This is an almost forgotten history from many year ago. Just recently I met someone who lived just a dyad of international mile from the place where a cousin-german of mine had lived and that brought back memories of how, many geezerhood ago, I was on holiday with her on the south slide of England. So here, with a few details and the names changed is the almost true story of the happenings during my 2 week vacation with my cousin Brenda.

So, we had arrived at the cottage on the south glide which was to be our holiday home for the side by side 2 workweek. The bungalow had been extended and could conveniently drive 5 multitude, but there were 7 of us so it was going to be a bit of a squash. There was my female parent and me, my senior sister and her boyfriend, my aunty and uncle and my cousin Brenda. The squash would improve after 3 days when my sister and young man would be leaving as they only had a few Clarence Day off work. I had just reached my teens and Brenda was 11, but she was very well developed and could throw passed as a 13 year old any day. Right from the scratch line she flirted cheekily with me and my mother noticed. She said something to my aunt about it who just said “ Oh, ignore her, she’s harmless ” or something like that.

I had to share a chamber with Brenda ; it was a small-scale room just big enough to pick out 2 unity beds and at bed time one of us changed into our night attire in the sleeping accommodation while the other used the bath room. Then when we’d been “ tucked in ” one or other of the adults would peep round the sleeping accommodation door every 10 second or so until they were meet that we were both asleep. They said that was to pass water sure that we were “ alright ”. Now in common with nearly former healthy 13 year old lads, I was in the wont of giving myself a pleasure fix at least once a day and usually just before I went to sleep. However, with this arrangement that was bordering between difficult and impossible. I tried staying awake till all the grownup were asleep but that didn’t work and Brenda moved around a lot in her sleep so I could never tell if she was awake. In the end I gave up trying to have a jacking off and just got Sir Thomas More and more bilk. My dick was hard more often than not and my testis started to ache. ( At that time in my animation I had not heard of “ blue balls ” ). To ready matters worse there was this precocious Whitney Young female who would ply me with adulterate questions every prison term the adults were out of earshot.

I soon came to the end that Brenda knew zip about sex but that given the chance she would be very unforced to find out. That chance came at the week end when we were left alone for a couple of hours. Another aunt and uncle were going to join us for a couple of sidereal day and after being met at the station they were all going for a drink before returning to the bungalow. Brenda and I were left playing some game, I think it was table billiards ( there were no electronic distraction in those Day ) and the adults left for the station.

After about 5 minutes the doubtfulness started again, only this prison term I was able to give way some sort of solvent. “ What’s the really difference between boy and girls ; why do they keep peeping into our bedroom ; why do we have to change in different rooms ; what was that bulge in your pyjamas ” and so on. I decided that I would have to give her a quick lecture on where babies come from and how they get there. At the end she was a little storm but quite groom to believe as it all fitted in with rumours that she’d heard. “ There’s still one interrogation ” she said “ The bulge ; you’ve got one again now. Why ”. I explained how in order to industrial plant the seed the “ planter ” would have to be rigid in order to get it in and that when it wasn’t required it kind of folded away. “ That still doesn’t say why yours is stiff now ” she said. I think by then I was getting a fiddling red in the face but this conversation was going the way I wanted and I was determined to celebrate it on track.

It had been over a week since I had jacked off, so my sperm sacks were full to overflowing, my seminal watercraft were wide-cut up and my system was turbocharged with testosterone, and I felt that Brenda was ready for some practical experience. I said “ We’re not in over control of the mechanism which controls the stiffness of our dick, sometimes it only takes a sexy thinking about a pretty girl and it happens automatically ”. Brenda went red in the fount as she said “ So is that bulge the outcome of you having sexy thoughts about me ”. I laughed and said “ That could have quite a lot to do with it ”. Brenda’s face got even redder as she put her hand on mine and said “ Can I see it ”. Now we’re motoring I thought, and I led her into a bedroom where there were no enceinte windows.

I stood looking at her for a import, wondering if I should contribute her a osculation but she was ahead of me and said “ Go on then, undo your trouser ”. I released my belt and pushed my zipper down so that my trousers fell down round my stifle leaving my bloomer tenting my underpants. Without being invited she dropped to her knees and pulled my pants down so that my shaft sprang up hitting her under the mentum. She shot backwards, gasped and said “ Wow that’s beautiful and practically prominent than I expected ; can I t ” -- -. I think she was going to say “ tinct it ” but her enthusiasm got the better of her and she wrapped her hired man around my slam and gently fondled it. I was in Heaven and thought I was going to suck it there and then and I struggled hard to keep on myself under controller. I remembered a piffling trick I’d get word about and I tried hard to wee, knowing that I couldn’t while I had a intemperate on, and it worked ; it stopped me Cumming.

