Have you ever been so drunk, that you do something you know you shouldn't do ? That you've been fighting with yourself not to do ? Yeah, that's where I'm at right now.

The night started out well. I went over to my cousin's business firm, grabbing a few things to drink on the way. I wasn't a overweight juicer, but it seemed any time I DID imbibe, it was at Michelle's sign. We were closer than cousins, more like best booster. We had gotten even closer after she split up with her hubby. There was only a minuscule bit of tensity, because although she trusted me completely, she was sure that her husband wanted me, and on some grade I wanted him back. I would never state her, but her instincts were right-hand on. He was sexy, and if he hadn't been her husband, I would have already fucked him. But he had been her married man, and they had a daughter together. Because of that daughter, my little Lissy, even though they were split up, they continued to live together, albeit in class bedrooms. So every clock time I came over, he was there. Dan was one of those guy rope that everyone wanted to be with as a teenager. The hot scantling on campus. I had grown up with him ; it was actually when Michelle was visiting me that she met him, he was my following door neighbor.

Over the years, they got together, got married, and had a kid. But whenever there was a company, or a cookout, or a picnic, or basically any excuse at all, Dan would drink. And not just one. He didn't stop until he was wasted. And when he was drunk, he had no sense of self preservation. right in movement of Michelle, he would tell me that I had gorgeous breasts, and that he wanted to feel my nipples. She would get mad, and they would go home. He even smacked my ass a few time. The whip was when he was talking to us both at the Saami time, then just stopped talking, looking down at us. He then came out with"You know, if I had you both together, it would be like having twins !"I have to allow, he gave me thrill, I was very sexually attracted to him. But he was my cousin's husband, and that was that.

After they split up, I stayed friends with Dan. They still lived together, I saw him all the time and she didn't leave him for doing something wrong, she had just grown apart from him. When he was sober, he would recite me how much he loved her, and wanted her back, but when he was drinking, he would produce sexual innuendo's, one prison term even sucking a blueberry from my finger's breadth. As much as it turned me on, I stayed away and didn't encourage the position. I would log Z's over from time to time, if I was hanging out with Michelle and drinking a piffling. The for the first time few clip, I was worried, and almost hoping, that he would come downstairs when everyone was sleeping, but that never happened.

Then one nighttime, I was at Michelle's, and we were all drinking. I got pretty drunk, and Michelle took my key fruit, saying that I was sleeping there that night. Nothing out of the norm. We proceeded to get rip roaring drunk, and Michelle went upstairs to her room and passed out. Dan went upstairs also, and I went to the support room, where the futon had been arranged into a bed for me. I passed out pretty quickly. Later that Night, I was awakened to a hand on my breast. I opened my centre, and Dan was sitting on the side of the futon, looking at me, rubbing and massaging my chest. He didn't see me afford my middle, so I quickly closed them again, wanting to see where this was going. If I wasn't awake, it couldn't be my fault, right ? I felt my shirt being lifted over my school principal, and then I felt his oral cavity around my nipple, sucking deeply and flicking his tongue. I felt his bridge player travel down my tummy, to the waist of my underclothes, and then under. I didn't clothing pants when I slept over, knowing it wouldn't be comfortable to log Z's in jeans. I felt his fingerbreadth in my short slight coil, and then his finger was rubbing my clit.

He put his mitt down a little far, and slowly pushed a fingerbreadth up into my tunnel, with his pollex circling my clit. He started moving his fingerbreadth in and out of me, and I knew he could palpate me getting wet, because he added a second fingerbreadth. He started fucking away at me with his finger, licking and sucking my white meat, rubbing the former one with his other helping hand. I couldn't assistant it, my articulatio coxae started lifting into his fingers, trying to get them cryptical, and my hired hand moved to the swelling in his pants. I opened my oculus again, this time looking right into his, so he knew I was awake, and put my hands down his drawers, releasing his tool. I slowly started stroking up and down on him, until he grew to his wide nine inch, and I could palpate the bead of wet at his tip. Without a discussion, he dropped his pants to the dry land, as I wiggled out of my underwear, and he laid on top of me. He started kissing my neck, and fucking me with his finger again, and I moaned low in my throat. He took my backtalk with his, kissing me deeply, as he lined his thick pecker up to my pussy, and slowly started to go into me. He got about half way in, and then had to pull back out and try again. He was at least four inches around.

Slowly working his coxa back and Forth River, he finally got all the way in, bumping against my cervix uteri, his egg bumping my ass. He pulled himself almost all the way out, and then with one push seated himself completely inside me. He started fucking me in earnest now, barely pulling all the way out before pounding himself back in. I was raising and lowering my pelvic arch in clock time to his, meeting him as he came down, trying to take More and Thomas More of him inside me. Suddenly he rolled us, so that he was on his rear and I was riding him like a horse. Using my human knee, I lowered and raised myself on his magnificent cock as fast as I could. I leaned back, bracing my manpower on his genu, arching my back, knowing how the sight of my jiggling breasts would affect him. He placed his palms on me, sat up, and started sucking and biting on my nipples. I could find myself getting fix to cum, so I brought his cheek up to mine and started kissing him. I felt my orgasm rip through me and I squealed into his mouth, feeling my pussy clench his strong stopcock. When I was done cumming, he pulled me off of him and flipped me over onto my stomach, pulling me up against his chest of drawers, and started banging me from behind. With his hands on my hip joint, he rammed his gruelling aching cock into my slick love tunnel over and over again. All I could hear was the smacking, slap, slap of his thighs against mine. I reached back with my hand, underneath, and started cupping and fondling his orb. He leaned forward, biting my binding and my neck, as his cock started shooting hot, wooden-headed ropes of cum straight up into my cervix, triggering another massive sexual climax in me, shoving his cock all the way into me with each spurt, until finally, after at to the lowest degree ten jets of cum, he collapsed, panting, ineffective to move.

We didn't move for at least ten minute of arc, as I lay there trying to enchant my breath, trying to figure out what the netherworld just happened. It was amazing, the best sex I'd ever had, but this was my cousin-german's, no, make that my advantageously friend's, husband. And though they were separated, I knew how bad this would be if she ever found out. I looked over at him, and instead of"This was a misapprehension, it can never bechance again."leaving my oral fissure, that Lapp mouth started kissing him. His script came up and started rubbing my back, as he kissed me just as deeply as I was kissing him. I drew back and looked at him, knowing this couldn't go anywhere, but also knowing that now that it had happened, it was going to keep happening. As I opened my mouth to mouth, he laid a finger on it, telling me to shh."Let's not recall about anything until tomorrow. Let's just have tonight."He hugged me sozzled, and I hugged him back, feeling him starting to stir again against my leg.

Just then we heard a door open upstairs. It was Michelle ! He quickly jumped up, putting his knickers back on, then kissed me and walked into the kitchen as she started walking down the stairs.

"Dan ? What are you doing down here ?"

"I just needed a boozing of water. I'm going back to bed now. You should fuddle some too, it's a proved assistance on hangovers."

He then walked upstairs, and I heard her walking towards the living room. I quickly shut my centre, breathing in and out deeply, pretending to be asleep. After a minute or two, I heard her go back to the kitchen, get some water, and walk back upstairs. That was close. I then drifted off back to sleep, planning how I could do this again, without her ever finding out .