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My Cousin Dagmar 
by Maussie (address withheld)

***

At a family picnic, I'm looking for my cousin Dagmar. 
Finally I find her by the water's edge. She's 
sunbathing, nude. And she's fallen asleep. I cannot 
control myself and have my way with her, and from there 
everything goes from bad to worse. (Mf, nc, rp, inc, 
1st)

***

Writers note ~ this story is connected to 'Flower 
Faerie' which was originally intended as the opening 
part of this story. I didn't like that much, so I 
changed the beginning of this story and turned 'Flower 
Faerie into a story of its own, but there are still some 
elements from 'Flower Faerie' to be found in here. 
'Flower Faerie now plays a couple of months after this 
story.

***

It was late August. The weather was just plain hot. So 
hot that it wasn't nice anymore. There had been a heat 
wave for at least a week now, and everyone was starting 
to feel the effect, and doing strange things.

Our family had been having its annual get together, at 
my father's place this time. Everyone was there, my 
family, my cousin with her two daughters, our 
grandparents, another uncle and aunt with their two 
little children. All together some twenty people. And we 
had a fun day.

It was late in the afternoon now, and the family had 
asked me to find Dagmar, my seventeen year old cousin, 
and oldest daughter of my cousin Nynke, who was my age. 
Dagmar grew up without a father. When her mother was 
about sixteen, she was raped and had Dagmar as a result 
of it. 

The family had insisted upon her to have an abortion, 
but Nynke was okay with having the child. And so Dagmar 
was born. A couple of years later Hilde, her younger 
sister was born, when Nynke had a thing with another 
guy, who had long since left her, leaving her to deal 
with the two children on her own.

Nynke and I had always been very good friends. In fact, 
we had been so close that we even slept with each other 
at one time, years ago, back when we were teenagers. She 
had been staying over at my family's place and we'd been 
on a date. Dinner and a movie and then a bit of dancing 
in a club. 

By the time we got home, around four in the morning, we 
were both half drunk and horny. And with the inhibitions 
gone that we would have had, had we been sober, it just 
happened. She joined me in my bed and we spent the night 
together, much to the displease of my parents who found 
us in my bed the next day. But we didn't care, we had 
made love to each other and it had felt good. 

Not long after she claimed to have been raped by a 
stranger.

When I got older, and I got myself a job, I would help 
my cousin out with her kids, helping out around the 
house, babysitting for her every now and then so she 
could go out on dates, or giving her some money if he 
was short on cash. I did so just because it was the 
right thing to do. And in the process, Dagmar and I also 
got real close. 

She was by far my favorite cousin. She would often come 
over and stay with me for the weekend, allowing her 
mother to have some time and space for herself. And we 
would do fun things then, like going out for dinner, or 
visiting the zoo. And over the years I'd seen her grow 
up from little girl to fine looking young woman.

Dagmar was seventeen now, and she had become quite 
beautiful. She was about five foot and five inches tall 
and had long blond lank hair that reached till halfway 
down her back. Her eyes were light blue. She had a nice 
slender body with long legs, nicely rounded firm 32C cup 
breasts and a well shaped but not too large bum. Yes she 
was quite the picture and had several guys following her 
around trying to get to her. But she wasn't interested 
in them, because for several years now she'd been having 
a secret crush on her favorite cousin.

***

Somewhere early in the afternoon, Dagmar had disappeared 
to escape the crowd. But now the barbecue was about to 
begin, so the family had asked me to go and look for 
her. I searched the house, and the garden, but could not 
find her, until I decided to go and look for her at my 
old fishing spot. A little secluded spot, hidden from 
view by bushes and large trees, somewhere in the back of 
the garden, at the water's edge. And there she was, 
lying by the water's edge, asleep and sunbathing. 
Sunbathing completely nude that was.

As I saw her I felt my member in my pants instantly grow 
hard. Not that I saw my cousin as a sex object. On the 
contrary, I'd never had any kind of sexual thoughts 
about her before, but the sight of her lying there, at 
my secret spot, in the sun, completely naked. It just 
turned me on. It made me suddenly realize that she was 
not only my cousin, but also a young woman. And whether 
it was the sun, the dampened air or hormones, I didn't 
know, but I just had to have her. Right there and then.

