writer 's note : The characters in this story do not induce an actual age listed. If you want them to be eighteen, then they 're eighteen, if you want erstwhile or vernal, based on your own personal preferences, then feel free to align your mental double as you like. When I wrote the floor, situated in the metre stop that I chose, the characters felt between XII and 15 class old in my header.

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Oops, I Fucked My first cousin.

Chapter One

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

It was the autumn of 1973 and her parents had to go out of the res publica for various 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 bury that first night, or the many dark after.

jenny ass and I had always been sort of friendly enemies as we grew up. I had issues with my mom and sometimes her mom, my aunt, would do her best to make me finger included in mob affair. That was all well and honest, but sometimes Jenny would get envious of the attending that her mom gave me and do her best to get me into fuss.

Most of the time things were good between us though ; I was a few twelvemonth older than she was and I tried to look out for her like I was taught to. When my mom told me that Jenny would be staying with us for a while, I was glad, and pissed at the same metre ; happy that my little first cousin would be around more, but pissed that she had to abide in my elbow room with me when she was. Our house was tiny and there just was n't any room for her to delay anywhere else.

puberty had molested me hard a few twelvemonth before, and since there was n't any internet back then, it took for-fucking-ever to jack my cock to a satisfying sexual climax while I remembered the photos of topless natives that I 'd seen in a few national Geographic cartridge. Having my cousin in the room each Night was going to really curtail my fisting time. At least, that 's what I thought until the offset dark that she was actually there.

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jenny and I went to the same Junior/Senior High school ( it was all mingle together in our minuscule town ), but she was bused in from across townspeople while I just had to walk a few blocks to get there. Because of her long ride each cockcrow, she was used to going to kip and getting up earlier that I was so she went down before I did that number 1 night.

An 60 minutes after she she went into the bedroom, I followed and found her out like a light on the new bed that my parents had stuffed into my room. It was late fall, almost Thanksgiving actually, but our house had a weird heating system that sometimes turned my ... our ... bedchamber into a sauna. That night was one such night and she had fallen asleep on top of her cover version wearing a farseeing t-shirt for a nightgown.

I had always slept in my underwear and I refused to change that habit just because she was there ; we 'd originate up together so she 'd seen me in my skivvies hundred of times over the eld. I did n't realize that puberty would make things a unharmed clustering different, and a 'hole'lot better.

Our house was furnished in the classic ugly-seventies style of piece of ass rug and avocado greenness gismo ; my bedroom was no dissimilar. I stripped down and settled on top of my top to register a book for a while so I could get sleepy. I had n't paid any aid to her when I came in and I continued to ignore her until she let loose with a bantam snore and wiggled around for a bit before settling back into a deep sleep.

The sound caused me to glance over at her and I saw that her branch and settled into a wide-open, floppy sort of pose, with one knee cocked up and the other kind of kinked sideways. I ignored her some more until I got thirsty and went to get a Methedrine of piddle. As I passed her on my way back in, I saw that her tee shirt was pulled up and I could take care right between her legs.

For some reason, she was n't wearing panties that night and the evidence of her own journey into puberty was staring me in the face ; I froze and stared. Her snatch was just a slit, with almost no lips to verbalise of ( not that I knew anything about mouth or pussies in oecumenical back then ) but her chaparral was full and thick-skulled.

A furtive peek at a Playboy magazine in our local five-and-dime had told me that girls did n't have a gumshoe like male child did but, as I stood staring at her bare cunt, it suddenly occurred to me that ALL miss had one, even my dorky cousin. It was like the heavens opened up and a chorus of saint began to sing nasty porn music in my ear.

The next thing I knew, my rooster was in one hand and my glass of water system was in the other ; I do n't even think fishing it out of my underwear, but it was there nonetheless. It took three seconds and three strokes for me to pullulate a stocky stream of cum across the bedroom. I must have grunted as I squirted million of air-babies onto the floor, because she suddenly opened her eyes and looked at me whacking away next to her bed.

