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 night started out well. I went over to my cousin's house, grabbing a few matter to drink on the way. I wasn't a heavy toper, but it seemed any clock time I DID drink, it was at Michelle's house. We were tightlipped than cousin-german, more like best Friend. We had gotten even closer after she split up with her husband. There was only a fiddling bit of tension, because although she trusted me completely, she was sure that her husband wanted me, and on some level I wanted him back. I would never tell her, but her instincts were rightfulness on. He was sexy, 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 piddling Lissy, even though they were split up, they continued to live together, albeit in separate bedrooms. So every time I came over, he was there. Dan was one of those guy rope that everyone wanted to be with as a stripling. The hot stud 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 party, or a cookout, or a field day, or basically any excuse at all, Dan would drink in. And not just one. He didn't stop until he was wasted. And when he was drunk, he had no signified of self preservation. Right in straw man of Michelle, he would differentiate me that I had gorgeous breasts, and that he wanted to feel my nipples. She would get mad, and they would go family. He even smacked my ass a few times. The regretful was when he was talking to us both at the Sami sentence, 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 twin !"I have to take, he gave me tingles, I was very sexually attracted to him. But he was my cousin's husband, and that was that.

After they split up, I stayed booster with Dan. They still lived together, I saw him all the clip and she didn't leave him for doing something wrong, she had just grown apart from him. When he was sober, he would tell me how much he loved her, and wanted her back, but when he was drinking, he would make intimate insinuation's, one time even sucking a blueberry from my fingers. As a good deal as it turned me on, I stayed away and didn't encourage the situation. I would catch some Z's over from time to time, if I was hanging out with Michelle and drinking a footling. The first few multiplication, I was worried, and almost hoping, that he would descend 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 drunk, and Michelle took my keys, saying that I was sleeping there that night. Nothing out of the norm. We proceeded to get rip roaring rummy, and Michelle went upstairs to her room and passed out. Dan went upstairs also, and I went to the animation room, where the futon had been arranged into a bed for me. I passed out pretty quickly. Later that night, I was awakened to a mitt on my breast. I opened my eyes, and Dan was sitting on the side of the futon, looking at me, rubbing and massaging my chest. He didn't see me open my optic, so I quickly closed them again, wanting to see where this was going. If I wasn't awake, it couldn't be my fault, right ? I felt my shirt being lifted over my head, and then I felt his back talk around my pap, sucking deeply and flicking his tongue. I felt his hand travel down my tummy, to the waist of my underwear, and then under. I didn't wearable pants when I slept over, knowing it wouldn't be comfy to sleep in jean. I felt his finger in my dead niggling coil, and then his finger's breadth was rubbing my clit.

He put his hand down a piddling 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 finger. He started fucking away at me with his fingers, licking and sucking my bosom, rubbing the other one with his other hand. I couldn't service it, my hips started lifting into his fingers, trying to get them deeper, and my mitt moved to the bulge in his pant. I opened my eye again, this time looking right into his, so he knew I was awake, and put my custody down his trouser, releasing his cock. I slowly started stroking up and down on him, until he grew to his full nine in, and I could feel the drop of wet at his tip. Without a word of honor, he dropped his pants 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 finger again, and I moaned low in my pharynx. He took my oral fissure with his, kissing me deeply, as he lined his thick cock up to my kitty, and slowly started to enroll me. He got about half way in, and then had to draw back out and try again. He was at least four inches around.

Slowly working his hips 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 poking 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 hips in clock time to his, meeting him as he came down, trying to remove more and more of him inside me. Suddenly he rolled us, so that he was on his back and I was riding him like a horse. Using my knee, I lowered and raised myself on his magnificent cock as fast as I could. I leaned back, bracing my hands on his articulatio genus, arching my back, knowing how the sight of my jiggling breasts would affect him. He placed his palms on me, sat up, and started sucking and biting on my nipples. I could feel myself getting make 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 mouth, feeling my pussycat clench his unattackable turncock. When I was done cumming, he pulled me off of him and flipped me over onto my abdomen, pulling me up against his bureau, and started banging me from behind. With his manus on my hip joint, he rammed his hard aching cock into my slick passion tunnel over and over again. All I could learn was the smacking, slap, slap of his second joint against mine. I reached back with my hand, underneath, and started cupping and fondling his chunk. He leaned forward, biting my book binding and my neck, as his cock started shooting hot, thick ropes of cum straight up into my cervix, triggering another monumental orgasm in me, shoving his peter all the way into me with each spirt, until finally, after at least ten green of cum, he collapsed, panting, unable to move.

We didn't move for at least ten hour, as I lay there trying to enamour 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 cousin's, no, make that my dependable acquaintance'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 error, it can never happen again."leaving my mouth, that like lip started kissing him. His manus 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 happening. As I opened my sass to talk, he laid a finger on it, telling me to shh."Let's not think about anything until tomorrow. Let's just make tonight."He hugged me soused, and I hugged him back, feeling him starting to raise again against my leg.

Just then we heard a door clear upstairs. It was Michelle ! He quickly jumped up, putting his pant 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 drink of water. I'm going back to bed now. You should pledge some too, it's a test help on hangovers."

He then walked upstairs, and I heard her walking towards the living room. I quickly shut my center, 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 close. I then drifted off back to log Z's, planning how I could do this again, without her ever finding out .