As I relaxed on the train journeying, staring out of the window at the passing scenery, I let my mind wander to thoughts of the very mortal I was off to see : My cousin-german Claire. She and I had been very close for long time, and she was now in her first class at university, I in my second. We'd obviously known each other for a very long time, but it was in the past few age that we'd become a great deal, a lot closer.

I'd been through a particularly harsh dissolution, and Claire was there to pick up my spirits and withdraw me on Night out where I wouldn't have to get by with the Quaker who betrayed me for my ex. It didn't take long for our nights out, or our nights in to suit for all intention and purposes, dates. We'd go to the celluloid, or stay nursing home and find out a pic, but while it was outwardly platonic, I was definitely developing other tactual sensation for her. One thing we did do was talk a lot about sex : Who we'd been with, what positions, etc.

Fully in my daydream, memories of a beach barbeque started flooding in. I can't think of how the situation arose, but it seemed all the teen were playing some kind of hide and look for game. In the dark of the nearly void beach, I had found myself hiding between two small sportfishing boats, lying on the cool sand. Claire found my fiddling spot and needed to hide out herself, so she squeezed in following to me. There wasn't a lot elbow room, so her delicate, fluid skin came into contact with my own. Her full round mamilla pressed against my chest, with only her skimpy bikini top separating us. I could feel a stirring in my swim shorts, and I tried to hide it. I remember suddenly only wanting one thing, and was tempted to kiss her, but what if she wasn't willing ? I held back, and that moment haunted my thoughts since then.

The commotion of the train arriving at its destination snapped me out of my daydream. Claire was waiting for me on the platform. She looked stunning. Her piercing puritanical centre and wide grin ; her curves showing off in smashed clothing ; her naturally light-haired hair dyed total darkness ; all gave her an alien and fresh look. I tried not to deceive my lust for her we greeted each early with,"Hey Cuz,"as we normally would.

I was up at hers for her natal day weekend. The low day was pretty a lot as expected. She showed me to her pocket-sized dormitory elbow room, with a squeaky single bed that I was going to sleep in, and she'd cantonment out on her trading floor. I can't say I didn't observance any superfluous intimate tensity over that clip. In fact I was almost giving up hope that something might ever happen. I might just bear to keep my out view to myself for ever.

The following was her party. We were keeping things fairly casual. I wore jeans and a shirt. She was wearing denim showing off her peachy bum, and a blue floral print subway system top. She wasn't wearing a bra so her juicy C-cups bounced around as she moved. She wasn't heavily made up, but blue eyeshadow complemented her top. It was just us two and two lady friend of hers. I thought maybe she was trying to set me up, but it turned out they were Lesbian being set up with each former."Oh well, no matter. I'll just savor the night and see how it goes,"I thought.

So I did. almost of the nighttime was quotidian, but late in the Nox, at the night club we ended up in, was where things changed forever. I was dancing with our new sapphic ally, and I noticed Claire getting up close with a guy near the bar. I started to feel a touch sensation of jealousy, but I didn't dare intrude. We'd fallen out in the past times when I'd interrupted her with a guy. However, moments later I saw her in animated conversation with this guy, and I watched as it became hot up enough for her to storm off. I thought I'd see what was wrong.

On the side of the dancefloor, I approached her. Without any Word, or any warning, she took my script in hers, and pressed them up against her dummy, over the thin fabric of her top. I was stunned, and lost for words.

"Do you like them ?"she asked."They're firm right ?"

I could only muster a simpleton,"Yes, they're amazing."

She encouraged me to caress her house, labialise boob for a mo longer, then put my hands down and gave me a blink of an eye. My mind raced. She really felt the Lapp way for me as I did her. Was this really happening ? I followed her to the bar, we had a drink together, found her booster and danced, flirtatiously, until closing time.

As we left the club, I put my hand on her backside cheek.

"Patience, Cuz,"she whispered.

I daren't do anything once her friends left the cab at their stop. I did as I was told, and waited until we were back at her dorm. As she popped to the can to refreshen up, I came to the fruition : I was going to eff Claire for tonight. I waited in her bed, and when she came back to the room, she switched off the lightness and invited me down to her little nest on the floor.

