I lived with my grandmother till I got on my feet. She made her house available to everyone who needed a place to live for a while.That was where I saw Sherry for the first time since she was a little girl. We used to play in the yard when we visited her parents. That was years ago. I remembered her coming to stay with us when her mom and dad were going through a divorce and she didn’t want to go through all the heartbreak and hassel that went with that.
She smiled when I took her suitcases and said, “Hi, come on in.” I showed her to her room and told her it was good to see her after so long. I put her bags on the bed and told her to let me know if she needed anything. She thanked me and gave me a big long hug and I could tell it had been a whilesince she felt at home anywhere.
Later that evening after Granny had gone to bed we were watching TV in the living room. Sitting together on the sofa she leaned against my side holding my arm in silence. I guess she trusted me.
We talked into the night. She told me about the fighting and shouting for the last year and a half.About all the nights without sleep and feeling all alone. I told her she wasn’t alone anymore. I told hershe had us and I would be there for her when she needed to talk. She said thank you and snuggled against my side.
We fell asleep together on the sofa and woke to the smell of coffee and bacon frying. Granny told usto get up and eat and that I needed to take Sherry to town to do some clothes shopping.
There was a mall in town and a few department stores so we made a day of it. New shoes, jeans andunderwear. I helped her with the shoes and stuff but told her that she was on her own with the undies.Laughing she said, “Okay.”
Later that evening we walked the trail to the lake on my uncle’s property. She held my arm again and told me that she appreciated everything I was doing and couldn’t remember feeling so welcome anywhere. I hugged her with one arm as we walked and said, “That’s what family is for.”
We sat on the end of the pier watching the moonlight reflecting off the water. It was so warm that night. Kicking the water with our toes we laughed about old times and memories of our visits when we were kids.She said her jeans fit well and I told her that I noticed with a laugh. She punched my arm and laughed with me.
It was late and I had to work the next day so I stood and said, “We better head back.”
Helping her up she said that she wished we could stay out here all night. Then with a grin she said she wanted to show me something else. Unbuttoning her jean shorts and unzipping them she opened one side of the fly and said, “Check this out.” Her new white cotton panties.
I felt a lump in my throat and swallowed hard. She said, “Look at the web design on the sides.”
“That’s really cool,” I said in a little bit of shock.
“Feel it,” she said. “They are so soft and comfortable.” I reached in slowly and ran the back of my fingers over the material of her panties. She looked me in the eyes and asked, “Isn’t it soft?”
I just looked into her eyes. No words. I turned my fingers over and moved from her hip to the front of her panties. Our eyes never moving. I felt the mound of her pussy under the thin material of her panties, I felt the warmth of her wetness with my fingertips starting to soak through them.
I leaned in slowly and we kissed. Not like cousins. Not a peck on the lips, but a deep soul kiss like lovers. I could feel the heat rise as my fingers pressed the material into her pussy.I asked myself, What the hell are you doing? She is seventeen! She is your fucking cousin! I remember thinking.
I pulled away and said, “We better head back.”
She smiled and as she closed her shorts whispered, “Okay.”
All the way back she held my arm and my mind raced. What the hell was wrong with me? I was five years older than her, and she was my fucking cousin, I kept thinking.
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All week was awkward. I walked in on her in the shower once. She walked around in her underwear and mytee shirts
when we were alone in the house. I felt my defences melting. I masterbated in my room thinking of her. I picked her
panties out of the hamper when I would do laundry and hold them to my nose. Her aroma intoxicated me. I was losing
controll.
Saturday night, no work the next day. Sherry asked if I wanted to go to the lake again. No hesitation I said “Sure, lets go.”
We walked slowly, it was getting dark but there was a full moon. She heldmy arm again. My senses were on full alert.
I could feel her body next to mine, I could feel her small firmbreast pressing my arm. My body responded. My comfort
level suffered as wewalked. My cock was straining at the material of my shorts.
Again we sat on the end of the pier. It was warm again. Almost hot. She asked if we could go for a swim. “Yeah, I guess so,
if you want” I answered. She stood and pulled her top off and dropped it on the pier beside me. No bra. Her breasts were
small but round. Her nipples puffy and erect. she smiled at me as she unzipped her shorts and said “Last one in is a rotten egg.”
Stepping out of her shorts she pushed her pantiesdown her hips and legs.
She stood with her hands on her hips, naked and asked”Wellare you going to join me?” I stammered, “Uh, yeah.” as I stood.
