This was a long time ago. Decades. I was a curious boy of 17 and my cute hottie little cousin was 16. She was sticky hot and cute and her body was perfect in every soft, round detail.
We got to listening to Ozzy. Then we went to a car wash. All the while, I couldn't help looking at her firm ass in an incredibly tight pair of very short cut-offs. I guess maybe my tongue was hanging out some. She took me home and invited herself inside. Me, I don't know crap from hineola until she pushes me on the couch and proceeds to give me the best hand job I could ever imagine. However, since this was my first hand job, I had nothing to compare it to.
She played with my juice and that was kind of a turn on.
The next night she decided to spend the night in my spare room. I was so horny. I knew she was in the next room and I wanted more. I snuck in there and got in under her covers and I slipped my hand down her panties until I hit the golden spot. I returned the favor. It was glorious to see her squirming like that. I liked the smell, even if it's sick. She rolled over, huffing and puffing. After a brief rest, it was my turn. Her soft hand on my shaft felt too good to be true. I tried to hold it, tried to concentrate, but when she said: 'Come for me cuzent,' I lost it. I creamed her boobs pretty good. It was so easy to sleep after that, arm in arm, enjoying the warmth.