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My Family
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Straight Female / 63
My Cousin Finally
I am a straight woman, have played with other women for an ex boyfriend and an ex husband when younger. I also at 18 did it several times with another female recruit when in the army. I am 5ft. 6in, have 38D boobs, the pink nips have gone to dark brown after 3 kids. I have mixed hair now, keep it dyed light brown like my natural color, and am natural down below, though trimmed. I used to be thin, almost skinny, B cup boobs, nice shape, great legs and ass and started slutting around at 15.
All the boys didn't compare to my two year younger cousin. He was my ideal. At 16 he was already in college. I had always had it in my mind that when he was18, or went to college he and I would be sharing an apartment or house, not just sharing, not just being room mates, I wanted him to fuck me. I would have done anything for him, anything sexually he wanted. When I was told he was going to Paris for some classes I broke down. I thought that maybe he wouldn't come back, he'd get some French girl pregnant or something. I was actually crying in my room at night. I couldn't explain to my mother or father why, though my younger sister knew. So when I recouped I, like a total idiot, joined the army.
I think back and guess that my giving up on him and leaving home was probably why I went into the lesbian relationship, to be totally different from my old ways. We didn't live together, we were both in the barracks and only occasionally on leave got together in motels. Then of course, I started craving cock again, and she called me a whore and said we were over. I got knocked up, married the guy, he was an asshole. Divorced with a girl, eventually the call was beckoning between my legs and I got married, then pregnant this time. We stayed together for 20 years until he died.
My cousin did come back to the states though, after 3 years. He didn't get any French girls pregnant, though he did get married, had kids, and only recently he was widowed too. It's been such a long time, but when I look at him still I get weak. I still want him. I've grown a bit bigger than I was when young, he hasn't changed at all except his hair is now dark and mixed with gray. If anything he's more muscular than he was when young. At a family reunion I got him aside and told him about how I felt, and what I always wanted, to live with him when we were younger. His comment floored my ego a bit. " I wouldn't have done that, not ever!" he said. My reply was that it was only a fantasy and I knew it. He said "No, that's not what I mean, if I had you alone in a house or apartment, I couldn't have kept my hands off you"
"Well maybe I wouldn't have wanted you to keep your hands off me, or any other part of you for that matter" was my answer.
We started dating, then fucking and now living together, and despite my being a bit chubbier he indeed, doesn't keep his hands and lips, tongue, or cock off me. I leave every kind of sex open to him, anything he wants, and he will do whatever I want. We recently went to a nudist resort and even had sex in front of others. Some of them know we are first cousins.
I would have liked to been together earlier, but like he says, he would have gotten me pregnant and then we'd have the family to face. This way, we just enjoy each other.
All the boys didn't compare to my two year younger cousin. He was my ideal. At 16 he was already in college. I had always had it in my mind that when he was18, or went to college he and I would be sharing an apartment or house, not just sharing, not just being room mates, I wanted him to fuck me. I would have done anything for him, anything sexually he wanted. When I was told he was going to Paris for some classes I broke down. I thought that maybe he wouldn't come back, he'd get some French girl pregnant or something. I was actually crying in my room at night. I couldn't explain to my mother or father why, though my younger sister knew. So when I recouped I, like a total idiot, joined the army.
I think back and guess that my giving up on him and leaving home was probably why I went into the lesbian relationship, to be totally different from my old ways. We didn't live together, we were both in the barracks and only occasionally on leave got together in motels. Then of course, I started craving cock again, and she called me a whore and said we were over. I got knocked up, married the guy, he was an asshole. Divorced with a girl, eventually the call was beckoning between my legs and I got married, then pregnant this time. We stayed together for 20 years until he died.
My cousin did come back to the states though, after 3 years. He didn't get any French girls pregnant, though he did get married, had kids, and only recently he was widowed too. It's been such a long time, but when I look at him still I get weak. I still want him. I've grown a bit bigger than I was when young, he hasn't changed at all except his hair is now dark and mixed with gray. If anything he's more muscular than he was when young. At a family reunion I got him aside and told him about how I felt, and what I always wanted, to live with him when we were younger. His comment floored my ego a bit. " I wouldn't have done that, not ever!" he said. My reply was that it was only a fantasy and I knew it. He said "No, that's not what I mean, if I had you alone in a house or apartment, I couldn't have kept my hands off you"
"Well maybe I wouldn't have wanted you to keep your hands off me, or any other part of you for that matter" was my answer.
We started dating, then fucking and now living together, and despite my being a bit chubbier he indeed, doesn't keep his hands and lips, tongue, or cock off me. I leave every kind of sex open to him, anything he wants, and he will do whatever I want. We recently went to a nudist resort and even had sex in front of others. Some of them know we are first cousins.
I would have liked to been together earlier, but like he says, he would have gotten me pregnant and then we'd have the family to face. This way, we just enjoy each other.
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