Watching my cousin jilling herself [MF]

This happened several years ago about two years after my divorce from my first wife. After my ex cheated on me, I had lost all desire for any form of intimate contact. She was my first sexual experience and we were together just shy of 20 years. Our sex life wasn’t anything spectacular. As hard as I tried, I could never convince her to try anything new in bed or even wear sexy underwear. She wouldn’t even masturbate either in front of me or in private. So aside from fantasies and porn, my experience was very limited.

I had been living single in a two bedroom apartment for about a year and a half and was adjusting to bachelor life again. I had a few dates here and there but nothing very serious. At the time of the divorce, I was 40 years old. Not too muscular but not too flabby. Some grey hairs were creeping into my beard. Some of my co-workers said it made me “distinguished”, whatever that meant. I decided that I would just enjoy rediscovering who I was.

Shortly before my divorce, I had reconnected with some extended family members that I had lost touch with – an uncle and aunt in California, a male cousin up in the New England area, and two female cousins, both also in California. One of them, Danielle (not her real name), I had not seen since she was a toddler and I was about 10 years old. She was no longer the pig-tailed little girl that I remembered, but a fully-grown 32 year old blonde, blue eyed, beautiful woman, a little thick, but pretty much the stereotypical Cali girl without the attitude. Where the rest of the female family members lacked, Danielle seemed to be given an extra helping and she wasn’t afraid to show it, frequently posting pictures wearing low-cut blouses and tight jeans.

While I enjoyed reconnecting with all my relatives, Danielle and I seemed to hit it off more than all the others. We would text each other all hours of the day and when we needed to talk, our phone calls would easily run two hours at a time. When I discovered my ex’s affair, Danielle was there for me as I started over. About a year and a half after my break up and moving out on my own, she confessed to me that her marriage wasn’t peaches and cream, either. She was filing for divorce and wanted to get away from California to start a new life for herself. She was hesitant to contact me, but she had nowhere else to turn. My aunt and uncle weren’t being supportive of her decision and while supportive, her sister didn’t have the room for Danielle to move in. My brother was no help, claiming his wife was jealous of her looks. My parents had the room but lived in a remote area that didn’t offer many opportunities for her to spread her wings. With an extra room in my apartment, I offered her a place to stay until she was ready to be on her own. Six months later, she arrived in Texas with her car loaded up and moved in as my new housemate.

The first few months were uneventful. It was like rooming with an old friend. We hung out after work, telling stories and jokes, watching movies, sharing dreams and fears, and just getting to know each other better. I guess she started getting more and more comfortable living with me because I was finding more of her personal stuff lying around the house and she wasn’t as careful with leaving her undergarments in the bathroom. But the biggest clue of her comfortableness was instead of lounging in pajamas she started walking around in the mornings and night times in her panties and a thin tank top that hugged her breasts, leaving very little to the kmagination. I did my best not to look, thinking this was my cousin and it was wrong, but at the same time I would think there’s no harm in just looking – she does have an amazing body. I found myself slightly aroused whenever I would think of Danielle.

I dismissed all these thoughts until one morning when I came out of my room to go shower and bumped into Danielle as she was coming out. I guess she thought I was still sleeping because she didn’t even have her towel wrapped around her. My eyes were fixed on her body – her breasts were a large D cup with dark brown nipples, a hint of a tan line surrounding each breast. There was no hair around her groin, just a smooth pink mound. Trying to cover herself up, she darted around me into her room. The image of her body stuck in my head and gave me an instant hard on that I quickly rubbed out while I showered.

After I got out of the shower and was dressed for work, I found Danielle sitting in the living room with her robe pulled tight around her body, clearly embarrassed about flashing me. She apologized for what happened and I quickly dismissed it, telling her no harm no foul, it wasn’t like we were trying to seduce each other. We laughed it off and talked about what we would make for dinner that night and our work schedules for the rest of the week. Neither of us brought it up again, but I could still see her naked body in my mind. For the next few nights, I found myself returning to the thought of her naked body and would jerk off at the thought.

Near the end of the week, I ended up with a longer than normal lunch break so I decided to run home to rest for a bit before finishing off my day. Normally during the day before going to work, Danielle would open the curtains to let as much natural light in, but today they were all closed. I figured she was taking a nap so I entered very quietly as to not disturb her. As I walked in, I heard a soft moaning from her room. Making sure she was okay, I moved down to the hallway and froze just outside her open door. Danielle was spread out on her bed wearing nothing but purple panties. One hand was squeezing and pinching her large breasts while the other was deep inside her panties furiously grinding in a tight circle. I knew I shouldn’t watch but I was mesmerized. I tried my best to stay concealed and watched, feeling my dick getting instantly hard as I watched this forbidden show.

Danielle slowed down her rhythm and pulled her panties off and spread her legs. One hand went back to rubbing little circles around her clit and the other started plunging in and out of her pussy. I couldn’t take it any more and I quietly pulled my hard dick out and started stroking it to the beat of her finger fucking, making sure she couldn’t see me. Her moaning was getting louder and deeper and she started to arch her back and grind her hips as she rubbed her clit faster and faster. I continued to jerk off, peeking around the door, secretly enthralled by this display. Danielle slowed down, pulling her drenched fingers up to her lips and licked her juices off. She then rolled over onto her knees and arched her ass up into the air. Spreading her legs, she went back to rubbing her clit and fingering her pussy. Her moans transformed into a primal growl as she stroked herself faster and faster. I could feel myself getting closer and closer to cumming.

Suddenly, Danielle stopped and gasped. I was so mesmerized by her show I didn’t realize she could see my reflection in her dresser mirror, stroking my dick and everything. She quickly sat up and tried to conceal her nakedness and asked how long I was watching. Stammering for words, I told her I came in right before she stripped off her panties. “Well, I can tell you were enjoying the show,” she said, eyeing my still hard dick in my hand as I stepped into her room. Giggling, Danielle continued with a grin, “I guess you can watch me finish.” She laid back on her bed, spreading her legs and went back to rubbing her clit and fondling her breasts. Her breathing began to speed up and she started moaning louder than before. “Arent you gonna participate?” she asked between breaths. Realizing I was just standing there, I resumed my stroking. Staring at my cock, Danielle moaned her approval and slid a finger into her wet pussy and rubbed her clit with her other hand. “Mmmm. I love watching a guy jerk off. Don’t stop.” Her eyes never left my dick as she continued to rub her clit harder and harder. Moaning louder and louder, her legs began to tremble and her eyes rolled back. Her whole body began shaking as she let out a cry as her orgasm rocked through her body. Caressing her large breasts, she looked over at me, saying “Now it’s your turn.”

Danielle sat up at the edge of her bed, just inches away from me stroking my dick. As she watched me continue to stroke it, she started caressing her breasts, pinching her hard nipples, and making soft moaning sounds as she licked her lips. Her eyes kept going from my cock up to my eyes, begging me to keep going. With one hand, she went back to playing with her pussy while her other hand fondled her breasts. “You gonna cum?” she whispered. Grunting a desperate yes, she cupped her tits right in front of my cock and looked up at me longingly. I couldn’t take it any more as shot after shot of thick ropes exploded all over her breasts and neck. Smiling, Danielle, scooped up my seed and licked it off her fingers. Standing up in front of me with some of my jizz rolling down her amazing tits, she gently pushed me out of her room. “Next time you feel the need to watch me, don’t spy on me. I love having an audience.” then she shut the door.

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