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COUSINS IN LOVE - Part 5
This story is a biography, based on fact with interwoven fiction. It now spans a period of about 18 years. I have used some story embellishment to hopefully make it more readable and interesting. . A reader can likely work out which part is fact and which is fiction. Comments welcome.
THE DAY AFTER
I was awake early the next morning. My thoughts wandered.
Firstly, to the undertaking I had given to my Uncle, ‘to look after Lucy’, and then to today’s ceremony, ‘to have and to hold, from this day forward’.
By allowing me to enter the most sacred part of her body Lucy had given herself to me completely. In a way, we had been together for 18 years all ready. Now, I had sole responsibility for her for the rest of our lives. I saw this as an easy job. It was fun to be with Lucy……… there was never a dull moment.
I had never really thought that saying a few words at a marriage ceremony would have any effect on me, but it had. It confirmed our commitment to each other – a partnership based on love and caring.
There were many occasions over the years, and especially since we had started college, when I could have put pressure on Lucy to have intercourse. I am sure she would have done so. But, I was just so much in love with her that I could not break her trust in me. If I had, our relationship would have changed, no doubt. What might have followed, I did not know. But I knew that any risk was too high. I remembered a saying I once read: ‘True love can transcend anything!’
I felt the Lucy was very much aware of what she was asking. Not only of me, but of herself. She knew that once we were on the path to marriage abstinence was going to be difficult. Thus, she had made a small change to our sex play.
Lucy had previously ruled out oral sex. As a Biology student she was well aware of the importance of hygiene. She explained how the mouth was full of bacteria.
She had said “why have the rest when you can have the best?” However, her breasts were ruled in.
Now, we were on a new path.
Looking at Lucy, I could see she was still sleeping like a baby. I started to think of the pleasure of our first real sex together last night. It was not long before I felt my dick going hard.
I had always let Lucy be the initiator of our sex play, although I had to admit I did hint occasionally. Was now the appropriate time for me to be an equal partner in this?
NEED FOR MORE
Lucy was stirring - I would ask for more sex this morning……. . the way I felt ……I would say - right now! I put my hand on hers and she lightly squeezed. I knew she was awake enough………so I whispered in her ear asking whether it would be ok to have sex again - right now!
I was watching her face, when I saw a tear from each eye run down her cheek………have I upset her?
She rolled to face me, put her arm around me, pulled herself as close as possible, gave me a passionate kiss and said “yes…. . yes…. yes…. .
The tears were tears of joy. She had wanted me to ask her! To her, my asking confirmed that we were now going forward as life partners.
Feeling my anxiety poking into her, Lucy asked whether I remembered what she had told me in the shower the previous night, when she had produced a bottle of soap with the words ‘antibacterial’ on it. She reminded me of the importance of hygiene. My dick had to be perfectly clean before it went into her. Being circumcised was not an excuse – it only made it easier to clean.
She did not want to get ‘women’s troubles’.
She said I needed to go to the bathroom and give my dick a wash with the special soap before I could put it in again. I jumped out of bed indicating I would be back in a flash, to which she replied “do it properly………. if I cannot rely on you, I will have to come and do it for you!”
With all the playing around washing my dick it became even harder. I jumped back into bed. Lucy did the squeeze test on my dick, saying “beautiful” then looking all around it…. . “it will have to do” then propped her legs ready.
I remembered her instructions. Lucy just lay back waiting. She was letting me be in charge this time. When the head of my dick touched her slit she did help by guiding it in. I knew to adjust my position so that my dick was firm against her spot and pubics as it was sliding in. If anything, it seemed to slip in even easier than before. Sliding in and out soon brought on the familiar feeling which was magnified by Lucy’s hands feeling my back. I could feel the light pressure of her fingers push harder as the speed of my sliding increased.
I held off for as long as I could, but pressure from Lucy’s hand increased, signaling to me she was in orgasm. As I slid completely in to her, and our pubics touched, I just exploded. We were definitely ‘in sync’.
With a slight juggling of our feet we rolled on our sides, our pubics still touching, as before. Not a word was said. We just savored the pleasure of our joined bodies, held together by my dick, before falling off to sleep.
On waking, and a quick look at the clock, it was obvious that we had skipped breakfast.
Lucy said she had told her mother she would phone today.
Listening to one end of the conversation I heard Lucy saying:
“Yes, I was a little tired after a big day, but I could not wait………. . nor could Jimmy”.
“Yes, twice”.
“We slept like babies all night”.
“Yes, only once”.
“Nothing planned…. . ”.
“Enjoy lunch with Aunt and Uncle…. . bye”.
What questions had Aunt asked? I was sure I could guess!
I said to Lucy “did you have to be so specific?’ to which she replied,
“I couldn’t lie could I?”
