One night, about four years ago, we sat on the couch in my living room. We were surrounded by our family members. My head rested in your lap, as we watched the TV. I raised my head slightly to pull my hair up, off my neck. As I pulled my ponytail tight, my hand brushed yours. You held it fast. I snaked my hands behind my head nonchalantly. This hand holding soon progressed as you became aroused from the feeling of my hand on your long, thick member.
Not even caring about the how taboo it supposedly is to perform any type of sexual acts with your cousin, I began to stroke you through your jeans. Getting you harder and harder. Just when I could tell you needed release, I stopped. You grunted as I pulled hands away. I stood up and walked to my room. Taking my hint, you followed, discreetly.
Once inside my room, you closed and locked the door. At once we were tangled in each others arms, locked in a deep, passionate kiss and blindly stumbling towards the bed. We collapsed upon it and I reached for the pull chain on lamp, resting on my beside table. I flicked it off and we were engulfed in darkness. Your lips left mine as you flicked the light back on. You smiled. Then as a sign of compromise, I threw a handkerchief over the shade to allow a dim light to shine through.
Then I pulled you lips back to min. I could feel your lips begin to move towards my ear, while your hands started to slowly unbutton my shirt. My breathing became shallow. When you reached the last button, you took you lips from my neck and placed them on my stomach. As you pulled my shirt off entirely. Then you lifted yourself from the bed and pulled your shirt over your head revealing, perfectly defined arms, pectorals, and abdominals.
Then you rushed back in with your lips instantly on mine, your tongue pushing itself into my mouth. I sucked it for a second, then pushed you off me. I ran my hands from your chest to the waistline of your jeans. I unbuttoned them, and leaned my head forward. I grasped the zipper with my teeth and pulled it slowly down. My eyes were locked on yours as I gently tugged your pants to the floor. Your semi-flaccid cock was poking through the slit in your boxers. My hands reached up and with one swift motion, I pulled your boxers to your ankles, revealing the prize within. Your cock sprang up in greeting and began to ooze pre-cum. You reached behind my back and unsnapped my bra, releasing my breasts. My nipples instantly hardened with the coolness of the room. You stepped completely out of your pants as you unbuttoned mine. Pulling my jeans and underwear to my ankles you locked your lips with mine once more.
