COUSIN JACQUELINE

by Standby

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WARNING!

This  story  contains  explicitly  described  sexual  acts  of  a
heterosexual, _incestuous_,  and  non-violent  nature.   If  this
doesn't turn you on or offends you,  STOP  RIGHT  NOW.   Read  no
further.  Exercise your right to NOT LOOK.

INTRODUCTION

        Instead of my standard disclaimer, I'm going to put in  a
little  introduction.   The  "story"  you're going to read is not
quite fictional.  Instead, it's a vaguely embellished version  of
something that happened last summer.  Names have been changed for
reasons which will become obvious, if they aren't  already.   Any
particular  obvious  giveaways  have  been changed.  Some details
were invented, because I can't quite remember them.  However, the
gist  of  the  "story" is true, and describes the beginning of an
ongoing sexual relationship I have with one of my  cousins.   I'm
posting  it  here  because I think it makes a good story and I've
been stuck on part 7 of "Sheryl" for  a  long  time.    Also  I'm
pretty  damned  sure that nobody else in the family has access to
the net, and that I'm anonymous in any case.

I

        I've had the hots for my first cousin  Jacqueline  for  a
fair  number of years now, at least since junior high school when
I was a horny bastard and had the hots for anything  female  that
was  halfway  cute.   Being  the  average  horny female, she felt
pretty much the same way about things  male,  but  we  never  did
anything  much  more  than  a  little touchy-feely on a dare at a
party, and once, when we were completely stoned,  we  masturbated
in front of each other.

        Jaq was cute then, and she's cuter now, to say nothing of
having  a  much  more  interesting body.  Back than, she was your
average little dark-haired kid.  Now, she's a fairly sexy  woman.
She's  just  about  my  height,  and has a long mass of very dark
hair.  Her tits are average to large, her ass in nice and curved,
and  she's  basically  very  nicely  put  together,  if  a little
overweight in spots.  We're roughly the same age...she  was  born
in December, and I was born in the following February.  We look a
lot alike, too.   People  can  tell  we're  related  right  away,
although they usually think we're brother and sister, rather than
cousins.

        Both  of  us  work  here  in  New  York  City,   and   we
occasionally  meet  for  a  drink  or  dinner or something.  Last
summer, we met for dinner after work one Friday.  Both of us were
dressed for work, which in my case was jeans and a tee shirt, and
in her case was a suit with a skirt  that  cut  off  around  mid-
thigh, and a sheer, almost translucent blouse.  Since the weather
was kind of warm, she carried the jacket, so I at  least  got  to
enjoy  the  sight of her tits jiggling around in her clothes.  We
spent so much time at dinner that I missed the last regular train
out  of  Penn,  so  I went with her back to her apartment to hang
out, since the next train home didn't leave for two hours or  so.
When  we  got there, Jaq pulled out a bottle of wine and a baggie
and said, "I'll pour if you roll."

        "Shit...been a long time since we  smoked  together,  but
I'll  see  if  I  can  remember  how  to."   I smiled a little at
her...we used to sneak off at family gatherings  and  get  stoned
all  the  time  when we were younger, and we still party together
during the annual "Cousins Day Summer Bash" I  throw  out  at  my
place  on  Long  Island.  Jaq had gotten some seriously good weed
this time.  I could smell the sweet scent  of  quality  pot  even
before I opened the baggie up.

        "Can you grab the corkscrew?  It's in the cabinet next to
the stove."

        "This one?" I asked, bending down.

        "Yeah...should be hanging on a little hook on the door."

        I opened the cabinet.  It was full of general pantry sort
of  stuff  like  cereal,  rice,  olive  oil,  vinegar,  and, most
importantly, the desired corkscrew.  I pulled it off the hook and
handed it to her.

        "Thanks."  She began to open the wine.   "You  know,  you
could at least shut the damn cabinet."

        "Yeah, yeah, yeah," I said, getting back to  rolling  the
weed,  "in  a  minute, in a minute.  It's not going anywhere."  I
made two nice, thick, tight ones and grabbed a saucer out of  the
dish drain to use as an ashtray.  "Got a lighter?"

