After a party

After a party

Growing up as a child, I was always close with my family. Almost every weekend consisted of getting together with the cousins, or visiting the grandparents. Each side of my family lived close together, and we saw each other often.

When I turned fifteen, I felt something strange happening. There was a growing attraction between one of my second cousins and I. We saw each other about once every two weeks. His name was David and he was four years older than me, but still living with his parents. He had brown hair and beautiful green eyes. He had a younger sister who was sixteen, and someone I considered very close to me. Her name was Samantha, and she knew nothing about my little crush on David.

Sometimes at night, I found myself thinking thoughts like, “I wonder how big his cock is?” or “Is he shaved?” But I would dismiss these thoughts, feeling ashamed at myself for ever thinking about something so lame.

One night, I drove up to Samantha and David’s house (I only had my permit, but I was so good at driving that you wouldn’t be able to tell). When I walked inside, it became apparent that their parents weren’t home and that they were having a party. I walked downstairs to the basement, and I saw Samantha sitting on a couch with a bunch of David’s older friends.

“Allie!” Samantha instantly got up from the couch when she saw me and gave me a hug. Her breath smelled like vodka.

“Sam.” I returned the hug. “What’s up?”

“David invited a bunch of his cute friends over,” she smiled. Her words were slurred, obviously drunk. She took my hand and led me over to the couch she was sitting at before. “This is Garrett, Dan, and Nick,” she said, introducing the three guys to me. “Guys, this is Allie. Holy shit, is she the best girl in the world.”

I patted Sam’s shoulder and set her down on the couch.

“Allie, if you’re looking for a drink, just find David around here somewhere,” Sam let me know.

“Okay, thanks.” I turned around, and with a slight smile, I walked away to find David.


“There you are!” David smiled when he saw me, obviously drunk as well. He gave me a hug, allowing me to smell the axe on his perfectly toned body. “I was hoping you’d come. Cig?” He offered. I took one from the pack he held in his hand. I put it in my mouth, and he held a lighter to the cig, glancing up into my eyes.


Six shots later, I was sitting in a circle with David and a couple of his friends.

So, are you two, like, super close?” one friend named Eric said.

David said cheesily, “Closer than ever.”

Eric laughed. “Do you guys fuck?”

David smiled. “No, Eric, we don’t fuck.”

“Why don’t you?” Eric said. “David, if you ain’t banging this bee-utiful chick, I think I will.” Eric leaned over and gave me a long, wet kiss.

“What the fuck, Eric?” David stopped him.

“You’re such a pussy,” Eric hit David’s arm. “If you’re so cool, why don’t you fuck her?”

While this was going on, I was just sitting, amazed. Was I just imagining it, or was David fighting over me?

But before I could answer my own question, David said, “I’m not going to fuck her. I’ll kiss her.” And just like that, he leaned over and pushed his lips against mine.

He seemed like he thought I was going to stop him, but I definitely was not. This had been my dream for about seven months. I returned the kiss by slipping my tongue in his mouth. I could hear people shouting “Woo!” and “Aren’t they cousins?!” in the background, but I didn’t care. All I was focusing on was living in the moment.

After about thirty seconds, David pulled away. I looked in his gorgeous eyes, and smiled.


About three hours later, it was four A.M. and everyone began to leave. I was outside on the porch lighting a cigarette when David came out to join me.

“Nice night.” David started as he looked out to the moon. He seemed calmer than he had three hours ago.

“Yeah,” I agreed, with nothing else to say. Did he regret what he did that night?

“Kind of interesting.” He looked at me. “Sorry if what happened tonight made you feel uncomfortable.”

“Um…” I didn’t know what to say. “The kiss? No, it’s cool. You were drunk and you didn’t mean it.”

I sensed a look of hurt on his face. “Do you want to spend the night?” he asked. “I don’t want you to get in an accident or anything. You’ve been drinking.”

We both knew that I was perfectly capable of driving because I could hold my liquor well, but nonetheless, I agreed to spend the night.