There just weren’t any secrets that could be kept from the sisters. I would have to get use to it.
Three females, one male – I would be putty in their hands.
Then a thought popped into my head. Had the sisters engineered that Lucy and I would be together?
No, not possible! But, if so, when? Maybe! No. I dismissed the idea! But on the other hand…. . ?
Regardless, I was still sure I was the luckiest guy ever!
A VISIT TO THE SHOPPING CENTER
I asked Lucy what she would like to do for the rest of the day. She suggested we go to the Center and just window shop. This was something we rarely did, usually just going in time for work and then leaving.
I was all for this. I was looking forward to the pleasure of showing Lucy off to all the vultures.
Lucy came out dressed ready to go. She wore very short red shorts and a white t-shirt. The t-shirt was tight fitting and low cut, displaying the maximum legally allowed cleavage.
Arriving at the Center we headed for Lucy’s shop. She wanted to show off her wedding ring to her co-workers. I had to go in with her so she could introduce me. After she put out her hand for all to see, there was plenty of excitement, with lots of hugging. I came in for my fair share too. For a few minutes there was a noisy huddle with furtive glances in my direction. Even the customers joined in.
On leaving the shop, Lucy held my hand tightly and said “I won’t tell what the girls said in case you get a swelled head…………but you did get the thumbs up!”
As we continued walking along the concourse I held on to Lucy’s hand. With the way she looked in the outfit she wore, I felt someone would try and grab her away from me……. I was on constant lookout.
Lucy was looking in the shop windows but I could see eyes of the guys scanning her from top to bottom. Some would stop up ahead so they could watch for longer. Even older guys with babies in strollers. I saw a couple of guys get a punch in the ribs by their wives who saw what they were doing. Yes, I enjoyed their obvious jealousy.
I HAVE A PROBLEM
Then I had started to become edgy. I was thinking about having sex again. I felt the urge coming on. I had had sex 3 times in less than 24 hours and I wanted more! And I wanted it now! I had heard about sex addiction. Was I becoming addicted, I wondered?
I tried to dismiss it from my mind, but could not. Maybe it was because I was looking at Lucy in that sexy outfit she wore. I was anxious to get home. Finally, Lucy indicated she had done enough window shopping so we headed to the car.
I really should have let Lucy drive; I was not concentrating. At one point I thought of pulling over and stopping. We could hop into the back seat and have it there! Too bad about the hygiene thing!
Luckily, it was only a short drive to the apartment.
Arriving at the apartment, I dropped Lucy off and went to park the car. I had planned to get her on to the bed where I thought she would be receptive to what I wanted, but she was into the apartment and flopped on the lounge before I could get there.
She was expecting me to join her. I just stood on the spot, moved a little here and there, not really knowing what to say.
Then she sat up and looked at me. She must have turned on her radar because she said:
“not now Jimmy……………. I should give my insides a longer rest……………. late tonight………after our shower”.
TELLING THE TRUTH
I did not know how to answer. Her words hit me like a bomb. I had been thinking only of myself; what I wanted! I had not given any consideration to Lucy whatsoever. This was selfish thinking on my part. I felt tears run down my cheeks as I realized how dumb I had been.
Lucy quickly noticed the change in me and asked if I was ill. I shook my head. Her radar must have been still on because next she said “is it me?” I shook my head again, then, “is it about me”. I nodded.
She got up and I followed those gorgeous legs to the bedroom. It was not talking that I had planned for bedroom activity!
How could I explain? I knew I had to tell it as it was and take the consequences!
When I had finished explaining Lucy cuddled me close and said “Jimmy, I love you…………. I want you to want me…………I love it that you want me……………. . I want to have sex with you…………. please don’t be upset……. . if you didn’t want me, then I would be upset”.
LUCY RATIONALIZES
She explained that we were in transition. It was only normal that I would want sex again considering we had waited a long time. Especially being a male.
After our talk I felt much better. Lucy had let me off the hook! She rationalized it so well. But deep down, I thought I had blundered, and only one day after being married! I would have to exercise great care in the future.
LUCY AGREES TO BE MANAGER
I told Lucy I wanted her to manage our sex life as she had always done. Anyway, in many respects she had to do it since she was the one who worked out when we could, and could not. The condom decision was some time off yet, but I hoped we would not be that desperate that I would resort to one. In any case, the ones I had bought would not do. Our test run showed that the difficulty experienced putting it on could easily lead to a hole. Also, I had convinced Lucy that she should do the buying, if necessary. If Lucy said we had to skip days, then, so be it!
Then she said “let’s have a snooze before dinner, but I need to be relaxed first!” With that, she sat up, took off her t-shirt and bra, got to her knees and lent over me.
