Dear Diary

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Dear Diary,

HAPPY 18TH BIRTHDAY TO ME!

Dear Diary,

I don't know why I wrote that last entry. It's like I had this weird compulsion to announce to the world that I am finally legal...to consent to sex and to vote. Weird, huh?

Dear Diary,

I have to write all of this down despite the risk of somebody finding you and reading what they shouldn't; I will just be very careful that I don't make it too easy for somebody to find you. What happened this weekend was monumental and I don't want to risk forgetting even the smallest detail. Of course it involves a certain cousin whose name has graced your pages countless times since I have had a crush on him for my entire life. I won't put his name in this entry so as not to make it any easier for any nosybodies to figure out who I'm talking about.

Anyway, as you know, he has always flirted back with me a little bit, so he's known that I wish we could be more than cousins. There was a point, I don't remember exactly when, that his flirting seemed a lot less patronizing, like he was just playing games with his little cousin, and became a little bit more like he was seeing me as a desirable woman. Maybe it was after I hit puberty and sprouted these boobs or maybe it was when I was older and a bit more mature and we started having serious, meaningful conversations. In any case, we still weren't seeing each other all that frequently so, when we did, I would just go home and brood and spill my heart into your pages because I didn't think anything could ever happen between us.

Then, not that long ago, we were at a family gathering having a talk that I wished would never end and he lowered his voice and asked for my cell number! Of course I gave it to him and told him that he could call me any time, which he did right away so that I'd have his number, too. He suggested that I not put his name as the contact, though, again to put off any nosybodies if I left my phone lying around. You can't imagine the thrill I felt a few days later when he actually called me! Our conversation was so natural that I felt like I could talk to him forever. I flirted a little more but was careful not to put him off by coming on too strong. I wanted to know what he was doing and what he was wearing and where he was sitting because I only typically saw him when we were dressed nicely and surrounded by family.

He must have gotten the sense that I was interested in seeing him in a more natural, casual environment because he asked me if I might want to come over to his apartment to hang out with him and his roommate sometime! I asked him if I could just move in to get away from the insanity that is my parents' sham of a marriage. He laughed and suggested we try just a weekend first, if I could get away without having to reveal where I was going, before we considered starting a life together. I know he was just kidding but I wonder if he realized then that I would have started a life together with him if he had asked regardless of what anyone else had to say about it. I admit I was a little disappointed when he suggested that I bring along a friend since his roommate would be around but then I realized that he probably figured it would appear a little inappropriate if he invited me to stay the weekend with just him.

I immediately got ahold of my bestie, Shannon, who had heard me pining on and on about my love for my cousin forever, and she was down with whatever we had to do to make that weekend happen. She was totally my wing-girl because she never even asked if his roommate was hot. We got it all planned out as quickly as possible and, though it seemed like a long time when I was waiting for that Friday to arrive, we were on the road to their apartment before I knew it.

When he opened the door to let us in, he looked so hot wearing just jeans and a t-shirt and he gave me a big hug as soon as I was inside. Of course, he gave Shannon a hug, too, but it wasn't as long or as close, which came as a relief. I'd been tempted to dress to kill, with my boobs practically spilling out, to make sure he was aware of what I had to offer, but Shannon had convinced me to tone it down and just go casual in a tight pair of jeans and a top that was snug enough to show off my boobs without having them spilling out. She told me later that she was certain she'd seen him checking out my ass.

So he introduced us to his roommate, Rob, who was pretty cute and I could tell Shannon was relieved, then we were invited to sit down for dinner! They'd cooked for us! We had some really good wine with dinner, but I don't think any of us overdid it, and the food was absolutely wonderful. By the time we were done eating, however, it was clear that Rob and Shannon were hitting it off and my dear cousin was treating me like princess. Of course a cynic might say that he was just trying to get in my pants but, seeing how badly I wanted him in my pants, I interpreted it as him romancing me now that he finally had the freedom to do so.

