My cousin pushed me in the bathroom, “I’ll show you mine if you show me yours,” she said grinning.
In that “what the fuck” moment she shut the door behind her, and exposed a perky B cup which made my mouth water and instantly gave me wood.
I’ve always been kind of flirty with my cousin, but never thought anything of it because she’s family. Perhaps the last instance of truth or dare we played put us over the edge?
“I dare you to kiss Sandra,” my sister suggested. No, not cool sis, what is this high school? We were drinking and started acting like idiots.
“What are we living in a trailer park in the south?” I asked.
“You forfeit?” my sister slurred in her drunken stupor.
I leaned in to kiss my cousin Sandra who was flush with either alcohol or embarrassment, perhaps both. I moved in for the cheek but she turned at the last second and kissed my lips.
Maybe it was that kiss that did it, but Sandra was off the hook.
She stood there, looking at me with her tit exposed and smiling. I didn’t know what to say or do so I tried my damnedest to undermine the conversation.
“It isn’t that big, nothing special,” I said.
“Let me see it,” Sandra pleaded her breast still exposed.
I pulled my shorts down so she could see the tip of my erect cock.
“The whole thing!”
My penis was so fucking hard, pulsating, anticipating Sandra’s touch. I slid my underwear down to reveal myself to her and blushed.
“It’s bigger than what I’m getting,” she said as she looked at it.
Sandra is an Italian beauty, dark black hair, golden brown eyes, B sized tits with a slim waist and her lips are soft and pucker perfectly. She’s engaged to a cop and I’m married to a teacher, I had to put a stop to this or we both risked a shit ton of drama that neither of us could afford.
I pulled my pants back up, “listen cuz, you’re hot as hell but we can’t do this.”
“Do what? I just wanted to see your dick!” she said seemingly offended that I would think that we were going to actually fuck.
She put her perfect tit away blushing.
“Sorry, I didn’t mean to offend you Sandy,” I said looking into her eyes. She moved towards me, and hugged me tightly. Surely she felt the bulge between my legs throbbing against her stomach with anticipation. She looked up at me, and her lips touched mine. Her tongue passed between my lips and intertwined with mine.
“Bill is working tomorrow if you want to come over and help me move some furniture,” she whispered.
“You’re going to cheat on him with me?” I asked.
“He’s fucking every prostitute and woman he can. He’s always coming home smelling like a French whore house. Like I wouldn’t notice.”
“If our family finds out, your mom and my father… holy shit, you know the consequences.”
“They won’t. I’ve always wanted you. I need this. I’m on the pill, so we can do whatever,” She said.
Now SERIOUSLY. My cousin, holy fuck. My mind is still blown away. I’m married and so is she but I don’t know how to even approach this shit. I mean, yeah – I’m a guy and my cousin is a perfect 10 in my book. If I wasn’t related to her I would have railed her right then and there in the bathroom and bragged to my wife about it. I work at a job where I can easily take off and do whatever I want. I don’t think I’ll ever have the chance at being with a prettier woman in my life – unless I pay for it by using a high priced escort lol. What should I do? I know many are going to be like “bang her!” but seriously – put yourself in my situation for real. This is my first cousin.
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If I was in your shoes id rail the fuck out of her and as many times as I could!
I have a cousin that I'd easily consider a 10, and I had my chances on a couple of cruises when we were older. There was a spark there and we both wanted it but we didn't do it. I gotta say, I regret that. No, I wasn't married at the time but I was in a long term relationship. My advice? Go for it, because you'll DEFINITELY regret it if you don't.
