Confessions
Copyright© 2000 by Henrik Larsen
Chapter 3
Coming of Age Sex Story: Chapter 3 - Raised together in a wealthy but emotionally distant household, Dan and his cousin Annie share a bond neither expects to change. As adolescence brings new feelings and difficult choices, secrecy, family expectations, and personal tragedy threaten everything they know. Can honesty and forgiveness help them find a way forward?
Caution: This Coming of Age Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including mt/ft Teenagers Consensual Romantic Fiction School Tear Jerker Incest Cousins Anal Sex First Masturbation Oral Sex Petting Pregnancy Slow
Monday was great. We had a lovely time in the afternoon, spreading out our duvets on the floor to get more room for our activities. In the evening, we did the same thing.
Tuesday afternoon almost ended in catastrophe, when Mom came home unexpectedly. We barely managed to get dressed before she came up to our rooms to see why we didn’t come down when she called for us. After that, we decided not to undress in the afternoon, unless we were absolutely sure that we wouldn’t be disturbed.
Mom and Dad never entered our rooms after we had gone to bed. They would look for light seeping out under the door when they themselves went to bed, but that was always an hour or more after we had retreated.
The afternoons were still exciting. We would caress, kiss, and arouse each other to the point where we were just about to throw all caution aside. I wouldn’t allow Annie to bring me to orgasm because I was afraid of staining our clothes, and Annie would normally not let me bring her to orgasm because I couldn’t join her. I told her I didn’t mind because it was so exciting to bring her to orgasm (almost as good as getting one myself), but Annie felt it was kind of lonely to be the only one to have an orgasm.
I was very content with the way we pleased each other. I knew there were other ways, but, right then, I didn’t feel the need to explore those ways. It was all so new, so wonderful, and so much better than doing it alone, and that was all I could think about.
Annie, on the other hand, was the adventurous type. She probably also knew a lot more than I did, from her friends on the gymnastic team. And she dared to express her desires. Monday, she had shown me how to penetrate her with a finger or two, to heighten the sensation for her. She also taught me that her nipples and nub became oversensitive after an orgasm and that I should stop rubbing her there at that point. I could easily relate to that. Annie was able to sense that sort of thing, without needing to be told.
Thursday afternoon had been three hours of sultry kissing and caressing, mixed with periods of frantic caresses, bringing each other to the brink. I was in a daze the rest of the day, and I think Annie remained very aroused too.
We showered in no time at all. I hardly had time to arrange the duvets on the floor before Annie came out of the bathroom. We started kissing and feeling each other’s naked bodies, but after a minute or two, Annie pulled back and looked me deep in the eyes.
“Will you do something for me?” she asked.
“Yes,” I answered without hesitation; I would do anything for her.
“Will you…?” she bit her lip and blushed, “kiss me down there?”
Although I wasn’t sure what I was supposed to do, I had heard about “going down on a girl,” and it had been a part of some of my fantasies. Blurred, but definitely exciting!
“OK,” I replied and nodded.
Annie spread her legs to make room for me, and I crawled in between them. The smell of her excitement was very strong as I brought my face close to her crotch. Tentatively, I planted a kiss on her lips.
“More. Use your tongue like you use your finger.”
I don’t really know what I had imagined I was to do, but the thought of licking her there was a bit strange. However, I wanted to please her, and I knew it was something that was common practice, so I parted her lips with my fingers and put the tip of my tongue on the little nub.
“Yesss,” Annie sighed and pushed herself against me.
The taste wasn’t foul, as I halfway had expected, considering what bodily function that part of the body also performed. I licked her a little cautiously in the beginning, but soon it felt very exciting. The smell, the taste, and the way she looked and sounded. I enjoyed it, I loved it, and I loved the reaction I got from her. I let a finger slip into her wet tunnel. Annie moaned quietly and put her hands on my head, pressing me against her crotch.
It became a short, wild ride. A few minutes was all it took. Annie put a pillow over her mouth to muffle her moans as she climaxed. I got up next to her, my face all wet with her secretions. Annie didn’t seem to mind. She kissed me passionately. Strange as it may seem, I felt almost as satisfied as her.
‘Dan?’ Annie whispered in my ear.
‘Uh-huh.’
‘It was great.’
‘Thanks. I thought it was great too, you know, doing it.’
There was a short pause.
‘If you want me to, I’ll do it to you,’ Annie whispered.
She didn’t wait for my reply, but pushed me gently to my back and positioned herself between my legs. What was about to happen had indeed been a part of my fantasies. It was a lot easier for me to imagine what a girl would do to a boy in this situation ... and I had. Seeing Annie pull back the foreskin and slowly lower her mouth to kiss the tip was almost enough.
