[MF] Her eighteenth birthday.

Long backstory. Skip to the … several paragraphs down to get to the fucking. She helped me write this, actually. Both thought it would be fun to relive our first time. Names are fake.
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Please spare me your judgements.

I am several years older than my step cousin. We are not related except by marriage. I am male she is female. If you think this is creepy then feel free to click away. Nothing inappropriate happened before she was eighteen, only some frank discussions about sex and sexuality. Conversations she always initiated. Her name is Jane. Mine is John.

We were always close. I’ve known her since she was eight. She’s always been a tomboy and always preferred the company of boys to other girls, especially me. I became the big brother Jane never had, and I fulfilled some of the roles her absentee parents should have fulfilled.

Anyway that’s the context.

Her eighteenth birthday came and went without fanfare since her parents were both away on business and she basically had no friends besides me and one or two other people equally as weird as her. Yeah she is a bit of a freak and I love her for it.

Now I won’t lie, I’d been looking at Jane more and more as a woman for about a year. She was mature physically and emotionally, but since she wasn’t 18 I never did anything out of line.

But that changed on her birthday. If you’re expecting it to be her who asked me, you’re wrong. I asked her. Because we had a close relationship I knew she’d never done it with anyone.

She’s watching a stupid show on Netflix with me. The remains of the store bought cake in front of us on the coffee table. We were both stone cold sober but for some reason I had the courage to do something that I thought I’d need alcohol for.

I looked at her. “I want to have sex with you Jane.” I said. Romantic, right?

It was my first time too. I was a late bloomer, in my mid twenties without being with a woman. I’m kind of a freak too, one of the reasons we bonded.

I expected her to laugh, slap me, or pretend not to hear me. I cringed in self loathing after the words blabbed out.

“Okay.” She said.

That reaction was almost worse. Several painful seconds passed.

“I was hoping you would be my first.” She said.

My heart jumped into my throat.

“Can we go kinda slow?” She asked.

“As slow as you want.” I said.

… (skip to here if you don’t wanna read the background)

Jane climbed over me and straddled my lap. She planted a kiss on my lips. I kissed her back. I’d made out before, but never anything further.

She began unbuttoning my shirt. I reached behind her and clumsily undid her bra strap. My heart was pounding a million miles an hour. I was nervous, excited, and happy as a clown.

I felt her warm, wet tongue pass over my face. Kinda weird but also hot. I was rock hard under my slacks. I pulled her in and planted a tongue filled kiss on the ear.

“I love you.” I whispered after I’d finished.

Jane giggled. She pulled off her shirt, revealing her petite but perfect looking breasts. Suddenly she seemed nervous. I resisted the urge to reach out and cup one of those boobs in my hand.

“We can slow down.” I said.

“What if I get pregnant?” She asked.

Talk about a boner killer.

“I have protection.” I said.

“You’ve been planning this.” She said.

“Yeah, I guess.” I said.

She was silent for a second. Then fire entered her eyes.

“I’m glad you want me.” She said.

She grabbed my hand and put it on her left boob. Her nipple was as hard as a diamond. Boner back.

We kissed with full tongue again. I massaged her breasts with both hands. They felt so good beneath my caress. She moaned.

“I love having your hands on me John.” She said.

“Bedroom?” I asked.

“Carry me.” She said.

When she was younger she always wanted me to carry her. But for the last six years or so she’d been too big for me to easily carry her. But just now I was horny enough that I could accomplish Herculean feats. Not that she required such, she was a perfectly healthy size.

I lifted her up off the couch and carried her with as much grace as possible to the bedroom. I set her down on the bed.

Before joining her I pulled off my shoes and shirt. I started undoing my belt. I hesitated and looked at her. She smiled and nodded from the bed.

I took my pants off. I didn’t do my underwear yet, but my rock hard penis was plainly apparent beneath the cotton. She blushed a bit at the sight of my boner.

“I hope it feels good inside me.” She said.

“It will.” I said.

“Take the rest of my clothes off John.” She said.

I joined her on the bed, kneeling over her like she did to me on the couch. I undid the button on her skinny jeans. I pulled them off clumsily, having never had occasion to take off a girl’s pants before.

I rubbed her bare thighs with my hands. I grabbed her panties with both hands. I looked into her eyes and she nodded after a second’s hesitation. I pulled them off, leaving her naked. Her pussy was small and perfect, with just a small tuft of hair above it.

I massaged her bare hips and butt. “You’re so beautiful.” I said.

She leaned forward and licked my face again. I leaned down and buried my face in her breasts. My fingers went to her pussy and found her damp. She gasped.

She grabbed my by the arms and pulled me down beside her. This time she straddled me. She pulled my underwear off, freeing my boner.

Jane gasped as it flopped out and hit my stomach. She giggled a bit.

“It’s so *big*” she said, her face turning red.

I laughed. She cupped my balls in her hand and rubbed the shaft with the other. Being as inexperienced as her I nearly spurted then and there.

“Can I use my mouth first?” She asked, as if she needed my permission. I nodded.

She licked my penis from the top of the balls all the way to the head, slowly, timidly. My cock was so hard it was almost painful, red and throbbing. When I moaned with pleasure she did it again, more confidently.

She grabbed it with her right hand and slowly put it into her mouth. Only by exceptional strength of will was I able to avoid blasting off again.

She worked it with her mouth slowly and messily. When she came up for air she had a smile on her face to match mine.

“My turn.” I said. I flipped her over and shimmied down until my face was next to her pussy.

I licked the slit and lips. She moaned. I worked my tongue passionately over every inch of her pussy region, not knowing if I was doing it right or not. She was gasping and moaning though, and very wet.

“I’m ready.” Jane said breathlessly as I too came up for air.

I reached for my pants where my condom was waiting in the wallet.

“Wait.” She said. I paused.

“I want to do it without. I’ll take the chance. I want to know how it feels without, you know?” She said.

I nodded. I moved so that I was on top of her.

“Ready?” I asked. She nodded.

Having never done it before, I expected that getting it in would be hard. I thrust with myself and was surprised when I got it in on my second try. Jane gasped as I entered her. Her perfect lips caressing my penis felt like nothing else.

I thrust in and out, in and out, each time feeling better than the one before.

She rolled me over and rode me, reinserting my penis herself. She slathered her perfect, naked body over mine while I thrust up and down from below. We were both laughing. It felt to good, being inside her.

She began to moan and gasp and finally screamed so loud everyone on the block would hear. I finished a moment later. I shot my load balls deep into her.

We kissed again. Both of us were sweaty. She laid down on top of me as my shrinking penis exited her.

“Happy birthday.” I said.

She snuggled up to me in ecstasy and nuzzled her face into my neck. We eventually fell asleep like that.

And that is the story of how I fucked the love of my life for the first time.

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