        "Second drawer on the left."  Jacqueline poured  out  two
glasses of wine.

        So we were sitting there, getting nicely  buzzed  on  the
wine  and the pot, and just chatting about life, the universe and
everything.  The pot was every bit as good as it had smelled  and
pretty  damned  potent.   As  is usual when I party with a pretty
girl, I got horny.  I was sneaking looks up her skirt, and trying
(not  very successfully) to conceal a raging hardon by holding my
hands directly over it.  Of course, this led to pressure  on  it,
which  led  to more horniness.  Jaq was also feeling the effects,
because she kept crossing and uncrossing her legs, which kept her
skirt  creeping  up  her  thigh, which just made me even hornier,
which made her hornier, in a very positive feedback loop.

        A break came when the phone rang.  Jaq got up  to  answer
it,  or,  at any rate, she tried to get up.  Instead, she kind of
slid to the floor.  I went to help her up, which left  the  bulge
in  my  pants  more or less staring her in the face.  As I lifted
her to her feet, it pressed up against her tits  and  ran  slowly
along  her body.  That was the breaking point for me.   As I drew
her to her feet, I  kissed  her  and  pressed  my  body  forward,
pushing my cock into her thigh.

        Jaq started kissing me back, and grinding back.  Clearly,
it had been too much for her, too, and she was just as ready as I
was, blood relative or no.  Her tongue snaked out to join mine in
a  passionate  kiss.   She  reached down with her hands and began
rubbing the bulge in my jeans.  She undid the button  and  pulled
the  zipper down, letting her fingers slip inside my underwear to
wrap around my stiff prick.  It was already oozing  pre-cum,  and
her finger motion wasn't doing anything to stem the flow.

        Her fingers gently stroked the shaft  of  my  cock.   Two
thoughts  were  colliding  in my pot-and-booze-soaked brain.  One
thought was on the order of "Fuck, but this feels good!" and  the
other was "Shithead!  She's your first cousin!"  The feeling good
soon won out, especially when got my pants down and was  able  to
fully  start  jerking me off.   I lifted up her skirt and started
to massage her ass as well as I could.  I like her ass.   It's  a
nice  size,  maybe  a little big, but smooth and well shaped.  We
sank back down to the kitchen floor, our hands busily working  on
each  others  crotches  and  our mouths locked together.  By this
time, I had a finger snuck into her cunt, and she was  vigorously
rubbing my cock.  And then suddenly our mouths were apart and Jaq
was bending down to blow me.

        I leaned back and  enjoyed  the  feeling  of  her  tongue
stroking  up  and down my rod.   She licked the head directly and
then I felt her mouth wrapped around my cock.  She slowly  bobbed
her  head  up and down over my rod, each time taking a good chunk
of my cock into her mouth.  She worked her jaws, letting her lips
and  tongue  and  palate put an marvelous alternating pressure on
the entire shaft.  Her fingers tickled my balls  and  my  asshole
lightly.

        I grasped Jaq by the hair and  began  thrusting  my  cock
into  her mouth, gently at first, but when she kept up on my cock
and asshole,  I  couldn't  really  hold  myself  back.   I  began
actively  trying  to  fuck  her mouth with my cock.  She tried to
pull back, although not very much, but I  grabbed  her  head  and
held  it over my crotch.  I pushed deeply into her mouth, forcing
my prick into her until she had the entire length buried  in  her
face.   I  fucked  more  rapidly,  until  the  cum  that had been
building in my balls since we met for dinner shot  out  into  her
mouth.  I made one last thrust deep into her mouth as spurt after
spurt of hot cream blasted into her.

        Jaq choked and gagged a little, but managed to swallow my
load  without  losing  it entirely.  Finally, I relaxed enough to
withdraw my prick from her face.  She kissed  it  gently,  and  I
opened  my  eyes  to see her, her face covered with sweat and her
mouth rimmed with my  semen and her saliva.  Her lips and  tongue
were gently licking the cum from my cock.

