It was a calamity ! I couldn't believe something like this could happen ! This was the elder Prom, the last dance before graduation, the freehanded and undecomposed of all the schooltime prom and three days before my beau had to fly to Memphis because his nan died. I felt bad for him but it was still a tragedy, we wouldn't be able-bodied to attend the prom.

I was devastated. I lay on my bed and sobbed split of rue as I looked at the nut gown wall hanging on my loo threshold. I don't know if I cried for him, his granny or myself. Maybe all three.

I'd been dating Steve for 8 month, almost the integral lastly class of schooltime and we were both looking forward to the promenade. It was the night we were going to consummate our relationship. I'd fended off his advancement for months but I promised him in a moment of heated petting on my 18th birthday that I'd come across for him after the prom. I mean, after all, isn't that the tradition ? Actually, I was looking forward to sleeping with him.

Betsy, my best friend and I were going to a hotel with our boyfriends after the dance. They already had the room reserved and were crooning to us how near the Night was going to be. Of course of instruction my parents didn't know. Dad had demanded an itinerary from Steve because we had asked him if I could delay out late. Steve, Betsy, her beau and I worked up a reasonable list of body process that covered us until 8 am. cipher on the list said anything about a hotel elbow room at midnight. Dad was satisfied and reserved the right to holler me at any minute, I had to tally to go along him from hounding me. Later mom told me in a conspirator tone that she would do sure dad didn't margin call and bankrupt my eve. After all, I was 18.

But now that was all wreck ! Steve was a M miles away attending a funeral and my dress was hanging limply from the hanger. I cried myself to log Z's.

The adjacent morning we gathered in the kitchen, mom was torn with torment at my predicament. Dad was more casual and wondered out gimcrack if we could get a refund on the attire. I was aghast at the thought of returning the dress new and unstained. I started to cry again.

Then my dad hit me with an choice plan."Why don't you ask upchuck to involve you to the prom ?"

I didn't hear him right."Who ?"

"grub, you know, Charles."

"Charlemagne ! ? I can't ask him to contract me to the promenade. How would that look to Steve and Betsy and everybody else ? God dad, get a clue ! I can't appointment my cousin."

eats is my cousin on my mother's side, his Fatherhood is my uncle. He's three eld older than me and attends a local university. Even though we grew up together in a ending extended fellowship, none of my friend knew him.

"It wouldn't be a date lulu,"my dad said,"you'd have to think of it as a favor."

"cipher knows him dad, how would I explain showing up at the dance with a strange guy on my arm when Steve is in mourning."

"Sorry girl, I was just offering an choice to returning the dress."Mom shrugged her berm at me, patted dad on the arm and flipped a pancake.

Two hr later Betsy called me and fucked up the respite of my life sentence ; my populace as I knew it changed with her shocking revelation."Guess what I saw ! I can't believe it !"she gushed as soon as I answered her ringtone. She didn't give me a luck to estimate,"I saw Steve in the Southside mall. He isn't in MEMPHIS ! He's here and he was with LouAnn Myser."

I was having difficulty with my ears, first gear dad and now Betsy"What ? What are you talking about ?"

"misery, dammit, he was holding manus with that bitch Myser. Remember her ? We call her Misery because she's such a trollop. She caused more than one little girl a lot of wretchedness by stealing their boyfriend. Well now it looks like your turn."

I was decelerate on the uptake."She dropped out of school last year, why would Steve be with her ?"

"Maybe because she's screwing his nuts off ? seed on, he's 18 and you haven't exactly been a spermatozoan bank for him."

Betsy had to be wrong"Steve is in Memphis. His gran died."

"Well maybe it was a fast funeral, grounds he's back and LouAnn was glommed to him like she owned him. You better forebode his mom."With that bit of advice Betsy hung up.

My belly felt like I had swallowed burning coal as I punched in Quickdial 4, Steve's home. The phone rang three times before Steve's mother answered. She recognized my bit,"Hi Diane, what can I do for you ?"

I was stunned. It was supposed to be her female parent who died, at least that 's what Steve told me. I was grasping for anything to say but my mind was blank."Diane ? Are you there, are you okay ?"

"I'm sorry, I don't know how to say this but I heard your mother passed away. I'm so sorry."

"My mom ? God, I hope not, I was just talking to her yesterday. Where did you try this ?"

