Literotic asexstories – Cousin Sally by Nmsy,Nmsy
Sally is a few years younger than I. Growing up we got together on and off, I was a bit like the brother she never had. Her parents were pretty strict, regular churchgoers with stiff personalities She now lives in South Carolina with her three kids, 16, 19 and 20. The younger two are quite a challenge since her divorce about five years ago. Her husband left her to come out of the closet, a real shock to her. Sally is a slight woman in her mid forties, about 5′-5″, and although soft spoken she is not naïve or without a will. The two younger kids are putting her through a lot. Life is wearing on her. Every now and then she mentions that she hopes to find a man again when life settles down for her.
Today I go over to her parents house where she is staying, to go over some “empty house” issues I’ll be taking care of for her after she heads back to her home. When I arrive in the morning, I am greeted at the door by her smile and a bit more. She is wearing a thin white sweater without a bra. Having very small hanging breasts, I know she often goes without a bra. Usually I can’t tell the difference unless she bends over and I get an unexpected view down her top. But this sweater hides nothing. It is one of those very thin and clingy types. Women usually wear this type of sweater under another top, but not today, or did I arrive before she has a chance to put something else over it? It is cool out and when she opens the door for me, her nipples hardened right up. The sweater is so thin that I can easily see the dark circles around her nipples and the shape of her hanging breasts. I know she saw me glancing at her breasts, even as small as they are my interest is captured.
She leads me into the living room where she is finishing a bowl of cereal, her hair still damp from her shower. There are boxes and bags everywhere that she is preparing to take home in anticipation of her parents coming to live with her. We end up sitting in chairs not two feet apart to chat. As confused as I am with the situation, I steal glances as often as possible and I can feel my member starting to gently grow. She caught me looking at one point because all of a sudden her nipples stand up tall again. I quickly glance away and find myself looking right at her crotch, which is covered by black stretch pants. I have been so preoccupied with her breasts I have failed to notice how nicely wrapped it looks, which doesn’t help my condition. We have been talking about packing stereo units into her car and that we’d probably find that her dad still has the empty boxes stored upstairs if we go and look.
There is no getting out of it; I have to stand up. She sits there with her eyes fixed straight-ahead staring at me. I am wearing silk boxers and light dress slacks for a later appointment, never imagining that I would be getting aroused this morning. Being circumcised I know she can easily see the length of my stiffening member and its distinctive head outlined under my pants. In that brief moment as she takes in the view I stare down at her nipples as they come to life again. I hold out my hand to help her up so we can go look for the boxes. We both are awkwardly quiet as we leave the room. Knowing Sally, I know all this is totally accidental and that neither of us will say anything that might embarrass the other. So off we go.
As I followed her up the stairs, her round rear covered by black stretch pants is right in my face. This morning is definitely taking on an unexpected meaning for me. She opens the eave storage area to look for the boxes. Side by side kneeling on the floor we look in. As she reaches in and moves a full box, it starts to fall so I reach in quickly to help and my arm goes along and then under her breast. She tries to pull back but is blocked and has to stay put as I bring the box toward us, slowly drawing my arm back along her soft breast. It feels so good. I can’t believe I am so bold with my own cousin. Something is taking over my common sense. We both back up and put the heavy box aside. I notice that she’s breathing deeply and averting her eyes from looking at me. It appears that she is having trouble dealing with the new stimulation between us. Neither of us openly acknowledges our contact and both of us seem to be in a daze.
She then quietly says, ” It looks like I’ll have to go inside and pass things out.” Without thinking I say, “Sally, it’s pretty tight and dusty in there, you’ll either get your sweater dirty or snag it on something and ruin it.” I shocked even myself with what I say next, “why don’t you take it off?” She looks at me with wide eyes but says nothing; I now fully realize the result of my suggestion but nervously continue, “lift your arms.” I take hold of the bottom of her sweater and start lifting it and her arms up. The sweater rises and covers her face as it exposes her naked breasts, nipples standing hard; I slowly continued with it off completely and toss it on a chair. “That’s better, now in you go,” just as if this is a completely normal occurrence. Without saying a word she moves in and mechanically starts passing boxes out to me. I am in awe watching her naked body moving, and whenever possible I accidentally rub against her skin and breasts causing her to tense up slightly. The tension in the air is very thick, nether of us speak.
