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(MF, inc, mast, oral, anal) *** Author's Note: This story contains explicitly described sexual acts of a heterosexual, incestuous of a non- violent nature. If this doesn't turn you on or offends you, STOP RIGHT NOW. Read no further. Exercise your right to NOT LOOK. *** I've had the hots for my first cousin Jacqueline for a fair number of years now, at least since junior high school when I was a horny bastard and had the hots for anything female that was halfway cute. Being the average horny female, she felt pretty much the same way about things male, but we never did anything much more than a little touchy-feely on a dare at a party, and once, when we were completely stoned, we masturbated in front of each other. Jaq was cute then, and she's cuter now, to say nothing of having a much more interesting body. Back than, she was your average little dark-haired kid. Now, she's a fairly sexy woman. She's just about my height, and has a long mass of very dark hair. Her tits are average to large, her ass in nice and curved, and she's basically very nicely put together, if a little overweight in spots. We're roughly the same age... she was born in December, and I was born in the following February. We look a lot alike, too. People can tell we're related right away, although they usually think we're brother and sister, rather than cousins. Both of us work here in New York City, and we occasionally meet for a drink or dinner or something. Last summer, we met for dinner after work one Friday. Both of us were dressed for work, which in my case was jeans and a tee shirt, and in her case was a suit with a skirt that cut off around mid-thigh, and a sheer, almost translucent blouse. Since the weather was kind of warm, she carried the jacket, so I at least got to enjoy the sight of her tits jiggling around in her clothes. We spent so much time at dinner that I missed the last regular train out of Penn, so I went with her back to her apartment to hang out, since the next train home didn't leave for two hours or so. When we got there, Jaq pulled out a bottle of wine and a baggie and said, "I'll pour if you roll." "Shit... been a long time since we smoked together, but I'll see if I can remember how to." I smiled a little at her... we used to sneak off at family gatherings and get stoned all the time when we were younger, and we still party together during the annual "Cousins Day Summer Bash" I throw out at my place on Long Island. Jaq had gotten some seriously good weed this time. I could smell the sweet scent of quality pot even before I opened the baggie up. "Can you grab the corkscrew? It's in the cabinet next to the stove." "This one?" I asked, bending down. "Yeah...should be hanging on a little hook on the door." I opened the cabinet. It was full of general pantry sort of stuff like cereal, rice, olive oil, vinegar, and, most importantly, the desired corkscrew. I pulled it off the hook and handed it to her. "Thanks." She began to open the wine. "You know, you could at least shut the damn cabinet." "Yeah, yeah, yeah," I said, getting back to rolling the weed, "in a minute, in a minute. It's not going anywhere." I made two nice, thick, tight ones and grabbed a saucer out of the dish drain to use as an ashtray. "Got a lighter?" "Second drawer on the left." Jacqueline poured out two glasses of wine. So we were sitting there, getting nicely buzzed on the wine and the pot, and just chatting about life, the universe and everything. The pot was every bit as good as it had smelled and pretty damned potent. As is usual when I party with a pretty girl, I got horny. I was sneaking looks up her skirt, and trying (not very successfully) to conceal a raging hard-on by holding my hands directly over it. Of course, this led to pressure on it, which led to more horniness. Jaq was also feeling the effects, because she kept crossing and uncrossing her legs, which kept her skirt creeping up her thigh, which just made me even hornier, which made her hornier, in a very positive feedback loop. A break came when the phone rang. Jaq got up to answer it, or, at any rate, she tried to get up. Instead, she kind of slid to the floor. I went to help her up, which left the bulge in my pants more or less staring her in the face. As I lifted her to her feet, it pressed up against her tits and ran slowly along her body. That was the breaking point for me. As I drew her to her feet, I kissed her and pressed my body forward, pushing my cock into her thigh. Jaq started kissing me back, and grinding back. Clearly, it had been too much for her, too, and she was just as ready as I was, blood relative or no. Her tongue snaked out to join mine in a passionate kiss. She reached down with her hands and began rubbing the bulge in my jeans. She undid the button and pulled the zipper down, letting her fingers slip inside my underwear to wrap around my stiff prick. It was already oozing pre-cum, and her finger motion wasn't doing anything to stem the flow. Her fingers gently stroked the shaft of my cock. Two thoughts were colliding in my pot-and-booze-soaked brain. One thought was on the order of "Fuck, but this feels good!" and the other was "Shithead! She's your first cousin!" The feeling good soon won out, especially when got my pants down and was able to fully start jerking me off. I lifted up her skirt and started to massage her ass as