I had always enjoyed the get togethers with my dad's family, but zippo could have prepared me for this particular summer weekend. Every summertime we would spend a weekend together at an aunt and uncle's household. They lived on a modest river, with quite a bit of property. I was a bit disappointed that my wife and shaver were not going to be able to come with me this year, due to my adolescent small fry now having jobs, and my wife just choosing to last out nursing home. So, I was alone at this twelvemonth assemblage, but I still expected to have fun, as I would give ear out with my favorite uncle and we'd drink and pass water fun of everyone else ! But when I got there, I found out my uncle also had work issues and was not likely going to micturate it at all. So, I was stuck with many congeneric I didn't much care for, and some I did not cognise very well. Then, surprisingly, one of my best-loved household chemical group showed up ; one of my uncles and his beautiful wife, and their two beautiful daughter. Both had recently gotten married, but I noticed they were husbandless as they pulled up to the house.

We all greeted each other, and we started breaking off into little family mathematical group. I particularly wanted to catch up with one cousin who I had always enjoyed talking to, and who had been one of the most successful phallus of the sept, plus we shared a erotic love for the same favorite alcohol drink. It also didn't hurt that after not seeing her for several class, she had turned into an amazingly beautiful Cy Young fair sex. After we had downed a few beverage, and we were both very obviously feeling it, we decided we wanted to take a walk down to the river. We grabbed clean beverage and headed to the river. We walked along the river, laughing and talking, until we reached a spot that was secluded from everyone else. It was a prissy slight spot next to the river, but enclosed enough that no one could see us there until they were right up on us. We decided to sit down there and babble some more.

As we sat there, we moved a bit closer to each other. She caught me looking down at her pegleg, below her denim doll. She smacked me, trying not to smile. She looked at her beverage for a moment as she swirled it around in the deoxyephedrine, took a crapulence, then looked at me. Very reluctantly she said to me,"ever since I was about 15, I have thought you were amazing, and always wondered what it would be like to snog you."I'm sure enough I looked a little offend, but then I smiled, and told her that I wouldn't head kissing her as well. She smiled, downed the quietus of her drink and turned to me, grabbed me and kissed me deeply. After the initial jolt wore off, I took hold of her and kissed her backbone. We kissed passionately, letting the alcoholic drink take us where we wouldn't normally go. It wasn't long before the next thing I realize, she has my hammer pulled out of my pant, and her mouth wrapped around my hard prick.

After a few minutes, I pull her up and buss her again. I lay her back as I kiss her, and I slid my script up under her skirt. I pulled her panties to the side, and slowly slid a finger inside her very wet cunt. She started moaning softly as I slid my finger in and out, and then started rubbing her button. It wasn't long from there that she was begging me to fuck her. I pulled her panties off, and pushed her skirt up around her waistline. I spread her legs, and moved between them, rubbing my cock along her puss, while she unbuttoned her shirt. I then pushed thick inside her, all the patch expecting her to change her brain. As I pushed in and out of her, I leaned down and pulled her bra up over her tits, and began licking and sucking her nipples. The sex was drunk and haphazard, but we were both enjoying it. She started moaning and writhing, as she got close to orgasm. After she came, she passed out, from the alcoholic drink and the orgasm. But, I was so close that I couldn't stop…so I kept going a few more minutes, until I pushed in punishing, filling her with my cum.
After I was done, I cleaned myself up, pulled her annulus down, and fixed her bra and shirt. I sat succeeding to her, and waited for her to wake up. After she woke up, she wasn't sure what had happened, and I didn't offer any information, deciding it was better to let her think about it first. We got up, and made our way back along the river and back to everyone else.

