My Busty Cousin
The day I learned my beautiful cousin was coming to stay with us for a visit, I was both excited and apprehensive. On the one hand, I had always been fond of her. We had only seen each other a few times throughout our childhood, but we had kept in touch via email and text. She had always been like a little sister to me. On the other hand, I had a suspicion that she was a bit wilder than she let on–and I was right.
When she arrived, she was dressed to the nines. Her curves were accentuated by a tight, low-cut top and a short skirt. I couldn’t help but ogle her. She had grown into a stunningly beautiful young woman.
We had dinner and she regaled us with stories of her travels. She was clearly adventurous and had a zest for life. As the evening drew to a close, I asked her if she’d like to go for a walk. She was happy to oblige and we set off in the direction of the beach.
As we walked, I couldn’t help but admire her body. Those curves and that bust were mesmerizing. I felt my heart racing with excitement as my imagination ran wild with thoughts of her body pressed against mine. I firmly pushed them away, ashamed at myself for having such thoughts about my cousin.
We reached the beach and I suggested we take a seat on the sand. We sat in comfortable silence for a few minutes, until my cousin suddenly asked me if I had ever been with a woman before. I was taken aback by the suddenness of the question, but I meekly admitted that I had not. This seemed to excite her, and she began to talk about her own experiences with the opposite sex.
At first, I was shocked by her frankness, but she was so open and honest that it was impossible not to be drawn in. As she continued to talk, I found myself becoming aroused. Before I knew it, I was leaning in closer and closer to her, my eyes glued to her full lips.
My cousin seemed to sense my desire, and she began to move closer to me. Our lips met in a passionate kiss and I felt as if my entire body was tingling with pleasure. She tugged at my clothes and we both soon found ourselves in a state of undress.
I couldn’t believe what was happening, but I was in no position to turn it down. My cousin had a body that was truly a work of art, her curves and her bust the perfect combination. I felt my heart racing as I looked at her, and I wanted to taste every inch of her.
My cousin leaned back and I moved in to explore her body with my lips and tongue. She moaned in pleasure as I traced my way down her neck and chest, my hands exploring her curves and her breasts. I teased her nipples with my fingers and my tongue, and she gasped with pleasure.
We then moved on to more explicit activities. I caressed her pussy with my fingers, and I could feel her wetness as I explored her folds. She seemed to be enjoying it immensely, and I soon found myself licking and sucking her clit. She moved in closer and I could feel her body shaking with pleasure.
I then moved around so that I was behind her. She leaned back against me, and I entered her from behind. I moved slowly and gently at first, finding my rhythm as she moaned in pleasure. I soon increased the intensity and I could feel her getting wetter and wetter.
My cousin soon reached her climax and she let out a deep moan of pleasure as she came. I followed shortly behind her, and I lay in her arms afterwards, our bodies still entwined.
We eventually got dressed and made our way back home. I was in a daze, my head filled with images of my beautiful cousin and the pleasure we had just shared. I couldn’t believe what had just happened, but I couldn’t deny the pleasure it had brought me.
My cousin left the next morning, but the memory of our time together stayed with me for a long time. It was something I will never forget.