"It doesn't matter if she's O.K.. She didn't die two daylight ago ?"

"No sweetie, she's doing fine but now you got me worked up, I'm going to call her again."

I was fighting the dread edifice in my heart,"Can I babble out to Steve ?"

She paused,"Steve ? Why - I thought he was with you."

"I haven't seen him today ; I was hoping he was home."

"well, pitiful dear but he's out. stimulate a good day ; I'm going to call my mother now."

I dropped the phone to the storey and bolted for my bed where I spent the adjacent minute wreathed in sorrow and self pity. I knew I had to face up Steve but I didn't want too. There had to be a sensible explanation for him lying to me, ditching me three days before the prom and hanging out with the easiest cum fool in the metropolis. For the second time in 24 hour, I cried myself to sleep.

Betsy woke me up."Diane ? Hey fille, wake up. How do you feel ?"

I opened one eye to see her sitting on the bed next to me, fear and concern plastered all over her face."I feel fucking great !"I snarled,"Can't you tell ? I just got fucked without a dick and I liked it !"

Betsy stood up"Hey, don't take this out on me, I didn't Bromus secalinus on you."

I rolled over,"I know, I'm sorry but I feel really used and shitty right now."

"You should. What did you find out about Steve ?"

"He lied to me. He dumped me for that stinking bitch,"I looked at Betsy,"and if he didn't, he'll indirect request he did."

"What are you going to do ?"

I hadn't thought about that but her interrogative triggered a fledgling plan of action."I'm going to get a engagement for the Prom"I snapped at her.

She looked at me surprise"Who ?"

"I have individual in thinker, he's a friend, you don't know him but you'll like him."

"Is he cute ?"Good ole, Betsy, always thinking practically.

"Not cute, he's too old to be cute. He's handsome."

"Tell me about him !"she demanded.

"No, you got ta go ; I've got things to do."

After Betsy left I went to bump my mother. I told her what had happened, that Steve had lied and cheated and that I was going to dump him then I told her I still wanted to go to the prom,"Should I ask chow ?"

"I think it's a safe estimation. It's short poster but if he hasn't anything to do I'm sure he'll go with you. You want me to squall him ?"

"No, I know how to ask a guy on a date."

Whether or not Chuck could be my Prom particular date I had to face down that fabrication, cheating footling bastard who would never affect me again. I called his cell and when he answered I asked him how thing were going. He lied through his tooth telling my how sad everything was and how much he missed me. I promised to see him soon and hung up. Twenty minutes later I showed up at his house, his car was there so he was plate. I didn't even bother to pick apart ; I barged through the forepart door and straight to his room. When I slammed the door open he jumped, startled out of his chair. I banged the room access shut and slapped him twice as severely as I could, right, left."You weaselly fucker ! You lied to me ! You cheated on me !"

My blows knocked him backwards to the bed where he sat heavily looking at me stunned, his cheeks were brightly red with the imprint of my surface workforce. I was almost done with him but I wanted two matter."Give me my pictures back you asshole, and the information for the way. I'm taking it."It flashed though my head that if he had the hotel room he would take that slimy bitch up there and for some understanding I'd didn't want to think about that too. We had reserved that room for us and it would stimulate been special, I didn't want that specialisation ruined by her. I felt elated when I drove away from Steve's house. I had faced him down and thrown him out of my life. I didn't cry on the parkway dwelling ; I had dumped the two-timing ass, I was in accusation and I felt undecomposed. I had the pictorial matter. I had the hotel. I had the power.

"grub ? It's Diane."My nub was pounding unvoiced and I felt deliquium, for some understanding I was nervous, afraid to speak to mortal I had known my entire life. After he answered I jumped into my fib of betrayal and deceit. He listened quietly as I related the whole sad affair.

When I paused he asked"Is there anything I can do ? You want me to smack him down for you ?"

At 6'1 and 190 pounding I had no doubt that Chuck could beat Steve solidly but that wasn't going to be necessity."No, there's something else. I don't want to miss my last school dance because I don't have someone to go with."

Not only is Chuck big and liberal, he's intelligent"Diane, are you asking me on a appointment ?"I could see a humorous swing in the question.

My heart rose into my throat"I didn't say date. It wouldn't actually be a date. I was just hoping maybe ……… wellspring,"I stuttered,"I don't want to miss it and I really don't want to go alone."I don't know why I was so fucking terrified.

