Kissing Cousins

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  1. Domina Doll says:

    I had a “Kissing cousin” in my teens. Although we never had sex or even kissed, the sexual tension was thick and he was always making innuendos to me. I tried to go out partying with him and his friends one night when I was 15 after a family Xmas party, but his father and my mother put a stop to that. Years later he showed up drunk on my doorstep at 3am, professing his love for me. Very weird, although, being drunk he was probably just trying to get in my pants. I had to actually go up and sleep in my Mom’s room with her as he kept trying to crawl in bed with me. I was surprised he didn’t try Mom’s bed too.

    BTW- I don’t think those lines are corny. Definitely hot. First sexual experiences are often so awkward, yet also magical.

    • Thanks. I appreciate the comment and I also like hearing your tale of sexual tension.

      It’s weird writing here once every week, I keep asking myself if anybody actual reads this or if I’m just shooting blanks into the void.

      Getting a comment helps. ; )

  2. Nio says:

    Whoa! I love how honest you are with your writing. Great story!

  3. letseatcake says:

    That’s one of my dirty sex stories. . .I had sex with my first cousin’s girlfriend, while he was in the bed with us. We didn’t touch each other, but I know he would have if I’d let him.

    What a bizarre thought. We grew up together and everything, and I considered him one of my best childhood friends. Something like sex never entered the picture until we somehow ended up sleeping with the same girl.

    Thanks for the reminder 🙂

  4. g.r. says:

    VD Confession–THE UPPER ROOM

    It was one of those old victorian houses in the
    > country that gothic fairy tales take place where our
    > lives changed forever.
    > We were to sleep in the upper room in one very old
    > but special bed.
    > We both were fourteen but we knew we were
    > older.since lately. eventhough we’ve always told
    > everything..lately we were quiet about secret
    > things. It was a cool autumn night so we got under
    > the cool sheet & quilt in our tee shirts and
    > panties. My heart was beating faster and my
    > breathing was a little funny..I don’t know why. I
    > guess ’cause we were faraway up in that upper room
    > where no one could come.
    > The moonlight fell across us and she looked
    > different; beautiful and mysterious. I wondered if I
    > looked different. I could hear her breathing just
    > under the hishing of the trees outside in the wind.
    >
    > “This is great” I whispered. Her voice was a little
    > shaky as she exhaled,”yeah” and sat up. I couldn’t
    > help it..I stared at her nipples. she couldn’t see
    > me so I moved to touch myself under the sheet. We
    > were too quiet and I dared “do you masterbate?”
    > “No” she whispered, again in that strange voice. Her
    > neck was lovely.
    > “I love your neck” I didn’t know where that came
    > from..but I was getting wet down there. I kept it
    > up. I told her just what I was doing to myself. how
    > I liked to touch myself in the middle-of-the-night
    > when I woke up. how it made me feel and what I was
    > thinking of when I did.
    > I couldn’t believe what was coming out of my mouth.
    >
    > I was breathing heavy. We were quiet. Later, she
    > leaned back.I watched her put her fingers on her
    > panties and I got dizzy and fell off in the
    > darkness.
    >
    > In the morning, dusty sunbeams fell on her. She was
    > on her knees..down close to the bed on her front.
    > She was fingering herself madly, eyes closed.
    > I pretended I was asleep quiet as I could eventhough
    > she might hear my heart pounding. I held my breath.
    > and when I knew she was about to come
    > I leaned over pulling her panties aside
    > and put my tongue into her smooth warm bum.
    >

  5. Sarahbear says:

    My mom married my step-dad when I was about fourteen and shortly before that I had met my step-cousin. He had blond curly hair and blue eyes. This was around the time N’Sync became popular and I thought Justin Timberlake was hot shit. We would flirt a bit here and there, but never anything too serious until about two years later. He kept telling his friends that he wanted me, and they would all say the same things ‘Ew man, she’s your cousin.’

    But we were only step-cousins and we hadn’t known each other all our lives.

    It was summer in south Georgia. It was so hot outside. Our parents lived beside each other and they weren’t home. I went over to his house to see him and climbed up on the brick fire pit in my jean shorts that barely covered my butt. He circled me, rambling on and smoking a cigarette, finally coming up behind me and sliding his hand up the inside of my thigh. I wanted him so badly. Both of our younger siblings kept interrupting us every time we’d start to kiss or touch each other. We didn’t want them to run tell our parents. He whispered in my ear that he’d sneak over to see me later that night, after everyone had gone to bed and then I went home to eat dinner.

    Later that night there was a knock on the screen door. My parents still weren’t home, but my brother was. I had hoped he’d go to bed early but he didn’t and he was being so nosy about why our cousin was over so late. He lied and said he had to get something for his dad and my brother went back to bed. We sneaked into my bedroom and he started kissing me. I was so nervous and so turned on. He slipped his hands up the insides of my thighs and up to unbutton my shorts, slipping them off and throwing them on the floor. Next he started kissing my thighs. Nipping and licking his way up, rubbing me through my panties. I had never had a boy be so attentive or instigate so much foreplay before. He had always bragged about how good he was at going down on girls and I was more than ready for him to show me. The anticipation of it being caught by our parents or my brother made everything so hot. I ran my fingers through his curly hair as I tried to act like I knew what I was doing. I tried to slow my heart rate, to take shallow breaths, to stop my legs from trembling. I couldn’t tell if he was as nervous as I was.

    Just as things were starting to really get good there was a knock on my bedroom door. I grabbed my blanket and went to go answer it. It was my brother, being nosy again. I kept the door pulled closed so he couldn’t see our cousin sitting on the bed. I was so anxious to get back to the bed. I wanted him to lick my pussy so badly. I closed the door and he was putting his shirt back on.

    What the fuck?!

    His dad was pulling into their driveway and he had to run home before he was caught. He promised he would sneak back over to finish what we started. He didn’t return that night, and I went back to my grandmother’s house when school started back. By the time we saw each other again the sexual tension had dissipated and we were involved in serious relationships. To this day I still wonder what would have happened.
    .-= Sarahbear´s last blog ..Review: Tenga Flip Hole =-.

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