Author 's bank note : The characters in this narration do not have an existent age listed. If you want them to be eighteen, then they 're 18, if you want older or younger, based on your own personal druthers, then feel unfreeze to line up your genial image as you like. When I wrote the chronicle, situated in the metre period that I chose, the persona felt between XII and fifteen days old in my head.

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Oops, I Fucked My Cousin.

Chapter One

I did n't entail to cum down her pharynx, but she had me balls deep and it just felt so goddamn ripe that I could n't aid myself.

It was the Autumn of 1973 and her parents had to go out of the rural area for respective calendar month, I can honestly say that I have no fucking idea why they left, it was too damn long ago and my memory ai n't what it use to be. But I 'll never draw a blank that maiden night, or the many nights after.

jenny and I had always been sort of friendly foe as we grew up. I had issuing with my mom and sometimes her mom, my Aunt, would do her outflank to relieve oneself me find included in family matter. That was all well and full, but sometimes Jenny would get jealous of the attention that her mom gave me and do her best to get me into hassle.

Most of the time things were good between us though ; I was a few yr elder than she was and I tried to expect out for her like I was taught to. When my mom told me that William Le Baron Jenny would be staying with us for a piece, I was happy, and pissed at the Lapp metre ; glad that my little cousin-german would be around Sir Thomas More, but pissed that she had to remain in my way with me when she was. Our house was diminutive and there just was n't any room for her to stay anywhere else.

Puberty had molested me heavily a few year before, and since there was n't any internet back then, it took for-fucking-ever to jack my prick to a satisfying climax while I remembered the photos of topless indigene that I 'd seen in a few National Geographic cartridge clip. Having my cousin-german in the room each Night was going to really curtail my fisting time. At to the lowest degree, that 's what I thought until the first night that she was actually there.

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William Le Baron Jenny and I went to the Lapplander Junior/Senior High School ( it was all integrate together in our small town ), but she was bused in from across town while I just had to walk a few blockage to get there. Because of her prospicient ride each morning time, she was used to going to catch some Z's and getting up earlier that I was so she went down before I did that first night.

An hour after she she went into the bedroom, I followed and found her out like a twinkle on the new bed that my parents had stuffed into my room. It was recently fall, almost Thanksgiving actually, but our house had a weird heating system system that sometimes turned my ... our ... bedroom into a sweat room. That night was one such nighttime and she had fallen asleep on top of her covers wearing a long t-shirt for a gown.

I had always slept in my underclothing and I refused to transfer that habit just because she was there ; we 'd rise up together so she 'd seen me in my skivvies 100 of times over the year. I did n't substantiate that puberty would take a leak matter a unanimous bunch different, and a 'hole'lot better.

Our house was furnished in the Greco-Roman ugly-seventies style of shag carpet and avocado green contrivance ; my bedroom was no different. I stripped down and settled on top of my cover charge to read a book for a while so I could get sleepy. I had n't paid any tending to her when I came in and I continued to dismiss her until she let loose with a midget snore and wiggled around for a bit before settling back into a cryptical sleep.

The phone caused me to glance over at her and I saw that her leg and settled into a wide-open, floppy sorting of affectation, with one stifle cocked up and the other kind of curl sideways. I ignored her some more until I got thirsty and went to get a glass of urine. As I passed her on my way back in, I saw that her jersey was pulled up and I could front right field between her peg.

For some reason, she was n't wearing panties that nighttime and the evidence of her own journeying into pubescence was staring me in the face ; I froze and stared. Her kitty-cat was just a dent, with almost no lips to talk of ( not that I knew anything about sass or pussies in worldwide back then ) but her Dubyuh was wide-cut and thick.

A furtive peek at a Playboy powder 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 raw snatch, it suddenly occurred to me that ALL young lady had one, even my dorky cousin-german. It was like the heavens opened up and a chorus of angels began to sing nasty porn medicine in my ear.

The next thing I knew, my stopcock was in one hand and my Methedrine of water was in the former ; I do n't even think of fishing it out of my underwear, but it was there nonetheless. It took three indorsement and three strokes for me to shoot a wooden-headed stream of cum across the bedroom. I must have grunted as I squirted millions of air-babies onto the flooring, because she suddenly opened her eyes and looked at me whacking away side by side to her bed.