I pulled my own shirt over my head and dropped it. Never taking my eyes off her body. She was beautiful.Her body bathed
in the moonlight. I couldn’t take my eyes off her.
I pushed my shorts down slowly and she laughed whenmy cock slappedup against my belly. I stood there looking at her
as she looked at me.”Well are we going swimming?” she asked.I stood there, no words.
She turned her back to me facing the moon and the lake. I walked slowly to her and wrapped my arms around her. My cock pressed against her back. Her hands caressed my arms as I kissedher neck and I foundher breast with one hand and explored her body with
the other. Mymind giving in to what my body wanted, I pressed my fingers to her pussy. So hot and wet. I turned her around and
we kissed again like the last time. She foundmy throbbing cock with her hand and gently squeezed it.
I pushed her back gently and sat on the pier and held my hand out to her and she took it and sat beside me. We kissed again and
lay back. Her hand on my chest she slowly moved it over my body as we lay kissing. It seemed hours. She moved over me and straddled my body. My hands found her breasts again and she reached back to find my cock with her own hand. I gently squeezed
and fondled her young breasts.
She smiled as we discovered each other. My cock throbbed in her hand. Her pussy soaking my belly. She stood andturned around
and sat on my chest this time and I felther warm mouth take my cock in and her soft tongue swirl over the head. I sighedand my
head fell back. My hands found her hips. She sucked my cock. I pushed her up on her knees. I wanted to taste her. I pulled her to
me and I found her pussy.The aroma was stronger than on her panties.I was high. I sucked her little budding clitinto my lips and
my tongue tickled it.
I ate like a king at a feast. My tongue driving deep into her pussy. I wanted all of her juices. My cock ready to explode in her
mouth but I held back. I worked my tongue over her pussy and I knewshe was close when she moaned and her body tensed. I
flicked my tongue over her clit faster and suckedharder. She moaned, “Yes, don’t stop, I’m gonna cum.”
Her body shuddered and I felt goosebumps on her hips and legs. Her juices flooded my mouth and ran down my chin to my neck.
Her orgasm was so intense. It seemed to last for days. She fell exhausted on my body her hand gripping my hard throbbing shaft.
I let her recover. Her breath and senses returned to her. Shelifted her body from mine and turned to face me and we kissedagain.
Her juices coating my face and hers now. Ifelt thehead of my cock pressing against the softness of her ass. Her hand found my
shaft and guided it to the right spot. She let her weight do the rest as we continued the kiss. My cock slowly engulfed by the tight warm softness of her pussy. I could feel the breaking of her hymen and she moaned with the pleasurable pain of her virginity lost.
I let her set her set her own pace. No rush. I was in heaven. She lowered her hips slowly all the way down. My balls pressed to my thighs by her soft ass. She lingered for long minutes letting her young pussy adjust and accept the thing now inside it. My cock throbbed with every beat of my heart. I waited patiently as I felt the contractions of her pussy on my shaft. She lay on my body as
we kissed.
Slowly she pushed herself upright. Her wieght now on my hipsas she began to rock her hips. her hands on my chest to stable
herself. She gimaced with a little pain at first but itseemed to slip slowly away and she began to rock her hips faster. Her eyes
rolled and her head fell back. My hands move to her tits again and I massage them as she finds the pleasure she is wanting. Its a
slow ride but worth the trip. I feel her body tense and her pussy contract again as she is racked with anther orgasm.
Her hands go to the sides of her head and her fingers tangle in her hair as she is taken away. She is engulfed, floating on a cloud.
My hands caressing heryoung firmbody. Softly she is moaning as her juices again run from her body, coating my balls this time.
She slowly comes back to me with a sexy smile and a smokey look in her eyes. The pain now gone she says nowits your turn as
she begins to ride my cock like a queen on a stallion. No longer wanting to hold back I thrust up as she grinds. Her hands on my
chest again her eyes wide open and looking into mine. My balls contract and I thrust up one last time. My cock pumps its cum into
the depths of her tight young pussy. She feels it. I can see it in her smile as she rocks slowly now milking every last drop from my balls.
Awake now I lay by my sleepingwife remembering that night so long ago. The dream wakes me often. The night I shared with my young cousin by that lake bathed in the moonilght, our bodies tangled in a sweaty heap. We shared many more nights like that one, but its this one that haunts my dreams. A feelingI have never replaced. I have been with other women since but none have reached into my soul like Sherry