well as I could. I like her ass. It's a nice size, maybe a little big, but smooth and well shaped. We sank back down to the kitchen floor, our hands busily working on each other's crotches and our mouths locked together. By this time, I had a finger snuck into her cunt, and she was vigorously rubbing my cock. And then suddenly our mouths were apart and Jaq was bending down to blow me. I leaned back and enjoyed the feeling of her tongue stroking up and down my rod. She licked the head directly and then I felt her mouth wrapped around my cock. She slowly bobbed her head up and down over my rod, each time taking a good chunk of my cock into her mouth. She worked her jaws, letting her lips and tongue and palate put an marvelous alternating pressure on the entire shaft. Her fingers tickled my balls and my asshole lightly. I grasped Jaq by the hair and began thrusting my cock into her mouth, gently at first, but when she kept up on my cock and asshole, I couldn't really hold myself back. I began actively trying to fuck her mouth with my cock. She tried to pull back, although not very much, but I grabbed her head and held it over my crotch. I pushed deeply into her mouth, forcing my prick into her until she had the entire length buried in her face. I fucked more rapidly, until the cum that had been building in my balls since we met for dinner shot out into her mouth. I made one last thrust deep into her mouth as spurt after spurt of hot cream blasted into her. Jaq choked and gagged a little, but managed to swallow my load without losing it entirely. Finally, I relaxed enough to withdraw my prick from her face. She kissed it gently, and I opened my eyes to see her, her face covered with sweat and her mouth rimmed with my semen and her saliva. Her lips and tongue were gently licking the cum from my cock. She made her way back up to my mouth and we started kissing again. It used to bother me kissing a woman after she blew me, but I came to realize in college that my cum couldn't hurt me any worse than it hurt her. After I tried eating my own after jerking off one day, I realized the stuff had little or no taste, other than being vaguely salty, and wasn't too horrid, if not much of a turn on. I went back to playing with her cunt, which was still kind of juicy. As I diddled with her clit, I gently lay her on her back, sank down between her legs and pulled her pantyhose and panties off of her. Then I sank my face into her fur and began licking her cunt. I licked roughly on her labia, letting my tongue slip into her slit. I pursed my lips over her clit and sucked gently on it. I began pushing my fingers up inside her twat. Jaq sighed slightly, and wriggled around my fingers. I started moving them more rapidly in and out of her. Her pussy juices had soaked her muff, and dripped down her ass onto the tile. My entire world was filled with the scent and taste of my cousin's pussy. I withdrew my fingers from her snatch. She protested, but only for a second, only until I began pushing my well-juiced index finger up into her little, brown back door. Jaq gasped slightly, but my clit-licking had her spreading her legs wide, and the gentle motion I was using clearly felt good. But it wasn't really working the way I desired. By some miracle of coordination that I can't quite explain, mainly because I don't remember it too clearly, I managed to grab the olive oil from the cabinet and get the cap off it. I only meant to use a little, just to make it easier to get my finger up into her ass, but I ended up basically soaking her entire crotch, to say nothing of the floor, her ass and her suit (I ended up buying her a new one to replace that one.) Even though I had lubrication to spare at this point, I made sure not to rush as I moved my finger deeper into her asshole, until it was all the way in. Then, even more slowly, I withdrew it and pushed it in again, all the while keeping my mouth moving on her little bud. Jaq shifted, trying to get this sensation (unfamiliar, I later found out) down. But I simply added a second finger, pushing the two up her asshole together. This took a little work, but the oil made it easier. Finally, I was able to get a steady rhythm going with the two fingers slowly fucking her ass. Then I took my other hand and resumed fingering her cunt. Jaq held my head in place as I fucked both of her tight holes with my hands and licked her clit. Her legs were spread wide to allow me into her cunt and ass. She was thrusting forward to meet my probing fingers, and her breath was coming in short gasps. My cousin's pussy was tangy and salty, even through the taste of the oil. Her thick, dark pubic hair tickled my face, and her juices mingled with the oil, until her crotch, and my face and hands were a sticky, slick mess. I was beginning to speed up, when Jaq started cumming. She gave a short, sharp scream and her body started trembling. I felt her pussy and asshole pulsing, and the volume of her pussy juice increased sharply. Her breath was regular, just about every half second, and it mixed with a low moan. Her body shook, and her legs and arms went very rigid. They weren't the only thing. The whole thing of sucking and being sucked by Jaq, who was not merely cute, but a close relative, felt dirty and forbidden enough, even to me, that I was already good and stiff. I was up and ready for action again, even as Jaq was relaxing slightly from her