Kinky phone sex with a younger cousin

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One of my younger cousins asked me out on a date, and I finally said, “Yes.” He had flirted with me ever since I could remember. But, he convinced me to go on the date after he told me that he knew about the sexual relationship I had with my brother. Even though it was blackmail, I began to think the date might not be too bad after all. He took me to a seafood restaurant, where he promptly ordered oysters and told me to “save room” for chocolate cake. The food was delicious; after a couple of beers, he leaned across the table, winked, and asked, “Feeling horny yet?” I laughed; he was young but his confidence was becoming more attractive.

As we traveled down the deserted road to the pier, his car started making a clunking noise. I cringed, knowing full well that it was a flat tire. In frustration, he forgot to hit the clutch properly when shifting gears. The sound was horrible and smoke was wafting from the engine. We struggled with our cell phones, trying to get service; and, finally he was able to dial AAA. We sat on the trunk of the car together, and he kissed me on the neck; waves of pleasure rippled through my body and I turned to the handsome young man and kissed him back.

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He pulled my dress up and scooted me to the end of the trunk; he kissed my bald pussy and licked my clit. I grabbed his hair and whispered that I wanted his cock. He pulled his dick out of his pants and slid it easily inside of me. I’ve never been so sensitive in my life; every centimeter of my cunt wrapped around his cock. I lay back on the trunk and looked at the stars; the peacefulness, though, was shattered by a fire engine.

“They said you had a hot car,” the fireman explained. “No, I said that I had a hot date, shoot fire!” my cousin said. “Yeah, I can see that,” the fireman retorted. My cousin asked if he could have a second date. I told him, “Not until you get your car fixed!” He blushed and said that the dinner, at least, was good; I kissed him on the cheek and replied sweetly, “Well, I’d rather have a pimento and cheese sandwich versus being stranded for four hours.”

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