"When ?"I told him in two days, he replied,"Let me telephone you back."

Three minute of arc later my headphone chirped. I looked at the moving-picture show of my cousin on the blind but hesitated to serve. I was shaking when I keyed the telephone"Hi."

Chuck launched into a normal conversation with me. He chatted with me as if he hadn't heard from me in days. Finally he got to the point."Diane,"he paused,"I was wondering if you would go to the senior prom with me ? I know its short posting but I'd really like to lease you if you can go."

It was like a punch in the stomach, the question took my hint away. For over a instant he was acting out, laying the groundwork to ask me on a date ! Not only was he agreeing to go with me, he took the initiative from me and asked me out. I was thrilled, he wasn't talking to me as a full cousin, he sounded like he would have been disappointed if I said no. My kernel started pounding as if Ben Affleck was on the phone.

I squealed with delight and finished the conversation with the minutiae of when and where. After I hung up I thought that this could be more fun than a dark with Steve. nobody knew my cousin, he would be a mystery. Even Betsy would be pestering the crap out of me all night, wanting to lie with who he was and the ‘ details ’. I was floating when I went to witness my mother, I was elated.

Two nights later I was sitting in the battlefront room, panic-stricken as netherworld. I'd spent hours getting my pilus done ; I bathed, oiled, powdered then put on my dress and seduce up. Dad was effusive with extolment and compliments, mom looked proud of ; but I was still terrified. Normally chuck just wandered in as if he were home but this time he rang the Alexander Graham Bell. Dad opened the threshold and greeted him with a handshake. Chuck stepped into the room and I stopped breathing, I couldn't ; I can't remember if I had ever seen him in anything but begrimed t-shirts and levis and I didn't know what to expect but what hit my eyes stunned me. God he was good looking ! He wore a seamster made dark charcoal grey causa, with medium lavender dress shirt and white silk tie. The jacket fitted his broad shoulder and tapered smoothly down his body. The morass were creased sharply, loose enough to be comfortable but cockeyed enough to cling to his nail down waistline and establish off the firm rotundity of his butt. A small white rose adorned his lapel. He had asked me what color my dress was but I didn't think about why until I saw him. The shirt and tie combination closely equalise my dress, lavender with white accessory. I couldn't even begin to conceive how heedful my full cousin was being. He was carrying a posy and a fragrance of flowers. He gave the flowers to my mother and pinned the nosegay on my dress shoulder strap, just above my pull up stakes breast. I was shaking like a leaf in a hurricane when he put his helping hand on me. For the first fourth dimension in my life, I saw my cousin as a man and it caused a cauldron of amalgamate emotions and feelings to moil through my chest and belly. The most surprise of all was the unbidden thrill of luxuria I felt in my uterus. I almost swooned when he looked into my eyes and said"Christ Diane, you clean up really well."

My integral outlook on the evening changed in an second. Up to this point I'd been quietly apprehensive about the Night, but as I stood beside my full cousin and looked into dad's photographic camera, I knew this going to be a once in a lifetime affair. As we were leaving dad asked when I'd be home."I don't know, maybe too soon, but I think Betsy and Rob still want me to go with them after the dance. Can I call you ?"He assented then went back into the star sign.

We talked about quotidian matter on the drive, his classes, my schooltime. He asked me about after the prom and I told him that I had planned on a late dinner party with my ally and maybe some goofing off after that. I didn't cite the hotel or that I had planned on giving my virginity away that night. On the walk from the car to the construction, chow said"I'm not in a hurry to get home tonight ; we can goof off with your acquaintance if you want."His phonation was as soothing and luxurious as the euphony coming from the out-of-doors doors of the building ahead of us. Another shiver of suspense weakened my knees.

Betsy was waiting. She dashed across the room as soon as she spotted us. After a hug she stepped back and looked up at Chuck."Who in the Inferno is this Diane ?"She turned to me,"red cent he's pretty"Betsy isn't known to be insidious. He took her hand and held it lightly as he introduced himself. We don't have the same last name so I was sure she wouldn't catch on. I could see the bitch melting as he talked, telling her that he had heard about her various times from me, complimenting her on her surgical gown and coming into court. I didn't realize how smooth he could be and as I watched him talk to her I felt a sharp stab of jealously, another surprise in a night that would be filled with them. I finally wrested her away from him and we followed her back to our tabular array.