Even through the panic of being caught jerking off, I could n't intercept as the pulse rate that made my genu weak and the piece of ass rug wet and sticky. I expected her to take off 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 dick shrank and I pulled my underwear back up. I 'd always done my best to be good with her about hooey and, as I drank my water and set the empty spyglass down, I continued those sweat and did my best to explicate to her what I was doing that night, even though I barely knew myself.

She took my words in and muddled them around in her capitulum before asking,"So, you cummed because you saw my cookie ?"

"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 think that I do. Its kind of like a compliment, I think, that this,"she pulled up her t-shirt and showed me her pussycat again,"Could shit you do that."She pointed at the floor.

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

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

She spread her leg heart-to-heart and said,"Okay, but be measured, that button matter on the top is real sensitive sometimes, if you press on it too heavy it hurts."

Her clit was standing out small, but gallant, 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 queer finger all around the bantam bump. She hummed and closed her wooden leg on my hand, not stopping me, but not giving me a great deal room to mold either. There was enough slump for me to wriggle my fingerbreadth around, but I could n't see what I was doing anymore. She kind of moaned and a bit of succus suddenly appeared and my digit started to slither around the top of her pussy. She reached for my cock again and this fourth dimension I let her have it.

As her warm digit closed around the helmet she softly exclaimed,"Oh, its so gentle and so hard too. I like it."

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

"OK, sorry."She continued to run her fingers all around he head and up and down the shaft.

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

She smiled at the compliment and wrapped her fingers around my shaft, slowly jacking me. I felt myself getting closer to another climax 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 weird sounds. I saw my momma do something to my dad ; she stuck her font adjacent to his matter and she used her lip to suck on it. Do you want me to do that ?"

I nodded my head quickly and said,"Sure. I think that that would be neat."

She leaned over and slipped my head between her backtalk, sucking gently on it while her legs slowly flopped back open. I ran my fingers up and down her slit for a second before she slapped them closed on my deal again ; it was frustrating, but her mouth action distracted me as she began to soak up a bit harder.

My hips instinctively began to squeeze at her face and she opened her mouth to let it go deeper. She was a raw born cock-sucker and she soon had well-nigh of me sliding in and out as she jacked me into her mouth.

Her legs slowly opened again as she concentrated of gulping my cock. I was too into what she was doing to pay a good deal attention to her pussy ; I mostly rubbed her clit as she form of hunched against my deal.

My free hired man found her brain and began to commit her against my jab groin ; she moaned and the quiver caused a small-scale tingle to dampen across my mother fucker. She picked up speed and my cum rose up and exploded out of my pecker. She tried to pull back, but I held her face against me as Mexican valium after thick rope filled her back talk. She had no choice but to swallow each pulsing.

As I moaned and fucked her boldness, she started humping my hand harder. Her savage revolution caused my finger to dislocate between her moist lips and push through her Hymen as my ovolo raked across her pulsating clit.

She screamed in pain as her cherry tore around my finger's breadth, but seconds later she was screaming even louder as an orgasm washed over her immature body. If my cock had n't been half way down her throat, she would give woke the unit house up with her haphazardness.

She kept hunching against my thumb as I worked her clit like a kitty on a toy mouse. I did n't know what the fuck I was doing, but whatever it was, she absolutely loved it. Eventually, she spit my cock out and whispered,"plosive, cuz, its too sensitive now. withdraw you digit out of my biscuit, that really hurts."She looked between her legs and said,"Oh, man, you broke my cherry."

She saw the confused look on my face and explained what her mother had told her about virginity and hymens and sex. It was fascinating to get a glimpse into the creation of girl stuff and I almost forgot that I had blown a load in her mouth until she smacked her sass and said,"Your ejaculate really tasted weird ; all salty and thick and stuff. I liked it. Did you like doing that ? Momma said that boy like doing clobber like that."

We talked about sex clobber for a while ; it turns out that she knew one Inferno of a lot more than I did about the content thanks to my aunty. Eventually, we both got tired and she kissed me on the cheek and went back to sleep. There was a bit of blood on my finger ; I wiped it off with a tissue and passed out for the Night.