Quietly I walked up to her, trying hard not to wake her 
up. I stood in front of her and had a look at my cousin. 
She was downright gorgeous. Her slender body, her 
suntanned skin, wet from her sweat, glistened in the 
sun. The soft breeze that blew across the water caused 
her to have goosebumps and made her brown nipples erect. 
A thin blond stripe of nicely trimmed hair ran from 
between her legs on to her pubic region. This girl knew 
she was beautiful and took well care of that too.

"Wake up my little Dagmar, Dagmar..." I whispered 
softly, to check if she was really not awake. But there 
was no reaction. My cousin was far, far away, her mind 
floating around in some magical faerieland. 

I lowered myself on to my knees and gently took hold of 
her legs. Careful not to wake her, I spread them apart. 
This gave me a perfect view of her womanhood. Then I 
moved my left hand to her vulva and started caressing 
it, very gently. My cousin shivered in her sleep from 
the touch. If I were going to do this I'd better make 
her a bit wet first, otherwise if I would take her, the 
pain from the dry skin rubbing against each other would 
be more than enough to wake her. And I wanted to do this 
without her knowing about it.

As I was working Dagmar's pussy to make it wet, I freed 
my hard dick from my shorts and started jacking off a 
bit, just to keep me hard, although the image of my 
cousin lying there underneath me, naked, was more then 
enough to do that trick. For a moment I left her pussy 
as it was and started playing with her boobs. Just 
letting my fingers slide along the curves of her breasts 
and tickling her nipples. I heard her quietly moan and 
looked up, but nothing, she was still sound asleep.

Then I positioned myself above her, leaning on my left 
hand and my knees to make sure my body would not lie 
directly on top of hers. Then I took my dick in my right 
hand and lowered my pelvis till I almost touched hers. I 
directed my dick to the entrance of her vagina and 
pressed against it. The pre-cum on the tip of my dick 
merged with her own pussy juices. I hesitated for a 
moment, wondering if I should not just end this before 
it began, as me doing this would certainly have 
consequences, but then I slowly pushed in.

I was surprised that my entry wasn't blocked by her 
hymen, because I knew for a fact that she wasn't 
sexually active yet. She wasn't even on birth control, 
despite her being seventeen already. We had already 
talked about that plenty of times, with her asking me 
loads of questions, so I knew that she was saving 
herself for 'mister right'. She probably ruptured it 
herself while masturbating. That could happen. In any 
case it wasn't a big deal, I knew I was the first ever 
to take possession of her fuckhole.

Gently I slid all the way in, filling her vagina until I 
hit the back of her shaft. This made her moan a bit and 
I quickly looked up to see if she was still asleep, 
which she was. The last thing I wanted right now was for 
her to wake up while I was fucking her. That would be 
hard to explain and excuse.

I stayed in her like for a while without doing much. I 
was just getting used to the feeling of being inside my 
cousin and enjoying the moment, admiring my beautiful 
conquest who was oblivious of what was happening to her. 
Then I pulled all the way out.

It was still not too late to put an end to this. Sure I 
had been inside her, but I had not come yet, so no 
damage done. I could just savor this moment and have a 
nice memory to remember it by, and then just jack off on 
her and let my cum fall into the water. Then she would 
never know what had happened. But no, that would be a 
waste of my semen. I wanted this girl now, I wanted her 
bad. Heck, now that I had been inside her, I wanted her 
so bad, that I wanted to make her pregnant with my baby. 
And thus she wasn't going to get away from me before I 
had dumped my entire load of cum inside her. And so I 
pushed back in. She let out a little high-pitched scream 
as I filled her up again, but she remained asleep.

Now I started to thrust in and out of her, stimulating 
the flesh and working us both to a climax. I started 
slowly but soon I picked up the pace and started pushing 
faster. Dagmar was now constantly moaning in her sleep 
from pleasure. Part of me had wished that she had been 
awake, having the girl conscious and playing along was 
so much more fun, but I knew that it was better this 
way.

I could feel my cousin getting more wet at her crotch 
and knew that subconsciously she was getting into this. 
So I kept on pushing in and pulling out of her with ever 
increasing speed, until after about the fortieth thrust 
I felt her entire body shiver and shudder. This lasted 
for about ten seconds or so and then I felt a flood of 
her warm pussy juices enter the shaft of her vagina. She 
grunted heavily in her sleep as this happened. She had 
just cum, and pretty good too. The fluids were leaking 
out of Dagmar's pussy despite of my fleshy plug that I 
kept firmly inside her. And Dagmar still slept, though 
with a huge satisfied smile on her face now.