Her breasts were absolutely beautiful in this position; a little cleavage in the middle. I put my hands up and gently caressed her breasts, rubbed where her bra had been, just as I had seen her do.
Removing our clothes, she gave me some passionate kisses, cuddled up and was asleep in seconds. I was not far behind.
When I awoke it was just before dinner time.
MY REASSESSMENT
My relapse had convinced me that I should think of our sexual relationship as I had always done.
My main pleasure had derived from giving pleasure to Lucy. But, it had always been when she indicated she was ready – not when I thought she should be ready!
After Lucy had returned from overseas our sex play had gradually expanded over time. The first extra was the all over body caress. She loved to lie naked and have me finish with my fingers gliding over her mound and through her pubic hair. I was glad she did not want to shave it; otherwise all I would get would be speared fingers.
Next, she had taught me how to pleasure her breasts properly. She had explained that the best way was to do it the same as babies do.
I had never thought that intercourse would be so good nor anticipated its impact on me.
Now, however, I saw my behavior differently.
It was the fact that the intense pleasure of it was jointly shared, that I craved.
I remembered Lucy saying, at the time we had planned to marry, that we would change. Our pleasures would become interdependent rather than independent. Intercourse was a very big, but simply a further, extension of our relationship.
I had become very relaxed now that Lucy had agreed to take control, and I did not have to go back to that Drugstore! I knew I would be well looked after! She reciprocated in so many ways.
DINNER AT EIGHT
Lucy was now stirring. I told her I would call her when dinner was ready – to just relax.
When I called out to her that dinner was nearly ready she said she needed help. I went to the bedroom to see what the problem was. I said that I could not see that there was any problem.
She replied “the problem I have can’t be seen………………. . I need to be kissed before I could possibly get up”! That problem was quickly solved! But it had taken a lot longer than anticipated.
Over dinner we discussed our study plans. Both of us had signed up for summer courses. With reduced class time we had offers to increase our work commitments. I told Lucy I did not want her to come home after dark, by herself. So, we spent time working out timetables that would enable us to coincide as much as possible, both classes and work. As Lucy’s job was more flexible than mine, she would ask for preferred time slots.
We moved to the lounge with idea of watching TV for an hour. Although, I did not think I would be able to concentrate on TV.
She had come for dinner dressed in a short see through negligee, tied at the waist, but she did not have any PJ’s on under it. Everything was partly visible through the sheer fabric. I was able to see the outline of her dark haired pubic triangle and her nipples with a slightly darker coloring around them. It was seductively alluring.
Lucy just cuddled up to me and held out her hand showing the rings, saying “I like being married………we are now ‘married lovers’ rather than cousins”. Having got my head around my earlier perceived problem, I had to agree.
Next, she said it was time for our celebration. We always seemed to have something to celebrate. “What are we celebrating this time?” I asked.
“We have been married over 24 hours!” She replied. She stood up, put her hands out to me and said “coming?” With that, she peeled off her next to nothing negligee and tossed it in my lap. “I won’t need this will I?”
This was an offer to good to refuse! I quickly followed those gorgeous legs. Lucy was in the shower in a flash with the two of us close behind. She took the special liquid wash and said she would show me exactly how I use it when I was required to do it by myself.
I was sure clean by the time we headed for the bed!
Lucy lay with her legs wide open, knees bent, then, with her fingers, opened and flattened the lips of her slit. She asked me to see if there were any stray hairs across the opening. I told her I could not see any and that her hairs were really too curly to be a problem. Then she opened the lubricant and placed some at the center. “Just a precaution………. . you have been in me 3 times over a short period……………… do you want to watch your dick enter me……. this time”. I moved closer.
She held me with the usual three fingers and guided me until I was touching her spot. Then she said “once you are right in, slide in and out only about 3 inches…… to reduce friction…………. squirt as soon as you want……. don’t hold back………ok…… push in”.
I pushed in slowly, watching with pleasure as it disappeared in to Lucy. It was in about 4 inches. I paused to enjoy the view when euphoria came over me. Not only was Lucy allowing me to enter her, she wanted me to.
To go right in I needed to change position. I could feel Lucy’s hands, on my back, pulling me forward until I was hard against her spot and high up, as taught. Sliding in and out, my speed was guided by the pressure direction of her hands. As a novice, I was learning fast.
I was now at the point of no return. Letting out a gasp, I pushed firmly up against Lucy and let myself squirt uncontrollably. By the pressure of Lucy’s hands on my back I knew she was sharing the pleasure!
Rolling to our sides, still joined as usual, we just waited for our energies to return.
Lucy whispered to me “wonderful”. I replied “magical”.
I was all for this marriage business!
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