My cousin Andy is 32 year old. He married Ashley last year. I'm 35 and have been
married for over 13 years.
Andy and me grew together in a small town where we lived with our parents.
Andy, the only male son of my mother's sister Leiah, was always troubled, from
the begining.
Andy was an always sick boy, below average height and weight, with jet black
curly hair, whom I took under my wings. Perhaps the motherhood instinct most
females have, made me watch over him until he was a teenager.
Perhaps that influenced on growing so used to each other, that I began to love
Andy, I mean, really be fond of him, by the time I saw him develop an above
average height, grow hairs on his face, see his arms fill, and the like.
Uncle Barry and Aunt Leiah started worrying about this, so did I. I didn't know
much about the law, but I knew well that love among first and second line
relatives was not...ah! normal, let's say.
I had a terrible mixed feeling when my father got tranferred to the LA area for
working reasons.
Andy was there on my first period, my truly first heat, and we even managed to
kiss in the mouth on the roof of grandma's home, while sharing a Winston. Andy
should have been around 14 or 15 years old by that time.
I was in heat everytime we climbed the ladder. I always went up first, in my
tight blue jeans, intentionally curving my arse out so Andy coul have an
eyeful. The last time, when we shared our last cigarette, I was very tempted to
undo his pants and suck his cock....his bulge was growing.....when we shared a
tongue to tongue kiss.
We knew we loved each other right there, out in the open. I remember seeing
Andy's tears when we left.
Things cooled off a lot by the next summer when we went back to the town.
Andy's physical development was impressive. Uncle Barry had him on special
exercises. Aunt Leiah gave him some magic vitamins, but by the time Andy was
17, he was an absolute hunk. Then, things began heating up again.
One of those visits (Andy must have been around 16 or 17), my boyfriend Ben
traveled with us. I remember I was around 19. I couldn't stop comparing Ben and
Andy: I would take Andy 1000 times over Ben. I was obsessed, my pussy melted
everytime I was with Andy no matter who was around. I remember once we
were at his house (it was Thanksgiving or X-mas, we spent a few together), I
had to rise from the table, go to the bathroom, and wipe my twat: it was an
oozy mess!.
My obsession with Andy was probably the cause that I sucked Ben's cock in his
car later that weekend. I was so hot, I won't ever forget, I swallowed Ben's
cum without gagging after jerking him off. We did it some 10 times before I
went overseas.
All Ben and me ever exchanged were hot blowjobs. I wanted to fuck him once or
twice but he backed off, like a gentleman......but I was always dreaming of
Andy.
Ben and I broke up as I left for Australia. I masturbated almost every night
thinking of Andy, in spite of those mouth fucks Ben had given me.
When I came back, I went, at the first opportunity to visit grandma. I was
already dating the man who ended up being my husband, Duncan.
Andy was a true, absolute hunk, with a beard, hair in his chest and all. It
was, definitely, my impossible dream. I saw him in a very tiny swim suit. His
bulge was adorable. I knew he loved me watching him, even with his girlfriend
present.
I finally married Duncan in a nice resort in Reseda. Andy attended the wedding
along with my uncle and aunt and his sole sister, my cousin Debbie. I have the
feeling she always knew about the mutual crush. Debbie is about my age. Roger
was there as well.
Time went by. I knew, and lammented, that Andy was on drugs. There are quite a
few rehab centers in the L.A. area, so my aunt Leiah gave me a desperate call
one day, just after I had fucked Ramon, our employee (that's another story).
I was thrilled to know Andy may be headed to L.A. for rehab. I told my husband
(who to this point didn't know I had the hots for my cousin Andy). He agreed on
letting him stay for a few days before the program took place (a whole
weekend). Aunt Leiah knew how much her son Andy appreciated me.
Since my Uncle was not in the position to pay for the therapy, we offered to
take the fall for the entire treatment.
So I set the whole therapy, gave them an advance payment, and Andy finally came
in spring break. It's funny; my first affair had been around those days too,
only some 9 years earlier.
Andy and aunt Leiah showed up on a Friday morning. I made everything possible
for my dear aunt to leave the same day, but we couldn't manage the trick.
Duncan was away on a business trip to Japan, due to arrive a week later. My
poor husband, who knew I've had an affair that he witnessed, never though of
the possibility of my dear, first-line, younger cousin Andy could have a
special place in my heart!.
