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The First Time Best TimeThe First Time Best Timeby theduck1930Disclaimer:!!!WARNING!!!!This file contains sexually explicit material which may include graphic depictions of u******e, nonconsensual and unprotected sex as well as i****t, adultery, sodomy and b********y. It is distributed on a website clearly identified as “For Adults Only”. Possession by a minor is strictly forbidden. If you are not legally empowered to be in possession of such material, do not read it and delete it immediately.This work is copyrighted 2017 to the author. It may be posted to non-commercial “free” sites, or in the “free” area of commercial sites so long as no changes are made to the content and the Author information is retained. Any other use of this work is by written permission of the Author only.Subject: There are things that are taboo such as i****t between family members who have reached the age of consent and do know what they are doing. Even so unwanted pregnancies can and do occur many times within these relationships. But this was not one of those times.I was too young and she was too young but this is about an old guy’s memories. Every family is made up of people young and old and every age in between. The main characters in this story are all 18 years old or older. There are some mentioned as being one years old but only in passing. The story centers around 19 year olds, mentioning only there are normal interactions among younger sibs that one would expect to see upon a school playground perhaps.Story:I had just reached the right age to enter highschool and had reached puberty. The hormones were running rampant and my hand was making my dick sore. I had burned scabs on the glans and I just could not stop masturbating regardless how sore my glans had become. Cumming had become an obsession with me. And so it went until after my 19th birthday. That is when I met my first cousin Zelma who was the same age as I and her hormones had taken off around the same time as mine and those imps were still dictating our behavior. We had just graduated from highschool that year and I landed a job with the Union Pacific Rail Road in the shipping and receiving warehouse unloading and loading boxcars. Zelma was still looking for employment and like her mother finally went to work as a waitress.Zelma was a petite young woman 4′ 3″ tall around 95 lbs. Nice body and cute face and a nice round butt that got my attention. Her breasts were still in n the early stages of development for some unknown reason. They were easily contained in training bras which she did not need. Those puppies were were nothing more than two very small blisters with perky nipples. Dark hair, brown eyes and a smile every time we met each day.We lived in an apartment building my folks had bought and our apartment was on the ground floor and part of it was half a floor higher toward the back. The back half had its own entry into the yard behind and the front half opened onto the street in front. The back half was a complete apartment in itself konya escort with a front-room, diningroom, kitchen and one bedroom and a full bath. At one time it had been a two bedroom apartment.The front half use to be a store of some kind and had to be remodeled into an apartment and was. There was a stairway in the back of this area that led up one-half floor to a bedroom which may have been part of the back apartment as there was a door arch with a curtain mom hung over it instead of installing a door that entered into the front-room of the back apartment.Well this became the bedroom of my brother and I and our step brother occupied with one double bed for the three of us to sleep on. Some how I got the side closest to this doorless doorway. Made for what was to become a very nice arrangement for this horny young man.When Zelma moved in with her mom and two brothers and a sister, she and her sister got the hide-a-bed in the front-room right next to the doorless doorway almost next to me in the bedroom.Well I took note of that right off and maybe she did also. Her mom worked swing-shift in an upscale restaurant across town so that was a plus for us too. She never got home before 2 AM and was one more plus for me.Well I got to talking to her and the rest of my cousins in her part of my family and were all close to the same age running from about 15 to 19 years old so we had lots in common. My siblings were stretched out a lot farther running from 1 to 20 with my stepbrother being the oldest and my brother 1 ½ years younger than I and a ½ sister 17 years younger and a ½ brother was just a 1 year old, then there was Willy who was a foster k** mom had taken in who was also 19. Later on there was one more ½ sister born but at this time there was just the six of us k**s. Adding in four more k**s with Zelma and her two brothers and one sister, we became ten k**s total plus three adults so we filled up the whole area I just described.My Mom was an activity case and would take all of us k**s on outings to places k**s really liked such as Blue Lake Park for swimming and to Oregon City to the Roller Skating Rink and on other neat day trips. That made bonding between all us sibs n cousins easier to attain and we did bond, Zelma and I, in ways that were not part of mom’s plan.Given the sleeping arrangements I could hear the two girls getting ready for bed as they opened the hide-a-bed and get into it. The more I was exposed to the sleeping arrange-ments the hornier I got and the harder I’d jerk my mule around. As I lay there watching the girls undressing and putting on their night gowns through the slit between the two curtains hanging on the doorless doorway. I’d get as nice a view as could be expected that way and the harder my dick got. Zel’s bottom sure looked nice to me and on several occasions I got a good look at her dark pubic hair.It seems girls did not shave their pubes in those days, or at least the girls I knew did not. Of course I was not that familiar with any girl and escort konya the hygienics they practiced anyway.The more I watched the braver and hornier