[MF] The time I fucked my hot cousin

Names and a couple details changed for obvious reasons, but here’s the story of how I fucked my cousin. Skip to the —————- if you want to get straight to the sex.

Angela and I are first cousins. My mom and her dad are brother and sister. The two of us are only a year and change apart from each other, with me being the older of the two. I was 27 and she was nearing her 26th birthday at the time of this story.

So here’s some quick background on us and our relationship. I grew up in a really close knit family with a bunch of cousins all within a few years of each other. We were always together on holidays and most weekends, and everyone was really more like brothers/sisters than cousins. Angela and her brother and sister lived a little further away from the rest of us, so we weren’t as close as I was with most of my other cousins, but we still saw each other at least twice a month throughout our childhood. Angela was the youngest of our group of 10 or so cousins, so she was always vying for the spotlight. Definitely outspoken and a little wild. She was really into gymnastics growing up, competing and winning at the state level multiple times. Because she was always acting out to get attention, she tended to get on my nerves. I didn’t dislike her or anything, but she just wasn’t exactly my favorite to hang out with. As we got older, her family didn’t come around to family gatherings as frequently, and we started to see them only a handful of times per year.

Fast forward to one Christmas when I was 17 and she was 16. That’s the first time I felt a change in our relationship. Typical family gathering. House packed with 30 or so people when the doorbell rings. Her family shows up and she’s the last to enter. I hadn’t seen her in over a year, as she had missed the last few holidays for various reasons. She definitely caught me off guard. She had grown a ton and was probably close to 5’7”. She was very lean and athletic due to all the gymnastics. Long brown hair down to her mid-back, green eyes, and light freckles across the bridge of her nose. She had gotten her braces off and flashed everyone a big smile with her perfect teeth. Being in the throes of puberty myself, my first thought was, “damn, she’s gorgeous.” I quickly shook myself out of it and thought “You sick fuck, that’s your cousin. Get your shit together.” I got my head straight and kept it together. The rest of the night was very uneventful, and things went on without a hitch. The only other thing that’s noteworthy here is that this was the last time I saw Angela for quite awhile. Her parents divorced, she went to live with her mom, and then everyone went off to college soon after and well, you know how it goes.

Fast forward again. I’m now 26 and living across the country in New York. I had moved there for work, and was literally the only member of my immediate or extended family to move out of the state we were all raised in. Out of the blue, I get a text from an unknown number. It was Angela.

Angela: Hey! It’s Angela, your cousin. I got your number from your mom. I heard you’re living in New York?

Me: Hey, talk about unexpected messages lol. How’s it going? Yeah I’ve been out here for the last couple years.

(I’ll skip through some of the pleasantries)

Angela: So the reason I’m reaching out is, I’m going to be coming to New York next week for a long weekend, and I figured I can’t come all the way out there without seeing my cousin.

Me: Oh, nice. Definitely. What’s the occasion?

Angela: I’m visiting my boyfriend. Long story short, we went to high school together, and we ran into each other a few months ago when I was staying with my mom for a bit. He had already planned to move out to the East Coast when we started dating, so we decided to try the long distance thing.

Me: Ok cool, well let me know when you get here and we can definitely get together.

Final fast forward to the weekend Angela was coming to visit. We planned to meet up with her and her boyfriend so he and I could show her some of the typical tourist sites, and maybe grab something to eat. When the two of them got out of the cab, I was floored. The same feelings I had when I saw her on Christmas 10 years ago came flooding back, but multiplied by 50. I usually dated really exotic and curvy girls, but there was no arguing that my cousin was smoking hot. There was no point in trying to convince myself that my thoughts were wrong. She was wearing a white crop top and tight red skirt that ended an inch or two above the knee. Close to 6 feet tall, legs for days, a flat stomach where you could see the faintest outline of her abs. Long, wavy, brown hair past her shoulders, same green eyes and freckles, and what looked to be C cup tits hidden under her tight shirt. Then she reached back into the cab to quickly grab her purse, and I caught a glimpse of the most insane ass I had ever seen. This wasn’t some monstrous ass like you see on a Kardashian. It was the ass of an athlete. Tight, and shockingly impressive for a girl as slender as she was. Angela greeted me with a big hug, and I had to get my head back to reality. I shook her boyfriend’s hand, and we were off. We hit a bunch of places and finished the night off by stopping at a bar for some drinks. We were all fairly tipsy when I decided to call it a night. I told the two of them to call me the next day if they felt like it, and I took off, leaving them in the bar.

Around 1AM I get a text from Angela.

Angela: Hey, are you awake?

Me: Yeah, what’s up?

Angela: Any chance I could crash at your place? Long story…

Me: Uh, sure. Here’s my address. Call me when you get here and I’ll come down to let you in.

20 minutes later I get the call and head down to let her in. Her eyes were red, and she had clearly been crying.

Me: I don’t want to pry if you don’t want to talk about it, but I just need to ask if you’re ok.

Angela: Me and Brian had a giant fight and he told me he didn’t want me to stay with him.

Me: What happened?

Angela: We went back to Brian’s apartment after the bar, and we headed to the couch to….. You know..

