So when I was little like 12. My cousin was about 11. We would play all the time. Her and her sister. Tag. Hide n seek. Alot of fun.
So one night we started to tell ghost stories. And my little cousin started to get spooked. And started snuggling up to me. I didn’t mind. Since I was a little older. This went on for a couple of weekends. But then her hands started wondering down to my d***. I was curious. So I would let her touch it. And she started to get braver. Grabbing my d*** when ever she could after awhile. She wasn’t just going over the pants. She was going under. Grabbing my hard duck with her hand. I knew what we were doing was wrong. But I was curious as well.
So one night. Everybody was asleep. And she was laying beside me. And started playing with me. By then I knew how to masterbate. But she was always. Just grabbing it. So I told her to start moving her hand up and down on my shaft. And she started giving me my first h******. I started to play with her. And we were both having fun at that point. I felt it c******. And it was gonna c** hard. And when I did. Holy cow. I erupted. Like 3 feet into the air. All over both of us. After that tho. I got scared and didn’t wanna push it too far. So we stopped hanging out for awhile.
Years down the road. When we were teenagers. We ended up together, alone. And she started to give me a back rub. Asked me to turn around. And startled me. My d*** got hard right away. She knew tho. Cause she stratled me. And definatly felt it. Right away. She asks me. Wanna tell ghost stories. Again. I chickened out. And high tailed it out.
Now years down the road. Were both grown. And we got talking. And she mentions that. And I apologized. Cause I always did feel bad. But then she says. Me and you gotta hang out one night. Just me and you. And I’ve always kinda thought about it. Cause first h******. I told her that and shes like me too. Now. I just wanna hang out with her. Even tho it’s wrong. I cant stop thinking about it.
