They always tell you to save the best for last, yeah right I did one better, not only is this one the best it is the one you have all been waiting for, this is the one where I recap the events of my life which included my younger cousin Amelia, the cousin who I dare say became little more than my sex slave for many a year as we grew up.
Where to start, pfft I do not know, so many choices to choose from, how about I start from the beggining and hope you do not get too bored while I recap events which led up to our first sexual encounter.
Where did we begin, we were very young and we always grew up as close friends more so than cousins, every weekend we would sleep at one or the others house for atleast two days straight. During the time we spent together we were never apart no matter what we were doing, we shared baths and even the bed, we loved each other like two little kids love each other, uncaring to the world around us, only wanted to be together so we could play and have fun until we fell asleep. Don't honestly know how many years that went on for before things kicked up a notch but I can believe it to have been a fair few, I remember it was one night at her house (Never in a million years will I step foot in that house again) when things turned for the better, don't know if it was because at the time we had seen her parents do it or seen them do it on the television but when we were tucked up in bed we were laying so we could face each other and talk when the conversation turned to kissing, of course back then we did not think anything about it and didn't know that kissing family was considered wrong even though back then you kissed members like your mother and father, your grandparents and aunties and uncles but never cousins or sisters. Any time after that when we shared a bed we would kiss, on the lips incase you people are thinking 'Oh so you kissed her on the cheek or in another area a lot lower', it was our bedtime routine, a kiss, sometimes a lot of them, talk for some time then fall asleep together.
When did things move from the only kissing at night while in bed stage to the kiss whenever we could stage, I would hazard a educated guess at it been around the same time my hormones kicked in and I wanted more. It was hard most of the time finding time to kiss but we always did, usually at my grandmas house hidden in a cupboard, the cellar, the garage and even the bathroom. Of course we did it in public more than once, why not though, nobody would of known we were related, could of just been friends who enjoyed each others company and kissed each other to show affection. I believe I was always the instigator, if I wanted something from her she would willingly oblige, no complaints as she is the stay quiet and never cause any hassle sort of person.
From time to time the kissing got a little heated and I would try force myself onto her, of course my hormones had just kicked in and I was constantly horny so the kissing made me always want more although I wasn't sure what "More" was. Had some good kissing sessions, more fun was added when we had sleepovers at my grandmas house and she invited one of her friends, not only did I get to kiss her (In dares of course) but I got to kiss her friends and watch them two kiss, was quite the turn on for me.
Things changed fast when I was informed of a certain thing known as porn, yeah I wish my life had never followed that path but it did, a friend in school told me she watched it whenever she was in the mood and rubbed herself until it felt really good, me been me had to try and that would be the time I got addicted, it felt awkward the first time but it felt that good that I knew I had to have more.
Every kissing session from then on with my cousin became a touch and feel session, a see you naked session .. even the odd watch you strip while I rub my pussy cat until I feel really good session, it never did occur to me at the time to have her do it for me. The first time I did that was different as she had no clue what to expect, I knew what I wanted and knew she would give it to me willingly, I took her into the cellar and it started out with simple kissing like normal but I changed things up, she was hesitant at first when I told her to remove her top, a little wordplay (Pretty much telling her if she didn't want to do anything again I could look for someone else to "Play") and all was golden so to speak, she took off her top and I played with her flat chest. It took a few more times before we moved things on further and got her out of her pants which left her stood naked before my very eyes, a perfect sight for me to rub my little pussy cat to, flat chest and completely bold untouched pussy cat of her own.
My first real fetish came not long after my youngest cousin at the time was born, of course back then I didn't know what a fetish was but still enjoyed it none the less, diapers been the fetish in question. From the moment the thought came to me I knew I had reached a whole new level of fun, I stole diapers from my aunties bag whenever I could and made a stash of them in the cellar (Nobody went down there, was used as bike storage), the first time I managed to grab one I took her into the cellar and made her put it on, back then she was still "In love" with me and would do anything I asked without question no matter how weird, she put it on without question and wore it all day just for me, even after we went back to her house for the night for a "sleepover" she still had it on, I let her take it off in bed knowing by that time it had to have been used more than once throughout the day. Thinking back that could of been the first real night in which we shared a bed when she was half naked in a sense, pyjama bottoms pulled down enough to reveal all and her top up enough to show .. Nothing really but even now she is but a very small A cup.
The second time I managed to grab some diapers from my aunties bag was my all time favourite, not only did I grab one but I managed to grab two, one for her and one for the jealous person who had to see her in it all day and know they wouldn't get to wear one .. Me .. I know I could of taken hers but seeing her in it made me feel all funny inside and I just knew I wanted her in them all the time. I fell in love with them from the exact moment I put it on myself, I knew that I had to wear one more often and I did, whenever she wore one I would join her. I know people probably think 'So you were wearing a diaper all day, tell me you didn't use it", well of course I did and that although sounds awful would actually bring us to my second fetish which will soon be explained. More often than not while in a diaper I would press my body against hers just to feel them pushing against each other, odd I do know but in all fairness if that is the part you pick out as odd then you are quite odd yourself, it was a real turn on and by the time I took it off I was more than ready to rub myself to that very good feeling.
(Still got so much more to add. My second fetish at the time, what happened to our underwear while wearing those diapers, when things moved up another notch to pleasuring each other, add a few friends while alchol is involved, another weird turn on, point blank me using her for my own pleasure whether she wanted to or not. Plus loads in between)
