Fucked By My Cousin Brett

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Fucked By My Cousin Brett“Mmmm, who is that?” Samantha asked, jumping out of the car.“Who?” I asked, crawling out of the car, still half asleep from the ride. It was late June, almost two months since my sixteenth birthday, and like every summer my family and I were taking our trip up to Michigan to visit family and camp out for a weekend on a lake. This year though I was able to bring a friend, so my best friend Sam came with us.“That guy over there, trying to put the tent together,” Sam said, pointing towards the water.“Oh that’s just my cousin Brett, why?” I said, stretching as I got out of the car.“Because he’s hot, that’s why. You never told me you had such a great looking cousin,” Sam said before jogging towards him, her perfect 32C’s, and ass bouncing up and down the whole way.“Hmmm, I sure hope I have tits like those someday, and that ass… mmm… I love her ass,” I thought, looking down at my perky 30B’s, before I joined the rest of my family.We went through the usual “my, haven’t you grown” stuff you hear every time you see family you haven’t seen in a while. We got all the tents put up, and all the sleeping arrangements situated. I was going to sleep with Sam in a tent, my parents in another, my uncle and aunt in their own, and my cousin in his own.I was sitting next to Sam as we were all around the campfire. She would just not stop talking about Brett, and how he was so hot. I’ll be honest though, I was starting to see it, as I just kept staring at him only to look away when he looked at me. He was twenty-one, 6’4”, had dark brown hair, green eyes, and was muscular, due to playing football. Definitely the type of guy I usually go for.“Come on, Jordan, you’re telling me you don’t think Brett’s hot?” Sam asked, already knowing the answer.“Well, I never said that I don’t think he’s hot, it’s just that he’s my cousin, and I shouldn’t be thinking about him that,” I whispered back.“But didn’t you said that you guys weren’t that close, so it shouldn’t be that weird. You want to fuck him canlı kaçak iddaa don’t you?” Sam whispered with a smirk.“What? No, well yes while it’s true we’re not close, hell we’ve barely talked, but I’m not going to sit here and talk about having sex with my cousin. I’m getting pretty tired, so I’m going to go bed,” I said as I got up and made my way over to the tent.When I got there I slipped out of my clothes and and put on a pink t-shirt and a black thong. But I didn’t leave everybody because I was tired, I left because I was getting turned on by the thought of getting fucked by my cousin.I climbed into my tent, lay on my back and began rubbing my pussy through my panties with one hand while I squeezed my tits with the other. I tried to stay as quiet as possible so I wouldn’t attract any attention. I began fingering my pussy, moaning Brett’s name while I imagined it was his cock fucking me.Well I must have made some noise as I heard footsteps coming this way. I quickly covered up and just lay there. It was just Sam, and she too was coming to the tent to go to sleep, as everyone else was as well.“I heard what you were doing in here,” she said, climbing in the tent.“What are you talking about?” I asked blushing.“You were fantasizing about fucking Brett, I heard you moan his name,” Sam said as she zipped up the tent.“I, uhh, he’s just so damn hot, Sam. If it weren’t for us being cousins I’d have already made a move.”“You said it yourself, you guys aren’t close, you hardly know each other. Hell I might have to sneak into his tent and have him all to myself,” she said sitting up.“No you can’t do that, you’re way too loud during sex, you’ll wake up everybody,” I said, pulling her back down.“Yeah you’re right, plus I am pretty tired, see you in the morning,” Sam said laying down.I was also tired but I just couldn’t get my mind off of Brett. After about fifteen minutes I couldn’t resist any more, so I put my shoes on, unzipped the tent, got out, and made my way towards Brett’s tent about canlı kaçak bahis twenty feet away. I got there, unzipped his tent, and crawled in as carefully as possible, not wanting to wake him.There Brett was, lying on his back, a blanket covering up to his chest. I pulled the blanket away slowly. Luckily for me all he was wearing was a pair of boxers. I pulled them down slightly, just enough to reveal his limp cock. I grabbed it in my right hand and slowly started stroking is cock as it began to grow. I wrapped my mouth around his semi-erect cock and slowly bobbed my head up and down until it became fully erect. It was then when I began to realize just how big it was, as it was at least 8 inches long. Well it turns out Brett was not a very deep sleeper as he woke up, and quickly grabbed both of my wrists and held them tight.“Jordan? Is that you? What the hell are you doing in here?” Brett said, still in a daze.“I c-can explain Brett, I was uhh-” I stammered before getting cut off.“Oh I see,” Brett said, looking down at his still hard cock. “My little cousin needs a cock. Well, she’s about to have one,” he said letting me go. “In about five minutes meet me in the woods about 150 yards that way,” he demanded, as he pointed to the right. With that he crawled out of the tent and took off walking.After about five minutes I got ready to go meet Brett in the woods.“I won’t be needing these,” I said, pulling my panties off and throwing them in the tent. I began walking to where Brett told me to go. It seemed like I walked a lot further than 150 yards when I saw a large stump in the middle of a small clearing. I made my way to it when out of nowhere I was pushed onto the stump, hands first, and my bare ass in the air.“Mmmm, my slutty little cousin isn’t wearing any panties,” Brett said, grabbing my ass. “And you’re already wet, I can tell you really want this,” he said rubbing my pussy lips with his cock. With that he thrust his cock deep into my soaking wet pussy.“Damn, Jordan, I didn’t bahis siteleri canlı expect a slut like you to be this tight,” Brett said, ramming the hell out of my pussy. I could only muster a few grunts and moans as waves of pleasure rushed through me. He fucked me like this for about three minutes before he pulled out.“W-what’s the matter?” I gasped, out of breath from the merciless pounding I was receiving.“Oh I was just about to cum, but I want to hold this load in as long as possible.” He shoved his cock back in and picked up right where he left off. It didn’t take long before I was on the verge of a monstrous orgasm.“Oh fuck!” I gasped. “I’m cumming!” I screamed while getting rocked by a massive orgasm. I collapsed onto the log, as Brett kept pounding away. After about ten more minutes of getting fucked and getting rocked by several orgasms, Brett pulled out yet again.“Okay, slut, this is my last time pulling out, where do you want my hot load, slut?” Brett said.“My face,” was all I said, trying to save my breath.“Okay, we’ll see,” Brett said, shoving his cock back into me. It wasn’t long before Brett was about to blow his load. “You ready for your womb to be filled, slut? Brett asked picking up speed.“Wait… what? I said my face,” I said, hoping he was just k**ding.“It’s too late,” Brett said as I felt his cock begin to twitch.“But I’m not on the pil-” was all I got out before Brett thrust his cock right into my cervix as he flooded my womb with his warm cum. That was painful as he hit it with such force.“Ohhhh fuck! Jordan, you are one great fuck,” Brett said as he kept his cock in there for a few minutes, keeping his cum trapped inside me.“I wanted it on my face,” I gasped, completely worn out.“You can’t pass up a chance to fill a young slut’s pussy full of cum,” Brett said, pulling his cock out with a pop. Some of his cum ran out of my pussy and down my leg. “Now, clean me off” he said, moving near my face. I complied, sucked his cock clean and just lay there. “I expect you to be out here the same time tomorrow night my little slutty cousin,” he said, walking back towards the tents.I lay there for another ten minutes before I had regained my strength. “This is going to be one fun weekend,” I thought walking back to the tents.

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