1. Cousin Josh


    Date: 8/10/2015, Categories: Fiction, Blowjob, Consensual Sex, Cum Swallowing, Erotica, First Time, Incest, Oral Sex, Romance, Teen Male/Teen Female, Author: icefrodo, Rating: 93.2, Source: sexstories.com

    occurred now. Sigh, what a stupid bitch. While our parents sat at the coffee table we headed straight upstairs to my room, where Josh had slept after my sister had moved out 5 years ago. Before that, whenever Josh was visiting, I had slept with him in the guest bedroom, where we had two separate beds. Mom had at some point suggested we change our sleeping arrangements, arguing that ''We were of that age already,'' but the idea of sleeping separately was alien to us. Spending our nights together in the same room had become somehow odd, I have to say. In the past we had used to shower together and just be casually naked for no good reason, and we had had a playing doctor phase as well when we were little, but now we retained a certain modesty in everything we did. No more touching, testing or nudity. Now there was a secretive side to going to sleep, where we surreptitiously changed clothes in another room and stole glances at each other's half-nakedness. I wasn't completely stupid and naive, so I had on a few mornings noticed a huge bulge in Josh's boxers, his morning wood. A number of times I had also caught him staring at my nightgown-covered boobs, whose nipples always seemed to want to poke through the thin fabric, as if they had a mind of their own and wanted to tease my cousin. Stuff like this did seem a bit weird nowadays, but not WRONG, though I felt that it probably should've: Josh was family after all. If anything, thoughts of this nature were curiously exciting. ...
    Josh tossed his bag in the corner and vaulted on the lower bunk bed he'd sleep on. I absolutely loved my beds and my room, especially now that I no longer had to share it with my sister. Entering my room you would have the the bunk beds on the right, which were built in with a wardrobe and the whole thing was in a niche in the wall, which created an illusion of space in a room that was, in reality, very small. A sheer curtain, when closed, excluded the beds from the rest of the room and made sleeping feel quite private, especially in the upper bed where I slept. At the end of my room I had my make-up table and a soft fuzzy blue cubic chair. The walls and the ceramic flooring were grey, and along with a soft blue carpet and blue linens it all composed a very comfy space. I sat next to Josh's feet and gave him an interrogative look. ''Well?'' I began. ''What is it?'' He just grunted. I heard the voices of our parents downstairs and a lone bird sang outside, but despite its careless chirping I worried for Josh. ''We broke up,'' he said after a long silence. ''Or I did,'' he continued. ''I just couldn't do it anymore.'' ''Damn,'' I blurted. ''That sucks.'' He continued without further encouragement, ''It's better this way. I mean, I'm sad, sure, but... it's better this way.'' Despite his hopeful words he looked miserable. It hurt me to see him sad. After another period of silence I just nodded, realizing it wasn't words he needed now. I spun on top of him and in his lap, hugging him ...
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