A question about the most morally dubious sex act on another sub reminded me of this experience, so I decided to cross post it here. Skip to *** if you just want the action and no backstory.
My mom had just passed away. Lots of close and distant family members came into town. One who stayed for a while was an 18-year-old I had only seen once before when he was about 8. He had grown up to be pretty good-looking, but even then I didn’t see him like that. In my head, no matter the separation between genes, he was still my little cousin. I could just recognize that he was a good looking kid.
He was here for about a month from outside of the country and originally was staying with my mom’s cousin, who is his aunt. I felt bad for him because he didn’t speak any English. At his aunt’s house the only one that knew how to speak Spanish was his aunt, but she was married to a white guy and never taught her kids to speak it, so he could never understand what anyone was saying.
I didn’t want his entire time here to be painfully boring, so I said he could come stay at my place and go to work with me as a volunteer because I worked at a Spanish-language radio station. Lots of Spanish speakers there, including myself. The aunt (my cousin) was cool with it.
The weekend before he was about to travel back home, I decided to throw him a going away party and invited everyone from work he had met over the last three weeks or so. At least that was my excuse for the party. It was really just because I was already depressed about my mom’s passing and the thought of being alone in the house again after he left was a little terrifying, so I wanted to distract myself by getting faded to the point of unconsciousness. I don’t really drink, so believe me when I say this was very out-of-the-norm behavior for me.
About 15-20 peeps came. One brought like an industrial sized bottle of vodka which I proceeded to drink about half of. Majority of people had left by the time I reached that point. Only my very closest work friends were left (5 or 6 of them). I state out loud that I think I need to throw up. I guess he was sitting next to me, so he helps me get up and takes me to the nearest bathroom.
I am leaning over the bathroom sink instead of the toilet for whatever drunken reason, but still, he is helping to keep me steady and holding my hair back so that I don’t puke on it. I remember thinking at the moment that it was very sweet of him to be doing this. No 18-year-old wants to be dealing with their drunk cousin and he wasn’t being a dick about it. I know I can be kind of an asshole when I have to take care of drunk people.
I’m heaving, but the alcohol isn’t coming up. I am aware enough that I am super drunk and I kinda want to throw up so I can sober up a bit and keep having fun.
When I have that realization though, I start to become aware that his hand has moved from my lower back to my ass and then to over my panties. (I was wearing a skirt so bending over the sink like that had exposed my nether regions I guess.) He is not like forcefully rubbing or anything, but it kind of seems like “does she notice, does she not?” At least with the amount of mental acuity I had left it seemed like he was testing the waters. But I could be wrong it could have been an honest mistake. My drunk brain was telling me it wasn’t.
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When I realize where his hand is “accidentally” touching me, I don’t know what took over me. I had a very severe and sudden rush of sadness and desperation. I didn’t want to feel so alone. I needed someone. It was the urgent need to feel warm and connected to another body. I say nothing, I don’t even look at him. It was like pure instinct because without even giving it a second thought I turn towards him, squat down, and start unbuckling pants.
I pull out his hard on and start going to town. I have never needed a cock in my mouth that bad. I don’t know if he didn’t have the time to process what just happened or didn’t care, but he is into it. Like a lot. The more I lick and suck and stroke, I more I can hear his desperate attempt to not make any noise.
His hand is still holding my hair from earlier, grasping a lot more tightly now though. He’s not forcing a rhythm on me, he’s letting me go at my own pace, but he does leverage his grasp to push my head deeper on his cock every time I reach the base.
Not once did I look up at him or anything. It was so selfish. This was literally just about me and how I was feeling at the moment.
After I don’t know how long, he pushes me onto the bathroom mat on the floor while wriggling out of the rest of his pants and immediately starts fucking me – hard – holding his hand over my mouth and shushing me so that the people left in the house don’t hear me moaning. His strokes are as desperate and urgent as me need to be full of him. His continuously switches between placing his mouth and his hand over my mouth until the moment we cum consecutively. By the end of it I had gained enough sobriety to clean myself up as he made his way out of the bathroom first. We went back to partying and drinking like nothing had happened.
I wanted to forget everything so I proceeded to get hammered again. When I woke up the next day, I was in the room he was staying in instead of mine. A couple of people slept over on my couches because they were too drunk to drive as well, so one of my friend’s told me that he had lead me to his room instead of mine and it sounded like “we had fun.” That triggered vague memories of me riding him but don’t remember much of the second session. I was mortified, but this was also one of those friend’s where I know all of their deep, dark secrets too so I tried calming myself.
Of course after the fact I hate that I did it and I felt a lot of guilt, but I’m not going to lie – in that moment I really needed to be fucked like that. So it’s something I feel bad about but also would not change if I could go back in time.
TL;DR – My distant little cousin was staying at my house for my mom’s funeral services and I proceeded to fuck him in the bathroom after getting drunk one night.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/c3vc7m/fucking_my_little_cousin
Love your stories as always ??
This is fucking hot, despite the sad situation. Jesusss
Unfortunate series of events but also yee yee #RollTide
hey, 23 F, sounds so hot, is this supposed to be a true story? If so, I too have a little cousin who is 18 and he is gorgeous and into me, he lives in florida though and i live in ny state so ….idt its gonna happen plus when he goes to college next year, hes gonna be in NC so..at this point im gonna have to wait..plus he also just got a girlfriend so he is acting like were not even cousins..kinda hurts