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Cousins, Could Have and Maybe Will, Someday
by Countbaycee (countbaycee@yahoo.com)

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The relationship between two cousins is the subject of 
this story. (MF-teens, inc, 1st)

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Prologue

The following is a work of fiction that deals with an 
incestuous relationship between cousins. The two 
principal characters are real. The events in regard to 
their relationship did in fact take place in the mid-
1960s. I know because I am the male cousin. 

The two stories of physical love consummated by the 
pair are fiction. The first installment is about the 
"should have" or "could have" coupling, which was a 
missed opportunity on a winter’s night in 1965. I have 
fantasized about a different outcome to this evening 
many times over the past 40-years. 

However, I hadn’t reflected upon its real significance 
until just recently. I am now certain that Marilyn, my 
female counterpart and cousin, was primed and ready to 
surrender her virginity to me. The only reason I had to 
wait until my sophomore year of college to get laid was 
my own inability to react to Marilyn’s signals. 

After reading this you may think it whole thing is an 
exercise in self-delusion on my part. You may feel that 
there is no chance that a 40-year incestuous love 
affair could come to fruition and, moreover, I am not 
the lover I purport to be in the stories. All I can say 
in my defense is that these are my fantasies and mine 
alone. After 5 decades of facing the realities of life; 
I would be a fool to limit my fantasies to please 
someone else’s need for precise realism. 

Despite knowing that this will give you smug, urbane 
readers an "Ah-ha" moment; I will admit that Marilyn 
and I fit a well-known stereotype as we lived in the 
rural south. However, we are not talking the mountains 
or some impoverished deep-south backwater. My home area 
was at that time a growing bedroom community for a 
metropolitan commercial center. In addition the county 
is home to a number of prosperous diary, beef and horse 
farms. We were far from barefoot and toothless; but 
rather solidly middle class living less than ½ hour 
from a city of close to 1 million. 

For the most part, I think our brush with incest was 
due to the isolation of living in rural farm country. 
Also, in Marilyn’s case, it was a lack of any other 
outlet for her teenage hormonal urges. Even though I 
was her cousin and a year younger; I was her only 
option if she wanted to experience the pleasures of 
holding hands, cuddling, kissing and petting with a 
desirable member of the opposite sex. There where other 
teenage boys in the neighborhood but they were of the 
"toothless and barefoot" variety.

Marilyn was a young lady with deep passions just 
beneath the surface. Her condition was not helped by 
the fact that, other than myself. She never kissed 
anyone until she met her eventual husband in her second 
year of nursing school. 

She did not date in high school. Her parents were very 
restrictive and her mother was certifiably nuts. Until 
she left home for nursing school she was not allowed 
makeup, not even lipstick. Was she a dog? Absolutely 
not! 

Marilyn was and still is one of the most beautiful 
women I have ever known. 

She was a petite 5’3" with a great figure, full pert 
breasts and a cute butt. She had expressive hazel eyes, 
light brown hair, creamy smooth skin, a button nose and 
warm, soft lips. She was intelligent and funny. Her 
voice was warm and lilting; it still excites me when I 
hear her speak. She always smelled great; not an 
overpowering perfume smell, but a fresh, clean, pure 
scent. 

So why didn’t she date? Basically because her crazy 
mother made sure she gave a totally unattractive 
appearance at school. Her eyes and face were hidden 
behind a pair of the most hideous glasses on the 
planet. Her hair was waved into a 1940’s hairstyle that 
wouldn’t have looked good on anyone, even in the 40’s. 
She was not allowed to dress in anything that gave a 
hint of her shapely, lovely, young body. 

In addition, while most teenagers think that their 
parents embarrass them; very few had to deal with the 
embarrassment Marilyn’s mother caused the whole family. 
Her mother was widely known due to her loud and public 
run-ins with anyone in authority; teachers, the high 
school administration, the public works department, 
etc. Marilyn was self-conscious about her mother’s 
antics and therefore very shy. 

Fortunately, I often got to see her without her glasses 
and with her hair in its natural soft waves. Also I got 
to see her in shorts and cutoffs and tee shirt tops. 
Around home she was a walking wet dream.

A dream I got to see year round. We lived less than a 
mile apart. We went to school, church and Sunday school 
together. Our grandmother and grandfather lived next 
door to my family. Marilyn came over every Saturday 
morning to help Grammie clean her house. When Marilyn’s 
mother made her periodic visits to the drug 
treatment/mental hospital, Marilyn and her younger 
brother stayed at our house. 

By the way, at that time, I was a high school Junior 
and Senior; I was a starting linebacker on the football 
team. I stood 6’ tall and weighed a lean and mean 170 
lbs. Years of tossing hay bales and housing tobacco had 
put a lot of muscle on my already broad shoulders. The 
biggest curse to my appearance was my Buddy Holly 
glasses. 

I was reasonably popular and I dated a number of girls 
from my sophomore year on but I never got serious about 
any of them. The truth be told, I guess I was in love 
with Marilyn.

I remember when I first found out about Marilyn’s 
attraction for me. I was a sophomore and Marilyn was a 
junior. We were o dark winter’s night drive headed back 
home after a basketball game. We were seated together 
alone in the back seat of my parent’s car. My younger 
brother was seated up front between Mom and Dad. 

Marilyn had called mom and asked if she could go to the 
game with us. While strict, Marilyn’s parents would let 
her out at night with my folks. I was glad to have her 
company for the drive up and back; but Marilyn and I 
went our separate ways at the game spending time with 
our own groups of friends. 

On the way home, in the dark car, after a brief 
discussion of the game everyone quickly quieted down 
for the one-hour trip. My brother and mother went to 
sleep before we left the parking lot. Dad was 
concentrating on his driving. Since we had the back 
seat to ourselves, we both moved away from the doors 
and toward the middle of the back seat. 

Without really thinking about it I put my left arm on 
the back of the seat barely touching Marilyn’s 
shoulders. I don’t know if I was thinking about another 
girl or I just realized that I was a horny teenage male 
in the darkened back seat of a car with a cute and sexy 
17-year-old girl. In any event, after we left the 
lights of the parking lot I placed my left hand firmly 
on Marilyn’s left shoulder. 

I will never forget her response. It was immediate and 
unmistakable. She allowed her upper body to fall into 
me and snuggled up against my chest. She took my free 
right hand in hers and intertwined our fingers. When 
she was settled in, she let out a barely audible sigh. 

This was to become a sort of signature process for us 
anytime we thought it safe; even if only for a few 
minutes. I would put my arm around her, pull her 
shoulder toward me and she would quickly fall into me. 
It was like I had to make a move to let her know I was 
interested and then she would quickly and forcefully 
let me know she was too.

We were to repeat it quite a few times in the back of 
my parent’s car. However, she was always careful to put 
distance between her and myself when we were in the 
light and could be seen in Dad’s rear view mirror. 

But I digress; I sat in stunned silence for the next 
few miles. What had just happened? This is my cousin, 
my older cousin who is cuddled up to me and showing 
more affection than some of the girls I dated. 

What do I do next? I started simply; I leaned down to 
kiss her. Having more sense than I, she was hesitant at 
first. She checked the rear view mirror and seeing that 
my Dad’s eyes were glued to the road; she returned my 
kiss.

She would not allow me to get into really heavy, 
constant sucking face and before long a car came up 
behind us that illuminated the back seat with its high 
beams. She quickly sat up straight, pulled my arm from 
behind her and brought my hand down to her lap. 

At this point, I feel a number of things need to be 
explained. First, I am not going to go into the tedium 
of explaining every thing that occurred every time 
Marilyn and I were together. After all we never got to 
foreplay much less sex. I will hit a few of the 
highlights of our time together, however, to help 
explain our relationship. 

Second, we are talking about the early to mid 60’s in 
the Bible belt; before the sexual revolution. The large 
majority of the kids our age were virgins when they 
graduated high school, both boys and girls. With most 
of the attractive and popular girls, a good night kiss 
was a major achievement. There were a few couples that 
had discovered the joys of sex but they were few and 
far between in the classes of 1964 and 1965. 

Third, I did not concentrate all my efforts in romance 
on Marilyn. As I said earlier; I dated many girls. 
This, along with time spent with "running" buddies, 
sports, working on the local farms and all other facets 
of my life took a lot of time. I didn’t have much time 
or many chances to pursue getting into Marilyn’s 
panties. 

Fourth, Marilyn and I were only truly alone together 
once, the night I should have made love to her. We were 
often alone with people in the next room and in the 
back of the car with my parents in the front. In 
retrospect I now know I should have made greater 
efforts to get us completely alone.

It’s not because I didn’t try at all. Like I said her 
parents were very restrictive. She could not even leave 
the house to wander her Dad’s farm without her younger 
brother with her. This ruined many a potential 
rendezvous. 

On average about once a month I would grab my gun or 
fishing gear and trek over to the back of Carolyn’s 
dad’s farm. I was always in hopes I would find her 
riding her horse by herself. Ever time I managed to get 
over there when she was away from the house; she was 
never alone; someone was always with her. 

After almost 4 years or surreptitious kisses and 
embraces, our passion for each other became too much to 
deny. We finally arranged for me to see her when she 
was at nursing school in the city. Sadly, her mother 
figured out what was up and put a stop to our plans. 

Marilyn’s younger brother figured out what we were 
doing and ratted us out due to his jealously. I say 
jealously because I have reason to believe that, in 
Marilyn’s early teen years, he and Marilyn played 
around a little between themselves. While, as I 
understand it, it did not go beyond Marilyn having her 
bother "rub" her in a special way through her panties; 
I also took this as another indication of just how hot 
Marilyn was beneath that prim and proper exterior.