So I did it. I loved it and it will happen again. Sandra called me yesterday, I was sitting at my desk and answered my cell phone. “Hey Sandra, how are you?” I asked nervously, a few seconds of silence followed. “Nervous as fuck, but still wanting to do this…” she said timidly. I could tell she was really nervous, should we really be doing this? All kinds of thoughts raced through my head. “When can you come over?” she nearly whispered, my heart was pounding. “I’m leaving now.” *Should I get condoms? Does she have condoms? Does she want me to not use condoms? Can I cum in her? What the fuck am I doing??* Then my other brain took over, “Shut the fuck up, get in your car and get that pussy. She’s the hottest piece of ass you’re ever going to get. Shut the fuck up and drive.” And I did, I drove with my heart racing, imagining sliding it deep into Sandra’s pussy… imagining how it would feel. I pulled into her driveway. *Shit, this was fucking stupid, we should get a room. Wait, I’m her cousin – neighbors won’t question this, I’ve been over before. * I paused, thinking – trying to be rational and figure this entire situation out. Will I have regrets? We can’t go back from this. I was still in the car and looked up, she was standing in the doorway, motioning me to come in. She had tight shorts on, and a thin white halter top. *Holy shit, yeah – I’m doing this.* She looked away shyly as I entered her house and she shut the door behind me. “So…” she said, letting out some air, “how’s work?” “Oh not bad, kind of boring to be honest,” I laughed nervously as I walked, finally sitting down on her living room couch. “Are you hungry? I can make you something to eat if you want?” *Argh, what was I doing?? She doesn’t want this, this isn’t going to happen its wrong!* “My stomach is in knots right now, I can’t eat,” I said looking down, avoiding making eye contact. “Same,” she said. *The fuck do I do now?* I looked at Sandra, “Truth or dare?” She smiled, “Dare.” “I dare you to strip completely naked.” She wasted no time, she wasn’t even wearing underwear or a bra. She was ready. “Truth or dare,” she giggled standing naked before me. “Dare.” “I dare you to take off all of your clothes and fuck me.” My clothes were off instantly. I stood up and looked into her brown eyes and moved in to kiss her sweet lips. I felt her soft petite body against mine, her erect nipples poking at me. Our lips and tongues met, and it was perfect. We kissed like we’ve known each other for centuries, like we could somehow decipher how the other person wanted to kiss. Hard to explain, but it was the perfect kiss. My hands groped her tits, soft, perfect… they wandered and explored her wetness, one finger plunging inside to feel how truly tight this woman was. Holy fuck, when I say tight – it was hard to even push my finger inside her, just one finger! She moaned as I probed her pussy…. “Let’s go to the bedroom.” Oh shit, on their bed? We walked to her bedroom as she led the way holding my hand. Damn, she was so sexy, slender – olive toned – perfect 10. She pushed me down on the bed and laughed. Suddenly her sexy ass was straddling my face, as I felt her warm mouth throttling my cock. I started to lick and suck her pussy, it was sweet! No, seriously – I’ve never had a sweeter tasting pussy than this. My wife, she smells like the classic ‘fish’ and has a bitter taste, this fresh beautiful pussy of Sandra’s was fucking sweet like sugar. I was addicted instantly. I licked, I sucked and I tongued it until her body started to shake intensely. Warm fluid gushed out of her, dripping and flowing on my face. She was a squirter! It was messy but so fucking hot! That was the first time I’ve ever experienced that and I loved it. After she finished convulsing in pleasure she mounted me. “That was so fucking hot,” she said as she kissed the pussy juices off my lips. She grinned as I felt her wet tight pussy toying with my cock. “I hope I can fit all this inside me,” she said. “It’s not that big,” I told her. “It’s way bigger than ‘his’” Sandra said as I felt her pushing her hips into mine, my penis almost bending to her trying to get in inside. Then it happened. I slid inside the tightest pussy I’ve ever fucking had and holy shit was it glorious. I felt every movement, and every part of the inside of Sandra, all the way up to her cervix. I felt her cervix massage my cock, and she began riding me like a pro, moaning my name and screaming in pleasure. This was heaven. There was no way I couldn’t be a minute man with this, I didn’t want to seem like I couldn’t handle it so I started to try to slow her down. “Sandra, I don’t want to cum right away!” “Fuck that,” she said smiling and bouncing around on my cock. Her hips swiveled as she rode me and I couldn’t help but to cum. “I’m going to cum Sandra!” I told her, thinking she wanted to suck the cum out of me with her sweet lips. “Cum baby, cum in my pussy cousin,” she said, she leaned over and kissed my lips as I felt my hot fluid bursting deep inside her. I couldn’t stop cumming, it seemed like bucket loads and bucket loads were erupting straight from my nuts! We kissed and we cuddled, and I looked at the cum dripping from her. “Holy shit I came a lot.” “Yeah you did,” she said laughing, “you filled me up.” I was self-conscious, “I had a lot of fun, I hope you did too.” “I don’t even feel that it was wrong,” she said looking in my eyes, “I feel that it was meant to happen and that it should have happened sooner. We should do this more often. I totally feel like a woman now, I never feel like that after I have sex with ‘him’ – I feel used and like a fucking slut. He treats me like a whore, like he’s fucking one of his prostitutes or something. I never should have married a cop. Pretty sure we’ll get divorced eventually.” So, we had a long conversation which lasted a few hours and fucked again. I dropped another load inside her. Sandra made it absolutely clear that she wanted this to be a “thing,” and that she respected my marriage but she always wanted me. I went into this thinking that it was wrong, and came out feeling refreshed. Now if I could only have a threesome with her and my wife I’d die a happy man (that will never happen btw lol).