Five minutes later, Samantha emerged from the house with her friend Alyssa. They were both giggling insanely and told us that they were going to another party and probably wouldn’t be back until later the next day.

“I guess it’s just us,” David shrugged after everyone had left. We walked inside the empty house. “You can sleep in Sam’s room,” he told me. I left to go brush my teeth.

When I entered Sam’s room, I took a close look in the mirror and touched up on my make up. I took off my shirt and my jeans, revealing my bra and thong, about to get dressed in my pajamas, when the door opened. I turned quickly and saw David standing there. He was staring at my body.

“I’m…” He seemed to be at a loss for words. “Sorry…” He wanted to leave but couldn’t manage to shut the door. One glance down at the crotch of his pants told me he was getting stiff.

I figured this was my chance. I smiled and said, “It’s okay.” He was still frozen there, so I said softly, “David, it’s okay. Listen, come in.” Obeying me, David sat down on Sam’s bed. I sat down next to him, took his hand, and put it over my breast. “Do you like that?” I asked. He nodded.

David leaned in to kiss me. We started to make out and he pushed me on the bed so that he was on top of me. His hand was still fingering my nipple, which was getting extremely tender and hard. His crotch dug into my pussy. I reached down to pull down his pants, not believing this was happening. He unhooked my bra from the front and began to suck on the other breast.

I moaned. This was too good to be true! He pulled down my underwear, and I took off his shirt and boxers. His cock looked about seven inches. Just enough. It was beautiful. While he was sucking on my tit, I reached down and began to massage his cock.

“Ohhh… Al….” he moaned. One brush against the head of his cock told me that he was precumming. I didn’t stop there. I gently pushed him off of me and took him off the bed. I desperately wanted to taste his long, hard shaft. I knelt down and began to put my mouth over it.

I went deeper and deeper. I began to gag, but that didn’t stop me. I wanted him so badly. He moaned louder and longer, which just motivated me to keep going.

“Allie… Al… oh my god, holy fuck…” he moaned in pleasure. “Oh… I’m gonna cum…” He came and I swallowed. I looked up at him. His eyes were closed, enjoying the moment. Finally, he looked down at me. “Wow, you are good.”

He took my hands and pulled me up. He started to kiss me and his hand lowered to my wet pussy. He stuck two fingers inside, occasionally taking them out to stroke my clit. I moaned. He stopped, and then took me back to the bed. He laid me down, and then got on top of me. His cock was hard again, and he slowly stuck it into my throbbing pussy.

At first he went slowly, pushing his cock in a little further. Suddenly, he thrust himself into me. I screamed in pleasure. He went in and out, in and out, each time pounding me. I groaned and moaned.

“Unhh…. Unhh…” I gasped, out of breath. God, he was fucking me hard. “Ohhh… mmm….”

He didn’t say anything. He was kissing my neck and thrusting himself deeper and deeper into me. I could feel his balls pounding against my pussy. And in one more hard thrust, I had orgasmed on a level I never thought was possible.

“OHHHHHHH!! UNHHH!” I screamed, letting everything go. At the same time, I could feel his cum bursting through my pussy. After a minute, we were both gasping for breath. David was still inside me. His cock became limp, and he got off of me. He lay next to me on Sam’s bed, still gasping for breath.

“Wow.” David said, fifteen minutes later. We were both tired, but neither of us was ready to go to sleep just yet. “That was amazing.”

“Mind blowing,” I agreed. He put his hand on top of my stomach and began stroking it.

“We’re cousins,” he mentioned.

“I know.”

“So what are we gonna do?” he asked.

“No idea,” I smiled. Feeling my eyes begin to droop, I said, “We can figure it out in the morning.”


It was about 12:30 in the afternoon the next day when David and I woke up to Sam’s door opening. Samantha stood in the doorway, wide eyed with shock. She stared at us. We had fallen asleep naked in each others’ arms.

“What… the… fuck…” She started. “Is this Jerry Springer?”

“No… Sam…” I sat up. “I can explain…”

“Don’t bother,” Samantha smiled as she began to take off her pants. “I can figure it out all by myself.”


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