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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 recondite 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 country for several month, I can honestly say that I have no screw idea why they left, it was too damn foresighted ago and my computer memory ai n't what it use to be. But I 'll never forget that first dark, or the many dark after.

Jenny and I had always been variety of friendly enemy as we grew up. I had issues with my mom and sometimes her mom, my Aunt, would do her best to work me sense included in family thing. That was all well and good, but sometimes Jenny would get jealous of the attention that her mom gave me and do her comfortably to get me into trouble.

Most of the fourth dimension things were near between us though ; I was a few years sr. than she was and I tried to look out for her like I was taught to. When my mom told me that jenny would be staying with us for a spell, I was happy, and pissed at the same time ; felicitous that my petty cousin-german would be around Thomas More, but pissed that she had to stay put in my room with me when she was. Our firm was lilliputian and there just was n't any room for her to ride out anywhere else.

pubescence had molested me hard a few geezerhood before, and since there was n't any internet back then, it took for-fucking-ever to jack my cock to a satisfying climax while I remembered the photos of topless natives that I 'd seen in a few subject Geographic magazines. Having my cousin in the elbow room each Night was going to really curtail my fisting sentence. At least, that 's what I thought until the first-class honours degree night that she was actually there.

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jennet and I went to the same Junior/Senior high school School ( it was all ruffle together in our pocket-size township ), but she was bused in from across townspeople while I just had to take the air a few blocking to get there. Because of her long ride each morning, she was used to going to kip and getting up earlier that I was so she went down before I did that first-class honours degree night.

An hour after she she went into the bedroom, I followed and found her out like a illumination on the new bed that my parents had stuffed into my way. It was late fall, almost blessing actually, but our theater had a weird heating system that sometimes turned my ... our ... bedroom into a sauna. That night was one such night and she had fallen asleep on top of her back wearing a long t-shirt for a nightgown.

I had always slept in my underwear and I refused to change that substance abuse just because she was there ; we 'd develop up together so she 'd seen me in my skivvies 100 of times over the eld. I did n't agnize that puberty would get thing a whole cluster unlike, and a 'hole'lot better.

Our house was furnished in the authoritative ugly-seventies trend of shag rug and avocado putting green widget ; my bedroom was no dissimilar. I stripped down and settled on top of my covers to read a Word of God for a while so I could get sleepy-eyed. I had n't paid any tending to her when I came in and I continued to neglect her until she let loose with a tiny snore and wiggled around for a bit before settling back into a deep eternal rest.

The sound caused me to glance over at her and I saw that her legs and settled into a lawless, floppy sort of pose, with one knee cocked up and the former variety of kinked sideways. I ignored her some more until I got athirst and went to get a glass of piddle. As I passed her on my way back in, I saw that her jersey was pulled up and I could look rightfield between her legs.

For some intellect, she was n't wearing panties that nighttime and the grounds of her own journey into puberty was staring me in the boldness ; I froze and stared. Her pussy was just a slit, with almost no sass to verbalize of ( not that I knew anything about lips or kitty-cat in general back then ) but her bush was fully and midst.

A furtive peek at a man-about-town magazine in our local five-and-dime had told me that girls did n't have a dick like boys did but, as I stood staring at her defenseless pussy, it suddenly occurred to me that ALL girl had one, even my dorky cousin. It was like the heavens opened up and a chorus of angels began to sing nasty erotica music in my ear.

The next affair I knew, my turncock was in one hand and my glass of water was in the other ; I do n't even remember fishing it out of my underwear, but it was there nonetheless. It took three endorsement and three strokes for me to inject a thick stream of cum across the bedroom. I must ingest grunted as I squirted 1000000 of air-babies onto the floor, because she suddenly opened her middle and looked at me whacking away adjacent to her bed.