When we have all the boxes out, she crawls out of the eave storage area and stands up next to me as I kneel on the floor. Her breasts are right at my eye level and just inches from my face. She stands there looking down at me as I stare slightly up at her erect nipples, her chest rising and falling with deep breaths. They look so sweet and soft. Without a word from either of us, I put my hands on her waist and drew her toward my opening mouth. I feel a slight resistance that quickly fades. My eyes never leave her nipple as my tongue first licks it, and then my mouth sucks it in. As I gently suck on her breast her hands come up to the back of my head, holding me firmly there. Then she moves my mouth to her other nipple. This time I open my mouth wide and suck in all of her tiny breast as my tongue toys with her nipple. A soft moan escapes from her lips. We both know this shouldn’t be happening, but neither tries to stop it.
As we are both lost in time as I suckle on her breast, one of my hands slip from her waist and wrap between and around her leg. This movement is not as easily accepted. Her thighs clamped down on my hand as her hands tightened on my hair and a gasp come from her mouth. “Oh no, don’t! We’re cousins and can’t be doing th..i..s,” as her voice trails off. My fingers are kneading her thigh and have pushed upward so that the tips nudge her crotch. My mouth keeps going from nipple to nipple, sucking and tugging. My reasoning powers have been taken over by awakening hormones, I feel like a teenager again. Then my mouth slips from her long neglected breasts as my tongue slowly licks a path down to her belly button. In a whisper she says, “Please, we mustn’t …it feels too good… you have to help me stop.” My mouth just continues down over her pants till it covers her mound. My hand goes between her legs forcing them apart slightly and to her ass, pulling her mound forward hard into my open mouth and teeth eating her through her pants. Her hands a trying to pull my head back away from her, but her will was dying. All I can hear is “Oh!! No!! Please…”, then I feel it, her hips move, yes there it is again, she’s starting to grind herself against my mouth. Her pants are getting damp, they must be getting damp from both sides, yes they are! I can taste her now. She is now holding my head against her needy pussy and her breathing and moaning seals her desirous state.
I pull away from her hold and look up at her heaving chest, her eyes open, a look of need and embarrassment wash across her face. She just stands there panting, trying to comprehend what has just happened. I stand facing her, we hold each other, she lays her head on my chest, my hands slide down her back and our hips press into each other. She feels my hard erection against her belly and rises up on her toes to rub her pussy against it. Her mind tells her no but her body says yes. I back up and sit in an upholstered armchair. We just stair at each other, her chest is glistening in the sun light from my saliva. Her eyes widen as they lock on the outline of my hard erection inside my slacks. Then, as if suddenly aware of what’s happening, she covers her breasts. Finally I speak, “take off your pants,”
“no I can’t, we can’t do this!” Now more slowly and sternly I softly repeat, “take off you pants, ….. now.” She just looks at me for what seems like forever, I can see the battle raging in her mind between society’s rules and her body’s needs. As her eyes stay fixed on mine begging me to say stop, her hands slip from her breasts down to her pants. Her thumbs hook the elastic waistbands and very slowly pull them and her panties down together. Cousin or not she is baring herself to me completely.
As the waistband drops and exposes her pubic hair her eyes also drop, her face is red, her chest is heaving, she’s a bundle of mixed feelings. I can see her internal struggle with her upbringing. She stares at her clothes lying on the floor as she steps free of them, knowing she now stands totally naked in front of me, her cousin. Her hands slowly move to cover herself. “Drop your hands to your sides and come here close in front of me.” She moves very slowly but compiles, the look on her face says she will do as she is told. She stands between my spread knees, I’m looking straight at her pussy 18″ in front of my face. “Put your left foot up on the arm of the chair and with your hands spread yourself open for me.” Here is this avid church going woman who probable only had one man in her life up to today, doing as she is told and as her fingers touch her lips she moans uncontrollably. She is glistening wet. I ask, “What do you want me to do? Tell me what to do to you, tell me now.” Silence, except for her quickening breathing. Then in a soft timid voice, “touch me, please touch me!”
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