Have you ever been so drunk, that you do something you know you shouldn't do ? That you've been fighting with yourself not to do ? Yeah, that's where I'm at right now.

The dark started out well. I went over to my cousin's sign, grabbing a few things to drink on the way. I wasn't a heavy toper, but it seemed any clip I DID drink, it was at Michelle's planetary house. We were close than cousin-german, more like best supporter. We had gotten even closer after she split up with her husband. There was only a little bit of tensity, because although she trusted me completely, she was sure that her married man wanted me, and on some level I wanted him back. I would never evidence her, but her inherent aptitude were aright on. He was aphrodisiacal, and if he hadn't been her married man, I would have already fucked him. But he had been her husband, and they had a daughter together. Because of that daughter, my little Lissy, even though they were split up, they continued to exist together, albeit in separate bedrooms. So every prison term I came over, he was there. Dan was one of those guys that everyone wanted to be with as a adolescent. The hot stud poker on campus. I had grown up with him ; it was actually when Michelle was visiting me that she met him, he was my next door neighbor.

Over the years, they got together, got married, and had a kid. But whenever there was a political party, or a cookout, or a picnic, or basically any self-justification at all, Dan would drink. And not just one. He didn't stop until he was wasted. And when he was drunk, he had no gumption of self saving. right field in front of Michelle, he would state me that I had gorgeous tit, and that he wanted to feel my mammilla. She would get mad, and they would go dwelling house. He even smacked my ass a few fourth dimension. The spoiled was when he was talking to us both at the like time, then just stopped talking, looking down at us. He then came out with"You know, if I had you both together, it would be like having twins !"I have to admit, he gave me quiver, I was very sexually attracted to him. But he was my cousin-german's husband, and that was that.

After they split up, I stayed Friend with Dan. They still lived together, I saw him all the metre and she didn't leave him for doing something wrong, she had just grown apart from him. When he was sober, he would distinguish me how much he loved her, and wanted her back, but when he was drinking, he would nominate sexual insinuation's, one time even sucking a blueberry bush from my digit. As much as it turned me on, I stayed away and didn't further the situation. I would sleep over from time to sentence, if I was hanging out with Michelle and drinking a petty. The first few times, I was worried, and almost hoping, that he would come downstairs when everyone was sleeping, but that never happened.

Then one night, I was at Michelle's, and we were all drinking. I got pretty inebriated, and Michelle took my keys, saying that I was sleeping there that nighttime. Nothing out of the norm. We proceeded to get rip roaring drunk, and Michelle went upstairs to her room and passed out. Dan went upstairs also, and I went to the livelihood elbow room, where the futon had been arranged into a bed for me. I passed out pretty quickly. Later that Nox, I was awakened to a hand on my breast. I opened my eyes, and Dan was sitting on the side of the futon, looking at me, rubbing and massaging my breast. He didn't see me open my eyes, so I quickly closed them again, wanting to see where this was going. If I wasn't awake, it couldn't be my shift, right ? I felt my shirt being lifted over my header, and then I felt his mouth around my nipple, sucking deeply and flicking his clapper. I felt his hand travel down my tummy, to the waist of my underwear, and then under. I didn't wear pants when I slept over, knowing it wouldn't be easy to catch some Z's in blue jean. I felt his fingers in my shortstop lilliputian coil, and then his finger was rubbing my clit.

He put his handwriting down a little further, and slowly pushed a finger up into my tunnel, with his thumb circling my clit. He started moving his finger in and out of me, and I knew he could feel me getting wet, because he added a second fingerbreadth. He started fucking away at me with his fingers, licking and sucking my breast, rubbing the other one with his other script. I couldn't assist it, my hip joint started lifting into his fingers, trying to get them cryptic, and my hand moved to the bulge in his pants. I opened my eyes again, this time looking right into his, so he knew I was awake, and put my workforce down his pants, releasing his cock. I slowly started stroking up and down on him, until he grew to his full nine inches, and I could feel the bead of wet at his tip. Without a word, he dropped his knickers to the ground, as I wiggled out of my underwear, and he laid on top of me. He started kissing my neck, and fucking me with his fingerbreadth again, and I moaned low in my throat. He took my mouthpiece with his, kissing me deeply, as he lined his thick cock up to my pussy, and slowly started to infix me. He got about half way in, and then had to pull back out and try again. He was at least four inch around.

Slowly working his articulatio coxae back and forth, he finally got all the way in, bumping against my cervix, his balls bumping my ass. He pulled himself almost all the way out, and then with one jabbing seated himself completely inside me. He started fucking me in earnest now, barely pulling all the way out before pounding himself back in. I was raising and lowering my hip in time to his, meeting him as he came down, trying to study more and to a greater extent of him inside me. Suddenly he rolled us, so that he was on his book binding and I was riding him like a buck. Using my knees, I lowered and raised myself on his magnificent turncock as fast as I could. I leaned back, bracing my hired hand on his genu, arching my vertebral column, knowing how the sight of my jiggling chest would affect him. He placed his medallion on me, sat up, and started sucking and biting on my teat. I could experience myself getting ready to cum, so I brought his face up to mine and started kissing him. I felt my orgasm rip through me and I squealed into his mouthpiece, feeling my twat clutch his hard hammer. When I was done cumming, he pulled me off of him and flipped me over onto my stomach, pulling me up against his dresser, and started banging me from behind. With his paw on my hips, he rammed his hard aching cock into my crafty love tunnel over and over again. All I could hear was the slap, smack, slap of his thigh against mine. I reached back with my hand, underneath, and started cupping and fondling his Ball. He leaned forward, biting my backbone and my neck, as his cock started shooting hot, thickheaded R-2 of cum straight up into my cervix, triggering another massive orgasm in me, shoving his cock all the way into me with each squirt, until finally, after at least ten jets of cum, he collapsed, panting, unable to move.

We didn't move for at to the lowest degree ten minute, as I lay there trying to catch my breath, trying to figure out what the hell just happened. It was amazing, the best sex I'd ever had, but this was my first cousin's, no, make that my best friend's, husband. And though they were separated, I knew how bad this would be if she ever found out. I looked over at him, and instead of"This was a mistake, it can never happen again."leaving my oral cavity, that Lapp mouth started kissing him. His hand came up and started rubbing my back, as he kissed me just as deeply as I was kissing him. I drew back and looked at him, knowing this couldn't go anywhere, but also knowing that now that it had happened, it was going to keep on happening. As I opened my mouth to speak, he laid a finger on it, telling me to shh."Let's not believe about anything until tomorrow. Let's just make tonight."He hugged me tight, and I hugged him back, feeling him starting to stir again against my leg.

Just then we heard a door open upstairs. It was Michelle ! He quickly jumped up, putting his pants back on, then kissed me and walked into the kitchen as she started walking down the stairs.

"Dan ? What are you doing down here ?"

"I just needed a potable of water. I'm going back to bed now. You should drink some too, it's a proven help on hangovers."

He then walked upstairs, and I heard her walking towards the animation room. I quickly shut my eyes, breathing in and out deeply, pretending to be asleep. After a minute or two, I heard her go back to the kitchen, get some water, and walk back upstairs. That was stopping point. I then drifted off back to sleep, planning how I could do this again, without her ever finding out .