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Cousins, Could Have and Maybe Will, Someday
by Countbaycee (countbaycee@yahoo.com)
***
The relationship between two cousins is the subject of
this story. (MF-teens, inc, 1st)
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Prologue
The following is a work of fiction that deals with an
incestuous relationship between cousins. The two
principal characters are real. The events in regard to
their relationship did in fact take place in the mid-
1960s. I know because I am the male cousin.
The two stories of physical love consummated by the
pair are fiction. The first installment is about the
"should have" or "could have" coupling, which was a
missed opportunity on a winter’s night in 1965. I have
fantasized about a different outcome to this evening
many times over the past 40-years.
However, I hadn’t reflected upon its real significance
until just recently. I am now certain that Marilyn, my
female counterpart and cousin, was primed and ready to
surrender her virginity to me. The only reason I had to
wait until my sophomore year of college to get laid was
my own inability to react to Marilyn’s signals.
After reading this you may think it whole thing is an
exercise in self-delusion on my part. You may feel that
there is no chance that a 40-year incestuous love
affair could come to fruition and, moreover, I am not
the lover I purport to be in the stories. All I can say
in my defense is that these are my fantasies and mine
alone. After 5 decades of facing the realities of life;
I would be a fool to limit my fantasies to please
someone else’s need for precise realism.
Despite knowing that this will give you smug, urbane
readers an "Ah-ha" moment; I will admit that Marilyn
and I fit a well-known stereotype as we lived in the
rural south. However, we are not talking the mountains
or some impoverished deep-south backwater. My home area
was at that time a growing bedroom community for a
metropolitan commercial center. In addition the county
is home to a number of prosperous diary, beef and horse
farms. We were far from barefoot and toothless; but
rather solidly middle class living less than ½ hour
from a city of close to 1 million.
For the most part, I think our brush with incest was
due to the isolation of living in rural farm country.
Also, in Marilyn’s case, it was a lack of any other
outlet for her teenage hormonal urges. Even though I
was her cousin and a year younger; I was her only
option if she wanted to experience the pleasures of
holding hands, cuddling, kissing and petting with a
desirable member of the opposite sex. There where other
teenage boys in the neighborhood but they were of the
"toothless and barefoot" variety.
Marilyn was a young lady with deep passions just
beneath the surface. Her condition was not helped by
the fact that, other than myself. She never kissed
anyone until she met her eventual husband in her second
year of nursing school.
She did not date in high school. Her parents were very
restrictive and her mother was certifiably nuts. Until
she left home for nursing school she was not allowed
makeup, not even lipstick. Was she a dog? Absolutely
not!
Marilyn was and still is one of the most beautiful
women I have ever known.
She was a petite 5’3" with a great figure, full pert
breasts and a cute butt. She had expressive hazel eyes,
light brown hair, creamy smooth skin, a button nose and
warm, soft lips. She was intelligent and funny. Her
voice was warm and lilting; it still excites me when I
hear her speak. She always smelled great; not an
overpowering perfume smell, but a fresh, clean, pure
scent.
So why didn’t she date? Basically because her crazy
mother made sure she gave a totally unattractive
appearance at school. Her eyes and face were hidden
behind a pair of the most hideous glasses on the
planet. Her hair was waved into a 1940’s hairstyle that
wouldn’t have looked good on anyone, even in the 40’s.
She was not allowed to dress in anything that gave a
hint of her shapely, lovely, young body.
In addition, while most teenagers think that their
parents embarrass them; very few had to deal with the
embarrassment Marilyn’s mother caused the whole family.
Her mother was widely known due to her loud and public
run-ins with anyone in authority; teachers, the high
school administration, the public works department,
etc. Marilyn was self-conscious about her mother’s
antics and therefore very shy.
Fortunately, I often got to see her without her glasses
and with her hair in its natural soft waves. Also I got
to see her in shorts and cutoffs and tee shirt tops.
Around home she was a walking wet dream.
A dream I got to see year round. We lived less than a
mile apart. We went to school, church and Sunday school
together. Our grandmother and grandfather lived next
door to my family. Marilyn came over every Saturday
morning to help Grammie clean her house. When Marilyn’s
mother made her periodic visits to the drug
treatment/mental hospital, Marilyn and her younger
brother stayed at our house.
By the way, at that time, I was a high school Junior
and Senior; I was a starting linebacker on the football
team. I stood 6’ tall and weighed a lean and mean 170
lbs. Years of tossing hay bales and housing tobacco had
put a lot of muscle on my already broad shoulders. The
biggest curse to my appearance was my Buddy Holly
glasses.
I was reasonably popular and I dated a number of girls
from my sophomore year on but I never got serious about
any of them. The truth be told, I guess I was in love
with Marilyn.
I remember when I first found out about Marilyn’s
attraction for me. I was a sophomore and Marilyn was a
junior. We were o dark winter’s night drive headed back
home after a basketball game. We were seated together
alone in the back seat of my parent’s car. My younger
brother was seated up front between Mom and Dad.
Marilyn had called mom and asked if she could go to the
game with us. While strict, Marilyn’s parents would let
her out at night with my folks. I was glad to have her
company for the drive up and back; but Marilyn and I
went our separate ways at the game spending time with
our own groups of friends.
On the way home, in the dark car, after a brief
discussion of the game everyone quickly quieted down
for the one-hour trip. My brother and mother went to
sleep before we left the parking lot. Dad was
concentrating on his driving. Since we had the back
seat to ourselves, we both moved away from the doors
and toward the middle of the back seat.
Without really thinking about it I put my left arm on
the back of the seat barely touching Marilyn’s
shoulders. I don’t know if I was thinking about another
girl or I just realized that I was a horny teenage male
in the darkened back seat of a car with a cute and sexy
17-year-old girl. In any event, after we left the
lights of the parking lot I placed my left hand firmly
on Marilyn’s left shoulder.
I will never forget her response. It was immediate and
unmistakable. She allowed her upper body to fall into
me and snuggled up against my chest. She took my free
right hand in hers and intertwined our fingers. When
she was settled in, she let out a barely audible sigh.
This was to become a sort of signature process for us
anytime we thought it safe; even if only for a few
minutes. I would put my arm around her, pull her
shoulder toward me and she would quickly fall into me.
It was like I had to make a move to let her know I was
interested and then she would quickly and forcefully
let me know she was too.
We were to repeat it quite a few times in the back of
my parent’s car. However, she was always careful to put
distance between her and myself when we were in the
light and could be seen in Dad’s rear view mirror.
But I digress; I sat in stunned silence for the next
few miles. What had just happened? This is my cousin,
my older cousin who is cuddled up to me and showing
more affection than some of the girls I dated.
What do I do next? I started simply; I leaned down to
kiss her. Having more sense than I, she was hesitant at
first. She checked the rear view mirror and seeing that
my Dad’s eyes were glued to the road; she returned my
kiss.
She would not allow me to get into really heavy,
constant sucking face and before long a car came up
behind us that illuminated the back seat with its high
beams. She quickly sat up straight, pulled my arm from
behind her and brought my hand down to her lap.
At this point, I feel a number of things need to be
explained. First, I am not going to go into the tedium
of explaining every thing that occurred every time
Marilyn and I were together. After all we never got to
foreplay much less sex. I will hit a few of the
highlights of our time together, however, to help
explain our relationship.
Second, we are talking about the early to mid 60’s in
the Bible belt; before the sexual revolution. The large
majority of the kids our age were virgins when they
graduated high school, both boys and girls. With most
of the attractive and popular girls, a good night kiss
was a major achievement. There were a few couples that
had discovered the joys of sex but they were few and
far between in the classes of 1964 and 1965.
Third, I did not concentrate all my efforts in romance
on Marilyn. As I said earlier; I dated many girls.
This, along with time spent with "running" buddies,
sports, working on the local farms and all other facets
of my life took a lot of time. I didn’t have much time
or many chances to pursue getting into Marilyn’s
panties.
Fourth, Marilyn and I were only truly alone together
once, the night I should have made love to her. We were
often alone with people in the next room and in the
back of the car with my parents in the front. In
retrospect I now know I should have made greater
efforts to get us completely alone.
It’s not because I didn’t try at all. Like I said her
parents were very restrictive. She could not even leave
the house to wander her Dad’s farm without her younger
brother with her. This ruined many a potential
rendezvous.
On average about once a month I would grab my gun or
fishing gear and trek over to the back of Carolyn’s
dad’s farm. I was always in hopes I would find her
riding her horse by herself. Ever time I managed to get
over there when she was away from the house; she was
never alone; someone was always with her.
After almost 4 years or surreptitious kisses and
embraces, our passion for each other became too much to
deny. We finally arranged for me to see her when she
was at nursing school in the city. Sadly, her mother
figured out what was up and put a stop to our plans.
Marilyn’s younger brother figured out what we were
doing and ratted us out due to his jealously. I say
jealously because I have reason to believe that, in
Marilyn’s early teen years, he and Marilyn played
around a little between themselves. While, as I
understand it, it did not go beyond Marilyn having her
bother "rub" her in a special way through her panties;
I also took this as another indication of just how hot
Marilyn was beneath that prim and proper exterior.