The rest period of the night was a blur of punch, laugh and dancing. I caught many sideways glances from others who knew me ; I saw a few whisper remark. Having a full unknown on my arm started a lot of rumors. It was fun. I'd danced with chow a few times before around the house when our kinfolk got together but I'd never been taken into his arms and guided around the base to a wearisome beat. The for the first time clip he held me, helping hand on my lower back, he kept a respectful length between our bodies. I was n't very experienced on the saltation floor but he led me with ease as we talked quietly."How am I doing ?"

"This is going better than I thought. Thank you. nonentity knows you are my cousin, if they found out I'd die right here."

He flashed a big grin, his deep hazel eye dazzling,"You mean you would die right here in my subdivision ?"I looked into the grin and almost died right there in his weaponry.

The next three hours vanished in s. ‘ survive dance'was called so we moved to the floor for my final fling as a high shoal student. By now we were a lot more well-heeled with each former and when he held his hands open I stepped in close while he wrapped me up in his farseeing limb. My Cinderella evening was coming to an end and I was tired so I rested my head on his articulatio humeri. He laid his face on my nous and pulled me against him. My breast were buried in his broad, hard dresser, our legs brushing as we moved slowly in time to the music. I was getting turned on.

"Your fuzz smells good."He murmured. I lifted my head to front into his case when he added"You have a nice perfume. I'll be reminded of tonight the next few times I wear this cap. It will be a memory Worth having."

I tilted up and kissed him on the impudence"Thanks again chuck, I couldn't have had a better date with anyone."Then he did two things that I will think of vividly for the rest of my life. He put his lips on mine and at the same time dropped his hand until my ass was cradled in them.

My center didn't know if it should blockade dead or slam hard in my chest. I felt a rush of adrenalin from my lips to my stern where his bridge player rested. In an jiffy he went from being a relative to the raging date I had ever been with. Every fibre in my trunk wanted to give the osculation, hotly with passion, I felt a instinctive urge to perpetrate him even close as it ran though my nous I wanted to feel his erection grow against my stomach.

That's what I wanted ; what I did was pass back, draw in his handwriting from my ass and break dance off the kiss."What the hell was that ? !"I whispered angrily.

He looked down at me"I really wanted to do that, you're the prettiest and aphrodisiac little girl in this way tonight. I stopped thinking of you as my cousin the instant I saw you at the firm and I figured now that I have to consume you home, it was time establish a pass."He smiled wryly"With me you get the solid dating experience. Just turn over it contribution of the package. You wanted a escort for the prom ; groping and necking are promenade Night activities."

"wellspring you surprised the hell out of me. Let's go sit down."

As he led me back to the table we wove between the closely cling to couples, I thought on something he said, something that peaked my interest"You think I'm sexy ?"

He stopped dead, spun me around and pulled me fold to him again. We hadn't gotten off the floor yet so we began to carry with the music."Very, you look hot enough to cook anybody's eggs right now."The words weren't the most romantic I'd ever heard but the facial expression in his oculus conveyed the message without a doubt. I pulled his hands around my lower back and let him rest them on rise of my stern, put my lips on his then began to neck with him as we finished the dancing. His lips were hot and soft, my skin was warming under his mite. We were moving slowly, tum to stomach, thigh rubbing on thighs ; by the time the music faded, I could feel his erection pressing through his slacks. What the hell, it was contribution of promenade dark activites, it felt right.

Betsy was waiting when we got back ; she made excuses to Rob and Chuck and dragged me by an arm to the public lavatory."red cent, you two looked hot out there. Are you going to lead him to the hotel ?"

"He's a friend Betsy, an exigency date. I'm not gon na take him to bed."

"That's not the story I just saw. Did he slip you the tongue ?"

"Forget it bitch, I'll be in my own bed after dinner."Betsy shot me a ‘ Yeah, whatever'look.

We had qualification for late dinner so Chuck followed Rob to the eating place. He didn't say anything about our last few minutes in each others coat of arms and I didn't tell him I was buzzing with endorphins and hormones. I could still feel the moisture behind the shield of my panties. He had made me hot and itchy and I was silently enjoying the tarriance intuitive feeling.

Just before the water ice arrived, Betsy, my honey supporter Betsy, asked Chuck"Are you going to the hotel with us ?"

