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Archive name: conf.txt (MF, rom, inc)
Authors name: Sailor (wahoo547@aol.com)
Story title : Convention

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Convention (MF, rom, inc)
by Sailor (wahoo547@aol.com)

***

As adults, Jo and I have always been seen by the family 
as close (sort of kissing cousins, no more). But, there 
was a brief time when we were much closer than the family 
ever knew. 

***

This experience happened many years ago. It is a tale now 
more easily told since the events of Thanksgiving two 
years ago when I attended the funeral of Ben, my cousin's 
husband. He had been a good husband and father to a great 
son David who was named after me. Ben had actually been 
much older than Jo, almost a father figure to her. Jo was 
only 54 now and a widow. Ben died at the age of 75 while 
riding fence line in the snow on their ranch in Montana. 

For the past three decades, Jo and I have always been 
close (sort of kissing cousins, no more). But, there was 
a brief time when we were much closer than the family 
ever knew. I have always been their son David's favorite 
Uncle (named after me).

Thirty years ago I attended a conference in LA. I looked 
forward to seeing a portion of my family I had not seen 
for over a decade when my uncle took his wife and 
daughters west on a job promotion. I was 28 years old and 
happily married now and really looking forward to seeing 
this arm of the family again. As I exited the plane at 
LAX I immediately saw my Uncle and my cousin waiting for 
me at the end of the jet-way. 

My Uncle looked like the same burly guy who had always 
been my pal when I was a teenager. The vision of beauty 
standing next to him however looked nothing like the 
scrawny pain-in-the-ass cousin who I had last seen when 
she was 13. The family pictures sent back and forth over 
the years obviously never did justice to Jo in the flesh.

Jo was now 24 and had, as the saying goes, filled out 
nicely. My Uncle and I embraced in a bear hug and so did 
Jo and I. Jo looked just like her Mom, my Aunt Ruth, 
extremely curvaceous. At 5' 4" with what I later learned 
to be a 36 DD bust, she felt rather nice pressed against 
my chest. We left the airport, my cousin and I arm in 
arm, chatting incessantly. Jo was a schoolteacher and had 
married, and a year later divorced, a guy she met in 
college. 

He, it turned out, was a drunk and abusive to Jo. It was 
a good move to end that marriage before any kids got into 
the picture. Jo moved back in with her parents to get 
life straightened out. She was dating a guy much older 
than she but I didn't get to meet him during this trip. 
Apparently Jo was dedicating her time to me while I was 
there!

The plan was for me to stay at my Aunt and Uncle's home 
in Whittier instead of the conference hotel in downtown 
LA while they went to Las Vegas. Jo would show me the 
town while I was not occupied with conference activities 
and I would take her to a banquet and dance at the end of 
the conference. We kidded about cousins going on a 
"date." I had the opportunity to finally get to know and 
really enjoy the company of my cousin as a grown woman 
not the annoying little kid who, along with my sister, 
would tease me and get me in trouble with my parents when 
I would retaliated. 

I had to keep suppressing those incestuous thoughts of 
how good Jo looked, concentrating on the conversations 
and the places Jo took me too instead. It dawned on me 
however that her clothing was becoming more revealing as 
we spent time together and she often would choose to walk 
arm in arm with her breasts pressed against me and moving 
so nicely. We had the house to ourselves and seeing Jo 
braless in casual garb was rather erotic and forbidden 
fruit so to speak on several scores. 

At one point I swore she was trying to flirt with me when 
we were getting dressed to go to a jazz bar. Jo came into 
the living room with a very form fitting skirt and just a 
bra on. It was lacy white with the top half of each cup a 
sort of a see-through mesh revealing the upper portion of 
those beautiful full breasts and part of both nipples. 
Four clasps held it together in the back.

Jo asked me "David, I need an honest opinion; do you 
think my breasts are too large?" 

