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Cousin Jaqueline
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COUSIN JACQUELINE
by Standby
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WARNING!
This story contains explicitly described sexual acts of a
heterosexual, _incestuous_, and non-violent nature. If this
doesn't turn you on or offends you, STOP RIGHT NOW. Read no
further. Exercise your right to NOT LOOK.
INTRODUCTION
Instead of my standard disclaimer, I'm going to put in a
little introduction. The "story" you're going to read is not
quite fictional. Instead, it's a vaguely embellished version of
something that happened last summer. Names have been changed for
reasons which will become obvious, if they aren't already. Any
particular obvious giveaways have been changed. Some details
were invented, because I can't quite remember them. However, the
gist of the "story" is true, and describes the beginning of an
ongoing sexual relationship I have with one of my cousins. I'm
posting it here because I think it makes a good story and I've
been stuck on part 7 of "Sheryl" for a long time. Also I'm
pretty damned sure that nobody else in the family has access to
the net, and that I'm anonymous in any case.
I
I've had the hots for my first cousin Jacqueline for a
fair number of years now, at least since junior high school when
I was a horny bastard and had the hots for anything female that
was halfway cute. Being the average horny female, she felt
pretty much the same way about things male, but we never did
anything much more than a little touchy-feely on a dare at a
party, and once, when we were completely stoned, we masturbated
in front of each other.
Jaq was cute then, and she's cuter now, to say nothing of
having a much more interesting body. Back than, she was your
average little dark-haired kid. Now, she's a fairly sexy woman.
She's just about my height, and has a long mass of very dark
hair. Her tits are average to large, her ass in nice and curved,
and she's basically very nicely put together, if a little
overweight in spots. We're roughly the same age...she was born
in December, and I was born in the following February. We look a
lot alike, too. People can tell we're related right away,
although they usually think we're brother and sister, rather than
cousins.
Both of us work here in New York City, and we
occasionally meet for a drink or dinner or something. Last
summer, we met for dinner after work one Friday. Both of us were
dressed for work, which in my case was jeans and a tee shirt, and
in her case was a suit with a skirt that cut off around mid-
thigh, and a sheer, almost translucent blouse. Since the weather
was kind of warm, she carried the jacket, so I at least got to
enjoy the sight of her tits jiggling around in her clothes. We
spent so much time at dinner that I missed the last regular train
out of Penn, so I went with her back to her apartment to hang
out, since the next train home didn't leave for two hours or so.
When we got there, Jaq pulled out a bottle of wine and a baggie
and said, "I'll pour if you roll."
"Shit...been a long time since we smoked together, but
I'll see if I can remember how to." I smiled a little at
her...we used to sneak off at family gatherings and get stoned
all the time when we were younger, and we still party together
during the annual "Cousins Day Summer Bash" I throw out at my
place on Long Island. Jaq had gotten some seriously good weed
this time. I could smell the sweet scent of quality pot even
before I opened the baggie up.
"Can you grab the corkscrew? It's in the cabinet next to
the stove."
"This one?" I asked, bending down.
"Yeah...should be hanging on a little hook on the door."
I opened the cabinet. It was full of general pantry sort
of stuff like cereal, rice, olive oil, vinegar, and, most
importantly, the desired corkscrew. I pulled it off the hook and
handed it to her.
"Thanks." She began to open the wine. "You know, you
could at least shut the damn cabinet."
"Yeah, yeah, yeah," I said, getting back to rolling the
weed, "in a minute, in a minute. It's not going anywhere." I
made two nice, thick, tight ones and grabbed a saucer out of the
dish drain to use as an ashtray. "Got a lighter?"
"Second drawer on the left." Jacqueline poured out two
glasses of wine.
So we were sitting there, getting nicely buzzed on the
wine and the pot, and just chatting about life, the universe and
everything. The pot was every bit as good as it had smelled and
pretty damned potent. As is usual when I party with a pretty
girl, I got horny. I was sneaking looks up her skirt, and trying
(not very successfully) to conceal a raging hardon by holding my
hands directly over it. Of course, this led to pressure on it,
which led to more horniness. Jaq was also feeling the effects,
because she kept crossing and uncrossing her legs, which kept her
skirt creeping up her thigh, which just made me even hornier,
which made her hornier, in a very positive feedback loop.