In any event, from then on our separation was enforced
by her Mom’s threat to tell my uncle who was mean as
hell, scared me to death and owned a lot of guns.
Finally, I was just flat dumb. I missed opportunities
to at least fondle her blow the waist; outside and
possibly inside her clothes. My problem was that I was
obsessed with the first, second, and third base concept
of seduction. I know now there were times she was ready
to jump straight to third base when I was concentrating
on kissing her or feeling her breasts.
Remember I said she brought my hand and hers back to
her lap that first night in the car. This happened
again the next time that she went to a ballgame with my
family. Soon after we started back and she had snuggled
into me; I tried to move her overcoat off of her chest
with my left hand in an attempt to cup her left breast.
She grabbed my hand and pulled it over her head and
pushed it down into her lap.
I now realize that she was not only trying to be sure
no one saw me fondling her breast; her coat was open
down there. She pressed my hand down to where it was
partially between her thighs. She wore the type of
dress that I could have easily pushed into her crotch.
She held my hand firmly in her lap in the dark many
times. I know now I should have at least tried to give
her a special "rub" too. After all, the worst that
could occurred was broken fingers. She wasn’t going to
tell our parents that she was, "holding Paulie’s hand
in her lap and he tried to feel me up." Who knows she
might have opened her legs wider and let my hand up
under her skirt.
As a means of trying to get some time with Marilyn, I
would try to show up at Grammie’s house on Saturday
Morning when Marilyn was helping clean. I would try to
catch her working in the upstairs by herself. We would
make out for a minute or two and I got a quick feel of
her breast through her clothes. However, it never was
long until Grammie, my mom, or someone else would
interrupt us.
Probably our strangest "together" time was in church on
most Sunday Mornings during those years. The church’s
teenagers consisted of two other guys, Marilyn, our
other two girl cousins and myself. We all sat together
on a back row and filled up an entire pew most Sundays.
Marilyn and I were always next to each other. Visibly,
I was paying attention to my friends to my left and
Marilyn was talking with her cousins to her right.
Quite often though Marilyn’s left hand and my right
hand were busy down at pew seat level. Our activities
concealed by our thighs and the full skirts, which
Marilyn usually wore.
I would often do a "Macho" leg cross with my right
ankle on my left knee while Marilyn did the normal
feminine cross with her left leg over her right knee.
This way we would hold hands through the entire
service. As the service came to a close, before moving
her hand into view; she would press the back of my hand
to the back of her left thigh and pull it up toward her
ass. She would prolong the contact of my hand between
her hand and cute left butt cheek as long is possible
almost pushing my hand into her crotch from the back.
Our longest and most passionate make out session was
our last. It occurred the spring of my senior year of
high school and her first year of nursing school. My
family had gone to Marilyn’s families for Sunday lunch.
After lunch the parents retired to the sunroom, our
younger brothers went to the basement to play leaving
Marilyn and myself in the den.
We feigned reading the newspaper and watching TV while
sitting together on the couch. We spent most of our
time in passionate kissing. My mom and Marilyn’s dad
almost caught us a couple of times. It had to be
obvious that we were up to something. Our faces were
flushed and we would quickly move to get some distance
between us when we heard anyone coming toward the den.
The night we should have fucked occurred the winter
before that passionate spring Sunday afternoon. Since
Marilyn’s nursing school was only 40 minutes away in
the city she came home every weekend her first year.
She was also home for all of Christmas break.
It happened that there was a home basketball game on
the Tuesday night of the week before Christmas. Mom and
Dad weren’t going because they had to be at work the
next morning. I didn’t have a date and was planning on
driving and going alone. I started driving when I was a
junior but Marilyn was never allowed to go anywhere
alone with me.
I don’t know how it happened but at almost the last
minute we got a call at our house and Mom asked me if
Marilyn could ride to the game with me. On the outside
I acted like it would be a chore but inside I was
turning cartwheels.
I had written a detailed description of what happened
that ill-fated night but I have decided that it is not
worth including here. We did park but did not get very
far before we were interrupted and both lost our nerve.
Again, we never got to sex or foreplay. We had some
kissing and dry humping. The closest we got to undress
was our coats off and the tail of Marilyn’s blouse out.
The only skin I felt was her back and her ribcage just
under her bra-encased breast.
The only positive thing we did was to actually discuss
having a real date. The soonest we could work anything
out was months later during her orientation week for
her second year of nursing school. She had the option
of going a day early and I was going to meet her there.
Like I said though, her mother found out and put a stop
to everything.
I think her parents then began to realize that by being
overly strict on Marilyn they had almost driven her to
incest. They loosened up on her plus, since she was
away at school, she had more freedom to dress sexily
and wear makeup. That year Marilyn had a blind date
with a medical student. They dated for a couple of
years and I am sure she was still a virgin when they
married; leaving me forevermore with a fantasy of what
could have been. Enough of this shit; here is the story
of what "should have happened" the night we went to the
ball game.
SHOULD HAVE BEEN
I was in the bathroom getting ready to head out to the
basketball game. It was a Tuesday night on Christmas
break and my high school had a home game. I was a big
basketball fan and the team was one of the top teams in
the state that year.
I heard my mom through the door, "Paulie, Marilyn’s on
the phone. She wants to know if she can go to the game
with you. You don’t have a date do you?"
"No." I said, "I don’t have a date and yes I can take
Marilyn. Can she be ready in 20 minutes?"
Mom came back to the door in about five minutes saying
that Marilyn will be ready at 6:00 PM.
"I am ready for Cousin Marilyn right now," I thought as
I stroked my already hardening dick. I had been hoping
for this opportunity for over a year now. Marilyn and I
have been making out and groping each other every
chance we got. However, this was our first chance to be
completely alone together for more than 5 minutes and I
was ready to find out how far Marilyn was willing to
go.
I had to think fast. I wanted to park with Marilyn
after the game; but where? Like most teenage boys I had
a favorite parking place. It was on the farm owned by
an Uncle of one of my best friends.
It was a well-maintained gravel lane that went back to
a ford in a creek and a hayfield on the other side of
the creek. The turnoff into the lane was a mile from
houses both directions and you could drive about ½ mile
off the main road.
There was a big, big problem though; it was the
opposite direction from our high school. If we drove
there after the game we would not have any make out
time. I knew Marilyn would have to be home no longer 45
minutes after the end of the game.
We could leave the game early but then what if our
parents asked, ‘Who won?" or "What was the final
score?"
In which case we would be screwed.
As I pondered these questions I turned on the radio in
Dad’s car and began searching through channels for some
suitable music. When I hit the local station the DJ was
announcing that his show was going to be cut short and
that they would be going to a live broadcast of the
ballgame.
BINGO! We didn’t have to stay for the whole game. We
could put in an appearance, leave early and the radio
would provide all the details we needed if questioned.
Marilyn was waiting at the door as I pulled in her
drive. She ran out and hopped into the front seat. We
headed toward the high school, a 20-minute drive away.
As soon as we passed my house Marilyn moved over close
to me and I put my right arm around her. As we chatted
and listened to the music Marilyn put her hand on my
thigh just down from the end of my rock hard cock.
As we approached the school lot I thought, "Here we go
Paulie," I pulled into a parking space and turned to
Marilyn, "How about leaving the game early and having
some time alone together?"
I looked into those beautiful hazel eyes and I saw
excitement that quickly turned to a look of concern and
disappointment, "Mother will grill me about the game
when I get home and we won’t know how it ends," she
said dejectedly.
I said, "Yeah. You’re right. BUT!" and I tuned the
radio to the local station just as the pre-game show
was starting. Marilyn first looked a little confused
but as the wheels began to turn in her head the
confusion left and her face broke out into a wicked
grin.
"Meet you at the door at half-time." She said, "Don’t
be late," giving my thigh a squeeze for emphasis.
Marilyn and I sat with our friends in the student
section. We would occasionally look toward each other
and I would wink and she would grin back. My dick
jumped every time.
There was a time out with about 1 minute left in the
2nd quarter so I started down out of the stands. I
looked toward Marilyn’s seat and she was already gone.
She was waiting impatiently at the door.
"That was the longest half of basketball I have ever
watched." She giggled as we scurried toward the car.
We jumped in and cleared the parking lot pretty
quickly. I checked my watch and it was only 8:50. I
made some quick mental calculations and figured
allowing for time to get home afterwards that we would
have about an hour and 15 minutes of uninterrupted
parking time.
I headed as quickly toward my parking spot as I could
without speeding. I wanted to be kissing and groping
the cutie next to me; not talking to some cop. As I
drove Marilyn asked where we were going.
I told her and explained how safe we would be there.
"Oh." She said, acting jealous, "How many other girls
have you had there."
I knew she knew I dated a lot and she was just busting
my chops but I played along and responded, "None, I
have been saving this place for the prettiest girl I
know."