That first night, with my aunt around my house, a moment of intimacy between
Andy and me was enough to revive good old memories, but neither of us would
ever think about it: we were both grown ups, me already married with three
children enjoying a well-off position, an he being just a dude in dire need of
help. Besides, Andy knew my husband and me had paid the center's bill.
Once aunt Leiah went to bed, the teasing I had been doing on Andy, was brought
out in the open, specially when I changed into a running suit I use that make
look superb: a purple and blue very shiny nylon 2-piece that marks the lines of
my body to perfection. I let the shirt zipper undone to mid-chest, making sure
I'd tease my cousin everytime I bent to pick something or for any stupid
reason. I wanted to be sure he wanted me, and wanted me bad.
I sat right next to him after pouring us both cold white wine (against auntie's
orders!). I don't drink that much, so I fooled myself with a single glass the
whole moment. Andy gulped some 5 or 6 glasses, and, as expected, he had to pee.
He rose and went to the bath in the living room. I rose to gear up a few CD's
that get me in the mood......I began salivating profusely as I heard Andy's pee
in the toilet. When I returned to the living area, I stopped cold: Andy was
peeing with the door open!. With a real surprise expression in my face, I
stared at his face. He looked straight back and just smiled. He certainly
noticed my eyes drifing down...I couldn't resist!!!.
Wow!. I hadn't the slightest ideas such beautiful cocks ran in the family!!!
Andy kept looking at me. I gulped on the 6 or 7-inch flacid, uncut penis my
cousin Andy was equipped with....it was certainly darker than the rest of his
skin. Andy had the light on and didn't restrain at all; he even turned to me as
he shook the pee remains off it, put the cock in place, zipped up his pants,
washed his hands, and walked out towards me as if nothing had happened!!!!.
That attitude only served one purpose. Ignoring the fact of what he just did,
Andy began talking about irrelevant things!!!!.
I began to melt inside. My pussy began running like my kid's nose with the
flu!. I scratched my back, not knowing exactly what to do. I walked towards the
stereo pretending to do something. When I was going towards Andy, already sat
in the sofa, I saw the precum stain in my crotch...I was, of course, wearing no
panties at all.....neither bra!.
I began to feel that familiar quivering and sweet salivation as I approached my
cousin.
For some 15 minutes, I tried to get a nice topic to get going and forget the
incident (I really didn't want to..), but my eyes kept looking at Andy's bulge
at any opportunity. He caugth me several times. I knew he was watching my cunt
repeatedly as well, but I just let him have a full view, even seating like a
man!.
The farse finally quited down. I zipped a rather large amount of white wine.
Andy followed. When we both placed our glasses in the table, Andy said......"so
we're still got the hots cous ha?".
My face got red...and gulped more wine.
"The hots?" I clumsily responded....
"You still haven't forgotten those Winstons at grandma's roof, have you?"
I just had one option: smile and release the pressure.
"Well...Andy" I uttered..."things have changed ..I'm married..I'm the mother of
three...happily married I might add...secure and all"...
Andy hemmed and smiled...
"..but you couldn't resist peeking" he added.
"Peeking?" I repeated.
He got closer to my face and whispered..."peeking"
He laid back on the armrest and just contemplated me. I changed my expression
to that of sensuality....."peeking" I whispered and deep breathed.
Andy moaned and stood up. His bulge was incredibly large when he stood up.
Not taking his sight from my face, he began undoing his belt and button. I
stood motionless. I just managed to zip my wine once Andy was determined to
flash his married cousin Ann.
I had to separate my sight from his as I heard his zipper open. Andy the pulled
a huge fat 9-inch darker cock, plump and veiny......I closed my eyes faking
dissaproval of his dareness.
"...Oh c'mon cous", he said, "don't tell me you don't want this..."
"you're oozing for it...you dreamed a lot about how it looked like, now is your
chance" he kept talking, as he shook it up and down right before my very
eyes......
"My cock...this is my cousin Ann" he began introducing his monster
..."she dreamed of you for a long long time" he kept saying.
"Ann, this is your cousin Andy's cock. You are hereby instructed to give
lots of tender loving care to it..."
I closed my eyes as my cousin approached me to kiss me. He pulled me to him.
His over 6' frame and strength made me moan right before his mouth trenched
with mine. He embraced me as his cock found its way in between my thighs. I
rejoiced on the feeling of his hardness and size.