A break came when the phone rang. Jaq got up to answer
it, or, at any rate, she tried to get up. Instead, she kind of
slid to the floor. I went to help her up, which left the bulge
in my pants more or less staring her in the face. As I lifted
her to her feet, it pressed up against her tits and ran slowly
along her body. That was the breaking point for me. As I drew
her to her feet, I kissed her and pressed my body forward,
pushing my cock into her thigh.
Jaq started kissing me back, and grinding back. Clearly,
it had been too much for her, too, and she was just as ready as I
was, blood relative or no. Her tongue snaked out to join mine in
a passionate kiss. She reached down with her hands and began
rubbing the bulge in my jeans. She undid the button and pulled
the zipper down, letting her fingers slip inside my underwear to
wrap around my stiff prick. It was already oozing pre-cum, and
her finger motion wasn't doing anything to stem the flow.
Her fingers gently stroked the shaft of my cock. Two
thoughts were colliding in my pot-and-booze-soaked brain. One
thought was on the order of "Fuck, but this feels good!" and the
other was "Shithead! She's your first cousin!" The feeling good
soon won out, especially when got my pants down and was able to
fully start jerking me off. I lifted up her skirt and started
to massage her ass as well as I could. I like her ass. It's a
nice size, maybe a little big, but smooth and well shaped. We
sank back down to the kitchen floor, our hands busily working on
each others crotches and our mouths locked together. By this
time, I had a finger snuck into her cunt, and she was vigorously
rubbing my cock. And then suddenly our mouths were apart and Jaq
was bending down to blow me.
I leaned back and enjoyed the feeling of her tongue
stroking up and down my rod. She licked the head directly and
then I felt her mouth wrapped around my cock. She slowly bobbed
her head up and down over my rod, each time taking a good chunk
of my cock into her mouth. She worked her jaws, letting her lips
and tongue and palate put an marvelous alternating pressure on
the entire shaft. Her fingers tickled my balls and my asshole
lightly.
I grasped Jaq by the hair and began thrusting my cock
into her mouth, gently at first, but when she kept up on my cock
and asshole, I couldn't really hold myself back. I began
actively trying to fuck her mouth with my cock. She tried to
pull back, although not very much, but I grabbed her head and
held it over my crotch. I pushed deeply into her mouth, forcing
my prick into her until she had the entire length buried in her
face. I fucked more rapidly, until the cum that had been
building in my balls since we met for dinner shot out into her
mouth. I made one last thrust deep into her mouth as spurt after
spurt of hot cream blasted into her.
Jaq choked and gagged a little, but managed to swallow my
load without losing it entirely. Finally, I relaxed enough to
withdraw my prick from her face. She kissed it gently, and I
opened my eyes to see her, her face covered with sweat and her
mouth rimmed with my semen and her saliva. Her lips and tongue
were gently licking the cum from my cock.
She made her way back up to my mouth and we started
kissing again. It used to bother me kissing a woman after she
blew me, but I came to realize in college that my cum couldn't
hurt me any worse than it hurt her. After I tried eating my own
after jerking off one day, I realized the stuff had little or no
taste, other than being vaguely salty, and wasn't too horrid, if
not much of a turn on.
I went back to playing with her cunt, which was still
kind of juicy. As I diddled with her clit, I gently lay her on
her back, sank down between her legs and pulled her pantyhose and
panties off of her. Then I sank my face into her fur and began
licking her cunt. I licked roughly on her labia, letting my
tongue slip into her slit. I pursed my lips over her clit and
sucked gently on it. I began pushing my fingers up inside her
twat. Jaq sighed slightly, and wriggled around my fingers. I
started moving them more rapidly in and out of her. Her pussy
juices had soaked her muff, and dripped down her ass onto the
tile. My entire world was filled with the scent and taste of my
cousin's pussy. I withdrew my fingers from her snatch. She
protested, but only for a second, only until I began pushing my
well-juiced index finger up into her little, brown back door.