He looked at her,"What hotel ?"

I tried to kick her under the board but I couldn't reach her"We have rooms reserved. Rob and I are going after dinner, Diane was supposed to go with Steve but that didn't study out so well."

chuck swiveled his capitulum toward me"You got us a room tonight ? Isn't that a little tearaway ? I mean, this is our maiden date."

The butter knife in front of me wasn't sharp enough to cut her pharynx so I threw her a look I hoped would pour down."We had a different Night planned before you."

I could see my first cousin's total attitude change from quiet and polite to teasing and mocking."Why didn't you warn me Diane, I would've worn my Superman underwear."Betsy almost choked with glee, I died the number 1 C of a grand destruction.

"Betsy, you can do whatever you want but grub and I will be going home after dinner."

She paused with a spoon of ice-cream before her mouth,"You'll be wasting the room, and maybe a night you'd never forget."

"It's already been a Nox I'll never forget."

As Rob was leading Betsy from the restaurant Chuck pulled me aside."We can espouse them to the hotel. If your protagonist sees you going into the room, she'll think the worst and won't have anything to provoke you about. If you don't go up there, she'll remind you for the rest of your liveliness about how you wimped out on prom Night."

"We made the arriere pensee online, it isn't paid for."

"Don't worry about it, I brought plastic."

"But if I go into that room with you, she'll want to experience the inside information. I'll have to lie until my teeth fall out."

"So lie. Are you really ready to go home, it's only midnight ?"

"They have cable television service TV"I said carefully.

"O.K., we'll put on some boring black and white flick and downfall asleep in chairs. What time do you bear to be home ?"He pulled his tie off and opened the top two push of his shirt. That lilliputian gesture caused an earthquake in my thighs. I was not ready to go rest home.

The ride to the hotel was the most nerve-racking surreal few transactions I have ever experienced. I was supposed to hand my virginity to Steve but he was out of the picture forever. I knew I couldn't have sex with chow because he was my cousin but I also knew he was more man than I had ever been with and my body was building a hard desire for him. Just the intellection of having him near a bed for a few hours warmed me. My mammilla were set under the strapless bra, I had a million butterfly stroke migrating from my stomach to my sex. I didn't know what was going to happen and that understanding thrilled me to my very core. I kept wondering if giving him my muliebrity was Worth violating the ban on bedding relation. Assuming of track he even wanted my womanhood.

Chuck and Rob registered while Betsy and I waited near the elevator. Betsy was beaming, glad to be there with Rob and happy to see me going up with grub. My heart was crashing and I almost fell over when grub showed me the keycard for the room."We're on the top floor, the view should be great."

"Who gives a screwing about the persuasion"muttered Rob.

He handed me the keycard which I slipped into the slot. When the door opened he asked me if I wanted him to bear me over the threshold. I reminded him that this wasn't our honeymoon and led the way into the room. All of a sudden the nervousness was gone. I felt normal and in control even as I looked at the king sized bed. I knew I could spend the nighttime with Chuck here and not consecrate in to the amour of the situation.

He took his jacket off and tossed it on the end of the bed then pulled open the balcony doors. I watched his unspecific back while he stood in the night and looked over the urban center. He gestured to me"Come here, look at the lights."I moved to his side and looked down on the spectacle of color spread across the iniquity visible horizon. eats moved back until he was right behind me. I felt his hands go to my waist ; he bent close to my ear and said"That's the second prettiest spate I've seen tonight."

I stood at the edge of the balcony 18 trading floor above the twinkling city with his helping hand on my coxa. I was soaring on the wind ; the alone thing that kept me grounded was the insistence of his fingers on me. I turned in his arms ; I liked the spirit of my wearing apparel slipping through his paw"Chuck, you're my cousin."

He understood what I meant and nodded"You were fifteen the number one time I saw you in a Bikini, until that day you were always my little girl cousin-german hardly Charles Frederick Worth noticing ; but when you took off your apparel and I saw you in that red two piece I got turned on hard for you. I was eighteen but I remember the look of that day every time I see you anymore. Being with you tonight is something I've dreamed about many more prison term than once."Then he kissed me.

I would wish to tell you that I was strong willed and turned him away, rejected him. I would like to assure you that I sat in a chair and look out Black and whitened TV all nighttime but I can't and I didn't. When he put his lips on mine every spunk in my body screamed for joy"YES !"

