Author: Tod Naturlich
Title: Cousins
Part: 10
Summary: Your family goes every Sunday to your grandparent's house, a boring 
endeavor until your little cousins show you there are more things to do. The 
problem now is you can't stop.
Keywords: mf gi 1st cons inc cous impreg
Language: English


===== Cousins =====

*** Parents ***


You weren't expecting a trip to your aunt Patricia in the middle of the week, 
but your mom told you she had to talk to her and wanted you to keep Rodri busy 
so they could chat. As weird as this was, since your mom always spent hours 
talking to her sister on the phone, you decided to just go ahead and enjoy 
playing with your young cousin for a while, it would at least distract you from 
all the troublesome thought you had about your *other* cousins.

Of course, thing didn't go as planned. turned out your aunt had sent her son to 
stay with his father, since she *needed* some pace and quiet, and so they just 
sat you in front of the TV and proceeded to whisper away in the kitchen. It 
might have been a blessing in disguise, for soon you found yourself asleep, the 
mental exhaustion catching up with you.

"... boyfriend?"

"She denies it, but what else can I think? I honestly though she was just going 
through a phase, that she was smarter than this."

The voices of your mom and aunt awoke you, apparently after you went to sleep 
they feel they didn't need to keep quiet.

"What are you gonna do?"

"What else...? We already have an appointment but... Diane's being stubborn... 
not that she wants to keep it, it's just... I don't understand her... first she 
denies it's even possible, and then she refuses to tell me how it happened."

"How far along is she?"

"The doctor said about ten weeks... a small blessing, I'm just happy we 
discovered it so soon."

You had attempted to go back to sleep, but now their chat had your full 
attention. You might not be the brightest bulb, but you could infer they were 
talking about Diane, and from the context there was something wrong with her... 
something you didn't want to think about.

"... leaving them alone?" your aunt asked, you had missed part of the 
conversation while thinking.

"They are asleep, and you *need* a massage," insisted your mom, and your could 
hear her almost dragging your aunt out the door, after quickly checking that 
you apparently remain asleep. If your mom took your aunt to her usual place for 
massages, then you knew they would be long for several hours, and after hearing 
all that you just could not go back to sleep.

Once you were sure they were gone, you quickly went upstairs and made a beeline 
for your cousin's room. The door was open and you found Diane lying on her bed 
under the covers. You were about to go back when her eyes opened and she looked 
straight at you, her face unchanging.

"So you know, right?" she asked, scooting over and patting her bed so you could 
sit.

"Know...?" you replied sitting down, not sure where she was going.

She took your hand in hers, and without warning pressed your palm over her 
belly. "There's a baby growing here," she told you, a half smile on her lips. 
you just looked at where your hand was over the covers, you couldn't see or 
feel anything other than the slight warmth of her body seeping through the 
sheets.

"So... you and your boyfriend...?"

The smile left her face, and she pushed your hand away. "No!" she said, a frown 
forming as she sat up on the bed, "my... boyfriend haven't... we haven't... 
it's yours, you jerk!"

That fear had been on the back of your mind ever since you heard your mom and 
aunt talking, but you felt like Diane punched you in the gut when she said it. 
Suddenly you couldn't breath, you felt like your heart was gonna run out of 
your chest and even through the tears you saw like a tunnel was closing on your 
vision.

And then you felt Diane's arms around you, hugging you while she also cried. 
"I'm sorry. I didn't mean..."

It took you a while to hug her back, and even longer before your throat could 
utter the words you had to say. "S... sorry," you managed to utter, and it felt 
undeserving and void, just like you.

You were not sure how long you hugged there, both saying sorry while the tears 
flowed. Eventually you just cried in silence, and little by little you found 
the knot in your gut was softening, the unbearable feelings resolving into a 
deep sense of guilt, but also the determination to help, even if you were 
useless.

"What... what are you... gonna do?" you managed to ask at last. Diane had 
stopped crying a while ago, even as your own tears kept going, and now she was 
hugging you in an almost motherly fashion, like you were the one that needed it.

You felt her body tensed at your question. "Mom already got me an 
appointment... to..." she tightened her hold on you, "I *can't* have a baby! 
I'm not ready to be a mom! Sorry!"

And with that her tears came back, and now it was your turn to hug and comfort 
her. The guilt in your stomach threatened to reduce you to tears once more, but 
you held on, it was all your fault, you didn't know how to help your cousin, 
all you wanted was to run away, but you couldn't leave her crying like that. 
"Please don't cry," you selfishly begged, "I'm sorry."