Jaq gasped slightly, but my clit-licking had her spreading her
legs wide, and the gentle motion I was using clearly felt good.
But it wasn't really working the way I desired.
By some miracle of coordination that I can't quite
explain, mainly because I don't remember it too clearly, I
managed to grab the olive oil from the cabinet and get the cap
off it. I only meant to use a little, just to make it easier to
get my finger up into her ass, but I ended up basically soaking
her entire crotch, to say nothing of the floor, her ass and her
suit (I ended up buying her a new one to replace that one.)
Even though I had lubrication to spare at this point, I
made sure not to rush as I moved my finger deeper into her
asshole, until it was all the way in. Then, even more slowly, I
withdrew it and pushed it in again, all the while keeping my
mouth moving on her little bud. Jaq shifted, trying to get this
sensation (unfamiliar, I later found out) down. But I simply
added a second finger, pushing the two up her asshole together.
This took a little work, but the oil made it easier. Finally, I
was able to get a steady rhythm going with the two fingers slowly
fucking her ass. Then I took my other hand and resumed fingering
her cunt.
Jaq held my head in place as I fucked both of her tight
holes with my hands and licked her clit. Her legs were spread
wide to allow me into her cunt and ass. She was thrusting
forward to meet my probing fingers, and her breath was coming in
short gasps. My cousin's pussy was tangy and salty, even through
the taste of the oil. Her thick, dark pubic hair tickled my
face, and her juices mingled with the oil, until her crotch, and
my face and hands were a sticky, slick mess.
I was beginning to speed up, when Jaq started cumming.
She gave a short, sharp scream and her body started trembling. I
felt her pussy and asshole pulsing, and the volume of her pussy
juice increased sharply. Her breath was regular, just about
every half second, and it mixed with a low moan. Her body shook,
and her legs and arms went very rigid.
They weren't the only thing. The whole thing of sucking
and being sucked by Jaq, who was not merely cute, but a close
relative, felt dirty and forbidden enough, even to me, that I was
already good and stiff. I was up and ready for action again,
even as Jaq was relaxing slightly from her orgasm.
I moved up, ready to stick my cock into her obviously
willing pussy, but some minor vestige of rational thought
reminded me that I had no idea whether she was on the Pill or a
diaphragm or whatever, and the oil would have eaten through a
rubber in no time flat, and that I for shit sure didn't need to
knock up my own cousin. On the other hand, there was oil all
over the place, and she had just managed to take two fingers
fucking her butthole, so why not my cock? It's not like I'm
supremely well-hung or anything...just an average cock on an
average body. So I oiled up my dick and started pushing it into
her ass. To keep her interested, I rubbed my thumb over her cunt
and clit.
Jaq's eyes opened in surprise when my cock invaded her
back door, but she soon closed them again as I concentrated more
on pleasuring her cunt. I pushed my prick slowly in and out of
her anus, letting it go just a tiny bit deeper with each thrust.
Lord, her ass was tight, and if it hadn't been for the blow job
she gave me, I never would have lasted until my cock was all the
way in.
Once my cock was all the way up her ass, I just held it
there and began seriously playing with her snatch again. Jaq
closed her eyes as I rubbed my thumb directly on her well-oiled
clit, letting my fingers slide over her pussy lips. Jaq
wriggled around me a little, slapping her ass cheeks against my
balls as she tried to get more of me inside her. Since my cock
couldn't go any deeper into her butt, I worked two fingers in and
out of her cunt. Jaq bit down on her lower lip and choked off a
scream.
At that point, we were ready for more serious assfucking.
She lay on the floor under me, with her skirt hiked up around her
waist and her legs up in the air and spread wide. I was shoving
my cock deeply into her asshole and playing with her pussy. Jaq
had started playing with her tits, in the process getting oil all
over her blouse, which turned it from translucent to transparent
(as well as ruining it...I ended up replacing that too.). I was
getting a little rougher on her ass and pussy, slamming both
holes with my fingers and prick.
It was getting too much for me. Jaq's asshole was just
too tight, and I just couldn't fuck it any more without shooting.
