Cousin in Need: The Build-Up
My Apologies, apparently it has been seven years since I penned and didn't resolve a particular story. I never planned on resolving it, though I still could if I can find it, but I always planned on writing more!
This is a Different Story. It is True, it actually happened last night. Let me first describe how the buildup took years.
Background.
I had impure thoughts about my Cousin from the moment I started having impure thoughts. Family functions, Days at the Beach or the River. Sporting or Music events! Once I started noticing girls, she got my leers and glances, occasionally even innocent gropes. I was thinking about her, 2 years my younger, the first time I accidentally had an orgasm, and she has held a spot on my Fantasy Team ever since! She was in the group of girls who played Volleyball, Basketball, and Softball, a natural athlete, and undoubtedly one of the 2 or three most attractive girls in school.
Friends often informed me, at camp-outs or sleepovers, or pizza, how hot she was (Instead of Describing her, make her your cousin for this story!) I never, ever, shared my glimpses, thoughts, or memories of her with them: they got the same lie everybody tells about attractive family members, "oh, that's gross, she's my cousin".
I am going to write the Truth here.
The Truth is, I remember clear as crystal the first time i saw her Bra, Her Panties, Her Ass-crack. These are great memories from different occasions in my youth and they only got better after school. She was a woman, and shaped like one. Like the time I had to go back to the Base after my Leave was up. Her Mom, my hot as fuck Aunt, and her were driving me the three hours to get there. Along the way, not even halfway, she decided shorts were in order, and pulled her jeans down and off. No big deal if we were in a car, but she was between Aunt and I in the bench seat of a pick-up tuck. She was inches from me, reaching around in her bag, casually looking for something to wear. Aunt said for her to have some modesty in front of me, however she wasn't worried since we were cousins. Purple and Turquoise flower print satin or silk panties. I loved them, unabashedly stared at the snug fit, the curves, and when she leaned forward again, her light tan ass-crack. I looked my Aunt strait in the eyes, with lust and appreciation, before she put her eyes back on the road and I put mine back on the other passenger's ass!
They were the last two American Women I saw for the next 6 months.
The next time I saw her was when I was out of the service, living at an apartment near the beach. My roommate at the time was a heart breaker, however I was never against picking up his messes if there was a chance of something being in it for me. One particular night, when the roommate was out, the Cousin came by to visit. She was pretty *****, and I knew that she was there for the roomie, not me. She put up a polite front when she found out he was not coming home, and decided to stay on my couch. I was ecstatic, fairly inebriated myself, and up for the visit. Our apartment was usually packed with people, loud and annoying to the neighbors but damn fun to us, but this night it was just myself and my guest.
It turned out, if I just opened my bedroom door a crack, as long as my room was dark, nobody could tell the difference in the living room. This particular night we drank late, she was shitty but all lined up to crash on the couch. When I went to bed, I immediately Pulled my Dick out and opened the door to its allotted width. She was laid out on the couch, straight ahead of me, her feet maybe 6 feet away and her head no more than ten. She was illuminated in the blue light of the television as she flipped through channels. I had a great view of her from her shins up to her face. she was wearing black sweat-shorts and a gray top. At this point she knew her heart breaker wasn't coming home because I had thrown the deadbolt on the door.
I slowly stroked my cock hard, barely breathing, concentrating on not tapping the wall or door or making any noises. She was oblivious and flipped through the channels for what seemed like forever. My dick got harder and harder and she was watching something stupid on the television. I had to control myself from cumming each time she got up to use the pisser.
Finally, the third time she stood up, I knew I was in for something. She didn't make a bee-line for the pisser but just stood and stretched. I could have cum then and there, but I wanted to see how much better my peek could get. her shorts gripped her ass so tight her crack could have been mapped. It was glorious, but I couldn't cum yet. Hands above her head I got the full measure of her glorious tits through her thin cotton top.
I was in heaven, but couldn't cum yet, perhaps something better was to follow.
Indeed it did. First, as i controlled my cock pumping and my heart beat out of my throat, she peeled off her tank-top, grey-blue in the television light. I was greeted by a sparkling, white-lace bra,, bright in the room! I was out of my mind, pumping hard but with a steady control. Then she pulled off her sweat-shorts. She was no more than 10 feet in front of my hidden position, standing in all her glory in her black tiny, thong underwear, and her glistening white bra. She pulled off the Bra and I came all over ( my doorknob, it turns out). The contrast between her white undergarment and her dark nipples was too much for me. At this point I kept pumping my dick, still hoping for more, when she pulled her tank top back on. As my steel withered, she crawled under the blanket she had only used as a pillow thus far, and turned of the TV. She left before I got up the next morning.
Sometime later, at least a couple of years, I saw her at a house party. She was having a good time dancing with her lady friend and driving the men wild. I was there as a designated driver, I didn't see her at first, I just holed up in the office watching the game, hoping my buddy would hook up with his crush and release me from my duties. While waiting for my contractual release, my cousin danced her way into the office I was chilling in, wearing a sweater-vest and a short, pleated skirt. She was dancing pretty drunk, like a Woodstock hippie, but lightened up when she saw me. She ran up to me, gave me a tight hug, kissed my cheek three or four times, my lips, full-on, my other cheek a few times, and back to my lips. She was still dancing, and it was close to innocent. Could have been an accident, but I know I slipped her my tongue. She definitely received it for a few moments before breaking loose and slinking, out of the room, still Dancing.