Diane lifted her eyes to you. "But... it's *your* baby... aren't you mad I'm 
gonna..." she made long pause, just looking at you, "... abort it?" she 
finished in a whisper.

You already knew, even if nobody had said so, and hearing it from her brought a 
new wave of emotions over you. The weight in your stomach seemed to lessen, as 
hope that what you've done could be fixed, and something else woke inside you, 
the desire to protect Diane, to reassure her it was gonna be Ok.

"No! I'm not mad! I'm happy---" you answered, cutting off when you realized how 
selfish that sounded.

To your surprise Diane started laughing in your arms, one of her many careless 
laughters, interrupted only by the sobs as she took air.

"I'm happy too," she told you as she let go, wiping her eyes, she was actually 
smiling at you, and just that helped relieve a lot of stress, "I'm sorry I 
dumped this on you," she continued, "I was just afraid you... you would want me 
to... keep it," she said, her smile wavering a bit at that.

"No... I... well, unless you want to?" you asked, almost afraid of her answer.

She laughed again, a healthier laughter this time, she was laughing at you, and 
while that would usually embarrass you, this time it was like a breath of fresh 
air.

"I actually thought about it," she admitted, moving her hands over her belly. 
You hadn't noticed when the covers slip off her, but not you could see she was 
only wearing a big shirt, in fact, was it the same shirt she wore when you... 
"but I'm not ready to be a mom," she continued, "perhaps in a couple years," 
she looked up at you, and her smile turned devious, "perhaps then, if mom still 
doesn't let me near a boy, you could help me?"

You tried to laugh it off without much success. Even amidst the emotional 
turmoil you were facing, you could feel your member growing at her proposal.

You sat there, looking at each other for a while, apparently neither knowing 
what else to say. At least it seemed your cousin didn't hate you, even if you 
had made her pregnant, and soon even that would be in the past. Yet the guilt 
didn't leave you, now not directed at what you had done, but at the relief you 
felt at not having to take responsibility. You were really the worst, happy to 
abuse your cousins for your pleasure, not thinking of what you were doing to 
them, and ready to continue doing so as long as it was not a problem for you.

"Is there something," you started, trying to keep your eyes on her face, "I can 
do to help you?" you asked, not really knowing what else to do, "maybe after... 
I can come and take care of you?"

Diane smiled at your awkward question. "And how exactly do you plan to *take 
care* of me?" she said, pretending to be serious, "do you want to give me 
another to replace this one?" she asked, pointing to her belly.

You could feel cold sweat dripping down your face. "N... no, that's not---" you 
tried to say, even as your penis grows at the prospect of getting inside her.

"I'm only teasing you," laughs Diane, "you're way too easy," she leaned back on 
the bed, and you noticed how her shirt had ride up, exposing her panties. 
Apparently she also noticed, for she continued, "wanna touch it?" she asked, 
lifting her shirt so her belly was exposed, and your mind finally processed 
that she was referring to her belly, not her pussy.

You nodded and, almost trembling, placed your hand on her naked belly. You were 
not sure if it was just your imagination, the posture she was in or if there 
really was a slight bump there.

"Press harder," Diane instructed you, "you can feel a ball in there," she said 
as her hand went over yous, applying a lot of pressure and forcing your hand to 
sink into her belly. You could feel the warmth of her skin, but really didn't 
feel anything you could call a *ball*, "that's our baby," she finally said, her 
hand still holding yours over her belly.

You had always admire her ability to talk about everything, to take her life in 
her own hands and never be afraid, and to joke about whatever happened to her, 
good or bad; but you were not sure if she was joking with you right then, or if 
her words had a deeper meaning. Not wanting to make things worse, you just 
remained quiet, your hand and eyes focused on her midsection, where apparently 
your baby was growing.

"Actually, there's something you can do for me," spoke Diane, letting go of 
your hand. You turned to her, and found her face weirdly red, "I... I don't 
want the doctor to... I mean, I don't want to lose my virginity to a machine 
and..."

You swallowed, your eyes darting to her panties-covered groin, could she be 
saying what you're thinking. "Huh?"

"I mean, I would like to do it with my boyfriend," she continued, and you could 
see her trying to make a joke out of it, "but with mom watching me like a hawk 
I'll probably won't have a boyfriend until I'm, like, 40," she said, "so it's 
either you... or Rodri," she joked, "and I don't want that pest anywhere near 
my... pussy," she finished.