I stopped concentrating on her cunt, just letting the feel of my
cousin's ass on my prick carry me past the point of no return. I
pushed my cock into her rectum as far as I could, then pulled
almost all the way out and gave one last thrust into her butt,
feeling the cum boil out of me into her backside.
There wasn't nearly as much sperm shooting out into her
ass as I'd let fly into her mouth, but it still felt like a good,
solid load of cum, draining me physically. I slumped sideways,
totally relaxed and totally spend. Jaq, however, began working
on her cunt, going for that extra orgasm that I hadn't quite
given her. I watched as her hands pumped her pussy, rubbing over
her clit in a blur. Suddenly, she arched her back and screamed,
her entire body stiffening up. She stopped moving, except for a
visible pulsing in her pussy and asshole. Her cream was pushed
from her snatch, dripping down to mingle with my cum oozing from
her dilated anus.
II
The two of us drifted off to sleep, there on her kitchen
floor, half dressed and lying in a pool of cum and oil. We woke
up the next morning, stiff, sticky and embarrassed as all hell.
We weren't quite sure how to deal with this particular taboo
topic, and the fact that we were lying there letting it all (or
most of it, anyway) hang out didn't make it easier. I, of
course, tried to put my usual good spin on things as we stripped
off our stained and sweaty clothes, pointing out that it was
spontaneous and good for both of us. Jaq was still uncomfortable
however, so I suggested a shower, the two of us, to clear things
up.
Jaq wasn't real comfortable with that, either, so I let
her shower while I tried to clean up the mess we'd made of the
kitchen. I looked at our clothes in a pile in the corner and
tried to think things through myself. OK, so we'd gotten stoned
and gone at it. OK, so she was my first cousin and we'd spent a
large portion of the prior evening eating each other and
assfucking. Part of me felt very dirty and very ashamed, and the
other part felt very much at peace and very satisfied. And the
thought of her body next to mine excited me. I thought of her in
the shower, where I could hear the water running over her naked
flesh. I imagined each glorious square inch and my cock jerked
up in response. I idly stroked it, thinking of what Jaq and I
had been doing less than a dozen hours ago.
I looked down in the pile of clothes. Her tits had been
in that bra all night, and I never got a chance to suck them or
fuck them. Wow...that was a thought. To have Jaq wrap her tits
around my cock and stroke until I spurted cum on them. Fuck, she
was showering, and I was horny as hell...I picked up her bra,
wrapped the soft cloth around my cock and began to stroke, all
the while thinking of my cousin's body, and how her cunt had
tasted and how good and tight it felt to fuck her ass. In my
mind, I could hear her gasping for breath as the orgasm hit her,
and hear the little slurping sounds her body made as my cock and
fingers plunged into her. I could smell her twat and the scent
of a cum oozing from her well-fucked ass. I felt her hands and
mouth and asshole around my cock. I took her panties and inhaled
deeply, letting her scent work its way deep into my consciousness
I stroked harder into her bra, feeling the pleasant
tension of an impending orgasm in the base of my cock. I felt
the smooth fabric as though it were her tits, and they were
stroking my prick. I thought of Jaq, my cousin, and stroked
until my orgasm couldn't be denied.
The sperm pulsed out of my cock into Jaq's bra, making a
thick, sticky mess in the cup. I looked at it, imagining how it
would drip from her nipples down her stomach, before coming to
rest on her bush. I shook myself out of my reverie, cleaning my
cock with her panties. I grabbed the pile of clothes and headed
for the hamper, and ran smack into Jaq, who was standing in the
door to the kitchen, wearing a bathrobe and a quizzical look, a
sort of "why are you cumming in my underwear" look.
"You do it again, wouldn't you?" she asked. She grabbed
a container of OJ out of the fridge and popped a pill into her
mouth, washing it down with a swig of juice.
"You bet your sweet ass I would," I replied, "in 30
minutes or less." That was birth control, no doubt about
it...the oblong pink package was familiar. At least I knew now,
if the opportunity ever arose.
She nodded, wiping the juice off the corner of her mouth.
"Yeah, I think I would too. I thought about it in the shower and
it was pretty fucking intense. So now what?"