In any event, from then on our separation was enforced 
by her Mom’s threat to tell my uncle who was mean as 
hell, scared me to death and owned a lot of guns. 

Finally, I was just flat dumb. I missed opportunities 
to at least fondle her blow the waist; outside and 
possibly inside her clothes. My problem was that I was 
obsessed with the first, second, and third base concept 
of seduction. I know now there were times she was ready 
to jump straight to third base when I was concentrating 
on kissing her or feeling her breasts. 

Remember I said she brought my hand and hers back to 
her lap that first night in the car. This happened 
again the next time that she went to a ballgame with my 
family. Soon after we started back and she had snuggled 
into me; I tried to move her overcoat off of her chest 
with my left hand in an attempt to cup her left breast. 
She grabbed my hand and pulled it over her head and 
pushed it down into her lap.

I now realize that she was not only trying to be sure 
no one saw me fondling her breast; her coat was open 
down there. She pressed my hand down to where it was 
partially between her thighs. She wore the type of 
dress that I could have easily pushed into her crotch. 

She held my hand firmly in her lap in the dark many 
times. I know now I should have at least tried to give 
her a special "rub" too. After all, the worst that 
could occurred was broken fingers. She wasn’t going to 
tell our parents that she was, "holding Paulie’s hand 
in her lap and he tried to feel me up." Who knows she 
might have opened her legs wider and let my hand up 
under her skirt. 

As a means of trying to get some time with Marilyn, I 
would try to show up at Grammie’s house on Saturday 
Morning when Marilyn was helping clean. I would try to 
catch her working in the upstairs by herself. We would 
make out for a minute or two and I got a quick feel of 
her breast through her clothes. However, it never was 
long until Grammie, my mom, or someone else would 
interrupt us. 

Probably our strangest "together" time was in church on 
most Sunday Mornings during those years. The church’s 
teenagers consisted of two other guys, Marilyn, our 
other two girl cousins and myself. We all sat together 
on a back row and filled up an entire pew most Sundays. 

Marilyn and I were always next to each other. Visibly, 
I was paying attention to my friends to my left and 
Marilyn was talking with her cousins to her right. 
Quite often though Marilyn’s left hand and my right 
hand were busy down at pew seat level. Our activities 
concealed by our thighs and the full skirts, which 
Marilyn usually wore. 

I would often do a "Macho" leg cross with my right 
ankle on my left knee while Marilyn did the normal 
feminine cross with her left leg over her right knee. 
This way we would hold hands through the entire 
service. As the service came to a close, before moving 
her hand into view; she would press the back of my hand 
to the back of her left thigh and pull it up toward her 
ass. She would prolong the contact of my hand between 
her hand and cute left butt cheek as long is possible 
almost pushing my hand into her crotch from the back.

Our longest and most passionate make out session was 
our last. It occurred the spring of my senior year of 
high school and her first year of nursing school. My 
family had gone to Marilyn’s families for Sunday lunch. 

After lunch the parents retired to the sunroom, our 
younger brothers went to the basement to play leaving 
Marilyn and myself in the den.

We feigned reading the newspaper and watching TV while 
sitting together on the couch. We spent most of our 
time in passionate kissing. My mom and Marilyn’s dad 
almost caught us a couple of times. It had to be 
obvious that we were up to something. Our faces were 
flushed and we would quickly move to get some distance 
between us when we heard anyone coming toward the den.

The night we should have fucked occurred the winter 
before that passionate spring Sunday afternoon. Since 
Marilyn’s nursing school was only 40 minutes away in 
the city she came home every weekend her first year. 

She was also home for all of Christmas break.

It happened that there was a home basketball game on 
the Tuesday night of the week before Christmas. Mom and 
Dad weren’t going because they had to be at work the 
next morning. I didn’t have a date and was planning on 
driving and going alone. I started driving when I was a 
junior but Marilyn was never allowed to go anywhere 
alone with me. 

I don’t know how it happened but at almost the last 
minute we got a call at our house and Mom asked me if 
Marilyn could ride to the game with me. On the outside 
I acted like it would be a chore but inside I was 
turning cartwheels.

I had written a detailed description of what happened 
that ill-fated night but I have decided that it is not 
worth including here. We did park but did not get very 
far before we were interrupted and both lost our nerve. 

Again, we never got to sex or foreplay. We had some 
kissing and dry humping. The closest we got to undress 
was our coats off and the tail of Marilyn’s blouse out. 
The only skin I felt was her back and her ribcage just 
under her bra-encased breast. 

The only positive thing we did was to actually discuss 
having a real date. The soonest we could work anything 
out was months later during her orientation week for 
her second year of nursing school. She had the option 
of going a day early and I was going to meet her there. 
Like I said though, her mother found out and put a stop 
to everything. 

I think her parents then began to realize that by being 
overly strict on Marilyn they had almost driven her to 
incest. They loosened up on her plus, since she was 
away at school, she had more freedom to dress sexily 
and wear makeup. That year Marilyn had a blind date 
with a medical student. They dated for a couple of 
years and I am sure she was still a virgin when they 
married; leaving me forevermore with a fantasy of what 
could have been. Enough of this shit; here is the story 
of what "should have happened" the night we went to the 
ball game.

SHOULD HAVE BEEN

I was in the bathroom getting ready to head out to the 
basketball game. It was a Tuesday night on Christmas 
break and my high school had a home game. I was a big 
basketball fan and the team was one of the top teams in 
the state that year. 

I heard my mom through the door, "Paulie, Marilyn’s on 
the phone. She wants to know if she can go to the game 
with you. You don’t have a date do you?" 

"No." I said, "I don’t have a date and yes I can take 
Marilyn. Can she be ready in 20 minutes?"

Mom came back to the door in about five minutes saying 
that Marilyn will be ready at 6:00 PM.

"I am ready for Cousin Marilyn right now," I thought as 
I stroked my already hardening dick. I had been hoping 
for this opportunity for over a year now. Marilyn and I 
have been making out and groping each other every 
chance we got. However, this was our first chance to be 
completely alone together for more than 5 minutes and I 
was ready to find out how far Marilyn was willing to 
go. 

I had to think fast. I wanted to park with Marilyn 
after the game; but where? Like most teenage boys I had 
a favorite parking place. It was on the farm owned by 
an Uncle of one of my best friends.

It was a well-maintained gravel lane that went back to 
a ford in a creek and a hayfield on the other side of 
the creek. The turnoff into the lane was a mile from 
houses both directions and you could drive about ½ mile 
off the main road.

There was a big, big problem though; it was the 
opposite direction from our high school. If we drove 
there after the game we would not have any make out 
time. I knew Marilyn would have to be home no longer 45 
minutes after the end of the game. 

We could leave the game early but then what if our 
parents asked, ‘Who won?" or "What was the final 
score?" 

In which case we would be screwed.

As I pondered these questions I turned on the radio in 
Dad’s car and began searching through channels for some 
suitable music. When I hit the local station the DJ was 
announcing that his show was going to be cut short and 
that they would be going to a live broadcast of the 
ballgame. 

BINGO! We didn’t have to stay for the whole game. We 
could put in an appearance, leave early and the radio 
would provide all the details we needed if questioned.

Marilyn was waiting at the door as I pulled in her 
drive. She ran out and hopped into the front seat. We 
headed toward the high school, a 20-minute drive away. 
As soon as we passed my house Marilyn moved over close 
to me and I put my right arm around her. As we chatted 
and listened to the music Marilyn put her hand on my 
thigh just down from the end of my rock hard cock. 

As we approached the school lot I thought, "Here we go 
Paulie," I pulled into a parking space and turned to 
Marilyn, "How about leaving the game early and having 
some time alone together?" 

I looked into those beautiful hazel eyes and I saw 
excitement that quickly turned to a look of concern and 
disappointment, "Mother will grill me about the game 
when I get home and we won’t know how it ends," she 
said dejectedly.

I said, "Yeah. You’re right. BUT!" and I tuned the 
radio to the local station just as the pre-game show 
was starting. Marilyn first looked a little confused 
but as the wheels began to turn in her head the 
confusion left and her face broke out into a wicked 
grin. 

"Meet you at the door at half-time." She said, "Don’t 
be late," giving my thigh a squeeze for emphasis. 

Marilyn and I sat with our friends in the student 
section. We would occasionally look toward each other 
and I would wink and she would grin back. My dick 
jumped every time. 

There was a time out with about 1 minute left in the 
2nd quarter so I started down out of the stands. I 
looked toward Marilyn’s seat and she was already gone. 
She was waiting impatiently at the door.

"That was the longest half of basketball I have ever 
watched." She giggled as we scurried toward the car. 

We jumped in and cleared the parking lot pretty 
quickly. I checked my watch and it was only 8:50. I 
made some quick mental calculations and figured 
allowing for time to get home afterwards that we would 
have about an hour and 15 minutes of uninterrupted 
parking time.

I headed as quickly toward my parking spot as I could 
without speeding. I wanted to be kissing and groping 
the cutie next to me; not talking to some cop. As I 
drove Marilyn asked where we were going. 

I told her and explained how safe we would be there. 
"Oh." She said, acting jealous, "How many other girls 
have you had there." 

I knew she knew I dated a lot and she was just busting 
my chops but I played along and responded, "None, I 
have been saving this place for the prettiest girl I 
know." 

