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By Sailor (wahoo547@aol.com)


This experience happened many years ago. It is a tale now more easily told since the events of Thanksgiving two years ago when I attended the funeral of Ben, my cousin's husband. He had been a good husband and father to a great son David who was named after me. Ben had actually been much older than Jo, almost a father figure to her. Jo was only 54 now and a widow. Ben died at the age of 75 while riding fence line in the snow on their ranch in Montana.

For the past three decades, Jo and I have always been close (sort of kissing cousins, no more). But, there was a brief time when we were much closer than the family ever knew. I have always been their son David's favorite Uncle (named after me).

Thirty years ago I attended a conference in LA. I looked forward to seeing a portion of my family I had not seen for over a decade when my uncle took his wife and daughters west on a job promotion. I was 28 years old and happily married now and really looking forward to seeing this arm of the family again. As I exited the plane at LAX I immediately saw my Uncle and my cousin waiting for me at the end of the jet-way.

My Uncle looked like the same burly guy who had always been my pal when I was a teenager. The vision of beauty standing next to him however looked nothing like the scrawny pain-in-the-ass cousin who I had last seen when she was 13. The family pictures sent back and forth over the years obviously never did justice to Jo in the flesh.

Jo was now 24 and had, as the saying goes, filled out nicely. My Uncle and I embraced in a bear hug and so did Jo and I. Jo looked just like her Mom, my Aunt Ruth, extremely curvaceous. At 5' 4" with what I later learned to be a 36 DD bust, she felt rather nice pressed against my chest. We left the airport, my cousin and I arm in arm, chatting incessantly. Jo was a schoolteacher and had married, and a year later divorced, a guy she met in college.

He, it turned out, was a drunk and abusive to Jo. It was a good move to end that marriage before any kids got into the picture. Jo moved back in with her parents to get life straightened out. She was dating a guy much older than she but I didn't get to meet him during this trip. Apparently Jo was dedicating her time to me while I was there!

The plan was for me to stay at my Aunt and Uncle's home in Whittier instead of the conference hotel in downtown LA while they went to Las Vegas. Jo would show me the town while I was not occupied with conference activities and I would take her to a banquet and dance at the end of the conference. We kidded about cousins going on a "date." I had the opportunity to finally get to know and really enjoy the company of my cousin as a grown woman not the annoying little kid who, along with my sister, would tease me and get me in trouble with my parents when I would retaliated.

I had to keep suppressing those incestuous thoughts of how good Jo looked, concentrating on the conversations and the places Jo took me too instead. It dawned on me however that her clothing was becoming more revealing as we spent time together and she often would choose to walk arm in arm with her breasts pressed against me and moving so nicely. We had the house to ourselves and seeing Jo braless in casual garb was rather erotic and forbidden fruit so to speak on several scores.

At one point I swore she was trying to flirt with me when we were getting dressed to go to a jazz bar. Jo came into the living room with a very form fitting skirt and just a bra on. It was lacy white with the top half of each cup a sort of a see-through mesh revealing the upper portion of those beautiful full breasts and part of both nipples. Four clasps held it together in the back.

Jo asked me "David, I need an honest opinion; do you think my breasts are too large?"

I kept my composure, surprisingly, and said I think they are perfect! Jo smiled and leaned over and wiggled them back and forth in front of me. I'm glad you approve, then bounced out of the room.

A trip to Huntington Beach was almost my undoing. Jo wore a bikini that did almost nothing to hide that magnificent figure. We walked the beach and talked endlessly discussing where our lives had taken us since last we had seen each other. All of a sudden Jo just began to run ahead and then dove into the waves. All I could see was that cute ass wiggling and her boobs bouncing almost to the point of popping out of the bikini bra.

I ran after her and also dove into the water. Wow, was that cold. We frolicked and splashed and she attempted to duck me under the water. The chilly water had the effect of distending her nipples and puckering the aerola of each breast. I was finally acclimating to the water temperature and my dick, which had shriveled to almost nothing, was now again doing a bit of distending.

Feeling her brushing against me as we played in the water exacerbated this situation considerably, until I had a full and very obvious erection. In fact, when I looked down in knee-deep water, the head of my cock was showing at the waistband of my swim trunks. Jo was looking and I was quite embarrassed. Jo began to laugh. Then said "Awww, that's nice, very nice!"

She came over to me put her arms around my neck and hugged me. I don't know why I did what I did next but I pulled her tight and kissed her full mouth. We stayed locked in that kiss, standing in the water, for several seconds until I pulled away saying "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have done that."

Jo looked sheepishly at me and said "I am very glad you did! It felt wonderful."

