Where it happened: My Bed
Langauge: English
Sex: Female
Rating: 10
Category: Straight
My cousin, Brian, came to live with us when he was 14.His parents were both tragically killed in an auto accident, while returning from a track meet in which Brian had participated and done well. He was returning with the rest of the team on the school bus, and so was not with them in the car when it happed.
My Mom and Dad were really his only close relatives and so decided to take him in. I was 16 at the time. We lived in a big house in the suburbs of St. Louis — a home that my Dad had inherited from his grandparents. We had lots of room,including 4 large bedroom on the second floor. After the funeral, Brian was given the room next to mine, and my folks had the big master bed room at the end of the hall.
Since this was a very traumatic event in Brian’s life, in fact for all of us, even though Brian was 14, he needed a lot of tender-loving care, and we all gave it to him in large measure. Brian and I, over the next couple of years, became very close. He would often come into my room and we would talk for hours about different things. We attended the same school, too, and although there was two years difference in our age, we did a lot of things together. One time,when he was still 14, after he had been with us for about three months, he came into my room, and told me that he had had a wet dream. He was just in his jockey shorts at the time, and I could see what had happened. He was sort of confused about what was happening, but told me about this dream, and was sort of confused about what had happened. He didn’t really want to talk to my Mom about it. I guess he didn’t feel comfortable in doing so, so he confided in me. I had heard about boys having wet dreams, and so I simply told him not to worry about it — that it was just something that naturally happened to boys once in awhile. He told me it did feel good. He also told me about getting these erections every time he saw a pretty girl, and also confided that it even happened when he’d seen me, walking down the hall,without an awful lot on. I sometimes forgot to put on a robe when going to the bathroom, although my Mother had told me to do so now that Brian was living with us.
Anyway,Brian grew into a very handsome young man. He was a lot bigger than me at age 16, when I was 18. One night I was asleep in my bed. It was probably after midnight, and after awhile I realized that Brian had slipped into my bed beside me, and was snuggling rather close to me. I could feel his penis, still in his shorts, against my buttocks. I was startled and asked Brian what in the world he thought he was doing. He apologized, and said that he was simply feeling quite depressed, couldn’t get to sleep, and thought being close to me would give him some comfort and rest. I knew Brian had gone through a lot after his parents’ death, and so I decided to let him stay. He pressed himself close to me, as I lay on my side, and then his arms came around me, caressing my breasts, softly through my nighty.Needless to say, I got all tingly. I knew this was very wrong, but I decided to let him stay for awhile. He stayed the whole night. We didn’t do anything, but it felt good just to have him lie there next to him, with his arms around me. A few nights later, he came in again. I was sleeping, when I felt him snuggling up close to me again. This, time, however, when I felt around down by where our torsos were joined, I could feel only bare skin. He had no underwear shorts on at all, but was buck naked. He had a tremendous hard-on, and it was pressing into my buttocks. I wore no panties, either, beneath my nighty, and his manhood, positioned there stiffly between my cheeks, felt so very good. Then he whispered very softly into my ear: “Cathy, have you ever made love before?” I told him No. And then he spoke again, very gently, “Do you suppose we could make love?” and added, “You told me once these feelings are very natural, and when I do this by myself, in bed, I often am thinking of you.”
Well, to make a long story short, Brian and I had sex that night, both of us for the first time.He slipped his penis into me so gently and tenderly, I hardly realized what was happening, until we both exploded together and he filled me with his semen. I was ecstatic. He kissed me all over after we were finished and he told me he loved me. After that night, we fucked fairly regularly, a couple times a week. My Mom and Dad never found out — at least not for awhile. Apparently never heard us.
We are both in college now, and live together in the same apartment. My parents eventually found out what we were doing, and so got me on the pill, and told us that as long as we were going to have sex, we might as well live together, and save on room and board. Brian is a wonderful lover. I love having him next to me, naked in bed, filling me with his staff of life. I presume that someday we’ll marry. Brian’s song is beautiful!
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