How My Cousin and I Became Masturbation Partners

The story begins a day after my cousin caught me masturbating. She asked me to come meet her into her bedroom to talk with her about something important. I became nervous and sexually aroused at the same time, because likely she wanted to talk to me about what she caught me doing the previous day. I went to her room and sat next to her on her bed. She said, "There is a matter we need to discuss and that I need to understand, if we are to live together. I'm not angry or upset." She began to cite the facts. Ever since we had begun living together, she frequently saw me with obvious erections and I was not making any effort to hide them. She said I would frequently seek a moment alone when I had an erection. She said she caught me totally nude and masturbating on her bed the previous day. I was doing it at the exact time she said she would be home. I did not fully close the door to her bedroom. I did not stop when I saw her catch me and instead proceeded to ejaculate in front of her. She said she saw that I had pictures laid out beside me when I was masturbating, and that after she went back to her bedroom after I dressed and left it, she found that those pictures were of her. She said that when we were teenagers, she would occasionally catch me looking at her when she was wearing a swimsuit or showing cleavage or wearing clothes that exposed her belly. She demanded that I explain. I told her to explain why she looked at my erections and why she was never bothered that I looked at her in a swimsuit. I asked why she too often went into her bedroom and closed the door. She smiled and told me, "Don't change the subject! Answer or I'll tell everybody what I saw and what I know!" Of course, if told anybody all that, people would think I was sexually attracted to my cousin, and I didn't want others to know that. So I answered her questions. She asked, "How often have you been masturbating in our apartment?" I said, "I touch myself as often as I can. I usually do it 5 times throughout the day and night." She said, "Wow! You have some strong sexual tensions!" I said, "Yes, I feel those desires often and sometimes so strongly that absolutely I have to masturbate." She asked, "Are you attracted to me? For how long have you felt that way?" I told her, "I've always thought you were pretty. I've been sexually attracted to you ever since you began to grow breasts. I've sometimes stayed awake into the late hours of the night, playing with my body and I thought about you. I achieve some of my best orgasms when I think about you as a I masturbate." Her smile became bigger. She said, "Oh my! I'm very flattered!" She said, "Well, let me confess this to you. What I saw yesterday was very sexy! I can't stop thinking of you nude and of you ejeculating onto yourself.I myself had to masturbate in bed bed continuously until I was satisfied and tired. And that took a long time! And I had to do it again this morning." she said that she didn't have any birth control and didn't want to become pregnant, thus she wasn't seeking sex with a man and was instead satisfying herself with masturbation every morning and every night. She continued, "But I've thought about this: I want to see you nude again." I told her I would pose nude for her if she posed nude for me. I told her I had always wanted to see her nude. She agreed. Without hesitating, we stripped as we watched one another. As she stared at my nude body, I stared at hers. She had round, fat breasts with big nipples shaped like the erasers on pencils, an innie bellybutton that slightly folded inward, and a big, swollen pussy covered in black pubic hair that had been trimmed a little bit. As I complimented her on her body she complimented me for having beautiful nipples and a beautiful erect penis. After a few minutes of gawking at one another, I said to her, "I'm so horny that I can't take any more. Do you mind if I masturbate?" With a twinkle in her eye, she said, "Not at all." I then began to feel my body, beginning by moving my fingertips across my nipples, down to my bellybutton and finally to my penis. As I began to stroke it, she said to me, "I'm so horny that I take anymore. Do mind if I masturbate?" I said to her, "Not at all," as I continued to stroke. She lied down on her bed as I turned to get a good view of her there and give her a good view of me. She began to touch herself, beginning by moving my fingertips across my nipples and then her whole breasts, then moving downward to her belly and bellybutton, and finally to her pussy which she proceeded to stroke. I came to first and then stood nude so that she could continue to look at me while she masturbated until she came. We made that a routine. We masturbated together every evening and every night. We would have conversations with one another about our sex lives and sexual interests. Eventually, we began looking at pornography together. I know many of you may want to know if we ever had sex, so I'll answer that here. We did after masturbating together for a few months. I purchased condoms and she acquired birth control pills, so that we could have sex without me impregnating her. After a year together, we moved into an apartment with only one bedroom, because it had lower rent than the one we had previously rented, and because we wanted to share a bed each night and wanted no privacy from one another except when we used the bathroom. I would tell people that I would sleep in the main room of our new apartment, but never tell them the truth: that I was sleeping with my cousin. We didn't do it for romance. We had sexual desires for one another, partly because incest is so taboo and kinky. What we looked forward to the most every day and every night was when we would enjoy each others bodies and take incredible pleasure in me gently thrusting my penis into her pussy or me sucking her pussy and her sucking my penis. Of course, when we didn't have sex, we masturbated. We moved to separate places when I was 21 years and she was 22. We haven't had sex or masturbated together since then, although I still know her and we still see one another occasionally. We remain the only people who know about the sexual relationship we had.