I let her expect on playing with me for a little spell and she fondled my balls and kissed the tip of my dick. Then she moved to a crouching position and spread her ramification full apart, quickly followed by closing them and pressing her thighs together. She repeated these actions 2 or 3 times then gave her pussy a little rub. “ I don’t know if I’m weeing myself ” she said “ but I feel a bit wet ”. I told her that it was pattern for a drop of lubricating fluid to be released when she was sexually excited. I said “ It’s a bit like the little drop of pre-cum that’s on the tip of my pecker now ”. She looked closely at the piffling bead which was about to drop off and I said “ It’s ok you can lick it if you like ; it won’t spite ”. She thought about it for a couple of seconds then touched it with the tip of her spit. “ It tastes a little bit salty ” she said and she took another lick and then wrapped her lips around my glans and swirled her tongue bout and circle. Again, I thought I was going to bollocks up my load so I stopped her and said “ You know how we were talking about the difference between girls and boy, well isn’t it time we made a manoeuver comparison ”. She hesitated for a twain of sec then hoisted her skirt up beat her waist revealing her knickers with a damp patch. She straight away pushed them down and showed me her smooth young pussy, the tail of which was wet and glistening from the drivel of her vaginal juice which had leaked out. As I watched she opened her stage then closed them and pressed her second joint together causing her outer rim to unfold and come together a little. “ That feels nice ” she said and proceeded to give the top end of her pussy a little rub.

Now at that meter my knowledge of the female anatomy was sadly lacking ; a pussy was a puss and that was it. I doubt that I had ever heard of a vagina or a clitoris, so when she pulled me up against her and my dick straits slipped just inside the top of her outer mouth I thought I was rubbing against her entrance. I loved the touch and my pre-cum soon made it slippery, causing Brenda to make a series of moans and narrow escape. After a patch I decided to try to enter her, so I straightened my gumshoe and pushed. Nothing happened so I pushed harder, then not knowing that I was aiming about an in too high, I pushed even harder and this caused Brenda to shout “ OW plosive speech sound ”. I decided to give up on that and went back to rubbing my peter up and down her dent. We kept that up for several moment and then Brenda pulled back and took my shaft in her hired man and said “ that’s way too big to go in my fiddling hole, you’ll just suffer to roll in the hay my bridge player ” and she started wanking me. I was experiencing intense pleasure and knew my climax was only seconds away and I tried to generate Brenda as much pleasure as I could by rubbing with my finger where my tool had just been. I found that the top part of her snatch was getting dry so I ran my fingerbreadth down to the stern part where I knew she was wet, and of course I found the entrance to her vagina.

I pushed my heart finger in and wiggled it around, making Brenda pant and groan and then my own orgasm, which all this clock time had been building, flare-up through and I shot one large jet of cum onto the varnished Ellen Price Wood floor just inside the bedroom door. I think I almost passed out ; the feeling was the most intense I had ever experienced and I had a job to quit my knees from buckling.
Brenda stood spell-bound staring at the bit where my jizz had landed then she just exclaimed “ Wow ” then looked at me and asked me if I was alright. By then I was rapidly recovering my composure and I said “ I’m ticket ”. “ commodity ” she said “ In that case you can pack on where you left off, it was lovely ”.

After a little experimenting I discovered that Brenda liked having the top of her pussy rubbed at the same time as being fingered at the merchantman. So we ended up with my digit in her while she rubbed the top contribution. In former words, I finger fucked her while she frigged her clit. After a couple of bit she started to breath more heavily and jig around. Her moan got more pressing and she started to pant, then the rampart of her vagina gently gripped my finger's breadth 4 or 5 prison term and she shuddered all over. Her knee gave way and she started to sink to the base so I grabbed her round the waist and pulled her into a sitting locating on the bed.
I left her to get her hint back while I dashed to get a hand full phase of the moon of loo roll as we were both rather wet. After we’d cleaned up Brenda said “ Oh dear, that feeling’s gone, I was hoping it would delay for ever ”. Then she enthusiastically wrapped her arms around me and gave me a big kiss.