She looked at me and started running her fingers 
through my hair. She said, "I am so lucky to have such 
a wonderful cousin." She kissed my cheek and finished 
with a whisper in my ear, "and lover." 

When we finally arrived at the lane; I cut the lights 
as I turned off the paved road. With an almost full 
moon; it was like daylight as I drove back to the 
creek. As I stopped and cut off the car, I pushed the 
front bench seat forward and told Marilyn that we were 
going to get in the back seat. We were in my Dad’s 4-
door Chevy Impala sedan; so we had plenty of room.

We got out of the car, took off our coats and climbed 
into the back. As I started kissing her sweet, soft 
lips; I could not believe my good fortune. Marilyn and 
I were alone after what had amounted to sexually 
teasing each other unmercifully for over two years.

As I kissed around her cheek and buried my face in her 
neck I got both arms around her to pull her close. She 
surprised my by simply throwing a leg over me and 
straddling my lap with her knees and pushing me back up 
into a sitting position. This brought us face to face. 
She put her hands on either side of my face and pulled 
her to her hungry mouth. She initiated the deepest, 
wettest, most passionate kiss I have ever experience, 
before or since. I though my cock was going to rip 
through my zipper. 

"Well. Here goes." I thought. As we kissed I brought 
both hands up and cupped her fully clothed breasts. Her 
reaction was to kiss harder and deeper. 

Her breasts were marvelous. Firm and pleasantly full. 
As I pushed up on the underside of each of her breasts 
I rubbed my thumbs over the location of her nipples. 
After only a couple of rubs and squeezes I could barely 
feel a small nubbin begin to harden and grow on each 
breast through her bra. A moan and shudder of her whole 
upper body were followed by another hard kiss. 

She broke off the kiss, looked me straight in the eye 
and said, "Wow. I thought I would never get to let you 
do that."

With that she pulled the tail of her blouse out of her 
skirt and as I continued to massage her breasts; she 
unbuttoned her blouse. There was nothing particularly 
sexy about her plain white bra except that I could tell 
it was barely containing two very nice breasts. I 
helped her get her blouse off her shoulders as she 
reached behind her and unclasped her bra. 

As she continued to remove her bra I reached up under 
the loosen cups and felt both her beautiful mounds with 
my bare hands. They were slightly more than and hand 
full and stood out from her chest proud and firm. 

These were truly the breasts of a young virgin. Each 
was tipped with a barely perceptible areola and her 
nipples, no larger than a pencil eraser, were at full 
attention. 

I bent forward and pulled the right nipple between my 
lips setting off another loud moan from Marilyn and 
another shudder through her entire body. I realized 
that Marilyn was grinding her crotch down onto my legs. 
I slid my but forward on the seat and once I got my ass 
to the edge of the seat my cock was pushing up hard 
against her grinding crotch. 

Marilyn was now naked from the waist up. I had my mouth 
firmly clamped on the nipple of one breast as I 
continued to tease the nipple of the other between my 
thumb and fingers. She had her hands on each side of my 
head and was now moving my mouth from one breast to the 
other. 

"Oh my god, Paulie. This feels so good. Its so 
incredible."

She then pulled my mouth up to hers again for another 
long, wet passionate kiss. When we broke I looked up 
into her eyes. She was in another world; she had such a 
look of passion, lust and wonderment. 

I kissed around her neck, chest and back to a breast 
while my hands were busy with her full skirt. It was 
longer than what was worn by most girls her age. I was 
cursing her mother under my breath as I tried to find 
the bottom hem in the mass of material in my lap. 
Material that was keeping me from my object of desire.

I finally decided I would have to have Marilyn’s help 
to get my hands under her lower clothes. So far, she 
had shown she wanted this as much as I did. 

As I continued to suck on one nipple; I took both hands 
and grabbed her cute butt through her skirt. I started 
pulling the material up and bunching it around her 
waist. When I reach a point that it was wedged between 
her legs and my lap and I couldn’t pull any more; I 
said, "Raise up baby, so I can get this skirt out of 
there." 

She looked down at me and grinned as she raised her 
butt up off my legs and lap. When she was up; we 
bunched the rest of her full skirt up past her ass 
freeing it up all around. At this point my heart was 
doing flip-flops. I was going to get to a pussy, her 
pussy. I was going to touch it, explore it, put my 
finger in it and maybe, just maybe, put my dick in it. 
I was elated; and in for some interesting surprises.

As I reached under Marilyn’s skirt to touch and hold 
that cute little ass that I had lusted after for so 
long; I thought I was going to feel panty hose over 
panties. I was wrong; there weren’t any panty hose! I 
knew she had on hose when I picked her up. She must 
have figured that they would get in the way and removed 
them in the bathroom when we were at the ballgame. Good 
girl!

As I grabbed an ass cheek in each hand she leaned down 
to get me another long and hard kiss. Her nylon-clad 
butt felt great in my hands but I thought bare skin 
would be better. I put my hands through the leg holes 
on both sides and squeezed her bare ass. Her ass 
quivered and I got another moan through her kiss. 

"I love the feel of your strong hands on my bare skin." 

"That’s good because I love feeling your bare skin, 
especially this skin." I replied as I moved my finger 
tips toward her crotch from behind. She was staring 
into my eyes as I moved my fingers closer and closer to 
her feminine treasure.

The heat coming from between her thighs was amazing. I 
was beginning to feel moisture from the crotch of her 
panties on the backs of my fingers. Her breathing was 
now slow and steady. We continued to watch each other’s 
faces as my fingertips were nearly touching her 
womanhood or should I say, "about to be" womanhood. 

About the same time fingertips of both hands began to 
move through sparse, silky hairs. Then the fingertips 
of my right hand were the first to hit pay dirt. They 
first touched her damp, soft, silky labia at the bottom 
of her pussy; near the entrance her virginal sheath. 
Slick lubricant was already leaking out and dampening 
my fingertips. 

At my first touch of her sweet pussy, Marilyn gasped a 
short breath. Her eyes opened wider and took on a 
glazed over, moist appearance. I have never seen her 
more beautiful. Again she placed her hands on both 
sides of my face and brought hers to me for a deep 
tongue kiss. 

I began to probe between her pussy lips and dipped the 
just the tip of my middle finger into her very wet, 
very hot, very slick furrow. Marilyn gasped again. 

I started moving my fingertips up and down her well-
lubricated slit. She almost immediately began moving 
her pelvis back and forth and pressing her pussy 
against the digits that were giving her such pleasure. 
My left hand was pulling her right butt cheek apart 
from her left to give my right hand more room to 
operate. 

As she moved her pelvis forward I put a single finger 
at the entrance to her virgin, slippery sheath. She 
pushed herself back and the lone digit slipped into her 
steaming, hot hole up as far as it would go.

She let out a long "OOOOOOHHHH!" as she felt the first 
intrusion into her unfucked vagina. She screwed herself 
back onto my finger as I pushed it back in her tight 
love opening. I began to move my finger in and out her 
hot, tight pussy and felt creamy lubricant oozing out 
onto my hand. I could tell we would not have a hymen to 
contend with. I had figured we wouldn’t. Marilyn had be 
horseback riding since she was 10; so I figured her 
cherry was long gone. 

Again we began to kiss deeply and I was amazed at how 
quickly she had learned to control the muscles of cunt. 
She was squeezing my finger, trying to hold it in as I 
made my out-stroke. I thought to myself that she was 
really going to be able to clamp down on my thick cock 
when I started fucking her hot snatch. 

Although I had never touched a pussy before, I had 
heard enough and read enough to know about the 
clitoris. 

It was my goal to get my fingertips between her legs 
far enough to massage her love button. After some 
finger fucking I started rubbing up and down her slit 
again as Marilyn moaned loudly, however, the position 
was awkward and we were inexperienced. The movement of 
her pelvis back and forth on my fingertips was becoming 
more and more pronounced. If I couldn’t reach her clit 
with my fingers she was going to get her clit back to 
my fingers. 

Marilyn was getting a little frustrated. I knew what 
she wanted me to touch and I wanted to touch it. I 
wanted her whole pussy. I wanted to own it. I wanted to 
fuck it. I wanted to take control of her from her clit 
to her rosy anus. Right now, though, I knew I had to 
get to her clit and make her climax.

I took control and said; "Hold on honey," as I pulled 
my hands out of the back of her panties. I found the 
button and zipper at the back of her skirt and quickly 
got them unfastened. 

"Can this come off over the top?" Marilyn nodded and we 
worked the bundle of fabric up over her tits, 
shoulders, head and finally off completely. She was now 
only in her panties; panties that sported a large wet 
spot in the crotch.

I was a little surprised at her panties. I had figured 
she would have on granny panties but apparently she had 
bought some bikini panties while away at school; plain 
and white but definitely bikini and very sexy on her; 
especially since she was already nude from the waist 
up.

Without fanfare, I reached up, hooked my finger into 
the waistband of her panties and started down with 
them. 

Marilyn was again watching my face as her cute lower 
tummy, light brown public hair and finally her pussy 
came into view. As I moved her panties toward her 
knees, I had her move both legs to my right and set 
back down on my lap as I removed the last vestiges of 
her clothing down her legs and off her feet. 

I had her lean back against my left arm and I held her 
in a semi-reclining position on my lap. I took a second 
to study this goddess who was lying nude across my lap. 
She was incredibly beautiful. The face, the breasts, 
the flat tummy, the vee of silky pubes barely 
concealing her virgin pussy, the shapely hips, 
perfectly formed legs and toes that I wanted to suck on 
until they turned pink. 

