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Romping with my cousin

Posted by: SoloTouchArchive Author: happy1 Posted on: 26 Nov 2006 1 comments
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When I was 16 I spent my summer days watching my cousin. We both had single parents and she slept over every weekday while my aunt was working. She had just turned twelve and was becoming quite forward with me. Things began with her waking me up each morning by entering my room and if I were lying on my side, she would strattle my hips with her head against my neck and keep saying wake up until I would roll over and push her away. I remember clearly when this all changed for me. I wanted to keep sleeping and pushed her off and tried to grab her and get her out. We ended up wrestling and her nightgown was up to her belly. I really must discribe her a bit. She had reddish brown hair and her skin was milk white and she had just gotten braces. She had no breasts at all and thin. I was never aroused by her until I saw her panties that day. Our wrestling had disheveled them off to the side and I saw her small triangle of pubic hair and a WET SPOT. The next morning was the same. As soon as my mom left my cousin came in my room. I made sure to be on my side and she jumped on my bed and strattled me whispering in my ear to wake up. I kept my eyes shut and after a minute I noticed her hips rythmatically pushing against my pelvis. She stopped saying wake up and I could hear (and feel) her breathing a bit harder. It was almost to much for me as I knew she was stimulating herself on me. Her breath was warm and smelled like stale morning toothpaste. After a minute I rolled over and pinned her to the bed tickling her with my thigh pressed into her crotch. The look on her face would take 1000 words. Her eyes were closed and her mouth open smiling slightly with her upper lip over her braces. Now understand there were variations of this each morning. I remember one of my favorites was sitting on her stomach facing her feet and "tickling" her thighs. I remember she had a dime size brown birth mark on her left inner thigh. I would study her as she flailed her legs and was treated to some erotic sights. Her panties would frequently gape open at the leg holes exposing her entire pussy. It looked like a hairy clam to me at the time. The pubic hair she did have was dark brown and concentrated along her slit and a small triangle above. I would tickle her inner thighs and her legs would open wide and she ALWAYS had a wet spot. I knew what that ment and it turned me on like crazy at 16. I also liked pinning her down with my bare knee against her crotch. Many times she would just go limp as I pushed against her. We would be close and her open mouth breathing would wash over my face in irregular pants. I would say stuff like "give up" and she would always say no or that she needed to catch her breath all the while humping up at me. Since her eyes were closed I would look down and see her white legs pushing up into me. She must not had known that it was obvious what she was doing at her age. I just took it all in. I am pretty sure she had orgasms to because her face would eventually contort and she would stop breathing for a couple seconds with her upper lip curled over her braces followed by a few deep breaths. This usually ended our time together and she would go shower or whatever. There are SO many examples like this. I never did anything more then romp around like this all summer. I saw her rubbing herself a few times to orgasm that much I am sure. She would be watching TV on my bed if she could not "get me up" and I would watch her from the side. She always started kind of sitting on her foot. After a few minutes she would look over at me (I had my eyes closed) and pull her night shirt over her lap with her hand over her crotch sitting pretzel style. Then the show started. She would stare at the TV with a dazed look. The pale skin of her neck would flush and her mouth would be half open. At this time you could see her breathing quicken. There would be obvious activity under her night shirt and after a few minutes it would become more urgent, but still hidden well. The last few minutes she would sometimes carress her inner thigh or belly under her shirt and the hidden hand was rubbing. I would watch her face from the side. Her upper lip would raise high and her forehead would wrinkle up, eyes closed tight and jerk slightly for about 5 seconds then it was over and she would keep watching TV or leave. The following summer none of this kind of stuff happened and it was never mentioned. Im sure I am not the only person so witness this kind of stuff. Well. Thats my first 100% true "story".