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Cousin Debbie at the Drive In

by Coptional

Copyright© 2015 by Coptional

Cousins Incest Sex Story: Cousin Debbie was a virgin, until that night at the drive in movies.

Caution: This Cousins Incest Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/ft   Teenagers   Consensual   Incest   Cousins   First   Oral Sex   Anal Sex   Petting   .

I was home on leave from the military and had run into my cousin Debbie at a family get-together. Debbie and I had always been close growing up, and it was really nice to see her again. She had recently turned 17 and was getting ready for summer vacation, and was excited about the prospect.

Damned if the girl didn't look good, too! Standing about 5'3" with short, wavy brown hair, big brown eyes and a big dimpled smile, she was wearing a pale yellow halter-style sundress that came barely to her knees and left a big expanse of her nicely tanned back bare. Not what you'd call slender, but a long way from chubby, she was nicely curved in the right places. Her smallish, obviously unfettered breasts bobbed enticingly behind the thin material of her sundress. I mentally chided myself for noticing, after all, she was my cousin.

Tiring of the small talk with family, I asked Debbie if she wanted to go take in a movie or something.

"Sure," was her enthusiastic reply. After a quick check of the newspaper listings we decided to go to a nearby drive-in theater and enjoy the summer evening. We said our goodbyes to family and piled into my pickup truck for the short drive to the theater, Debbie sitting in the center of the seat, not quite close enough that our thighs were touching, but still close. This wasn't unusual behavior for her, it wasn't uncommon for her to lean up against me on the sofa when we were watching TV at her house or mine, and we'd even been known to walk hand-in-hand on occasion. It wasn't anything we thought about or made a big deal over, we just did it, and always had since we were little kids.

Arriving at the drive-in a few minutes before dusk, we found a good spot to park and made our way down to the snack bar, where we picked up a bucket of popcorn (extra butter) and a couple of cold drinks. We made it back to the truck just as they started showing previews on the big screen. We climbed in, Debbie again opting to sit in the middle of the seat. She was holding the popcorn bucket in her lap, and I couldn't help but notice that the hem of her sundress had ridden about halfway up her tanned thighs. I adjusted the volume on the speaker, and we settled in to watch the movies.

The first movie was "The Postman Always Rings Twice" and was, to say the least, rather steamy. At some point about half-way through the movie I casually draped my arm over Debbie's shoulders, and she snuggled up contentedly, resting her hand on my knee. I heard and felt her give a soft sigh and glanced over at her, our eyes meeting.

Don't ask me why I did it, I don't think I even consciously thought about it. I just leaned over and kissed her. Just a light brush of lips, nothing more. Her eyes widened, then she reached up and pulled my head back to hers and our lips met again.

Her lips were warm, soft, and moist, her tongue inquisitive, and the kiss deepened. She moaned into my mouth and my cock rapidly became uncomfortably erect. I brought my free hand up her side, and when she didn't object, cupped her small breast through the thin material of her halter top, feeling her nipple swell into a stiff peak beneath my palm. She let me fondle her breast for a second, then suddenly she gripped my wrist and moved my hand away from her breast, only to surprise me by placing my hand on the inside of her left thigh. We broke the kiss apart for a second.

"Debbie, I... ," I started to say, and she lifted a finger to my lips.

"Don't say anything, Bill. Just kiss me again."

Hey, I was in the military, I knew how to follow orders. I kissed her again. As our tongues slid together I started to slide my palm along the smooth, soft flesh of her inner thigh, but she closed her legs, not tightly, just enough to let me know that she wanted my hand right where it was, and that was OK with me too. The kiss went on and on, and I was loving it. I had a little experience with women, had been through a few girlfriends and was certainly no virgin, but my sweet little cousin was the best kisser I had ever been around. I was content to go on for as long as she wanted.

Debbie pulled back, gazing at me. Her lips were slightly puffy and she was breathing hard. She licked her lips.

Nodding towards the back of the pickup truck, she asked, "So, um, is there a bed under that camper shell?"

"Yeah," I replied. "Or at least, what passes for one. There's a mattress, and a couple of blankets and pillows. I set it up for camping."

She laid her hand gently directly on the bulge in my Bermuda shorts. Squeezing softly, she nodded once and then softly said, "Maybe we'll get back there in a little bit." She started undoing my shorts. "First I want to see what's under here." OK, call me totally flabbergasted, but hey, I was a typical horny 19-year-old male, she was a sexy girl I had known all my life, and I wasn't about to stop her. I wanted to see where this was going to lead.

I gasped in pleasure as her fingers closed around my shaft. Debbie leaned in for another kiss, and as our lips and tongues met, her thumb swirled over the sensitive head of my cock, lubricated by the liberal amount of pre-cum that was already oozing out there. Believe me, at this point I was in heaven, and didn't care in the least that Debbie was my cousin, especially with her hand stroking my cock!

But if I thought that felt good, nothing on earth could have prepared me for the sensation of Debbie suddenly leaning over and taking my cock in her mouth! After swirling her tongue around the head a few times, she slowly, so very slowly took the whole thing in until her lips were firmly seated around the very base. Now, I'm no monster in the cock department, just a respectable girth and a very average length, but this was the first time I had been around a girl who took more than a couple inches into her mouth. The sensation was amazing to me.

She was just getting started. Drawing back, sucking gently in a pulsating manner, it took her even longer to slide her lips back up my shaft than she had spent taking it in. A few tongue swirls around the head, and she started the process over again, using long, drawn out full-length strokes, all the way in her mouth, almost all the way out. She was moving so agonizingly slowly that I could remember each stroke ten times for every time I actually felt it. Every time she sensed me starting to get close, she would simply stop, holding my cock gently in her mouth, until I calmed, then she'd start the same tortuous routine over again. It was without a doubt the slowest, gentlest, most incredible blowjob I had ever experienced, and finally, I could take no more.

"Debbie," I panted. "If you don't stop, right now, I'm going to come."

She let my cock slip from her lips with a soft, wet plop. "Really?," she asked.

"Yes, really," I gasped.

"Good," she smirked and rapidly engulfed my shaft to the root, sucking hard for the first time. I was undone. The orgasm seemed to well up all the way from my toes, and I exploded into her mouth with a roar, loosing what seemed like jet after jet of semen. She moaned and swallowed it down as quickly as I could provide it, then held the head of my cock in her mouth, milking the shaft gently with her hand until I was totally spent and beginning to go soft again.

Debbie sat back up and kissed me, deeply. I could taste the remnants of my own semen in her mouth and didn't care. I put my hand back on her inner thigh, and this time she didn't stop me as I slid my palm up the warm, soft skin, higher and higher until my fingers encountered the crotch of her panties, hot and slick with her juices. She opened her legs wider in invitation, and my nostrils flared at the sweet, musky scent of a woman aroused.

I was in no hurry now, and determined to tease her and draw it out. Making no effort to go underneath her panties, I began to trace her pussy lips through the sodden material, staying away from the top of her slit and the sensitive nub there, just sliding my fingers up and down. Her hips began to gently rock, and she moaned into my mouth, trying to bring my fingers closer to where she wanted them. Her breath was beginning to quicken. I pulled her panties aside, finally, and toyed with the bottom of her slit, then pressed a slick fingertip lightly against her anus.

 
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