Third attempt. Second I wasn’t a day old. Publishing this off a new account to hide my main and normie. First time I’d done the tags wrong. Hope this confession clears my conscience a little. Apologies if it too heavy at the start but I wanted to add the context to what I did. And I’m on a mobile.
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This happened a year ago when I went home for my brothers wedding. I grew up in a country town in the south of Australia. As with a lot of regional areas everyone knew everyone and I was probably related to a good 50 percent of the people my age. We were one of the largest families in the town. My closest friend other than my brother and a sister was my male cousin who was a year younger than me.
Mark and I were now in our early forties. I was married with two kids, as was my cousin although he and his partner had never married. They’d just had a little girl at the start of the year. When I’d first gone to university, I’d shared an apartment with Michael but we’d fought and argued a lot back then and had both moved out. In the 20 years since we’d patched things up and both got a laugh out of how young and stupid we’d been back then.
It had been about six since I’d seen Mark. His family had visited mine to introduce their new daughter. It was just him attending the wedding though as he’d rsvp’ed by himself. He seemed for all the world to be happy and glad to be at the wedding but I just got the feeling that something seemed a little off with him. There seemed to be a sadness with him. Still he didn’t mention anything.
It wasn’t until the speeches that he said anything. I was just outside the wedding venue, looking in through the foyer. My daughter was getting fussy and restless as she was a bit past her bed time. Mark came outside to join me. We stood together as I rocked my daughter and he told me, “Laura and I split up.” It was the reason for the sadness I’d seemed before. I put my hand on his arm to comfort him.
His partner had gone through some significant post natal depression following the birth of their child and had attempted suicide. Her behaviour had spiralled so much that they’d broken up but were still living together co-parenting. It was why he’d come by himself. I felt so bad for him and wanted to ease his pain a little by provide a comforting shoulder for him.
When the speeches had finished I went and saw my husband and asked if he would take our kids back to my family home for me and put them to bed. My husband wasn’t really one for big gathering anyway so was happy to oblige. I got us a couple of new drinks and returned to Mark. We drank but he wasn’t really in the mood for a celebration so I suggested we take a drive to get away and so that we can talk if he wanted to.
My husband had taken our car so we went in Mark’s SUV. It was a country area so there were tonnes of little back roads we could take. Both are families had farms so we drove to one of Mark’s parents that was also on the way towards mine. We went through a couple of paddocks and ended up parking at a nice place that overlooked a valley, surrounded by bush and underneath the stars.
Away from everyone else, Mark told me everything that had happened. Of the changes in his partner since the birth, the call he’d received that she’d tried to poison herself and the stress of everything. His fears that he’d come home from work and that she’d killed herself and taken his children with her. It had put him into depression himself and he was on medication himself to help sleep and cope with everything. From the passengers seat I lent across and gave him a long hug, holding him tight.
My cousin Mark is much bigger than me. I’m only small at 5’3 and he was close to six foot. I could feel a powerful awareness of his strong body. I could also feel a gear stick and a handbrake picking into me. I fidgeted awkwardly when it became uncomfortable and we shared a laughed. Mark suggested that we sit outside instead.
We got out of his car and Mark went to the back of the vehicle and pulled out a rolled picnic blanket. We were both dressed very nicely for the wedding after all and didn’t want to ruin it by sitting on the straight ground. I was wearing a long black wrap around dress that tied up at the side. Make had a navy blue suit jacket and shirt with white coloured trousers. It was a simple country wedding but he still came dressed very well. He looked smart and handsome.
We sat down and put my arm over his back and rested myself against his shoulder. Mark wanted to hug again so we turned to each other and embraced, our bodies falling back so that we were laying on the ground together. I could feel Mark’s around my back holding me tight as I buried my face under his chin against his chest. With my ear pressed to him, I could feel his heart racing. Mine was too. Mark’s breath was elevated. I’m not sure who’s hands started to move first but we were running them down each other’s back, ending up on the other’s hips to hold them close.