I kept my composure, surprisingly, and said I think they 
are perfect! Jo smiled and leaned over and wiggled them 
back and forth in front of me. I'm glad you approve, then 
bounced out of the room.

A trip to Huntington Beach was almost my undoing. Jo wore 
a bikini that did almost nothing to hide that magnificent 
figure. We walked the beach and talked endlessly 
discussing where our lives had taken us since last we had 
seen each other. All of a sudden Jo just began to run 
ahead and then dove into the waves. All I could see was 
that cute ass wiggling and her boobs bouncing almost to 
the point of popping out of the bikini bra. 

I ran after her and also dove into the water. Wow, was 
that cold. We frolicked and splashed and she attempted to 
duck me under the water. The chilly water had the effect 
of distending her nipples and puckering the aerola of 
each breast. I was finally acclimating to the water 
temperature and my dick, which had shriveled to almost 
nothing, was now again doing a bit of distending. 

Feeling her brushing against me as we played in the water 
exacerbated this situation considerably, until I had a 
full and very obvious erection. In fact, when I looked 
down in knee-deep water, the head of my cock was showing 
at the waistband of my swim trunks. Jo was looking and I 
was quite embarrassed. Jo began to laugh. Then said 
"Awww, that's nice, very nice!" 

She came over to me put her arms around my neck and 
hugged me. I don't know why I did what I did next but I 
pulled her tight and kissed her full mouth. We stayed 
locked in that kiss, standing in the water, for several 
seconds until I pulled away saying "I'm sorry, I 
shouldn't have done that." 

Jo looked sheepishly at me and said "I am very glad you 
did! It felt wonderful."

We left the water holding hands and went to our beach 
blanket. We began to chat but much more personally now. 
Jo explained that she enjoyed teasing me these past few 
days and delighted in my reactions to her. She told me 
that as a young girl she had always fantasized about her 
big cousin. What was most revealing was the fact that she 
related that she would have bedded me even then, if I had 
shown any interest. I learned that this cousin of mine 
had actually been sexually active since the age of 13, 
one year before she moved to California.

I confessed to being amazingly attracted to her ever 
since I got off the plane and thinking in ways that I 
shouldn't, especially as a married man. Jo spoke softly 
now and looked me straight in the eyes. "I want you 
David. I know you're married. I haven't been with a man 
for over six months. I want to be with you if you'll have 
me." My erection, which had thankfully subsided, was 
again raging and was now giving me away. Jo placed her 
finger on my crotch and began to run a finger the length 
of my throbbing cock outlining its shape through the 
bathing suit. "Is that a yes?" she said.

I could barely speak I so desperately wanted her. I 
stammered yes then looked at my watch. Yikes! We have to 
get ready for the dinner banquet, we're sitting with my 
boss and his wife! The time had flown and we had to rush 
home, shower, change, and drive to downtown LA within two 
hours. We made it to the house in twenty minutes and I 
jumped in the shower. I knew what would happen next.

Jo soon entered the bathroom opened the shower door and 
joined me. We embraced, her beautiful curves pressed into 
me warm and naked, my temples were pounding. Jo reached 
down and held my now thickening cock in her hand and 
slowly began to stroke me. The sensations were 
magnificent and my cock was aching from the stimulation. 
My hands caressed the sides of her breasts, massaging and 
squeezing. I squeezed her nipples as we kissed open 
mouthed, our tongues probing. Passion was overcoming us. 

With the water splashing on my chest, Jo took my cock in 
both hands and slowly moved down, her tongue tickling my 
chest, nipples and belly button as she got on her knees. 
There, in the shower, I was the recipient of the greatest 
blowjob of my life. 

I could only moan in pleasure as Jo slowly began to suck 
my cock into her mouth. My hands were on her head as I 
began to thrust in and out of her mouth to the rhythm she 
had started. I could feel the welling and knew I would 
cum very quickly and I so informed Jo. Jo paused and 
still stroking me looked at me erotically and said "That 
is what I hope you will do dear cousin." 

