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Sarah and John
by JSR (storytellerxxx5@gmail.com)
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Two cousins grow up together, and become very attached
to each other. (mf-teens, youths, inc, 1st, oral)
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My name is John, and Sarah is my cousin. I am 2 years
older than Sarah, and was 5 when she came to live with
us. Her parents were killed in Iraq, and since mom was
their only relative the courts sent her to us.
The house we lived in had been remodeled several times.
Sarah was put in a room next to mom and dad's, and I was
moved to the room on the other side of Sarah's. There
was a closet on each side of the walls between our
rooms. The bathroom was at the end of the hall with a
door to the hall, and one into my bedroom.
When I was about 8, I was looking for something in my
closet, when I saw something that looked like a door, in
the center of the closet. Unless you were inside the
closet you couldn't see the door, and in the darkness of
the closet, I could not see how it opened. I was
intrigued, and went to the garage and found a
flashlight.
Using the flashlight in the closet, I could see that the
door was a pocket door, and could be opened by recessing
it into the wall, which I did. On the other side, was
Sarah's clothing. Neat, I thought, now we can play
together after we go to bed without mom and dad knowing.
Later that day, I told Sarah, that I had a secret, and
would show her later, but she had to promise that she
would never tell mom and dad about it. She was excited,
and swore that she would never tell.
About bedtime, Sarah whispered to me, "What about your
secret?" I answered, "I will show it to you after we are
sent to bed. Just be sure to keep your light on, and you
will see it."
"Alright she answered."
At bed time, I waited until I heard mom and dad's door
shut, then I went to my closet and opened the door
between Sarah and my rooms. Then I opened her closet
door and stepped into her room.
I put my finger up to my lips to indicate that Sarah
should not make a sound, and then motioned for her to
come with me. Back through the closet we went and were
in my room. Now we could talk without mom and dad
hearing us. I told her, "Now when you have to go to the
bathroom at night, you can come through here and it will
not wake up mom or dad." She said, "What about you, will
you wake up?"
I answered, "It doesn't matter. I won't not give you the
third degree, wanting to know why you are up at night."
We played for a while, and then decided to go to bed. I
told Sarah, "Just close the closet doors, and leave the
center door open. No one will notice it, and it will
make it easier for us to go back and forth." She then
went back to her room, closing both closet doors. I took
off my clothing, and went to bed. I always slept in the
nude. I didn't like for my pajamas to bunch up in my
crotch, and started sleeping nude a year or so before,
and a lot of time I would lay on top of the covers, when
the house was warm enough, which it was this night.
In the morning, I got up and went into the bathroom, to
take a shower. A few minutes later, Sarah came through
my room, and into the bathroom. She looked at me in the
shower, and then went to the toilet so she could pee.
She pulled her pajama bottoms down and did her job, then
went back to her room. While I did not try to hide my
cock from her, I was a little embarrassed, but I watched
her and saw her pee for the first time.
I finished my shower and went back to my room to dry
off. Sarah was there, nude waiting to use the shower.
This was the first time I had seen her nude for a couple
of years, and I asked her about it. She said, "I saw you
naked last night, when you were sleeping, and I don't
care if you see me. Just don't let mom and dad (she knew
they were her aunt and uncle, but preferred to call them
mom and dad), know."
She left the bathroom door open when she was taking her
shower. This was the start of a nude relationship
between the two of us. Whenever possible, we would be
nude together. I felt comfortable being nude around
Sarah, and she was very comfortable being nude around
me. At this point, there was no thoughts of sex, we were
both too young to think of such things.
When I started puberty, I never thought of Sarah, it was
always one of the girls in my class, or one of my female
teachers, that I would be thinking about when I jacked
off. I also hid this from Sarah, not knowing what she
would think. We would both be nude together, but I never
thought of her as a sex object.
When I was 15, Sarah started through puberty. Her
nipples got puffy, and she started her periods. She
started getting horny, when she saw my cock, and began
masturbating in front of me. I asked her what she was
doing, and she said, "I don't really know, but it feels
so good."
This went on for a while, and one day she asked me if I
would play with her nipples, while she masturbated. To
please her, I lightly pinched and pulled her nipples,
and they started getting hard. She said, "That feels
really good, you can do that to me anytime you want."
She also noticed my cock getting hard, and asked me
about it.
I told her that it was, "Getting ready to make babies!"
I also told her that she would learn about that, next
semester at school, and they could teach her better than
I could, so ask them the questions.
A few days later, Sarah caught me jacking off, and
wanted to know what I was doing. I said, "Remember the
other day when you played with your pussy?"
"Yes," she answered. I said, "This is the male way of
doing what you were doing."
She then asked, "Can I try to do it to you?"
I tried to discourage her, but she was adamant, that she
wanted to do it, so I taught her how to give me a hand
job. I also told her that she, "could not tell anyone
that she gave me a hand job, as it would get both of us
in trouble."