"Do you know..." he said "that I noticed your juice stain...and that you are
not wearing panties ...at all Ann?"
"God you're firm" he said as I ate his face.
"Oh Andy!" I finally said, "you're adorable...you are the hunk I always dreamed
of....too bad I couldn't marry you" I managed to add.
"Aren't you aware that I'm married and that I'm supposed to take care of
you....as always?" I said.
As he began licking my chin, he said "well cous'n, I always wanted to do an
older woman no matter who she was....it just happened to be you"
"But I'm your first-line cousin...and I'm 3 years older than you..." I said.
Andy ignored me as he began rolling down my nylon windbreaker zipper, fondling
my breats with his hand. He made me moan the second he clasped my nipple in
between his fingers....
I pushed him into the sofa.
"Do you want to see what you missed back then huh?" I teased.
"Oh yes, Ann, please, let me see!!!" he almost yelled in anticipation.
I turned my back on him, rose my upper piece to midback. At once, I lowered my
pant to mid-thighs, uninhibited at all, and curved my butt out, to his face.
I heard him breath in, noisely, like aspiring my scents. I always had the
feeling Andy was that type of dirty guy. This feeling confirmed when he opened
my crease and began licking my asshole. I advanced towards his face, ramming my
whole naked butt on it. Andy's tongue began rapidly to rim my asshole as he
opened my cheeks with both hands, like wanting to eat me. His tongue darted in
and out of my asshole. After each thrust, his tongue would remain motionless
all the way inside while he, successfully I might add, chewed my sphincter,
making me moan and yell.
His finger began fondling my pussy lips and entering in and out with very fast
motions.....
As I was about to cum, I heard noises from the kitchen.
Terribly affraid, I pulled my pants up and zipped my jacket. Andy stood up and
ran to the bath to wash his face.
I walked out to find aunt Leiah walking towards the room where her son was
tongue fucking his cousin just seconds ago. Thanks heaven for the noise she
made!!!!!
"Kids it's late!" she said. "Don't tell me you and Andy have a lot to talk
about" she added.
I prayed she wouldn't notice my running cunt. I was a wet mess!.
"Indeed we do, aunt" I managed to say, trying to keep her from entering the
room, giving Andy plenty of time to rid of my ass smell from his face.
I felt the deepest frustration in my life at this point. I kissed her in the
cheek and went to bed wondering how would my hot cousin Andy fare.....
Do you think I could sleep? I finger fucked myself some two hours...dreaming of
tomorrow...when I could gobble aunt Leiah's son's cock!
Early Saturday morning, I fixed breakfast for my aunt, cousin, and kids. Her
flight was to depart at around 10 am. I made my plan immediately, and let aunt
Leiah know part of it...right in front of Andy:
"I'm going to take Andy to Gold's Gym, and have him enjoy the place later this
afternoon. I'll stash the kids with some friends and pick them up on the way
back. We should be here at around 7 or 8 tops".
As I spoke, I winked an eye at Andy. He just smiled back to me.
When we got off the table, aunt Leiah announced she was going to her room to
pack a few things. Andy followed her but came back quickly.
As I was searching for Laura's phone, Andy grabbed my shoulders and kissed my
cheek as his hand began fondling my pussy....I just deepbreathed and moaned
quietly.
"Laura, this is Ann..." the conversation began. Andy kept fondling my breasts
and hair as I could hardly speak. I wanted him to hear the plan.
"...yes, yes, dear, I kept saying. I'll take my aunt and Andy over to the
movies , you know, it's been a long time, and probably some late
dinner......Duncan is not here so I figured...." I kept saying as my hot cousin
slided his hand under my sweat pants. His cool hand made me quiver and wet, as
his finger ran down my crease and began rimming my asshole.
Fortunately, Laura was talking when my cousin's fingered entered my ass, making
me jump a little at the time it also made me open up. I had to fake a sneeze as
Andy's finger'length reached it's limit and his fist pushed up my cheeks.....I
was praying Laura would hang up soon...she did.....the earpiece fell on my
shoulder and secured it with my head to lower my pants and let Andy commit his
task.
I began dancing my naked butt around with Andy's finger stuck in my
intestine....
"does that make you happy?" I inquired....
Andy just moaned in response.