orgasm. I moved up, ready to stick my cock into her obviously willing pussy, but some minor vestige of rational thought reminded me that I had no idea whether she was on the Pill or a diaphragm or whatever, and the oil would have eaten through a rubber in no time flat, and that I for shit sure didn't need to knock up my own cousin. On the other hand, there was oil all over the place, and she had just managed to take two fingers fucking her butthole, so why not my cock? It's not like I'm supremely well-hung or anything...just an average cock on an average body. So I oiled up my dick and started pushing it into her ass. To keep her interested, I rubbed my thumb over her cunt and clit. Jaq's eyes opened in surprise when my cock invaded her back door, but she soon closed them again as I concentrated more on pleasuring her cunt. I pushed my prick slowly in and out of her anus, letting it go just a tiny bit deeper with each thrust. Lord, her ass was tight, and if it hadn't been for the blow job she gave me, I never would have lasted until my cock was all the way in. Once my cock was all the way up her ass, I just held it there and began seriously playing with her snatch again. Jaq closed her eyes as I rubbed my thumb directly on her well-oiled clit, letting my fingers slide over her pussy lips. Jaq wriggled around me a little, slapping her ass cheeks against my balls as she tried to get more of me inside her. Since my cock couldn't go any deeper into her butt, I worked two fingers in and out of her cunt. Jaq bit down on her lower lip and choked off a scream. At that point, we were ready for more serious ass- fucking. She lay on the floor under me, with her skirt hiked up around her waist and her legs up in the air and spread wide. I was shoving my cock deeply into her asshole and playing with her pussy. Jaq had started playing with her tits, in the process getting oil all over her blouse, which turned it from translucent to transparent (as well as ruining it... I ended up replacing that too.). I was getting a little rougher on her ass and pussy, slamming both holes with my fingers and prick. It was getting too much for me. Jaq's asshole was just too tight, and I just couldn't fuck it any more without shooting. I stopped concentrating on her cunt, just letting the feel of my cousin's ass on my prick carry me past the point of no return. I pushed my cock into her rectum as far as I could, then pulled almost all the way out and gave one last thrust into her butt, feeling the cum boil out of me into her backside. There wasn't nearly as much sperm shooting out into her ass as I'd let fly into her mouth, but it still felt like a good, solid load of cum, draining me physically. I slumped sideways, totally relaxed and totally spend. Jaq, however, began working on her cunt, going for that extra orgasm that I hadn't quite given her. I watched as her hands pumped her pussy, rubbing over her clit in a blur. Suddenly, she arched her back and screamed, her entire body stiffening up. She stopped moving, except for a visible pulsing in her pussy and asshole. Her cream was pushed from her snatch, dripping down to mingle with my cum oozing from her dilated anus. The two of us drifted off to sleep, there on her kitchen floor, half dressed and lying in a pool of cum and oil. We woke up the next morning, stiff, sticky and embarrassed as all hell. We weren't quite sure how to deal with this particular taboo topic, and the fact that we were lying there letting it all (or most of it, anyway) hang out didn't make it easier. I, of course, tried to put my usual good spin on things as we stripped off our stained and sweaty clothes, pointing out that it was spontaneous and good for both of us. Jaq was still uncomfortable however, so I suggested a shower, the two of us, to clear things up. Jaq wasn't real comfortable with that, either, so I let her shower while I tried to clean up the mess we'd made of the kitchen. I looked at our clothes in a pile in the corner and tried to think things through myself. OK, so we'd gotten stoned and gone at it. OK, so she was my first cousin and we'd spent a large portion of the prior evening eating each other and ass-fucking. Part of me felt very dirty and very ashamed, and the other part felt very much at peace and very satisfied. And the thought of her body next to mine excited me. I thought of her in the shower, where I could hear the water running over her naked flesh. I imagined each glorious square inch and my cock jerked up in response. I idly stroked it, thinking of what Jaq and I had been doing less than a dozen hours ago. I looked down in the pile of clothes. Her tits had been in that bra all night, and I never got a chance to suck them or fuck them. Wow...that was a thought. To have Jaq wrap her tits around my cock and stroke until I spurted cum on them. Fuck, she was showering, and I was horny as hell...I picked up her bra, wrapped the soft cloth around my cock and began to stroke, all the while thinking of my cousin's body, and how her cunt had tasted and how good and tight it felt to fuck her ass. In my mind, I could hear her gasping for breath as the orgasm hit her, and hear the little slurping sounds her body made as my cock and fingers plunged into her. I could smell her twat and the scent of a cum oozing from her well-fucked ass. I felt her hands and mouth and asshole around my cock. I took her panties and inhaled