author 's note : The persona in this story do not have got an real age listed. If you want them to be eighteen, then they 're eighteen, if you want older or younger, based on your own personal preferences, then feel free to conform your mental image as you like. When I wrote the story, situated in the time menstruum that I chose, the fictional character felt between twelve and xv year old in my head.

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Oops, I Fucked My Cousin.

Chapter One

I did n't signify to cum down her pharynx, but she had me balls abstruse 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 body politic for respective months, I can honestly say that I have no shtup idea why they left, it was too damn recollective ago and my computer storage ai n't what it use to be. But I 'll never bury that commencement night, or the many nights after.

Jenny and I had always been sort of friendly foe as we grew up. I had issues with my mom and sometimes her mom, my Aunt, would do her best to make me experience included in fellowship things. That was all well and goodness, but sometimes Jenny would get jealous of the tending that her mom gave me and do her best to get me into difficulty.

Most of the time affair were skillful between us though ; I was a few years one-time than she was and I tried to seem out for her like I was taught to. When my mom told me that Jenny would be staying with us for a piece, I was happy, and pissed at the Same time ; happy that my trivial first cousin would be around Sir Thomas More, but pissed that she had to stay in my elbow room with me when she was. Our house was tiny and there just was n't any elbow room for her to delay anywhere else.

Puberty had molested me unvoiced a few long time before, and since there was n't any internet back then, it took for-fucking-ever to jack my cock to a satisfying culmination while I remembered the exposure of topless indigen that I 'd seen in a few national Geographic magazines. Having my cousin in the room each night was going to really cut back 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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jenny and I went to the Saami Junior/Senior High schooltime ( it was all mixed together in our belittled town ), but she was bused in from across townspeople while I just had to walk a few engine block to get there. Because of her long bait each break of day, 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 bedchamber, I followed and found her out like a light on the new bed that my parents had stuffed into my elbow room. It was tardy crepuscule, almost Thanksgiving actually, but our theater had a Weird warming system that sometimes turned my ... our ... bedroom into a sauna. That nighttime was one such night and she had fallen asleep on top of her covert wearing a farseeing t-shirt for a nightgown.

I had always slept in my underwear and I refused to convert that wont just because she was there ; we 'd grown up together so she 'd seen me in my skivvy hundreds of times over the geezerhood. I did n't realize that puberty would make matter a whole caboodle different, and a 'hole'lot better.

Our house was furnished in the classic ugly-seventies style of shag carpet and aguacate Green appliances ; my sleeping accommodation was no different. I stripped down and settled on top of my book binding to take a book for a while so I could get sleepy. I had n't paid any attending to her when I came in and I continued to push aside her until she let easy with a bantam snoring and wiggled around for a bit before settling back into a inscrutable sleep.

The sound caused me to glance over at her and I saw that her leg and settled into a lawless, floppy kind of pose, with one articulatio genus cocked up and the early kind of kinked sideways. I ignored her some more until I got thirsty and went to get a glass of water. As I passed her on my way back in, I saw that her tee shirt was pulled up and I could look rightfield between her ramification.

For some intellect, she was n't wearing panty that night and the evidence of her own journey into pubescence was staring me in the font ; I froze and stared. Her pussy was just a slit, with almost no lip to speak of ( not that I knew anything about lips or puss in universal back then ) but her George Walker Bush was wide-cut and thick.

A surreptitious peep at a Playboy magazine in our topical anesthetic five-and-dime had told me that girls did n't own a cock like boy did but, as I stood staring at her raw snatch, it suddenly occurred to me that ALL girls had one, even my dorky cousin. It was like the heavens opened up and a chorus of angels began to sing nasty porn euphony in my ear.

The adjacent matter I knew, my hammer was in one hand and my field glass of water system was in the early ; I do n't even remember fishing it out of my underwear, but it was there nonetheless. It took three seconds and three strokes for me to shoot a thick stream of cum across the bedroom. I must stimulate grunted as I squirted trillion of air-babies onto the floor, because she suddenly opened her eyes and looked at me whacking away succeeding to her bed.

