1. Dee


    Date: 12/28/2015, Categories: Taboo, Author: zeb1049, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    This is an original work by Zeb_Carter and is protected under copyright by U.S. copyright law. [center]---- Dee ----[/center] Her name was Darlene, but I called her Dee. For our whole life she was Dee to me, except for the time she was married to that guy whose last name was Davis, then she was Dee Dee, until the divorce when she took her maiden name back. Dee was my cousin. First cousin. We were close. Very close. Dee was six months older than me. We did everything together when we were young. We lived in the same apartment building. Dee's father and my mother were b*****r and s****r. Our two families lived close to each other most of our lives. Well, except that five year stretch that my uncle took a job in Boston. Those were my loneliest years. Eventually the job in Boston ended and they came back. By that time my parents had bought a house. My uncle bought a house not too far from us. It wasn't close enough to walk to or ride my bike to, but it was close enough to go over there every Friday night. My uncle and dad would watch the Friday Night Fights. My mom and aunt would sit in the kitchen and talk. Dee and I would be on the back porch during the summer months or in her bedroom, door open of course, during the winter. It was our sixteenth summer, well my sixteenth summer, Dee was s*******n by then, so even though it was her sixteenth summer, she called it her s*******nth. I let it slide. I was just happy to be with her for the week we would be in Michigan. We were ...
    visiting a great aunt on Pau-Pau Lake. She lived on a canal off the main lake. The first night there was a little uncomfortable as another relative of my mom and b*****rs aunt was still there. He should have left the prior weekend, but his parents had pawned him off on Mildred and she was trying to be accommodating. My uncle was pissed. He made a phone call that night and four hours later the guy was gone. Turns out he wasn't really a relative at all. So Dee and I had a bedroom to sl**p in. I volunteered to sl**p on the floor. Dee giggled. My uncle made sure the door was open and the light in hall was on before everyone went to bed. Dee and I were very tired and went to sl**p quickly that first night. The whole week we spent out on the dock fishing or hiking in the woods across the road from Mildred's house. On one of those trips I finally got to kiss a girl. Dee wanted to practice and thought I would make a good practice dummy as she put it. I welcomed it. We just kissed, for about two hours. Just our lips pressed to each others. Dee was in command. She told me what to do, I did it. After that day, we went into the woods for a couple of hours every day and practiced kissing. On our last day, I got bold and slipped my tongue past her teeth. Her breath rushed from her lungs as I pushed my tongue in farther. She pushed me back. "No. Not yet. Let's go," she commanded. I nodded and we went back to the house. We never kissed, except the little simple kisses when we said good-bye with ...
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