My mother’s family is quite large; I have numerous cousins. Every Independence Day we rent a park and have a large family get together. This year over ninety family members showed up. One of them was my second cousin Alexandra. We were all a bit surprised, because Alex is somewhat of a gypsy. She never stays in one place very long, has lived in numerous states and tends to bounce around from guy to guy.
She’s a nice person, but a bad girl. When she was nineteen, she eloped with a man twenty years older than her, but was only married for a week. Now at twenty eight years old, she makes her living as a stripper. She has always tended to drink too much as well.
Being free spirited, she doesn’t care much about what people think about her. She speaks her mind, dresses the way she wants and won’t be told what to do. For the most part, she gets along well with the rest of the family, though there are a few who snicker when they see her. Recently she moved back home to live with her mother, who’s my aunt Lucille. They get along except when Alex drinks, so the deal is that if she gets drunk, she needs to find a place to spend the night.
On this day she drove herself to the party. Right away I knew that there might be a problem because of how she was dressed. She wore jeans and a tight white t-shirt with an American flag on it. I noticed right away, as did everyone else, that she wasn’t wearing a bra. Being a busty girl, you could clearly see the outline of her areola and her nipples. There were elderly people and children there, so it was inappropriate. As I said earlier, Alex is going to do what she wants to do.
Her and I have always been close, even as kids. Over the years I’ve gotten her out of a few jams, so I’m her favorite cousin. We decided that we would hang out with each other for the day. It was a fun time. We took part in the family horse shoe tournament and played in the softball game. The latter was interesting to say the least because of the way she was dressed.
During the day she was drinking beer from a twenty pack that she had brought, and by early evening was already a bit intoxicated. For that reason I decided to stay close to her so she wouldn’t get into trouble. We watched the fireworks together and everything was going well. After the show, I needed to use the restroom and while I was in there, I heard a commotion. When I came out, she was sitting on a bench all by herself. It looked like she was crying.
When I asked my aunt what happened, she told me that they had a fight. Lucille said that she wasn’t going to allow her to go home and that she’d need to find a place to stay for the night. Then I went to talk to Alex. When I asked her if she had a place to go, she said no. She told me that she’d find a parking lot and sleep in her car. I told her that I wasn’t going to allow her to drive and if she tried, I’d disable her car.
At first she copped an attitude but I told her that it was not negotiable, she wasn’t driving. I got her and my aunt together and told them that if someone could drive Alex’s car back to her house, then she could spend the night with me. They both agreed. At this time I was looking for my own place, and was temporarily staying with my sister and couldn’t bring her there, so I’d need to get a motel room.
Being a major holiday, there weren’t many rooms available. After driving from place to place for a while, Alex mentioned a small motel in another town that she knew about. It was approaching ten o’clock at night and the motel was a thirty minute drive. I was a bit apprehensive at first but then she called the motel and they told her that there were two rooms available. I gave them my credit card number to hold one, and off we went.
This was your typical cheap motel. It had two buildings. The main building contained the office, a diner and twelve rooms, four on the bottom floor and eight on top. The second building was a single story building to the left and had twenty four rooms. Twelve in front and twelve in back all interconnected. When we checked in, he gave me an old fashioned key for room twenty eight. He said that the room only had one king size bed and was sixty one dollars, plus tax.
Room twenty eight was in the back of the single story building. Behind it was a small grassy area, a fence and an industrial park. I needed to park in a numbered spot and walk behind the building to get to the room. I still don’t know if she noticed but as we walked by one of the rooms in the back to get to ours, I heard people fucking.
The room was somewhat small but clean. It had your typical motel bed with a wooden headboard and multicolored bedspread. Two tables next to the bed with lamp and old style push button phone. There was a large bureau with a flat screen television mounted on it. The bathroom was clean, too. The walls must have been thick because it was eleven o’clock at night and I didn’t hear noises coming from either of the adjacent rooms. In fact, it was eerily quiet. There were a lot of truckers there so I think that they were occupied by only one person.