We left the water holding hands and went to our beach blanket. We began to chat but much more personally now. Jo explained that she enjoyed teasing me these past few days and delighted in my reactions to her. She told me that as a young girl she had always fantasized about her big cousin. What was most revealing was the fact that she related that she would have bedded me even then, if I had shown any interest. I learned that this cousin of mine had actually been sexually active since the age of 13, one year before she moved to California.

I confessed to being amazingly attracted to her ever since I got off the plane and thinking in ways that I shouldn't, especially as a married man. Jo spoke softly now and looked me straight in the eyes. "I want you David. I know you're married. I haven't been with a man for over six months. I want to be with you if you'll have me." My erection, which had thankfully subsided, was again raging and was now giving me away. Jo placed her finger on my crotch and began to run a finger the length of my throbbing cock outlining its shape through the bathing suit. "Is that a yes?" she said.

I could barely speak I so desperately wanted her. I stammered yes then looked at my watch. Yikes! We have to get ready for the dinner banquet, we're sitting with my boss and his wife! The time had flown and we had to rush home, shower, change, and drive to downtown LA within two hours. We made it to the house in twenty minutes and I jumped in the shower. I knew what would happen next.

Jo soon entered the bathroom opened the shower door and joined me. We embraced, her beautiful curves pressed into me warm and naked, my temples were pounding. Jo reached down and held my now thickening cock in her hand and slowly began to stroke me. The sensations were magnificent and my cock was aching from the stimulation. My hands caressed the sides of her breasts, massaging and squeezing. I squeezed her nipples as we kissed open mouthed, our tongues probing. Passion was overcoming us.

With the water splashing on my chest, Jo took my cock in both hands and slowly moved down, her tongue tickling my chest, nipples and belly button as she got on her knees. There, in the shower, I was the recipient of the greatest blowjob of my life.

I could only moan in pleasure as Jo slowly began to suck my cock into her mouth. My hands were on her head as I began to thrust in and out of her mouth to the rhythm she had started. I could feel the welling and knew I would cum very quickly and I so informed Jo. Jo paused and still stroking me looked at me erotically and said "That is what I hope you will do dear cousin."

With one hand cupping my balls and the other at the base of my shaft Jo began long deep strokes taking me deep in her throat. My groaning was quite audible! I soon felt my cock throbbing then an explosive spasm as I ejaculated powerfully. Jo sucked and stroked as I squirted five or six burst of warm cum that never spilled. Jo swallowed each and kept sucking until I was completely spent. "Dear cousin that was only a preamble, I expect reciprocity, now let me get ready." Jo kissed me and pushed me out of the shower. I stumbled from the bathroom on wobbly legs and Jo bathed quickly.

The drive to the hotel and the dinner was a blur, small talk, another course, more small talk. All I wanted to do was fuck Jo. Jo aided this cause considerably by placing her hand, under the table on the inside of my thigh and rubbing during most of the dinner. When we danced slow dances, Jo delighted in rubbing her thigh and hip into my groin and now constantly erect cock. Jo also delighted in talking dirty in my ear as we danced saying: "My panties are soaked," and "I want your cock deep inside of me cousin."

The drive home was another blur. We stripped as we went through the door and up the stairs to the bedroom Jo and I stood embracing by the foot of the bed naked. Jo pulled me down on top of her and simple said "I want you to fuck me over and over David." A request most eagerly complied with. Jo pulled her legs up opening herself to me. I took my cock and began rubbing the length of her opening. She was soaked and her labia were swollen.

"I just need you in me cousin, now." Jo lifted her hips as I leaned into her. Jo gasped as the head of my cock slid between her swollen lips. I moved in and out gathering her sweet lubricant and penetrating deeper with each thrust until I was completely buried inside of her, the head of my cock pressing against her cervix and my balls against her ass. We just held still, me deep in her womb and stared lovingly into each other's eyes.

Her warmth was incredible, her entire body flushed in passion and we kissed deeply. My entire being was completely focused on the union of our bodies. I raised myself up and looked down upon this beautiful woman, my arms straight at Jo's sides. Her breasts leaned outward against my arms as my hips began to slowly move in powerful elongated thrusts. Jo matched my movements. Her breasts were large yet firm and the nipples distend as before on the beach when we were in chilly water. The dark purple areola was puckered on each breast.

I leaned down maintaining the tempo of my thrusts and suckled first one then the other breast. We now fucked much faster. Jo was now moaning with each thrust of my cock, oh, oh, oh. Her breasts were bouncing reflecting the rhythm of our movements. The intensity of our passion was amazing. Jo kept saying "make me cum, make me cum.