        She made her way back up  to  my  mouth  and  we  started
kissing  again.   It  used to bother me kissing a woman after she
blew me, but I came to realize in college that  my  cum  couldn't
hurt  me any worse than it hurt her.  After I tried eating my own
after jerking off one day, I realized the stuff had little or  no
taste,  other than being vaguely salty, and wasn't too horrid, if
not much of a turn on.

        I went back to playing with her  cunt,  which  was  still
kind  of juicy.   As I diddled with her clit, I gently lay her on
her back, sank down between her legs and pulled her pantyhose and
panties  off  of her.  Then I sank my face into her fur and began
licking her cunt.  I  licked roughly on  her  labia,  letting  my
tongue  slip  into  her slit.  I pursed my lips over her clit and
sucked gently on it.  I began pushing my fingers  up  inside  her
twat.   Jaq  sighed  slightly, and wriggled around my fingers.  I
started moving them more rapidly in and out of  her.   Her  pussy
juices  had  soaked  her  muff, and dripped down her ass onto the
tile.  My entire world was filled with the scent and taste of  my
cousin's  pussy.   I  withdrew  my  fingers from her snatch.  She
protested, but only for a second, only until I began  pushing  my
well-juiced  index  finger  up  into her little, brown back door.
Jaq gasped slightly, but my clit-licking had  her  spreading  her
legs  wide,  and the gentle motion I was using clearly felt good.
But it wasn't really working the way I desired.

        By some  miracle  of  coordination  that  I  can't  quite
explain,  mainly  because  I  don't  remember  it  too clearly, I
managed to grab the olive oil from the cabinet and  get  the  cap
off  it.  I only meant to use a little, just to make it easier to
get my finger up into her ass, but I ended up  basically  soaking
her  entire  crotch, to say nothing of the floor, her ass and her
suit (I ended up buying her a new one to replace that one.)

        Even though I had lubrication to spare at this  point,  I
made  sure  not  to  rush  as  I  moved my finger deeper into her
asshole, until it was all the way in.  Then, even more slowly,  I
withdrew  it  and  pushed  it  in again, all the while keeping my
mouth moving on her little bud.  Jaq shifted, trying to get  this
sensation  (unfamiliar,  I  later  found out) down.  But I simply
added a second finger, pushing the two up her  asshole  together.
This  took a little work, but the oil made it easier.  Finally, I
was able to get a steady rhythm going with the two fingers slowly
fucking her ass.  Then I took my other hand and resumed fingering
her cunt.

        Jaq held my head in place as I fucked both of  her  tight
holes  with  my  hands and licked her clit.  Her legs were spread
wide to allow me into  her  cunt  and  ass.   She  was  thrusting
forward  to meet my probing fingers, and her breath was coming in
short gasps.  My cousin's pussy was tangy and salty, even through
the  taste  of  the  oil.   Her thick, dark pubic hair tickled my
face, and her juices mingled with the oil, until her crotch,  and
my face and hands were a sticky, slick mess.

        I was beginning to speed up, when  Jaq  started  cumming.
She gave a short, sharp scream and her body started trembling.  I
felt her pussy and asshole pulsing, and the volume of  her  pussy
juice  increased  sharply.   Her  breath  was regular, just about
every half second, and it mixed with a low moan.  Her body shook,
and her legs and arms went very rigid.

        They weren't the only thing.  The whole thing of  sucking
and  being  sucked  by  Jaq, who was not merely cute, but a close
relative, felt dirty and forbidden enough, even to me, that I was
already  good  and  stiff.   I was up and ready for action again,
even as Jaq was relaxing slightly from her orgasm.