The room was hot, so I immediately turned on the air conditioner. It was a hot day out, and Alex and I arrived at the motel in the clothes that we were wearing. She had also brought four more beers with her. I sat on the bed and turned on the tetelevision. Alex opened another beer, and took it with her as she walked to the bathroom.
“I’m jumping in the shower,” she said.
I was wearing shorts and a t-shirt, and had been sweating all day. I laid on the bed and put on HBO while waiting my turn to shower. Alex took a while, maybe fifteen minutes or so. During that time, the room cooled off considerably. When she came out of the bathroom, her body was wrapped in a towel and she had her clothes in her hand.
“My turn,” I said, as I quickly went into the bathroom.
Alex and I had slept on the same bed together before a few times. Once, when she was arrested, I bailed her out and brought her to a friends house where we shared a bed. Nothing sexual had ever happened. I had seen her tits a few times. Normally it was when we had gone to the beach together and she took her bikini top off in my car and put a shirt on. Because of this, I wasn’t uncomfortable being in the room with her.
When I came out, the first thing that I noticed was that her clothes were folded neatly on a chair. Then I looked toward the bed. Alex was under the covers but sitting up with two pillows behind her watching the television. Her tits were exposed and she was drinking a beer. A cigarette was burning in the ashtray.
“I turned the AC down, it was a bit chilly in here,” she said.
We chatted for a bit, then she looked down at her tits.
“Does this bother you?” she asked.
“No,” I replied.
“I would hope not,” she replied, “You’ve seen my boobs before.”
I got on the bed and sat next to her. It was chilly in the room and Alex noticed that I was cold.
”Get under the covers,” she said.
I propped pillows behind my head, and we started talking. She had already drank two beers while we were there and opened a third. She was drunk by now, and I couldn’t understand why people talked bad about her when she was drunk.
“Now you’ve seen my ass too,” she said with a smirk.
You could always tell, even when she was dressed, that Alex was sexy. I had seen her in a bikini before so I knew how sexy she was. She had an hour glass figure with a nice round ass and long legs. There was a tattoo of a dragon on her lower back and one on her stomach. Her tits were round and firm and her nipples were hard.
She got back into bed and we started talking again. We were laughing and joking, I was enjoying her company. We had on HBO, and about thirty minutes into our conversation, a movie came on the she didn’t like. She picked up the remote and began channel surfing. She found a station that appeared to be showing porn, but it was only a one minute preview. There were words on the screen that said that if I wanted to order the channel, I would need to call the office. There was a five dollar charge.
“Do you want to order it?” she asked.
“Really?” I replied, looking somewhat puzzled.
“Why not?” she said, “There’s nothing else on.”
I called the office and ordered it. She opened her last beer as I got into bed. Up to this point, our bodies had not made contact with each other. We began laughing a joking, and talked for a good hour. We would each glance at the movie on occasion. The volume was down but you could hear it.
About an hour into our conversation, I got up to turn off all of the lights except the one on the wall directly behind the bed. She said that if I wanted to sleep I could, she was going to watch the television. Then she leaned over and gave me a big hug.
“Thanks for helping me out again, Stevie,” she said, “I can always count on you.”
I could feel her hard nipples against my chest as she hugged me. Then I noticed that her panties were on the floor, next to the bed. She must have removed them while I was calling the office. She was very drunk now, her eyes were red, and her speech slightly slurred. She cuddled with me for about five minutes. Her firm tits were pressing up against me.
Alex is not little. She about five feet nine inches tall and weighs about one hundred and forty pounds. Her body is solid and curvy. I was on my back and she was on her side, up against me, with her arm around my chest. We chatted for a bit while the porn film was still in the background. We could hear it. My cock was hard and she must have noticed. Suddenly, out of the blue, she wrapped her left leg around me and climbed on my body. She looked at me, with sexy eyes and beer on her breath, rubbing her tits against my chest.
“What are you doing?” I asked her.
“What does it look like I’m doing?” she relied.
She kicked off the covers, pulled my shorts down and put my cock in her mouth.