"The bed's too tacky,"she whispered.

I lay down next to her, my deal run up her venter, over the sonant, smooth skin until I found one of her breasts, now nothing separating my pinch from it. As I did so, she leaned her head over. We kissed, softly at first, then deeply, as my fingers caressed her nipple and got it hard. Our knife danced, and the kiss became even more passionate.

My hand lowered down towards the ultimate prize. I enjoyed the wondrous surprise of her only hairless pussy. My fingers became to explore the folds of her lips, parting them, searching for the warm wetness.

"Here,"she whispered, and with a free deal guided me over her clit."Rub me there."

I obeyed, the gratuity of my finger's breadth finding the delicate nub of her clit. I could sense her arousal as her breathing intensified, her kitty got wetter. She reached across and started stroking my cock. She slowly rubbed me up and down to insure I was getting hard. I felt myself getting bigger in her small hired man, which stroked the duration of my shaft and pulled back my foreskin to reveal the medium tip beneath.

She reached up for a condom from her bedside table. She opened the packing, and used her back talk to apply it to my vertical dick. In the low luminousness I could only see the silhouette of her head bobbing up and down. She was side on to me, so I could still strive her sopping wet pussy. She then straddled me, looked me in the eye and lowered herself down onto my throbbing dick.

I was now in Heaven. This pussy that I'd imagined for class was wrapped tightly round my unbending cock, milking it for all its cum. Claire rode me slowly at first.

"motility with me, Cuz"she whispered.

I began to raise my articulatio coxae to match her cause. Each thrust plunging deeper into her welcoming wet cunt. Her threatening breathing space turned into soft moans.

"Yes, just like that. Suck on my mammilla now."

She stretched up so her teat were now in my face. My hands grasped them, and I took a proud mamilla into my mouth. She continued to rebound on my thick cock. I began to hold the calendar method of birth control now, driving up into her. Her moans got louder. She didn't precaution who knew what was going on. She just wanted anyone nearby to have a go at it what dear prick I was giving her. Then…

SNAP

"Shit !"

The prophylactic broke. Passionate we may have been, but we daren't continue like this.

"shit, Cuz,"she said."That was my final stage one."

"well what can we do ?"

"I know…"

She lay on the bed and spread her legs. In the low brightness level creeping from the street I could see her wetness glistening.

"Use those fingers,"she suggested.

I sat down next to her, and began to finger her pussy. One fingerbreadth seemed far too easy at this item, as did two. I jammed a third finger in there.

"More,"she begged.

"I'm not hurting you, am I ?"I courteously checked to hold sure, though I sort of knew that she was a bit of size fagot already and could take just about anything I offered.

"No. Keep going."

I moved up to four fingers. I began to feel the stress of her puss lips, the pressure put on by the wall of her now tightening snatch. I placed my thumb in too, and began to drive. Her groan became staccato, cut short with every thrust of my hand. I kept going, knowing she'd stop me if I went too far. I could feel her stretching to her limit, when suddenly she gave way. My entire clenched fist was now inside her, and the sounds of pleasance kept coming.

I began to fuck her harder with my clenched fist, her high gear pitched groan now joined by the wet sloppy auditory sensation of my hired hand abusing her pussy.

"Yes, just like that ! I'm coming, I'm coming !"

Suddenly her body rose as she arched her back, her stifled moan cut short-change in her throat. She held herself there for a moment, and I felt her kitty-cat twitch and pulsing around my wrist. She then collapsed in ecstasy. I slipped my now soaking manus out from her now raw pussycat, dripping and making the sheets below it wet. She pulled me down alongside her.

"Let me complete you off now."

She rolled onto her side, and tossed me off. I was already fit to detonate anyway from the fleece excitement of what had happened so far. So it didn't take longsighted before I convulsed, and shot a huge freight out over my own stomach.

We embraced and slept together in that compressed single bed. In the dawn, I got up, and washed up in the piffling washbasin at the end of the way, just to feel white before going to shower. She got up, still naked too, walked up to me, pressing her booby into me and whispered in my ear,"Thank you. ”