Me: You can skip ahead of that part if you want

Angela: No, that’s the whole point. I laid back on the couch, he got on top of me and started kissing my neck. It felt good and I reached my hands over my head and I felt something under the cushion. I pulled my hands back and I’m holding a pair of panties.

Me: Damn. I’m sure he had a bullshit explanation?

Angela: Yeah, he told me his friend had stayed there and must have left them, but couldn’t even tell me her name right away when I asked.

Me: Shit, that sucks. I guess that’s pretty common with long distance relationships though, right?

Angela: I guess, but we talked about this before we agreed to try long distance. I told him I would fully understand if he couldn’t commit to being in a relationship where we would only be physical with each other every couple months.

Me: I’m not trying to downplay or justify what he did, but you can’t be that surprised, right? I mean, how long had it been since you were last together?

Angela: This last time was long. Like 6 months. But what difference does that make?

Me: I just mean, that’s really hard for a guy to abstain from sex completely for 6 months at a time.

Angela: And you don’t think it was hard for me? I was craving it just as bad as he was, or probably more since I actually stuck to our deal and didn’t cheat on him. I haven’t been properly fucked in ages.

There was an awkward pause. It was like she had forgotten she was talking to her cousin for a second. Her face turned bright red and she looked down at her hands in her lap. I tried to make her feel better.

Me: I get it. I’m sorry. Let’s just forget about it. You want to smoke a joint?

She just smiled at me and nodded.

Smoking definitely helped get her mood back on the right track. The two of us were laughing at stories about our family and getting caught up with what we had each been doing over the last ten years. Angela had been traveling quite a bit, and even lived in India for a year studying yoga. The yoga obsession explained how she stayed in such insane shape. After what felt like an hour, there was a pause in conversation. Angela, spaced out for a second and staring at the wall, broke the silence and said,

Angela: Brian is a fucking idiot

Me: Agreed, but where did that come from? I thought we decided we were going to have a good time and stay off that topic.

Angela: Can we just drop the barriers for a second and I say what I’m really thinking?

Me: Sure?

Angela: I was going to rock that guy’s world tonight. I have a pretty insatiable sex drive and haven’t even been touched by a guy in half a year. He wasn’t even particularly great in bed, but I didn’t care. I’m so pent up I’m about to explode.

Me: This is awkward for me to even be touching the subject or trying to solve the problem, but I can probably introduce you to one of my friends tomorrow. I highly doubt you’ll have a problem getting them to help out with the situation.

Angela: What makes you say that?

Me: Have you looked in the mirror? Not trying to be weird since you’re my cousin, but you’re absurdly good looking. Any guy would kill for the chance to get into bed with you.

Angela: Any guy?

Me: Yeah, seriously. We can hang out with my friends tomorrow if you want.

Angela: Can you guess what I really want?

Me: What?

Angela: I don’t want to wait until tomorrow…..

Me: I mean, it’s pretty late. My friends are definitely all done for the night.

Angela: Are you a fucking idiot?

Me: What are you talking about?

Angela: Have you never had a girl come on to you before? I guess I have to be even more blunt. What if I just fucked you?

Me: What the fuck are you talking about? You’re my cousin.. My first cousin.. You’re just drunk and stoned and talking crazy.

Angela: I’m barely buzzed at this point, and yeah I’m high, but that doesn’t tweak my thinking at all. Are you saying you’re not attracted to me?

There was no point in answering that one, she obviously knew I was.

Angela: Exactly, so?

Me: We can’t do that. You know we can’t do that.

Angela: Look, I’m good looking and you’re good looking. I want to fuck someone and being a guy, I’m sure you want to fuck someone. We don’t need to tell anyone about it. It can be between us.

Me: I just can’t.

Angela: How about this, I give you a sample, and if you really don’t want to, we don’t.

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She stood up in front of me, turned so that her back was facing me, and slid her red skirt down until it was on the floor. She looked back at me from between her legs, and gave me a smirk. I’m now staring at the nicest ass I’ve ever seen, both in person and in pictures/video. She was wearing booty shorts that only covered about half of her ass cheeks. She glanced at me over her shoulder and bit her lip. That was all it took. All thoughts of this being wrong immediately flushed out of my head. I immediately stood up, grabbed her by the hips, pulled her close and started kissing her neck.

Angela gasped immediately as my lips touched her skin. She put her hand on the back of my neck and pulled me in even more. I grinded my already throbbing cock into her ass and gave her hair a light tug. She let out another gasp when I pulled her hair and she spun around to face me. She put two hands on my chest, leaned in close until our lips almost met, and then she pushed hard and shoved me onto the couch.

“Take off your shirt and pants.” Angela directed me

I wasn’t about to argue with her. Off came the shirt and pants, and I started to take off my boxers as well.

“Stop. Leave the boxers. That’s my job.” she directed me again.

Normally I was the one who gave directions in the bedroom, but I wasn’t about to deny this girl.

“Are you ready for the greatest blowjob of your life?” she asked

I just nodded. Now, if you’ve read the story of how I fucked my cousin’s girlfriend, then you know “the best blowjob” was a title that would be hard for anyone to take over, but again, I wasn’t about to argue with her.

