We touched each other, pretending to be asleep. Well, this story is about how my little cousin and I began to grope each other, when we both pretended to fall asleep. It all started on vacation one day when we were playing all afternoon because our families had been together, that day we spent laughing,…
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Driving down the dirt road in southern Minnesota heading towards the farm where my aunt and uncle are waiting for me. While I’m driving I wonder what its gonna be like working with my uncle for a year or maybe longer. I can’t wait too see everyone, my aunt and uncle and my cousins. I’m…
I woke slowly, after all it had been a rather tiring evening and night. I could feel muscles that I hadn’t used as much for years slowly groaning as my consciousness grew. But the feelings was great, and lying there quietly I relived the last 12 hours, since coming back with Karen. Not surprisingly perhaps,…
Rainy Day – Part II Bill was mesmerized by Susan’s naked upper body now perched straddling his groin area. Her pussy pinned his cock down to his body, the only visible portion, its head, slowly regaining a hint of pink after having released a huge load only minutes prior. Susan had her…
Rainy Day – part I Bill hurried to the side door, and let a small smirk escape his mouth, as he opened the door to reveal a luscious woman standing before him. “Well…..Hello Susan…..what are you collecting for today?” he asked. The woman, clad in a long black overcoat, only exposed a…
“Meika, I want you.” I whispered into his ear. I grabbed his hand, and started leading into the shed. * * * It was my grandparent’s 50th anniversary party and my dad’s brother and his family came up from Texas to be at the party. I hadn’t seen my cousin Meika in about 8 years,…
***Contains some Spanish dialogue!! Translations will be inparenthesesafter quotes! Story is a work of fiction*** Hello, my name is Ian and I am a 16 year-old, half-white half-Mexican, teen. I also have a mild form of muscular dystrophy that weakens my muscles. My upper body strength is probably at 75% compared to a person who…
Vince was extremely nervous today. He invited his hot cousin Jen over to stay a few weeks at his place while she would be looking for a job and a place of her own. His apartment was big and clean considering that his parents had bought it for him but that wasn’t his problem, ever…
Please read parts 1 & 2 first…… After our wonderful session, John and I showered together. I leaned against his chest as we stood under the stream of warm water and held each other. John’s arms were wrapped around me tightly and I nuzzled my cheek against him. He rubbed his hand up and down…
Please read part one of this story to keep up……… As we sat on the swings, John and I discussed our relationship. He told me that he had always had a crush on me and felt guilty about it. He explained that this was his reasoning for letting our relationship “die down”, with us having…
He always kind of knew what he liked seeing on a woman once she entered a room. That never seemed to change. Michael, having moved up in his company two years later, was still single at the age of 31, but in truth he did not care that he was. He’d had his share of…
Please read earlier chapters…… John and I awoke the next morning to the sounds of waves as they crashed against the shore. I had never experienced such a beautiful sound and it calmed me as I laid beside him. John stroked my hair as I laid on his chest and thought of our new relationship….
Guilt. That’s what you saddled me with, David. Guilt. It’s your fault. It doesn’t matter what you call it, regret, ruefulness, shame at doing things that cousins should never do, it all boils down to guilt, and I feel it deeply. It shakes my soul. You wonder why I feel guilty? Let me tell you….
From as far back as I can remember, my cousin John and I were inseparable from at least the age of 5. We spent a lot of our summers together, my aunt and uncle had an in-ground pool at their house and my parents often let me spend weeks at a time there. I loved…
Hi, I’m James. I’m a male growing up in the Chicago suburbs, I’m 17 years old when this takes place, 5 foot 10 inches, 155 pounds with a runners physique, with light hazel eyes that the rest of my dark brown eyed family is jealous of. This is the story about how I came to…