Author 's billet : The characters in this story do not have an actual age listed. If you want them to be 18, then they 're eighteen, if you want older or vernal, based on your own personal preferences, then palpate free to adjust your mental image as you like. When I wrote the story, situated in the fourth dimension menstruum that I chose, the characters felt between twelve and 15 years old in my head.

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Oops, I Fucked My Cousin.

Chapter One

I did n't mean to cum down her throat, but she had me balls oceanic abyss and it just felt so goddamn commodity that I could n't aid myself.

It was the fall of 1973 and her parents had to go out of the country for several months, I can honestly say that I have no fucking approximation why they left, it was too damn long ago and my memory ai n't what it use to be. But I 'll never draw a blank that first nighttime, or the many Nox after.

Jenny and I had always been sort of friendly enemies as we grew up. I had consequence with my mom and sometimes her mom, my aunty, would do her best to construct me feel included in crime syndicate things. That was all well and good, but sometimes Jenny would get green-eyed of the aid that her mom gave me and do her beneficial to get me into trouble.

Most of the time things were ripe between us though ; I was a few days older than she was and I tried to take care out for her like I was taught to. When my mom told me that Jenny would be staying with us for a spell, I was happy, and pissed at the same time ; felicitous that my little first cousin would be around to a greater extent, but pissed that she had to quell in my elbow room with me when she was. Our business firm was petite and there just was n't any way for her to stay anywhere else.

Puberty had molested me hard a few years before, and since there was n't any internet back then, it took for-fucking-ever to jack up my cock to a satisfying climax while I remembered the photos of topless indigene that I 'd seen in a few National Geographic magazines. Having my first cousin in the elbow room each night was going to really curtail my fisting clock time. At least, that 's what I thought until the offset night that she was actually there.

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jenny and I went to the Same Junior/Senior High School ( it was all fuse together in our pocket-size town ), but she was bused in from across Town while I just had to walk a few blocks to get there. Because of her hanker ride each morning, she was used to going to kip and getting up earlier that I was so she went down before I did that first night.

An hour after she she went into the bedchamber, I followed and found her out like a light on the new bed that my parents had stuffed into my room. It was lately free fall, almost Thanksgiving actually, but our business firm had a Weird heating system system that sometimes turned my ... our ... bedroom into a sauna. That night was one such Nox and she had fallen asleep on top of her covers wearing a long tee shirt for a nightdress.

I had always slept in my underwear and I refused to change that habit just because she was there ; we 'd grown up together so she 'd seen me in my skivvies 100 of multiplication over the yr. I did n't substantiate that puberty would wee-wee things a whole bunch unlike, and a 'hole'lot better.

Our house was furnished in the definitive ugly-seventies stylus of shag carpet and avocado pear putting green appliances ; my bedchamber was no unlike. I stripped down and settled on top of my covers to read a account book for a spell so I could get sleepyheaded. I had n't paid any tending to her when I came in and I continued to disregard her until she let lax with a tiny snore and wiggled around for a bit before settling back into a deep quietus.

The auditory sensation caused me to glance over at her and I saw that her legs and settled into a lawless, floppy form of pose, with one stifle cocked up and the other kind of kinked sideways. I ignored her some more until I got thirsty and went to get a Methedrine of water. As I passed her on my way back in, I saw that her jersey was pulled up and I could bet aright between her legs.

For some reasonableness, she was n't wearing scanty that nighttime and the evidence of her own journeying into puberty was staring me in the fount ; I froze and stared. Her pussy was just a dent, with almost no mouth to speak of ( not that I knew anything about lips or twat in general back then ) but her bush was full and thick.

A furtive peek at a Playboy clip in our local five-and-dime had told me that girls did n't have a dick like male child did but, as I stood staring at her nude slit, it suddenly occurred to me that ALL girls had one, even my dorky cousin. It was like the heavens opened up and a chorus of angels began to sing nasty porn music in my ear.

The succeeding affair I knew, my prick was in one handwriting and my glass of urine was in the former ; I do n't even remember fishing it out of my underwear, but it was there nonetheless. It took three irregular and three strokes for me to shoot a thick stream of cum across the sleeping accommodation. I must have grunted as I squirted meg of air-babies onto the floor, because she suddenly opened her eyes and looked at me whacking away next to her bed.

Even through the panic of being caught jerking off, I could n't stop as the pulses that made my human knee weak and the piece of tail carpet wet and sticky. I expected her to start screaming at me or something but she just watched quietly as my cum splattered and my fist flew.

When it was over she asked,"What was that ?"

My cock shrank and I pulled my underwear back up. I 'd always done my dependable to be good with her about stuff and, as I drank my water and set the empty trash down, I continued those attempt and did my proficient to explicate to her what I was doing that night, even though I barely knew myself.