        I moved up, ready to stick my cock  into  her   obviously
willing  pussy,  but  some  minor  vestige  of  rational  thought
reminded me that I had no idea whether she was on the Pill  or  a
diaphragm  or  whatever,  and  the oil would have eaten through a
rubber in no time flat, and that I for shit sure didn't  need  to
knock  up  my  own  cousin.  On the other hand, there was oil all
over the place, and she had just  managed  to  take  two  fingers
fucking  her  butthole,  so  why  not my cock?  It's not like I'm
supremely well-hung or anything...just  an  average  cock  on  an
average  body.  So I oiled up my dick and started pushing it into
her ass.  To keep her interested, I rubbed my thumb over her cunt
and clit.

        Jaq's eyes opened in surprise when my  cock  invaded  her
back  door, but she soon closed them again as I concentrated more
on pleasuring her cunt.  I pushed my prick slowly in and  out  of
her  anus, letting it go just a tiny bit deeper with each thrust.
Lord, her ass was tight, and if it hadn't been for the  blow  job
she  gave me, I never would have lasted until my cock was all the
way in.

        Once my cock was all the way up her ass, I just  held  it
there  and  began  seriously  playing with her snatch again.  Jaq
closed her eyes as I rubbed my thumb directly on  her  well-oiled
clit,  letting  my  fingers  slide  over  her   pussy  lips.  Jaq
wriggled around me a little, slapping her ass cheeks  against  my
balls  as she tried to get more of me inside her.   Since my cock
couldn't go any deeper into her butt, I worked two fingers in and
out  of her cunt.  Jaq bit down on her lower lip and choked off a
scream.

        At that point, we were ready for more serious assfucking.
She lay on the floor under me, with her skirt hiked up around her
waist and her legs up in the air and spread wide.  I was  shoving
my  cock deeply into her asshole and playing with her pussy.  Jaq
had started playing with her tits, in the process getting oil all
over  her blouse, which turned it from translucent to transparent
(as well as ruining it...I ended up replacing that too.).  I  was
getting  a  little  rougher  on  her ass and pussy, slamming both
holes with my fingers and prick.

        It was getting too much for me.  Jaq's asshole  was  just
too tight, and I just couldn't fuck it any more without shooting.
I stopped concentrating on her cunt, just letting the feel of  my
cousin's ass on my prick carry me past the point of no return.  I
pushed my cock into her rectum as far as  I  could,  then  pulled
almost  all  the  way out and gave one last thrust into her butt,
feeling the cum boil out of me into her backside.

        There wasn't nearly as much sperm shooting out  into  her
ass as I'd let fly into her mouth, but it still felt like a good,
solid load of cum, draining me physically.  I  slumped  sideways,
totally  relaxed  and totally spend.  Jaq, however, began working
on her cunt, going for that extra  orgasm  that  I  hadn't  quite
given her.  I watched as her hands pumped her pussy, rubbing over
her clit in a blur. Suddenly, she arched her back  and  screamed,
her entire body stiffening up.   She stopped moving, except for a
visible pulsing in her pussy and asshole.  Her cream  was  pushed
from  her snatch, dripping down to mingle with my cum oozing from
her dilated anus.

II

        The two of us drifted off to sleep, there on her  kitchen
floor,  half dressed and lying in a pool of cum and oil.  We woke
up the next morning, stiff, sticky and embarrassed as  all  hell.
We  weren't  quite  sure  how  to deal with this particular taboo
topic, and the fact that we were lying there letting it  all  (or
most  of  it,  anyway)  hang  out  didn't  make it easier.  I, of
course, tried to put my usual good spin on things as we  stripped
off  our  stained  and  sweaty  clothes, pointing out that it was
spontaneous and good for both of us.  Jaq was still uncomfortable
however,  so I suggested a shower, the two of us, to clear things
up.

        Jaq wasn't real comfortable with that, either, so  I  let
her  shower  while  I tried to clean up the mess we'd made of the
kitchen.  I looked at our clothes in a pile  in  the  corner  and
tried  to think things through myself.  OK, so we'd gotten stoned
and gone at it.  OK, so she was my first cousin and we'd spent  a
large  portion  of  the  prior  evening  eating  each  other  and
assfucking.  Part of me felt very dirty and very ashamed, and the
other  part  felt very much at peace and very satisfied.  And the
thought of her body next to mine excited me.  I thought of her in
the  shower,  where I could hear the water running over her naked
flesh.  I imagined each glorious square inch and my  cock  jerked
up  in  response.   I idly stroked it, thinking of what Jaq and I
had been doing less than a dozen hours ago.