It was an amazing sensation, the knowledge that I had 
given my cousin an orgasm while she had been asleep. 
This turned me even more on then I had already been. Now 
I really wanted to come in her and thus I started 
thrusting in her again. Rapidly this time, unconcerned 
whether Dagmar would wake up from it or not. 

After about ten or twelve thrusts I felt my dick stiffen 
and spasm and before I knew it I could feel my cum 
ejecting into her vagina. It hit the back of her shaft 
and some of it shot straight through the narrow opening 
of her cervix and into her unprotected womb. I kept on 
thrusting until every last bit of my cum was inside my 
cousin. Then I calmed down and came to my sense. I felt 
my dick soften while I remained inside Dagmar's vagina. 

I gazed at the girl below me - still sound asleep, 
amazing as it may sound - it hit me what I had done. I 
had just raped and probably impregnated my own little 
favorite teenage cousin. This was so horribly wrong, and 
yet that thought caused me to become instantly hard 
again. I was ready for seconds. I started pumping into 
Dagmar's vagina again. This time it only took me a 
couple of minutes before I came and dumped my second 
load of cum in the unsuspecting womb of the girl.

I waited till every last bit of my cum had left my dick 
and entered Dagmar, and then I pulled out of her. And as 
I pulled out, a small flood of mixed female and male cum 
followed, making her crotch even more wet then it 
already was. 

I quickly grabbed a towel and dried her off, knowing 
that although pretty much of my cum had leaked out of 
her this way, there was still plenty of my seed inside 
her. Then I cleaned myself off using some water from the 
canal and walked away, giving the girl, my cousin, one 
last look. I smiled, she was still asleep and had not 
noticed a thing of what I had done to her.

***

I didn't go far. I just stepped out of her sight and 
then I turned around and started calling her. After all, 
I still had to get her for the barbecue. So I called her 
name a couple of times, pretending to be looking for 
her.

"Dagmar...?"

"Hey Dagmar, where are you?"

Then I shouted, as if I had just found her: "HEY! 
Dagmar! There you are, wake up!"

Slowly the seventeen year old blonde opened her eyes. 
She had a pleasant, satisfied smile on her face. She was 
dazed for a moment, not sure where she was. "Uhhh... 
Wha...? What's up? Where am I? Who's yelling?" She 
stumbled as she was so rudely awakened from her sleep, 
during which she had dreamed that she was a faerie who 
had been forced to have sex with a very big, bad wolf. 
And there was something about a flower too, although she 
didn't quite get that one. 

All and all a very weird dream indeed, but judging from 
the sensational feeling in her body and the wetness of 
her pussy that it must have been a most pleasant one.

"hey Dagmar, what's a matter with you girl? I've been 
calling you for ages. Come on, I've been looking all 
over for you!" She heard a voice behind her said. She 
turned her head and saw it was me, her cousin. Then she 
remembered that she was completely naked.

"Stay there Mark, don't come down here!" She yelled.

"What? Why not?" I asked.

"I mean it, Mark, don't come any closer. I'm not wearing 
anything!" she said, while she grabbed her towel and 
wrapped it around her.

"Yeah, I know, I can see that from here." I laughed, 
"What are you worried about, Dagmar? I've seen you naked 
before!"

"You have? When?" She asked surprised as wondered why 
she could not remember it.

"Sure I have! When you were a little baby!" I laughed 
again, as I looked down on the slender body of my hot 
teenage cousin who was lying there, naked.

"That doesn't count, I wasn't really a woman yet, back 
then, just a little baby. Aaahh! What is it, what do you 
want anyway?" She said, clearly irritated now by the 
mockery of her cousin.

"The barbecue is about to begin, and everyone would like 
it you also came," I said to her.

"Okay, I'll be there in a couple of minutes. I'm just 
gonna put my cloths back on," Dagmar replied.

"Can I watch?" I asked her, teasingly.

"No!" She yelled in anger, irritated that I had caught 
her while she was nude sunbathing.

"Okay, I'll go and tell the others then that you'll be 
there in a couple of minutes. See you there at the 
picnic table on the terrace." I said as I walked away 
with a huge smile on my face. My afternoon was already a 
success, even if Dagmar would not let me watch her get 
dressed.