I began turning around. His finger began slipping out my asshole....
Our mouths fused in a long, passionate kiss. I didn't rose my pants, so he
clenched my cheeks as he kissed me.
Aunt Leiah's noise was a close call. She must have been a few feet away. With
the speed of light, I rose my pant, but left my panty at mid-thigh. As she
entered the kitchen, she found us dangerously close, face to face.
I quickly thought of something and said...
"Let me see that again, Andy". He quickly approached, pretending to ignore his
mother, as I took both my hands to his forehead's pimple.
"Oh don't do that dear!" aunt Leiah said, "if you squash that pimple it'll mark
my boy's beautiful face" she said, obviously aware of my cousin's pimple.
"Well, I guess it's time to go" I said.
We dropped the kids first at Laura's, then headed for the airport. Andy begged
me to drive my Cadillac Seville, so I turned the car to him, against aunt
Leiah's complaints.
I directed Andy to I-5 and heard all kinds of ravings about the car's engine,
power, etc.. Once the car was forgotten, Aunt Leiah began giving me some
instructions about Andy's admission to the rehab center. Frankly, I ignored all
her remarks and advise. I had already talked to the manager and arranged Andy's
entrance for next Tuesday.
Since my cousin and aunt are very attached, I though that there was going to be
a crying game at the terminal. She sobbed and said how sorry she was for doing
this, but Andy acted as if that was a strange lady leaving him behind, not his
mother.
I kissed and embraced aunt Leiah right after Andy. She turned around and walked
towards the waiting TWA plane.
Once the gate closed, Andy grabbed my hand and began walking to the parking
lot. Before entering the car, Andy kissed me, really wanting to fuck me right
there. I begged him to stop. There were many people around, and someone may
know me.
At around noon, I talked Andy in forgetting the passion a little bit, and that
there might be places he wanted to see.
We went to a restaurant (The Salad Bar), and had a light lunch, then spent the
whole afternoon driving around the actors homes and museums. It was really a
great time.
By around 5, we headed back home to grab our things and go to Golds Gym.
Somehow, I managed to keep Andy off my body.
We seemed like normal cousins. When I introduced Andy at the Gym, he quickly
found his way around. He is, or was, in great physical shape.
Some hour and a half later, once I had finished my routine, I went searching
for Andy. I found him all sweaty after a great workout. I told him to get
showered and ready. He spent some time in the jacuzzy and steam room, and came
out looking super duper some thirty minutes later. His day-old beard made my
twat melt!.
Too bad the place was crowded. Otherwise, I may had bent the jacuzzy and steam
room's male/female rules a little..guaranteed!.
It was around 7 or 7:30 that Saturday evening. I turned the Seville over to
Andy, and shamed on the console between the seats: it was so uncomfortable I
had to remain sat where I was supposed to.
I directed Andy to the local sightseein hill that overviewed part of the city.
Once we were ascending and I was certain Andy wouldn't get us lost, I took my
left hand to his crotch. His cock easily outforced the restrain of my husband's
running pants Andy was now wearing. At that point, I was determined to feel
Andy's smooth erection in my hands...it was incredible, but only my cousin had
played my intimate parts, not the other way around. To that moment, Andy had
already eaten my pussy and finger fucked my asshole...All I had had of him was
his mouth....and an eyeful of his huge cock.
As I smiled at him, I kissed his cheek trying to keep his a ttention in the
road, while my hand finally came in touch with his hot, huge, and veiny cock,
that I intensely caressed. His precum came off almost instantly. He took my
hand out, kissed it and licked his own precum out.
As soon as we parked and saw very little cars around, we were both delighted by
the city's sight.
I didn't let him speak. I managed to tilt the Seville's sterring wheel up and
crawled on his lap, facing him. We embraced tight and kissed. Andy practically
ate my face out. The wheel bothered my lower back, so he tilted the seat back
and pushed himself rear. That made things a lot easier.
We just kissed and moaned. Andy removed my sweatshirt, leaving my breasts for
the world to see...but I couldn't care less!.
After some more minutes of hot kissing and tongueing each other's face, my
cousin managed to get rid of my pants...when I least expected, I was butt
naked, seating behind the wheel of my car, being shown to the world and
devoured by my cousin Andy.
The windows of my Seville were not tinted at all. I looked around, but other
couples were too busy to pay attention to my nakedness. Fortunately, a truck
that could have a clear view was too far away.