I could feel that wonderful tingle in my groin that precedes my climax and wanting to hold this magnificent women as she orgasmed with me still rigid inside of her I slowed my thrusting. Jo instinctively began grinding her clitoris against the base of my shaft with every full penetration of my cock. I responded by arcing up into her with each penetration. Her breathing was coming in short gasps, then panting.

Jo wrapped her legs around my ass and began pumping. She began a low almost guttural snarl. "Oh David I'm cumming, ohhhhhhh!"

I could feel her amazingly hot pussy contracting in spasms and her own ejaculate juices soaking my shaft. I instinctively began to again thrust at a most rapid pace. Jo was lifting her hips off the bed now opening herself for maximum penetration from my rapid thrusting. All I could think of was shooting cum into Jo.

I felt my temples pounding and my balls welling to release. Jo could sense this too and, to insure I did not do something stupid in her mind like withdraw and shoot my load on her belly, she said "Its alright, I want you to cum in me David. Shoot your sperm deep inside of me, cum in me now." My movements became slow deep thrusts. Jo quivering as we again stared into each other's eyes at that moment before release.

Jo cried out as I, in one last thrust, buried my cock deep inside and launched a torrent of cum. I held tight inside of her as the head of my cock pressed against her cervix delivering squirt after squirt of semen deep in her womb. I could feel Jo's pussy muscles constricting almost sucking on my shaft. I had never experience such a powerful release or such a sexually aroused and insatiable woman.

We kissed passionately as my cock continued to throb then slowly became flaccid. We lay in each other's arms for a while with my soft cock still inside of her, kissing and fondling. Jo kept her groin pressed into mine, so that I would not slip out. Soon the inevitable happen and I began to grow inside of Jo. Jo began to rhythmically constrict her pussy muscles around my shaft and soon we were humping at a furious rate again.

We fucked for quite a while this second time utilizing several positions, me on top, then Jo on top ridding me, and finally me doggying her when I again shot copious amounts of cum deep in her womb.

We spent the rest of the weekend in and out of bed. We made love, we screwed, we fucked almost constantly and at least a dozen more times I filled her pussy with my ejaculate. I enjoyed the wonderful sensations of Jo, in orgasm, splashing my face with her love juices as my tongue suckled her clitoris.

Jo, seeing me seemingly spent and exhausted, always wanted more. She would suckle me like a lollipop and I would soon respond. As soon as I was stiff enough, Jo would then simply straddle me, slide down on my increasingly rigid cock and rock back and forth grinding herself into orgasm with me soon responding in kind with my own orgasmic release.

An unforgettable weekend of erotic lovemaking was had and we both knew it would never again be duplicated. I flew home and endured my guilt never revealing to my wonderful wife what had happened, that was the best way to put it behind me and move on with life.

About two months later I received a call from my Aunt that Jo had snuck off and married Ben and that Jo was pregnant, wasn't that wonderful. Later that same day Jo called me and said simply "thank you cousin." == I thanked her in response but didn't understand what she was thanking me for. I congratulated her on her wedding but noted that I would have liked to have been there. Jo said "nobody was there. It was a small chapel wedding in Montana and Ben's brother, a minister, had performed the ceremony. The family would gather for a wedding celebration next month and I and my wife had better be there!"

"Wouldn't miss it," I said. I then said "Jo while we will probably never see each other again like we did that special weekend, you were the greatest lover I ever had or would likely have."

Jo simply said "I know," but added "the thank you is for the baby I carry, it is yours dearest cousin and that is exactly what I wanted, I hope you are not angry. I think you actually impregnated me the very first time. I will always love you David!"

I was stunned and for the longest while could say nothing but inwardly I felt good about Jo having my child. I finally responded "Jo I too will always love you." We were both crying.

The past three decades have been a good life filled with ups and downs and many blessings; one of those blessings was a special nephew, David. There have been many family events and much time spent with Ben and Jo and I developed a strong bond with my nephew David. My wife as it turned out was unable to have children. We had a happy loving life together until a drunk driver made me a widower at the age of 56.

That was four years ago. I am sitting by the fire and snow is falling outside as I write this. Life is funny and mostly good. More than thirty years have passed since that conference. I will be riding the fence line today and it will be good to hear the crunch of snow under the horse's hooves. Jo and I have been living together here in Montana now for almost two years. At first we were worried about what the family would think. We are cousins after all, but all is well.

Her son, my nephew, David visits with his family often and he likes the fact that his widowed mom and his favorite uncle live together. David says I am just another grandfather to his boys.

By the way, I don't know of any other couples our age that make love at least once a day.