She watched me leave. And when she was certain that I 
was gone, she took the towel off again and gathered her 
cloths. She took a brief pause and thought. How on earth 
could she have let herself fall asleep while she was 
lying here. Who knows what could have happened? 
Thankfully now it had only been her cousin who had 
caught her, and seen her naked. He would keep it to 
himself, she was sure of it. After all, he was hot for 
her.

***

Dagmar looked around her. It was passed five in the 
afternoon now, and the sun was still warm and high in 
the sky. This was a nice spot, secluded, no-one could 
see here from the house. She'd been lying here 
sunbathing all afternoon. 

Then she suddenly felt a weird wet feeling between her 
legs. She looked and saw a glob of white stuff leaking 
from her blond pussy. Dagmar rubbed it on her fingers 
and brought her hand with the stuff on it to her face. 
It was a white, slimy substance. Not something she could 
have produced herself. 

'What the hell...? What's this...?' She thought as she 
glanced at the stuff. She smelled it, she carefully 
tasted it with her lips, and then concluded that it 
could be only one thing.

This white, slimy substance that was leaking from her 
pussy, could only be sperm. Her eyes went wide open. But 
that meant that she had been raped while she was asleep! 
But who... She looked back at the place where had stood. 
'No way!' she thought. It couldn't be, not her own 
cousin... But the evidence was right there on her 
fingertips, and leaking out of her pussy, and who else 
could it have been. 

It dawned to her, she'd just been raped by her cousin, 
her own favorite cousin, who she had a secret crush on 
since she was twelve or so. He had stolen her virginity 
from her while she was sleeping. And he had done so 
without a condom. The dream she had suddenly started to 
make sense now. It had not been a dream at all, it was 
the way her mind had processed what had happened to her 
while she was asleep. 

Suddenly she felt a eerie sense of burning excitement in 
her lower abdomen. She felt so cheap, abused, and 
humiliated. And though she didn't want to, the knowledge 
of what had happened to her, what her cousin had done to 
her, turned her on. She started touching her crotch, 
stroking it up and down with her fingers. She let her 
middle finger slide into the hole where her cousin had 
been, the hole that now belonged to him, and then she 
fondled her clit. With her other hand she massaged her 
erect nipples. 

Suddenly she imagined how her cousin's incestuous seed 
made it's way into her womb, where it met with her 
fertile egg to create a little baby. She pictured 
herself with a huge pregnant belly, and then with a 
sweet little baby in her hands. She moaned. All these 
thoughts did nothing but turn her even more on. 

She kept working herself like this for a couple of 
minutes, rubbing herself faster and faster, until she 
had her moment. "Aaaaahhhrrrg...! Oh my god..." She 
grunted softly as she came. This was so very wrong, for 
so many reasons, and she should be so angry now, so then 
why did the idea that her thirty-five year old cousin 
had just raped her make her feel so hot?

Dagmar wanted to cry, but held herself together. She 
would have to deal with this later. Her entire family 
was waiting for her on the terrace, so they could start 
the barbecue. Great, her family, what on earth was 
supposed to tell them? There was no way she could 
possibly tell them that Mark had just raped her. They 
would never believe her, or if they did, it would only 
cause so much trouble that it might tear the family 
apart, and then they would hate her for that. 

Not to mention what it could mean for her cousin, he 
could end up in jail for it. She didn't want that, 
despite what he had done to her. So she got dressed and 
with a stoical face that revealed no emotions at all, 
the teenager followed the stone path through the garden 
that lead to the house. She could smell the roasted meat 
already. The whole family was sitting at the table, 
looking at her when she finally stepped on the terrace.

***

"Well, that took you long enough." Her mom said to her, 
"Where have you been?"

"Sorry mom, I was sunbathing by the water. Over there 
behind the bushes." Dagmar said as she pointed to the 
far end of the huge garden, "I'd fallen asleep and 
didn't hear you calling me. Where can I sit?"

"Over here, across the table from Mark." Her uncle - my 
father - said.

'Great,' Dagmar thought, 'now I can happily look the guy 
that just raped me in the face while I'm eating.' 

Dagmar took her seat and nodded at me. "Hi cousin." She 
said.

"Hey Dagmar," I replied, "how's your appetite?"

"Oh I could sure use something. A big juice sausage with 
some spicy sauce on top would be nice. And how about 
you? Are you still hungry or did you already have enough 
by the water's edge?"

Okay, I thought, this meant that she knew what I had 
done to her. "Oh I could use some more." I said.

"I bet you could!" said Dagmar, and then she got her 
plate.

