Sex With My Wife’s Cousin - Part 1

I’ve always had fantasies of having sex with my wife’s cousin, Cristie. She has light brown Curly Bob hair style that she sometimes keeps short then shoulder length. Cristie has soft brown eyes, an average build and this innocent Plain Jane mid-western look.

I was excited, when my wife, Ashley, informed me that Cristie was coming from Cambridge to stay a week with us in Indiana.

Cristie arrived on a Friday afternoon, and I picked her up at the airport since Ashley had to work. She’s a nurse.

Saturday arrived, and Ashley had to work again pulling a 12-hour shift at the hospital. That left Cristie and I home alone.

It was ten that morning, and Cristie and I were having a great time sitting on the Futon, listening to music on the TV and talking. I had this feeling that she was flirting with me, and I loved it when she slowly sat closer to me. Since she was barefooted, I kept stealing glances at her bare feet that I always felt were sexy

Then a familiar song began playing. It was the Always and Forever song by Luther Vandross.

“I remember this song! We danced to it at your wedding reception,” Cristie beamed.

“Oh yeah,” I recalled then remembered how I embarrassed myself.

Cristie got off the Futon. “Dance with me, again!” she smiled.

“Why not,” I thought and got off the Futon.

We began slow dancing.

Less than thirty seconds into the song passed. “I remember you got a hard-on while we danced at your wedding reception,” Cristie reminded me.

“Oh, I’m sorry about that,” I said hoping she didn’t feel it or forgot about it.

“Don’t be sorry,” said Cristie. “But, I did wonder if you got excited being close to me because you were thinking of your honeymoon with Ashley, or were you thinking about me,” she said.

“Actually, both,” I confessed.

“Mmmm, I was hoping you were thinking about me, because I was thinking about you during that dance,” Cristie said.

Then to my surprise, she kissed me. Our kiss quickly turned passionate and I couldn’t help it, my cock got hard in my shorts.

We stopped kissing. Cristie brought her mouth close to my left ear. “Mmmm, your hard again,” she whispered in my ear.

“I hope you don’t mind,” I replied.

“Oh no, in fact, I’m in heat,” she whispered. “I’m a bitch in heat!” she whispered.

“Well, do you know what a bitch in heat needs?” I replied.

“A bitch in heat needs to be fucked,” she whispered then nibbled on my ear lobe. “Want to fuck me?” she whispered.

“You bet!” I replied.

“Good, take me to bed. I’m all yours. Every inch of my body is yours for your enjoyment,” she whispered.

We stopped slow dancing. I grabbed Cristie by her right hand and rushed her out of the den, through the kitchen, down the hall, and into our guest bedroom where she was staying.

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