She looked at me and started running her fingers
through my hair. She said, "I am so lucky to have such
a wonderful cousin." She kissed my cheek and finished
with a whisper in my ear, "and lover."
When we finally arrived at the lane; I cut the lights
as I turned off the paved road. With an almost full
moon; it was like daylight as I drove back to the
creek. As I stopped and cut off the car, I pushed the
front bench seat forward and told Marilyn that we were
going to get in the back seat. We were in my Dad’s 4-
door Chevy Impala sedan; so we had plenty of room.
We got out of the car, took off our coats and climbed
into the back. As I started kissing her sweet, soft
lips; I could not believe my good fortune. Marilyn and
I were alone after what had amounted to sexually
teasing each other unmercifully for over two years.
As I kissed around her cheek and buried my face in her
neck I got both arms around her to pull her close. She
surprised my by simply throwing a leg over me and
straddling my lap with her knees and pushing me back up
into a sitting position. This brought us face to face.
She put her hands on either side of my face and pulled
her to her hungry mouth. She initiated the deepest,
wettest, most passionate kiss I have ever experience,
before or since. I though my cock was going to rip
through my zipper.
"Well. Here goes." I thought. As we kissed I brought
both hands up and cupped her fully clothed breasts. Her
reaction was to kiss harder and deeper.
Her breasts were marvelous. Firm and pleasantly full.
As I pushed up on the underside of each of her breasts
I rubbed my thumbs over the location of her nipples.
After only a couple of rubs and squeezes I could barely
feel a small nubbin begin to harden and grow on each
breast through her bra. A moan and shudder of her whole
upper body were followed by another hard kiss.
She broke off the kiss, looked me straight in the eye
and said, "Wow. I thought I would never get to let you
do that."
With that she pulled the tail of her blouse out of her
skirt and as I continued to massage her breasts; she
unbuttoned her blouse. There was nothing particularly
sexy about her plain white bra except that I could tell
it was barely containing two very nice breasts. I
helped her get her blouse off her shoulders as she
reached behind her and unclasped her bra.
As she continued to remove her bra I reached up under
the loosen cups and felt both her beautiful mounds with
my bare hands. They were slightly more than and hand
full and stood out from her chest proud and firm.
These were truly the breasts of a young virgin. Each
was tipped with a barely perceptible areola and her
nipples, no larger than a pencil eraser, were at full
attention.
I bent forward and pulled the right nipple between my
lips setting off another loud moan from Marilyn and
another shudder through her entire body. I realized
that Marilyn was grinding her crotch down onto my legs.
I slid my but forward on the seat and once I got my ass
to the edge of the seat my cock was pushing up hard
against her grinding crotch.
Marilyn was now naked from the waist up. I had my mouth
firmly clamped on the nipple of one breast as I
continued to tease the nipple of the other between my
thumb and fingers. She had her hands on each side of my
head and was now moving my mouth from one breast to the
other.
"Oh my god, Paulie. This feels so good. Its so
incredible."
She then pulled my mouth up to hers again for another
long, wet passionate kiss. When we broke I looked up
into her eyes. She was in another world; she had such a
look of passion, lust and wonderment.
I kissed around her neck, chest and back to a breast
while my hands were busy with her full skirt. It was
longer than what was worn by most girls her age. I was
cursing her mother under my breath as I tried to find
the bottom hem in the mass of material in my lap.
Material that was keeping me from my object of desire.
I finally decided I would have to have Marilyn’s help
to get my hands under her lower clothes. So far, she
had shown she wanted this as much as I did.
As I continued to suck on one nipple; I took both hands
and grabbed her cute butt through her skirt. I started
pulling the material up and bunching it around her
waist. When I reach a point that it was wedged between
her legs and my lap and I couldn’t pull any more; I
said, "Raise up baby, so I can get this skirt out of
there."
She looked down at me and grinned as she raised her
butt up off my legs and lap. When she was up; we
bunched the rest of her full skirt up past her ass
freeing it up all around. At this point my heart was
doing flip-flops. I was going to get to a pussy, her
pussy. I was going to touch it, explore it, put my
finger in it and maybe, just maybe, put my dick in it.
I was elated; and in for some interesting surprises.
As I reached under Marilyn’s skirt to touch and hold
that cute little ass that I had lusted after for so
long; I thought I was going to feel panty hose over
panties. I was wrong; there weren’t any panty hose! I
knew she had on hose when I picked her up. She must
have figured that they would get in the way and removed
them in the bathroom when we were at the ballgame. Good
girl!
As I grabbed an ass cheek in each hand she leaned down
to get me another long and hard kiss. Her nylon-clad
butt felt great in my hands but I thought bare skin
would be better. I put my hands through the leg holes
on both sides and squeezed her bare ass. Her ass
quivered and I got another moan through her kiss.
"I love the feel of your strong hands on my bare skin."
"That’s good because I love feeling your bare skin,
especially this skin." I replied as I moved my finger
tips toward her crotch from behind. She was staring
into my eyes as I moved my fingers closer and closer to
her feminine treasure.
The heat coming from between her thighs was amazing. I
was beginning to feel moisture from the crotch of her
panties on the backs of my fingers. Her breathing was
now slow and steady. We continued to watch each other’s
faces as my fingertips were nearly touching her
womanhood or should I say, "about to be" womanhood.
About the same time fingertips of both hands began to
move through sparse, silky hairs. Then the fingertips
of my right hand were the first to hit pay dirt. They
first touched her damp, soft, silky labia at the bottom
of her pussy; near the entrance her virginal sheath.
Slick lubricant was already leaking out and dampening
my fingertips.
At my first touch of her sweet pussy, Marilyn gasped a
short breath. Her eyes opened wider and took on a
glazed over, moist appearance. I have never seen her
more beautiful. Again she placed her hands on both
sides of my face and brought hers to me for a deep
tongue kiss.
I began to probe between her pussy lips and dipped the
just the tip of my middle finger into her very wet,
very hot, very slick furrow. Marilyn gasped again.
I started moving my fingertips up and down her well-
lubricated slit. She almost immediately began moving
her pelvis back and forth and pressing her pussy
against the digits that were giving her such pleasure.
My left hand was pulling her right butt cheek apart
from her left to give my right hand more room to
operate.
As she moved her pelvis forward I put a single finger
at the entrance to her virgin, slippery sheath. She
pushed herself back and the lone digit slipped into her
steaming, hot hole up as far as it would go.
She let out a long "OOOOOOHHHH!" as she felt the first
intrusion into her unfucked vagina. She screwed herself
back onto my finger as I pushed it back in her tight
love opening. I began to move my finger in and out her
hot, tight pussy and felt creamy lubricant oozing out
onto my hand. I could tell we would not have a hymen to
contend with. I had figured we wouldn’t. Marilyn had be
horseback riding since she was 10; so I figured her
cherry was long gone.
Again we began to kiss deeply and I was amazed at how
quickly she had learned to control the muscles of cunt.
She was squeezing my finger, trying to hold it in as I
made my out-stroke. I thought to myself that she was
really going to be able to clamp down on my thick cock
when I started fucking her hot snatch.
Although I had never touched a pussy before, I had
heard enough and read enough to know about the
clitoris.
It was my goal to get my fingertips between her legs
far enough to massage her love button. After some
finger fucking I started rubbing up and down her slit
again as Marilyn moaned loudly, however, the position
was awkward and we were inexperienced. The movement of
her pelvis back and forth on my fingertips was becoming
more and more pronounced. If I couldn’t reach her clit
with my fingers she was going to get her clit back to
my fingers.
Marilyn was getting a little frustrated. I knew what
she wanted me to touch and I wanted to touch it. I
wanted her whole pussy. I wanted to own it. I wanted to
fuck it. I wanted to take control of her from her clit
to her rosy anus. Right now, though, I knew I had to
get to her clit and make her climax.
I took control and said; "Hold on honey," as I pulled
my hands out of the back of her panties. I found the
button and zipper at the back of her skirt and quickly
got them unfastened.
"Can this come off over the top?" Marilyn nodded and we
worked the bundle of fabric up over her tits,
shoulders, head and finally off completely. She was now
only in her panties; panties that sported a large wet
spot in the crotch.
I was a little surprised at her panties. I had figured
she would have on granny panties but apparently she had
bought some bikini panties while away at school; plain
and white but definitely bikini and very sexy on her;
especially since she was already nude from the waist
up.
Without fanfare, I reached up, hooked my finger into
the waistband of her panties and started down with
them.
Marilyn was again watching my face as her cute lower
tummy, light brown public hair and finally her pussy
came into view. As I moved her panties toward her
knees, I had her move both legs to my right and set
back down on my lap as I removed the last vestiges of
her clothing down her legs and off her feet.
I had her lean back against my left arm and I held her
in a semi-reclining position on my lap. I took a second
to study this goddess who was lying nude across my lap.
She was incredibly beautiful. The face, the breasts,
the flat tummy, the vee of silky pubes barely
concealing her virgin pussy, the shapely hips,
perfectly formed legs and toes that I wanted to suck on
until they turned pink.