A little later, as everyone was served and enjoying 
dinner, Dagmar suddenly started to talk. "You know, 
while I was sunbathing earlier, I fell asleep. That's 
why I didn't hear you calling me, Mark. But while I was 
asleep, I had the weirdest dream. I dreamed that I was a 
faerie in a magical forest, and I had to protect the 
flower that I had gotten from the faerie queen. I was 
just happily sitting by the water's edge in the warm sun 
enjoying myself when suddenly..."  

She had stopped talking to take a bite from her steak. 
The others looked at her, waiting for her to finish her 
story. Then she fixed her eyes on me, really staring me 
deep in my eyes, as she continued: "...When suddenly, 
from the bushes there came a very big, bad wolf who 
stole my flower from me. And that made me feel so sad, 
because I loved my flower so much and wanted to keep it 
for someone special. And then I woke up."

She kept on staring at me, expecting some sort of 
reaction from me, but I just looked at her, and said 
nothing. I did wonder however if there was anyone at the 
table who didn't get what she was trying to say. I took 
a quick look around but either no-one got it, or 
everyone was afraid to show it. Only Nynke gave me a 
look that could have killed me there on the spot. 
Everyone continued eating but the mood was uneasy from 
that moment on.

***

After the meal, everyone went his and her own way, some 
went to sit in the garden, the kids went to play games, 
my mom and several other women cleaned up the table, and 
I was going to watch some TV. But just as I was going to 
sit down, Dagmar grabbed me by the arm. She gave me a 
hateful look and said: "We really need to talk, 
somewhere private. Now."

"Okay..." I replied, and went with her to the guest room 
where she and her mom were staying. Once there we 
started to talk, or rather argue, really.

"Dagmar I..." I began, but my cousin interrupted me.

"Shut up!" She yelled at me, and then she asked me, 
"What the hell is wrong with you?"

"What do you mean?" I asked her as innocent as I could 
pretend to be.

"What do I mean? WHAT DO I MEAN??? You know damn well 
what I mean, you son of a bitch! Why did you rape me 
there in the garden?" She yelled again, furious as she 
was. 

Then she continued: "I liked you! I trusted you, damn 
it! How could you do this to me?"

"Dagmar, could you keep it down a bit, please?" I asked.

"No I will not keep it down, damn it! And fucking answer 
my question, asshole! Why did you do this to me? Why did 
you rape me...?" She said, almost in tears now.

"Honestly?" I started to speak, "I don't know, it just 
came over me. I saw you lying there and then I just felt 
myself get turned on, more and more. I stopped seeing 
you as my cousin and just saw you as a beautiful young 
woman who I just had to have..."

Downstairs the other adults couldn't help but listen to 
the argument. They could hear every word of it. None of 
them really knew how they should deal with this. If it 
had been a stranger, sure, they would have called the 
police. But this was one of their own, one of the family 
who had molested another member of the family. 

The only one who really understood all the implications 
of what had happened was Nynke. She was sitting at the 
dinner table, her head held in her hands, crying her 
heart out. She knew this wasn't just cousin rape, but 
she couldn't say anything, afraid to give away her big 
secret.

Dagmar stared at me, she didn't know what to say. He had 
done this because he thought she was beautiful and just 
had to have her? The words repeated themselves over and 
over in her mind. She was confused now, not sure if she 
should be angry or pleased, as she had damn well 
fantasized about this, many times. In her mind she had 
played it many times. Her being with me, letting me have 
her for her first time. And now it had actually 
happened.

"Do you have any idea what you have done?" She asked me 
in a much softer tone now, "You've taken my innocence 
away from me, without me knowing about it... And worse, 
without any kind of protection. You knew I wasn't on 
birth control yet, we've talked about it many times..."

I interrupted her: "Dagmar I know, and I am sorry about 
it, if I could undo it I would, but I can't..."

I stopped talking because I noticed she was about to 
break down and cry. I held open my arms and reluctantly 
she let me hug her, to comfort her. The same guy who, 
only a couple of hours earlier, had violated her.

"Why did this have to happen like this?" She whined in 
my arms, "It was so unnecessary..."

"What do you mean?" I asked her.

"If you wanted me, why didn't you just ask? I would have 
loved for you to be my first... Now you've taken that 
away from me, my most precious gift, that I was keeping 
especially for you..." She wailed as tears ran down her 
cheeks. I looked at her. Was she for real? She wanted me 
to be her first? Was I her 'Mister Right'?

