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         By: Kelly Wells <pghpa_girl@yahoo.com>
         Originally posted at https://www.asstr-mirror.org/files/Authors/Kelly_Diary/www/
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LAURIE WALSH TELLS ABOUT FOOLING AROUND WITH SCOTT, HER COUSIN

From:    Laurie Walsh <saphoonpointe@yahoo.com>

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Laurie is an incredibly hot slut who loves to fuck but had never committed 
incest, at least not all the way.  As a teen, she was attracted to her cousin 
Scott but other than some typical teeange teasing, but what really happened?
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From:    Laurie Walsh <saphoonpointe@yahoo.com>
To:      wblond121@yahoo.com
Date:    Monday, October 6, 2008, 4:47 PM
Subject: First Scott email

The bit about DNA is so right. I have a cousin, male who is a year older than 
me, and I always felt something for him and I know he feels the same about me, 
but we never did anything about it. My family is Catholic, so that just about 
says it all. Anyway, I always loved my cousin Scott. We played together when we 
were kids and when we got older I teased his so bad because I knew he wanted to 
be with me. Ya know it was easy for him to catch me in stages of undress, or 
when we were alone I'd let something slip, or a casual crossing of my legs in a 
short skirt, you know the things. We swam together a lot too, at various pools 
and at the lake on summer vacations. I caught him many times looking between my 
legs when I was in my bikini, of course many more times I made it easy for him 
by sitting across from him with my legs spread. He knew I did it for him, but we 
never spoke about it. I can only wonder how great it would have been to do 
something with him. I wanted to but could never because of the phony values my 
Mother taught me. 

OMG, I didn't mean to go on like this but let me just tell you about this one 
night. Our family was all together for a funeral in Boston at my other cousin's 
house. All the kids were downstairs in the lower level to sleep on the floor. 
there were seven of us all in separate sleeping bags or blankets and whatever. 
Scott was on the end, right next to me of course, and on my other side was the 
rest of the younger kids. Scott and I were lying there talking, obviously 
neither of us could get to sleep when he says, let's go out to the pool. So we go 
out the door onto the patio right by the pool and we sit and talk for a while. 
He is in his boxers and I have a t-shirt and bikini panties on, its pretty dark 
but of course I am playing my game and showing him my panties by accident. He 
was looking at me down there and I returned the favor by looking right between 
his legs. really we had seen each other in underwear before so no big deal, but 
in the dead of night and by the pool, it was different. So when I looked between 
his legs I saw a pretty big bulge beginning to take shape there. He saw me look 
and suddenly asked if I wanted to go for a swim, but before I could say anything 
he turned away and slowly slipped into the water. We had to be quiet not to wake 
anyone and once I saw him go in I decided it was a good idea. 

I slipped off my t-shirt and proudly walked over to the edge of the pool as 
Scott kept his eyes firmly on my chest. We floated around and talked but still 
kept a distance between our bodies when we whispered to each other. Scott then 
asks if I ever skinny-dipped before. I had and said that I liked the way it 
feels, then we both peeled off our wet undies and threw them up onto the edge of 
the pool. Its true I do love the feel of the water on my naked body, everyone 
does it feels great, but knowing that my cousin Scott was naked there with me 
just added to the excitement by leaps and bounds. The thought of his cock and 
balls swinging around under the water so close to me made me crazy, and I can 
only imagining what it did to him. So if anything ever would have happened 
between us, that was the time and I think we both knew it, but neither of us 
could take that next step. 

I don't know what I would have done had he pulled me close and kissed me. My 
only guess is that once I felt his lips touch mine and his cock and balls press 
up against my body, there would be no stopping me. I had just turned 16 that 
April and Scott was 17. I had been seeing a boy for a while and was having sex 
all the time so I know what I was missing, but that boy was the only one I had 
been with up to that point. OK, I was a chicken and so was Scott. I started 
getting cold and we decided it was time to get out of the water, only trouble 
was Scott didn't want to get out first. I guess he had a hard on and didn't want 
me to see. I have never seen his cock before or since so I guess he was 
embarrassed. He talked me into getting out of the pool and bringing him a towel. 
I didn't really mind. I walked up the steps slowly so he could get a good look 
at my backside and walked over to the lounge chairs where we left a few beach 
towels. I held one in front of my body and walked over to him and held it out 
far enough away so that he would have to climb up out of the water to get it. He 
didn't move. Scott was like, come on Laurie. turn around. I said, we were 
cousins, what does it matter, but he wouldn't climb out till I turned around so 
he could climb out and take the towel from me. OMG, I wanted so bad to see that 
cock of his but he wouldn't let me. 

Later after we sat around in our towels, I put my t-shirt back on not really 
caring if he saw my body or not. He clearly saw my tits when we were in the 
pool, and I was getting off on teasing him like always. Can you believe nothing 
happened? Later after we were back in our beds and he thought I was asleep Scott 
began to move in his sleeping bag. That is what woke me up I guess. His feet 
were kind of kicking back and forth and I heard this rubbing sound, then I 
realized he was masturbating. I hardly let out another breath so I could hear 
everything just to be sure that is what was going on. I was 99.9% sure and 
wanted to bad to do something. OMG it was painful for me to hear him. I turned 
over and moaned a little so that he would think I was still asleep, but what I 
wanted was to move my hand between my legs. 

As I began playing with myself I thought that I should make a move. It was now 
or never. All I had to do was slid a hand onto him, let him know I was awake and 
then reach for his cock and help him jerk off. Once I got that far it would be 
easy to move over and get my mouth on him. I thought once I began sucking him 
off everything else will fall into place. As a finger raced across my clit I 
kicked a leg out towards Scott. My foot touched his bag and then I was frozen in 
place. I could barely move another finger as his breathing got more shallow and 
his legs began to kick even more. Scott was cumming and I was right next to him 
but there was nothing I could do. After he was done I imagined him lying there 
with a big pool of semen on his stomach and I was going crazy. I was slowly 
masturbating and not making a sound. I am sure by the time I came, Scott was 
already asleep. I muffled my orgasm with my face in the pillow and barely 
moving, not the best way to come!  

The next morning I was the last to wake up, and by then Scott was already 
upstairs and the rest of the kids were all awake. I could see it in Scott's eyes 
when I saw him that he knew that we missed out on something great that night. I 
kind of regret not doing anything that night, but at that time, at my age and 
with so little sexual experience, I don't think I could have ever done anything 
differently. So my dear Kelly, As you can see I totally understand the desires 
of incest, but because of my repressed upbringing could never do anything about 
it. 

  

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