        I looked down in the pile of clothes.  Her tits had  been
in  that  bra all night, and I never got a chance to suck them or
fuck them.  Wow...that was a thought.  To have Jaq wrap her  tits
around my cock and stroke until I spurted cum on them.  Fuck, she
was showering, and I was horny as hell...I  picked  up  her  bra,
wrapped  the  soft  cloth around my cock and began to stroke, all
the while thinking of my cousin's body,  and  how  her  cunt  had
tasted  and  how  good  and tight it felt to fuck her ass.  In my
mind, I could hear her gasping for breath as the orgasm hit  her,
and  hear the little slurping sounds her body made as my cock and
fingers plunged into her.  I could smell her twat and  the  scent
of  a  cum oozing from her well-fucked ass.  I felt her hands and
mouth and asshole around my cock.  I took her panties and inhaled
deeply, letting her scent work its way deep into my consciousness

        I stroked harder  into  her  bra,  feeling  the  pleasant
tension  of  an  impending orgasm in the base of my cock.  I felt
the smooth fabric as though it  were  her  tits,  and  they  were
stroking  my  prick.   I  thought  of Jaq, my cousin, and stroked
until my orgasm couldn't be denied.

        The sperm pulsed out of my cock into Jaq's bra, making  a
thick,  sticky mess in the cup.  I looked at it, imagining how it
would drip from her nipples down her stomach,  before  coming  to
rest  on her bush.  I shook myself out of my reverie, cleaning my
cock with her panties.  I grabbed the pile of clothes and  headed
for  the  hamper, and ran smack into Jaq, who was standing in the
door to the kitchen, wearing a bathrobe and a quizzical  look,  a
sort of "why are you cumming in my underwear" look.

        "You do it again, wouldn't you?" she asked.  She  grabbed
a  container  of  OJ out of the fridge and popped a pill into her
mouth, washing it down with a swig of juice.

        "You bet your sweet ass  I  would,"  I  replied,  "in  30
minutes  or  less."   That  was  birth  control,  no  doubt about
it...the oblong pink package was familiar.  At least I knew  now,
if the opportunity ever arose.

        She nodded, wiping the juice off the corner of her mouth.
"Yeah, I think I would too.  I thought about it in the shower and
it was pretty fucking intense.  So now what?"

        "Well, I don't have any clean clothes here, so  unless  I
can  fit  in  a  pair of your jeans and a t-shirt, I hang out and
jump your bones while the laundry is going."

        Jaq snorted.  "Get into the shower  and  clean  up...then
we'll see if I can find something that fits you."

III

        Rather than anything sexy, we ended up going to my  place
out on Long Island to get me some real clothes (as opposed to her
shorts and a tee shirt), and thence out  to  the  beach.   Anyone
who's   read   any  of  my  fictional  posts  on  alt.sex.stories
(especially Sheryl parts 4 and 5) knows just how much I love  the
beach  and  everything  about it.  Jaq is also of that particular
stripe...so much so that she tends to dispose of a large  portion
of her disposable income out on Fire Island every summer weekend.
I'm not that fancy...I'll just head out to Jones Beach or  Robert
Moses when I can catch the time.

        So we spend the day on the beach with a  bottle  of  wine
and  some  sandwiches  and  a  radio  and  talked about the night
before.   We were both  still  unsure  about  the  direction  our
relationship  had  taken.  We were unsure of whether to continue,
or  whether  to  stop  or   whatever.    The   end   result   was
noncommittal...kind of a wait and see.   I was more interested in
the seeing part, since Jaq had worn a fairly tiny two-piece suit,
which left large portions of her tits and ass exposed.

