She is not my cousin [MF] Part 3 Discovering her submissive desire and her hunger

She is not my cousin [MF] Part 3 Discovering her submissive desire and her hunger

Ok, as the weeks passed El’s talk during sex was more and more explicit.

We started talking about experiences prior to the two of us. I also started learning more about her and Jeff.

One day we were watching TV when she asked if I thought the girl on the screen was “hot.” I told her she was definitely pretty but I thought here boobs where too big. I know, I am not saying I would turn it away. I am a sucker for small firm tits. Just my thing. She responded to my answer by saying she couldn’t believe that because the girls I went out with in HS were all pretty big in that department. I said they weren’t all that big and she replied “they were bigger than I was.” I just said boobs aren’t everything. She replied back “Well they must be as much as you play with mine and they are tiny.” I explained how I thought they were the sexiest I have seen. How everything about her was sexy to me. She then shocked me when she asked me what I really thought of her back then. Something I never thought she would ask or be curious about. Well things have changed a lot since then because I never thought we would be fucking like we have. I said “honestly as far as looks I thought you were the hottest.” “Did you ever think about me? You know what I mean.” she asked. I said “What does it matter?” “I just want to know” she replied. I then just let it out “If you are asking if I ever jerked off thinking about you, yes I did.” The smile that came across her face. “Really?” she asked. I told yes I did more than a few times. The look on her face obviously told me she was shocked. She then asked me if I ever caught on to her flirting with me.” I told her “I recall a few times and a couple of times she let a little skin show but I thought mainly she just felt comfortable around me. I never would have guessed you would be interested.” I told her if she really wanted to know something I would tell her but she couldn’t be mad at me. She said whatever it was it was in the past so it wouldn’t make her mad. I told her “You there was several times I did it in your room when she wasn’t there and the times I used your shower I did everything time.” She couldn’t believe it. She called me a pervert and said I am surprised you didn’t steal my panties. I started to say “Well” and she cut me off saying “Really? Did you?” I told her “I never stole them but I had gone through her panty drawer and had jerked off in some of her dirty ones.” She started laughing saying she couldn’t believe it.” I reminded her that she had told me she had thought about me some back then and surely she imagined my cock more than she was letting on. She came clean telling me that she had often fantasized about my cock and she really wished she had seen it back then. Ok that caused an instant boner! I said “Surely you and Jeff had a lot of fun?” She explained at first it was all the time but eventually she felt it was getting old. That they would do the same old thing on the weekends then just fucked. Nothing ever exciting. I asked “Certainly when y’all got married it got better?” She told me when she moved to his base overseas that it was all about him. That it was same position, never anything new, just missionary until he unloaded and rolled off her. She said he didn’t measure up to me at all elaborating that he believed his very thin six inches was a gift from God. She said she never really enjoyed it with him and he really didn’t seem to care if she did or did not. She said she had found out he was fucking some little thing and decided it was over. Thus the divorce and moving back. Ok now I was very curious where the El I had come to know in the bedroom came from. She admitted that she did masturbate and would think of what she had been told about my cock. This lead to her fantasizing about me and wishing I would have just just made a move back in the days we spent at the lake together by pushing her to have sex with me because she would never had the nerve to make a move. She added that our first night allowed her to fantasize some while actually being flirty. She told me there was just something that turned her on about being used by me like I had used other girls. When she said that I jumped right on it calling her “jealous.” This embarrassed her and she told me to stop it. She said being a little drunk that night gave her the courage to go for it and kiss me. After that kiss she had hoped I would make the next move because she realized it made me hard. I remember thinking back to that night and how I didn’t know her underlining motive. She told me that when I told her she was beautiful throughout the night it made her feel amazing adding Jeff would have never showed her off to others and he rarely told her she was pretty. I told her she is a amazing and amazingly beautiful and I mean it every time I had and do say it. I wanted her to know know she was more that a fuck doll. I told her not to get me wrong though, that our sex is the hottest sex I have had (it’s the truth.) How I loved it when she talked dirty and asked for more as well as how much I loved just pleasing her. She told me Jeff never went down on her. I assured her I would make up for lost time. She got quite for a moment and I asked her what’s wrong. She shared with me she figured that I would go out and fuck girls because she knew how I used to be. I reassured her that was not going to happen. *** [This ended up not being true but that is another story down the way and she promoted it.]*** I did tell her I wish she would have told me sooner. Her reply was “Well you shouldn’t been a little pussy with me and asked because you didn’t mind asking all my friends out.” She was correct and I told her I was glad it happened now.

It was really hot listening to her tell me how wet she would get fantasizing and how hard she would cum while thinking of me. How she loved me talking her from behind pulling her arms back or pushing her head into the bed. She even admitted she wanted me to be a little rougher with her and call her some names during it. She loved the feeling of me using her and her ability to let go and just give in feeling like it was her job to satisfy me. I told her I would but it couldn’t always be about me because I loved pleasing her. She smiled and said “oh I love how both your cock and mouth satisfy me. How I feel your strong hands and how they control my body. How I love being a naughty girl for you.” I admit I was loving it. I just wanted to make sure she knew she meant way more to me. She said she knew I did by how I treated her and loved how I treated her around my finds who were quickly becoming hers.

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