"Baby, you are the most perfect, most beautiful girl in
the world and I am so, so lucky."
She put her arms around my neck and we kissed again as
my hand was moving up her upper thigh to her naked,
virgin pussy. My hand moved toward its goal and Marilyn
opened her legs allowing me free access.
Now I could operate from the front and I started sawing
the side of my hand up and down her wet slit, touching
everything from her clit to her love hole.
After about a minute I turned my hand I cupped her
whole mons. I rubbed my whole hand up and down her
dripping pussy and she started moving her pelvis up and
down against my movements. Finally, I slipped my middle
finger into her furrow and slid it deep into her love
hole and back out again. The car was filled with the
smell of sex and the sound of her moans and whimpers as
she worked her hot, wet sex against my hand.
I knew she was approaching an orgasm. Her breaths were
almost pants and her eyes kept darting back and forth
from my eyes to the exciting view of my hand and
fingers in her pussy. I wanted her to come because I
knew I would not be able to last very long the first
time I got my dick in her pussy. Heck, I was a virgin;
I wouldn’t last long in any pussy much less the pussy
of someone I cared about so much.
I plunged my middle finger as deep in her as I could
while getting my thumb wet in her slit. As I wiggled my
finger about up in her snatch; I brought my thumb down
on her clit. Marilyn’s moans immediately became louder
and almost continuous as I finger fucked her and
pressed my thumb against her sensitive clit. She braced
her feet against the door and arched her middle up
against my hand.
"OHHH my god. Paulieeeeeeeee!"
Marilyn squealed as her pussy clamped down on my finger
and her thighs slammed together trapping the rest of my
hand. She shuddered and quivered from head to toe and
her already wet pussy became wetter yet.
After about 30 seconds of orgasm Marilyn relaxed and
her thighs opened free my hand. She lay across my lap
with her eyes closed and tried to catch her breath. I
reluctantly removed my fingers from her crotch and
brought them up to my nose and mouth. I had heard about
the taste of pussy and I wanted to see what it was
like for myself. After a sniff and lick I knew if I
every got the opportunity; I would gladly add Marilyn’s
pussy to my menu.
Marilyn came back to life and put her arms around my
neck and kissed me again.
"That was wonderful Paulie. I have never felt anything
like that before." She got very serious and looked
straight my eye, "Now, I want you to make love to me."
"Baby, you know I want to make love to you too. Let’s
get you off my lap so I can get my pants off." She got
on her knees next to me and helped me get my shoes off
and Jeans and underwear down and off. She let out a
audible gasp as my stiff 7½ inch dick popped out of my
underwear.
"Like that baby, Its all for you." I said as she
reached out to grasp it in her dainty hand.
"Wow," she said, "I have seen my brother’s when it was
soft but I never thought they ever got that big." When
I got older I found out a 7 ½ inch cock was not real
big but I also learned that mine is a lot thicker than
most. A thickness that quite a few ladies would come to
appreciate and comment on.
"I know it is supposed to go in me but it looks huge,"
she said as she instinctively began to move her hand up
and down causing my prick to twitch and grow more.
"Don’t worry honey we will go slow. I know how you can
take it into you at your own pace."
After folding our coats and putting them behind my
lower back I scooted to the edge of the seat I told her
to straddle my lap like she had earlier.
Marilyn put her knees on either side my lap and I spit
in my hand and got my cock head as wet as possible.
Then I reached between Marilyn’s legs and pushed two
fingers up into her very wet love tunnel. She let out a
loud gasp at the intrusion. I took the moisture I
brought out and spread her sweet natural lube over her
crotch.
"Now baby take it in you hand and lower yourself down
on it."
She took my cock in her small hand, pushed it back
toward her crotch and slowly lowered herself until the
head of my dick was touching her labia.
"That’s it baby, a little lower now and rub the head
back and forth through your slit. Get it real good and
wet so it will go in easier." Marilyn followed my
instructions but she gasped, shuddered and had a mini-
orgasm as she inadvertently rubbed the tip of my cock
against her inflamed clit. She calmed down quickly
though and I got to watch the head of my cock begin to
disappear between her beautiful pussy lips.
"It’s ready and if your are ready, now baby it is up to
you. Put the head the entrance and lower yourself onto
it."
"OK. Here goes." She said as she began to press herself
down on the head of my cock. She had the alignment of
my cock and her pussy just right and the head of my
tool started to disappear into Marilyn.
I could not believe what I was feeling. Masturbation is
great. It felt incredible when Marilyn took my dick in
her hand but nothing could compare to what I was
feeling now. As the head of my dick disappeared; it
felt like it was squeezing into a thimble. It was wet,
soft, hot, and very, very tight -- like a thimble.
I looked up to Marilyn’s face. I could tell she was
concentrating on moving my cock slowly into her pussy.
She was looking down between her legs and she had her
lower lip between her teeth. She was letting out small
"Ooohs" with each fraction of an inch of cock she was
taking. It wasn’t long until my entire glans had
disappeared from view.
After a minute or so she had lowered herself until she
was trying to move her pussy over the thickest part of
my dick, the areas just behind the head, the
"shoulders" if you will. She was making small bounces
down on my cock and was getting nowhere. I could tell
she was too tense and that at the rate she was going
she would never get my whole cock into her virgin love
hole; despite the copious lubrication her body was
generating.
"Marilyn, Baby, stop for a second and look at me." She
stopped bouncing and looked into my face. "How does it
feel?" I asked.
"Great, I guess, It doesn’t hurt. I am just feeling a
lot of pressure and stretching down there."
"OK Baby. You need to relax. Don’t think about what’s
happening."
She giggled, "That’s sorta hard considering what is
happening." As she gave another bounce on my cock.
I reached up and placed my hands on her beautiful
breasts. I started rubbing her nipples back and forth
between my thumb and fingers. "Does this feel good
Honey?"
"Oh yes Paulie." She leaned back a little, shuddered
and then looked at me. "I love for you to play with my
nipples" and smiled. When she smiled she also relaxed a
little. I felt my cock slip another inch into her
pussy.
When she realized what was happening she said, "you are
incredible" as the tight sheath of her pussy again
slipped further down over my cock.
"Think about how this feels" as I leaned forward and
took a nipple between my lips. Marilyn was moaning
again. Not just because of my mouth on her cute breast
but also because of the hot, hard thick cock that was
slipping up her virgin pussy.
I took my mouth from her breast and looked down between
us. About half my cock was in her. It was so tight it
was uncomfortable. The discomfort and thinking about
helping Marilyn take all my dick in her was keeping me
from popping my nut before I even got my dick all the
way in her.
"Come here and kiss me," I said. When our mouths locked
together and our tongues intertwined, she relaxed
completely and my thick cock slipped the rest of the
way into her incredible, tight, hot, wet, slick pussy.
Our pubes intertwined as she started to grind her clit
against my public bone. I could feel the spongy head of
my tool press against her cervix .I had bottomed out
inside this beautiful 18-year-old that I was now making
a woman.
"You are all the way in me aren’t you?"
I nodded my head "yes."
"It feels unbelievable, I feel stuffed. It is so hot
and hard. I can feel every inch of it. I can feel your
heartbeat inside me."
I made my dick twitch inside her; she giggled and tried
a tentative contraction of her pussy muscles.
"Am I hurting you?" she teased.
"No, Baby, I have never felt anything like this. You
feel wonderful." I wasn’t lying; once she relaxed it
was no longer uncomfortable for my cock in her. Snug,
very snug but far from uncomfortable. I was in heaven.
Marilyn virginal sheath grasped my cock. The lining of
her pussy was providing unbelievable sensations around
and up and down my whole throbbing, hard shaft.
I was in and now it was time to fuck. I reached up and
held her waist with both hands just under her ribcage.
I moved her up slightly and then pulled her back down
as I thrust my hips up. Marilyn "Oohhed" again and
helped push her self up the next time. It wasn’t long
until an inch, then two inches, then 4 inches of my
cock were moving in and out of my cousin’s lovely,
snug, young pussy.
It was tight, warm and slick and getting slicker by the
second. The feeling was incredible. I was thrilled to
be in her but I was mentally kicking my ass for not
getting in there sooner.
Our eyes were now locked on each other’s and I moved my
hands off of her waist and down to hold her ass cheeks
in each hand. As she was pushing herself down on my
dick; I was spreading her apart to get my dick deeper
as I thrust up.
I was right. As I had suspected while finger-fucking
her; Marilyn had a talented pussy. She had already
learned how to clamp around my cock on each outstroke
like she was trying to pull my cum out of me.
"Cum! Oh shit!" I wasn’t wearing a condom and I was
close to blowing a huge load of baby gravy in my
cousin’s willing and possibly fertile reproductive
apparatus. Not a smart move!
"Baby. I don’t know how long I can last. Your pussy is
incredible. You will have to jump off when I tell you.
I don’t want to get you pregnant."