        Truthfully, we both felt  the  tension.    We  both  were
horny,  and  spreading  lotion  on  each  other  didn't help.  My
erection was pretty obvious through my suit, and she kept looking
at  it,  and by the time we headed back to my place after talking
about sex all day and looking at  each  other  and  feeling  each
other  with the both of us remembering the previous night, it was
pretty much inevitable.

        We didn't, however, just jump each other the   minute  we
walked  through  the  door.   For one thing, we were hungry and a
little buzzed, and we both were  trying  to  keep  some  sort  of
control.   So  instead, we hung out on the deck in the back yard,
and started the barbecue.  We cooked up some burgers  and  turned
on the tunes, and just watched the night fall.

        Long about 9-ish, Jaq got  sick  of  my  taste  in  music
(loud, metallic sort of stuff) and switched the radio over to her
favorite "dance music" station and started to  dance  around  the
deck.   Watching  her  bounce  around  in  her  bathing  suit was
definitely a cock-raising sight, especially after a bit when  she
started  being  more  suggestive  in  her dance moves, moving her
hands quickly over her tits, or licking her lips.  I  sat  there,
kind  of  dazed,  with  an  enormous  bulge  in  my bathing suit,
watching her.

        Jaq wriggled and jiggled for a  while,  then  hooked  her
hands  into  the strap of her bathing suit top and undid it.  She
held the top on in front of her, gyrating her hips practically in
my  face,  and  turned  slowly away from me, letting the top drop
away from her to the deck.  She turned again, this time with  her
hands  keeping  her tits covered.  She licked her lips sensuously
and slowly drew her hands away  from  the  nipples,  letting  the
fingers  run  across  her  body  and down to her waist.   The tan
lines were fresh across her body, creating white  triangles  over
her nipples.

         She twirled her hands down  to  her  ass,  grasping  the
cheeks  and massaging them.   She turned around, letting her hair
fly and rubbing her butt.  The thumbs hooked into the  bottom  of
her suit, and Jaq started pulling it down.  She sat in one of the
lounges, then rolled onto  her  back  and  lifted  her  legs  up,
pulling the suit off in one smooth, fluid motion.

        My cousin lay there on the chair, completely nude  except
for  a pair of beach sandals and some jewelry.  She ran her hands
over her body, letting her fingers tickle  her  nipples  and  her
clit.  She looked up at me and smiled, "Your turn,"

        As dancers go, I rate  somewhere  between  very  bad  and
piss-poor.  I tried my best to imitate her gyrating, but my shirt
got caught on my glasses, and my suit got caught on my cock,  and
the  both  of  us were laughing by the time I was done.  I sat on
the edge of the chair next to her, idly stroking her  tits.   She
reached  into  my  lap  and grasped my jutting cock, wrapping her
agile fingers around it and jerking gently.  I bend down to  kiss
her tits and ran my hand down to her snatch.

        Jaq sighed as my tongue ran over her nipples.  They  were
large  and well defined, sticking up like little brown buds under
my oral attention.  I pulled one gently between my lips,  sucking
on  it, tasting the sweat and salt and sun on it.  I nursed on my
cousin, all the while fingering  her  sweet  pussy.   Jaq's  legs
shifted  and I took advantage of the space to sink 2 fingers deep
into her.  I rubbed over her clit with the palm of my hand.

        Jaq released her grip on my cock and just lay  back  with
her  eyes  closed.   I kissed my way slowly down from her tits to
her snatch and began giving her cunt the same sort  of  attention
I'd  been  giving  her nipples.  I forced my tongue deep into her
snatch, letting her tart juices gather in my mouth.  I bobbed  my
head  up  and  down,  fucking her with my tongue.  Then I settled
back onto her clit and let my fingers invade  her  sweet  depths.
Jaq gave a low moan as my fingers pounded her snatch and my mouth
worked double-time on her little bud.  I just  kept  licking  and
kissing  it, until she finally screamed.  I felt her pussy quiver
around my fingers and lapped harder.  She  grabbed  my  head  and
held  it  in  place  over her cunt.  Her fingers grabbed my hair,
painfully, and then relaxed.  I kissed my way back  up  from  her
pussy to her tits, letting my tongue roll gently over them.