Angela puts a pillow on the ground and kneels onto it. She kisses my chest and licks down across my abs until she gets to my boxers. I’m so hard at this point that it’s painful. She kisses me through the boxers and tugs at my waistband a few times with her teeth. Finally she slides my boxers down and let my cock breath. Like I’ve mentioned in my other stories, I’m very well hung. Just barely shy of 9” and pretty thick around. Angela’s reaction was like that of many others. She paused for a second and let her eyes dart back and forth between me and my throbbing cock.

“This is seriously impressive” she laughed “I was expecting a nice size, but this is something else.”

“Well?” I said “What are you waiting for?”

“I’m waiting for you to have some fucking manners and ask politely” she snapped back with a smile

I laughed “Please?”

“Please what?”

“Please suck my dick” I said begrudgingly

With that, Angela was on a mission to claim the title of greatest head doctor I had ever been with. The best way I can describe it would be to say she made love to my dick with her mouth. She licked every inch of me and stroked me slow while sucking on my balls. Then she opened wide, stuck out her tongue, and took me into her mouth. Slowly pushing deeper and deeper until she had swallowed every inch. This girl had literally no gag reflex. Just when I thought that was the most impressive thing she had up her sleeve, I felt her tongue lapping at my balls. She was seriously managing to lick my balls while she had my cock entirely down her throat. A few more minutes of this and I couldn’t take it anymore.

“I’m going to cum” I managed to say between heavy breathes

“No you’re fucking not.” She said, and immediately took me out of her mouth. “You’re going to return the favor, and then fuck me before you’re allowed to cum.”

I obliged. I stood up, picked her up in my arms, and carried her to my bed. I threw her down and quickly took off her panties to reveal the tightest, most perfect pussy I had ever seen. Shaved completely and glistening from how wet she was. I went to town on her like it was my job. Teasing, kissing, and licking. Listening to all of her directions and body language to know what she liked. After a minute I slipped a finger inside of her and was honestly shocked by how tight she was. She obviously wasn’t a virgin, but she was so tight on my finger that I really started to question whether or not I’d be able to fit my cock inside of her. As I massaged her gspot and sucked her clit, I felt her legs start to shake and knew she was about to cum. I seized the opportunity to give her a taste of her own medicine and stopped immediately. Her head shot up.

“What the fuck?! I was so close!” she yelled

“Now you know how it feels.” I said back “Grab a condom from the nightstand next to you.”

“I’m on the pill” was all she said as she stood up and pushed me onto the bed, firmly in control again.

Despite seriously contemplating again how the hell my dick was supposed to fit into her pussy, I laid back and let her do her thing. Angela finally took off her shirt and bra in one quick move to reveal the perkiest C cups I had ever had the pleasure to see in real life. I know I’m giving her a lot of superlatives, but she was really genetically gifted in every area. She swung her leg over me, firmly grabbed my cock. Taking her free hand, she rubbed it on her pussy and then rubbed her juices onto my dick to try and lube me up. Then she rubbed the head of my dick against her lips and slowly lowered herself. It felt like I was being squeezed in a vice (in the best possible way). She kept lowering herself down until I was fully inside of her. I watched her take a few deep breaths with her eyes closed while she got used to my size, and then she looked down at me with a ferocity and hunger that I had only seen once or twice before.

I had fucked a good number of women at this point in my life, but this was the first time I had truly gotten fucked by a woman. She rode my dick like a woman possessed. It took everything in my power not to cum immediately. Angela hopped off and told me to fuck her doggy style. I didn’t have to be told twice. I got to look at that spectacular ass while she slammed back on me and let out some of the most vulgar dirty talk I had ever heard.

“I love this thick cock inside me. Oh my god it stretches me out so good!” she screamed “Spank me. Slap your cousin’s ass! Harder! Harder!”

Then without warning, she moved away from me and flipped onto her back. Showing off her flexibility, she pulled her legs all the way back until they were on either side of her head.

“Stick it in my ass” she commanded

I didn’t need to be told twice. My cock was already dripping in her pussy juices, so lube wasn’t needed. I slowly slid deep into her ass and started to work myself in and out. Angela was rubbing her clit while she gave me direction on how she liked it, and before I knew it her eyes were rolling to the back of her head and she squirted like a fountain. Her body shook in orgasm for what felt like 30 seconds before she pulled me out of her ass and flipped to suck my cock again. She slurped on my and massaged my balls while telling me, “I want you to cum all over my face. I feel how tense your balls are. Empty them all over my lips, please, please, please.” With that third ‘please’ I erupted. I was always a heavy cummer, but this was a load that Peter North would’ve been proud of. 8 ropes of thick cum hit Angela right in the face, not wasting a single drop. She gave me that devilish smile again while she gave my now drained balls one last squeeze. She was now wiping the cum from her face and licking it off her fingers.

I collapsed onto the bed beside her. She had literally fucked and sucked me into submission. In that post-cum moment of clarity that every guy knows, it really hit me that I just had the fuck of my life with my first cousin. I felt shame for half a second, but when I glanced to my left and saw Angela was already fingering her pussy again, I got over the guilt and prepared myself for round two.

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