Where it happened: Our Home - my bedroom
Langauge: English
Sex: Male
Rating: 5
Category: Straight
My cousin Carrie (my Mother’s Sister Anne’s daughter) came to live with us for four years while she attended college here in Green Bay, Wisconsin. We had a big house and an extra bedroom, upstairs, down the hall from mine. She was studying to be a physician’s assistant and staying with us helped out a lot on the room and board.
I’d met Carrie several times over the years. She was only a year older than me. I was a Senior in high school at the time. 18 years old and horny as hell. Up to that time I’d never succeeded in scoring with any of the girls in my class or even a Junior.
When she first came I had not seen her in about a year. And when she walked in the door with her things, she was absolutely smokin’ hot! About 5’6″, cute face, perfect body. And she knew how to show it off. I think my Mom was a little taken aback at first, and so was my Dad, but they said nothing.
As I stated before, her bedroom was the one down the hall from me on the second floor. Mom and Dad slept downstairs.
After the second week she was with us, I began to catch glimpses of her parading down the hall in only her panties. Sometimes the door to my room would be partially open, and I couldn’t help but see her. Of course, I got an immediate hard-on. That lovely naked body of hers was absolutely perfect!
Sometimes I could hear her in the shower. The upstairs bathroom was next door to my room. I would get these lovely pictures in my head of us showering together and washing each other off with body wash all over. When she went back to her room, I’d purposely keep my door ajar. Sometimes she covered herself partially with a towel; other times she did not.
About a month after she’d been with us — it was a Saturday morning — she had just finished in the bathroom and was walking by. My door was ajar. She walked in, completely naked, and I was lying in bed. “What do you think” she said, parading around the room. “I think you’re absolutely beautiful,” I answered. Then she sat down on my bed, and started to talk to me about my school, and whether I had a girl friend, and whether I’d ever had sex. I always slept in the nude, like a lot of guys my age, and luckily I still had a sheet and light blanket over me, except for my chest.
I told Carrie, I still hadn’t hit a home run with anyone in school, and then she remarked, “Well, we’re going to have to do something about that!” — as she climbed in bed with me, under the covers!
Well,much as I was delighted, I was a little concerned, because, although my Dad had gone to work already, my Mom was still downstairs, and might possibly hear us. It didn’t seem to bother Carrie much, though, as she rolled herself next to me and began kissing my cheeks and neck and then my chest.Of course, I was rock hard in seconds. I had never been naked with my girl in my life, and here was this gorgeous red head throwing herself against my body.
I fucked my Carrie for the first time that morning.The first time I’d ever had sex with anyone before. And it was glorious! After she had administered this great blow job to my 8″ love-maker, she climbed on top of me, and in seconds we were making love. I asked her if I shouldn’t get a condom, but she told me not to bother because she’d been on the pill for about a year. When she was a Senior in high school, her Mom thought it best.She could see that Carrie was developing pretty fast.
That first time in bed with Carrie was the beginning of an absolutely unbelievable four years. She taught me absolutely everything there was to learn about sex and how to enjoy it for the sheer pleasure it gave to both of us. I don’t know if she was fucking anybody else there in college during that time, but we enjoyed ourselves several times a week, usually, and she often told me I had the best penis she’d ever seen.
Carrie would return home during the Summer months, but would return in the Fall, and I always looked forward to that.
I figure that during that 4 year period, we must have fucked
nearly 500 times. 400 at the very least. It was pretty regular and always good. Very good! Many of those times, of course, it was just a “quickee” before we both went off to class in the morning — in the bathroom, and several times right there in the hallway. After a month or so neither of us bothered to dress while going back and forth upstairs. We were always “ready” if the urge happened to hit us.
Carrie has graduated and is working now, and I don’t see her much any more. But I am forever grateful at the pleasure she gave me during our 4 years together. And if we do happen to see each other at family reunions or other gatherings, I’m surer we’ll manage to find a way to renew old feelings.
Thank you Carrie — for EVERYTHING!
P.S. I’m not sure, and I can’t prove it, but I am pretty sure that during those 4 years, my Dad got his share of Carrie too. I really don’t know how he possibly could have resisted.
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