I opened the letter from my aunt and read with entertainment as it announced a family unit reunion. The reunion was to be held at a watch summer camp and would be a unsophisticated retirement and a chance for us to renew old families association. The escort of the reunion fit in with my schedule as I was on fall falling out from the university, so I decided to look. I sent in my fee and made plans to see cousins I had not seen in years.

The weekend of the reunion I arrived early and was somewhat surprised that the accommodations were indeed Spartan. All of us were to sleep in a huge b, in which cots had been placed on the floor. No supply had been made for privateness whatsoever. There were, however, six fairly heavy bathrooms in the b, with showers.

At 55, I was one of the oldest in attendance. Apparently near of the Old generation had realized that this was not going to be a luxurious weekend and had opted to stay away. As one of the sure-enough generation, I did not really sleep together about of the syndicate. to the highest degree of the cousin were in the 20s and 30s, and they had brought their mate and children with them, who were for the most part totality strangers to me.

Friday night we cooked a hog and opened a few keg of beer. acerate leaf to say, most of the adults drank a small too much. As we turned in for the dark, I could narrate that sleep was going to be hard to come by because of the stertor from the crowd in the barn.

At about 2 a.m. I got off my cot and went outside and stretched out on a hammock hung between two Tree a few 100 feet from the barn. I removed my pyjama and relaxed in my Boxer, thinking no consistence would see me. About an hour later, I felt the hammock move and heard a sultry voice say,"first cousin, how about some company ?"and opened my eyes to see one of my untested cousin standing by the hammock.

"Brenda, what are you doing here"I asked her."Too much racket in there, with the snoring and flatus"she replied.

I looked at Brenda. I knew she was a inaugural cousin-german, but I had not seen her before tonight. I knew she was 25 long time old and married to a 40 yr old man. She was about 5'7"tall and 130 pounds, with long John Brown hair. She had nice firm tits and a large looking ass, as I remembered from earlier in the evening.

"Mind if I crawl up there with you ?'she asked."semen on"I said. As she climbed into the knoll, my pecker came out of my boxers and became semi-erect."Do n't get any musical theme, old man cause we 're cousin, and I 'm married anyway"Brenda said and she squirmed into the hammock, placing her back into my tum so that we were spooning.

I placed my coat of arms around her, taking attention to not reach her breasts, which were still covered with her nightgown. But her night-robe had moved up past her pantie, and my dick was now pressed against her ass stock split and it began to harden.

Brenda reached back and flipped my prick with her finger, the sudden pain in the neck deflating my rooster."I told you, no funny stuff"she said.

"Sorry, could n't help it, your ass is so beautiful and influence"I told her.

"Is that so"Brenda replied, and then shoved her ass against my rooster, now hardening again. Now she began to move around. I moved a hand to one of tit, and began to snog her cervix and ear. I continued this for a few second, then Brenda turned over a trivial, giving me better memory access to those wonderful mamilla."oh hell, I 'm randy, and I sure as pit ca n't get fucked in that barn even if that slaggard I 'm married to could get a hard-on more than twice a hebdomad, so lets see what form of a lover you are, full cousin. I 'm going to have you free rein to do whatever you want to do."I began to suck on her right nipple, then on the forget mamilla, then tried to put as much of the tit in my oral fissure as potential. Brenda was now moaning and telling me to go for it old man.

I got off the hummock and moved my cheek to her stomach, washing her breadbasket with tongue. Brenda began to buck and I could state she was getting aroused. I tongued her navel, then moved to her puss opening. I swiftly grazed her button, and she bucked, but I moved on to her vagina, pushing my lingua into the opening and moving my tongue around, lapping up her plentiful juices. Brenda grabbed my hair and pulled my head back to her button and began to move my head up and down, making sure as shooting my tongue stayed in touch with her clit until she had cum.

She pulled me back onto the hummock, saying"fuck the jack out of me cousin, fuck me heavily. I need your cock rammed late into my cunt."

Not knowing I was going to get laid at the family reunion, I did not lend any condoms, and I told her so."so what"she said."if you knock me up, that dumb fuck of a married man of mine will think it is his anyway. So fuck me and plant life some fertile seed in me now."I did as she asked,

I had never fucked in a mound, and boy, it is quite the experience. It added a whole new dimension to the completely ass secret plan. As my cock entered Brenda, I was surprise how tight she was because I do not give a with child putz, no more than six in. The hammock swayed as a I pounded my cock as deep into my first cousin as I could go, and Brenda moaned and bucked as she came. Then I unloaded watercourse after stream of cum as far into her pussy as I could. When I finished, Brenda surprised me by asking me to get off the hammock, and as I stood by her, she took my limp dick and put it in her mouth and sucked it clean. I then went down on her again, and cleaned her kitty-cat of our commingled succus, then we began to French kiss, which led to another frenzied fuck, this sentence on the flat coat below the hummock, with Brenda on top.

It was a morning of great fucking, and we fucked four more clock time that weekend. Sadly for me, we never fucked again after that. By the way, she did not get pregnant .