writer 's distinction : The characters in this write up do not have an genuine age listed. If you want them to be eighteen, then they 're 18, if you want older or younger, based on your own personal preference, then palpate costless to adjust your mental icon as you like. When I wrote the history, situated in the time period that I chose, the part felt between twelve and fifteen years old in my top dog.

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Oops, I Fucked My Cousin.

Chapter One

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

It was the Autumn of 1973 and her parents had to go out of the country for several 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 forget that first night, or the many nights after.

Jenny and I had always been kind of friendly enemy as we grew up. I had issues with my mom and sometimes her mom, my Aunt, would do her in force to make me feel included in family things. That was all well and undecomposed, but sometimes Jenny would get jealous of the attention that her mom gave me and do her best to get me into trouble.

Most of the fourth dimension things were good between us though ; I was a few years older than she was and I tried to reckon 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 while, I was happy, and pissed at the Sami meter ; happy that my little first cousin would be around more, but pissed that she had to abide in my way with me when she was. Our house was tiny and there just was n't any way for her to stay anywhere else.

puberty had molested me hard a few years before, and since there was n't any internet back then, it took for-fucking-ever to jack my shaft to a satisfying climax while I remembered the photograph of topless indigene that I 'd seen in a few subject Geographic powder store. Having my cousin in the room each night was going to really cut back my fisting fourth dimension. At least, that 's what I thought until the maiden nighttime that she was actually there.

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Jenny and I went to the Sami Junior/Senior High school day ( it was all conflate together in our small Ithiel Town ), but she was bused in from across town while I just had to walk a few stop to get there. Because of her farseeing turn on each sunrise, she was used to going to sleep 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 sleeping room, I followed and found her out like a light on the new bed that my parents had stuffed into my room. It was belatedly descent, almost Thanksgiving actually, but our sign had a Wyrd heating system of rules that sometimes turned my ... our ... bedroom into a sauna. That Nox was one such night and she had fallen asleep on top of her covers wearing a long tee shirt for a nightgown.

I had always slept in my underwear and I refused to change that substance abuse just because she was there ; we 'd grown up together so she 'd seen me in my skivvies hundreds of times over the long time. I did n't realize that pubescence would wee-wee things a whole lot unlike, and a 'hole'lot better.

Our menage was furnished in the classic ugly-seventies style of shag carpet and avocado green appliances ; my chamber was no dissimilar. I stripped down and settled on top of my covers to read a script for a piece so I could get sleepy. I had n't paid any attention to her when I came in and I continued to ignore her until she let loose with a tiny snore and wiggled around for a bit before settling back into a thick sleep.

The phone caused me to glance over at her and I saw that her legs and settled into a wide-open, floppy sort of airs, with one articulatio genus cocked up and the other variety of kinked sideways. I ignored her some more until I got thirsty and went to get a methamphetamine of weewee. As I passed her on my way back in, I saw that her t-shirt was pulled up and I could see proper between her legs.

For some reasonableness, she was n't wearing step-in that night and the grounds of her own journey into puberty was staring me in the face ; I froze and stared. Her pussy was just a slit, with almost no brim to verbalise of ( not that I knew anything about lips or pussies in general back then ) but her Dubya was full and thick.

A furtive peep at a Playboy magazine publisher in our local five-and-dime had told me that female child did n't cause a shaft like boys did but, as I stood staring at her defenseless pussy, it suddenly occurred to me that ALL girls had one, even my dorky cousin. It was like the heavens opened up and a chorus line of Angel Falls began to sing nasty porn music in my ear.

The next thing I knew, my putz was in one hired hand and my shabu of water was in the other ; I do n't even remember fishing it out of my underclothing, but it was there nonetheless. It took three seconds and three slash for me to shoot a thick stream of cum across the bedroom. I must have grunted as I squirted zillion of air-babies onto the level, because she suddenly opened her eyes and looked at me whacking away succeeding to her bed.

Even through the terror of being caught jerking off, I could n't arrest as the heart rate that made my knees weak and the shag carpet wet and sticky. I expected her to start 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 underwear back up. I 'd always done my best to be honest with her about stuff and, as I drank my water and set the discharge glass down, I continued those efforts and did my best to explicate to her what I was doing that Night, even though I barely knew myself.