“Alex!” I said, in a stern voice.
At that point, something happened in my brain because, to this day, I still can’t remember the next five or ten minutes. Then next thing I do remember is being on my knees looking down at the tattoo on her back. My hands were on her waist and her ass was moving back and forth on my cock. I was fucking my cousin.
At that point, my military training in situational thinking should have kicked in. My brain told me that it was wrong and that I should stop. My other head took over my thinking. The girl in the porn film was screaming, Alex was moaning and our skin was slapping together. All rational thinking went right out the window. Instead of stopping, I decided to ramp it up.
“Fuck me!” she said loudly, as the headboard started slamming against the wall.
She grabbed both bed posts with her hands and began moving her ass like a machine. The bed squeaked loudly and the loose headboard slammed against the wall. There’s no doubt that we woke up who ever was in the next room. I remember thinking to myself that she was a great fuck. We went at it like this for about five minutes.
Suddenly, she screamed, “Oh God, fuck me.”
I reached back, grabbed her ankles and went to town on her tight wet pussy. Our bodies slapped together loudly and her ass bounced beneath me as I fucked her extremely hard. This went on for about two minutes.
“Let me turn over,” she said.
Alex got on her back and opened her legs for me. At this point I had a second opportunity to stop it. As I looked down at her firm tits and hot tanned body, my brain again stopped functioning rationally. Instead of stopping, I grabbed her legs, pushed them toward the wall, and rammed my cock into her. I remember looking her right in the eyes as I pounded away at her like a jack hammer. She looked back at me, bouncing her ass off of the bed like a fulcrum.
For then next six or seven minutes, we went non stop. We were talking to each other, she was telling me to fuck her harder. I was treating my cousin like a one night stand. Suddenly, I saw her eyes widen and her body tighten. She wrapped her arms around me and pulled me on to her body.
“Oh fuck, I’m cumming,” she said, “I’m cumming.”
We continued to go hell bent for leather for about another minute when I felt my cock begin to fill. As I pulled out of her, she slid her body downward. Two huge stream of cum landed right on her tits. She looked like a kid in a candy store as she watched me cum all over her big tits.
The minute we finished, I went into the bathroom. While I was in there, I looked in the mirror. I tried to convince myself that what just happened was wrong but somehow couldn’t. I felt a bit ashamed. When I walked out, she was sound asleep. As for me, I didn’t sleep well at all and was up early. I had breakfast alone at around eight o’clock and went back to the motel.
Alex woke up just after ten o’clock. She was hung over, she lit a cigarette and began drinking the coffee I gave her.
“Good morning,” I said.
“Oh,” she moaned, hung over.
“It was a late night,” I said, “Do you remember any of it? You were quite drunk.”
“Yes I do,” she replied, “Every minute of it.”
“I’m sorry,” I said to her.
“Why? We did nothing wrong,” she said.
I replied, “We’re cousins, Alex.”
“Second cousins, that don’t mean shit,” she said, “Plus, you didn’t cum inside me, so it isn’t really incest.”
Then she said something that shocked me.
“But you could have, you know. I’m on the pill.”
We chatted for a few moments more and then I reminded her that checkout time was coming.
“Let me go wash all of this dried up cum off of my boobs,” she said, with a little smirk.
After we checked out, I bought her lunch then took her home. We talked about the night before and both admitted that we had a great time. She’s convinced that there’s nothing wrong with it. She has me convinced, too. She was the greatest lay I’ve ever had, and I’ve been all over the world.
On Labor Day, there was another family cookout. We hung out together again. Knowing that my aunt would be home late, we left early. We went to her house and fooled around again. This time, it ended with a cum swallowing blow job. She wore the same shirt that day and I’ve enclosed of photo of her that I took on her bed. Last night she called to invite me to an over night rock concert in October. I’m certainly going to go.
I’m still a bit torn about whether it’s right or wrong. We’re two adults who like each other and have great sex. Maybe I’ll come to my senses, but until then, I’m going to continue to cum on her.