She stopped moving on me and with a serious tone in her
voice said, "I might not want to jump off. I may want a
load of your semen in me and you can’t get me off if I
don’t want to go." She ground her pussy down on my cock
and clamped it tightly to emphasis her point. I was
confused until I looked closely into her dancing eyes.
They were full of mischief.
"You little minx; you got on the pill; didn’t you."
"Yep." She grinned back at me. "Since I am over 18 I
could get a prescription while I was away at school."
"Now. I want you to quit worrying and make love to me.
I want to feel it all. I know you may not be able to
last long enough to get me there again; I at least want
to feel your climax inside me." She contracted her
pussy muscles again and I responded with a twitch of my
cock.
With that she put her head down on my shoulder and
began to jackhammer her talented pussy up and down on
my cock. She was positioned so that her clit drug over
the top of my dick on each stroke. She was pulling up
until there was only my cock head was left in her
before she slammed back down on my prick and ground her
clit onto my pubic bone. Her pussy was drooling
lubricant. My balls were soaked and I am sure we were
going to leave a spot on the upholstery. I could hear
the squishy sound of my cock hammering in and out my
sexy young cousin.
Having my dick inside Marilyn was the most incredible
experience of my life. I had waited so long for this to
happen and now I was there. Fucking my beautiful, sexy
cousin. I didn’t know how I had lasted this long but it
wasn’t going to be much longer before I had to cum
inside this 18 year old goddess.
It was then that I got my final surprise of the
evening. Marilyn raised her head from my shoulder
looked me square in the eye and said, "I’m there again
Paulieeeee!" my name became a squeal just as her pussy
started to spasm around my cock. She gasped, arched her
back and slammed herself down hard on my cock with her
second orgasm of the night.
"You’ve made me cum too, Baby" I told her as I thrust
as far up into her tight pussy as I could. Her climax
had triggered mine. I washed the inside of her vagina
with spurt after spurt of hot, sticky cum. I was always
able to come very hard with a substantial load of semen
but this was beyond belief. This was a load that had
been building for years. I thought I would never stop
pumping cum into her lovely pussy. My cock had her
filled so fully, there wasn’t enough room for all my
semen and it began to ooze out around my dick.
Marilyn collapsed in my arms. After a minute she looked
up at me and gave me a tender kiss, sighed and then
giggled. A giggle I felt with my softening cock still
within her pussy. She looked at me and said, "Are we
having fun yet?"
I nodded and grinned at her, still a little speechless
from the experience.
After I caught my breath I checked my watch. It was
about time to turn on the radio and listen to the end
of the ball game.
"It is going to be messy when you get up you know." I
told Marilyn as I gave her another wet kiss, "I know. I
came prepared. Hand me my purse." I grabbed her purse
and she propped it up on my chest and began to go
through it; still sitting on my lap and with my
softening dick in her soppy love hole.
She handed me a couple of paper towels and said, "Here,
hold them under me when I raise up and you pull out and
wipe yourself off." She moved up. My cock dropped out
of her with an audible "plop" followed by a small
stream of my spunk. I caught it in the towel and then
dried Marilyn’s crotch and public hair. Finally, I
dried off my balls and cock.
I reached over the seat, started the car and tuned in
the radio. The game was still in the forth quarter. I
sat back and took the still nude Marilyn back into my
arms. We kissed and cuddled for a minute or two and
then I said. "I think we have about 30 minutes. What do
you want to do?" I said as I absent-mindedly tweaked
her nipple between my thumb and forefinger.
"It may be a while before we get a chance like this
again." She reached down and began to stroke my prick.
"Do you think you can get this up again?"
I laughed and said, "You keep stroking it like that; I
can guarantee that it will get up again."
"Good." Marilyn said. "I want to do it again. This time
I want you on top and doing the hard work. I just want
to lay back and let you make love to me."
"Anytime, Baby, Anytime." I replied with a grin.
PROLOGUE PART TWO
Back to reality. The fall after the confrontation with
her mom Marilyn started her second year of nursing
school.
I went to college at a university a couple of hours
from home. The summer before my senior year of college
Marilyn got married to the med student, now a surgeon.
I finished college and partied for the next decade plus
a year to two. During that time my sexual expertise
grew by sleeping with my share of women. There were
some I wanted that I never got into bed but most that I
did were not left wanting for satisfaction.
I would see Marilyn at the annual family reunion in the
summer and at the occasion family wedding or funeral.
Marilyn and I would chat, hug, and kiss on the cheek;
just as we did with our other cousins.
I had a 17-year marriage that disintegrated about 5
years ago. I didn’t cheat on my wife, who like to use
sex as both weapon and reward, despite being almost
celibate the final four years of the marriage. When I
became single again it didn’t take me long to get back
into the wonderful world of pussy.
It was after my return to bachelorhood that I noticed
some subtle signals coming from Marilyn each time we
were together. So I have started thinking about trying
to get some alone time with her. I’m hoping maybe
someday something like the following will happen.
Maybe... someday...
Each time I see Marilyn I am amazed by her beauty.
Granted, she no longer looks 17; but I don’t think she
looks 57 either. As I studied her body at the last
reunion her breasts still looked high and firm and her
ass looked tight and well shaped. She didn’t look like
a lady with three kids in their 20’s.
I have had 40 years with an unfulfilled and incestuous
sexual fantasy. For the first 35 of those years I never
figured that there was a chance of Marilyn and I ever
getting together. After all we were well into middle
age and she is in a marriage that has lasted well over
30 years.
However, lately Marilyn has shown me some signs that
she might be interested in finishing what we started so
many years ago. For instance, I had leaned into
Marilyn’s ear to ask a question at my nephew’s wedding
reception. She was seated and was behind her and to her
left and it was noisy in the room. As I got my face
close to her ear she reached up with her left hand and
caressed my left cheek; a very subtle and very sexy
demonstration of affection.
The last time I saw her before that, she had me helping
her in the kitchen of her daughter’s house. As I worked
at the counter she moved up behind me to talk. I could
feel her breast against the back of my upper arm. The
longer we talked the closer she got and the pressure of
her breast increased against me. There is no way this
was accidental contact, she knew what she was doing.
I was surprised when I got an Email a couple of weeks
after the last reunion. I didn’t recognize the return
address and I was pleasantly surprised when I opened it
to find it was from Marilyn.
She has a son who just started Grad school about 25
miles east of my house and a daughter who lives near
our old home area about 50 miles west. She and her
husband live about 3 hours away. She would be traveling
between the kids next Wednesday and since both would be
busy during the day; she wanted to know, since I am
retired, if I would have lunch with her. Of course, I
quickly E-mailed her back and suggested a restaurant
near my home and a time to meet.
When we met that Wednesday she looked great. She had on
a nicely fitted blouse that accentuated her lovely
breasts and a pair of mid-thigh shorts that showed her
enough of her legs to be interesting. Through lunch we
talked about many things, her work, her kids, my
daughter, the rest of the family. When we were finished
with the meal we still had things to talk about;
Marilyn didn’t have to be at her daughter’s until 6:30
PM so she asked if she could come see my house. My cock
twitched in my shorts.
After my divorce I had bought a fairly modest house
near my office. Nothing to rave about but a livable
bachelor pad. When Marilyn and I arrived, I gave her
the five-minute tour. Then as we retired to the living
room I put on some music and asked if she wanted a
drink. I mixed her a screwdriver and a bloody Mary for
myself and we settled in on the couch.
She sat just far enough away that my arm, when I
stretched it out behind her on the back of the couch;
barely reached her far shoulder. We continued to talk
and laugh an after 10 minutes or so, on some unknown,
unspoken signal, we sat our drinks down. After another
minute or two I put my hand firmly on her shoulder.
Suddenly, it was 40 years ago as she scooted toward me
and fell in against my chest. Just like she did years
earlier; she let out an audible sigh when she had
snuggled into my arms.
We sat quietly as I held her. Finally, I reached down
and lifted her faced toward mine. She was a beautiful
as ever as I looked into her eyes. I started with a
soft, chaste caress of our lips that quickly became a
full on, open mouth, dueling tongues kiss.
It was like a continuation of that Sunday afternoon so
long ago. The difference being, however, that our
parents and younger brothers were no where near. She
had her hand behind my neck and I had my hand firmly
planted on her left ass cheek pulling her crotch toward
mine.
I know there are times when it is best not to talk and,
for sure, this was one. Call it conscience or what
ever; I had to stop long enough to find out what was
going on in her pretty head.
"Marilyn, at the risk of screwing up what I am sure can
be an unbelievable experience for both of us. I have to
ask you something."
She looked up at me and said, "OK" with slight
trepidation in her voice.
"If I know you as well as it think I do; you have never
strayed from your marriage vows so why now and why me?"
Marilyn looked at me and took a deep breath, "You are
right. I have never been unfaithful to Rodney but that
doesn’t’ mean I haven’t thought about it. Don’t get me
wrong; Rodney is a good husband and a great father. I
would never leave him.