Regardless, once we'd finished eating, we headed into their living room and I joined him on their recliner. Rob turned on the TV to see if there was something good to watch but I kind of thought that none of us would be paying attention to the TV pretty soon. I definitely wasn't drunk but the alcohol probably gave my courage a boost so, as we were reclined side-by-side, I rolled toward him a little bit and gave him a kiss. Feeling his lips against mine, I was immediately dripping wet, and feeling him responding by kissing me back, I thought I might cum right there. So we kissed a little bit, then we'd watch a little TV, then we'd kiss a little bit more. I wanted to just grab the bulge in the front of his jeans but I didn't want to startle him so I was certainly pleased when I felt his hand on my boob. He caressed it gently through my shirt, paying a little bit of extra attention to my hard nipple and making me feel like I might explode soon, whether due to sexual arousal or just sheer joy.

It was kind of awkward for us being in the same room with Shannon and Rob, but I had to imagine that it was even more awkward for the two of them since they hardly knew each other. I could tell things were progressing with them, but much more slowly than they were for us, so I was thinking about suggesting that we leave them alone. When his tongue entered my mouth for the first time, however, I was in no hurry to stop making out with him to go anywhere. My tongue slipped into his mouth and they writhed around each other as he turned toward me and ran his hand over my ass. I was beyond thrilled to be making out with him but I knew there was even more to come. When we finally separated, it was clear that we were both on the exact same page, because we spoke simultaneously in low voices. I started to say something like "Should we go..." while he said "Would you like to go..." We just smiled at each other without finishing either sentence then he lowered the recliner and we got up.

Rob and Shannon never even acknowledged our departure, whether due to being so into each other or because they didn't want to draw attention to it, I didn't know or care. My love took my hand and led me down the hallway to his bedroom and closed the door once we were inside. Standing in the middle of his room, he took me in his arms and we started to make out again. His hands slipped down from my waist to my ass and, when he pulled me against him, I could feel the bulge in his jeans pressing against me. I just wanted to drop to my knees and suck it but, before I could tear my lips from his to do it, he stopped and asked if he could undress me. I swear I couldn't do anything but nod and smile like an idiot. Luckily, he smiled back then kissed me again as his hands went between us to open my jeans.

My tight top was tucked into my jeans so he unbuttoned and unzipped them before starting to tug at the bottom of my top. I felt his hands on the bare flesh of my waist as he slid it upwards then they paused at my tits as he caressed them through my bra, gently rubbing my hard nipples. I raised my arms so that he could remove my shirt completely and he'd soon tossed it onto the chair behind me. I thought he would just take my bra off next but he kissed me again as his hands caressed my back and waist then he started to kiss my neck, which gave me goosebumps and made my nipples even harder. He kissed along my collarbone then started to drop down, flicking my hard nipples through my bra with his tongue before continuing to kiss over my stomach until he was kneeling in front of me.

He'd kissed his way all the way down to the top of my panties before starting to work my jeans down, his hands running down over my ass as he did. I wasn't sure what to do with my hands, so I was just kind of running them through his hair as I relished the touch of both his hands and his lips. As he slid my jeans down my legs, he kissed my hips then helped me step out of my jeans. He sat back on his heels as he looked up at me after casting my jeans aside and said, I kid you not, "I could sit right here and just stare at you all night." My heart melted and must have run right down to my pussy which I was surprised wasn't spilling over right out of my panties at that point.

I was flattered that he would have been content to stare at me all night, but I was so worked up that I definitely wanted more than that. Fortunately, he soon stood and we made out again as he reached behind me to unfasten my bra. He backed up slightly as he slid it down my arms and my tits were exposed. His attention was fixed on them even as he tossed my bra aside then he brought his hands to them as I leaned my head back and pushed them toward him. He caressed them gently and I soon felt his lips and tongue on my nipples. I couldn't help but moan at that point, and it wasn't just to let him know that I was feeling good; I literally couldn't help it.