"Baby, you are the most perfect, most beautiful girl in 
the world and I am so, so lucky." 

She put her arms around my neck and we kissed again as 
my hand was moving up her upper thigh to her naked, 
virgin pussy. My hand moved toward its goal and Marilyn 
opened her legs allowing me free access. 

Now I could operate from the front and I started sawing 
the side of my hand up and down her wet slit, touching 
everything from her clit to her love hole. 

After about a minute I turned my hand I cupped her 
whole mons. I rubbed my whole hand up and down her 
dripping pussy and she started moving her pelvis up and 
down against my movements. Finally, I slipped my middle 
finger into her furrow and slid it deep into her love 
hole and back out again. The car was filled with the 
smell of sex and the sound of her moans and whimpers as 
she worked her hot, wet sex against my hand. 

I knew she was approaching an orgasm. Her breaths were 
almost pants and her eyes kept darting back and forth 
from my eyes to the exciting view of my hand and 
fingers in her pussy. I wanted her to come because I 
knew I would not be able to last very long the first 
time I got my dick in her pussy. Heck, I was a virgin; 
I wouldn’t last long in any pussy much less the pussy 
of someone I cared about so much.

I plunged my middle finger as deep in her as I could 
while getting my thumb wet in her slit. As I wiggled my 
finger about up in her snatch; I brought my thumb down 
on her clit. Marilyn’s moans immediately became louder 
and almost continuous as I finger fucked her and 
pressed my thumb against her sensitive clit. She braced 
her feet against the door and arched her middle up 
against my hand. 

"OHHH my god. Paulieeeeeeeee!" 

Marilyn squealed as her pussy clamped down on my finger 
and her thighs slammed together trapping the rest of my 
hand. She shuddered and quivered from head to toe and 
her already wet pussy became wetter yet. 

After about 30 seconds of orgasm Marilyn relaxed and 
her thighs opened free my hand. She lay across my lap 
with her eyes closed and tried to catch her breath. I 
reluctantly removed my fingers from her crotch and 
brought them up to my nose and mouth. I had heard about 
the taste of pussy and I wanted to see what it was 

like for myself. After a sniff and lick I knew if I 
every got the opportunity; I would gladly add Marilyn’s 
pussy to my menu.

Marilyn came back to life and put her arms around my 
neck and kissed me again. 

"That was wonderful Paulie. I have never felt anything 
like that before." She got very serious and looked 
straight my eye, "Now, I want you to make love to me." 

"Baby, you know I want to make love to you too. Let’s 
get you off my lap so I can get my pants off." She got 
on her knees next to me and helped me get my shoes off 
and Jeans and underwear down and off. She let out a 
audible gasp as my stiff 7½ inch dick popped out of my 
underwear.

"Like that baby, Its all for you." I said as she 
reached out to grasp it in her dainty hand.

"Wow," she said, "I have seen my brother’s when it was 
soft but I never thought they ever got that big." When 
I got older I found out a 7 ½ inch cock was not real 
big but I also learned that mine is a lot thicker than 
most. A thickness that quite a few ladies would come to 
appreciate and comment on.

"I know it is supposed to go in me but it looks huge," 
she said as she instinctively began to move her hand up 
and down causing my prick to twitch and grow more. 

"Don’t worry honey we will go slow. I know how you can 
take it into you at your own pace."

After folding our coats and putting them behind my 
lower back I scooted to the edge of the seat I told her 
to straddle my lap like she had earlier. 

Marilyn put her knees on either side my lap and I spit 
in my hand and got my cock head as wet as possible. 

Then I reached between Marilyn’s legs and pushed two 
fingers up into her very wet love tunnel. She let out a 
loud gasp at the intrusion. I took the moisture I 
brought out and spread her sweet natural lube over her 
crotch. 

"Now baby take it in you hand and lower yourself down 
on it." 

She took my cock in her small hand, pushed it back 
toward her crotch and slowly lowered herself until the 
head of my dick was touching her labia. 

"That’s it baby, a little lower now and rub the head 
back and forth through your slit. Get it real good and 
wet so it will go in easier." Marilyn followed my 
instructions but she gasped, shuddered and had a mini-
orgasm as she inadvertently rubbed the tip of my cock 
against her inflamed clit. She calmed down quickly 
though and I got to watch the head of my cock begin to 
disappear between her beautiful pussy lips. 

"It’s ready and if your are ready, now baby it is up to 
you. Put the head the entrance and lower yourself onto 
it."

"OK. Here goes." She said as she began to press herself 
down on the head of my cock. She had the alignment of 
my cock and her pussy just right and the head of my 
tool started to disappear into Marilyn.

I could not believe what I was feeling. Masturbation is 
great. It felt incredible when Marilyn took my dick in 
her hand but nothing could compare to what I was 
feeling now. As the head of my dick disappeared; it 
felt like it was squeezing into a thimble. It was wet, 
soft, hot, and very, very tight -- like a thimble. 

I looked up to Marilyn’s face. I could tell she was 
concentrating on moving my cock slowly into her pussy. 
She was looking down between her legs and she had her 
lower lip between her teeth. She was letting out small 
"Ooohs" with each fraction of an inch of cock she was 
taking. It wasn’t long until my entire glans had 
disappeared from view. 

After a minute or so she had lowered herself until she 
was trying to move her pussy over the thickest part of 
my dick, the areas just behind the head, the 
"shoulders" if you will. She was making small bounces 
down on my cock and was getting nowhere. I could tell 
she was too tense and that at the rate she was going 
she would never get my whole cock into her virgin love 
hole; despite the copious lubrication her body was 
generating.

"Marilyn, Baby, stop for a second and look at me." She 
stopped bouncing and looked into my face. "How does it 
feel?" I asked. 

"Great, I guess, It doesn’t hurt. I am just feeling a 
lot of pressure and stretching down there."

"OK Baby. You need to relax. Don’t think about what’s 
happening." 

She giggled, "That’s sorta hard considering what is 
happening." As she gave another bounce on my cock. 

I reached up and placed my hands on her beautiful 
breasts. I started rubbing her nipples back and forth 
between my thumb and fingers. "Does this feel good 
Honey?" 

"Oh yes Paulie." She leaned back a little, shuddered 
and then looked at me. "I love for you to play with my 
nipples" and smiled. When she smiled she also relaxed a 
little. I felt my cock slip another inch into her 
pussy. 

When she realized what was happening she said, "you are 
incredible" as the tight sheath of her pussy again 
slipped further down over my cock. 

"Think about how this feels" as I leaned forward and 
took a nipple between my lips. Marilyn was moaning 
again. Not just because of my mouth on her cute breast 
but also because of the hot, hard thick cock that was 
slipping up her virgin pussy. 

I took my mouth from her breast and looked down between 
us. About half my cock was in her. It was so tight it 
was uncomfortable. The discomfort and thinking about 
helping Marilyn take all my dick in her was keeping me 
from popping my nut before I even got my dick all the 
way in her. 

"Come here and kiss me," I said. When our mouths locked 
together and our tongues intertwined, she relaxed 
completely and my thick cock slipped the rest of the 
way into her incredible, tight, hot, wet, slick pussy. 
Our pubes intertwined as she started to grind her clit 
against my public bone. I could feel the spongy head of 
my tool press against her cervix .I had bottomed out 
inside this beautiful 18-year-old that I was now making 
a woman.

"You are all the way in me aren’t you?" 

I nodded my head "yes."

"It feels unbelievable, I feel stuffed. It is so hot 
and hard. I can feel every inch of it. I can feel your 
heartbeat inside me."

I made my dick twitch inside her; she giggled and tried 
a tentative contraction of her pussy muscles. 

"Am I hurting you?" she teased.

"No, Baby, I have never felt anything like this. You 
feel wonderful." I wasn’t lying; once she relaxed it 
was no longer uncomfortable for my cock in her. Snug, 
very snug but far from uncomfortable. I was in heaven. 
Marilyn virginal sheath grasped my cock. The lining of 
her pussy was providing unbelievable sensations around 
and up and down my whole throbbing, hard shaft. 

I was in and now it was time to fuck. I reached up and 
held her waist with both hands just under her ribcage. 
I moved her up slightly and then pulled her back down 
as I thrust my hips up. Marilyn "Oohhed" again and 
helped push her self up the next time. It wasn’t long 
until an inch, then two inches, then 4 inches of my 
cock were moving in and out of my cousin’s lovely, 
snug, young pussy. 

It was tight, warm and slick and getting slicker by the 
second. The feeling was incredible. I was thrilled to 
be in her but I was mentally kicking my ass for not 
getting in there sooner. 

Our eyes were now locked on each other’s and I moved my 
hands off of her waist and down to hold her ass cheeks 
in each hand. As she was pushing herself down on my 
dick; I was spreading her apart to get my dick deeper 
as I thrust up.

I was right. As I had suspected while finger-fucking 
her; Marilyn had a talented pussy. She had already 
learned how to clamp around my cock on each outstroke 
like she was trying to pull my cum out of me.

"Cum! Oh shit!" I wasn’t wearing a condom and I was 
close to blowing a huge load of baby gravy in my 
cousin’s willing and possibly fertile reproductive 
apparatus. Not a smart move! 

"Baby. I don’t know how long I can last. Your pussy is 
incredible. You will have to jump off when I tell you. 
I don’t want to get you pregnant."