Now when I jacked off, I realized I was now thinking of
Sarah, instead of the girls at school. I had to find a
way to stop this, before it went too far. But How? All
Sarah had to do is look at me with her sweet smile, and
I would melt, and do what she wanted.
I could not say anything to mom or dad, that would be
disaster. All the teachers at school would turn me in as
a pedophile, and all my friends would try to fuck Sarah,
if they found out. I was at my whit's end. Nothing I
could think of would help.
Every day when we came home from school, Sarah would go
to her room, take her clothing off, and come into my
room, smile at me and grab for my cock so she could give
me a hand job. She also wanted me to play with her pussy
and tits while she was doing it, which I did.
Then one day when she was giving me a hand job, she
asked, "What is a blowjob?"
I almost choked, when she asked that. I managed to ask
her, "Where did you hear about blow jobs?"
Her answer was, "One of the girls in the shower after
gym class was talking about giving her boy friend a
blowjob, but she didn't tell us what it was."
I said, "Are you sure you want to know? Some girls think
that blowjobs are nasty, and will not do them."
"Have you had one?" she asked.
"No," I said, "I don't even have a girlfriend yet."
Then she dropped a bomb on me, when she said, "I will be
your girl friend, now tell me what to do, and I'll give
you a blowjob."
I said, "I am your cousin, it would not be right."
She said, "If we think it is all right to do, then it is
all right. Please tell me," as she put on her magic
smile.
I told her to take my hard cock, and lick it up and down
and all around. Then to put it in her mouth and continue
the same, while sliding up and down on it. She started
licking my cock and then took it into her mouth, and
tried to shove the whole thing in her mouth, until she
started gagging.
I pulled out of her mouth and told her not to put so
much in, that it took time and training to be able to
deep throat a cock. She went back to work on it, and was
making me feel really good. I decided to give her the
whole treatment, and cum in her mouth, and maybe it
would dampen her ardor.
I held off cumming for as long as I could, then dumped a
big load in her mouth. She swallowed most of it, but
some leaked out onto her face. Once she took my cock out
of her mouth, she used her finger to clean up her face,
and said, "You did not tell me that I would get a good
tasting meal. I like doing that. I will do it for you as
often as I can."
It seem like the harder I try to discourage Sarah, the
more she wants sex. I don't know what I will do when she
discovers intercourse. I sure hope I can keep that from
happening.
One day Sarah came into my room (through the closet, and
naked, as usual). I was laying on my bed, reading
something for one of my classes, and Sarah came up and
asked, "What does it mean when someone says, 'my
boyfriend ate my pussy last night'?"
I dropped my book in surprise, and asked, "Who said
that?"
Sarah said, "My best friend Susie, said it, to several
of us this morning."
I really think that she knew, but was asking to see what
I would tell her, so I said, "I think you can guess what
it means."
She said, "I would think that it would hurt a lot if
someone ate my pussy. Their teeth would tear me a part."
I then said, "It is just an expression, it just means
that someone was licking and sucking her pussy with
their tongue and mouth."
She then gave me her magic smile and said, "Please do it
to me so I will know exactly what it is." I was hooked
the instant she gave me that smile, and said, "Lay on
the bed, on your back, and spread your legs as far apart
as you can."
Once she was in position, I got between her legs, and
started licking her pussy. I also spread her pussy lips
apart with my hands, so I could lick inside of her. At
the top of my stroke, I hit her clit, and she jumped a
little. "That feels great," she said, "don't stop." I
kept at it until mom called us to come down for supper.
Sarah went to her room to put her clothing on, while I
dressed. I had a hard on, and it was hard to hide when I
got to the dining room. I saw mom looking at me, and she
had a smile on her face, and quickly turned around. I
think she noticed my hard on, bulging against my pants,
but she never said anything.
Later, when mom found me alone in the den, she said,
"Was that hard on you had for me, or Sarah?" Then she
gave a quick laugh and said, "You don't have to answer
that, but one of us should be careful that you don't use
it."
I gave mom a strange look, and she said, "You're growing
up and hard-on's will become more frequent when you are
around good looking girls, no matter if they are related
to you or not. But, Sarah and me, are off limits to you,
always. Do you understand what I am saying?"
I answered, "Mom, I know what incest is, and like most
boys, I fantasize about you, but I also know that it
will never happen. Sarah is my cousin, so she is
likewise off limits. You should not worry about it."
Mom then said, "I will always worry about my children.
Just be careful." This was the first time that mom or
dad for that matter, had even approached the subject of
sex, even in an oblique way.
Later, I told Sarah, "We will have to stop playing with
each other, Mom and I had a session this evening, and
she made it clear that they are watching us."
Sarah answered, "Dad asked me several questions tonight
also, but I think that's just their way of giving us THE
TALK, and I don't think they even suspect anything."
Sarah then said, "I want you to eat my pussy, while I
give you a blow job."
"A 69," I said, and we went at it again. At least three
times a week we would do this, for the next year. Then I
turned 16.