His hands soon slid down from my tits to my ass while he continued to lick and suck my hard nipples, but eventually he started to kiss his way down over my stomach again until he was back on his knees. He was still caressing my ass as he stared at my bikini panties before taking the elastic on my hips and starting to slowly slide them down. We are both very blonde, as most of our family is, so I wasn't expecting the reaction to my blonde bush from him that I typically got the first time a guy would see it. I guess I just assumed that his was as blonde as mine so it would not be a novelty to him in any way. I was wrong. I don't know how to describe the noise he made as he moved my panties low enough to expose it, but it started sort of as a gasp that turned into a sort of moan. Whatever it was, it let me know that seeing it was a turn-on for him, which meant a lot to me given how aroused he could get me without even trying.

His gaze never left my pussy even as he helped me step out of my panties but it must have occurred to him that I was completely naked because he eventually looked slowly upward until his eyes met mine. I will never forget exactly what he said to me at that moment but I'm going to write it down anyway because it said so much more than just the words that he spoke. Looking into my eyes, he said, "I can't even tell you how long I've wished for this day, to be where I am and to see what I'm seeing and to do what I am about to do." I think I gasped and my eyes started to brim with tears because it confirmed for me once again that we were absolutely on the same page.

He finally stood and led me over to his bed where he had me sit down on the edge as he knelt again. I honestly had not expected this; I thought we were just going to fuck right away, but I wasn't going to complain. As I spread my legs and he leaned in closer, I thought I might cum just due to his presence but when he ran his tongue up my slit, I actually did cum right away. It was literally like the floodgates just burst open and the anticipation and anxiety turned into waves of pleasure that washed over me and, I think, may have flooded his face as well. I flopped backwards on his bed as my entire body convulsed and I couldn't help but cry out with pleasure and relief. He just kept lapping at my pussy as I came and came and came.

When I finally started to come down from that initial, incredible, beautiful orgasm, I didn't even have the energy to stop him before another one started to immediately build. When he slipped his finger into me and started to lick and suck my clit, I was cumming again just moments later. After that, I lost track as I don't know that I had any blood left going to my head or even above my waist. I don't know if I told him to stop or asked him to or he just did when his tongue got tired, but I have never cum that much with such intensity in my life. Granted, at my age, I'd had more orgasm alone in my bedroom than I'd had courtesy of a male companion but it still seemed pretty unusual to me. I have friends who have never even had an orgasm and here I'd just had about a week's worth in about a ten minute period.

When he finally raised his head and slipped his finger out of me, I couldn't yet sit up so I just watched him as I caught my breath and my head cleared. As he peeled his shirt off, I was motivated to sit up enough so that I could see him from top to bottom. His attention was still on my naked body which, had it been anybody else, might have made me self-conscious; with him, it actually increased my confidence. My attention was riveted as he unbuttoned his jeans and started to push them down simultaneously with his underwear. His rigid pink tool popped out and I think I whimpered, knowing that I would finally feel it in my hand, in my pussy and in my mouth. As he stepped out of his jeans and underwear, his cock bouncing in front of him, he asked if I'd like to be on top and, honestly, I didn't have a preference but I nodded anyway. He got onto the bed and lay on his back in the middle while I got up onto my knees, taking his cock in my fist and pumping it before I straddled him. I had to taste him first, so I licked his balls as I pumped his cock then licked the precum dribbling from the head then wrapped my lips around it and slid them up and down a couple of times. I don't know where he'd grabbed it from, but when I looked up, he handed me an unwrapped condom. As I rolled it down his tool, I saw the wrapper and a couple of other condoms on his nightstand.

Finally ready, and glad that he'd thought about birth control because I was way beyond it even crossing my mind, I knelt upright over his tool and guided it to my pussy. With his head just inside, I lowered myself down and, before I had even fully engulfed him, I was cumming again. My whole body was trembling and I felt like crying and laughing and moaning all at the same time. His hands were on my waist and, once I opened my eyes and looked down at him, he smiled and started moving them up to my tits. I slowly started to move up and down on his cock as he gently caressed my tits and brushed his palms over my hard nipples, making me feel even more tingling in various parts of my body.

