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I have known Emily my entire life. The two of us have grown up together and we are only a few months apart in age. We share many common interests such as books and music as well as movies and a same sense of humor. "Emmie" as I have always called her, has a wild side to her just like I do. We both love danger and dabbling in things that no one is supposed to do. So, naturally, we seemed to always get into trouble together.
Now, it is common knowledge that Emmie has always had a crush on me. Well, more like an infatuation with me. She used to steal kisses from me and always hug me as a sign of affection. This was all perfectly innocent in the eyes of everyone else, but Emmie and I always knew better than that. She knew everything about me and I knew everything about her on the deepest level. Perhaps it is because the two of us are related, or maybe it is just that we are so similar.
Emmie and I used to practice kissing when we were alone. Just pressing lips at first, then later, learning to use tongues. Emmie is a fantastic kisser with a strong sense of passion mixed with an erotic flare. She'll kiss you tenderly, but makes it clear that she is hot and into it. At any rate, we sneak off and practice this for years, having no shame or concern that we are first cousins.
Much later, Emmie gets huge tits, which she loves to show off. Her tits are amazing. Not saggy or top heavy but firm and solid. I spend every moment that we are in the same room practically drooling all over myself about those tits because she always wears revealing tops and tight jeans or skimpy shorts. Now, I'm really wanting to get her alone. It is not long until she realizes that I'm lusting after her because she catches me looking at them way too much.
One night, I sneak out to her house. I know where her bedroom window is and knock lightly on the glass until she opens the curtain to see who is there. She slides her window up after she realizes that it's me.
"Hey," she says. "What's up?"
I climb in and take a seat on her bed. I take a moment, then before anything else can transpire, I kiss her just as passionately and desperately as I can. This must have been the right move because as I kiss her she lets out a little moan that tells me she has been waiting for me to make this kind of advance. As if she has been teasing me all this time, coaxing me to initiate something.
As we kiss long and hard, I ease her back onto the bed and put myself on top of her. Our hands and legs are all moving around trying to find a comfortable place to be. We both are excited and breathing quicker. I keep kissing her and running my hands through her long, blond hair. My feelings are intense. Not just that of a guy who is about to get laid, but more like an a****l who has trapped the female for mating. The next few minutes are fast, she is taking off clothes, I'm doing the same, each of us needing to be naked with our flesh pressed close.
We get naked and I mount her on the bed. I'm already hard and wanting to insert but I know that I need to take time because I have wanted this for a really long time. I slow the pace of things. "Relax," I tell her. Then we start kissing again, but this time, she is kissing my neck and sucking on it and I'm doing the same to her, hoping that my tongue will arouse her other parts.
Now, I have always known that this is wrong. That what I'm about to do is dirty and sinful and immoral in the eyes of society and just about every deity imaginable. The cold hard truth is that I just don't care. My lust for danger and to do things that are unforgiveable, just override all rational thought. I have always loved Emmie and damn everything else.
I go down on Emmie's boobs, licking and savoring each stroke I make. My hands are grasping them really tight, and as I flick her nipples with my tongue, she starts writhing underneath me. She loves having her boobs played with. So, I launch my hips up and put my rod between them and start thrusting back and forth. Emmie really digs this and sticks out her tongue to lick my dickhead as I thrust forward. Her tits are more amazing than I imagined. They're hot and fleshy and envelope my dick so that all I can see is the tip poking out to her mouth. My hands hold her boobs together and I go from slow gyrations to quicker thrusts until her chest is as hot as my muscle.
Then, I go back to licking and sucking on her tits, moving my tongue along the nipples to the side and up into her armpits. Emmie really gets excited about this and I get an aroma of her crotch in my nose. That was it. No turning back. Whatever reservations I could be feeling were nixed.
I tongued my way down her belly to her crotch. This is an exceptional region: clean, perfumed and well-groomed. I'm delighted. I hate hairy pussy. And knowing my cousin, she would always shave it because she wore so many different bikini bottoms. I take in the aroma which smells suspiciously like "Pearls and Lace".