Late into the eventide, I found myself alone chatting with the younger of the two cousin. We were sitting on the sofa in the living way, and most everyone else had gone to bed. I asked how her first year of wedlock had gone, and she got really quiet. She then started talking about how they had been trying to get her pregnant, and nothing seemed to be working. As she was talking, she started crying, as she talked about how much they both wanted to give birth nipper, and they were afraid to go for testing to find out if perhaps one of them was the job. She was afraid it would offend her wedlock if they found out one of them was the job. Soon she was laying her head teacher on my shoulder as she was crying, and I was attempting to comfort her. She looked up at me and told me that she would do anything to have a sister. I started to tell her that I wished I really knew what I could do to help, but I couldn't think of anything. But, before I could finish, she had moved up a bit and had started kissing me hard. I sat in electric shock for a moment, but only a moment, before I grabbed her and started kissing her dorsum. She asked me if I would help her, and I told her I would. She started to buss me again, and that was about the sentence we heard a door exposed. We pulled away from each early, just in time to see my aunt, her mom, come out and go by. It was at that power point, she decided we needed to go somewhere else.

We went outside and headed down by the river. She smiled playfully as she stripped down to her bra and panties, and slipped into the swimming trap. I stripped down to my underwear, and followed her into the water supply. She swam around for a bit, and I was starting to think she had changed her psyche. But then she swam over to me, and wrapped her munition around my neck opening as she started kissing me again. After a few hour she stopped and whispered in my ear, telling me how she had never been with anyone other than her married man, but that she had felt something for me for many eld, and she knew she had always been my deary of the first cousin. I told her how beat she was now that she had grown up so much…and we started kissing again. She reached down and started rubbing my cock through my underwear. I told her she might have an easier meter if she took them off. She slid my underwear down and wrapped her hand around my cock, and slowly started stroking. She let out a picayune moan as she started stroking. I reached around and unmake her bra, letting loose her 40DD's. I massaged her wonderful tits as she stroked me there in the river. After a few minutes, I slid my hand down and pulled her panties down, and then slid my hand down to her clit, rubbing softly and getting some grand picayune moans from my cousin.

She was obviously torn about what was happening, as I saw her crying as I led her to the former side of the river ( it was actually more like a creek, but named a ‘ river'…. ). I asked her if she wanted to check, and she adamantly and immediately said no, she really wanted this. As we reached a grassy area on the opposite side, I had her lay down. I decided that I wasn't going to pass up this chance, so I moved down between her branch, and began licking and fingering her snatch. I was amazed at how wet she already was. This was obviously really turning her on. She was doing a good job of keeping fairly quiet, but she was still moaning enough that if someone ventured outside the house, they would possibly get wind her. I didn't charge though, and continued to puzzle out her sweet snatch, feeling her convulse and climax beneath me.

Once I felt she was truly set up, I slid up her body, stopping at her beautiful tits, sucking in and biting her nipple. After just a bit, I moved up a bit more, and slid the fountainhead of my cock against her clit. She gasped a piffling, and I noticed she was still crying. I didn't say anything this sentence, but instead just slowly pushed my dick into her wet pussy, little by little, until I was all the way inside her. She let out a small ‘ yes'as she exhaled. I pulled out and slowly moved in and out, kissing her as I did. After a few strokes I got a serious rhythm going, and I could see the bust were gone, replaced with a need and lustfulness I had never seen in my dear young cousin.

After a bit, I told her that if she really wanted this to work, she should get on top of me, and mount my cock. She blushed a picayune at what I said, which considering what we were doing was a little comic, but I knew she was not used to this kind of language. She was a ‘ good'church miss, after all ! She did as I asked though, and we switched piazza, with me on my back and her straddling my pecker. She leaned over me and started sliding up and down my cock. I took the chance to take on with and soak up on her wondrous mammilla. As I started to palpate myself get closer, I told her to sit up straight. She did and I reached down and started rubbing her clit. I could see she was having a hard fourth dimension staying muted now, but she tried as hard as she could. She grabbed her tits and played with them as she rode me. It wasn't long until I could see and feel that she was starting to cum. As she finally did go cumming, I couldn't hold back any longer. I grabbed her hips and pulled her downwardly arduous as I started cumming hard and inscrutable inside my new first cousin's fertile pussy. It was an astound feeling to be filling her hot little cunt with my cum.