"Well, I don't have any clean clothes here, so unless I
can fit in a pair of your jeans and a t-shirt, I hang out and
jump your bones while the laundry is going."
Jaq snorted. "Get into the shower and clean up...then
we'll see if I can find something that fits you."
III
Rather than anything sexy, we ended up going to my place
out on Long Island to get me some real clothes (as opposed to her
shorts and a tee shirt), and thence out to the beach. Anyone
who's read any of my fictional posts on alt.sex.stories
(especially Sheryl parts 4 and 5) knows just how much I love the
beach and everything about it. Jaq is also of that particular
stripe...so much so that she tends to dispose of a large portion
of her disposable income out on Fire Island every summer weekend.
I'm not that fancy...I'll just head out to Jones Beach or Robert
Moses when I can catch the time.
So we spend the day on the beach with a bottle of wine
and some sandwiches and a radio and talked about the night
before. We were both still unsure about the direction our
relationship had taken. We were unsure of whether to continue,
or whether to stop or whatever. The end result was
noncommittal...kind of a wait and see. I was more interested in
the seeing part, since Jaq had worn a fairly tiny two-piece suit,
which left large portions of her tits and ass exposed.
Truthfully, we both felt the tension. We both were
horny, and spreading lotion on each other didn't help. My
erection was pretty obvious through my suit, and she kept looking
at it, and by the time we headed back to my place after talking
about sex all day and looking at each other and feeling each
other with the both of us remembering the previous night, it was
pretty much inevitable.
We didn't, however, just jump each other the minute we
walked through the door. For one thing, we were hungry and a
little buzzed, and we both were trying to keep some sort of
control. So instead, we hung out on the deck in the back yard,
and started the barbecue. We cooked up some burgers and turned
on the tunes, and just watched the night fall.
Long about 9-ish, Jaq got sick of my taste in music
(loud, metallic sort of stuff) and switched the radio over to her
favorite "dance music" station and started to dance around the
deck. Watching her bounce around in her bathing suit was
definitely a cock-raising sight, especially after a bit when she
started being more suggestive in her dance moves, moving her
hands quickly over her tits, or licking her lips. I sat there,
kind of dazed, with an enormous bulge in my bathing suit,
watching her.
Jaq wriggled and jiggled for a while, then hooked her
hands into the strap of her bathing suit top and undid it. She
held the top on in front of her, gyrating her hips practically in
my face, and turned slowly away from me, letting the top drop
away from her to the deck. She turned again, this time with her
hands keeping her tits covered. She licked her lips sensuously
and slowly drew her hands away from the nipples, letting the
fingers run across her body and down to her waist. The tan
lines were fresh across her body, creating white triangles over
her nipples.
She twirled her hands down to her ass, grasping the
cheeks and massaging them. She turned around, letting her hair
fly and rubbing her butt. The thumbs hooked into the bottom of
her suit, and Jaq started pulling it down. She sat in one of the
lounges, then rolled onto her back and lifted her legs up,
pulling the suit off in one smooth, fluid motion.
My cousin lay there on the chair, completely nude except
for a pair of beach sandals and some jewelry. She ran her hands
over her body, letting her fingers tickle her nipples and her
clit. She looked up at me and smiled, "Your turn,"
As dancers go, I rate somewhere between very bad and
piss-poor. I tried my best to imitate her gyrating, but my shirt
got caught on my glasses, and my suit got caught on my cock, and
the both of us were laughing by the time I was done. I sat on
the edge of the chair next to her, idly stroking her tits. She
reached into my lap and grasped my jutting cock, wrapping her
agile fingers around it and jerking gently. I bend down to kiss
her tits and ran my hand down to her snatch.
Jaq sighed as my tongue ran over her nipples. They were
large and well defined, sticking up like little brown buds under
my oral attention. I pulled one gently between my lips, sucking
on it, tasting the sweat and salt and sun on it. I nursed on my
cousin, all the while fingering her sweet pussy. Jaq's legs
shifted and I took advantage of the space to sink 2 fingers deep
into her. I rubbed over her clit with the palm of my hand.
