When I was 16 we drove down to visit family in the city. We stayed at my aunt’s house and my second cousin was visiting too. She’s two years older than me and I haven’t seen her since we were little. I remember how it started, we were playing my xbox and talking. Some way she mentioned she got a n***** piercing. I told her I wanted mine done and if it hurt. Then somehow she agreed to show me and pulled up her shirt to show her maybe C cup t*** with one being pierced. I got turned on but played it cool. We soon found ourselves having some s***** charged looks and energy. Later we went on a walk down the street to a park just the two of us. There was a tunnel thing and I made my move by pressing her against the wall and feeling her up a bit kissing her neck. I think she got a bit too into it and scared because she seemed to like it but pushed me away anyway. It didn’t make things any awkward though. We kept walking and talking. Eventually later that night we again found ourselves alone in the living room while everyone else was in bed. We were lying on the floor under a blanket and began to touch each other. It was my first time ever being touched. I remember my c*** was so hard and her p**** was also incredibly soaking wet. I remember it felt so alien to me putting my fingers in her wet p****. I also remember her asking if it was my first time and if I liked how wet she was, I said yes and yes. Then she touched herself and spread what seemed like so much of her juices onto my c*** stroking it. She said she wasn’t going to have s** with me though and I replied that I already decided I wasn’t going to either being that we’re cousins and I wanted to hold onto my virginity as well. Still her hands and body felt so good. I fingerd and fondled her for maybe 10 minutes while she stroked me. We didn’t get to finish as my dad noisily came out to use the bathroom and we had to suddenly stop then just went to bed after that. Over the next two days of my visit we fooled around a bit and I got to touch her soaking wet p**** a couple more times in the backseat while my parents drove us around. By the end of our visit we felt very close but all together stopped and just went back to normal. We never never talked about it since and I’ve never told anyone else. True Story
