Melissa positions between Dale and Lynda. She smiles at the sexy siblings. They were ready for the tale.
This had taken place when I was married and living in San Diego, she begins, My husband and I wasn't getting along much. I know he was seeing other women. This was especially true when he went out of town on 'business trips'.
Josh had gotten an athletic scholarship a nearby college and needed a place to stay. My aunt, his mother, had called asking if he could stay with us. There was an offer to pay for Josh's food and rent if we would put him up.
My husband, being the greedy, self-centered bastard quickly agreed. It eased the financial burden and gave him more money to spend on the 'business trips'. Besides, my hot cousin and I had always been close. The thought of him being around was pleasant.
Josh had always been handsome. He was always attractive to girls. The man has dark eyes to die for. He always had an excellent body. Being a high school jock only improved that physique.
As I found out later there was another aspects of him that would be wonderful. It was that beautiful and talented ten-inch cock between a set of muscular legs. That dick would put me in Heaven countless of times in the near future!
With the arrival of Josh, my husband seem to have more 'business trips' to take. We got very close over those months. I was his 'date' for different school events and activities. He told me I was the preferred company since he hadn't the time to meet girls.
The 'dates' didn't stop at school activities. So, often Josh and I went out clubbing as a pair. It wasn't long before the group he traveled in was my social life as well. We were accepted as a couple on many occasions. I didn't realize until later my cousin never did anything to discourage that image.
The first time anything happened between us was just after my husband had left on a weeklong 'business trip'. It was mid-week and so Josh and I hadn't any plans to go out.
We settled in on the sofa and started watching a movie together. It was a chilly night, so I had gotten a blanket and covered us both with it. It didn't help the fact all I was wearing was a throng panties and a very loose nightshirt. My big cousin was only in a pair of undershorts. We often dressed like that in front of each other.
I was getting a bit sleepy and put my head innocently on his shoulder. He responded by putting a comforting arm around me. It was late and soon we were lying down while watching the VCR.
Josh was on his back. I was using his magnificent chest as a pillow. A comforting arm remained around me. I, without thinking, started running fingers lightly over the manly firm torso.
He responded by playing with my long hair and caressing my arm. The touches were feeling nice. I could hear his breathing pick up.
I looked up and into a set of dark eyes. They were sparkling. Without a word the invariable occurred when two caring people are alone and close.
My head moved towards him. We gently kissed. Automatically, it turns into a French kiss. Our tongues explore each other's mouths. Our hands roamed the other's body.
"We can't do this!" Josh rejects violently, breaking the kiss.
"Why not?" I yip, feeling somewhat frustrated.
"We're cousins!" He justifies, "Besides, you're married!"
At that moment I realized I had always seen my handsome cousin as more than a relative. The times I had secretly watched him masturbate should have revealed something. Hell! I would go out of my way to seek a peek at that big rod.
I remembered how after seeing that cock explode, I would go to my room and rub my cunny raw! A girl doesn't do that thinking of a man as a taboo relative. I really wanted him for more than a kin. I had secretly wished my handsome cousin between my legs.
"You know my old man," I passionately argue, "He's too busy bangin' some cheap bitch than being with me." I add, with a sarcastic note, "Hell! He's probably screwin' some cunt now!"
"That doesn't change the fact we're cousins!" Josh argues. He then reminds, "Let's not forget that such activity between relatives is strictly forbidden by the tribe!" He quickly insists, "If they found out we could be banished from the family!"
The words were logical but for some reason they didn't seem to be ringing with authority. It was then I apprehended why I thought that. It was where those dark eyes were looking.
My very loose nightshirt had fallen open. My beasts were exposed. Josh was checking my boobs out!
"You like what you see," I teased with a jiggle.
He looks away. I know that it was a trained response. My cousin wouldn't have stop staring if I had said nothing.
"Honey," I point out, moving closer, "You've always been the one man I could trust." Pressing up against a very muscular body I confess, "An' currently you've been the only man I enjoy bein' around all the time."
"But we're cousin," a nervous Josh reminds, "An' anything more than that would be wrong."
"The only thing that would be wrong is not exploring these feelings." With a middle finger playing with an earlobe, I quip, "Besides, I'm sure you're quite experienced when it comes to the fairer sex."
To my surprise, his face turns beet red. My admiration of his skills seemed to embarrass my sexy relative. It made me think that he might not be stud I believed.
Sitting back just a little, I quiz, "What is wrong, baby? Is there something I should know?"
"Well," he slowly confesses, "I haven't been with that many girls, Missy."
This was a surprise to me. I thought my big cousin was a normal high school jock. You know, getting the cheerleader pussy and tossing them away when done. Yet, he seemed to be saying something different.
"I don't' understand, baby," I puzzle, "Why or what keeps you from bein' the normal jock?" I speculate lightly, "You're not gay or somethin' like that!?"
Jerking up like being electrically shocked, he hotly denies, "No! Hell no! That's not it!"
"Then what the hell is it?" I promptly question, "What's keepin' you from bein' with the girls?"
"I don't want to continue this conversation," an uncomfortable Josh evades, "I just don't want to say anything more."
"Please, Josh," I urge, pressing back against him, "Please, tell me what's wrong."
"I don't think it is right for you to know," he says softly. "I really think we should drop this."
Feeling slightly perturbed at my cousin's aloofness, I demand, "Damn it! Tell me what this secret is!" Putting arms around a big neck, I remind, "We've always been able to talk about anything."
"We've never talked about this!" Josh steadfastly refuses, "An' I wish not to now."
"Nonsense!" I, being just as stubborn, refute, "I want to know why you're such'a pussy about women!" I add militantly, "An' I want to know now!"
A pair of dark eyes stared back helplessly. I could see a secret is on the verge of being revealed. It was time to push the issue. The desire to know was just it was is too strong.
"Tell me, Goddamnit!" I huff loudly, "I really want to know now!"
"They just weren't you," Josh admits hurriedly, "I've always thought you were the perfect woman an' they never were you."
