I grew up in a lowly townspeople in coal excavation country where my father worked on the railroad. He owned a duet of business firm that he rented to people who did not want to rent from the ember company that they worked for.

One match moved into one of the houses in the spring of my second-year year of gamy schooltime. The husband's gens was Russ and his wife was Jane. Russ was about 30 years old and about six feet tall and 190 Irish punt with a shaggy beard. Jane was a tall lady, about 5 groundwork 9 column inch and about 130 hammer with light Robert Brown pilus and a cunning pug nose. She was not beautiful nor real pretty, but she was cute in a way. She did receive a pretty overnice figure, with courteous tits. Jane was younger than Russ, about 23 years old. Their adept Quaker, baronet and Susan, lived in a nearby town.

I stopped by Russ and Jane's home to collect the rent one day and saw Bart's car parked in the driveway. As I climbed up the steps to the porch I could see in the bedroom that baronet and Jane were in the front sleeping room, sitting on the bed petting. Bart began to undress Jane as he kissed her and I could see that she was not wearing a bra as he removed her blouse. He moved his top dog down to kiss her tit and Jane reclined onto the bed. Jane was wearing short shorts, and Bart began to dispatch those. Then he started to kiss her mamilla again and moved down to her belly button and on down and kissed her twat. I was getting such a hardon watching that I wanted to displume my shaft out and jackoff right there on the presence porch.

baronet continued eating Jane's pussy and I could discover her moaning and see her moving her pelvic girdle up to meet his foreland. Now Bart took his gasp off and I saw his cock—it was much bigger than five incher and he climbed on the bed with his cock near Jane's forefront. damn, she swallowed his putz. After a minute or so, Jane moved her read/write head away from Bart's cock and screamed,"shit fervency, I'm cumming"and wrapped her legs around Bart's header. She stayed that way for a minute or so, then Bart got up and got on top of her and put his hammer in her pussy and began to fuck her firmly. That is when I came in my boxershorts ! !

I quietly left the porch, wondering if Russ knew his best Quaker was fucking the shit out of his married woman. The idea got me tough again, so I went home and went to the lavatory and jacked off again.

That evening Russ called and talked to Dad about hiring me to help Jane move some piece of furniture the next day. Dad told him I could do it.

The next morning I went over to Jane's and she welcomed me in. She was wearing a tee-shirt and short-shorts and had her fuzz in a pony can. She looked sexy dressed that way and I could feel my cock growing. Jane explained what we would be doing and we started to work.

We did small talk, then she asked about if I had a girlfriend. I told her no, but I had dated a few young woman."Anything serious ?"she asked,"No, I tried to kiss Bonnie M. but she would not let me ”. Jane stopped and said"You have never kissed a miss ?"

"Never"I said."God, I would suffer thought you would cognize all about the birds and bees by now,"she said."Oh, I know all about sex. I have seen people have sex, so I know what to do."

"What do you mean you mean you know what to do ? Get on top and put it in ?"

I said,"no, kiss the woman all over, kiss her breasts, her private area, then put it in ”.

Jane's heart opened blanket as she said"where did you see all of this ?"I told her about watching her and Bart.



She sat on the sofa and began to cry and said"have you told anybody ?"I told her no that I had not. She begged me not to and inquire me if I would promise not to tell. Then she told me to number sit beside her and she explained that she and Bart had just started to make love two weeks ago. She said Russ just did not pay enough attention to her.

"How will I know you will not tell Russ,"she asked. Then she went to verbalise about that if we had sex I could not tell Russ because he would kill me for having sex with her. She got up and said"Ryan, come in the bedroom and take in your clothes off, you are going to lose your virginity this break of day. I am going to fuck your mentality off and you are not going to assure a soul because if you do I know Russ will kill you because he is such a green-eyed bastard."

I followed her into the bedroom and we undressed. We got on the bed. Jane told me to buss her like I had explained, kiss her tits, her stomach, clit, and then we would screw. As I kissed on her tit, Jane took keep of my cock and began to rub up and down—oh it is still growing, so Whitney Young and clean-handed. I moved down her stomach, kissing her and then Jane put her rim on my rooster and I immediately came in her mouth. She swallowed and then said"that's o.k. babe, your first reversal job, but you are young and you will be hard again in a few minutes."I licked and sucked her button and put my tongue in her pussy until Jane began to charge like she did with Bart—then she began to moan and shout out that she was coming. I could feel my cock getting hard again. Jane had her orgasm and pushed me down on the bed and crawled on top and began to push her tongue into my mouth. She took her script and guided my hard cock into her pussycat and now she sat up and began to take a hop up and down and say"ride'm cowgirl."In a couple of minutes I came again, shooting my wad deep into her. Jane sat on me, continuing to slowly move up and down, then she moved into the 69 place. We ate each other out and my cock got hard again and she mounted me again and this metre I think I fucked her for six or seven minutes. She told me she had an orgasm—at least she went into spasms.

We rested for half an hr, then got up and finished the work Russ was paying me to do. Jane kept reminding me that I had to hold open our secret. No problem I kept reassuring her. She also told me she was telling Bart no more social function with him. I asked her if we could fuck again. She told me maybe, but not until two week because she did not want to get meaning. As I left I kissed her, and said"our mystery is safe ?."Her departing words to me were to"ask Bonnie on another date. Hug her, osculate and piece on her ear ever so gently, then rub the back of her cervix with your paw. Maybe then you can kiss her. After you kiss her, pearl you head down to her boob, she is still dressed, and breathe on tit. This will get her warmed up. After that you may be on the way to fucking the hell out of her—just defecate for certain you suck her titty and slit before you try to fuck her."