With one hand cupping my balls and the other at the base 
of my shaft Jo began long deep strokes taking me deep in 
her throat. My groaning was quite audible! I soon felt my 
cock throbbing then an explosive spasm as I ejaculated 
powerfully. Jo sucked and stroked as I squirted five or 
six burst of warm cum that never spilled. Jo swallowed 
each and kept sucking until I was completely spent. "Dear 
cousin that was only a preamble, I expect reciprocity, 
now let me get ready." Jo kissed me and pushed me out of 
the shower. I stumbled from the bathroom on wobbly legs 
and Jo bathed quickly. 

The drive to the hotel and the dinner was a blur, small 
talk, another course, more small talk. All I wanted to do 
was fuck Jo. Jo aided this cause considerably by placing 
her hand, under the table on the inside of my thigh and 
rubbing during most of the dinner. When we danced slow 
dances, Jo delighted in rubbing her thigh and hip into my 
groin and now constantly erect cock. Jo also delighted in 
talking dirty in my ear as we danced saying: "My panties 
are soaked," and "I want your cock deep inside of me 
cousin."

The drive home was another blur. We stripped as we went 
through the door and up the stairs to the bedroom Jo and 
I stood embracing by the foot of the bed naked. Jo pulled 
me down on top of her and simple said "I want you to fuck 
me over and over David." A request most eagerly complied 
with. Jo pulled her legs up opening herself to me. I took 
my cock and began rubbing the length of her opening. She 
was soaked and her labia were swollen. 

"I just need you in me cousin, now." Jo lifted her hips 
as I leaned into her. Jo gasped as the head of my cock 
slid between her swollen lips. I moved in and out 
gathering her sweet lubricant and penetrating deeper with 
each thrust until I was completely buried inside of her, 
the head of my cock pressing against her cervix and my 
balls against her ass. We just held still, me deep in her 
womb and stared lovingly into each other's eyes.

Her warmth was incredible, her entire body flushed in 
passion and we kissed deeply. My entire being was 
completely focused on the union of our bodies. I raised 
myself up and looked down upon this beautiful woman, my 
arms straight at Jo's sides. Her breasts leaned outward 
against my arms as my hips began to slowly move in 
powerful elongated thrusts. Jo matched my movements. Her 
breasts were large yet firm and the nipples distend as 
before on the beach when we were in chilly water. The 
dark purple areola was puckered on each breast. 

I leaned down maintaining the tempo of my thrusts and 
suckled first one then the other breast. We now fucked 
much faster. Jo was now moaning with each thrust of my 
cock, oh, oh, oh. Her breasts were bouncing reflecting 
the rhythm of our movements. The intensity of our passion 
was amazing. Jo kept saying "make me cum, make me cum.

I could feel that wonderful tingle in my groin that 
precedes my climax and wanting to hold this magnificent 
women as she orgasmed with me still rigid inside of her I 
slowed my thrusting. Jo instinctively began grinding her 
clitoris against the base of my shaft with every full 
penetration of my cock. I responded by arcing up into her 
with each penetration. Her breathing was coming in short 
gasps, then panting. 

Jo wrapped her legs around my ass and began pumping. She 
began a low almost guttural snarl. "Oh David I'm cumming, 
ohhhhhhh!"

I could feel her amazingly hot pussy contracting in 
spasms and her own ejaculate juices soaking my shaft. I 
instinctively began to again thrust at a most rapid pace. 
Jo was lifting her hips off the bed now opening herself 
for maximum penetration from my rapid thrusting. All I 
could think of was shooting cum into Jo. 

I felt my temples pounding and my balls welling to 
release. Jo could sense this too and, to insure I did not 
do something stupid in her mind like withdraw and shoot 
my load on her belly, she said "Its alright, I want you 
to cum in me David. Shoot your sperm deep inside of me, 
cum in me now." My movements became slow deep thrusts. Jo 
quivering as we again stared into each other's eyes at 
that moment before release. 