I started dating, but every girl I went out with, I was
comparing to Sarah, and almost all of them was lacking
in some way. Being a very popular, and beautiful girl,
Sarah was being asked out a lot, but was only allowed to
go out on a date if it was a double date with me. This
was only allowed once a month, so it was not too bad.
I liked to watch sports, so I started going to the High
School football and basketball games. Sarah was sent
along with me, I guess to keep me out of trouble. At the
games, she would act like she was my girlfriend, and at
times it was embarrassing.
We were still doing "69's" a couple of times a week.
Sarah's tits were growing rapidly and she developed into
a 34DD. I loved playing and sucking on her nipples, and
sometimes she would go to sleep in my bed. Those nights
I had raging hard-on's, but was able to keep from
molesting her.
In my senior year of high school, Dad had a massive
heart attack. Unfortunately, he did not survive. He had
however planned well, and there was enough money that I
could go to the Community Collage, without having to
work. Mom, was a basket case for several months. It was
also very hard on Sarah and I.
Sarah was now allowed to date without me being there,
and after she would return home, she would tell me in
detail what they had said and done. She said that she
never did more than kiss anyone of the boys she went out
with. I asked her, "Have any of them tried to fondle
your breasts, or get into your panties?"
She answered, "Yes, but you're the only one I let touch
me."
With dad gone, mom started letting down her standards,
and would occasionally be seen by me and/or Sarah in the
nude. She would leave the bathroom door open when she
was in the shower, and now and then would wander around
the house in the nude. I was beginning to think that she
had lost her mind.
Sarah graduated from high school a week before I
graduated from the Community Collage. Mom was at both
ceremonies, and seemed to be her old self again.
I was offered a job in a town about 100 miles west of
ours, so I had mom and Sarah sit down to talk about it.
I said I wanted them to go with me, so the family would
not be split up. Sarah readily agreed, but mom said that
she wanted to think about it a while.
That night, mom knocked on my door, and asked if she
could come in. I said, "Just a minute." Sarah made a
beeline back to her room, and I put on my pajamas, then
opened the door. Mom was nude, "I need to talk to you
alone, about this move." She said, "would you come to my
room, so we can talk without Sarah hearing us?"
"Sarah can't hear us here."
Mom then said, "I know all about the door in your
closet, and have for a lot of years, so let's go to my
room, please."
In her room, mom closed and locked the door. She then
sat in a chair and put one leg over the arm, opening up
her pussy widely, so I could see it. I must have turned
red as she said, "Why would you be embarrassed to see my
pussy, when you have been seeing Sarah's for a long
time?"
I stammered, "You... you are... are my... my mom..."
She then said, "Since your dad died, I have been doing a
lot of thinking, You, Sarah and I are all that is left
of our family. I think it is time for the three of us to
build the family up again."
"Mom, what are you talking about?" I asked.
"Do you remember a talk I had with you several years
ago, when I was talking about you, me and Sarah?"
"Do you mean the time you gave me a talk about incest,
mentioning both you and Sarah?"
"Yes," she said, "I was hoping very much that you would
act upon my unspoken word that day. So far, unless you
and Sarah have done more than I think you have, you have
not acted upon it."
"Mom do you mean that you wanted me to fuck you, and
also Sarah?"
"Not exactly," she said, "I did want you to start
fucking Sarah at that time, and after you dad died, I
started letting you see me without clothing, in hopes
that maybe you could take your dad's place in my bed now
and then."
"I have watched you and Sarah several times from the
closet. She did not always think to lock her door before
she went to your room. I have seen how gentle, and good
you are, and I need to be fucked at least once a week.
It has been very hard for me these past two years
without any sex at all."
"So here is my proposal, we will move so you can take
the job. Since Sarah has a different last name, once we
are there, the two of you can get married, and I will
live with you. We will get a large bed for the three of
us, and you can get both of us pregnant. I will be seen
around as a free spirit and if I get pregnant, no one
will think anything of it. Sarah of course will be your
wife and no one will question that. What do you think of
that idea?"
"Mom, you are saying that you want to have my baby, and
you want Sarah also to have my baby?"
"Yes," she answered.
I said, "Then I think that you should ask Sarah to come
in here and explain what you have just said, to her."
"Then you approve?" she asked.
"Let's just say, if Sarah is all right with it, we will
do it. If not maybe she has an alternated plan."
Sarah was called into mom's room and mom told her the
proposal. She then asked her what she thought about it.
Sarah said, "I have often wondered why John did not try
to fuck either one of us. I gave him every opportunity
to do so, but he was just too good to do it. As for you,
I even suggest once that if he fucked you, it would do
both of you good. When can we leave?"
Mom said, "Not until after he has fucked both of us.
Then I'll put the house up for sale, and he can go to
the new job. He can then use his spare time to find us a
place to live and after we move in, the two of you can
get married."
END
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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life in
any way, shape or form. Anyone tempted to act out any of
the scenarios in this story should seriously consider
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