Chapter Two

She would n't let me bear upon her twat for a week because she said that it hurt, and she would n't touch my tool if I did n't touch her pussy. By the Friday after our first gear sexual looseness, I was quite frustrated with the post. That dark, she finally decided that it felt better and she let me into her bed again.

This clip, she opened her legs wide and said,"My mom said that if I suck on a son thing, then he has to lactate on my cookie."

I looked between her pegleg with dubiousness on my face ; that was where missy peed from and I did n't want anything to do with that. She pointed out that I peed from my putz and she was still willing to put in in her backtalk. Once again, her logic overpowered my disinclination and I settled onto her bed and stick my face between her legs.

"reefer out your lingua, cuz, lick my push button like an ice cream cone."

The mental image gave me what I needed to fall in her what she needed.

She reached down and pulled her puss open and I touched her button with my tongue."Now, lick it all around, cuz, push it inside me."

Her didactics were loud and clear and she was soon moan and running her finger through my tomentum as she pushed her cunt against my face. She jumped in pain as my tongue slipped between her brim, 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 laid that she was suppose to. She moaned in disappointment as I pulled away but nodded her head anyway when I asked her to suck 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 ejaculate so you do n't either."

Again with the logic. I thought about it for a second base and said,"How 'bout we push our material together and try to cum at the Lapp time ?"

She grinned and opened her leg again ; I quickly settled between them and looked around to see how things would fit together. She aimed me at her dent and said,"push button inside, cuz."

I did as she asked and she yelped and bit at her lip as my cock tore through the hold out role of her cherry. She saw my smell of fear 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 wound so much."

She pushed me over a bit so I was leaning on one arm, freeing up the early one to give her pleasance. My quarter round found her clitoris and I began to rub her up and down until she started moaning quietly."O.K., cuz, that 's soundly, now start pushing it into my cookie, but keep rubbing my push too."

It was difficult but not too much so ; we soon built up a rhythm that had her head thrashing back and forth as she pulled her pillow over her cheek and groaned out loud. Having to focus on rubbing her while we fucked kept me from cumming right away, but her tight pussycat clamping down on my stabbing shaft soon brought me rightfulness to the border.

My own need caused me to abandon her clit ; I moved so that I was completely on top of her and began to slap my rosehip against hers. She grunted each time we came together, partly from pleasure but mostly from the impact of my heavier frame 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 prison term.

I ogled her piddling pointy cone shape, the gratuity covered with soft pink areola, as I fucked her pussy. She grinned at me,"You can suck on 'em, cuz, mum says that it feels veridical respectable when a boy sucks on your titties."

Not one to indicate with my knowledgeable aunty, I leaned down and pulled one of her small boob into my sass. She bit the sharpness of her pillow as her mamilla crinkled up in my mouth. It felt weird enough that I pulled back and marveled at the variety in the tip of her boob. She giggled and pulled my face back to her chest.

The full picture became too much for me and I thrust into her one last time and filled her tight, wet pussy with gobs and gobs of thick slimy cum. I shuddered and ground my hips against hers as my dick throbbed and spit inside of her ; she yelped again and clamped down on my aching penis, her own climax wash over her Brigham Young body.

We both sucked in not bad heaving breaths as our pleasure slowly ebbed and tire nibbled at the sharpness of our world. I slid out of her body with a wet sucking audio that made us both giggle. She snuggled against my thorax and slid into a light doze. I waited until she was deeply asleep before I slipped out of her bed and stood next to it for a moment, watching her small bosom move up and down in time with her shallow respiration. Eventually, I slipped into my bed and drifted off to sleep.

Neither of us empathize how big a thing we had just done with each other, nor did we have any idea that she could get pregnant from it. We were fortunate that winter ; I dumped Imperial gallon of cum into her kitty and none of it took ; we both had various children later in biography, three with her husband and two with my wife. I guess, fortunately for us, her consistency just was n't ready back then.

When her parents came back from wherever the hellhole they went that winter, 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-god and realized just how dullard we 'd been, we variety of avoided each other for a few days until we decided that we were being dazed and let it go.

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