We have a really nice life together but it is more like
him being my best friend and roommate. It is not that
he doesn’t try to be romantic, I think he just doesn’t
know how. He does all the right things, flowers, gifts,
getaways, but it is like there is no feeling in them.
His practice is number-one with him and I am somewhat
of an also-ran.
I found what she said to be real interesting because I
had talked with Rodney at the family reunion. He went
on and on about how much fun he and Marilyn had doing
the simple things in life together like gardening and
cooking dinner.
I related to Marilyn what Rodney had said and she
responded, "That’s right, We have great fun together.
He IS my best friend but he lacks romantic passion and
imagination. We have never made love in any position
but missionary. We have never made love outside a bed.
I have never had an orgasm with him. The last few years
he seems to have no interest in sex at all. We make
love on our anniversary and birthdays but that’s all.
It isn’t enough for me; before I die I want to feel
passion like I used to feel with you."
I was somewhat shocked, "But he is a doctor, Surely he
know that that‘s not right. Haven’t you talked about
it?"
"Paulie, you’re right, being a doctor he should know
better but it also means he has a huge ego. He is never
wrong. I have tried talking to him about passion and
increasing our lovemaking."
"What did he say?"
"Not much about my specific complaint. He is strong
headed and bossy. He just let me know that we have a
good, marriage, which I agree with for the most part,
and I should be happy with what I have. He realizes
something is missing for me but he thinks I shouldn’t
let that bother me. He knows I would never leave him
over it so I finally just dropped it."
"OK. Fair enough. I can believe that. That still leaves
the ‘Why me?’ question. I no longer look like a 16-
year-old football player. I’m gray-haired and
overweight. We look like Beauty and the Beast
together."
She took another deep breath and said, "First, you know
Rodney and I live in a small town. There is no way I
could have an affair without someone who knows us
having knowledge of it."
"I didn’t want to go out of town and have a one night
stand with a stranger. That is too dangerous these
days. But those are not the biggest reasons."
I looked at her quizzically.
"It is you because it has always been you. You aroused
my passion way back then and it has never stopped. You
may not look like you did 40 years ago but when I see
you my heart sees you, not my eyes. Every time I come
near you my heart skips a beat. When Rodney and I first
made love on our wedding night I had thoughts of you.
Wondering what it would have been like with you."
"I have kept up with you over the years. Cousin Julie
told me about all of her friends that you slept with
when you were single. You have a reputation among the
women in the family; the word is that you were a
skilled lover before you married. Also, I know your
current lady friend says she has never been so
satisfied sexually. I don’t care about your weight or
gray hair; I melt just at the thought of your kiss and
touch."
"Before you ask why now, by the time I found out I was
gong to have a permanent lack of passion in my life;
you were married. I thought that you probably still
felt the same about me but I didn’t want to do anything
to mess up your marriage."
"You are in a one on one relationship so I know you
aren’t carrying any disease but since you are not
married I figured it wasn’t real, real serious and that
you may be willing to share some of your love with me."
"Fair enough," I said, "but one final question. Have
you been trying to let me know how you feel for very
long?"
"I started trying to get you to make a move the first
time I saw after your divorce but I couldn’t be too
obvious. We were never alone together, Rodney and I
share the computer so I couldn’t take a chance on e-
mailing you, he reviews and pays the phone bills so a
long distance call was not an option and I sure wasn’t
going to put anything down on paper."
"After I rubbed my breast against your arm last fall I
thought you were made of stone but then I figured that
even if you wanted to; it was less likely that you
would be able to come up with a safe way for us to
communicate. When Tim moved up here and I had two kids
living in separate cities with you in between; I knew I
would have an excuse to be in this area and not be with
either one."
"There was still the problem of safely getting word to
you. I overheard some folks at the grocery talking
about free Internet access at the public library. So I
went in, set up an account and Emailed you right away.
Now, is the cross examination over?"
"Not quite. Just one more; you have had a very
sheltered sex life. On the other hand I, well, you
know, I don’t want you to think I am perverted if I
start to do things that are new for you."
She blushed, then smiled and said, "Yes I know you are
a sexual Disney World. Don’t worry, I’ve read the
brochure and I know what the rides are; I have just
never been on them. I don’t know how many we can take
in the next 4 hours but I eventually want to try them
all. I am hoping you will let me have a season pass.
Now shut up and kiss me."
The level of excitement I felt at that time was
indescribable. I have had many, many sexual encounters
but I have never been as excited as I right now. My
dick was rock hard and I wanted to stop to get my
breath but I didn’t want to take my mouth of off
Marilyn’s sweet soft lips.
We started moving into a reclining position on the
couch; face to face with Marilyn nearest the back. I
was partially on top of her and she opened her thighs
bringing her inside knee up on the back of the couch. I
moved my leg into the V and began pressing my thigh
against her crotch. Marilyn immediately pressed her
pelvis up toward me.
We continued to kiss more deeply and passionately than
I ever kissed anyone. I eased off of Marilyn and off
the couch. I kneeled beside her on the floor continuing
to kiss her lips and face. I cupped her full breast
with my right hand as Marilyn began unbuttoning her
blouse. When she got to the bottom and started
unbuttoning her shorts I was running a trail of kisses
down the cleavage between her breast.
I helped her raise her back up off the couch to get her
blouse off. While she had her back off the seat I
quickly reached around and popped her bra open with one
hand. She lay back down and looked at me in amazement.
Then she just shook her head and smiled. "You do know
some tricks, don’t you?"
"You ain’t seen nothin’ yet," I said as I lowered my
lips to one nipple and started rubbing the other
between my thumb and forefinger. I felt one nipple grow
between my lips as the other hardened from my manual
manipulations.
Marilyn moaned and rubbed my head and neck. As I worked
on her nipples we pulled her bra off completely. I took
my mouth off of her breast and sat up to see this chest
I have wanted to look at, feel and kiss for so long.
For a woman approaching 60 years old her breast were
remarkable. Still very well shaped and firm with very
little sagging despite their larger than average size.
As I began to manipulate her breasts again Marilyn
reached down between us and got her first feel of my
cock through my pants. "Oooooooh, this feels nice," she
commented.
"It works pretty well too. Maybe we’ll get to try it
out later," I kidded.
"That’s what I’m counting on. The sooner the better."
"It will be soon," I thought to myself but I wasn’t
going to think about putting my cock into this lovely
creature until I have brought her to a couple of
orgasms by other means.
I continued to alternate between kissing her breasts
and kissing her lips while I moved my right hand down
her stomach toward her shorts. You would have thought
my fingers were electric as I barely drug my fingertips
over her smooth, quivering skin. I paused for a moment
to tease her navel before moving on toward her shorts.
I pulled my hand up off of her tummy and jumped over
her shorts placing it on the inside of her closest
thigh down toward her knee. I started tracing my
fingertips over her smooth, soft skin of her inner
thigh. I continued to move my hand up the inside of her
leg as Marilyn stroked my dick though my pants.
I took my free hand and opened my short’s waist snap.
When Marilyn felt what I was doing she lowered my
zipper. I reached in and pulled my rock-hard cock out
through the fly in my briefs. As soon as I had it out
Marilyn replaced my hand with hers. She let out a big
sigh as she started to stroke my bare cock.
Marilyn’s shorts had rather loose legs so I was able to
move my hand into her shorts and up her leg toward the
juncture of her lovely thighs. As my fingers edged
closer and closer to the edge of her panties, Marilyn
breathing got very slow and steady. She had almost
stopped stroking my cock but was continuing to hold it
as my fingers found the edge of the leg opening of her
panties.
I was there; ready to touch and feel that small parcel
that I had lusted after for over 40 years. I pushed her
shorts away from her crotch with the back of my hand. I
began to lightly caress the strip of nylon between her
legs with my fingertips. It was a little damp and very,
very warm between her legs and as I applied more
pressure I could feel Marilyn’s labia.
I watched her lovely face as I traced her labia from
top to bottom, back and forth. Marilyn began to moan
and move her pelvis against my hand. I placed my lips
on hers and kissed her long and hard as my fingers went
back and forth; opening her furrow and pressing her
panties into her hot, wet vulva.
My sensitive and skilled fingertips located her clit
through the crotch of her panties. I wanted to give her
an orgasm before I even got her panties off and touched
her bare pussy. I located the clitoral shaft that was
hidden in the folds of her upper pussy. I began to
caress and rub the area hard with my fingertips
pressing it between my fingers and her pubic bone.
Marilyn’s lower body began to twitch as I rubbed her
most sensitive spot harder and quicker. I could tell
she was almost there. She continued to hold my dick, so
tight in fact, that it was uncomfortable. I looked in
her eyes and said, "Marilyn, I want you to cum for me.
I want you to cum hard. Look in my eyes and think about
what I am doing. Think about where my hand is and how
long you have wanted this."
She moaned and her eyes started to glaze over as she
continued to look in my eyes. She was closer still. So
I continued to talk to her.
"Feel that in your hand. That’s all for you. I am going
to slide that into your lovely body and you are going
to love it. It is going to make you cum too and when it
does I am going to fill you up with..."