I broke the kiss and turned back around. I was trembling with expectancy as I felt the zipper shiver down my backbone, my physical structure was floating on air when he put his script under the top of the dress and pushed it down so I could step out of it. He laid it across a deck chairperson then I stood in the nighttime air and watched as he pulled off his shirt and slacks. I was in bra, panties and sheer stockings, he in his boxers ; under the underdrawers his fervor for me was obvious. He wrapped his strong weapons system around my torso, pressed his erection against me and locked his mouth on mine. His lingua lanced through my lips where I tasted the sweet flavor of the kiss. He put his hands under the face of my butt and lifted me easily off the floor then carried me into the room while our mouthpiece mated. eats set me down and began to pull off what was left of my clothes. He unclasped the bra and let it devolve to the floor. He dropped to his genu which put his rima oris floor with my breasts and licked the nipple of the right incline. He began to wet-nurse my titty, I began to mellow from the solar heat radiating inside me. As he mouthed my teat eagerly, his digit went into the isthmus of my whiteness silk lingerie and pulled them over my fag and down my second joint. I stepped out of my scanty as he ran a bridge player up the inside of my leg from the ankle to the heated crack of my sex. I was far beyond turned on, I was far beyond any embarrassment or disgrace. Never in two long time of dating had I ever experienced the raging upheaval of luxuria, need and wild emotions I felt as he fondled the verboten back talk of my dead body. I had only my sheer mid-thigh stockings left. Chuck stood to commit his boxershorts off and I moved to get out my hose down. He put a handwriting over mine,"No, leave them on."

I looked at his nakedness. I'd seen three other erections in my life but looking at what eats had for me drove a infield punishing spike of desire directly to my quivering womb. His hard-on stood long, thick and house, angled up so I could see the single eye glistening with clear fluid. I'd handled heavy cocks before but I hadn't screwed them. I'd jacked off two of my fellow to hold open them well-chosen but I kept my girl covered and away from them. That was about to change. I reached for my cousin's solid, heavily veined shaft and admired the dark purple, heart shaped question. As I stroked him I could reckon how it would feel slipping into my body, I was wracked with impatience. I looked up at him and smiled into his liquid hazel eyes and backed up to the bed. eats put a hand on my shoulder and pushed me down then got up and over me.

When I was twelve we were in a car wreck and I had some bad internal injuries. The surgical team patched part of me up by working through my vagina. I didn't have a hymen so that wasn't going to be a job. I wasn't about to tell him this would be my get-go time and he wouldn't know. As I lay on my rachis with Chuck poised between my legs it was important to me that he treat me like an go through woman. I did not require him to be docile or cautious because I was inexperienced. Chuck lowered his hips and put the header of his cock against the outer mouth of my puss and slid it up and down, mixing his lubrication with the wetness flowing from me. He reached between us and held it still while I shifted my trunk. I felt him slide into the entrance between my thighs. chuck pushed up on his implements of war, looked down at me and penetrated slowly until I felt his pelvis bumping mine. In spite of what I was feeling, how much I wanted him ; I was tense with anxiety and could palpate the density around his cock. When he couldn't get any deeper into me he stopped moving. I reached up, put my hired man around his neck and pulled him down for a much needed kiss. My tit were rear and brushing the light cloud of his chest pilus, another root of acute stimulation. chuck pulled back from my dead body then plunged back into me. He began to hump me, slowly at inaugural but with Thomas More urgency and passion as we got used to each former. I didn't know what I should be doing for him, if anything, so I just let nature and my first cousin take over my body.

I don't have an home clock so I don't have it away how long we had sex that first of all meter. I just know I had never experienced anything so antic in my intact living. The longer he screwed me the informal and more quicken I got. I could feel my puss getting wetter and warmer as he thrust in and out. I had my hands on his ass, I liked the feeling of how it clenched when he drove deep into me. All of a sudden his entire organic structure froze in berth. He looked at me and whispered"Diane ?"then he nailed me to the bed with his hammering dick. The intensity in his eyes, the loose agitation of his crusade triggered a reflective reaction. I locked my weaponry around him as my body convulsed and bounded against his. I knew he was cuming, I could feel the putz of his hard-on pulsing as he filled my womb with seeded player, I wanted everything, I held him tight and murmured to him,"I want it all Charles, don't ever stop."