Even through the terror of being caught jerking off, I could n't stop as the pulses that made my human knee weak and the piece of tail rug wet and sticky. I expected her to start 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 cock shrank and I pulled my underwear back up. I 'd always done my best to be honest with her about clobber and, as I drank my piddle and set the empty glass down, I continued those movement and did my best to explain 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 head before asking,"So, you cummed because you saw my biscuit ?"

"Yeah,"I answered,"I 'd never saw one in person, and it made me all horny and stuff, 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 cogitate that I do. Its variety of like a compliment, I think, that this,"she pulled up her tee shirt and showed me her pussy again,"Could make you do that."She pointed at the floor.

My cock snapshot back up, tenting my underwear, as her soft-looking pussy pilus sat gleaming in the brightness from my reading lamp. She saw my bulge and asked,"Can I see your thing ?"I hesitated and she said,"Its only right, you saw my cookie, so you should picture me your thing."

Her logic was unflawed and I quickly yanked my shorts down, showing her my quivering four column inch cock. She reached out and I pulled back,"Uh uh, cuz, only if I can impact yours too."

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

Her clit was standing out modest, but proud, at the top of her slit,"What if I touch it slow, 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 clit, running my curious finger's breadth all around the tiny swelling. She hummed and closed her branch on my hand, not stopping me, but not giving me much room to wreak either. There was enough quagmire for me to wriggle my finger's breadth around, but I could n't see what I was doing anymore. She variety of moaned and a bit of succus suddenly appeared and my finger started to slide around the top of her pussy. She reached for my cock again and this time I let her have it.

As her lovesome finger's breadth closed around the helmet she softly exclaimed,"Oh, its so balmy and so hard too. I like it."

"Whoa, cuz, be careful with the top. I guess its like your button and its spiritualist too."

"okeh, sorry."She continued to run her finger's breadth all around he head and up and down the shaft.

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

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

She shushed me and whispered,"Hey, cuz, I passed by my parents way a few weeks ago and I peeked through their keyhole when I heard some unearthly speech sound. I saw my momma do something to my dad ; she stuck her face next to his thing and she used her sass to suckle on it. Do you want me to do that ?"

I nodded my brain 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 open. I ran my finger's breadth up and down her twat for a moment before she slapped them closed on my hand again ; it was frustrating, but her mouth action distracted me as she began to draw a bit harder.

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

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

My free deal found her head teacher and began to tear her against my thrusting groin ; she moaned and the vibration caused a small quiver to wash across my SOB. She picked up pep pill and my cum rose up and exploded out of my shaft. She tried to pull back, but I held her grimace against me as rope after heavyset rope filled her sass. She had no choice but to withdraw each pulse.

As I moaned and fucked her cheek, she started humping my hand harder. Her barbarian gyrations caused my fingerbreadth to slip between her moist lips and thrust through her hymen as my quarter round raked across her pulsating clit.

She screamed in pain in the ass as her cherry torus around my fingerbreadth, but seconds later she was screaming even louder as an orgasm washed over her young trunk. If my cock had n't been half way down her pharynx, she would take woke the whole house up with her noise.

She kept hunching against my quarter round as I worked her clitoris like a kitty on a toy mouse. I did n't love what the nooky I was doing, but whatever it was, she absolutely loved it. Eventually, she spit my cock out and whispered,"Stop, cuz, its too raw now. need you thumb out of my cookie, that really hurts."She looked between her wooden leg and said,"Oh, man, you broke my cherry."

She saw the confused flavor on my cheek and explained what her mother had told her about virginity and hymens and sex. It was fascinating to get a glimpse into the domain of girl poppycock and I almost forgot that I had blown a load in her back talk until she smacked her brim and said,"Your cums really savor Weird ; all salty and thick and poppycock. I liked it. Did you like doing that ? Momma said that boy like doing stuff and nonsense like that."

We talked about sex clobber for a while ; it turns out that she knew one Scheol of a lot more than I did about the subject 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 rakehell on my finger ; I wiped it off with a tissue and passed out for the night.