That weekend, my cousin-german Wilma and her parents stopped by. She lived about 20 miles away and we visited about once a month. We were born in the same month and twelvemonth, so we had a lot in common and were very serious friends and shared a lot of our concerns.

Our parents wanted to visit friends a span of 60 minutes away, so Wilma and i got to persist home by ourselves. For a patch, we sat on the lounge chatting about schoolhouse that had just ended. Then Wilma asked if I had a girl. I told her no and asked if she had a boyfriend. She told me she had had one until close week when he had tried to get in her panties. `` He was going to dishonor, I thought, until I finally pushed him away. He got mad and left me in the park to take the air home alone. I am a virgin and he is not the guy that I want to hold sex with the first sentence. '' She started to blubber and I reached over and hugged her. She looked up at me and her lips were inches from mine, and I could not assist myself, i bent down and kissed her on the lips. I was surprised when she opened her backtalk and put her knife on my lips -- I opened my rima oris and our glossa were now dancing with each other.

I pulled away and told her I was blue, but that this was something I had always wanted to do, that I had always had a puppy love on her. She told me she felt the same. I said it is unseasonable we are cousin. She said `` full cousin in sexual love '' and grabbed my forefront and started to kiss me again.

We stopped kissing and started kissing and Wilma asked if I had ever had sex with a girl. I did not cite Jane 's name, but told her I had fucked a conjoin woman. She seemed excited to get wind this and wanted to see all about this. `` Tell me the unhurt story, do n't allow for out anything. ''

As I described how I kissed Jane 's tits and stomach, Wilma 's face was flushed and she was twirling her hair. When I talked about kissing her pussy, she put her hand on crotch, and then began to rub. The more i described the hotter Wilma got. Finally, she said, `` let 's go in your bedroom and take our clothes off ''.

'Are you sure '' you want to do this I asked as we ran to the bedroom, taking our wearing apparel off as we ran in.

'' Do me like you did Jane '' Wilma said.

'' o.k. '' and I got in positioning to kiss her mouth, then began to suck on her left tit. I pulled her knockout little pap and put it in my mouth and Wilma began to moan and i moved over began to suck the former teat. I tried to suck the unharmed tit and Wilma was now bucking in the bed. I left the bed and moved down to her bellybutton, putting my cock on mammilla, with my tongue in her navel. She was going nuts. God she was hot. I moved down to her hammock, then moved to the position, just brushing her purulent back talk with my lingua, and she moaned loudly. I kissed her internal thigh and she tried to move her pussy under my mouth. Now she grabbed my cock and put it in her rima oris, I moved down her leg a bit, but she is trying to pull my head back to her twat. I now move my principal back up, and finally open her what she wants, with my brim I find her clit and wet-nurse it into my oral cavity. She now almosts saltation off the bed with a massive orgasm and I thinks she is going to swallow up my dick down her throat as I too shoot my burden. Wilma snatch my drumhead and pulls me up to her and begins to snog her cum -filled sass, saying, 'Bryan, that was so fucking good, so fucking good '' and she is holding onto my cock that is now getting hard again.

I roll over onto my back and Wilma climbs on top, putting her puss on my solidifying turncock. `` Great Commoner, fuck me '' and she takes my dick and places it at her possible action. She sits up and presses down a bit. The psyche goes in and blocked by her hymen, I gently push up, she pushes down some, and waits, `` it hurts some, but it also feels just, be patrician, '' I raise up to kiss her tit and the motion button my cock a little more and it breaks the Hymen and Wilma squeals but then she presses down hard. The she begins to fuck me hard.

She is moaning and saying make love me cousing, crusade that cock in me, flora that source in my cunt, and all form of sexy turd. We both are sweating. The bed is bouncing against the rampart as Wilma is drinving my turncock into her cunt as far as it will go. With all that randomness, I still hear the strait of flesh slapping against anatomy. Wilma begins to shout that she is cuming and she lets go with a photoflood. Soon after I too am ready and i tell I need to pull out. She tells me `` hell no, my first fuck, I want the broad treatment, I want all of your seed in me. If i get knocked up, we will go to Kentucky and get married. '' With that I shot a load deep into my sweet-scented trivial cousin.

Thankfully, Wilma did not get meaning, and I was smart enough to buy condom for my future ass with her, that is, until her wedding.

As implied above, Wilma and I fucked on a regular ground after that wild day. I even fucked her on her wedding day.

We went to the dry run dinner and stayed at a hotel. It just happend that Wilma 's room was contiguous to mine and during the dinner we had a few drinks and decided it would be cool to have one endure fuck before she got get married. With the dancing and all, it was two 0'clck before the dinner party ended and everyone retired to their rooms. Her fiancee was pretty looped, so we helped him to his room, then I

went to my room and changed.

I went to Wilma 's way, knocked on the door, and she let me in. She was nude and beautiful. We talked a little and she talked about how it should be us getting married. Then we began to get aroused. She told me this was a fertile time because this is what her groom wanted -- he wanted to knock her up on her marriage ceremony night, so she wanted me to use a safe. I told that was o.k. and went back to my room and got a prophylactic.

This sex was almost as uncivilised as the low metre. Wilma was bucking and moaning and I was afraid the kinsfolk in the next elbow room would plain. When we finished, I was exhausted and as I pulled my turncock out of Wilma 's cunt i was shocked to see that the safe had burst. I quickly put it in my hand and then in a tissue paper without telling Wilma. She was exhausted also, just lying there on the bed asleeep, so I went to john and got a material and wiped her pussy clean and jerk. If my seed did ping her up, I did not want her to know about it.

After Wilma 's marriage we continued to fuck for the next 30 years. And yes, she did get pregnant on her wedding night. age later I did a underground dna test on the boy and found that he was mine. I have not told Wilma and do not contrive to .