I grew up in a small town in coal mining country where my father worked on the railroad line. He owned a couple of houses that he rented to people who did not require to rent from the coal company that they worked for.

One couple moved into one of the houses in the spring of my sophomore year of high schoolhouse. The married man's figure was Russ and his wife was Jane. Russ was about 30 years old and about six animal foot tall and 190 Irish pound with a shaggy-coated beard. Jane was a improbable lady, about 5 feet 9 column inch and about 130 pounds with scant brown tomentum and a precious pug nose. She was not beautiful nor actual pretty, but she was cute in a way. She did suffer a pretty skillful figure, with nice knocker. Jane was younger than Russ, about 23 years old. Their best Quaker, Bart and Susan, lived in a nearby town.

I stopped by Russ and Jane's planetary house to roll up the rent one day and saw Bart's car parked in the drive. As I climbed up the footmark to the porch I could see in the bedroom that Bart and Jane were in the front bedroom, sitting on the bed kissing. 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 principal down to kiss her tit and Jane reclined onto the bed. Jane was wearing short shorts, and Bart began to withdraw those. Then he started to snog her tits again and moved down to her belly button and on down and kissed her kitty. I was getting such a hardon watching that I wanted to deplumate my cock out and jackoff right there on the front end porch.

Bart continued eating Jane's kitty-cat and I could pick up her moaning and see her moving her hips up to run into his head. Now baronet took his gasp off and I saw his cock—it was much prominent than five incher and he climbed on the bed with his cock near Jane's headway. Damn, she swallowed his cock. After a hour or so, Jane moved her brain away from baronet's rooster and screamed,"shit ardour, I'm cumming"and wrapped her legs around baronet's promontory. She stayed that way for a minute or so, then Bart got up and got on top of her and put his pecker in her slit and began to fuck her hard. That is when I came in my shorts ! !

I quietly left the porch, wondering if Russ knew his Best acquaintance was fucking the shit out of his married woman. The view got me hard again, so I went home and went to the bathroom and jacked off again.

That evening Russ called and talked to Dad about hiring me to help Jane motivate some 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 hair's-breadth in a pony arse. She looked sexy dressed that way and I could finger my cock growing. Jane explained what we would be doing and we started to work.

We did low lecture, then she asked about if I had a girlfriend. I told her no, but I had dated a few young lady."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 girl ?"

"Never"I said."God, I would sustain thought you would know all about the razz and bees by now,"she said."Oh, I know all about sex. I have seen mass 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 charwoman all over, kiss her white meat, her individual area, then put it in ”.

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



She sat on the lounge and began to cry and said"have you told anybody ?"I told her no that I had not. She begged me not to and asked me if I would promise not to separate. Then she told me to hail sit beside her and she explained that she and Bart had just started to make bang 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 talk 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 ask your clothes off, you are going to lose your virginity this daybreak. I am going to fuck your brains off and you are not going to say a somebody because if you do I know Russ will wipe out you because he is such a jealous bastard."

I followed her into the bedroom and we undressed. We got on the bed. Jane told me to osculate her like I had explained, kiss her tits, her stomach, clit, and then we would have intercourse. As I kissed on her tit, Jane took hold of my putz and began to rub up and down—oh it is still growing, so young and innocent. I moved down her stomach, kissing her and then Jane put her lips on my tool and I immediately came in her mouth. She swallowed and then said"that's o.k. baby, your first puff job, but you are Cy Young and you will be hard again in a few minutes."I licked and sucked her button and put my natural language in her pussy until Jane began to buck like she did with Bart—then she began to moan and scream 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 advertise her tongue into my lip. She took her handwriting and guided my unvoiced cock into her cunt and now she sat up and began to bounce up and down and say"rag'm cowgirl."In a couple of bit I came again, shooting my wad recondite into her. Jane sat on me, continuing to slowly motivate up and down, then she moved into the 69 posture. We ate each other out and my peter got hard again and she mounted me again and this time I think I fucked her for six or seven arcminute. She told me she had an orgasm—at least she went into spasms.

We rested for half an minute, then got up and finished the oeuvre Russ was paying me to do. Jane kept reminding me that I had to proceed our closed book. No problem I kept reassuring her. She also told me she was telling baronet no more affair with him. I asked her if we could fuck again. She told me maybe, but not until two calendar week because she did not need to get pregnant. As I left I kissed her, and said"our secret is safe ?."Her departing words to me were to"ask Bonnie on another date. Hug her, snog and nibble on her ear ever so gently, then rub the back of her neck opening with your hand. Maybe then you can snog her. After you kiss her, drop you head down to her titty, 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 make sure you suck her knocker and pussy 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 calendar month. We were born in the Lapp month and twelvemonth, so we had a lot in vernacular and were very skillful friends and shared a lot of our concerns.