He lay beside me, I nested in his weaponry awed at the tumult of rage and emotions he had unleashed in me. We were resting, slowly recovering from the breath taking intensiveness of first sex. Chuck kissed me softly"I never dared to hope you would do something like this with me."

I felt a sly grin turn up the corners of my mouth"And I never would have but you took advantage of me in a weak moment."

He looked momentarily startled then put a hand over a breast,"Yeah ?"He stroked the nipple which stiffened in hold,"Are you still having a weak mo ?"

"Weak and vulnerable, I don't think I have the strength to even protest much LE fight you off."He twisted to his side, slipped a helping hand between my legs and felt the reference of my resurging fervor.

Like an experienced outdoorsman preparing a flaming, Chuck began gathering lecherousness from deep within me and bringing it to the pit of my womb. As he explored my skin with his rima oris, his deal plied from me more hunger for him and added it to the growing slew of need and desire. I could do naught except revel in the attention and champion caused by my cousin-german. Every parting of me was begging for his tactual sensation, with every touch, I begged for another. I was writhing on the bed, overheated, lost in a world of sensual chaos when he knelt between my legs and pulled off my stockings. He rolled each one down my leg then pulled them off my feet. Once my pegleg were bare he licked the inside of them from ankle to thigh. The incredible intuitive feeling of his sassing on my inside thigh caused my leg to splay across the bed involuntarily and I dimly realized that he could give me an coming. I needed him inside me again. I reached for his whisker and lifted his brain from between my branch and pulled him up until he was over me. I mashed my mouth against his while groping for my accusative. I pumped his hammer then pointed it at my chess opening, Chuck flexed his ass then took me to paradise again.

His stomach was smacking mine, our organic structure slapping together. I heard a girl moaning with pleasure somewhere in the room, I was raking his rachis with my nails, my branch entwined with his as we fucked. Chuck rested his head next to mine, his speedy hot breath caressed my neck, adding more fuel to the mount of need. I wasn't expecting what happened to me. My pegleg began to cramp, the muscles hardening and twitching without will. The belief of his balls slapping me started a reflex in my gut, I began to convulse under him. Chuck pushed up until only his erection connected us and looked into my centre"I want you to love me Diane."With those words he ignited the fire that fed off the fuel of rage he had built up. My lust exploded into a blaze so acute it burned me from inside out. The inaugural Wave of the orgasm grew from the flames and seared my entire trunk as I spasmed. I had no control, I had no power over myself.

My rapture peaked then began to blow over, my body relaxed slightly but Chuck wasn't done. He put his workforce under my still quivering ass and push back harder and faster into the depths of my slit. I watched his trunk deflexion and flexing as we coupled which started me on another trip-up of ecstasy. the carnal flak had n't been put out, it flared again, brightly through my loins just as his testis gave up their onus. Chuck's sexual climax collided with mine. I threw my branch around his waistline and tried to rend him inside me completely. I didn't want just his sperm cell, I wanted all of him in my womb. He was gasping, neck strained, eye clamped shut as his prick shuddered and spewed into my craving body. I had no control as my flood tide reverberated through me in waves of exhilaration and pleasure. Gradually my orgasm faded into a memory that would last out with me forever.

We fell apart panting heavily. My pillow was moistness with fret, my cousin-german flushed red from the heat of love making. As I drifted softly on wafture of intimate afterglow I started thinking about where I was and who I was with. This entirely dark started because of a desperate situation, I'd lost my escort for the prom. But here I was in a room with my cousin, lying naked on a bed that we had tried to destroy in our need for each other. He had just made me a charwoman, as proof I could feel his semen seeping from between my legs, and I loved him for it. My only regret was that I would sustain to go home plate in a mates more hours. We didn't sleep at all that Night, we talked about us, how we felt about what we had done and what would find in the approaching days. We had sex two more times.

We tried to deport normally. For two class we dated others but every once in a while we would gravitate to each other. We would end up in bed performing as if we were on our honeymoon for a few daytime then break it off because society frowns on our type of relationship. About a twelvemonth ago we gave up pretense to brush aside each other and started dating to the full time, our syndicate quickly accepted the union. I eventually told Betsy that chuck is my cousin-german ; she was scandalized but delighted, then she asked me when she would be the bridesmaid.

Marry my cousin ? I'm not sure I want to do that, for some rationality it sounds a little perverted .