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When I Was A Kid
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Straight Female / 29
So I was eleven and my boy cousin was thirteen and we were left alone in the house.
We had known each other all our lives and we did not get along. He was a very rough outdoor boy and I was very much an indoor girl. To me he smelled all the time. And to him I smelled too, he would hold me to smell my hair and I would have to smell his sweaty shirt. He held me a lot, I spent a lot of time on his lap. He was a big boy and I had not yet grown and I was a small girl and he could easily manhandle me.
That particular day he came over after playing soccer and he was all sweaty and he took his shirt off and told me to come sit on his lap because he wanted to hold me. I don't know if anyone can really understand what it is like to have to walk across the room in your clean clothes to go sit on your filthy sweaty cousin's lap so he could hug you and hold you against him and smell you all over. But I always went, I always sat on his lap, I always ended up being hugged and held.
That day he wanted to practice kissing. He kissed me on the mouth and then he took me to the bathroom so we would brush our teeth so we could kiss. We went back to the couch and he pulled me down on his lap and positioned me so we would kiss. Sometimes he would kiss me real rough, but this time he kissed me really gently on the lips and told me to hold my lips open just a little bit and he kissed me. He was holding me against him and I sort of went into a trance. When he stopped kissing me he told me he loved me and I was going to be his wife. And then he went back to kissing me and I went back into my trance.
All that kissing got him aroused and he got a real erection. He had gotten erections before with me on his lap, but it was always about me sitting to one side. But this time, with all the kissing he was ready to use his erection. He put me in a head lock and started to kiss me real hard, and started to pull my panties off. I was no longer in a trance, I could feel his erection against my naked leg, and he had my panties half way down my thighs. I was trying to get out of his head lock, but he held me tighter and looked at me and I surrendered.
My first time was going to be sitting down on him, he had me kneel on either side of his legs and get down until his erect penis was against me. He asked me where my hole was. I told him it wasn't there, I opened my legs and pulled myself up hugging on to his neck, until I put my vagina over his penis. The rest was very quick, I just remember my legs pretty spread open and his penis all the way inside of me and he was pulling me to him by the small of my back.
That is when he started kissing me again. Long kisses interspersed with commands about how I was going to be his wife, how I was supposed to love him, how he loved me, I had tears in my eyes, not from pain, but from something else. I hadn't noticed that he was pushing in and out, I was both there and not there. He stood himself up with me still stuck to him, and he turned around and gently laid me on the couch and opened my legs. When he did he pulled out and saw his penis, it was red and angry, it didn't look like his penis normally did, he got on me and between the two of us we found my vagina again, and then I had my first sexual encounter.
It wasn't until many weeks later, that I began to feel that maybe I shouldn't be doing this. After that afternoon, whenever he held me I always had to hold his penis, I would sit straddled and hold his penis up against me, we didn't take my panties off again, because we both knew that was real dangerous, so I would hold his penis tight with my hands and he would use my hands like a vagina and rub his penis against my naked tummy until he came.
But we became frustrated and at fourteen we started to have grown up sex.
You are not supposed to be in love with your own cousin, but we are. We live together and I still sit on his lap and we still kiss with me on his lap and his erection still gets in the way, and I open my legs around it and when I have his penis totally tucked inside of me, we kiss and kiss.
We had known each other all our lives and we did not get along. He was a very rough outdoor boy and I was very much an indoor girl. To me he smelled all the time. And to him I smelled too, he would hold me to smell my hair and I would have to smell his sweaty shirt. He held me a lot, I spent a lot of time on his lap. He was a big boy and I had not yet grown and I was a small girl and he could easily manhandle me.
That particular day he came over after playing soccer and he was all sweaty and he took his shirt off and told me to come sit on his lap because he wanted to hold me. I don't know if anyone can really understand what it is like to have to walk across the room in your clean clothes to go sit on your filthy sweaty cousin's lap so he could hug you and hold you against him and smell you all over. But I always went, I always sat on his lap, I always ended up being hugged and held.
That day he wanted to practice kissing. He kissed me on the mouth and then he took me to the bathroom so we would brush our teeth so we could kiss. We went back to the couch and he pulled me down on his lap and positioned me so we would kiss. Sometimes he would kiss me real rough, but this time he kissed me really gently on the lips and told me to hold my lips open just a little bit and he kissed me. He was holding me against him and I sort of went into a trance. When he stopped kissing me he told me he loved me and I was going to be his wife. And then he went back to kissing me and I went back into my trance.
All that kissing got him aroused and he got a real erection. He had gotten erections before with me on his lap, but it was always about me sitting to one side. But this time, with all the kissing he was ready to use his erection. He put me in a head lock and started to kiss me real hard, and started to pull my panties off. I was no longer in a trance, I could feel his erection against my naked leg, and he had my panties half way down my thighs. I was trying to get out of his head lock, but he held me tighter and looked at me and I surrendered.
My first time was going to be sitting down on him, he had me kneel on either side of his legs and get down until his erect penis was against me. He asked me where my hole was. I told him it wasn't there, I opened my legs and pulled myself up hugging on to his neck, until I put my vagina over his penis. The rest was very quick, I just remember my legs pretty spread open and his penis all the way inside of me and he was pulling me to him by the small of my back.
That is when he started kissing me again. Long kisses interspersed with commands about how I was going to be his wife, how I was supposed to love him, how he loved me, I had tears in my eyes, not from pain, but from something else. I hadn't noticed that he was pushing in and out, I was both there and not there. He stood himself up with me still stuck to him, and he turned around and gently laid me on the couch and opened my legs. When he did he pulled out and saw his penis, it was red and angry, it didn't look like his penis normally did, he got on me and between the two of us we found my vagina again, and then I had my first sexual encounter.
It wasn't until many weeks later, that I began to feel that maybe I shouldn't be doing this. After that afternoon, whenever he held me I always had to hold his penis, I would sit straddled and hold his penis up against me, we didn't take my panties off again, because we both knew that was real dangerous, so I would hold his penis tight with my hands and he would use my hands like a vagina and rub his penis against my naked tummy until he came.
But we became frustrated and at fourteen we started to have grown up sex.
You are not supposed to be in love with your own cousin, but we are. We live together and I still sit on his lap and we still kiss with me on his lap and his erection still gets in the way, and I open my legs around it and when I have his penis totally tucked inside of me, we kiss and kiss.
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