"So you want me to...?" you asked, pointing at her groin. By now your penis was 
completely erect, and most of the guilt that consumed you was being replaced by 
excitement at the prospect of fucking your cousin.

"Well, you already made me pregnant," said Diane with a grin, "the least you 
can do is actually give me the full package, don't you think?" she said as she 
leaned towards you, her hands going under your shirt, her soft touch giving you 
goosebumps, "besides, it would be bad if the doctor refused to do the... thing, 
if he thought I was carrying the second coming of Christ or something."

You still weren't sure how to feel about what was happening. Crying on her 
shoulder earlier had helped, but still it was just too much to process in such 
short time. It didn't occurred to you that Diane had been able to think about 
this for weeks, and for her this was some kind of closure. To you it all was 
crazy, but your cousin was right there, caressing your sides, clearly wanting 
to have sex with you, and your mind decided it was easier to focus on that and 
ignore the rest.

Without further thought, you leaned forward and joined your lips to hers, as 
your hands moved to caress her body under her shirt. Unlike the first kiss you 
shared all those months ago, this one was much more forceful, with her mouth 
opening to allow your tongue in as you both tried to lift your shirts. The kiss 
was quick, anything lasting too long would give you time to think about what 
you were doing, and you didn't want that, you just wanted to fuck her.

With almost desperation you stood up, tearing the shirt from your body and 
proceeding to fight with your pants, shoes and boxers. Diane had also removed 
her shirt and panties, and was waiting for you on the bed, her legs open and a 
hand caressing her groin.

Your sight focused on her breasts, they were definitely bigger than last time, 
you wondered if they would have milk already, but then forced your thoughts 
elsewhere. Her hips were also bigger, she looked much more grown up than that 
first time, but the crack between her legs still looked the same.

Hers was the first pussy you had seen, the first pussy you had licked, the 
first pussy your cock had touched, *the fist pussy you had impregnated*, but 
curiously not the first one you had deflowered. That would change now. You 
would plunge your penis there, rob her of her virginity and...

You got on the bed, advancing on your cousin with a single objective in mind. 
Your member was hard, and you were ready to just direct it to her groin and get 
on with things. Her pussy still only had a scare fuzz of hair over it, her lips 
as chaste as you remembered them, with the hood of her clit just above them.

"Wait," Diane stopped you, forcing your sight up to her face, "can you... kiss 
it... like before?" she asked, her face blushing, "I don't want it to hurt."

You nodded, her request forcing a bit of sense into your confused state. Still, 
all you had to do was obey her, as long as you did what she asked and didn't 
think for yourself things would be fine. You dropped on the bed, crawling the 
last of the distance until her privates were in front of your eyes. It was a 
lovely sight, one you had dream about almost every night after first seeing it, 
but it was the smell that really brought you back, that musky scent that was 
both too strong and incredibly enticing. Your tongue made the first pass almost 
without you noticing, and more memories surfaced as the taste reminded you the 
first time you had done this. Back then you thought that would be the end of 
it, Diane had said she didn't wanted more than *playing around*; and yet you 
had ended up impregnating her...

Diane's moans of pleasure managed to snap you out of your memories, and a hand 
pressing lightly on your head encourage you to continue lapping at her. Knowing 
she was feeling good, compounded with your growing excitement at tasting her 
once more, made it easier to stop thinking and just enjoy being able to explore 
her wonderful peach with your tongue.

Last time you had done this you had only porn to rely on, but after 
experimenting with your younger cousins you began to learn how to tell when you 
were doing something good, just by how Diane's moans intensified when you 
nibbled on her clit, or how her hand would push you up if your tongue tried to 
press too hard on the center of her vulva.

It also helped that Diane was very vocal about it, with her moans interrupted 
by comments of "Yes! do that more!", "No, go back up," and, "Wait, that's 
tender," that both really helped and somehow made it even more sexy to eat her 
out. "Just a bit more, lick my clit... just my clit," she asked, her hand 
pressing your head into her crotch. You obeyed, closing your lips around her 
hard nub and sucking with force. Not ten seconds after this, Diane's hips 
started shaking while her moans turned to cries of pleasure and your tongue was 
rewarded by even more of her delicious fluid, "Enough... too tender..." she 
gasped, pushing your head away even as her body kept trembling.