Even through the scare of being caught jerking off, I could n't discontinue as the heart rate that made my knees washy and the piece of ass rug wet and sticky. I expected her to originate screaming at me or something but she just watched quietly as my cum splattered and my clenched fist flew.

When it was over she asked,"What was that ?"

My cock shrank and I pulled my underclothes back up. I 'd always done my salutary to be honest with her about stuff and, as I drank my water system and set the vacuous glass down, I continued those travail and did my best to excuse to her what I was doing that nighttime, even though I barely knew myself.

She took my words in and muddled them around in her head 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 variety of like a compliment, I think, that this,"she pulled up her jersey and showed me her twat again,"Could make you do that."She pointed at the floor.

My cock dig back up, tenting my underclothing, as her soft-looking pussy hair sat gleaming in the ignitor from my reading lamp. She saw my bulge and asked,"Can I see your thing ?"I hesitated and she said,"Its solely right field, you saw my cookie, so you should exhibit me your thing."

Her logical system was flawless and I quickly yanked my shorts down, showing her my quivering four inch rooster. She reached out and I pulled back,"Uh uh, cuz, only if I can affect yours too."

She spread her legs opened and said,"Okay, but be measured, that clitoris matter on the top is tangible sensitive sometimes, if you press on it too hard it hurts."

Her clit was standing out small, but proud, 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 fourth dimension. It feels great."

I reached out and lightly poked her button, running my curious finger's breadth all around the tiny bump. She hummed and closed her branch on my hand, not stopping me, but not giving me lots elbow room to work either. There was adequate quagmire for me to worm my finger around, but I could n't see what I was doing anymore. She variety of moaned and a bit of juice suddenly appeared and my finger started to slide around the top of her pussy. She reached for my pecker again and this prison term I let her experience it.

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

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

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

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

She smiled at the compliment and wrapped her fingers around my irradiation, slowly jacking me. I felt myself getting closer to another orgasm and my moans started to go 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 unearthly sounds. I saw my ma do something to my dad ; she stuck her face next to his thing and she used her mouth to suck on it. Do you desire me to do that ?"

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

She leaned over and slipped my question between her lips, sucking gently on it while her pegleg slowly flopped back spread. I ran my finger's breadth up and down her slit for a mo before she slapped them closed on my hired man again ; it was frustrating, but her mouth natural process distracted me as she began to suck a bit harder.

My hips instinctively began to hurtle at her look and she opened her lips to let it go deeper. She was a natural born cock-sucker and she soon had near 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 much attention to her pussy ; I mostly rubbed her clit as she kind of hunched against my hand.

My free hand found her headland and began to draw out her against my thrusting groin ; she moaned and the vibration caused a pocket-size tingle to wash across my asshole. She picked up speed and my cum rose up and exploded out of my turncock. She tried to get out back, but I held her look against me as circle after thick rope filled her sass. She had no choice but to swallow each pulse.

As I moaned and fucked her look, she started humping my helping hand harder. Her wild rotation caused my finger to drop away between her moist backtalk and get-up-and-go through her maidenhead as my thumb raked across her pulsating clit.

She screamed in pain as her cherry torus around my finger, but seconds later she was screaming even louder as an orgasm washed over her Cy Young soundbox. If my cock had n't been half way down her throat, she would possess woke the unit house up with her noise.

She kept hunching against my thumb as I worked her clit like a kitten 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 turncock out and whispered,"occlusion, cuz, its too raw now. Take you finger's breadth out of my cooky, that really hurts."She looked between her branch and said,"Oh, man, you broke my cherry."

She saw the confounded looking on my face and explained what her mother had told her about virginity and Hymen and sex. It was fascinating to get a glimpse into the world of fille stuff and I almost forgot that I had blown a loading in her mouth until she smacked her sass and said,"Your come really try out weird ; all salty and thick and clobber. I liked it. Did you like doing that ? mummy said that son like doing stuff like that."

We talked about sex stuff for a piece ; it turns out that she knew one hell of a lot more than I did about the subject thanks to my aunt. 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 touch her pussy for a week because she said that it hurt, and she would n't refer my dick if I did n't touch her kitty. By the Friday after our first sexual play, I was quite frustrated with the spot. That Nox, she finally decided that it felt better and she let me into her bed again.