Jo cried out as I, in one last thrust, buried my cock 
deep inside and launched a torrent of cum. I held tight 
inside of her as the head of my cock pressed against her 
cervix delivering squirt after squirt of semen deep in 
her womb. I could feel Jo's pussy muscles constricting 
almost sucking on my shaft. I had never experience such a 
powerful release or such a sexually aroused and 
insatiable woman.

We kissed passionately as my cock continued to throb then 
slowly became flaccid. We lay in each other's arms for a 
while with my soft cock still inside of her, kissing and 
fondling. Jo kept her groin pressed into mine, so that I 
would not slip out. Soon the inevitable happen and I 
began to grow inside of Jo. Jo began to rhythmically 
constrict her pussy muscles around my shaft and soon we 
were humping at a furious rate again. 

We fucked for quite a while this second time utilizing 
several positions, me on top, then Jo on top ridding me, 
and finally me doggying her when I again shot copious 
amounts of cum deep in her womb. 

We spent the rest of the weekend in and out of bed. We 
made love, we screwed, we fucked almost constantly and at 
least a dozen more times I filled her pussy with my 
ejaculate. I enjoyed the wonderful sensations of Jo, in 
orgasm, splashing my face with her love juices as my 
tongue suckled her clitoris. 

Jo, seeing me seemingly spent and exhausted, always 
wanted more. She would suckle me like a lollipop and I 
would soon respond. As soon as I was stiff enough, Jo 
would then simply straddle me, slide down on my 
increasingly rigid cock and rock back and forth grinding 
herself into orgasm with me soon responding in kind with 
my own orgasmic release. 

An unforgettable weekend of erotic lovemaking was had and 
we both knew it would never again be duplicated. I flew 
home and endured my guilt never revealing to my wonderful 
wife what had happened, that was the best way to put it 
behind me and move on with life.

About two months later I received a call from my Aunt 
that Jo had snuck off and married Ben and that Jo was 
pregnant, wasn't that wonderful. Later that same day Jo 
called me and said simply "thank you cousin." 
==
I thanked her in response but didn't understand what she 
was thanking me for. I congratulated her on her wedding 
but noted that I would have liked to have been there. Jo 
said "nobody was there. It was a small chapel wedding in 
Montana and Ben's brother, a minister, had performed the 
ceremony. The family would gather for a wedding 
celebration next month and I and my wife had better be 
there!" 

"Wouldn't miss it," I said. I then said "Jo while we will 
probably never see each other again like we did that 
special weekend, you were the greatest lover I ever had 
or would likely have." 

Jo simply said "I know," but added "the thank you is for 
the baby I carry, it is yours dearest cousin and that is 
exactly what I wanted, I hope you are not angry. I think 
you actually impregnated me the very first time. I will 
always love you David!" 

I was stunned and for the longest while could say nothing 
but inwardly I felt good about Jo having my child. I 
finally responded "Jo I too will always love you." We 
were both crying.

The past three decades have been a good life filled with 
ups and downs and many blessings; one of those blessings 
was a special nephew, David. There have been many family 
events and much time spent with Ben and Jo and I 
developed a strong bond with my nephew David. My wife as 
it turned out was unable to have children. We had a happy 
loving life together until a drunk driver made me a 
widower at the age of 56.

That was four years ago. I am sitting by the fire and 
snow is falling outside as I write this. Life is funny 
and mostly good. More than thirty years have passed since 
that conference. I will be riding the fence line today 
and it will be good to hear the crunch of snow under the 
horse's hooves. Jo and I have been living together here 
in Montana now for almost two years. At first we were 
worried about what the family would think. We are cousins 
after all, but all is well. 

Her son, my nephew, David visits with his family often 
and he likes the fact that his widowed mom and his 
favorite uncle live together. David says I am just 
another grandfather to his boys. 

By the way, I don't know of any other couples our age 
that make love at least once a day.

Sailor 01/02/02

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