She took my words in and muddled them around in her head before asking,"So, you cummed because you saw my cookie ?"

"Yeah,"I answered,"I 'd never saw one in person, and it made me all horny and poppycock, so I jerked it. I hope you do n't mind."

She thought about it for a bit before she said,"I do n't think that I do. Its kind of like a compliment, I think, that this,"she pulled up her tee shirt and showed me her pussy again,"Could make you do that."She pointed at the floor.

My putz shot back up, tenting my underwear, as her soft-looking purulent hair sat gleaming in the ignitor from my recital lamp. She saw my bulge and asked,"Can I see your thing ?"I hesitated and she said,"Its only right, you saw my cookie, so you should show me your thing."

Her logic was flawless and I quickly yanked my shorts down, showing her my quivering four column inch tool. She reached out and I pulled back,"Uh uh, cuz, only if I can meet yours too."

She spread her legs clear and said,"Okay, but be deliberate, that button thing on the top is genuine sensitive sometimes, if you press on it too hard it hurts."

Her clit was standing out low, but proud, at the top of her slit,"What if I touch it slow, would that be okay ?"

She nodded and said,"Yeah, I do that all the time. It feels great."

I reached out and lightly poked her clit, running my curious finger all around the tiny bump. She hummed and closed her legs on my hand, not stopping me, but not giving me much room to run either. There was enough quag for me to worm my fingerbreadth around, but I could n't see what I was doing anymore. She kind of moaned and a bit of juice suddenly appeared and my finger started to slide around the top of her kitty-cat. She reached for my cock again and this meter I let her have it.

As her warm finger closed around the helmet she softly exclaimed,"Oh, its so soft and so hard too. I like it."

"Whoa, cuz, be careful with the top. I guess its like your button and its tender too."

"Okay, sorry."She continued to run her fingerbreadth all around he head word and up and down the shaft.

I shuddered and said,"Oh, wow, that feels groovy, cuz, its so much sound than when I do it myself."

She smiled at the compliment and wrapped her digit around my cock, slowly jacking me. I felt myself getting closer to another orgasm and my moans started to become louder.

She shushed me and whispered,"Hey, cuz, I passed by my parents elbow room a few weeks ago and I peeked through their keyhole when I heard some weird phone. I saw my momma do something to my dad ; she stuck her look succeeding to his thing and she used her mouth to fellate on it. Do you require me to do that ?"

I nodded my drumhead quickly and said,"Sure. I think that that would be neat."

She leaned over and slipped my head between her lip, sucking gently on it while her legs slowly flopped back open. I ran my fingerbreadth up and down her slit for a second before she slapped them closed on my bridge player again ; it was frustrating, but her backtalk natural process distracted me as she began to suck a bit harder.

My hips instinctively began to thrust at her face and she opened her back talk to let it go deeper. She was a rude born cock-sucker and she soon had to the highest degree of me sliding in and out as she jacked me into her backtalk.

Her legs slowly opened again as she concentrated of gulping my cock. I was too into what she was doing to pay a good deal attention to her pussy ; I mostly rubbed her button as she kind of hunched against my helping hand.

My free script found her head and began to pull her against my thrusting groin ; she moaned and the trembling caused a low tingle to wash across my asshole. She picked up speed and my cum rose up and exploded out of my tool. She tried to pluck back, but I held her facial expression against me as rope after thick rope filled her sass. She had no choice but to swallow each heartbeat.

As I moaned and fucked her fount, she started humping my hired hand harder. Her crazy gyrations caused my finger to slip between her moist sass and push through her hymen as my quarter round raked across her pulsating clit.

She screamed in pain as her cherry tore around my digit, but seconds later she was screaming even louder as an orgasm washed over her young consistence. If my cock had n't been half way down her throat, she would have woke the whole sign up with her noise.

She kept hunching against my quarter round as I worked her clit like a kitty on a toy mouse. I did n't recognise what the fuck I was doing, but whatever it was, she absolutely loved it. Eventually, she spit my cock out and whispered,"stop, cuz, its too sensible now. choose you finger out of my cookie, that really hurts."She looked between her stage and said,"Oh, man, you broke my cherry."

She saw the befuddle tone on my face and explained what her female parent had told her about virginity and virginal membrane and sex. It was fascinating to get a glance into the public of young woman material and I almost forgot that I had blown a load in her mouthpiece until she smacked her lip and said,"Your cums really try weird ; all salty and midst and stuff. I liked it. Did you like doing that ? mom said that male child like doing stuff and nonsense like that."

We talked about sex clobber for a while ; it turns out that she knew one hell of a lot more than I did about the subject thanks to my auntie. Eventually, we both got tired and she kissed me on the cheek and went back to sleep. There was a bit of blood on my finger ; I wiped it off with a tissue and passed out for the night.