Even through the panic of being caught jerking off, I could n't intercept as the pulse rate that made my knees weak and the ass rug wet and sticky. I expected her to startle 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 shaft shrank and I pulled my underclothing back up. I 'd always done my skillful to be true with her about hooey and, as I drank my water and set the empty-bellied field glass down, I continued those try and did my estimable to excuse to her what I was doing that night, even though I barely knew myself.

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

"Yeah,"I answered,"I 'd never saw one in someone, 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 recollect that I do. Its sort of like a compliment, I think, that this,"she pulled up her T-shirt and showed me her pussy again,"Could urinate you do that."She pointed at the floor.

My dick shot back up, tenting my underwear, as her soft-looking pussy tomentum sat gleaming in the light from my meter reading lamp. She saw my gibbousness and asked,"Can I see your thing ?"I hesitated and she said,"Its merely right hand, you saw my biscuit, so you should show me your thing."

Her system of logic was flawless and I quickly yanked my shorts down, showing her my quivering four inch prick. She reached out and I pulled back,"Uh uh, cuz, only if I can have-to doe with yours too."

She spread her branch spread out and said,"Okay, but be thrifty, that clit thing on the top is genuine medium sometimes, if you press on it too toilsome it hurts."

Her clit was standing out small-scale, but proud, at the top of her slit,"What if I touch it obtuse, 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 curious finger all around the tiny bump. She hummed and closed her legs on my hand, not stopping me, but not giving me much room to work either. There was enough slack water for me to wriggle my finger 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 finger started to slither around the top of her pussy. She reached for my cock again and this meter I let her have it.

As her fond fingerbreadth closed around the helmet she softly exclaimed,"Oh, its so subdued and so hard too. I like it."

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

"Okay, sorry."She continued to run her finger all around he pass and up and down the prick.

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

She smiled at the compliment and wrapped her finger's breadth around my shot, slowly jacking me. I felt myself getting closer to another orgasm and my moans started to become louder.

She shushed me and whispered,"Hey, cuz, I passed by my parents room a few week ago and I peeked through their keyhole when I heard some weird sound. I saw my momma do something to my dad ; she stuck her face succeeding to his matter and she used her mouth to sop up 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 top dog between her sassing, sucking gently on it while her wooden leg slowly flopped back open. I ran my digit up and down her slit for a second before she slapped them closed on my handwriting again ; it was frustrating, but her mouth action distracted me as she began to suck in a bit harder.

My hips instinctively began to thrust at her look and she opened her lip to let it go deeper. She was a natural born cock-sucker and she soon had most of me sliding in and out as she jacked me into her oral cavity.

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 puss ; I mostly rubbed her clit as she kind of hunched against my hand.

My discharge hand found her caput and began to rive her against my hurl groin ; she moaned and the vibration caused a small tingle to wash across my asshole. She picked up speed and my cum rose up and exploded out of my cock. She tried to take out back, but I held her fount against me as rophy after deep rope filled her mouthpiece. She had no choice but to take back each beat.

As I moaned and fucked her boldness, she started humping my script harder. Her wild gyrations caused my finger's breadth to drop off between her moist mouth and push through her Hymen as my quarter round raked across her pulsating clit.

She screamed in pain sensation as her cherry tree tore around my finger's breadth, but seconds later she was screaming even louder as an coming washed over her young body. If my putz had n't been half way down her pharynx, she would have woke the whole house up with her dissonance.

She kept hunching against my pollex as I worked her clit like a kitty on a toy shiner. I did n't know what the fuck I was doing, but whatever it was, she absolutely loved it. Eventually, she spit my putz out and whispered,"full point, cuz, its too sensitive now. require you finger's breadth out of my cooky, 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 domain of girl material and I almost forgot that I had blown a incumbrance in her mouth until she smacked her rim and said,"Your seminal fluid really tasted weird ; all salty and thick and stuff. I liked it. Did you like doing that ? mom said that son like doing stuff like that."

We talked about sex stuff for a while ; it turns out that she knew one hell of a lot More than I did about the topic 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 adjoin her pussy for a week because she said that it hurt, and she would n't touch my cock if I did n't touch her snatch. By the Friday after our first sexual manoeuvre, I was quite frustrated with the berth. That night, she finally decided that it felt better and she let me into her bed again.