She stopped moving on me and with a serious tone in her 
voice said, "I might not want to jump off. I may want a 
load of your semen in me and you can’t get me off if I 
don’t want to go." She ground her pussy down on my cock 
and clamped it tightly to emphasis her point. I was 
confused until I looked closely into her dancing eyes. 

They were full of mischief.

"You little minx; you got on the pill; didn’t you." 

"Yep." She grinned back at me. "Since I am over 18 I 
could get a prescription while I was away at school."

"Now. I want you to quit worrying and make love to me. 
I want to feel it all. I know you may not be able to 
last long enough to get me there again; I at least want 
to feel your climax inside me." She contracted her 
pussy muscles again and I responded with a twitch of my 
cock.

With that she put her head down on my shoulder and 
began to jackhammer her talented pussy up and down on 
my cock. She was positioned so that her clit drug over 
the top of my dick on each stroke. She was pulling up 
until there was only my cock head was left in her 
before she slammed back down on my prick and ground her 
clit onto my pubic bone. Her pussy was drooling 
lubricant. My balls were soaked and I am sure we were 
going to leave a spot on the upholstery. I could hear 
the squishy sound of my cock hammering in and out my 
sexy young cousin. 

Having my dick inside Marilyn was the most incredible 
experience of my life. I had waited so long for this to 
happen and now I was there. Fucking my beautiful, sexy 
cousin. I didn’t know how I had lasted this long but it 
wasn’t going to be much longer before I had to cum 
inside this 18 year old goddess. 

It was then that I got my final surprise of the 
evening. Marilyn raised her head from my shoulder 
looked me square in the eye and said, "I’m there again 
Paulieeeee!" my name became a squeal just as her pussy 
started to spasm around my cock. She gasped, arched her 
back and slammed herself down hard on my cock with her 
second orgasm of the night. 

"You’ve made me cum too, Baby" I told her as I thrust 
as far up into her tight pussy as I could. Her climax 
had triggered mine. I washed the inside of her vagina 
with spurt after spurt of hot, sticky cum. I was always 
able to come very hard with a substantial load of semen 
but this was beyond belief. This was a load that had 
been building for years. I thought I would never stop 
pumping cum into her lovely pussy. My cock had her 
filled so fully, there wasn’t enough room for all my 
semen and it began to ooze out around my dick.

Marilyn collapsed in my arms. After a minute she looked 
up at me and gave me a tender kiss, sighed and then 
giggled. A giggle I felt with my softening cock still 
within her pussy. She looked at me and said, "Are we 
having fun yet?"

I nodded and grinned at her, still a little speechless 
from the experience.

After I caught my breath I checked my watch. It was 
about time to turn on the radio and listen to the end 
of the ball game. 

"It is going to be messy when you get up you know." I 
told Marilyn as I gave her another wet kiss, "I know. I 
came prepared. Hand me my purse." I grabbed her purse 
and she propped it up on my chest and began to go 
through it; still sitting on my lap and with my 
softening dick in her soppy love hole.

She handed me a couple of paper towels and said, "Here, 
hold them under me when I raise up and you pull out and 
wipe yourself off." She moved up. My cock dropped out 
of her with an audible "plop" followed by a small 
stream of my spunk. I caught it in the towel and then 
dried Marilyn’s crotch and public hair. Finally, I 
dried off my balls and cock.

I reached over the seat, started the car and tuned in 
the radio. The game was still in the forth quarter. I 
sat back and took the still nude Marilyn back into my 
arms. We kissed and cuddled for a minute or two and 
then I said. "I think we have about 30 minutes. What do 
you want to do?" I said as I absent-mindedly tweaked 
her nipple between my thumb and forefinger. 

"It may be a while before we get a chance like this 
again." She reached down and began to stroke my prick.

"Do you think you can get this up again?"

I laughed and said, "You keep stroking it like that; I 
can guarantee that it will get up again."

"Good." Marilyn said. "I want to do it again. This time 
I want you on top and doing the hard work. I just want 
to lay back and let you make love to me."

"Anytime, Baby, Anytime." I replied with a grin.

PROLOGUE PART TWO

Back to reality. The fall after the confrontation with 
her mom Marilyn started her second year of nursing 
school. 

I went to college at a university a couple of hours 
from home. The summer before my senior year of college 
Marilyn got married to the med student, now a surgeon.

I finished college and partied for the next decade plus 
a year to two. During that time my sexual expertise 
grew by sleeping with my share of women. There were 
some I wanted that I never got into bed but most that I 
did were not left wanting for satisfaction. 

I would see Marilyn at the annual family reunion in the 
summer and at the occasion family wedding or funeral. 

Marilyn and I would chat, hug, and kiss on the cheek; 
just as we did with our other cousins. 

I had a 17-year marriage that disintegrated about 5 
years ago. I didn’t cheat on my wife, who like to use 
sex as both weapon and reward, despite being almost 
celibate the final four years of the marriage. When I 
became single again it didn’t take me long to get back 
into the wonderful world of pussy. 

It was after my return to bachelorhood that I noticed 
some subtle signals coming from Marilyn each time we 
were together. So I have started thinking about trying 
to get some alone time with her. I’m hoping maybe 
someday something like the following will happen.

Maybe... someday...

Each time I see Marilyn I am amazed by her beauty. 
Granted, she no longer looks 17; but I don’t think she 
looks 57 either. As I studied her body at the last 
reunion her breasts still looked high and firm and her 
ass looked tight and well shaped. She didn’t look like 
a lady with three kids in their 20’s. 

I have had 40 years with an unfulfilled and incestuous 
sexual fantasy. For the first 35 of those years I never 
figured that there was a chance of Marilyn and I ever 
getting together. After all we were well into middle 
age and she is in a marriage that has lasted well over 
30 years.

However, lately Marilyn has shown me some signs that 
she might be interested in finishing what we started so 
many years ago. For instance, I had leaned into 
Marilyn’s ear to ask a question at my nephew’s wedding 
reception. She was seated and was behind her and to her 
left and it was noisy in the room. As I got my face 
close to her ear she reached up with her left hand and 
caressed my left cheek; a very subtle and very sexy 
demonstration of affection. 

The last time I saw her before that, she had me helping 
her in the kitchen of her daughter’s house. As I worked 
at the counter she moved up behind me to talk. I could 
feel her breast against the back of my upper arm. The 
longer we talked the closer she got and the pressure of 
her breast increased against me. There is no way this 
was accidental contact, she knew what she was doing. 

I was surprised when I got an Email a couple of weeks 
after the last reunion. I didn’t recognize the return 
address and I was pleasantly surprised when I opened it 
to find it was from Marilyn. 

She has a son who just started Grad school about 25 
miles east of my house and a daughter who lives near 
our old home area about 50 miles west. She and her 
husband live about 3 hours away. She would be traveling 
between the kids next Wednesday and since both would be 
busy during the day; she wanted to know, since I am 
retired, if I would have lunch with her. Of course, I 
quickly E-mailed her back and suggested a restaurant 
near my home and a time to meet. 

When we met that Wednesday she looked great. She had on 
a nicely fitted blouse that accentuated her lovely 
breasts and a pair of mid-thigh shorts that showed her 
enough of her legs to be interesting. Through lunch we 
talked about many things, her work, her kids, my 
daughter, the rest of the family. When we were finished 
with the meal we still had things to talk about; 
Marilyn didn’t have to be at her daughter’s until 6:30 
PM so she asked if she could come see my house. My cock 
twitched in my shorts. 

After my divorce I had bought a fairly modest house 
near my office. Nothing to rave about but a livable 
bachelor pad. When Marilyn and I arrived, I gave her 
the five-minute tour. Then as we retired to the living 
room I put on some music and asked if she wanted a 
drink. I mixed her a screwdriver and a bloody Mary for 
myself and we settled in on the couch.

She sat just far enough away that my arm, when I 
stretched it out behind her on the back of the couch; 
barely reached her far shoulder. We continued to talk 
and laugh an after 10 minutes or so, on some unknown, 
unspoken signal, we sat our drinks down. After another 
minute or two I put my hand firmly on her shoulder. 

Suddenly, it was 40 years ago as she scooted toward me 
and fell in against my chest. Just like she did years 
earlier; she let out an audible sigh when she had 
snuggled into my arms.

We sat quietly as I held her. Finally, I reached down 
and lifted her faced toward mine. She was a beautiful 
as ever as I looked into her eyes. I started with a 
soft, chaste caress of our lips that quickly became a 
full on, open mouth, dueling tongues kiss.

It was like a continuation of that Sunday afternoon so 
long ago. The difference being, however, that our 
parents and younger brothers were no where near. She 
had her hand behind my neck and I had my hand firmly 
planted on her left ass cheek pulling her crotch toward 
mine. 

I know there are times when it is best not to talk and, 
for sure, this was one. Call it conscience or what 
ever; I had to stop long enough to find out what was 
going on in her pretty head.

"Marilyn, at the risk of screwing up what I am sure can 
be an unbelievable experience for both of us. I have to 
ask you something." 

She looked up at me and said, "OK" with slight 
trepidation in her voice. 

"If I know you as well as it think I do; you have never 
strayed from your marriage vows so why now and why me?"

Marilyn looked at me and took a deep breath, "You are 
right. I have never been unfaithful to Rodney but that 
doesn’t’ mean I haven’t thought about it. Don’t get me 
wrong; Rodney is a good husband and a great father. I 
would never leave him. 

