[F]41 Comfort for my [M]40 Cousin at a wedding. [Part 2]

Firstly I wanted to say thank you for all the people who reached out and sent me some lovely and supportive messages about my first story. You encouraged me to share a little bit more about my encounter with Mark and another than followed.

I’m not too sure how to put a link to my first post but it will go here in a later edit if I can work it out.

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Lying on my back holding hands with Mark, neither of us said anything. That silence after what had just happened gave my brain a chance to start thinking about what I’d just did. I’d never cheated on my husband before. I’d never had sex with a relative before. I’d never let a man cum inside me on the first time (even if Mark was safe as he’d said.)

Mark deeply male voice said next to me in the cold night air, “oh my God.”
I clutched my breath. Mark was thinking about how terrible a thing it was to happen I just knew it.

Instead he suddenly rolled to his side and pulled me into the biggest and strongest hug I’d received. We spoke with silly almost teenage giggles about how crazy we just been and yes how much he and I had really enjoyed it. We’d connected physically almost right away and the sex had been great. My dress was still open and Mark started to play with my nipples again. They were still very hard and when he started sucking them I moaned and grabbed a big handful of his hair. I was still turned on and I guess Mark was too.

Both of us are in our forties. Neither of us are teenagers anymore. Sex in my marriage was infrequent and never more than once in a session. So it was that I was really surprised when Mark started getting lusty and fierce again. He was toying with my body. Pulling my dress from my shoulders and then soon getting completely naked himself. I didn’t stop him, just encouraged him when he got on top of me and climbed between my legs.

I’d stayed very wet and there was already a lot of lubrication from his earlier cumshot. It had run down into the crack of my arse so the tip of Mark’s cock slithered everywhere which made us giggle before he found the right path and pushed inside. I’ve never been that vocal in bed but this second time around I moaned really loud in long groans as Mark slowed fucked me with his hips. He kept it so gentle, grinding up into me with long strokes that showed me his entire length. I wouldn’t have liked to see how much of a mess I made around his cock but I could feel it pooling and collecting around the base of his base of his balls.

I wrapped my legs around the back of his to hold us together. I clenched my abs and hips each time he pressed into me to take him all and to make it feel even better for Mark. I could tell how much he was enjoying it as he started to get harder and faster with his thrusts. Again Mark just left so good. So visceral and new. On top he was so big and domineering. I couldn’t have stopped him not that I wanted to for a second. I was impressed with how well I could handle his cock. Again just average size but I am less than half his body weight.

I was getting close to cumming and the need for it made me start to grab at his arse. Urging him on to go deeper and harder. I started some dirty talk telling him, “ooww fuck me! Fuck me harder. Harder! Harder!” as I got closer to orgasming. I didn’t have to do it long as I soon peak and practically trashed beneath Mark. I was arching and bucking. I could barely control my legs. I was glad I didn’t throw him off as I wanted his cock inside me forever and for him to never take it out.

Mark must have been holding himself back waiting for me or whatever it was I did while cumming set him off. I can’t quite remember it was a bit of a hazy blur. His thrusts slowed down and started to even out in smooth half depth pushes. “I’m going to cum,” Mark told me and I locked my ankles against his lower back and told him don’t pull out.

He lowered his chest down to mine and moaned passionately beside my ear as he started to ejaculation inside my wet pussy again. Another load just a fraction smaller than the first was adding to my insides. I made sure I concentrated on the feeling of his throbbing cock better this time. Mark seemed to flex and press upwards each time his spat his jizz at me. I could feel this lovely pressure against the upper wall of my canal. Sort of like I wanted to pee but better, more connected and emotional. I don’t know how to describe such a thing. In any case Mark lay on top of me until he was completely done and I hugged my cousin tenderly.

When he started to deflate, Mark pulled back out slowly and as he withdrew I brought my fingers to my pussy to see what we had done. I was creamier than I’d ever been. My lips were hot and swollen and I hadn’t closed my entrance back up. Mark had left me gaping! Haha!

We lay under the stars talking for another half an hour as Mark ran back out of me. Yes, I tasted him a little and it was really nice. He had some baby wipes in the car and I cleaned myself up as best I could. I’m sure I didn’t get all of Mark out of me as my panties showed him for the next day. He helped me get dressed and tied my dress back together in a cute little bow that I was sad to undo when I got back to my family house where my husband and kids were asleep. I’m sure I must have smelt like the dirty cheating bitch I’d been so I showered and changed before sliding into bed beside my unsuspecting husband of over two decades.

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