This sentence, she opened her pegleg across-the-board and said,"My momma said that if I suck on a boy thing, then he has to wet-nurse on my cookie."

I looked between her peg with doubt on my brass ; that was where young lady peed from and I did n't want anything to do with that. She pointed out that I peed from my tool and she was still willing to put in in her back talk. Once again, her logic overpowered my faltering and I settled onto her bed and stuck my cheek between her legs.

"Stick out your tongue, cuz, work out my push like an ice ointment cone."

The mental icon gave me what I needed to give her what she needed.

She reached down and pulled her slit assailable and I touched her clitoris with my glossa."Now, lick it all around, cuz, push it inside me."

Her instructions were forte and unclutter and she was soon groan and running her finger through my hair as she pushed her pussy against my face. She jumped in painfulness as my lingua slipped between her lip, 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 had only pushed through her Hymen, it had n't torn all of it away.

My clapper got tired before she could cum ; I did n't even roll in the hay that she was suppose to. She moaned in letdown as I pulled away but nodded her mind anyway when I asked her to suck on my cock again.

She had an integral instinct for fairness, so when she had me all hard and throbbing in her mouthpiece, she pulled off and said,"I did n't get any come 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 same time ?"

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 slit and said,"Push inside, cuz."

I did as she asked and she yelped and bit at her lip as my cock tore through the go share of her cherry. She saw my face of business organization 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 delight. My thumb found her button and I began to rub her up and down until she started moaning quietly."okey, cuz, that 's honest, now start pushing it into my cookie, but keep rubbing my button too."

It was difficult but not too lots so ; we soon built up a rhythm that had her head thrashing back and forth as she pulled her pillow over her face and groaned out loud. Having to concentrate on rubbing her while we fucked kept me from cumming right away, but her plastered twat clamping down on my stabbing hammer soon brought me right to the edge.

My own need caused me to vacate her clit ; I moved so that I was completely on top of her and began to slap my hips against hers. She grunted each time we came together, partly from joy but mostly from the impact of my heavier skeleton on her flyspeck one. She moved the pillow out of the way, accidentally shifting her tee shirt sideways so that I could see her bantam breasts for the first gear time.

I ogled her little pointy strobilus, the lead covered with soft pink areola, as I fucked her pussy. She grinned at me,"You can suck on 'em, cuz, ma says that it feels real proficient when a boy sucks on your titties."

Not one to fence with my knowing aunty, I leaned down and pulled one of her small breasts into my sass. She bit the border of her pillow as her nipple crinkled up in my mouth. It felt weird enough that I pulled back and marveled at the change in the tip of her breast. She giggled and pulled my face back to her chest.

The entire shot became too very much for me and I thrust into her one hold out sentence and filled her tight, wet cunt with gobs and rafts of thick slimy cum. I shuddered and ground my pelvic arch against hers as my putz throbbed and spit inside of her ; she yelped again and clamped down on my aching member, her own climax laundry over her Lester Willis Young physical structure.

We both sucked in great billow intimation as our pleasure slowly ebbed and fatigue nibbled at the edge of our world. I slid out of her body with a wet suck sound that made us both giggle. She snuggled against my thorax and slid into a light drowse. I waited until she was deeply at rest before I slipped out of her bed and stood next to it for a consequence, watching her small breast relocation up and down in time with her shallow external respiration. Eventually, I slipped into my bed and drifted off to catch some Z's.

Neither of us see how big a thing we had just done with each early, nor did we have any idea that she could get significant from it. We were fortunate that winter ; I dumped gallons of cum into her pussy and none of it took ; we both had several shaver later in life, three with her married man and two with my wife. I guess, fortunately for us, her body just was n't set up back then.

When her parents came back from wherever the Hell they went that wintertime, she moved back with them and matter went back to the way that they were before. We never really talked about what we had done, and as we got previous and realized just how stunned we 'd been, we kind of deflect each other for a few class until we decided that we were being unintelligent and let it go.

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