We have a really nice life together but it is more like 
him being my best friend and roommate. It is not that 
he doesn’t try to be romantic, I think he just doesn’t 
know how. He does all the right things, flowers, gifts, 
getaways, but it is like there is no feeling in them. 
His practice is number-one with him and I am somewhat 
of an also-ran. 

I found what she said to be real interesting because I 
had talked with Rodney at the family reunion. He went 
on and on about how much fun he and Marilyn had doing 
the simple things in life together like gardening and 
cooking dinner. 

I related to Marilyn what Rodney had said and she 
responded, "That’s right, We have great fun together. 
He IS my best friend but he lacks romantic passion and 
imagination. We have never made love in any position 
but missionary. We have never made love outside a bed. 
I have never had an orgasm with him. The last few years 
he seems to have no interest in sex at all. We make 
love on our anniversary and birthdays but that’s all. 

It isn’t enough for me; before I die I want to feel 
passion like I used to feel with you."

I was somewhat shocked, "But he is a doctor, Surely he 
know that that‘s not right. Haven’t you talked about 
it?"

"Paulie, you’re right, being a doctor he should know 
better but it also means he has a huge ego. He is never 
wrong. I have tried talking to him about passion and 
increasing our lovemaking."

"What did he say?"

"Not much about my specific complaint. He is strong 
headed and bossy. He just let me know that we have a 
good, marriage, which I agree with for the most part, 
and I should be happy with what I have. He realizes 
something is missing for me but he thinks I shouldn’t 
let that bother me. He knows I would never leave him 
over it so I finally just dropped it."

"OK. Fair enough. I can believe that. That still leaves 
the ‘Why me?’ question. I no longer look like a 16-
year-old football player. I’m gray-haired and 
overweight. We look like Beauty and the Beast 
together."

She took another deep breath and said, "First, you know 
Rodney and I live in a small town. There is no way I 
could have an affair without someone who knows us 
having knowledge of it."

"I didn’t want to go out of town and have a one night 
stand with a stranger. That is too dangerous these 
days. But those are not the biggest reasons."

I looked at her quizzically. 

"It is you because it has always been you. You aroused 
my passion way back then and it has never stopped. You 
may not look like you did 40 years ago but when I see 
you my heart sees you, not my eyes. Every time I come 
near you my heart skips a beat. When Rodney and I first 
made love on our wedding night I had thoughts of you. 
Wondering what it would have been like with you."

"I have kept up with you over the years. Cousin Julie 
told me about all of her friends that you slept with 
when you were single. You have a reputation among the 
women in the family; the word is that you were a 
skilled lover before you married. Also, I know your 
current lady friend says she has never been so 
satisfied sexually. I don’t care about your weight or 
gray hair; I melt just at the thought of your kiss and 
touch."

"Before you ask why now, by the time I found out I was 
gong to have a permanent lack of passion in my life; 
you were married. I thought that you probably still 
felt the same about me but I didn’t want to do anything 
to mess up your marriage."

"You are in a one on one relationship so I know you 
aren’t carrying any disease but since you are not 
married I figured it wasn’t real, real serious and that 
you may be willing to share some of your love with me."

"Fair enough," I said, "but one final question. Have 
you been trying to let me know how you feel for very 
long?" 

"I started trying to get you to make a move the first 
time I saw after your divorce but I couldn’t be too 
obvious. We were never alone together, Rodney and I 
share the computer so I couldn’t take a chance on e-
mailing you, he reviews and pays the phone bills so a 
long distance call was not an option and I sure wasn’t 
going to put anything down on paper."

"After I rubbed my breast against your arm last fall I 
thought you were made of stone but then I figured that 
even if you wanted to; it was less likely that you 
would be able to come up with a safe way for us to 
communicate. When Tim moved up here and I had two kids 
living in separate cities with you in between; I knew I 
would have an excuse to be in this area and not be with 
either one."

"There was still the problem of safely getting word to 
you. I overheard some folks at the grocery talking 
about free Internet access at the public library. So I 
went in, set up an account and Emailed you right away. 
Now, is the cross examination over?"

"Not quite. Just one more; you have had a very 
sheltered sex life. On the other hand I, well, you 
know, I don’t want you to think I am perverted if I 
start to do things that are new for you."

She blushed, then smiled and said, "Yes I know you are 
a sexual Disney World. Don’t worry, I’ve read the 
brochure and I know what the rides are; I have just 
never been on them. I don’t know how many we can take 
in the next 4 hours but I eventually want to try them 
all. I am hoping you will let me have a season pass. 
Now shut up and kiss me."

The level of excitement I felt at that time was 
indescribable. I have had many, many sexual encounters 
but I have never been as excited as I right now. My 
dick was rock hard and I wanted to stop to get my 
breath but I didn’t want to take my mouth of off 
Marilyn’s sweet soft lips. 

We started moving into a reclining position on the 
couch; face to face with Marilyn nearest the back. I 
was partially on top of her and she opened her thighs 
bringing her inside knee up on the back of the couch. I 
moved my leg into the V and began pressing my thigh 
against her crotch. Marilyn immediately pressed her 
pelvis up toward me.

We continued to kiss more deeply and passionately than 
I ever kissed anyone. I eased off of Marilyn and off 
the couch. I kneeled beside her on the floor continuing 
to kiss her lips and face. I cupped her full breast 
with my right hand as Marilyn began unbuttoning her 
blouse. When she got to the bottom and started 
unbuttoning her shorts I was running a trail of kisses 
down the cleavage between her breast. 

I helped her raise her back up off the couch to get her 
blouse off. While she had her back off the seat I 
quickly reached around and popped her bra open with one 
hand. She lay back down and looked at me in amazement. 

Then she just shook her head and smiled. "You do know 
some tricks, don’t you?" 

"You ain’t seen nothin’ yet," I said as I lowered my 
lips to one nipple and started rubbing the other 
between my thumb and forefinger. I felt one nipple grow 
between my lips as the other hardened from my manual 
manipulations. 

Marilyn moaned and rubbed my head and neck. As I worked 
on her nipples we pulled her bra off completely. I took 
my mouth off of her breast and sat up to see this chest 
I have wanted to look at, feel and kiss for so long. 

For a woman approaching 60 years old her breast were 
remarkable. Still very well shaped and firm with very 
little sagging despite their larger than average size. 

As I began to manipulate her breasts again Marilyn 
reached down between us and got her first feel of my 
cock through my pants. "Oooooooh, this feels nice," she 
commented. 

"It works pretty well too. Maybe we’ll get to try it 
out later," I kidded. 

"That’s what I’m counting on. The sooner the better." 

"It will be soon," I thought to myself but I wasn’t 
going to think about putting my cock into this lovely 
creature until I have brought her to a couple of 
orgasms by other means. 

I continued to alternate between kissing her breasts 
and kissing her lips while I moved my right hand down 
her stomach toward her shorts. You would have thought 
my fingers were electric as I barely drug my fingertips 
over her smooth, quivering skin. I paused for a moment 
to tease her navel before moving on toward her shorts. 

I pulled my hand up off of her tummy and jumped over 
her shorts placing it on the inside of her closest 
thigh down toward her knee. I started tracing my 
fingertips over her smooth, soft skin of her inner 
thigh. I continued to move my hand up the inside of her 
leg as Marilyn stroked my dick though my pants. 

I took my free hand and opened my short’s waist snap. 
When Marilyn felt what I was doing she lowered my 
zipper. I reached in and pulled my rock-hard cock out 
through the fly in my briefs. As soon as I had it out 
Marilyn replaced my hand with hers. She let out a big 
sigh as she started to stroke my bare cock. 

Marilyn’s shorts had rather loose legs so I was able to 
move my hand into her shorts and up her leg toward the 
juncture of her lovely thighs. As my fingers edged 
closer and closer to the edge of her panties, Marilyn 
breathing got very slow and steady. She had almost 
stopped stroking my cock but was continuing to hold it 
as my fingers found the edge of the leg opening of her 
panties. 

I was there; ready to touch and feel that small parcel 
that I had lusted after for over 40 years. I pushed her 
shorts away from her crotch with the back of my hand. I 
began to lightly caress the strip of nylon between her 
legs with my fingertips. It was a little damp and very, 
very warm between her legs and as I applied more 
pressure I could feel Marilyn’s labia. 

I watched her lovely face as I traced her labia from 
top to bottom, back and forth. Marilyn began to moan 
and move her pelvis against my hand. I placed my lips 
on hers and kissed her long and hard as my fingers went 
back and forth; opening her furrow and pressing her 
panties into her hot, wet vulva. 

My sensitive and skilled fingertips located her clit 
through the crotch of her panties. I wanted to give her 
an orgasm before I even got her panties off and touched 
her bare pussy. I located the clitoral shaft that was 
hidden in the folds of her upper pussy. I began to 
caress and rub the area hard with my fingertips 
pressing it between my fingers and her pubic bone. 

Marilyn’s lower body began to twitch as I rubbed her 
most sensitive spot harder and quicker. I could tell 
she was almost there. She continued to hold my dick, so 
tight in fact, that it was uncomfortable. I looked in 
her eyes and said, "Marilyn, I want you to cum for me. 
I want you to cum hard. Look in my eyes and think about 
what I am doing. Think about where my hand is and how 
long you have wanted this."

She moaned and her eyes started to glaze over as she 
continued to look in my eyes. She was closer still. So 
I continued to talk to her.

"Feel that in your hand. That’s all for you. I am going 
to slide that into your lovely body and you are going 
to love it. It is going to make you cum too and when it 
does I am going to fill you up with..." 

