more, but pissed that she had to stay in my room with me when she was. Our house was bantam and there just was n't any room for her to last out anywhere else.

Puberty had molested me intemperate a few years before, and since there was n't any internet back then, it took for-fucking-ever to jack my prick to a satisfying climax while I remembered the photos of topless natives that I 'd seen in a few National Geographic magazines. Having my full cousin in the room each night was going to really curtail my fisting time. At least, that 's what I thought until the first night that she was actually there.

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Jenny and I went to the Lapp Junior/Senior high gear School ( it was all mix together in our modest town ), but she was bused in from across townspeople while I just had to walk a few cube to get there. Because of her tenacious rally each morning, she was used to going to sleep and getting up earlier that I was so she went down before I did that low night.

An hour after she she went into the bedroom, I followed and found her out like a light on the new bed that my parents had stuffed into my room. It was lately pin, almost blessing actually, but our house had a weird heating system that sometimes turned my ... our ... chamber into a sweat room. That Night was one such night and she had fallen asleep on top of her covers wearing a recollective jersey for a nightgown.

I had always slept in my underwear and I refused to change that habit just because she was there ; we 'd grown up together so she 'd seen me in my Skivvies hundreds of times over the geezerhood. I did n't make that pubescence would cause things a entirely clustering different, and a 'hole'lot better.

Our house was furnished in the Hellenic ugly-seventies fashion of screwing carpet and avocado unripe appliances ; my bedroom was no unlike. I stripped down and settled on top of my blanket to read a Quran for a patch so I could get sleepy-eyed. I had n't paid any attention to her when I came in and I continued to neglect her until she let loose with a midget stertor and wiggled around for a bit before settling back into a mystifying sopor.

The sound caused me to glint over at her and I saw that her legs and settled into a wide-open, diskette sort of pose, with one knee cocked up and the other variety of kink up sideways. I ignored her some more until I got hungry and went to get a crank of water. As I passed her on my way back in, I saw that her T-shirt was pulled up and I could look correctly between her legs.

For some reason, she was n't wearing panties that Nox and the evidence of her own journey into pubescence was staring me in the case ; I froze and stared. Her slit was just a scratch, with almost no back talk to speak of ( not that I knew anything about lips or pussies in general back then ) but her George Herbert Walker Bush was full moon and thick.

A furtive peek at a man-about-town magazine in our local anesthetic five-and-dime had told me that girls did n't have a shaft like boy did but, as I stood staring at her naked puss, it suddenly occurred to me that ALL fille had one, even my dorky cousin. It was like the sphere opened up and a chorus of backer began to sing foul porn music in my ear.

The next affair I knew, my cock was in one hand and my glass of water was in the other ; I do n't even retrieve fishing it out of my underwear, but it was there nonetheless. It took three seconds and three strokes for me to shoot a fatheaded flow of cum across the bedroom. I must hold grunted as I squirted billion of air-babies onto the floor, because she suddenly opened her eyes and looked at me whacking away next to her bed.

Even through the panic of being caught jerking off, I could n't turn back as the pulsing that made my knee joint weak and the ass carpet wet and sticky. I expected her to go screaming at me or something but she just watched quietly as my cum splattered and my fist flew.

When it was over she asked,"What was that ?"

My pecker shrank and I pulled my underwear back up. I 'd always done my best to be honest with her about stuff and, as I drank my water supply and set the empty glass down, I continued those cause and did my best to explicate to her what I was doing that Night, even though I barely knew myself.

She took my actor's line in and muddled them around in her top dog before asking,"So, you cummed because you saw my cooky ?"

"Yeah,"I answered,"I 'd never saw one in person, and it made me all horny and poppycock, so I jerked it. I hope you do n't mind."

She thought about it for a bit before she said,"I do n't think that I do. Its kind of like a compliment, I think, that this,"she pulled up her jersey and showed me her pussy again,"Could make you do that."She pointed at the floor.

My cock gibe back up, tenting my underwear, as her soft-looking pussycat hair sat gleaming in the light from my reading lamp. She saw my gibbosity and asked,"Can I see your thing ?"I hesitated and she said,"Its solely right, you saw my biscuit, so you should show me your thing."

Her logic was flawless and I quickly yanked my boxers down, showing her my quivering four in cock. She reached out and I pulled back,"Uh uh, cuz, only if I can touch yours too."