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 have-to doe with my cock if I did n't concern her pussycat. By the Fri after our foremost sexual looseness, I was quite frustrated with the situation. That night, she finally decided that it felt better and she let me into her bed again.

This time, she opened her legs wide and said,"My momma said that if I suck on a son matter, then he has to suckle on my cookie."

I looked between her branch with dubiety on my side ; that was where girlfriend peed from and I did n't require anything to do with that. She pointed out that I peed from my cock and she was still willing to put in in her backtalk. Once again, her logic overpowered my hesitation and I settled onto her bed and cleave my face between her peg.

"peg out your tongue, cuz, lick my button like an ice cream cone."

The genial epitome gave me what I needed to pass her what she needed.

She reached down and pulled her slit 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 moan and running her finger through my hair's-breadth as she pushed her pussy against my face. She jumped in hurting as my knife slipped between her lips, but I quickly slid back up to her pulsing release and she forgot about it ; neither of us knew it at the clip, but my finger had only pushed through her virginal membrane, it had n't torn all of it away.

My tongue got tired before she could cum ; I did n't even get it on that she was hypothesize to. She moaned in disappointment as I pulled away but nodded her straits anyway when I asked her to absorb on my cock again.

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

Again with the logical system. I thought about it for a moment and said,"How 'bout we push our poppycock together and try to cum at the Lapplander time ?"

She grinned and opened her legs again ; I quickly settled between them and looked around to see how things would fit together. She aimed me at her slit and said,"get-up-and-go inside, cuz."

I did as she asked and she yelped and bit at her lip as my cock tore through the in conclusion part of her cherry. She saw my flavor of concern as I bottomed out inside her and she said,"I guess you did n't get it all with your finger. Rub my button so it do n't injure so much."

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

It was difficult but not too much so ; we soon built up a calendar method of birth control that had her head thrashing back and forth as she pulled her pillow over her face and groaned out loud. Having to condense on rubbing her while we fucked kept me from cumming right away, but her plastered pussy clamping down on my stabbing cock soon brought me right to the edge.

My own need caused me to vacate her clit ; I moved so that I was completely on top of her and began to slap my hips against hers. She grunted each metre we came together, partly from pleasance but mostly from the wallop of my heavier systema skeletale on her tiny 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 time.

I ogled her piddling pointy strobilus, the tips covered with easygoing pink areola, as I fucked her pussy. She grinned at me,"You can suck on 'em, cuz, momma says that it feels substantial estimable when a boy sucks on your titties."

Not one to debate with my knowledgeable auntie, I leaned down and pulled one of her small breasts into my oral fissure. 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 modification in the tip of her breast. She giggled and pulled my face back to her chest.

The total scene became too much for me and I thrust into her one hold out time and filled her tight, wet slit with tons and rafts of thick slimy cum. I shuddered and undercoat my rose hip against hers as my cock throbbed and saliva inside of her ; she yelped again and clamped down on my aching phallus, her own orgasm washables over her young body.

We both sucked in great heaving breathing place as our pleasure slowly ebbed and outwear nibbled at the edges of our world. I slid out of her body with a wet sucking sound that made us both giggle. She snuggled against my dresser and slid into a light doze. I waited until she was deeply asleep before I slipped out of her bed and stood succeeding to it for a consequence, watching her small-scale knocker move up and down in meter with her shallow ventilation. Eventually, I slipped into my bed and drifted off to sleep.

Neither of us sympathise how big a thing we had just done with each other, nor did we have any melodic theme that she could get pregnant from it. We were fortunate that wintertime ; I dumped gallon of cum into her pussy and none of it took ; we both had several children later in biography, three with her married man and two with my wife. I guess, fortunately for us, her consistence just was n't ready back then.

When her parents came back from wherever the snake pit they went that wintertime, she moved back with them and things went back to the way that they were before. We never really talked about what we had done, and as we got honest-to-goodness and realized just how stupid we 'd been, we kind of forefend each former for a few years until we decided that we were being stupid and let it go.

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