deeply, letting her scent work its way deep into my consciousness. I stroked harder into her bra, feeling the pleasant tension of an impending orgasm in the base of my cock. I felt the smooth fabric as though it were her tits, and they were stroking my prick. I thought of Jaq, my cousin, and stroked until my orgasm couldn't be denied. The sperm pulsed out of my cock into Jaq's bra, making a thick, sticky mess in the cup. I looked at it, imagining how it would drip from her nipples down her stomach, before coming to rest on her bush. I shook myself out of my reverie, cleaning my cock with her panties. I grabbed the pile of clothes and headed for the hamper, and ran smack into Jaq, who was standing in the door to the kitchen, wearing a bathrobe and a quizzical look, a sort of "why are you cumming in my underwear" look. "You do it again, wouldn't you?" she asked. She grabbed a container of OJ out of the fridge and popped a pill into her mouth, washing it down with a swig of juice. "You bet your sweet ass I would," I replied, "in 30 minutes or less." That was birth control, no doubt about it...the oblong pink package was familiar. At least I knew now, if the opportunity ever arose. She nodded, wiping the juice off the corner of her mouth. "Yeah, I think I would too. I thought about it in the shower and it was pretty fucking intense. So now what?" "Well, I don't have any clean clothes here, so unless I can fit in a pair of your jeans and a t-shirt, I hang out and jump your bones while the laundry is going." Jaq snorted. "Get into the shower and clean up... then we'll see if I can find something that fits you." Rather than anything sexy, we ended up going to my place out on Long Island to get me some real clothes (as opposed to her shorts and a tee shirt), and thence out to the beach. Jaq is also of that particular stripe... so much so that she tends to dispose of a large portion of her disposable income out on Fire Island every summer weekend. I'm not that fancy... I'll just head out to Jones Beach or Robert Moses when I can catch the time. So we spend the day on the beach with a bottle of wine and some sandwiches and a radio and talked about the night before. We were both still unsure about the direction our relationship had taken. We were unsure of whether to continue, or whether to stop or whatever. The end result was noncommittal... kind of a wait and see. I was more interested in the seeing part, since Jaq had worn a fairly tiny two-piece suit, which left large portions of her tits and ass exposed. Truthfully, we both felt the tension. We both were horny, and spreading lotion on each other didn't help. My erection was pretty obvious through my suit, and she kept looking at it, and by the time we headed back to my place after talking about sex all day and looking at each other and feeling each other with the both of us remembering the previous night, it was pretty much inevitable. We didn't, however, just jump each other the minute we walked through the door. For one thing, we were hungry and a little buzzed, and we both were trying to keep some sort of control. So instead, we hung out on the deck in the back yard, and started the barbecue. We cooked up some burgers and turned on the tunes, and just watched the night fall. Long about 9-ish, Jaq got sick of my taste in music (loud, metallic sort of stuff) and switched the radio over to her favorite "dance music" station and started to dance around the deck. Watching her bounce around in her bathing suit was definitely a cock-raising sight, especially after a bit when she started being more suggestive in her dance moves, moving her hands quickly over her tits, or licking her lips. I sat there, kind of dazed, with an enormous bulge in my bathing suit, watching her. Jaq wriggled and jiggled for a while, then hooked her hands into the strap of her bathing suit top and undid it. She held the top on in front of her, gyrating her hips practically in my face, and turned slowly away from me, letting the top drop away from her to the deck. She turned again, this time with her hands keeping her tits covered. She licked her lips sensuously and slowly drew her hands away from the nipples, letting the fingers run across her body and down to her waist. The tan lines were fresh across her body, creating white triangles over her nipples. She twirled her hands down to her ass, grasping the cheeks and massaging them. She turned around, letting her hair fly and rubbing her butt. The thumbs hooked into the bottom of her suit, and Jaq started pulling it down. She sat in one of the lounges, then rolled onto her back and lifted her legs up, pulling the suit off in one smooth, fluid motion. My cousin lay there on the chair, completely nude except for a pair of beach sandals and some jewelry. She ran her hands over her body, letting her fingers tickle her nipples and her clit. She looked up at me and smiled, "Your turn." As dancers go, I rate somewhere between very bad and piss-poor. I tried my best to imitate her gyrating, but my shirt got caught on my glasses, and my suit got caught on my cock, and the both of us were laughing by the time I was done. I sat on the edge of the chair next to her, idly stroking her tits. She reached into my lap and grasped my jutting cock, wrapping her agile fingers around it and jerking gently. I bend down to kiss her tits and ran my hand down to her snatch. Jaq sighed as my tongue