TO BE CONITINUED
Now, it is common knowledge that Emmie has always had a crush on me. Well, more like an infatuation with me. She used to steal kisses from me and always hug me as a sign of affection. This was all perfectly innocent in the eyes of everyone else, but Emmie and I always knew better than that. She knew everything about me and I knew everything about her on the deepest level. Perhaps it is because the two of us are related, or maybe it is just that we are so similar.
Emmie and I used to practice kissing when we were alone. Just pressing lips at first, then later, learning to use tongues. Emmie is a fantastic kisser with a strong sense of passion mixed with an erotic flare. She'll kiss you tenderly, but makes it clear that she is hot and into it. At any rate, we sneak off and practice this for years, having no shame or concern that we are first cousins.
Much later, Emmie gets huge tits, which she loves to show off. Her tits are amazing. Not saggy or top heavy but firm and solid. I spend every moment that we are in the same room practically drooling all over myself about those tits because she always wears revealing tops and tight jeans or skimpy shorts. Now, I'm really wanting to get her alone. It is not long until she realizes that I'm lusting after her because she catches me looking at them way too much.
One night, I sneak out to her house. I know where her bedroom window is and knock lightly on the glass until she opens the curtain to see who is there. She slides her window up after she realizes that it's me.
"Hey," she says. "What's up?"
I climb in and take a seat on her bed. I take a moment, then before anything else can transpire, I kiss her just as passionately and desperately as I can. This must have been the right move because as I kiss her she lets out a little moan that tells me she has been waiting for me to make this kind of advance. As if she has been teasing me all this time, coaxing me to initiate something.
As we kiss long and hard, I ease her back onto the bed and put myself on top of her. Our hands and legs are all moving around trying to find a comfortable place to be. We both are excited and breathing quicker. I keep kissing her and running my hands through her long, blond hair. My feelings are intense. Not just that of a guy who is about to get laid, but more like an a****l who has trapped the female for mating. The next few minutes are fast, she is taking off clothes, I'm doing the same, each of us needing to be naked with our flesh pressed close.
We get naked and I mount her on the bed. I'm already hard and wanting to insert but I know that I need to take time because I have wanted this for a really long time. I slow the pace of things. "Relax," I tell her. Then we start kissing again, but this time, she is kissing my neck and sucking on it and I'm doing the same to her, hoping that my tongue will arouse her other parts.
Now, I have always known that this is wrong. That what I'm about to do is dirty and sinful and immoral in the eyes of society and just about every deity imaginable. The cold hard truth is that I just don't care. My lust for danger and to do things that are unforgiveable, just override all rational thought. I have always loved Emmie and damn everything else.
I go down on Emmie's boobs, licking and savoring each stroke I make. My hands are grasping them really tight, and as I flick her nipples with my tongue, she starts writhing underneath me. She loves having her boobs played with. So, I launch my hips up and put my rod between them and start thrusting back and forth. Emmie really digs this and sticks out her tongue to lick my dickhead as I thrust forward. Her tits are more amazing than I imagined. They're hot and fleshy and envelope my dick so that all I can see is the tip poking out to her mouth. My hands hold her boobs together and I go from slow gyrations to quicker thrusts until her chest is as hot as my muscle.
Then, I go back to licking and sucking on her tits, moving my tongue along the nipples to the side and up into her armpits. Emmie really gets excited about this and I get an aroma of her crotch in my nose. That was it. No turning back. Whatever reservations I could be feeling were nixed.
I tongued my way down her belly to her crotch. This is an exceptional region: clean, perfumed and well-groomed. I'm delighted. I hate hairy pussy. And knowing my cousin, she would always shave it because she wore so many different bikini bottoms. I take in the aroma which smells suspiciously like "Pearls and Lace".
TO BE CONITINUED
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