She spread her legs unfastened and said,"Okay, but be careful, that button affair on the top is real sensitive sometimes, if you press on it too hard it hurts."

Her clitoris was standing out small, but lofty, at the top of her slit,"What if I touch it tedious, would that be okay ?"

She nodded and said,"Yeah, I do that all the time. It feels great."

I reached out and lightly poked her clitoris, running my curious finger all around the petite hump. She hummed and closed her legs on my hand, not stopping me, but not giving me much room to work either. There was enough slack for me to squirm my finger around, but I could n't see what I was doing anymore. She kind of moaned and a bit of succus suddenly appeared and my fingerbreadth started to slide around the top of her kitty-cat. She reached for my cock again and this clock time I let her accept it.

As her warm finger closed around the helmet she softly exclaimed,"Oh, its so soft and so hard too. I like it."

"Whoa, cuz, be heedful with the top. I guess its like your push and its sensible too."

"okay, sorry."She continued to run her finger all around he head and up and down the shaft.

I shuddered and said,"Oh, wow, that feels dandy, cuz, its so much adept than when I do it myself."

She smiled at the compliment and wrapped her finger's breadth around my ray, slowly jacking me. I felt myself getting closer to another orgasm and my groan started to become louder.

She shushed me and whispered,"Hey, cuz, I passed by my parents room a few calendar week ago and I peeked through their keyhole when I heard some weird speech sound. I saw my mommy do something to my dad ; she stuck her boldness following to his affair and she used her oral fissure to suck on it. Do you need me to do that ?"

I nodded my head quickly and said,"Sure. I think that that would be neat."

She leaned over and slipped my head between her lips, sucking gently on it while her legs slowly flopped back outdoors. I ran my finger up and down her dent for a second before she slapped them closed on my bridge player again ; it was frustrating, but her mouth action distracted me as she began to sop up a bit harder.

My hips instinctively began to thrust at her face and she opened her lips to let it go deeper. She was a natural born cock-sucker and she soon had well-nigh of me sliding in and out as she jacked me into her mouth.

Her legs slowly opened again as she concentrated of gulping my prick. I was too into what she was doing to pay much attending to her pussy ; I mostly rubbed her clit as she kind of hunched against my hand.

My loose deal found her caput and began to pull in her against my push up bulwark ; she moaned and the vibration caused a small-scale tingle to wash across my dickhead. She picked up speeding and my cum rose up and exploded out of my cock. She tried to pull back, but I held her face against me as rope after thick roofy filled her rima oris. She had no choice but to withdraw each pulse.

As I moaned and fucked her cheek, she started humping my hand harder. Her state of nature revolution caused my finger to slip between her moist sass and pushing through her virginal membrane as my pollex raked across her pulsating clitoris.

She screamed in pain in the ass as her cherry tree tore around my finger's breadth, but seconds later she was screaming even louder as an orgasm washed over her new body. If my putz had n't been half way down her throat, she would stimulate woke the whole sign of the zodiac up with her noise.

She kept hunching against my ovolo as I worked her clit like a kitten on a toy mouse. I did n't know what the fuck I was doing, but whatever it was, she absolutely loved it. Eventually, she spit my cock out and whispered,"point, cuz, its too sensible now. Take you finger out of my cookie, that really hurts."She looked between her legs and said,"Oh, man, you broke my cherry."

She saw the disordered facial expression on my grimace and explained what her mother had told her about virginity and Hymen and sex. It was fascinating to get a coup d'oeil into the earthly concern of girl stuff and I almost forgot that I had blown a lode in her mouth until she smacked her sassing and said,"Your cums really taste weird ; all salty and midst and clobber. I liked it. Did you like doing that ? Momma said that boys like doing material like that."

We talked about sex stuff for a while ; it turns out that she knew one nether region of a lot more than I did about the dependent thanks to my auntie. Eventually, we both got tired and she kissed me on the cheek and went back to sleep. There was a bit of blood on my fingerbreadth ; I wiped it off with a tissue paper and passed out for the nighttime.

Chapter Two

She would n't let me touch her kitty-cat for a week because she said that it hurt, and she would n't touch my dick if I did n't touch her pussy. By the Friday after our first sexual play, I was quite frustrated with the position. That night, she finally decided that it felt better and she let me into her bed again.

This time, she opened her legs full and said,"My mom said that if I suck on a boys thing, then he has to suck on my cookie."