I got. My male hormones became wilder and wilder demanding to be let loose driving my hand harder and faster and my precum dripping just from the anticipation of viewing these two girls as they undressed. My hand would travel down to my cock involuntarily grabbing my cock and jerking it off developing another sore spot before I shot a load into the rag I had on hand for each occasion.Then the day came (or night came) that I was unable to contain myself. I waited for my brother and step-brother to get to sleep and when I was sure they were asleep I snuck out of bed. (Now this was not a prearranged thing that was about to happen either). Walking through the curtain hung doorway I slipped into bed beside my cousin Zelma and snuggled right up to her. She never even flinched and rolled right into me. I was spooning her and one arm around her chest feeling those nubbins of flesh sometimes called tits or would be one day anyway.My dick was stiff as a rail spike poking into her butt and she just wiggled right onto it pushing back making it harder if possible. I shifted some and pulled her shoulder to roll onto her back so I could mount her and she rolled easy, let me tell you, spreading her legs so I could get between them with ease. Somehow I did not need to grab my cock to guide it home as she raised her butt a little and we meshed perfectly and my cock slid right on in like it knew where to go. Gawd the feeling of wet pussy was outstanding. I had never felt anything like it before in my life, it was after all my very first time to relieve my hormonaly excited cock in the way it was suppose to be relieved, in tight wet pussy, no scrapping with a dry hand. Well never having had my cock in a hot wet pussy before there was no way to compare it to any other that might have been tighter or wetter. It fit well and I was feeling all sides of that pussy as I entered. Might be that pussy only stretches enough to accommodate the girth of the penis it is entering and felt tight enough and wet enough to cause just the right amount of lubricated friction and I had such a tingling sensation that I just normally began punching my cock in and out of her pussy. Kind of reflexively and with a charged lust that demanded release. Pre-cum was dripping out of the end of my penis like a waterfall. Zelma’s pussy was dripping wet on entry and getting wetter by the second, wether by her juices or mine or both I will never know. I do know the bed was getting wet and wetter under her butt though.Zelma bucked up to meet my down thrust and dropped back leaving just the head of my dick inside. I followed her butt down as I was not going to be left behind and slammed into her flattening her to the bed.Her sister was just laying there not saying anything, just being an audience. I do not know to this day if she was waiting her turn or not, I was far too engrossed in konya escort bayan what I was enjoying to even give her a thought at the time.As I nailed Zelma to the bed with all the pressure I could muster, she says, “Gawd Don that is so good just keep pressed in like that. I use to have to lay there in bed with mom while she was making the bed move around with her boyfriend and now it is my turn to make the bed bounce. You feel so good in there.” and then she climaxed getting me wet all over my pelvis area and herself as well. Then she says, “Keep moving in and out slowly until you feel you have to blow your load and pull out and let me know. OK?”I answered, “OK, I will.” With that I resumed my thrusting in and out and she was raising and lowering her butt beneath me. Gawd I was in heaven and knew it. The rhythm was perfect, or at least I was happy with it and I think Zel was also. Didn’t take anytime before I was ready to unload and told her I was.Zelma says, “Pull out and lay on the floor on your back.” I did and she was right there on top of me with her pussy right in my face. Next thing I know my cock feels like it is back in her pussy again but I am looking at it and smelling it so what was going on? Gawd about three more thrusts and I blew my load right into her waiting mouth. “My gawd Zelma that was super great. When did you learn about that?”Zelma just smiled and said, “Watching mom in the dim light in her bedroom silly. Her boyfriend loved it too and I think you did also. You do taste good. Ever try licking a pussy?”“Gawd no I never have. Sounds gross to me.”“Well there’s no time like now to find out if you like it or not,” then pressed her hairy box right onto my lips and my nose got really close to her rosebud. I twisted my head away really fast but still got pussy on my face and lips and some into my mouth but not much. I did have a taste and found it was not as gross as I had thought. I kept tasting her as she got up on her knees. She turned around again and stuck a finger into her pussy wetting it some and stuck it into her mouth. Then bent down and kissed me sticking her tongue into my mouth so I got another taste of her pussy.I don’t know but I was getting to like the taste a little. Zelma just smiled and stuck her finger back into her pussy to wet it again and then stuck it into my mouth to suck it clean.What was I to do but suck on it until she pulled it out of my mouth, she was smiling at me and then went down on me again sucking on my cock making it grow and become hard again.Luck would have it I never got her pregnant. We screwed every night for weeks before I blew our relationship. What I did was typical young stud stupidity. I just had to be around her all the time. If she had any kind of house work to do, I was right there with her. Didn’t take a rocket scientist to figure out what was going on between us, and they all moved out the same day Zelma’s mom figured it out. Never saw her again until about eight years latter. By that time I had my own family and she had her’s. Still another ten years later I traveled to Texas to visit her but arrived three years too late. She had passed away.She was my first puppy love that I will remember for as long as I have breath.THE END OF THE BEGINNING

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