Jaq released her grip on my cock and just lay back with
her eyes closed. I kissed my way slowly down from her tits to
her snatch and began giving her cunt the same sort of attention
I'd been giving her nipples. I forced my tongue deep into her
snatch, letting her tart juices gather in my mouth. I bobbed my
head up and down, fucking her with my tongue. Then I settled
back onto her clit and let my fingers invade her sweet depths.
Jaq gave a low moan as my fingers pounded her snatch and my mouth
worked double-time on her little bud. I just kept licking and
kissing it, until she finally screamed. I felt her pussy quiver
around my fingers and lapped harder. She grabbed my head and
held it in place over her cunt. Her fingers grabbed my hair,
painfully, and then relaxed. I kissed my way back up from her
pussy to her tits, letting my tongue roll gently over them.
Jaq lay there, spread on the chair, and smiled down at
me. "Are you ready?" I nodded, kneeling in front of her. She
grasped my cock and guided it towards her pussy. I pushed
forward, sinking my cock into her well-lubed slit. There was
practically no resistance as my prick went into her, but the two
of us sighed in the consummation of our desires. Jaq pulled me
down onto her and kissed me passionately. Her tits pressed up
against my chest.
We settle down to some deep, slow fucking. I kept my
dick moving in and out of her snatch, she was rocking her hips
back and forth in opposition. Her legs were grasping my waist,
her arms were wrapped around me, and our mouths were locked
together.
Jaq's cunt gripped my pounding rod. We started speeding
up, lost in the sea of pleasure we were swimming in. I pushed
harder into her snatch, and she spread herself wide and rocked
back and forth. We were both approaching the final point of no
return, when the chair, unused to being pushed far beyond its
design, creaked and collapsed. The chair fell, and she fell, and
I fell onto her. After a collective "OOF!" we looked at each
other. "You okay?" I asked her as I rolled off her
"Uh-huh" She nodded. "You?"
"Just fine," I said, bending over to kiss her again. I
stroked her body, letting my fingers run down. I pulled up on her
side. Jaq finally caught on and rolled over, leaving her ass up
and exposed. I stroked it lightly, bending down to run my tongue
over the smooth flesh. I slid one hand over and down her crack
to her cunt. I lifted up, so that she was on all fours. I knelt
behind her, guiding my cock back into her pussy.
And there we were. Jaq was on her knees, and my cock was
pounding into her cunt from behind. Her tits were swinging below
her, and she was sucking on her fingers. I had my thumb stuck
into her asshole, and I was moving it around slowly. Sweat
poured off the two of us in the warm, humid night air. I
couldn't take too much more of my cousin's cunt. I could feel
the pressure building up in the base of my cock, and every thrust
into her raised the tension level. I sped up, pushing my prick
between her pussy lips as hard and fast as I could. And then the
boiling point was reached. My balls and ass tightened and I
could feel the hot cum spurting forth from the tip of my cock
into her waiting snatch. I kept pumping, unwilling to stop
fucking her, but my cock was shrinking despite my desire.
Finally, I withdrew from her cum-soaked slit and kissed the back
of her neck. Jacqueline, my cousin and my lover, smiled back at
me.
AFTERWORD
Jacqueline's and my relationship has continued since
then. We realize that, as first cousins, there's only so far we
can go with this thing, but neither of us want to stop, and,
quite frankly, the sex is too damned good. We both find the
tension and the forbidden aspect exciting, and just the word
"cousin" while we're fucking is an almost guaranteed orgasm for
one or the other of us. We arrange to meet each other on
weekends or after work, and this past winter we took a very sexy
ski trip together. Everyone else in the family thought it was
great that we were going together, especially since we made at
least a minor effort to get some of the other cousins along.
Needless to say, we spent more time fucking and sucking than we
did skiing. This summer, we've coordinated our time off and have
plans for a week away.
I'd like to read any other true stories people here on
alt.sex.stories have. I can tell you, it feels funny writing
about it, because it really brings the fact that we shouldn't be
doing this to the front. But it also makes for some cock-rousing
memories.
Maybe Jaq and I will go to the beach this weekend...
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