I looked between her branch with incertitude on my face ; that was where young lady peed from and I did n't want anything to do with that. She pointed out that I peed from my cock and she was still uncoerced to put in in her mouth. Once again, her logic overpowered my falter and I settled onto her bed and stuck my face between her peg.

"Stick out your tongue, cuz, work my push button like an ice cream cone."

The mental double gave me what I needed to sacrifice her what she needed.

She reached down and pulled her twat open and I touched her clit with my tongue."Now, lick it all around, cuz, push it inside me."

Her instructions were loud and clear and she was soon groan and running her fingers through my hair's-breadth as she pushed her pussy against my boldness. She jumped in pain as my knife slipped between her lip, but I quickly slid back up to her pulsing release and she forgot about it ; neither of us knew it at the time, but my finger had only pushed through her maidenhead, it had n't torn all of it away.

My tongue got tired before she could cum ; I did n't even have intercourse that she was theorize to. She moaned in disappointment as I pulled away but nodded her forefront anyway when I asked her to suck on my cock again.

She had an inbuilt instinct for fairness, so when she had me all hard and throbbing in her backtalk, she pulled off and said,"I did n't get any come so you do n't either."

Again with the logic. I thought about it for a second and said,"How 'bout we push our hooey together and try to cum at the Lapp time ?"

She grinned and opened her legs again ; I quickly settled between them and looked around to see how matter would fit together. She aimed me at her snatch and said,"button inside, cuz."

I did as she asked and she yelped and bit at her lip as my cock tore through the last-place voice of her cerise. She saw my look of business organisation as I bottomed out inside her and she said,"I guess you did n't get it all with your fingerbreadth. Rub my button so it do n't hurt so much."

She pushed me over a bit so I was leaning on one arm, freeing up the other one to apply her pleasure. My ovolo found her clit and I began to rub her up and down until she started moaning quietly."okay, cuz, that 's dear, now start pushing it into my cooky, but keep rubbing my button too."

It was difficult but not too often so ; we soon built up a rhythm that had her head thrashing back and Forth as she pulled her pillow over her cheek and groaned out loud. Having to concentrate on rubbing her while we fucked hold me from cumming right away, but her soaked cunt clamping down on my stabbing cock soon brought me right to the border.

My own need caused me to abandon her clit ; I moved so that I was completely on top of her and began to slap my hips against hers. She grunted each time we came together, partly from delight but mostly from the shock of my heavier figure on her bantam one. She moved the pillow out of the way, accidentally shifting her tee shirt sideways so that I could see her tiny breasts for the first clip.

I ogled her minuscule pointy strobile, the baksheesh covered with soft pink areola, as I fucked her pussy. She grinned at me,"You can fellate on 'em, cuz, momma says that it feels material good when a boy sucks on your titties."

Not one to indicate with my knowledgeable Aunt, I leaned down and pulled one of her small-scale white meat into my mouth. She bit the sharpness of her pillow as her nipple crinkled up in my mouth. It felt weird enough that I pulled back and marveled at the change in the tip of her knocker. She giggled and pulled my cheek back to her thorax.

The full prospect became too a good deal for me and I thrust into her one last prison term and filled her tight, wet slit with cakehole and stacks of thick slimy cum. I shuddered and ground my hips against hers as my peter throbbed and spit inside of her ; she yelped again and clamped down on my aching extremity, her own coming laundry over her young physical structure.

We both sucked in great retch breaths as our pleasure slowly ebbed and outwear nibbled at the edge of our world. I slid out of her body with a wet sucking sound that made us both giggle. She snuggled against my thorax and slid into a luminosity doze. I waited until she was deeply asleep before I slipped out of her bed and stood succeeding to it for a bit, watching her small breast move up and down in prison term with her shallow breathing. Eventually, I slipped into my bed and drifted off to kip.

Neither of us read how big a thing we had just done with each other, nor did we have any idea that she could get meaning from it. We were fortunate that winter ; I dumped congius of cum into her twat and none of it took ; we both had several nipper later in life, three with her husband and two with my married woman. I guess, fortunately for us, her organic structure just was n't cook back then.

When her parents came back from wherever the Hell they went that wintertime, she moved back with them and thing went back to the way that they were before. We never really talked about what we had done, and as we got sure-enough and realized just how stupid we 'd been, we kind of avert each early for a few old age until we decided that we were being dolt and let it go.

So, that 's the story Y'all have fun now .