I never got the final words out. Marilyn pulled me to
her lips and kissed my hard as her body started to
quake, She arched up in the middle and held her butt
off the couch as she ground her pelvis against my hand.
Finally, after about 20 seconds she fell back to the
couch.
"That was nice," she said as she tried to catch her
breath and come down from her orgasmic palsy, "I
haven’t much foreplay either. I’ve done that for myself
but I thought guys didn’t know how."
I moved my hand out the leg of her shorts, "If a guy is
smart he knows how."
She started stroking my cock again. She looked up at
me, "Are we going to the bedroom now?" Giving my dong a
squeeze.
"No, we aren’t going to the bedroom at all today. I was
planning on using the couch, the floor and maybe the
dining room table. Sound good to you?"
She looked at me and smiled that beautiful smile of
hers, "Yes, anything you want to do sounds great.
That’s why I’m here."
I grabbed a pillow and placed it under Marilyn’s head.
"Lay your head down and close your eyes. We are ready
to move on but you are going to have to let go of my
cock."
She reluctantly released my dick, laid her head down
and closed her eyes. I started kissing one breast and
playing with the other with my hand. Leaving my left
hand on her breast I stared kissing and lightly running
my tongue down he cleavage toward her tummy. When I
reached her navel and lightly diddled it with the tip
of my tongue she giggled like a schoolgirl.
My right hand was busy working her shorts off her butt
and down her thighs. When I got them down to her calves
she took over and worked them the rest of the way off
herself.
I removed my mouth from her and viewed the visual feast
before me. She was gorgeous lying there on my couch in
only sexy pink bikini panties. Her eyes were still
closed and she had a wistful smile on her lovely face.
Her nipples were at full attention and I could see her
light brown pubes through her almost sheer panties.
The crotch of her panties had been pushed into her slit
by the earlier action of my fingers. There was a
growing dark spot in the fabric down between her thighs
no doubt the love honey leaking from her after her
orgasm.
I placed my lips back on her tummy and worked down
toward the waistband of her panties. I traced the
waistband from on side to the other with my wet tongue
as I started working her panties down with my hand. I
would kiss and tongue the flesh of her lower tummy as
it was exposed.
Marilyn was so entranced by the feelings below her
waist that she didn’t realize the downward movement of
her panties had been stopped by the curve of her cute
butt.
"Raise up sweetie so I can get these panties off of
you."
She arched herself up in the middle and allowed me to
slide her panties past her ass and down her legs as she
settled her butt back down on the couch. Again, I had
to pause and drink in her beauty as she worked her
panties the rest of the way off with her feet. Her
light brown bush was neatly trimmed and somewhat matted
down from confinement in her panties. I could see her
outer labia and signs of the moisture she was
generating as she moved her legs about.
I moved her right leg off the couch and moved between
her thighs as she spread her legs to give me access. I
traced my lips down the soft skin of Marilyn’s leg
leaning against the back of the couch. Her skin
trembled under my touch as I kissed and licked.
"I am more than a little nervous about this. This is
one of those rides I have heard about but never been
on. I don’t know what to do" Marilyn said softly.
"Don’t worry baby. You don’t have to do anything except
lay there, be beautiful."
When I reached the juncture of her thighs I wet my
tongue and ran it up and down the crease where her leg
and torso joined. Passing over he bush and pussy I then
licked up and down the opposite crease. By now she was
purring with pleasure. When I took a breath, pursed my
lips and starting at the top blew a stream of air down
her labia from top to bottom. I thought she would go
nuts. "Oooo." she moaned loudly.
Then I started lightly moving my wet tongue up and down
the length of her outer labia alternating from side to
side. I avoided contact with the area in the middle; my
goal was to move her silky light brown pubes to the
sides and pate them down and out of the way with my
saliva.
When I had her pubes pushed back I paused to study her
vulva. He skin was pale in contrast to the pinkish
purple of the edges of her swollen inner lips, swollen
with excitement. Her inner lips had already separated
some, especially down over the opening to her love
tunnel, revealing the dampening entrance to her vagina.
Teasingly I started kissing her lower tummy moving back
and forth at the line of her bush moving down a little
each time across. Finally, I stopped teasing and placed
my lips directly and firmly onto the bare fold of skin
hiding her clitoris. She jumped like she had been shot.
I open my lips and allowed the tip of my tongue out and
used it to probe and caress the area. However, before I
made contact with her clit I withdrew and move down to
the bottom of her vulva. I place my mouth on the space
between her vulva and little brown anus and then began
to move it upward. I was barely touching and using my
tongue begin to further open her inner labia.
Marilyn was now moaning constantly and she had placed
one hand on the back of my head to insure that my mouth
did not stray far from her seething crotch. Her furrow
was now completely open to my tongue which I proceeded
to push into her vagina as deep as it would go. She was
leaking copious amount of her nectar past my tongue,
which I was drinking down with gusto.
After flattening out my tongue and making about 10 slow
and forceful licks from her cute brown rosette to her
bush; I began to concentrate on her clit. Using my
thumb and forefinger I spread the upper portion of her
vulva open uncovering her clit. Then I started using
the tip of my tongue like a pen point and began to
slowly do the alphabet on her clit. When I got to K I
could tell from her moans and trembling body that she
was approaching an earth-shaking orgasm.
To push her over the top I inserted the middle finger
of my right hand into her love-honey soaked vagina and
started rubbing just inside moving back toward her G
spot. When my fingertip located the mass of tissue I
began to massage upward in earnest as I kept up the
alphabet on her clit.
Suddenly she was there. She grabbed my head with both
hands and pushed my face into her crotch so hard; I
thought I was going to lose teeth. Her whole body
stiffened and shook. Between her hands and her thighs
clamped around my head; I was about to be smothered in
pussy.
Her spasms subsided and she started to relax; releasing
my head. I moved from between her thighs and stood to
remove my shorts and briefs. I knelt back on the couch
between her wide spread legs. I gave her pussy a lick;
a final taste of her orgasmic juices and moved up her
body kissing and tonguing her flesh.
As I kissed up her neck to her cheek she opened her
eyes and then broke out into a tremendous grin.
"Now THAT was a thrill ride! I have never felt such a
climax in my life. I don’t know what else to say."
"That’s OK; you don’t have to say anything. Our bodies
are going to communicate now." I moved my cock up
between her legs toward the entrance to her pussy. "If
you are ready; put me in sweetheart."
Marilyn reached between us and placed the tip of my
dick against her entrance. We looked into each other’s
eyes as I flicked my hips forward slightly barely
moving the head of my cock inside her love canal. I was
rewarded with an "Oooooooooooh!" from my sweet lover-
cousin.
With slow, short movements forward and backward, I was
slowly penetrating this woman I have wanted to fuck for
the last 40 years. After being aroused by my mouth and
fingers she was very, very wet. Very wet but also very,
very tight. I had heard that a woman’s vagina could
almost return to a virginal state with lack of use and
I could tell Marilyn’s had not been used much lately. I
wanted this to last so I took my time getting my thick
cock completely into Marilyn.
"How does that feel, sweetie?" I asked and I paused and
enjoyed the sensations of my prick being surrounded and
massaged by her hot, wet and slick vaginal walls.
"It feels wonderful. I am filled like never before. I
didn’t think I could every have such a stuffed
feeling."
I continued to look down into her eyes as I slowly
withdrew my cock until only the head was left in her
love box and then after a short pause reversed
direction and slowly moved it back into her to the
hilt. We both groaned at the sensations my cock brought
us both as it moved back deep into her pussy. The walls
of her tight slick sheath clasped my dick tightly as I
withdrew. I could feel all the ripples and contours of
her cunt walls against the wide, flared head of my cock
each stroke in and out.
I began to speed up my movements and Marilyn responded
by starting to move her hips and pelvis heightening the
pleasure for both of us. After steady hard pounding of
her pussy for a few minutes I held my cock at her
entrance and teasingly moved the tip in an out of her.
She responded with almost frantic motion of her pelvis
trying to reclaim her prize.
Without warning I slammed my cock deep into her pussy
with three hard strokes. Wham, wham, wham, I slammed
the head of my prick against her cervix at the back end
of her cunt. Marilyn’s eyes widened in surprise and
then she pulled my mouth down and kissed me deeply. Her
response told me I was giving her the passion in
lovemaking that she had been missing.
I paused, pounded, paused, and pounded; repeating the
sequence over and over. I finally eliminated the pauses
and I slammed my cock into Marilyn’s open and willing
pussy over and over and over. Marilyn’s head had been
pushed back into the corner of the couch. She could not
move back so she could not recoil from the forceful
strokes of my thick cock into her weeping pussy. She
could only take it. My living room was filled with the
sound and smell of hot, squishy sexual intercourse.
She was not only responding with her body but she also
began to find her voice, "Yes, Yes, Yes Paulie, Deeper,
Harder, more, more, more."
"Do you like for me to fuck you hard baby?"
"Oh, yes Paulie, Fuck me hard, fuck me deep. I don’t
care, just fuck me!" She hissed through her teeth.