        Jaq lay there, spread on the chair, and  smiled  down  at
me.   "Are  you ready?"  I nodded, kneeling in front of her.  She
grasped my cock and  guided  it  towards  her  pussy.   I  pushed
forward,  sinking  my  cock  into her well-lubed slit.  There was
practically no resistance as my prick went into her, but the  two
of  us  sighed in the consummation of our desires.  Jaq pulled me
down onto her and kissed me passionately.  Her  tits  pressed  up
against my chest.

        We settle down to some deep, slow  fucking.   I  kept  my
dick  moving  in  and out of her snatch, she was rocking her hips
back and forth in opposition.  Her legs were grasping  my  waist,
her  arms  were  wrapped  around  me,  and our mouths were locked
together.

        Jaq's cunt gripped my pounding rod.  We started  speeding
up,  lost  in  the sea of pleasure we were swimming in.  I pushed
harder into her snatch, and she spread herself  wide  and  rocked
back  and forth.  We were both approaching the final  point of no
return, when the chair, unused to being  pushed  far  beyond  its
design, creaked and collapsed.  The chair fell, and she fell, and
I fell onto her.  After a collective "OOF!"  we  looked  at  each
other.  "You okay?" I asked her as I rolled off her

        "Uh-huh"  She nodded.  "You?"

        "Just fine," I said, bending over to kiss her  again.   I
stroked her body, letting my fingers run down. I pulled up on her
side.  Jaq finally caught on and rolled over, leaving her ass  up
and exposed.  I stroked it lightly, bending down to run my tongue
over the smooth flesh.  I slid one hand over and down  her  crack
to her cunt.  I lifted up, so that she was on all fours.  I knelt
behind her, guiding my cock back into her pussy.

        And there we were.  Jaq was on her knees, and my cock was
pounding into her cunt from behind.  Her tits were swinging below
her, and she was sucking on her fingers.  I had  my  thumb  stuck
into  her  asshole,  and  I  was  moving it around slowly.  Sweat
poured off the two of  us  in  the  warm,  humid  night  air.   I
couldn't  take  too  much more of my cousin's cunt.  I could feel
the pressure building up in the base of my cock, and every thrust
into  her  raised the tension level.  I sped up, pushing my prick
between her pussy lips as hard and fast as I could.  And then the
boiling  point  was  reached.   My  balls and ass tightened and I
could feel the hot cum spurting forth from the  tip  of  my  cock
into  her  waiting  snatch.   I  kept  pumping, unwilling to stop
fucking her,  but  my  cock  was  shrinking  despite  my  desire.
Finally,  I withdrew from her cum-soaked slit and kissed the back
of her neck.  Jacqueline, my cousin and my lover, smiled back  at
me.

AFTERWORD

        Jacqueline's and  my  relationship  has  continued  since
then.   We realize that, as first cousins, there's only so far we
can go with this thing, but neither of  us  want  to  stop,  and,
quite  frankly,  the  sex  is  too damned good.  We both find the
tension and the forbidden aspect  exciting,  and  just  the  word
"cousin"  while  we're fucking is an almost guaranteed orgasm for
one or the other of  us.   We  arrange  to  meet  each  other  on
weekends  or after work, and this past winter we took a very sexy
ski trip together.  Everyone else in the family  thought  it  was
great  that  we  were going together, especially since we made at
least a minor effort to get some  of  the  other  cousins  along.
Needless  to  say, we spent more time fucking and sucking than we
did skiing.  This summer, we've coordinated our time off and have
plans for a week away.

        I'd like to read any other true stories  people  here  on
alt.sex.stories  have.   I   can tell you, it feels funny writing
about it, because it really brings the fact that we shouldn't  be
doing this to the front.  But it also makes for some cock-rousing
memories.

        Maybe Jaq and I will go to the beach this weekend...

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