End, Part 1
This is a Different Story. It is True, it actually happened last night. Let me first describe how the buildup took years.
Background.
I had impure thoughts about my Cousin from the moment I started having impure thoughts. Family functions, Days at the Beach or the River. Sporting or Music events! Once I started noticing girls, she got my leers and glances, occasionally even innocent gropes. I was thinking about her, 2 years my younger, the first time I accidentally had an orgasm, and she has held a spot on my Fantasy Team ever since! She was in the group of girls who played Volleyball, Basketball, and Softball, a natural athlete, and undoubtedly one of the 2 or three most attractive girls in school.
Friends often informed me, at camp-outs or sleepovers, or pizza, how hot she was (Instead of Describing her, make her your cousin for this story!) I never, ever, shared my glimpses, thoughts, or memories of her with them: they got the same lie everybody tells about attractive family members, "oh, that's gross, she's my cousin".
I am going to write the Truth here.
The Truth is, I remember clear as crystal the first time i saw her Bra, Her Panties, Her Ass-crack. These are great memories from different occasions in my youth and they only got better after school. She was a woman, and shaped like one. Like the time I had to go back to the Base after my Leave was up. Her Mom, my hot as fuck Aunt, and her were driving me the three hours to get there. Along the way, not even halfway, she decided shorts were in order, and pulled her jeans down and off. No big deal if we were in a car, but she was between Aunt and I in the bench seat of a pick-up tuck. She was inches from me, reaching around in her bag, casually looking for something to wear. Aunt said for her to have some modesty in front of me, however she wasn't worried since we were cousins. Purple and Turquoise flower print satin or silk panties. I loved them, unabashedly stared at the snug fit, the curves, and when she leaned forward again, her light tan ass-crack. I looked my Aunt strait in the eyes, with lust and appreciation, before she put her eyes back on the road and I put mine back on the other passenger's ass!
They were the last two American Women I saw for the next 6 months.
The next time I saw her was when I was out of the service, living at an apartment near the beach. My roommate at the time was a heart breaker, however I was never against picking up his messes if there was a chance of something being in it for me. One particular night, when the roommate was out, the Cousin came by to visit. She was pretty *****, and I knew that she was there for the roomie, not me. She put up a polite front when she found out he was not coming home, and decided to stay on my couch. I was ecstatic, fairly inebriated myself, and up for the visit. Our apartment was usually packed with people, loud and annoying to the neighbors but damn fun to us, but this night it was just myself and my guest.
It turned out, if I just opened my bedroom door a crack, as long as my room was dark, nobody could tell the difference in the living room. This particular night we drank late, she was shitty but all lined up to crash on the couch. When I went to bed, I immediately Pulled my Dick out and opened the door to its allotted width. She was laid out on the couch, straight ahead of me, her feet maybe 6 feet away and her head no more than ten. She was illuminated in the blue light of the television as she flipped through channels. I had a great view of her from her shins up to her face. she was wearing black sweat-shorts and a gray top. At this point she knew her heart breaker wasn't coming home because I had thrown the deadbolt on the door.
I slowly stroked my cock hard, barely breathing, concentrating on not tapping the wall or door or making any noises. She was oblivious and flipped through the channels for what seemed like forever. My dick got harder and harder and she was watching something stupid on the television. I had to control myself from cumming each time she got up to use the pisser.
Finally, the third time she stood up, I knew I was in for something. She didn't make a bee-line for the pisser but just stood and stretched. I could have cum then and there, but I wanted to see how much better my peek could get. her shorts gripped her ass so tight her crack could have been mapped. It was glorious, but I couldn't cum yet. Hands above her head I got the full measure of her glorious tits through her thin cotton top.
I was in heaven, but couldn't cum yet, perhaps something better was to follow.
Indeed it did. First, as i controlled my cock pumping and my heart beat out of my throat, she peeled off her tank-top, grey-blue in the television light. I was greeted by a sparkling, white-lace bra,, bright in the room! I was out of my mind, pumping hard but with a steady control. Then she pulled off her sweat-shorts. She was no more than 10 feet in front of my hidden position, standing in all her glory in her black tiny, thong underwear, and her glistening white bra. She pulled off the Bra and I came all over ( my doorknob, it turns out). The contrast between her white undergarment and her dark nipples was too much for me. At this point I kept pumping my dick, still hoping for more, when she pulled her tank top back on. As my steel withered, she crawled under the blanket she had only used as a pillow thus far, and turned of the TV. She left before I got up the next morning.
Sometime later, at least a couple of years, I saw her at a house party. She was having a good time dancing with her lady friend and driving the men wild. I was there as a designated driver, I didn't see her at first, I just holed up in the office watching the game, hoping my buddy would hook up with his crush and release me from my duties. While waiting for my contractual release, my cousin danced her way into the office I was chilling in, wearing a sweater-vest and a short, pleated skirt. She was dancing pretty drunk, like a Woodstock hippie, but lightened up when she saw me. She ran up to me, gave me a tight hug, kissed my cheek three or four times, my lips, full-on, my other cheek a few times, and back to my lips. She was still dancing, and it was close to innocent. Could have been an accident, but I know I slipped her my tongue. She definitely received it for a few moments before breaking loose and slinking, out of the room, still Dancing.
End, Part 1
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