I had moved my upper body up off Marilyn and was
holding onto the back of the couch and the arm to
balance myself. I looked down at Marilyn; completely
nude, almost panting and bathed the sweat, writhing
beneath me.
I was amazed at the transformation; a few minutes with
a hard, thick prick had changed this prim and proper,
pillar of the community, middle-aged, Doctor’s wife
into a cock-hungry slut.
While I was enjoying fucking Marilyn’s brains out since
I am in my late 50’s I don’t have the stamina I had
when I was a younger man. I needed a rest stop, if only
long enough to change positions. I knew Marilyn was
closing in on another orgasm so I thought I would try
to speed things along a little and get her to come
again before stopping.
I took my hand off the arm of the couch behind
Marilyn’s head and brought the thumb up to my mouth
wetting it thoroughly. I brought the hand down to her
tummy and moved the thumb through her silky pubes
bringing if firmly down on the skin over Marilyn’s love
button. I moved my thumb up and down stroking that
small shaft of flesh with ever-increasing pressure.
Marilyn was breathing between clinched teeth and looked
up at me with a wild primal look in her eye. She had
brought both heels up behind me and pulled me into her
on each thrust of my lower body. I got my thumb
directly on her clit and chased and pinched it like it
was bb in oil. That was all it took to send Marilyn
over the top.
I felt the ripples of her cunt muscles up and down my
prick and she trembled with spasm after spasm. She dug
her heels hard into my back and pulled her pelvis up to
grind her crotch against mine. I think she wanted to
cry out but it was like she was paralyzed from head to
toe; trapped in the throes of her biggest orgasm yet.
As the effects of her orgasm began to subside, Marilyn
began to de-arch her body back down on the couch.
My slippery dick plopped out of her sopping cunt. I
continued to kneel between her thigh giving me a
wonderful view of her now stretched and well-fucked
pussy. Her lips open and her juices flowing from the
entrance to her tunnel and down the crack of her ass.
We had created a hand-sized wet spot on the seat of the
couch.
Marilyn reached up and touched my cheek, "What
happened? I thought you were going to get there the
same time I did."
"I was close baby but we are still basically making
love in the missionary position; I didn’t want to
finish until you had experienced something different."
I crawled off the couch and helped her to a sitting
position.
"I want you to get on your knees on the floor facing
the seat of the couch, We are going to do a little
doggy." As she moved into position I gathered the throw
pillows and placed them on the seat of the couch in
front of her.
"You can put your hands on the back of the couch or you
can lay down on these."
I watched as Marilyn turned and lowered herself to her
knees on the floor. She leaned into the couch arching
her back and wiggling her cute butt toward me. "Spread
your knees and calves apart," I directed as I got onto
my knees between her legs.
I paused for a second to admire and then bend over to
kiss her well-formed ass. It looked like it belonged to
a woman half her age. No cellulite, no sage, still firm
and well-rounded. With her back arched and her butt
sticking out toward me I could easily see her most
private areas. I couldn’t wait to get my prick back
into that sweet pussy.
"I think you’ll like this." I said, "I understand that
this position will give me deepest access to you. You
ready?"
She nodded her said, "Yes Baby, I want to feel more of
you in me."
I held onto my wet, sticky dick and rubbed the head up
and down her wet furrow. When the rubbed over her clit.
Marilyn’s body quaked. "Oooohhhh yeah sweetie. I want
you now."
I gladly obliged and slid my cock straight into her
wet, hot pussy. I made balls deep on the first stroke.
When was embedded Marilyn I gave a twitch of my
internal prick muscles. Marilyn’s quickly responded
with a squeeze back of the walls of her pussy. She
looked back over her shoulder and grinned at me.
"I like this already," she said as she wiggled her ass
and pushed back against my thick dick. I grabbed her
waist in both hands and moved her away as I withdrew my
cock. When I got to where the tip was barely inside her
sheath, I reversed and eased my cock back in as I
pulled her back toward me.
I slowly and gently made love to my beautiful cousin
doggy style. I was in no hurry. I knew this time I was
going to cum deep in her warm wet womb. Marilyn groaned
each time my thick, rock hard shaft slid up into her
tight, clenching snatch. I took my hands off of her
hips and reached around to cup both her full breasts. I
found her nipples and rolled them back and forth
between my thumbs and forefingers.
I could tell Marilyn’s excitement level was increasing.
The motions of her pelvis around my cock were becoming
quicker and more forceful. She was trying to bring
herself off again using my dick as a live dildo.
I released her tits and held her hips again. In this
position the musky smell of sex wafted up from between
us and into my nostrils increasing my level of lust and
excitement. I began to quicken my strokes and started
slamming my lower body against her ass and my cock into
her pussy. Again the squishy sound of lovemaking and
the slap of skin on skin filled the room.
I started getting closer to busting my nut and began to
verbally let Marilyn know about my approaching orgasm.
"Oh yeah Baby, I'm about to cum. Are you ready for me
to cum?"
"Oh Paulie, Yes, I want you to come."
I kept talking and involving her in what was going on,
"Where do you want my cum Baby?"
"You know Paulie."
"I know, but I want you to tell me, Where?"
"I want you to come inside me."
As I continued to pound into her hot, slick pussy I was
determined to get her to use common street language.
"Baby, you’re a lady and I will treat you like one
unless my dick is in you then you are my fuck slut,
understand."
"Yeeeeeessssss." She half-squealed.
"Then tell me. Where you do want me to cum?"
"You bastard. I want you to come in my pussy, deep in
your fuck slut’s tight little pussy." She moaned and
she continued to clamp her love sheath around my
throbbing, pounding cock.
I couldn’t hold back any longer. I pulled Marilyn’s
body to me as I thrust my hips forward pushing my cock
as deep into her pussy as it would go. I yelled out
loud as the first jet of hot come left the end of my
dick and splashed inside my cousin’s womb.
When she felt the first jet of cum inside her Marilyn
went over the top again herself. She stiffened and
shook all over as she clamped down on my cock with her
talented cunt. Wad after wad of cum shot into Marilyn’s
willing love tunnel mixing with her own copious
secretions.
I have said it before and I will say it again here,
"There is nothing like a multiple-orgasmic woman to
make you feel like a stud." As Marilyn trembled with
her second orgasm while on my dick; I was amazed that
she said she had never had one during sex before.
I have read that the brain is the most important sexual
organ. The fact that I had already gotten Marilyn to
come 4 times was evidence of how mentally prepared she
was for this afternoon’s activities.
When we both began to calm down, I collapsed over
Marilyn’s back. As I started to catch my breath, I
cupped a breast in my hand and kissed the back of her
neck. She was breathing hard as she moved her upper
body back up against my chest and we both moved
upright, She reached around to grab the back of my neck
and twisted herself until out lips could connect in a
deep wet kiss.
As we were kissing, I reached around with my other hand
and caressed the furrow of her well-slammed cunt.
As my fingertips moved over her swollen, sensitive clit
her body shook in a mini-orgasm. We separated from the
kiss and my softening cock plopped out of her sopping
cunt followed by a small rivulet of our combined cum
that ran down the inside of her thigh.
I held Marilyn in my arms. We remained on out knees
enjoying the afterglow of out mutual orgasm. After a
couple of minutes, I moved over onto the couch and
pulled her up onto my lap. She put her arm around my
neck and her head on my shoulder as we just sat quietly
and savored our long-delayed experience.
Marilyn spoke first, "I guess I can say it was worth
the wait but I am so, so sorry we waited so long. I
have never felt so alive. I have never been so excited
and ready for sex. I know now what it is to feel like a
complete woman. The last couple of hours have been
unbelievable. The bad part is now that I have
experienced it I never want it out of my life."
"Well," I replied, "when you think about it we have
loved each other longer than any other man or woman we
know. Yet we had never made love. If we don’t
experience passion together in this situation we never
will. I can tell you truthfully as long as I can
breathe and get an erection; I will be ready to make
love with you; no matter what."
I went on, "By the way, I hope you understand that the
dirty talk is get part of the fun. You know you are
more to me than a Fuck slut."
"I know, and you aren’t a bastard. You are an
incredible lover. I will always want to make love with
you as long as I live and breathe" with that we had
exchange mutual vows of lovemaking for the rest of our
lives.
We went on that afternoon to make love one more time.
Marilyn gave me her first blowjob and sucked me back to
full erection. Then I picked her up and laid her down
on the dining room table. She had two more orgasms as
we fucked. We went at it so long and hard that my dick
was sore before I shot another load deep into her.
She didn’t want to show up at her daughter’s with that
just-fucked look and smell so we took a quick shower
together. Before she left we made plans for her to meet
me in two weeks at a park lodge near her home for
another afternoon of lovemaking. We both hoped that
there would be a lot more to come.
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The author does not condone child abuse, this story is
meant as an erotic fantasy not real life. Anyone acting
out such scenarios in "real life" can look forward to
many unproductive years getting it up the butt by a
fellow convict in their local prison system.
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