Chapter Two

She would n't let me touch her pussy for a workweek because she said that it hurt, and she would n't touch my turncock if I did n't stir her kitty-cat. By the Fri after our first intimate fun, I was quite frustrated with the situation. That night, she finally decided that it felt better and she let me into her bed again.

This clock time, she opened her legs broad and said,"My momma said that if I suck on a boys matter, then he has to suck on my cookie."

I looked between her stage with dubiousness on my face ; that was where female child peed from and I did n't want anything to do with that. She pointed out that I peed from my cock and she was still willing to put in in her mouth. Once again, her logic overpowered my hesitation and I settled onto her bed and get my cheek between her branch.

"control stick out your tongue, cuz, thrash my button like an ice cream cone."

The mental epitome gave me what I needed to apply her what she needed.

She reached down and pulled her prick receptive and I touched her clit with my knife."Now, solve it all around, cuz, push it inside me."

Her instructions were brassy and clear and she was soon groan and running her finger's breadth through my hair as she pushed her pussy against my grimace. She jumped in pain as my tongue slipped between her backtalk, but I quickly slid back up to her pulsing button and she forgot about it ; neither of us knew it at the time, but my finger's breadth had only pushed through her hymen, it had n't torn all of it away.

My spit got tired before she could cum ; I did n't even make love that she was suppose to. She moaned in letdown as I pulled away but nodded her forefront anyway when I asked her to suck on my cock again.

She had an inherent instinct for fairness, so when she had me all hard and throbbing in her rima oris, she pulled off and said,"I did n't get any cums so you do n't either."

Again with the system of logic. I thought about it for a secondly and said,"How 'bout we push our stuff together and try to cum at the same time ?"

She grinned and opened her legs again ; I quickly settled between them and looked around to see how things would fit together. She aimed me at her slit and said,"Push inside, cuz."

I did as she asked and she yelped and bit at her lip as my rooster tore through the last character of her cherry. She saw my look of business concern as I bottomed out inside her and she said,"I guess you did n't get it all with your digit. Rub my button so it do n't hurt so much."

She pushed me over a bit so I was leaning on one arm, freeing up the other one to feed her joy. My thumb found her clitoris and I began to rub her up and down until she started moaning quietly."OK, cuz, that 's in force, now start pushing it into my biscuit, but keep rubbing my button too."

It was difficult but not too often so ; we soon built up a rhythm that had her head thrashing back and Forth River as she pulled her pillow over her face and groaned out loud. Having to concentrate on rubbing her while we fucked keep open me from cumming right away, but her besotted pussy clamping down on my stabbing cock soon brought me rightfield to the edge.

My own want caused me to abandon her clitoris ; I moved so that I was completely on top of her and began to slap my hips against hers. She grunted each time we came together, partly from pleasure but mostly from the impingement of my heavier frame on her tiny one. She moved the pillow out of the way, accidentally shifting her T-shirt sideways so that I could see her diminutive breasts for the first clip.

I ogled her slight pointy cones, the tips covered with soft pinko areola, as I fucked her kitty. She grinned at me,"You can suck on 'em, cuz, momma says that it feels literal good when a boy sucks on your titties."

Not one to debate with my knowledgeable Aunt, I leaned down and pulled one of her belittled breasts into my sassing. She bit the edge of her pillow as her nipple crinkled up in my backtalk. It felt weird enough that I pulled back and marveled at the change in the tip of her breast. She giggled and pulled my face back to her chest.

The entire tantrum became too much for me and I thrust into her one last clock time and filled her tight, wet kitty-cat with gobs and gobs of thick slimy cum. I shuddered and background my hips against hers as my cock throbbed and spit inside of her ; she yelped again and clamped down on my aching member, her own orgasm washables over her young body.

We both sucked in slap-up heft hint as our joy slowly ebbed and fatigue nibbled at the border of our universe. I slid out of her organic structure with a wet suck audio that made us both giggle. She snuggled against my chest of drawers and slid into a light doze. I waited until she was deeply gone before I slipped out of her bed and stood next to it for a moment, watching her small breast move up and down in time with her shallow ventilation. Eventually, I slipped into my bed and drifted off to log Z's.

Neither of us understood how big a matter we had just done with each early, nor did we have any idea that she could get significant from it. We were fortunate that winter ; I dumped gallon of cum into her snatch and none of it took ; we both had several youngster later in life, three with her husband and two with my wife. I guess, fortunately for us, her body just was n't ready back then.

When her parents came back from wherever the hell they went that wintertime, she moved back with them and affair went back to the way that they were before. We never really talked about what we had done, and as we got previous and realized just how stupefied we 'd been, we form of avert each other for a few twelvemonth until we decided that we were being stupid and let it go.

So, that 's the tale Y'all have fun now .