She took my lyric in and muddled them around in her head before asking,"So, you cummed because you saw my cooky ?"

"Yeah,"I answered,"I 'd never saw one in person, and it made me all horny and stuff and nonsense, 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 conceive that I do. Its kind of like a compliment, I think, that this,"she pulled up her tee shirt and showed me her pussy again,"Could bring in you do that."She pointed at the floor.

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

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

She spread her stage candid and said,"O.K., but be heedful, that push button affair on the top is literal sensitive sometimes, if you press on it too arduous it hurts."

Her clitoris was standing out lowly, but proud, at the top of her twat,"What if I touch it slow, would that be okay ?"

She nodded and said,"Yeah, I do that all the meter. It feels great."

I reached out and lightly poked her clit, running my curious finger all around the bantam bump. She hummed and closed her legs on my bridge player, not stopping me, but not giving me much room to work either. There was enough slack for me to writhe my finger around, but I could n't see what I was doing anymore. She form of moaned and a bit of juice suddenly appeared and my finger started to slide around the top of her snatch. She reached for my cock again and this metre I let her get it.

As her quick fingers 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."

"Okay, sorry."She continued to run her finger's breadth all around he headspring and up and down the shaft.

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

She smiled at the compliment and wrapped her finger around my shaft, slowly jacking me. I felt myself getting closer to another orgasm and my groan started to suit louder.

She shushed me and whispered,"Hey, cuz, I passed by my parents elbow room a few calendar week ago and I peeked through their keyhole when I heard some uncanny phone. I saw my momma do something to my dad ; she stuck her face future to his thing and she used her oral cavity to imbibe on it. Do you want me to do that ?"

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

She leaned over and slipped my principal between her lips, sucking gently on it while her legs slowly flopped back outdoors. I ran my fingers up and down her slit for a secondment before she slapped them closed on my hand again ; it was frustrating, but her verbalise action distracted me as she began to fellate a bit harder.

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

Her legs slowly opened again as she concentrated of gulping my prick. I was too into what she was doing to pay much aid to her pussy ; I mostly rubbed her clit as she form of hunched against my handwriting.

My free paw found her head and began to overstretch her against my poke groin ; she moaned and the vibration caused a small tingle to wash across my asshole. She picked up hurrying and my cum rose up and exploded out of my cock. She tried to pull back, but I held her face against me as rophy after thick R-2 filled her mouth. She had no pick but to swallow each pulse rate.

As I moaned and fucked her case, she started humping my hand harder. Her unwarranted revolution caused my finger to skid between her moist lips and push through her hymen as my thumb raked across her pulsating clitoris.

She screamed in pain as her cherry tore around my finger, but seconds later she was screaming even louder as an sexual climax washed over her Young physical structure. If my cock had n't been half way down her throat, she would have woke the whole house up with her noise.

She kept hunching against my thumb as I worked her clit like a kitty on a toy computer mouse. I did n't experience what the fuck I was doing, but whatever it was, she absolutely loved it. Eventually, she spit my pecker out and whispered,"Stop, cuz, its too sensitive now. Take you finger out of my cookie, that really hurts."She looked between her peg and said,"Oh, man, you broke my cherry."

She saw the disconcert look on my case and explained what her female parent had told her about virginity and maidenhead and sex. It was fascinating to get a glance into the world of girl stuff and I almost forgot that I had blown a load in her rima oris until she smacked her lips and said,"Your cums really tasted Weird ; all salty and thick and clobber. I liked it. Did you like doing that ? Momma said that boy like doing poppycock like that."

We talked about sex hooey for a while ; it turns out that she knew one hell of a lot Sir Thomas More than I did about the topic thanks to my Aunt. Eventually, we both got tired and she kissed me on the buttock and went back to kip. There was a bit of parentage on my finger ; I wiped it off with a tissue and passed out for the Night.

Chapter Two

She would n't let me relate her pussy for a week because she said that it hurt, and she would n't meet my stopcock if I did n't tint her pussy. By the Friday after our starting time sexual play, I was quite frustrated with the billet. That Night, she finally decided that it felt better and she let me into her bed again.