Her tongue touched the tip as if she wanted to sample the taste. The light touch to the very sensitive part of my body made me jerk. Annie giggled and licked the tip again. She looked up at me, excited, opened her mouth, and engulfed the head.
The feeling of her warm mouth was beyond anything, and seeing it was unbelievably exciting. When she put her hands on my hips and began to move her head up and down, I was unable to control myself. Involuntarily, my hips jerked, pushing my cock deeper into Annie’s mouth. She gagged and backed off.
‘Easy now. I can’t take all of it.’
‘I’m sorry. It wasn’t on purpose. I’ll try to lie still, but it feels so good,’ I replied.
‘So, you want me to continue?’ Annie said, teasingly.
‘Yessss.’
‘Hmmm. And if I don’t?’ she said and wrapped her hand around my dick, squeezing it a little. She took the head in her mouth briefly and popped it out again.
‘Pleeeeease,’ I moaned and put my hands on the back of her head, trying to push her down.
‘Promise to lick me again?’ Annie said, resisting the light pressure from my hands.
‘Yesss.’
‘Okay.’
The break had actually been good, because it allowed me to enjoy the wonderful sensation of her mouth much longer. I kept my hands on her head, guiding her speed. She kept her fist around my dick, preventing me from accidentally getting too deep. She increased the speed. I was getting so close again. When her other hand began to caress my sack, I was gone. I pressed her head down and exploded.
Totally consumed in my own feelings, I didn’t even consider if Annie would allow me to climax in her mouth. I just pushed her head against me until I heard some gurgling sounds coming from her. Then I immediately let go and opened my eyes to see if she was ok.
Whatever her reaction had been when I began spurting in her mouth, she had regained her composure. She smiled with her mouth closed, pointing to her cheek, opened her mouth and showed me that she had my cum in her mouth. I don’t know what she had planned, but the liquids follow the laws of gravity and ran down over her chin. She rapidly closed her mouth and swallowed reflexively. Judging by the look on her face, it wasn’t what she had planned to do.
‘Oops,’ she said and wiped her chin with the back of her hand.
She lay down beside me and kissed me. I was a little reluctant, but had little choice. She tasted a bit salty. I guess it was ok, I mean, she could kiss me, when I had licked her.
Pleasing each other with our mouths and tongues became the favourite way. It was so much better than using the hands and fingers. Annie tried to tease me again, but only one time. Just as I was on the brink of orgasm, she pulled my dick out of her mouth. But I was too far gone to stop, and the first spurt shot straight up into her nose, making her cough and puff. Afterwards, it was very funny, but I don’t think it was very pleasant getting it up her nose.
We continued this way for almost two weeks until one afternoon when Annie told me we couldn’t.
‘Why?’ I asked, surprised and disappointed.
I was just about to slip my hand into the front of her panties.
‘Because I have my thing, you know. I’m bleeding,’ Annie said, not sounding too happy.
I knew what it meant. Annie’s “thing” was highly irregular and had caused my mom a lot of worrying, which meant that it had been discussed several times. Apart from that, I only knew when because the pack of tampons in the bathroom was only there when she had her “thing”. I backed off.
‘How long will it take?’
‘Umm, it usually takes four or five days. But we can still kiss and touch, but not down there,’ Annie answered and pulled me close.
‘Are you sure you want to?’
‘More than sure. It’s like I want to much more, but I ... become so dry ... you know, the tampon ... sucks it all up.’
I wasn’t quite sure I understood the mechanics of it, but since the tampon was meant to keep her dry, it sounded right. It became the beginning of five days of kissing, fondling, and wild fantasies.
It was as if Annie tried to make up for her lack of orgasms by fantasising. We began to play “Confession” again. Her fantasies were wild. They were about us, of course, but included a lot of things we hadn’t done. She imagined me forcing her to take all of me in her mouth, although she admitted afterwards that she didn’t want me to do so. It was just something that excited her.
She also imagined us having intercourse. In those fantasies, I always had to pull out at the last second to avoid making her pregnant. She made it sound wonderful and very easy. We didn’t really discuss it, but a certain tension was building. I think we both wanted to do it but both were a little afraid of the risk of pregnancy.
Maybe it was that fear that led Annie to her most astounding fantasy. She must have been thinking seriously about it, because her fantasy was very detailed, beginning with me getting some butter from the kitchen. I was to spread it on her other opening and finally take her from behind.
At first I was shocked and a little disgusted. I mean, I had heard about it, but it was kind of dirty in my mind and I hadn’t given it any serious consideration at all. Annie obviously had and it forced me to think about it. The more I thought about it, the more I got used to the thought, to the extent where I began to find it exciting.
