Account Login
On ThePornDude Hall-of-Fame
I got married, or was got married, before I was ready for a wife
When my granduncle died I went with my mother to the funeral. We lived in far west Texas, in a town called Hondo. My mother's family is all from the East, but really from the hills of West Virginia up by the Maryland border. I met a cousin, the daughter of a cousin of my mother's. She was friendly and she showed me her boobs and asked if I thought they were good. I told her they were good and she got me to show her my cock and she said it was good. But real good, real good was when I stuck my cock in between her legs, up there where it's tight and wet and smooth inside. I fucked her good.
I didn't really know about kissing cousins. I also didn't know she was seventeen. Or that she didn't bother to use any form of birth control. Or that getting knocked up was something that most girls had happen to them. By the time they had good boobs they got knocked up. So her getting knocked up, her being my kissing cousin and all, was just what it was all about. Her family, my mother's cousin's family, they had a business building fences, and fixing barns, and that kind of stuff. So they were known far and wide.
The wedding, short for shotgun wedding, took place in the small church where my mother said her grandparents got married. Opened up for wedding and funerals only. She was dressed in white dress, and her belly showed and I was dressed in a 'store bought' suit, my shoes hurt. While the preacher was reading the scripture I was thinking about getting out of there. But you don't walk out on family, especially if you knocked her up.
So that's why I got married. And that's why I brought her out to Hondo. And that's why she complains that there aren't any hills or mountains to speak about. And just like all the girls in my mother's side of the family, they are fertile, they can make babies. And those good boobs, tits really, are used for keeping the kids happy until they are eating table food.
My mother's family does make good wives. That's what they are known for. So my mother tells me.
No Comments Yet