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 Nox started out well. I went over to my cousin's household, grabbing a few things to salute on the way. I wasn't a heavy imbiber, but it seemed any time I DID fuddle, it was at Michelle's house. We were snug than cousins, more like best friends. We had gotten even closer after she split up with her married man. There was only a picayune bit of tension, because although she trusted me completely, she was sure that her husband wanted me, and on some point I wanted him back. I would never tell her, but her instinct were ripe on. He was sexy, and if he hadn't been her hubby, I would possess already fucked him. But he had been her hubby, 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 furcate bedrooms. So every time I came over, he was there. Dan was one of those guys that everyone wanted to be with as a teen. The hot stud on campus. I had grown up with him ; it was actually when Michelle was visiting me that she met him, he was my succeeding door neighbor.

Over the year, they got together, got married, and had a kid. But whenever there was a political party, or a cookout, or a picnic, or basically any excuse at all, Dan would pledge. And not just one. He didn't stoppage until he was wasted. And when he was drunk, he had no sense of self preservation. rightfulness in front of Michelle, he would evidence me that I had gorgeous breasts, and that he wanted to feel my pap. She would get mad, and they would go home. He even smacked my ass a few fourth dimension. The risky was when he was talking to us both at the same metre, 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 counterpart !"I have to admit, he gave me tingles, I was very sexually attracted to him. But he was my cousin's husband, and that was that.

After they split up, I stayed protagonist with Dan. They still lived together, I saw him all the time and she didn't leave him for doing something haywire, she had just grown apart from him. When he was sober, he would severalize me how much he loved her, and wanted her back, but when he was drinking, he would make sexual innuendo's, one prison term even sucking a blueberry from my fingerbreadth. As a lot as it turned me on, I stayed away and didn't encourage the situation. I would catch some Z's over from prison term to time, if I was hanging out with Michelle and drinking a short. The first few metre, I was worried, and almost hoping, that he would occur downstairs when everyone was sleeping, but that never happened.

Then one night, I was at Michelle's, and we were all crapulence. I got pretty wassail, and Michelle took my samara, saying that I was sleeping there that Nox. Nothing out of the norm. We proceeded to get rip roaring drunkard, and Michelle went up the stairs to her room and passed out. Dan went upstairs also, and I went to the livelihood 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 white meat. I opened my eyes, and Dan was sitting on the side of the futon, looking at me, rubbing and massaging my pectus. He didn't see me spread out my eyes, 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 head, and then I felt his lip around my teat, sucking deeply and flicking his tongue. I felt his deal travel down my bay window, to the waist of my underwear, and then under. I didn't wear pants when I slept over, knowing it wouldn't be comfy to sleep in blue jean. I felt his fingers in my light little Robert Curl, and then his finger was rubbing my clit.

He put his hand down a little encourage, and slowly pushed a finger up into my burrow, with his thumb circling my clit. He started moving his finger in and out of me, and I knew he could feel me getting wet, because he added a second finger. He started fucking away at me with his finger, licking and sucking my breast, rubbing the former one with his early deal. I couldn't assistance it, my coxa started lifting into his fingers, trying to get them deeper, and my mitt moved to the protrusion in his pants. I opened my eyes again, this time looking right into his, so he knew I was awake, and put my men down his pant, releasing his cock. I slowly started stroking up and down on him, until he grew to his full nine inches, and I could feel the bead of moisture at his tip. Without a word, he dropped his pant to the ground, as I wiggled out of my underwear, and he laid on top of me. He started kissing my neck, and fucking me with his fingers again, and I moaned low in my throat. He took my oral fissure with his, kissing me deeply, as he lined his midst cock up to my slit, and slowly started to accede me. He got about half way in, and then had to pull back out and try again. He was at least four in around.

Slowly working his coxa back and forth, he finally got all the way in, bumping against my cervix uteri, his balls bumping my ass. He pulled himself almost all the way out, and then with one knife thrust 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 hips in time to his, meeting him as he came down, trying to take more and more of him inside me. Suddenly he rolled us, so that he was on his binding and I was riding him like a sawbuck. Using my knee, I lowered and raised myself on his magnificent rooster as fast as I could. I leaned back, bracing my hands on his human knee, arching my dorsum, knowing how the visual sense of my jiggling bosom would affect him. He placed his palm tree on me, sat up, and started sucking and biting on my nipples. I could feel myself getting gear up to cum, so I brought his look up to mine and started kissing him. I felt my coming rip through me and I squealed into his mouth, feeling my kitty-cat clutches his stiff dick. 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 hips, he rammed his difficult aching cock into my foxy love burrow over and over again. All I could hear was the smack, slap, smack of his second joint against mine. I reached back with my hand, underneath, and started cupping and fondling his balls. He leaned forward, biting my spinal column and my neck opening, as his cock started shooting hot, thick ropes of cum straight up into my neck, triggering another monolithic orgasm in me, shoving his rooster all the way into me with each spurt, until finally, after at least ten jets of cum, he collapsed, panting, unable to move.

We didn't move for at least ten minutes, as I lay there trying to catch my breath, trying to figure out what the hell just happened. It was amazing, the unspoiled sex I'd ever had, but this was my cousin's, no, make that my ripe Friend's, hubby. 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 mistake, it can never pass off again."leaving my sass, that Sami mouth started kissing him. His bridge player 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 speak, he laid a fingerbreadth on it, telling me to shh."Let's not think about anything until tomorrow. Let's just have tonight."He hugged me tight, and I hugged him back, feeling him starting to stir again against my leg.

Just then we heard a room access undefended upstairs. It was Michelle ! He quickly jumped up, putting his pants 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 drink of piddle. I'm going back to bed now. You should drink some too, it's a proven help on hangovers."

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