I spent christmas this year visiting the family as usual, and as usual it was boring as batshit. Spent the money on an airfare and made the effort to visit everyone, and by the end of the third day I was feeling fucking unwelcome as usual.

Christmas day was the incredibly painful trek over to the grandmother's place, listening to my fuckhead uncle talk about himself all day and trying to look interested. By the time we left I was dying to get drunk, and that's precisely what I did when I got back to my hotel room. I was on my fifth bourbon and coke, watching television when my mobile rang. I toyed with the idea of letting it go to voicemail, but instead I answered.

"Hello," I slurred.

"Dave it's Tenneille, how are you?" came the chirpy voice of my cousin.

"Hey baby how are you?" I said, my cock rising instantly at the thought of her. At 19 she was a fucking stunner, blonde haired blue eyed cutie with nice perky little titties and a gorgeous body and face. From a young age she had been a bit of a rebel, leaving home at 15. The last I heard she was working as a topless dancer in one of those topless joints.

"I'm good, what are you up to? Heard you were in town," she said as I knocked over my bourbon.

"FUCK!!" I shouted, grabbing frantically for a rag to wipe up with.

"Hmmmm, now that would be excellent!" Tenneille giggled down the line.

"What the fuck are you talking about?" I asked as I mopped up the alchohol.

"Never mind. So where are you?" she asked.

"In the Novotel at Brighton. Why don't you come over?" I said, almost pleadingly. I was bored and the thought of spending some time in a hotel room with my hot little niece was making me hard as a rock.

"OK, be there soon, what room?" she said.

"1394. See you soon!" I blew a kiss down the phone and hung up as she giggled. I spent the next twenty minutes cleaning up the room and getting changed, until she knocked on my door at 7.30.

Tenneille was even more stunning than I remembered, sauntering into my room wearing a tight red top with a black mini skirt and stockings, complete with black heels. She fell onto my couch and twirled her hair, grinning up at me.

"Well make me a drink then you dick, I wanna get hammered with you," she smiled. Quickly I poured myself another bourbon and a jack daniels for Tenneille, and sat down on the couch opposite her. We started chatting incessantly about stuff, and over the next few hours we got completely blotto.

Tenneille got up to take a piss and when she evenutally she came out of the bathroom she sat down right next to me on the couch, the scent of her perfume breaking through my drunken haze. She giggled and put her arm around me, drawing me close to her. Our lips met and we kissed passionately, her tongue diving into my throat and playing hockey with my tonsils. She was animalistic, grinding her body against me as she hungrily devoured my saliva. My cock was rock hard by this stage as I ran my hands over her slim body and tight ass. She broke the kiss and lay back on the couch, hiking up her skirt to reveal that she wasn't wearing any panties. I gasped as I took in the sight of her completely shaved pussy, the pretty pink lips glistening with moistness, framed by her lacy black garter belt and stockings.

"Come on lover, eat my pie," she slurred, spreading her juicy cuntlips with her fingers.

It was probably the alchohol, but I never once thought about incest or whether or not this was wrong, as I dived in for a feast. She murmered and groaned as I slipped my tongue deep into her bald slit, massaging her clit as I tongue fucked her cunt.

"Oooo yeah baby, stick your fingers in my asshole!" she said. I complied, working my index finger into her tight anal pucker. A few minutes of anal probing combined with my tongue assault on her clit was all it took to bring on a massive orgasm for her, and she screamed and thrashed about on the bed while her pussy oozed girl gravy all over my face.

When she finally came down from her high she looked at me, her face flushed.

"Fuck that was awesome! But I need a fucking piss so bad, let me up!" she panted, trying to raise herself off the couch. Suddenly I had a nasty idea, and I was sure she would go for it.

"Hold on baby, why don't you just pee in my mouth? I've always wanted to try that," I said mischeivously. Her face took on an expression of pure lust.

"Oooo nasty fucking boy, I love it! Here it cumms, drink my piss baby! Aaaahhhhhh!!!" she moaned as her urethtra opened and the dam burst forth, covering the hotel couch with her hot urine. I quickly positioned myself under her cunt and lapped furiously, feeling her scalding hot piss covering my face. My cock was fucking concrete by now, and I swallowed as fast as I could, trying to drink as much of her bladder contents as I could.