"What are you trying to say, cousin?" I asked her, 
confused.

"What I am trying to say is that for the past five years 
or so, I've had this tremendous crush on you, cousin. 
Why do you think I enjoyed spending so much time with 
you? I cherished every moment we had together, and 
imagined what it would be like if were really lovers." 
She said.

I looked her in her eyes, not knowing what to say. Then 
I pushed her closer to me and whispered: "Oh Dagmar, 
what have I done to you...? I've ruined you forever."

She remained quiet for a bit, thinking, and then she 
whispered: "No, you haven't... We can make this 
afternoon go away..."

"How do you mean?" I asked her surprised, I had no idea 
what she was aiming at."

"You can take me again," she said softly. "As if it was 
our first time, and then you can make me experience what 
it was like..."

"Are you being serious?" I was stunned by my little 
cousin. She was no longer angry so it seemed, and wanted 
us to have sex again, as if it were her first time.

"Very serious," she whispered, still with my arms around 
her. And then she started to kiss me, on my mouth.

***

Dagmar and I plunged down on the bed beside us. We were 
entangled in a passionate embrace, kissing and holding 
each other all over. I was lying on my back and she was 
on top of me, sitting on my belly. She pulled off her 
dress. I hesitated to go further. This wasn't right, it 
had not been so the first time and it still wasn't now, 
even if she did offer herself now. Besides, it had hit 
me, this room, it was my old room, and this bed was the 
bed I had slept in, with Dagmar's mom.

"Why so shy cousin?" Dagmar asked me, "You weren't shy 
the first time you took me."

"Because maybe we shouldn't do this?" I suggested to 
her.

"Bullshit! You should have thought of that this 
afternoon, too late for it now," she replied. "Now get 
on with it!"

Then she took my t-shirt and yanked it off me. She 
started caressing my chest, letting her fingers slide 
over my skin. I began to untie the ropes of the bikini 
that she'd been wearing underneath her dress. The top 
fell off, and Dagmar made no effort to hide her breasts. 
I had already seen it all, so why bother, she figured. I 
raised my upper body off the bed and started kissing her 
erect nipples while she continued to caress my body.

"Hmmm... Oh god... That's nice..." she moaned as she 
closed her eyes and threw her head in her neck from 
pleasure, "Is this how you did it this afternoon as 
well?"

"Uhhh, sort of, I guess," I replied.

Next I untied her bikini panties. I tossed the little 
piece of cloth away, now my cousin was all naked in my 
presence. Again. I noticed she was soaking wet already. 
She then untied the cord of my shorts and pulled them 
down, along with my briefs. Now we were both naked and 
we continued to kiss and hug. My dick was pressing 
against her pubic region, which caused her the shiver a 
bit in her lower abdomen. It was time she knew it.

Dagmar raised her lower body a bit and placed herself on 
top of my dick, which I held with my hand to help guide 
it in her. Then she lowered herself again on to my lap, 
while sitting on her knees. Her hands were placed on my 
shoulder. She had rehearsed this so many times in her 
mind, she knew exactly what to do. I was fine with that 
and let her take the initiative.

"Aaahh..." Dagmar moaned as she felt my dick entering 
her vagina. This was the second time in her life that 
this happened to her, but this time she was aware of it, 
and she loved the feeling it gave her. She thrusted her 
pelvis down on me, causing me to fill her up at once. 
She bit her lip in order not to yell from this 
overwhelming sensation. Then she just rested, trying to 
get used to having me inside her.

"Sorry about not having a hymen anymore..." she 
whispered to me, "I know how you guys like to pop those 
things."

"It's okay sweetie," I replied, "I didn't feel one the 
first time I had you."

"Yeah I know..." Dagmar said again, feeling slightly 
embarrassed now "I accidentally popped it myself with a 
banana when I was fifteen."

"With a banana?" I grinned.

"Yeah, well... A girl gotta use what she can get her 
hands on, right?" she replied, "Anyway, it hurt like 
hell when it happened and it even bled a little."

"Well then be glad you don't have to go through that 
now," I said to that.

She gave me a kiss to confirm that I was right, and then 
she started making small rocking motions with her hips, 
moving her pelvis back and forward, stimulating my dick 
and the inside of her vagina in the process. As she 
continued this, she felt herself getting hot, and a 
lovely feeling of excitement took hold of her belly. It 
actually gave her a bit of muscle cramp in her stomach, 
but still, she had never felt anything like it before, 
Not once when she had been playing with herself.