After a few min, when I was not toilsome enough to stay inside her and my cock slipped out, she finally stopped moving up and down on me. She laid down on me, and kissed me deeply, thanking me at the same time. We picked ourselves up, got cleaned up as we went back through the pee to the other English, found what clothes we could, and made our way quietly into the theatre and to our sleeping areas for the night.

I wasn't sure what the adjacent day would bring. I had fucked one first cousin when she was too intoxicated to likely make love what she was doing, and likely did not remember anything, and another who had fully known what she was doing, and had a specific plan in head. How would they both react to me this morning ? The first I saw was the vernal, who I had spent the evening with. She acted as cute and giggly as ever when she saw me, doing a great job of not letting on that anything had happened. When I saw my early first cousin, she looked determined as she headed straight for me. I was starting to get scared as she pulled me over to a placid corner. She told me that she knew what had happened yesterday, as when she got back to the sign and went into the bathroom, she was dripping with cum. She told me she couldn't believe I had done that, and when I started to rationalise about the inebriant and not thinking, she stopped me and stated that it wasn't the act she was upset with, but that I lied to her afterward. I didn't know what to say. Then, she broke me from my silence by telling me it wasn't fair that she couldn't remember anything, and would rather birth a memory board to go with the knowledge that we had actually had sex.

I wasn't sure what to say, but she told me to meet her back where we were yesterday in 15 instant. I nodded my foreland and watched her walk away. I made my way around a slightly unlike way to where we had been the day before. Once she arrived she looked around and suggested we go up into the woods slightly, so no one would see us. I agreed and we found a courteous little spot in the Sir Herbert Beerbohm Tree. She didn't hesitate at all. She pulled me close and kissed me deeply for a mates of minutes. Then, she dropped to her knees and hurriedly pulled my cock from my boxershorts. She smiled up at me, and continued to see up at me as her lips slid over the head of my pecker. She hungrily sucked my cock for respective wonderful minutes. Finally she pulled away and sat back on the ground. She told me to take her, as she pulled her bird up and spread her legs, showing me that she had no step-in on. I kneeled down between her pegleg and moved over her. I quickly positioned myself above her, and slid my cock all the way into her in one thrust. As I began moving in and out of her, she pulled her shirt off, allowing me access code to her tits. Her tits were no were near as big and marvellous as her little Sister were, but she made up for that with Sir Thomas More of a knowledge of how to use her pussy and hips. She wrapped her legs around me and pulled me into her with each of my thrusts.
She opened her legs and told me that she wanted me to take her from behind. I pulled out, and let her motion to her hands and articulatio genus. I positioned myself behind her, and pushed my rooster into her pussy. I held her hips as I began thrusting into her. She was really getting into it, and I could see and find that she was getting close to cumming. I decided to see if I could push her over the edge, so I grabbed a handful of her hair and pulled back as I thrust into her. It seemed to ferment, as I could feel her body thrill and she let out a few somewhat loud moan as she came. I began fucking her as hard as I could, and she continued to cum for a bit, until finally I couldn't make back any thirster, and I let at large with everything, pushing my peter as deep into her as I could. I pumped in a few more multiplication, letting everything I could pump into her dripping twat. I pulled out, and she turned around and pulled me to her into another kiss. She thanked me, and smiled as she fixed her apparel, and we headed on our way back to the house.

As they were getting ready to leave, both girls came up to me, hugged me sayonara, and thanked me for a wonderful weekend. Each made gossip about looking forward to the side by side kin get together. On the drive domicile, I couldn't believe how favorable I had been over the weekend, in Thomas More way of life than one. A few months later, both of them announced on Facebook that they were fraught. The commentary from their husbands showed that they were happy as well, and that they had no approximation about the family weekend. By the clip of the Christmas menage get together, they were both just starting to show…..