I never got the final words out. Marilyn pulled me to 
her lips and kissed my hard as her body started to 
quake, She arched up in the middle and held her butt 
off the couch as she ground her pelvis against my hand. 
Finally, after about 20 seconds she fell back to the 
couch.

"That was nice," she said as she tried to catch her 
breath and come down from her orgasmic palsy, "I 
haven’t much foreplay either. I’ve done that for myself 
but I thought guys didn’t know how." 

I moved my hand out the leg of her shorts, "If a guy is 
smart he knows how."

She started stroking my cock again. She looked up at 
me, "Are we going to the bedroom now?" Giving my dong a 
squeeze.

"No, we aren’t going to the bedroom at all today. I was 
planning on using the couch, the floor and maybe the 
dining room table. Sound good to you?"

She looked at me and smiled that beautiful smile of 
hers, "Yes, anything you want to do sounds great. 
That’s why I’m here."

I grabbed a pillow and placed it under Marilyn’s head. 
"Lay your head down and close your eyes. We are ready 
to move on but you are going to have to let go of my 
cock."

She reluctantly released my dick, laid her head down 
and closed her eyes. I started kissing one breast and 
playing with the other with my hand. Leaving my left 
hand on her breast I stared kissing and lightly running 
my tongue down he cleavage toward her tummy. When I 
reached her navel and lightly diddled it with the tip 
of my tongue she giggled like a schoolgirl. 

My right hand was busy working her shorts off her butt 
and down her thighs. When I got them down to her calves 
she took over and worked them the rest of the way off 
herself. 

I removed my mouth from her and viewed the visual feast 
before me. She was gorgeous lying there on my couch in 
only sexy pink bikini panties. Her eyes were still 
closed and she had a wistful smile on her lovely face. 

Her nipples were at full attention and I could see her 
light brown pubes through her almost sheer panties. 

The crotch of her panties had been pushed into her slit 
by the earlier action of my fingers. There was a 
growing dark spot in the fabric down between her thighs 
no doubt the love honey leaking from her after her 
orgasm.

I placed my lips back on her tummy and worked down 
toward the waistband of her panties. I traced the 
waistband from on side to the other with my wet tongue 
as I started working her panties down with my hand. I 
would kiss and tongue the flesh of her lower tummy as 
it was exposed.

Marilyn was so entranced by the feelings below her 
waist that she didn’t realize the downward movement of 
her panties had been stopped by the curve of her cute 
butt.

"Raise up sweetie so I can get these panties off of 
you."

She arched herself up in the middle and allowed me to 
slide her panties past her ass and down her legs as she 
settled her butt back down on the couch. Again, I had 
to pause and drink in her beauty as she worked her 
panties the rest of the way off with her feet. Her 
light brown bush was neatly trimmed and somewhat matted 
down from confinement in her panties. I could see her 
outer labia and signs of the moisture she was 
generating as she moved her legs about. 

I moved her right leg off the couch and moved between 
her thighs as she spread her legs to give me access. I 
traced my lips down the soft skin of Marilyn’s leg 
leaning against the back of the couch. Her skin 
trembled under my touch as I kissed and licked. 

"I am more than a little nervous about this. This is 
one of those rides I have heard about but never been 
on. I don’t know what to do" Marilyn said softly.

"Don’t worry baby. You don’t have to do anything except 
lay there, be beautiful." 

When I reached the juncture of her thighs I wet my 
tongue and ran it up and down the crease where her leg 
and torso joined. Passing over he bush and pussy I then 
licked up and down the opposite crease. By now she was 
purring with pleasure. When I took a breath, pursed my 
lips and starting at the top blew a stream of air down 
her labia from top to bottom. I thought she would go 
nuts. "Oooo." she moaned loudly. 

Then I started lightly moving my wet tongue up and down 
the length of her outer labia alternating from side to 
side. I avoided contact with the area in the middle; my 
goal was to move her silky light brown pubes to the 
sides and pate them down and out of the way with my 
saliva.

When I had her pubes pushed back I paused to study her 
vulva. He skin was pale in contrast to the pinkish 
purple of the edges of her swollen inner lips, swollen 
with excitement. Her inner lips had already separated 
some, especially down over the opening to her love 
tunnel, revealing the dampening entrance to her vagina.

Teasingly I started kissing her lower tummy moving back 
and forth at the line of her bush moving down a little 
each time across. Finally, I stopped teasing and placed 
my lips directly and firmly onto the bare fold of skin 
hiding her clitoris. She jumped like she had been shot.

I open my lips and allowed the tip of my tongue out and 
used it to probe and caress the area. However, before I 
made contact with her clit I withdrew and move down to 
the bottom of her vulva. I place my mouth on the space 
between her vulva and little brown anus and then began 
to move it upward. I was barely touching and using my 
tongue begin to further open her inner labia.

Marilyn was now moaning constantly and she had placed 
one hand on the back of my head to insure that my mouth 
did not stray far from her seething crotch. Her furrow 
was now completely open to my tongue which I proceeded 
to push into her vagina as deep as it would go. She was 
leaking copious amount of her nectar past my tongue, 
which I was drinking down with gusto. 

After flattening out my tongue and making about 10 slow 
and forceful licks from her cute brown rosette to her 
bush; I began to concentrate on her clit. Using my 
thumb and forefinger I spread the upper portion of her 
vulva open uncovering her clit. Then I started using 
the tip of my tongue like a pen point and began to 
slowly do the alphabet on her clit. When I got to K I 
could tell from her moans and trembling body that she 
was approaching an earth-shaking orgasm. 

To push her over the top I inserted the middle finger 
of my right hand into her love-honey soaked vagina and 
started rubbing just inside moving back toward her G 
spot. When my fingertip located the mass of tissue I 
began to massage upward in earnest as I kept up the 
alphabet on her clit.

Suddenly she was there. She grabbed my head with both 
hands and pushed my face into her crotch so hard; I 
thought I was going to lose teeth. Her whole body 
stiffened and shook. Between her hands and her thighs 
clamped around my head; I was about to be smothered in 
pussy. 

Her spasms subsided and she started to relax; releasing 
my head. I moved from between her thighs and stood to 
remove my shorts and briefs. I knelt back on the couch 
between her wide spread legs. I gave her pussy a lick; 
a final taste of her orgasmic juices and moved up her 
body kissing and tonguing her flesh.

As I kissed up her neck to her cheek she opened her 
eyes and then broke out into a tremendous grin. 

"Now THAT was a thrill ride! I have never felt such a 
climax in my life. I don’t know what else to say."

"That’s OK; you don’t have to say anything. Our bodies 
are going to communicate now." I moved my cock up 
between her legs toward the entrance to her pussy. "If 
you are ready; put me in sweetheart."

Marilyn reached between us and placed the tip of my 
dick against her entrance. We looked into each other’s 
eyes as I flicked my hips forward slightly barely 
moving the head of my cock inside her love canal. I was 
rewarded with an "Oooooooooooh!" from my sweet lover-
cousin. 

With slow, short movements forward and backward, I was 
slowly penetrating this woman I have wanted to fuck for 
the last 40 years. After being aroused by my mouth and 
fingers she was very, very wet. Very wet but also very, 
very tight. I had heard that a woman’s vagina could 
almost return to a virginal state with lack of use and 
I could tell Marilyn’s had not been used much lately. I 
wanted this to last so I took my time getting my thick 
cock completely into Marilyn. 

"How does that feel, sweetie?" I asked and I paused and 
enjoyed the sensations of my prick being surrounded and 
massaged by her hot, wet and slick vaginal walls. 

"It feels wonderful. I am filled like never before. I 
didn’t think I could every have such a stuffed 
feeling." 

I continued to look down into her eyes as I slowly 
withdrew my cock until only the head was left in her 
love box and then after a short pause reversed 
direction and slowly moved it back into her to the 
hilt. We both groaned at the sensations my cock brought 
us both as it moved back deep into her pussy. The walls 
of her tight slick sheath clasped my dick tightly as I 
withdrew. I could feel all the ripples and contours of 
her cunt walls against the wide, flared head of my cock 
each stroke in and out. 

I began to speed up my movements and Marilyn responded 
by starting to move her hips and pelvis heightening the 
pleasure for both of us. After steady hard pounding of 
her pussy for a few minutes I held my cock at her 
entrance and teasingly moved the tip in an out of her. 
She responded with almost frantic motion of her pelvis 
trying to reclaim her prize. 

Without warning I slammed my cock deep into her pussy 
with three hard strokes. Wham, wham, wham, I slammed 
the head of my prick against her cervix at the back end 
of her cunt. Marilyn’s eyes widened in surprise and 
then she pulled my mouth down and kissed me deeply. Her 
response told me I was giving her the passion in 
lovemaking that she had been missing. 

I paused, pounded, paused, and pounded; repeating the 
sequence over and over. I finally eliminated the pauses 
and I slammed my cock into Marilyn’s open and willing 
pussy over and over and over. Marilyn’s head had been 
pushed back into the corner of the couch. She could not 
move back so she could not recoil from the forceful 
strokes of my thick cock into her weeping pussy. She 
could only take it. My living room was filled with the 
sound and smell of hot, squishy sexual intercourse.

She was not only responding with her body but she also 
began to find her voice, "Yes, Yes, Yes Paulie, Deeper, 
Harder, more, more, more."

"Do you like for me to fuck you hard baby?"

"Oh, yes Paulie, Fuck me hard, fuck me deep. I don’t 
care, just fuck me!" She hissed through her teeth.