I rode him slowly, relishing every second of having his cock sliding in and out of me as well as the feel of his hands on my tits and my ass and the skin that they passed over in between. The longer I fucked him, the harder and faster I fucked him, though I didn't experience any more immediate orgasms. I could feel another big one building, though. Changing my technique slightly, I leaned forward, supporting myself on my hands planted next to his head and putting my swinging tits right in his face. His hands went to my tits while he started licking and sucking my nipples again, pushing me closer to another orgasm, but he also started to push his cock up into me each time I came down on it so that he was penetrating me even deeper. As I got closer and closer to cumming again, his hands gravitated around to my ass, squeezing and caressing while pulling me down as he pushed up into me.

The level of pleasure just kept increasing as I seemed to lose the ability to control the moans that were escaping from me until another super-intense orgasm coursed through my body again. As my body twitched and shook, I couldn't hold myself up and collapsed on top of my new lover as I came. He continued to slowly slide his cock in and out of me until I regained my senses and was able to lift myself up enough to kiss him. When I told him that he totally rocked, he shook his head and replied that WE totally rocked...then he asked me if I wanted to do it doggie-style. I would have done it out the middle of the street in a pile of broken glass if he'd asked but doggie-style sounded hot to me so I climbed off of him but stayed on my knees as he got up onto his.

I might have been self-conscious with my white ass sticking up in the air with the lights still on had I been with somebody else, but I was actually curious to see how he'd react to my ass as I didn't think he'd really had a look at it since I'd been naked. I got the sense that he was pleased with it when his hands ran over my cheeks and I felt his lips kissing and sucking my flesh before his tongue ran up between my cheeks and over my asshole, sending a shiver through me. I felt one hand on the small of my back just before I felt the head of his cock enter my pussy and start to ease inside. His hands both went to my hips and he pulled me backward as his cock slid further inside me and, once his hips were touching my ass, he started to slowly fuck me with the full length of his cock.

As soon as he'd slipped into me again, I'd felt another orgasm immediately beginning to build and it occurred to me that I'd cum a bunch of times and he hadn't cum yet at all. Since we'd just switched positions and I knew I was going to be cumming again momentarily, I didn't say anything but I decided that I was not going to let him cum inside that condom. For whatever reason, I wasn't even concerned that he might cum before I did; I just knew that after this orgasm, I was going to take his cock in my mouth until I was swallowing his load. I reached back between my legs to stroke my clit and hurry my orgasm along, not only to enjoy the pleasure, but also to get his cock in my mouth sooner. As he continued to fuck me, he reached around to fondle my swinging tits.

I was pushing back against his incoming thrusts while massaging my clit and the level of pleasure that I was feeling was building quickly once again. I don't know if it was that my moans were getting louder and longer or if he felt something change in the feel of my pussy, but right before I came, he took me by the hips again and was fucking me good and hard. Of course that only brought my orgasm on faster and my body was soon shaking again as I came. It was another long and intense orgasm but as soon as I'd finished cumming I started to straighten up and move away from him while telling him that I wanted to finish him off with my mouth. He surprised me again by asking if he could eat my pussy at the same time. I told him that would be great but that he'd be on the bottom, so he lay on his back as I maneuvered around, staying on my knees.

I straddled his head and took his cock in my fist after slipping the condom off and tossing it aside, then leaned forward and wrapped my mouth around it as I felt his hands caressing my ass. I heard him moan as my lips slid down his tool and was glad that I was providing him some pleasure after all that he had provided me. I don't claim to be an expert cocksucker but I've never had a complaint so I just focused on doing my best to make him feel good for as long as possible. I had to moan myself, though, when I felt his tongue lapping at my pussy again. As good as it felt, especially when he slipped a finger into me while lapping at my clit, I wanted this to be more about him so I tried to keep my good feelings in the background as I continued sliding my lips up and down his cock. Of course the reality ended up being that he was so good at eating pussy that I could feel another orgasm starting to build almost immediately. I didn't want to hurry my blowjob just so he'd cum before I did again so I just focused as much as I could manage and it all worked out.