By now any guilt or doubts you had were buried beneath your lust, so as soon as 
her hands let you, you started moving up her body, kissing and nibbling on her 
mons, belly and navel. The thought that your baby was growing just where you 
were kissing her entered your mind, but in the haze of your excitement it only 
served to further pushed you on, instead of sending you into another guilty 
loop.

Your next stop were her breasts. They really were bigger, still small compared 
to a grown woman, but now they filled your hands, they were soft, and the 
nipples were hard and pointy.

"Careful," she said as your hands squeezed her boobs, "those are tender ever 
since..." she added, her sight going down.

"Got milk?" you asked with a smile, the ever-present adds entering your mind at 
the worst time, but Diane just smiled.

"I don't think so... wanna try?"

She didn't had to ask twice, letting go of her right boob, you quickly place 
your mouth over her hard nipple and began to suck, marveling at how good and 
natural that felt, like you had been made to do that.

"Slow... it's tender," asked Diane between moans, but you could feel her other 
hand moving to her left breast and mimic your actions.

You licked her nipple before sucking once more, being careful not to harm her. 
Nothing came out, except Diane's continuous moans and words of approval, but 
even then it felt so *right* to be doing that, you almost preferred it to 
licking her pussy... almost.

With your mouth still locked onto her breast, the rest of your body kept 
advancing, your hard member looking her groin to finally complete the deed you 
had started months ago and claim your cousin's virginity. Diane jumped when the 
tip of your cock finally made contact with her inner thighs and she pushed you 
away before you could reach her pussy.

"Wait, I want to see," she told you, her breathing ragged. She pushed you and 
made you lay on your back on the bed, your erection standing proudly up. She 
crawled over you, but instead of mounting you like you expected, she just moved 
closer to your member, "so *this* is the thing that made me pregnant," she 
said, her hand gently caressing your shaft, "I wanted to see it again ever 
since that time," she continued, her fingers tracing the outline of your cock 
and forcing a moan out of you, "that time it was all so fast that I really 
couldn't see it," she said, moving down to your balls and gently grabbing them, 
"you're not gonna shoot before I get it inside me again, right?" she asked.

You shook your head emphatically. If there was one good thing about all the sex 
and masturbation you had done lately was that you knew much better how far away 
you were from orgasm, and even if your cock twitched as her hands caress it and 
your hips wanted to start rocking, you knew you could last quite a bit.

"Good," smiled Diane, finally straddling you so her lovely pussy was right on 
top of your cock. Her hand kept holding your member, aligning it to her wet 
groin, and slowly she began to lower herself. You felt like she was taking 
forever, until finally the tip of your cock made contact with her warm and wet 
pussy. Diane paused her descent, her hand moving your cock back and forth, 
rubbing it on the outside of her pussy while her other hand moved over her clit 
and gently parted her lips, giving you a good look at her pink interior and 
what you assumed was the entrance to her vagina.

She aligned you tip to her entrance and descended a bit more. She was hot and 
wet and felt wonderful on your glans. All the while you were moaning and trying 
not to move your hips, even if all you wanted was to plunge inside her. You 
felt her hole began to surround your tip, warm, wet and so very tight, but 
Diane stopped with a little jump. You saw a frown on her face and assumed you 
had reached her hymen.

"Should I do it fast or go slow?" she asked, clearly afraid of the pain.

"Slow?" you answer after a bit, remembering how Aura and Ann has cried out when 
you stole their purity and bust their cherries. You didn't wanted to hurt Diane 
as well, even if the prof of your selfishness was right now growing inside her.

Diane nodded and started rocking her hips, gently moving your cock against her 
entrance while you both moaned in pleasure. One hand kept your erection in 
place, not allowing you to advance or retreat, while her other hand had moved 
back to her clit and was rubbing it with insistence. Feeling her opening moving 
around your glans was delicious, and little by little you could feel more of 
your penis gaining entrance, even as you both worked your way to orgasm.

Diane stopped moving a couple times as your penis slowly entered her, each time 
giving out a whimper mixed with her moans. In those pauses she would really go 
to town on her clit, rubbing it forcefully until whatever pain passed and she 
would then start rocking her hips and allowing your cock further entrance.

It felt like an eternity as your cousin slowly lowered herself on your 
erection, Once the tip was in, you had to close you eyes, as the tightness of 
her pussy was threatening a repeat of your last encounter. Thankfully, the 
moment your eyes were closed, images of Diane crying as she blamed you for 
making her pregnant came back, setting back your climax and reinforcing your 
desire to make things right.