All this time I continued to kiss her all over her upper 
body. On her breasts, her chest, her neck, while holding 
her back firmly in my hands. She started thrusting on my 
dick harder now, as she felt she was reaching her 
climax. 

I felt it too, her body spasmed and then tensed. She 
closed her eyes and bit her lip, and then she grunted as 
she came. "Uhhhnnnnh! Oh... My... God... Oh wow, that 
felt so good!" Dagmar put her arms around my neck and 
nearly choked me out of happiness. I could see a tear of 
joy in her eyes.

Now it was my turn. I grabbed her by her waist and laid 
her on her back, while never pulling out of her. She 
never let go of her embrace of me. While still holding 
her back firmly in my hands, I started thrusting in and 
out of her, in ever increasing speed. Dagmar threw her 
head in her neck and let it all happen. She let out a 
constant flow of little sighs, pants and moans as I 
continued to work her and myself.

"Oh god yeah that's it..." she said, "Fuck me cousin, 
make me yours."

Suddenly, after a couple of minutes, I stopped thrusting 
into her. She could feel my dick twitch inside her. Next 
she felt my cum filling up her belly as it shot into her 
vagina, hitting against her cervix and through the 
narrow opening of her womb. "Mmmmmmmm..." She moaned 
when she felt it, and she tensed her muscles in order 
not to let go of my dick, pressing her thighs together, 
taking every last drop of my semen into her.

Then finally we relaxed. She rolled back on top of me, 
and I remained hard for a while and stayed in her. We 
just looked at each other. We knew what we had done was 
so very wrong in the eyes of so many people, but then 
why did it feel so good? We smiled and kissed each 
other. 

"Thanks Mark," she said, "that was even better then I 
had imagined it would be."

"You were awesome as well, little cousin." I said. 

"You're going home now?" She asked.

"Yeah. I think I overstayed my welcome here." I said to 
my cousin.

"I'm coming with you." She said next.

"I'd love that." I said.

She crawled off me, we got dressed again, she got her 
bags and we gave each other one last kiss. Then we went 
downstairs. 

***

In the living room the entire family was gathered. The 
look on their faces said everything. I remained quiet 
and made my way to the front door, while Dagmar started 
talking to them, explaining herself.

"Look, I know you all disapprove of this, but it is 
something that was bound to happen sooner or later. We 
have feelings for each other and cannot deny those any 
longer. I'm going home with Mark now and stay with him 
for the rest of the weekend, because we have a lot to 
talk about. All I can hope for is that you all can 
someday forgive us and accept what we have together. Bye 
now."

When I came to the front door I saw Nynke. She was 
blocking my way.

"What's up cousin?" I asked her. I could see she had 
been crying.

"Mark, for god's sake, don't do this," she said.

"Do what? Admit to my feelings for Dagmar?" I asked.

"Damn it, you idiot, you have no idea what you're doing. 
Please don't make the same mistake with my little girl 
we made eighteen years ago," she said.

I looked at her, thought for a bit, and then said: "I 
don't consider that a mistake, I never regretted us 
spending the night together, Nynke."

"For crying out loud, don't you get what I am trying to 
tell you?" She was getting irritated now.

"No, I don't. What is it that you're trying to tell me, 
cousin?" I asked confused.

"Remember how I claimed to have been raped right after 
we slept together?" She asked me now.

"Yes, I do."

"I made that up, I was never raped," she said.

I looked at her again, it started to sink in what she 
was going at, so I said: "Just what is it you are 
getting at, cousin, just say it damn it!"

"What I am trying to tell you is that I was never raped, 
period. Dagmar is not the result of some unknown 
stranger having his way with me, she is the result of 
our night together! Dagmar is your daughter, damn it!" 
Nynke yelled at me, loud enough for the rest of the 
family to hear.

I looked at my cousin in horror, completely shocked I 
was. "What?!? My dau... Why the hell did you never tell 
me this, you bitch!"

"I was afraid to..." Nynke sobbed, "Afraid of what the 
family would say or do if they knew we had a child 
together... So I kept it to myself and made up that rape 
story. How the hell was I supposed to know that you two 
would fall in love later?"

Then a muffled sound behind us, as if something had just 
fallen. We turned and looked, and it was Dagmar, she had 
fainted. Apparently she had heard every word of our 
argument...

END

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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life.

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