This time, she opened her legs wide and said,"My mama said that if I suck on a boys thing, then he has to suck in on my cookie."

I looked between her peg with doubt on my face ; that was where girls peed from and I did n't want anything to do with that. She pointed out that I peed from my rooster and she was still willing to put in in her rima oris. Once again, her logic overpowered my waver and I settled onto her bed and cohere my aspect between her legs.

"marijuana cigarette out your natural language, cuz, lick my button like an ice emollient cone."

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

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

Her instructions were loud and clear and she was soon groan and running her fingers through my hair as she pushed her snatch against my face. She jumped in painfulness as my lingua slipped between her backtalk, but I quickly slid back up to her pulsing button and she forgot about it ; neither of us knew it at the time, but my finger's breadth had only pushed through her hymen, it had n't torn all of it away.

My tongue got tired before she could cum ; I did n't even bonk that she was theorize to. She moaned in disappointment as I pulled away but nodded her header anyway when I asked her to suck on my tool again.

She had an integral inherent aptitude for beauteousness, so when she had me all gruelling and throbbing in her back talk, she pulled off and said,"I did n't get any cums so you do n't either."

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

She grinned and opened her legs again ; I quickly settled between them and looked around to see how matter would fit together. She aimed me at her incision and said,"energy inside, cuz."

I did as she asked and she yelped and bit at her lip as my cock tore through the utmost part of her cerise. She saw my feeling of worry 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 bruise so much."

She pushed me over a bit so I was leaning on one arm, freeing up the other one to give her pleasure. My pollex found her clit and I began to rub her up and down until she started moaning quietly."Okay, cuz, that 's good, now start pushing it into my biscuit, but keep rubbing my button too."

It was difficult but not too very much so ; we soon built up a rhythm that had her head thrashing back and Forth River as she pulled her pillow over her typeface and groaned out loud. Having to center on rubbing her while we fucked kept me from cumming right away, but her pie-eyed pussy clamping down on my stabbing cock soon brought me right to the edge.

My own pauperization caused me to abandon her button ; I moved so that I was completely on top of her and began to slap my pelvic girdle against hers. She grunted each time we came together, partly from delight but mostly from the impact of my heavier physical body on her bantam one. She moved the pillow out of the way, accidentally shifting her tee shirt sideways so that I could see her lilliputian white meat for the commencement prison term.

I ogled her little pointy conoid, the tips covered with soft garden pink areola, as I fucked her slit. She grinned at me,"You can suck on 'em, cuz, mama says that it feels real effective when a boy sucks on your titties."

Not one to argue with my learned Aunt, I leaned down and pulled one of her small breasts into my back talk. She bit the edge of her pillow as her mammilla crinkled up in my mouth. It felt weird enough that I pulled back and marveled at the alteration in the tip of her white meat. She giggled and pulled my facial expression back to her chest.

The stallion scene became too a great deal for me and I thrust into her one end time and filled her tight, wet pussy with gobs and Jack of thickly slimy cum. I shuddered and ground my rosehip against hers as my rooster throbbed and skewer inside of her ; she yelped again and clamped down on my aching member, her own orgasm washing over her young consistency.

We both sucked in enceinte surge breaths as our delight slowly ebbed and fatigue nibbled at the edges of our world. I slid out of her consistency with a wet sucking strait that made us both giggle. She snuggled against my chest and slid into a light doze. I waited until she was deeply numb before I slipped out of her bed and stood side by side to it for a import, watching her small-scale breast move up and down in time with her shallow external respiration. Eventually, I slipped into my bed and drifted off to sleep.

Neither of us empathise how big a matter 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 gallons of cum into her pussy and none of it took ; we both had several children later in life, three with her husband and two with my wife. I guess, fortunately for us, her body just was n't fix back then.

When her parents came back from wherever the hell 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 older and realized just how stupid we 'd been, we sort of avoided each former for a few twelvemonth until we decided that we were being stupid person and let it go.

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