Christmas booty

I have family living in a neighboring country, and every Christmas season since I was 15, either we travel there or they visit us here. A few days before that first visit, my parents were very excited, but talked crap about my cousin. I didn't know here at the time, except for comments about her being the "black sheep", "a bad apple", "a headache for my uncle and aunt" and in general a stain on the "good name" of this family. Even if I'm more open-minded, most of my family is very conservative, so later I understood that, for them, all those things just meant a woman that enjoys casual sex responsibly.

She IS very flirty and beautiful, though, and within minutes of our first meeting I developed a serious crush on her. She took me dancing that night (restrictions on her country tend to disappear if you have a few bills on your pocket), and after seeing the way she moved and enjoyed it I fell in love with her. She's very short, dark straight hair down to her shoulders, slight tan, hazel eyes, small straight nose, very petite frame with barely with barely a trace of breasts, but wide hips and a big, round ass. She grinded it against an older, taller guy (she was 22 at the time) and danced passionately with a face of great pleasure. The guy then kissed her and they disappeared into a bathroom the moment she started touching her breasts over her clothes. They reappeared a few minutes later. It made quite an impression on me at 15, possibly the sexiest thing I'd witnessed at that moment.

We grew closer over the next couple of days, talking openly about everything, sex included. My sex life was eventually adressed, and I had to confess that I was actually a virgin. She brushed it off as nothing to be upset about ("you're pretty handsome, you'll get lots of girlfriends soon", she said). We were interrupted by her mother, asking to take some things up to the attic. She said she needed to go to the bathroom before getting to it, so I started carrying boxes to the attic. Once I finish with the last batch, she arrives and closes the door behind her. She didn't answer when I asked what she was doing, she just threw herself on me and started french kissing me. She laughed when she felt my erection rubbing against her belly, shushed me, and took my pants down. she took it completely in her mouth (not the biggest penis on Earth by my own admission, but not small either). I came within seconds, and instead of pulling out she took the whole thing down her throat. That was the moment I thought "wow, sex with her must be incredible". I didn't find out that year, aside from some kissing, nothing further happened. We texted every once in a while and talked about sex. She told me of her experiences (which led to me jerking off furiously), while I always said that I had had no luck. As the Christmas break approached the following year, I worked up the nerve to tell her I was actually waiting for her, that I wanted it to be her. She didn't reply, and I had to wait for her arrival.

The night of New Year's Eve we went upstairs to "play videogames". She did wait for me to boot up the console and turn the volume up before reaching for my crotch, kissing me and thanking me for being so patient. She took my virginity there and then.

And since that year, it's kind of our personal Christmas tradition. The rest of the year we just texted so we could spend the Holiday fucking, but as I got older (and better), we got really hooked on each other. So we made it two times a year: we settled for a place we'd like to travel too and agreed to meet there on summers (we told everyone else we were going backpacking alone or whatever). Over time we've become so fixated on each other than, since last year, we've become exclusive. Like long distance lovers. And I just can't help myself: I've had my fair share of women over the years, but the sex and the attraction do not compare. And maybe I wasn't too satisfying for her at first, but just the rush of fucking her cousin was enough to get her going back then. Now, she says, I've grown into "just her type", and I know exactly how she likes to be fucked, so the result is the same.

I'm 22 now, and she's 29. I get a hard on just by thinking about the next few days, but we're also talking about moving together elsewhere after I graduate, which is just in a few days. We'll have to come up with something for that one, though...

By Anonymous

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