“Let’s go in the park” said Agnes to me the following morning. By now I forgot she was my cousin and I was totally in love with her..
“Want a fag?-she asked …I think I must have looked like a puppy noting yes in delight misunderstanding the English fag for a fuck
When I was handed a Rothmans cigarette I must have looked so disappointed..
I was dying to try my hand at fucking her but I don’t think that was in her agenda.
We sat in the grass and she lifted up her dress and as usual she left her knickers at home. She was showing me her pussy and she started explaining to me how to suck pussy..i was dying from horniness..
I am sure she wanted her pussy sucked badly and we could not go back to the house as it was morning and her mum had keys.
I guess she planned the lesson as she was ready that in the evening I would get to suck her off.
She took me behind some bushes and we both relieved ourselves by playing with ourselves.
I am sure Agnes perception of incest was penetrative sex and in the evening she was to have all the fun without letting me fuck her.
In the evening we kissed for hours passionately and then did everything else but penetrative sex. She taught me how she wanted her pussy sucked, we tried 69, she taught me how to suck her tits(she liked it soft).
For the next three days we were coming all over the place, in her car, in the house,in the cinema .Sarah her youngest sister would watch us perform at nights and masturbate with us. Rita was always off at her boyfriend.
When the day came to leave, I remember parting was not easy. Agnes was really sad. We continued to write to each other for some months or so but then it died.
When we next met years after we were close as cousins are but we still all pretend that nothing ever happened between us
The end
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