While we were in the embrace I realised that I had developed another foul-up and it was pressing into her tummy. She was quick to notice it and said “ This affair of yours is still frisky ; can we make it happen again ” ? I didn’t know if I could get it on another one out after the astound explosion I’d just had, so I said “ we could try ”. She said “ Well since you nearly collapsed like I did, why don’t you lie on the bed ”. So I led on my back with my pecker pointing skywards and Brenda knelt over me and started to work. It was not long before she took my dick head into her mouth and started to suck, and I soon realised that I was on the way to another orgasm. As I started to emit more heavily, Brenda got braver and tried to swallow my penis. She did extremely well causing me to wonder if she really was as impeccant as she had led me to think. From the growing thrill in my crotch I knew affair were about to happen so I told Brenda that I was cumming. She pulled off me and taking my dick in her hand gave me a fast jacking off and I shot my cum into the air. The orgasm was only a vestige of the previous one and the puddle on my pot was only a twenty-five percent of the one on the level. But it was still most enjoyable and just what I needed after a week of abstinence.

Brenda said that she needed a wee so she scooted of to the loo leaving me to clean up myself and the puddle on the floor. After making sure that we’d covered up all traces of our activity we returned to the sofa and carried on playing some gameboard games, and then about 20 minutes later our parents returned. I don’t remember anyone peeping into our chamber that nighttime but that was probably because I fell asleep very quickly. In the morning I came to my senses thinking about the moans and narrow escape that Brenda had made while I was playing with her pussy and I lay there holding on to my dick. Then I realised that I was actually hearing those auditory sensation for real, so I rolled over and saw Brenda with most of the bed covers pushed back, happily frigging her slit. I immediately got a raging boner and started to go across to fall in her, but then I thought better of it. We could get a sojourn from any of the adult, so I just lay there quietly rubbing my pecker as I watched her climax. After she’d calmed down, I waited a few mo then quietly said “ You enjoyed that, didn’t you ”.

She jumped and said “ How long have you been awake ”. I said “ Long enough, and you’ve made me as horny as perdition, I’ll have to get some paper hankey from my suit fount ”.
The beds were very close together and as I stood up with my blooper sticking out of my pyjamas Brenda reached over and started wanking me. I knew that I should have gone straight for the hankies but I didn’t want to lose the feel of her hand and I stayed there enjoying it. I suddenly realised that she’d got me to the point of no return key and I leaped to the bottom of my bed where my cause showcase lay outdoors on the base. I ejaculated into my hired man as I dropped to my knees and grabbed a smattering of tissues. Just then the bedroom door opened and in stepped Brenda’s father. Fortunately Brenda had covered herself up by then and my dick was hidden behind the bed. I was holding a paper tissue in my handwriting which I quickly put to my nuzzle and started to float. “ Just came to see if you were awake ” he said “ Need you up early as were off on a slip ”. Then looking at me he added “ Hope you’re not getting a cold ” and he left. I looked at Brenda and said “ Wow that was close ”.


With the excitement of the previous even, the after-glow and the rush to clear things up, there was one affair that I forgot about. I did not swear Brenda to secrecy and that was my unfastening. The pursuit evening, Brenda, in her exuberance to practice her new found pleasurable hobby decided to frig herself in the bath. Unfortunately her female parent waltzed in and caught her. She was duly reprimanded and in order to share the blame around, she “ told ” and I got into a lot of trouble. For the relief of the hebdomad I was not allowed to get within 10 infantry of her and our sleeping arrangements were changed. Brenda stayed in the small back elbow room and I was moved to the front where I shared a king size of it bed with my mum. This had certain advantage though as the adults didn’t retire until 2 hours after us small fry were packed off, so I now had sentence and space to have a wank.

The following week we all returned base ; I was grounded and the atmosphere was very frozen. Nothing much was said until the following week end when mum said something to me from the kitchen as I was walking down the stairs. I didn’t hear all she said, but I just caught “ thank your lucky stars that Brenda is too Young to have a baby ”. I rushed to the kitchen threshold and said “ What was that mum ”. She replied “ I was just saying that it’s fortunate that Brenda is too young for you to have got her pregnant after your escapade last workweek ”. I put on a shocked expression and said “ Oh mum, how could you think I would be so pudding head ; maybe we did show one another our fleck but I nigh certainly did not fu -- ”. ( I just stopped myself saying it ). “ Did not have intercourse with her ”. “ Well that’s a relievo ” said mum, “ but why did your auntie Viv say that you did ”. I said “ fountainhead I suppose Brenda told her something and she assumed the residuum. Either that or Brenda was bragging ”. Mum had witnessed some of Brenda’s flighty put-on and was inclined to believe me. She went attentive for a minute of arc and said “ Well, I suppose we were asking for worry by putting the two of you in the same room ”. I realised then that I was on a downhill slope and after chatting with mum for a few more than minutes managed to persuade her that it was all Brenda’s fault, and she let me off. I couldn’t believe my luck.