Still, it remained a fantasy, even after Annie’s thing was over and we could resume our normal activities. The thought of having real intercourse was much more likely and it was easier to talk about. I couldn’t bring myself to ask Annie if she really had considered letting me enter her from behind. I had become better at talking about sex, but sodomy wasn’t just sex, it was sort of taboo.
The first day after Annie had finished bleeding was a Saturday. Not just that, but it was a Saturday when Mom and Dad were going out and we were to be home alone all evening from six until midnight, at a minimum. Mom and Dad were probably not going to be home before one or two in the morning, but just in case, we decided to be in bed by midnight.
I had been able to give myself relief the previous days, but Annie was starved. Mom and Dad left at six o’clock. About one minute later, we were nude. Five minutes later, Annie was squealing and bucking her hips in her first orgasm in six days. Annie made a lot of noise when she had an orgasm, usually muffled by a pillow, but since we were alone, she let it all out and it made me very excited to listen to her.
She was still hungry for more and rested only for half a minute before she returned the favour and let me come in her mouth. Within fifteen minutes, we were both satisfied and relaxed.
We dressed again and had the dinner Mom had prepared for us. TV was boring and soon we were kissing on the couch. The clothes were in the way of our hands and mouths, but we didn’t dare continue naked in the living room…in the unlikely event that my parents might return unexpectedly. Instead, we went to my room and laid our duvets on the floor.
Annie stretched out next to me. Lazily, I let my hands follow the curves of her body. It felt different. I had time to feel and see her body. She relaxed completely and purred contentedly as my hands explored her breasts. They were flattened a bit when she was lying on her back, and the nipples were small and soft. That changed quickly when I touched the one closest to me. The skin around it sort of crinkled, and the nipple grew and became hard.
I moved on downwards to her crotch. It looked like the hair on top of her pussy had been trimmed. I was sure it had been longer and that there was more last week.
“Did you shave…down there?”
“Ummm. I can’t have hair sticking out when I wear a leotard.”
“Isn’t it easier to…you know, just shave it all off?”
“Some of the girls do, but most of them just shave a little and trim the rest.”
Annie talked about it as naturally as if we were talking about me shaving my chin. I found the thought of Annie shaving very arousing.
“Doesn’t it feel funny when you shave... I mean, my shaver buzzes a lot,” I asked, thinking that she used an electrical shaver like I did.
“I use a razor, stupid,” Annie replied, giggling.
“You mean... foam and all?” I said, picturing Annie making foam like a barber in an old movie.
“Yes. Haven’t you seen the can in the cupboard? You know, instant foam.”
“And which can exactly would that be?” I asked sarcastically. There were a zillion cans in her bathroom cupboard: deodorants, perfumes, hairspray, and what have you.
“Ha ha, very funny.”
“Aren’t you afraid of cutting yourself?”
“I’m careful. It isn’t that difficult. You wanna see?”
“Now? Yes!!”
We went into the bathroom, and Annie got the foam and the razor.
“Do you think I should shave it all off?” she suddenly asked.
“I don’t know. Won’t it be... embarrassing... you know, when you have to shower with the other girls?” I replied, thinking how embarrassed I would feel.
“Why?” Annie asked, surprised. “Lots of the girls do it.”
“Must look kind... funny.”
‘We’ll see,’ Annie said and took a pair of scissors too.
She sat down on the bench in the shower stall. First, she trimmed the hairs really short, then washed with hot water, before she applied the foam.
‘You wanna help?’ she asked, when she saw how I stared at her.
‘No way. I might cut you,’ I replied.
Bit by bit, the razor removed foam and hair. She was very careful when she shaved the lips. After a few minutes, she washed off the last traces of foam.
‘Smooth as a baby,’ she said, running her hand over the top of her crotch.
‘It looks…’ I hesitated, because I didn’t really know how it looked.
Exciting, yes, but also strange. I was used to seeing her with hair down there. Now, she looked like she did when she was ten years old.
‘It looks kind of funny,’ I finally said.
‘Don’t you like it?’ Annie asked, a little disappointed.
‘Yes. I think it’s very exciting.’ I rapidly replied. ‘And I won’t get hair in my mouth,’ I added, teasingly.
She had dried herself, and we went back into my room. Her crotch felt really smooth. She was on her back, and I was lying next to her on my side, leaning on my elbow. I was fascinated with her new look and explored it thoroughly with my fingers, causing Annie to become very wet and short of breath. We snuggled up close, kissing and caressing.
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