VrillFatNoob24
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I've been meaning to post more of my past experiences with my cousin. This is a situation that happened over 10 years ago, but I'm still going to exclude a few details for privacy reasons.
After a bad argument, my ex had dumped me.
I was crying my eyes out that night and told my cousin about what had happened. I sat on my bed in the darkness of my room with my self loathing. The atmosphere was as heavy as my sadness. My cousin came over, despite my objections, to make sure I was comforted.
In an effort to make me forget about the other woman, at some point she'd stripped off her clothes and had me touch body all over. She exerted herself on me in a way that she'd never do normally.
Normally, my cousin is outwardly a firey woman (that's all the women in my life really) who did what she wanted and damned the consequences. With me, despite me never asking her to, she reigned in most of that. She told me I had a calming effect on her. Whenever we'd have sex prior to my relationship with my ex, she had taken a near submissive role. At most, she very enthusiastically encouraged me to give her everything I had. This time, she didn't ask. She didn't beg. She was determined to claim me back. Whether it was from depression or from the other woman, I did not know and I did not resist.
She kissed my body in the same way that I used to before "putting her to bed", but with a touch of forcefulness. Eventually, my clothes came off and that woman gave me the wettest blowjob up until that point before getting on top of me.
More accurately: she practically impaled herself on my dick.
She moved her hips vigorously and kissed my face in between her sighs of pleasure. Wiping away any tears that I still had on my face.
I was both turned on from her earnest devotion to me and a bit annoyed with how quickly she orgasmed. Letting out a cry that meant she did not care who heard at my house.
I laid down on my back while she kept moving. Cumming again on me, she held me tight. I didn't last much longer from that and told her I was gonna cum, but she kept moving and told me its ok.
I, rather rudely to my regret, pushed her off of me before I released. Not one to be deterred, she made sure she swallowed up everything that I could give. I was expended. She gave me a hug and a kiss before I completely fell asleep.
I woke up again in the middle of the night. Finding her and all mementos of my ex gone. She had texted me that she did it for my own good and to help me get over that ex.
She was right in a way, because with all that stuff I was gonna keep looking them and take a lot longer to move past it all.
It still took me a bit, but with her help, I was able to get past that breakup far more quickly than I would have normally.
After a bad argument, my ex had dumped me.
I was crying my eyes out that night and told my cousin about what had happened. I sat on my bed in the darkness of my room with my self loathing. The atmosphere was as heavy as my sadness. My cousin came over, despite my objections, to make sure I was comforted.
In an effort to make me forget about the other woman, at some point she'd stripped off her clothes and had me touch body all over. She exerted herself on me in a way that she'd never do normally.
Normally, my cousin is outwardly a firey woman (that's all the women in my life really) who did what she wanted and damned the consequences. With me, despite me never asking her to, she reigned in most of that. She told me I had a calming effect on her. Whenever we'd have sex prior to my relationship with my ex, she had taken a near submissive role. At most, she very enthusiastically encouraged me to give her everything I had. This time, she didn't ask. She didn't beg. She was determined to claim me back. Whether it was from depression or from the other woman, I did not know and I did not resist.
She kissed my body in the same way that I used to before "putting her to bed", but with a touch of forcefulness. Eventually, my clothes came off and that woman gave me the wettest blowjob up until that point before getting on top of me.
More accurately: she practically impaled herself on my dick.
She moved her hips vigorously and kissed my face in between her sighs of pleasure. Wiping away any tears that I still had on my face.
I was both turned on from her earnest devotion to me and a bit annoyed with how quickly she orgasmed. Letting out a cry that meant she did not care who heard at my house.
I laid down on my back while she kept moving. Cumming again on me, she held me tight. I didn't last much longer from that and told her I was gonna cum, but she kept moving and told me its ok.
I, rather rudely to my regret, pushed her off of me before I released. Not one to be deterred, she made sure she swallowed up everything that I could give. I was expended. She gave me a hug and a kiss before I completely fell asleep.
I woke up again in the middle of the night. Finding her and all mementos of my ex gone. She had texted me that she did it for my own good and to help me get over that ex.
She was right in a way, because with all that stuff I was gonna keep looking them and take a lot longer to move past it all.
It still took me a bit, but with her help, I was able to get past that breakup far more quickly than I would have normally.