ran over her nipples. They were large and well defined, sticking up like little brown buds under my oral attention. I pulled one gently between my lips, sucking on it, tasting the sweat and salt and sun on it. I nursed on my cousin, all the while fingering her sweet pussy. Jaq's legs shifted and I took advantage of the space to sink 2 fingers deep into her. I rubbed over her clit with the palm of my hand. Jaq released her grip on my cock and just lay back with her eyes closed. I kissed my way slowly down from her tits to her snatch and began giving her cunt the same sort of attention I'd been giving her nipples. I forced my tongue deep into her snatch, letting her tart juices gather in my mouth. I bobbed my head up and down, fucking her with my tongue. Then I settled back onto her clit and let my fingers invade her sweet depths. Jaq gave a low moan as my fingers pounded her snatch and my mouth worked double- time on her little bud. I just kept licking and kissing it, until she finally screamed. I felt her pussy quiver around my fingers and lapped harder. She grabbed my head and held it in place over her cunt. Her fingers grabbed my hair, painfully, and then relaxed. I kissed my way back up from her pussy to her tits, letting my tongue roll gently over them. Jaq lay there, spread on the chair, and smiled down at me. "Are you ready?" I nodded, kneeling in front of her. She grasped my cock and guided it towards her pussy. I pushed forward, sinking my cock into her well-lubed slit. There was practically no resistance as my prick went into her, but the two of us sighed in the consummation of our desires. Jaq pulled me down onto her and kissed me passionately. Her tits pressed up against my chest. We settle down to some deep, slow fucking. I kept my dick moving in and out of her snatch, she was rocking her hips back and forth in opposition. Her legs were grasping my waist, her arms were wrapped around me, and our mouths were locked together. Jaq's cunt gripped my pounding rod. We started speeding up, lost in the sea of pleasure we were swimming in. I pushed harder into her snatch, and she spread herself wide and rocked back and forth. We were both approaching the final point of no return, when the chair, unused to being pushed far beyond its design, creaked and collapsed. The chair fell, and she fell, and I fell onto her. After a collective "OOF!" we looked at each other. "You okay?" I asked her as I rolled off her. "Uh-huh" She nodded. "You?" "Just fine," I said, bending over to kiss her again. I stroked her body, letting my fingers run down. I pulled up on her side. Jaq finally caught on and rolled over, leaving her ass up and exposed. I stroked it lightly, bending down to run my tongue over the smooth flesh. I slid one hand over and down her crack to her cunt. I lifted up, so that she was on all fours. I knelt behind her, guiding my cock back into her pussy. And there we were. Jaq was on her knees, and my cock was pounding into her cunt from behind. Her tits were swinging below her, and she was sucking on her fingers. I had my thumb stuck into her asshole, and I was moving it around slowly. Sweat poured off the two of us in the warm, humid night air. I couldn't take too much more of my cousin's cunt. I could feel the pressure building up in the base of my cock, and every thrust into her raised the tension level. I sped up, pushing my prick between her pussy lips as hard and fast as I could. And then the boiling point was reached. My balls and ass tightened and I could feel the hot cum spurting forth from the tip of my cock into her waiting snatch. I kept pumping, unwilling to stop fucking her, but my cock was shrinking despite my desire. Finally, I withdrew from her cum-soaked slit and kissed the back of her neck. Jacqueline, my cousin and my lover, smiled back at me. AFTERWORD Jacqueline's and my relationship has continued since then. We realize that, as first cousins, there's only so far we can go with this thing, but neither of us want to stop, and, quite frankly, the sex is too damned good. We both find the tension and the forbidden aspect exciting, and just the word "cousin" while we're fucking is an almost guaranteed orgasm for one or the other of us. We arrange to meet each other on weekends or after work, and this past winter we took a very sexy ski trip together. Everyone else in the family thought it was great that we were going together, especially since we made at least a minor effort to get some of the other cousins along. Needless to say, we spent more time fucking and sucking than we did skiing. This summer, we've coordinated our time off and have plans for a week away. I'd like to read any other true stories people here on alt.sex.stories have. I can tell you, it feels funny writing about it, because it really brings the fact that we shouldn't be doing this to the front. But it also makes for some cock-rousing memories. Maybe Jaq and I will go to the beach this weekend... END * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * It's okay to *READ* stories about unprotected sex with others outside a monogamous relationship. But it isn't okay to *HAVE* unprotected sex with people other than a trusted partner. 4-million people around the world contract HIV every year. You only have one body per lifetime, so take good care of it! * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * Kristen's collection - Directory 70