I personally lowered my husband's pants Andy was wearing to his ankles, and
dove right at the huge cock awaiting to be sucked and worshiped. I licked
Andy's uncut cock, dribbling my tongue underneath his cockskin, zipping all of
his precum.
Not bothering to look at his face, as I usually do, I engulfed my cousin's huge
and precious cock. It took me forever to swallow its greatness, but I put my
best effort in giving Andy the head of his life!.
I didn't know how long could my hot cousin Andy hold, but his cock was so huge,
tasty, hard yet smooth, I rejoiced on bitting it and making him jerk, bobbing
at it fast and slow, deepthroating it, never letting it out my mouth an
instant....aware of my nakedness and at the risk of being watched or caught by
a total stranger....but this was Andy...Oh!, the beloved first-line relative I
was hot for so many years. His moans caressed my ears...his clean, heavily
salivated cock was the best treat for me, for a long time......I knew he was
having his dream cum true as well.....he fondled my naked butt unable to reach
my cunt...but I didn't really needed his finger to fuck my pussy...the feeling
of his huge cock in my mouth was enough....
Some minutes later, his precum was more abundant than my saliva. His shaft
began getting thicker and harder; his hand pushed my mouth to swallow his
entire cock...I'm glad he did that....he pushed and twisted my head around his
cock, my lips twisted around the smooth piece of meat, pretty much like an old
orange juice extractor....
Andy's moanings became more intense. His cock got hot enough to feel the
temperature in my mouth...he then let go my head and yelled, as a huge wad of
cum spourted inside my mouth. I rejoiced at its great taste. Andy's
contractions dispensed more and more....my cousin was days-loaded....flooding
my mouth with his hot and thick cockjuice.
Andy's cum was tottally devoured by me. I didn't gagg or spit: I took it all,
and it was like a gallon!.
I didn't let Andy's cock out my mouth until I began to feel it get flacid,
having the opportunity to suck off any juices he had left.
I finally rose, and he kissed me once fulfilled his long lost fantasy of
fucking his hot cousin Ann Helen.
I remained naked in my seat. Andy began joking about flicking the light on.
When he saw I was not nervoust at all, he flicked the dome light on and pulled
me into his arms......I was surely seen, butt naked kissing my beloved cousin
by more than one.
He turned off the light and started the engine. We drove home. I was praying he
could reload fast.
The night we spent together confirmed that great manhood runs in the family: I
rode his cock all night, felt it all the way in my intestine, cum in my mouth
several times, showered together, fucked my ass while standing.....dipped his
cock in white wine and gave it to me to suck...until Laura called just to
remind me I had three kids of mine at her house.......well....
It was around 5 pm that Sunday when we went to pick my kids up. And, guess
what? It was a super doggie-fucking session that very same evening when the
kids fell asleep.
On Monday, when I was supposed to drive him to the rehab center, we fucked and
sucked all day long, that is, while we had the house to ourselves. My maid
called sick. Everything was perfect.
We couldn't sleep together anymore, since Saturday, then again, we have this
great studio, living room...well, you know, the basics!.
What we went through was adequate for sex maniacs, certainly fulfilling each
other's fantasies, and too extensive to write....but it's like riveted to my
mind......my hot cousin Andy...first-line relative, the only son of my mother's
sister...and three years younger than me......
As Andy was finally registered at the center, I felt somewhat realxed, pretty
much when a maniac gets off your life, hoping and praying he'd keep his mouth
shut.
Andy successfully recovered. When aunt Leiah knew he due out, she came to
Reseda to retrieve her kid.
Andy behaved different towards me, and we never exchanged a single comment
about that hot, unforgettable long weekend. Of course, my husband was around
too!.
We pretty much filled each other's expectations. Mine was a great cunt and his
was a great cock I'll never forget. We haven't fucked again. I felt like
one-night stand again. Same thing happened with Roger...except 11 years later!.
Andy moved to Florida and got married unexpectedly. Nobody attended the wedding
and I don't know how Ashley looks like, All I know is her name. I wish I could
have gone and been at the ceremony....and look at his face and make him remember
that night at the hill...or when he chased me naked around my house....and tell
him his cock tasted even better in white wine.......
"The hots, you know, the ...HOTS" he said emphatically moving his hands....his
bulge began to swell.