This time, she opened her legs blanket and said,"My momma said that if I suck on a boy thing, then he has to imbibe on my cookie."

I looked between her legs with dubiety on my human 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 cock and she was still will to put in in her sassing. Once again, her logic overpowered my hesitation and I settled onto her bed and cohere my face between her legs.

"Stick out your tongue, cuz, lick my button like an ice cream cone."

The genial image gave me what I needed to yield her what she needed.

She reached down and pulled her slit spread and I touched her clit with my tongue."Now, lap it all around, cuz, push it inside me."

Her program line were loud and crystalize and she was soon moan and running her finger's breadth through my tomentum as she pushed her pussy against my typeface. She jumped in painful sensation as my tongue slipped between her lips, but I quickly slid back up to her pulsing clitoris and she forgot about it ; neither of us knew it at the fourth dimension, but my fingerbreadth had only pushed through her maidenhead, it had n't torn all of it away.

My tongue got tired before she could cum ; I did n't even acknowledge that she was suppose to. She moaned in dashing hopes as I pulled away but nodded her oral sex anyway when I asked her to suck in on my pecker again.

She had an inherent instinct for fairness, so when she had me all punishing and throbbing in her mouth, 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 base and said,"How 'bout we push our hooey together and try to cum at the Saami prison term ?"

She grinned and opened her legs 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 inside, cuz."

I did as she asked and she yelped and bit at her lip as my cock torus through the cobbler's last office of her cherry. She saw my look of concern as I bottomed out inside her and she said,"I guess you did n't get it all with your digit. Rub my clit so it do n't ache so much."

She pushed me over a bit so I was leaning on one arm, freeing up the early one to yield her delight. My quarter round found her button 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 cooky, but keep rubbing my button too."

It was hard but not too much so ; we soon built up a speech rhythm that had her head thrashing back and Forth River as she pulled her pillow over her face and groaned out loud. Having to concentrate on rubbing her while we fucked restrain me from cumming right away, but her close pussy clamping down on my stabbing dick soon brought me right field to the edge.

My own motivation caused me to abandon her clit ; I moved so that I was completely on top of her and began to slap my pelvis against hers. She grunted each time we came together, partly from pleasure but mostly from the impact of my heavier skeleton on her tiny one. She moved the pillow out of the way, accidentally shifting her t-shirt sideways so that I could see her petite bosom for the first fourth dimension.

I ogled her niggling pointy retinal cone, the peak covered with balmy pink areola, as I fucked her pussy. She grinned at me,"You can suck in on 'em, cuz, momma says that it feels real good when a boy sucks on your titties."

Not one to argue with my knowing auntie, I leaned down and pulled one of her small tit into my backtalk. She bit the edge of her pillow as her nipple crinkled up in my mouth. It felt Wyrd enough that I pulled back and marveled at the variety in the tip of her chest. She giggled and pulled my face back to her chest.

The entire tantrum became too much for me and I thrust into her one death meter and filled her tight, wet pussy with seaman and gobs of duncish slimy cum. I shuddered and ground my pelvic girdle against hers as my cock throbbed and spit inside of her ; she yelped again and clamped down on my aching phallus, her own orgasm washables over her vernal trunk.

We both sucked in great billow breaths as our pleasure slowly ebbed and fatigue nibbled at the edges of our man. I slid out of her torso with a wet suction audio that made us both giggle. She snuggled against my dresser and slid into a unaccented doze. I waited until she was deeply numb before I slipped out of her bed and stood adjacent to it for a minute, watching her pocket-sized breast motility up and down in time with her shallow external respiration. Eventually, I slipped into my bed and drifted off to sleep.

Neither of us understood how big a thing we had just done with each early, nor did we have any idea that she could get meaning from it. We were fortunate that wintertime ; I dumped gallons of cum into her slit and none of it took ; we both had respective tike later in life, three with her husband and two with my wife. I guess, fortunately for us, her body just was n't ready back then.

When her parents came back from wherever the hell they went that wintertime, 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 kind of nullify each other for a few years until we decided that we were being stupid and let it go.

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