I wasn’t consciously thinking that this was my cousin or that we were related. Just that it was someone close to me who was in pain. I found out later than Mark and his partner hadn’t slept together in over a year. It had been a couple of months since my husband and I had sex too. We were down to once every 2 or 3 months. So when I felt Mark start to swell I began to rub the front of his trousers.
His hips jerked and I heard him moan. “Katie, I…” was all Mark said. I don’t think he knew what to do and wanted reassurance it was ok. I shh’ed him and brought his hand from my hip, through the slit of my dress and to panties. They were lace and dark blue satin. And wet right through. I began to moan as Mark rubbed at my pussy between my legs. I had them just open and apart for him. It felt wonderful and I was become increasingly lustful and rubbing at his hard cock more urgently. I undid his belt and fly, reaching in for his cock. He was so hot and warm down there compared to the cold night. I felt the tips of Mark’s fingers go to the top seam of my knickers and Mark ask, “can I?”
“Please,” I moaned as a beg. I needed to feel Mark inside me now. I was overcome and out of control by now. I had my hand on Mark’s thick cock and was stoking it eagerly. He was already hard as could be but I could feel him twitch and throb as I played with his shaft. Mark slide first one, then two fingers inside me. I’m normally so tight that two is a struggle but my pussy parted for him easily. It felt so deliciously tight and electric. He didn’t have to play with me for long before I came hard on his hand. My moans loud and uncontrolled into the wilderness.
I wanted Mark to feel what I’d just felt so removing his hand I knelt over him and pulled his pants down so that could get at his cock. As soon as it was free I had him in my mouth and going down my throat. I bobbed my head on him, sucking him as I held my long curly brown hair back with free hand. Mark hand his hands under my dress and moved me around so that I was 90 degrees across him. He tugged my panties down to my knees and fingered me again as I blew him. You could hear my slobbering sucking as I blew him. He lasting power was better than mine though as I came again with his knuckles up against my slit. My mouth falling off Mark’s cock as I came. His saliva coated prick pressing against my cheek as I moaned in pleasure.
When I had come down enough to be able to speak I told Mark honestly, “I never expected to wish I had a condom with you.” I didn’t want to have anymore children and my husband and I were than infrequent that I’d stopped taking the contraceptive pill.
A heavenly occurrence happened then as Mark said, “I had a vasectomy back in March.”
I didn’t stop to think about the insane thing I was doing next. I can still count on the one hand the number of men id been with. I hadn’t been with anyone besides my husband in the last 23. And Mark was my cousin! As soon as he’d said that, I rolled my leg over Mark’s waist, flaring my long dress out around me. I pulled my panties to the side and lifted up to take Mark’s cock inside me. Our body sizes are so different that he felt so large and different as his head breached my puffy lips and started to travel up along my raging pussy. He wasn’t any bigger than average but it was the unfamiliarity of his cock that made it feel so out of the ordinary.
We both moaned as we very quickly found our rhythm. At first I just ground my slit against Mark’s body as I adjusted to his feel. My hips bucking as I thrust my body against his. We were so wet together that I could slide however which way I please. Every ridge of his cock feel incredible against my bare skin. As we fucked I pulled the front of my dress open for Mark to reach up and play with my little tits and ultra sensitive nipples. My bra the only piece of clothing discarded beside us. I switched from rocking to bouncing on Mark’s dick as I pleased.
It was only when I’d collapsed onto Mark’s chest with temporary exhaustion from the frantic pace that we at last kissed just as he came inside me. My mouth on his, tongues entwined as I felt Mark’s hands on my arse pulling me against his probing hips. His cock pulsing as it delivered load after load of this thick cum to my cunny. The months without release causing him to fill me to near nursing. I could feel his warmth diffuse into me as he erupted uncontrollably inside me.
I rolled off him gasping, dress opened. I’m sure there must have been steam rising from our bodies if I’d been able to see that. I know my pussy was definitely giving off vapour as it bubbled and popped, then everything started to flow back out from inside me. Mark’s hand tapping around on the blanket to find mine and holding it.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/uakqs3/f41_comfort_for_my_m40_cousin_at_a_wedding
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