"Wow, that feels... weird," said Diane, making you open you eyes. Without you 
noticing your cock had disappear completely inside your cousin's tight pussy. 
She was sitting on you, your penis completely hidden inside her body, and only 
a slight smear of red around her lips conveyed that yes, you had just taken her 
virginity, "I can feel you all the way inside," she added, her hand pressing on 
her belly, and giving your cock a nice massage, "does it feels good inside me?"

You just nodded, unable to say a thing. It *did* feel great inside her. She was 
so hot and tight and her pussy was hugging you so nicely.

"Consider losing your virginity your punishment for making me pregnant," she 
announced with a smirk as she began to rock her hips, giving your cock a 
wonderful massage. It would have been better if her last comment hadn't 
reminded you of your previous exploits with your younger cousins. A new weight 
pressed on your soul as you realized Diane thought this was also your first 
time, "Are you gonna shot inside me?" she asked, her hips moving a bit more as 
her hand once more went to caress her clit.

"Uh-huh," you simply replied. The way her hips were moving was extremely sexy. 
For once it wasn't you fucking a girl, but she fucking you, you didn't even had 
to move in order to feel good, and seeing the body of your cousin over you was 
really exciting.

She bent down over you and gave you another kiss. A much more tender kiss than 
the one you started with, but somehow more meaningful. Her tongue played with 
your lips, but didn't enter, and you could only moan in her mouth as the change 
in position made your cock twitch in her tight chamber.

"I want you to do something else for me before you cum," she whispered into 
your ear. You couldn't see her face, but she sounded bashful, almost ashamed.

"Mh-hmm, what?" you asked.

"I want you to pretend I'm not pregnant, that our previous... thing, didn't 
happen," she said into your ear as her hips moved a bit faster and her 
breathing also grew ragged, "and I want you to tell me that you want to make me 
pregnant, that you want to put your baby in me and make my belly big," she 
said, a big moan escaping her lips as her pussy contracted around your member, 
"can you do that?"

You weren't sure why she was asking that, it was weird and scary and it made 
all your fears and guilts came back to you, but if she wanted it, you had to do 
it, after all you've done to her, you were willing to to do whatever she asked.

"I... I want to make you... pregnant?" you said, the last word forcing it's way 
out your lips more like a question, like saying it would mark you as the 
scumbag you knew you were.

"Not like that," complained Diane, sitting back up. The tight embrace of her 
pussy hugging your erection. She looked so sexy standing over you, her groin 
pressed against you, opened around your cock, both your member and your baby 
inside her flat belly, her lovely hips gently rocking back and forth, her 
swollen breasts bouncing slightly with the motion, and her face filled with 
emotion looking down at you. It was enough to make you forget your doubts as 
your own hips began to move, "say it like you mean it, make me believe it, 
please," she asked.

"I..." what could you say, "I want to..." you didn't *really* want her 
pregnant, did you? Why was she asking you that? But she already was, you had 
already damaged her, so what did it matter what you wanted, "I'm gonna shoot my 
cum inside you," you finally said, "I'm gonna fill your pussy with my cum and 
put a baby inside you," you added, pushing with your hips as Diane moaned and 
dropped herself back on you.

"Yes, just like that," she said as she moved faster, "are you gonna fill my 
womb and make my belly swell?" she asked into your shoulder between moans.

"Yes, you're gonna get fat with my baby," you said, trying to understand why 
she was making you say this, and why suddenly you also wanted it to be true, 
"your boobs are gonna fill with milk for my baby," you added, feeling her hard 
nipples rubbing your chest.

"You don't care that we're cousins, right? or that I'll have to leave school to 
take care of your baby?" she asked, her movements erratic as her hips danced 
around your cock, begging you to shot your load, "You just took my virginity 
and now you're gonna fill my virgin womb with your cum... you're gonna turn me 
into a mother and I can do nothing to stop you!" she cried, her whole body 
growing rigid on top of you as she started moaning in your ear while her pussy 
milked your cock like it had a life of it's own.

You found yourself hugging her, pressing her to you as your cock also jumped 
inside her, your balls sending spurt after spurt of sperm deep into her newly 
deflowered pussy, bathing her womb and the baby growing inside with your 
life-giving essence.

"Thank you, thank you," said Diane in your ear once her orgasm passed, and then 
started crying once more, her arms and legs hugging you. You tried to move, but 
she stopped you, "No, please, just stay inside me, please," she begged between 
tears, so you stopped. Your penis was quickly getting soft, but her pussy was 
so tight it held it inside her.