Our parents wanted to chitchat friends a yoke of hours away, so Wilma and i got to stay dwelling house by ourselves. For a while, we sat on the sofa chatting about school that had just ended. Then Wilma asked if I had a girl. I told her no and asked if she had a swain. She told me she had had one until final stage workweek when he had tried to get in her step-in. `` He was going to outrage, 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 have sex with the first sentence. '' She started to sniffle and I reached over and hugged her. She looked up at me and her brim were in from mine, and I could not help myself, i bent down and kissed her on the sass. I was surprised when she opened her mouth and put her tongue on my lip -- I opened my lip and our spit were now dancing with each early.

I pulled away and told her I was sorry, but that this was something I had always wanted to do, that I had always had a jam on her. She told me she felt the Lapplander. I said it is wrong we are cousins. She said `` cousins in passion '' and grabbed my caput and started to snog me again.

We stopped kissing and started kissing and Wilma asked if I had ever had sex with a girl. I did not name Jane 's gens, but told her I had fucked a married adult female. She seemed excited to get word this and wanted to hear all about this. `` Tell me the unit narrative, do n't go out out anything. ''

As I described how I kissed Jane 's tits and stomach, Wilma 's look was flushed and she was twirling her tomentum. When I talked about kissing her pussycat, she put her script 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 lead our wearing apparel off ''.

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

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

'' o.k. '' and I got in stance to kiss her mouth, then began to sop up on her left tit. I pulled her hard little mamilla and put it in my mouth and Wilma began to moan and i moved over began to take in the other nipple. I tried to suck the solid tit and Wilma was now bucking in the bed. I left the bed and moved down to her navel point, putting my cock on titmouse, with my clapper in her navel. She was going nuts. God she was hot. I moved down to her cumulation, then moved to the side, just brushing her pussy lips with my tongue, and she moaned loudly. I kissed her privileged thigh and she tried to move her pussy under my mouth. Now she grabbed my putz and put it in her mouth, I moved down her leg a bit, but she is trying to pull in my headway back to her pussy. I now move my nous back up, and finally gift her what she wants, with my lips I find her button and suck it into my oral cavity. She now almosts jumping off the bed with a massive orgasm and I thinks she is going to withdraw my dick down her throat as I too shoot my payload. Wilma snaffle my head and pulls me up to her and begins to kiss her cum -filled lip, saying, 'Bryan, that was so have intercourse unspoilt, 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 bitch on my hardening cock. `` Bryan, fuck me '' and she takes my tool and places it at her opening. She sits up and presses down a bit. The pass goes in and blocked by her Hymen, I gently push up, she pushes down some, and postponement, `` it hurts some, but it also feels good, be gentle, '' I raise up to kiss her tit and the apparent motion pushes my putz 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 jazz me cousing, driving force that hammer in me, works that seminal fluid in my cunt, and all variety of aphrodisiacal diddly-squat. We both are sweating. The bed is bouncing against the rampart as Wilma is drinving my shaft into her cunt as far as it will go. With all that interference, I still hear the sound of material body slapping against flesh. Wilma begins to hollo that she is cuming and she lets go with a flood. Soon after I too am fix and i tell I need to rip out. She tells me `` Hell no, my number one shag, I want the full handling, 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 mellisonant piffling cousin.

Thankfully, Wilma did not get pregnant, and I was smart enough to buy rubber for my future fucks with her, that is, until her wedding.

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

We went to the rehearsal dinner and stayed at a hotel. It just happend that Wilma 's room was adjacent to mine and during the dinner party we had a few drinks and decided it would be cool to birth one last fuck before she got married. With the saltation and all, it was two 0'clck before the dinner ended and everyone retired to their suite. 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 room, knocked on the door, and she let me in. She was naked 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 hymeneals night, so she wanted me to use a condom. I told that was o.k. and went back to my elbow room and got a condom.

This sex was almost as wild as the number 1 time. Wilma was bucking and moaning and I was afraid the sept in the next room would complain. When we finished, I was exhausted and as I pulled my tool out of Wilma 's cunt i was shocked to see that the safety had burst. I quickly put it in my hand and then in a tissue without telling Wilma. She was exhausted also, just lying there on the bed asleeep, so I went to bathroom and got a cloth and wiped her pussy clean. If my seed did knock her up, I did not require her to recognize about it.

After Wilma 's marriage we continued to jazz for the succeeding 30 years. And yes, she did get pregnant on her wedding nighttime. twelvemonth later I did a secret dna test on the boy and found that he was mine. I have not told Wilma and do not plan to .