I had moved my upper body up off Marilyn and was 
holding onto the back of the couch and the arm to 
balance myself. I looked down at Marilyn; completely 
nude, almost panting and bathed the sweat, writhing 
beneath me. 

I was amazed at the transformation; a few minutes with 
a hard, thick prick had changed this prim and proper, 
pillar of the community, middle-aged, Doctor’s wife 
into a cock-hungry slut.

While I was enjoying fucking Marilyn’s brains out since 
I am in my late 50’s I don’t have the stamina I had 
when I was a younger man. I needed a rest stop, if only 
long enough to change positions. I knew Marilyn was 
closing in on another orgasm so I thought I would try 
to speed things along a little and get her to come 
again before stopping. 

I took my hand off the arm of the couch behind 
Marilyn’s head and brought the thumb up to my mouth 
wetting it thoroughly. I brought the hand down to her 
tummy and moved the thumb through her silky pubes 
bringing if firmly down on the skin over Marilyn’s love 
button. I moved my thumb up and down stroking that 
small shaft of flesh with ever-increasing pressure. 

Marilyn was breathing between clinched teeth and looked 
up at me with a wild primal look in her eye. She had 
brought both heels up behind me and pulled me into her 
on each thrust of my lower body. I got my thumb 
directly on her clit and chased and pinched it like it 
was bb in oil. That was all it took to send Marilyn 
over the top.

I felt the ripples of her cunt muscles up and down my 
prick and she trembled with spasm after spasm. She dug 
her heels hard into my back and pulled her pelvis up to 
grind her crotch against mine. I think she wanted to 
cry out but it was like she was paralyzed from head to 
toe; trapped in the throes of her biggest orgasm yet. 

As the effects of her orgasm began to subside, Marilyn 
began to de-arch her body back down on the couch. 

My slippery dick plopped out of her sopping cunt. I 
continued to kneel between her thigh giving me a 
wonderful view of her now stretched and well-fucked 
pussy. Her lips open and her juices flowing from the 
entrance to her tunnel and down the crack of her ass. 
We had created a hand-sized wet spot on the seat of the 
couch. 

Marilyn reached up and touched my cheek, "What 
happened? I thought you were going to get there the 
same time I did."

"I was close baby but we are still basically making 
love in the missionary position; I didn’t want to 
finish until you had experienced something different." 
I crawled off the couch and helped her to a sitting 
position. 

"I want you to get on your knees on the floor facing 
the seat of the couch, We are going to do a little 
doggy." As she moved into position I gathered the throw 
pillows and placed them on the seat of the couch in 
front of her.

"You can put your hands on the back of the couch or you 
can lay down on these." 

I watched as Marilyn turned and lowered herself to her 
knees on the floor. She leaned into the couch arching 
her back and wiggling her cute butt toward me. "Spread 
your knees and calves apart," I directed as I got onto 
my knees between her legs. 

I paused for a second to admire and then bend over to 
kiss her well-formed ass. It looked like it belonged to 
a woman half her age. No cellulite, no sage, still firm 
and well-rounded. With her back arched and her butt 
sticking out toward me I could easily see her most 
private areas. I couldn’t wait to get my prick back 
into that sweet pussy.

"I think you’ll like this." I said, "I understand that 
this position will give me deepest access to you. You 
ready?" 

She nodded her said, "Yes Baby, I want to feel more of 
you in me."

I held onto my wet, sticky dick and rubbed the head up 
and down her wet furrow. When the rubbed over her clit. 

Marilyn’s body quaked. "Oooohhhh yeah sweetie. I want 
you now." 

I gladly obliged and slid my cock straight into her 
wet, hot pussy. I made balls deep on the first stroke. 
When was embedded Marilyn I gave a twitch of my 
internal prick muscles. Marilyn’s quickly responded 
with a squeeze back of the walls of her pussy. She 
looked back over her shoulder and grinned at me. 

"I like this already," she said as she wiggled her ass 
and pushed back against my thick dick. I grabbed her 
waist in both hands and moved her away as I withdrew my 
cock. When I got to where the tip was barely inside her 
sheath, I reversed and eased my cock back in as I 
pulled her back toward me. 

I slowly and gently made love to my beautiful cousin 
doggy style. I was in no hurry. I knew this time I was 
going to cum deep in her warm wet womb. Marilyn groaned 
each time my thick, rock hard shaft slid up into her 
tight, clenching snatch. I took my hands off of her 
hips and reached around to cup both her full breasts. I 
found her nipples and rolled them back and forth 
between my thumbs and forefingers. 

I could tell Marilyn’s excitement level was increasing. 
The motions of her pelvis around my cock were becoming 
quicker and more forceful. She was trying to bring 
herself off again using my dick as a live dildo. 

I released her tits and held her hips again. In this 
position the musky smell of sex wafted up from between 
us and into my nostrils increasing my level of lust and 
excitement. I began to quicken my strokes and started 
slamming my lower body against her ass and my cock into 
her pussy. Again the squishy sound of lovemaking and 
the slap of skin on skin filled the room.

I started getting closer to busting my nut and began to 
verbally let Marilyn know about my approaching orgasm. 

"Oh yeah Baby, I'm about to cum. Are you ready for me 
to cum?"

"Oh Paulie, Yes, I want you to come."

I kept talking and involving her in what was going on, 
"Where do you want my cum Baby?"

"You know Paulie."

"I know, but I want you to tell me, Where?"

"I want you to come inside me."

As I continued to pound into her hot, slick pussy I was 
determined to get her to use common street language. 

"Baby, you’re a lady and I will treat you like one 
unless my dick is in you then you are my fuck slut, 
understand."

"Yeeeeeessssss." She half-squealed.

"Then tell me. Where you do want me to cum?"

"You bastard. I want you to come in my pussy, deep in 
your fuck slut’s tight little pussy." She moaned and 
she continued to clamp her love sheath around my 
throbbing, pounding cock. 

I couldn’t hold back any longer. I pulled Marilyn’s 
body to me as I thrust my hips forward pushing my cock 
as deep into her pussy as it would go. I yelled out 
loud as the first jet of hot come left the end of my 
dick and splashed inside my cousin’s womb. 

When she felt the first jet of cum inside her Marilyn 
went over the top again herself. She stiffened and 
shook all over as she clamped down on my cock with her 
talented cunt. Wad after wad of cum shot into Marilyn’s 
willing love tunnel mixing with her own copious 
secretions.

I have said it before and I will say it again here, 
"There is nothing like a multiple-orgasmic woman to 
make you feel like a stud." As Marilyn trembled with 
her second orgasm while on my dick; I was amazed that 
she said she had never had one during sex before. 

I have read that the brain is the most important sexual 
organ. The fact that I had already gotten Marilyn to 
come 4 times was evidence of how mentally prepared she 
was for this afternoon’s activities. 

When we both began to calm down, I collapsed over 
Marilyn’s back. As I started to catch my breath, I 
cupped a breast in my hand and kissed the back of her 
neck. She was breathing hard as she moved her upper 
body back up against my chest and we both moved 
upright, She reached around to grab the back of my neck 
and twisted herself until out lips could connect in a 
deep wet kiss. 

As we were kissing, I reached around with my other hand 
and caressed the furrow of her well-slammed cunt. 

As my fingertips moved over her swollen, sensitive clit 
her body shook in a mini-orgasm. We separated from the 
kiss and my softening cock plopped out of her sopping 
cunt followed by a small rivulet of our combined cum 
that ran down the inside of her thigh. 

I held Marilyn in my arms. We remained on out knees 
enjoying the afterglow of out mutual orgasm. After a 
couple of minutes, I moved over onto the couch and 
pulled her up onto my lap. She put her arm around my 
neck and her head on my shoulder as we just sat quietly 
and savored our long-delayed experience. 

Marilyn spoke first, "I guess I can say it was worth 
the wait but I am so, so sorry we waited so long. I 
have never felt so alive. I have never been so excited 
and ready for sex. I know now what it is to feel like a 
complete woman. The last couple of hours have been 
unbelievable. The bad part is now that I have 
experienced it I never want it out of my life."

"Well," I replied, "when you think about it we have 
loved each other longer than any other man or woman we 
know. Yet we had never made love. If we don’t 
experience passion together in this situation we never 
will. I can tell you truthfully as long as I can 
breathe and get an erection; I will be ready to make 
love with you; no matter what."

I went on, "By the way, I hope you understand that the 
dirty talk is get part of the fun. You know you are 
more to me than a Fuck slut."

"I know, and you aren’t a bastard. You are an 
incredible lover. I will always want to make love with 
you as long as I live and breathe" with that we had 
exchange mutual vows of lovemaking for the rest of our 
lives. 

We went on that afternoon to make love one more time. 
Marilyn gave me her first blowjob and sucked me back to 
full erection. Then I picked her up and laid her down 
on the dining room table. She had two more orgasms as 
we fucked. We went at it so long and hard that my dick 
was sore before I shot another load deep into her. 

She didn’t want to show up at her daughter’s with that 
just-fucked look and smell so we took a quick shower 
together. Before she left we made plans for her to meet 
me in two weeks at a park lodge near her home for 
another afternoon of lovemaking. We both hoped that 
there would be a lot more to come. 

END

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The author does not condone child abuse, this story is
meant as an erotic fantasy not real life. Anyone acting
out such scenarios in "real life" can look forward to
many unproductive years getting it up the butt by a 
fellow convict in their local prison system.
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