Watching my cousin masturbate At the moment I am 38 years old, but the story I am going to tell telling stories deeply m

Watching my cousin masturbate At the moment I am 38 years old, but the story I am going to tell telling stories deeply marked my sexual personality. As a child, around 8 years old, my entire family lived in the South, in the tropics, the heat, the vegetation, the delicious smells of the atmosphere. Since my parents worked all day they decided to bring one of my cousins to take care of my two brothers and me after school. My cousin, my first sex symbol, was 15 at the time. years. She was a small white woman, very thin, but for her age she owned impressive buttocks, well stood and very hard, as well as a beautiful pair quite generous tits. Because of the tropical climate, she liked always in a printed cotton dress, very thin, in one piece, fitted to her waist and very low-cut, as well as open leather sandals that showed their delicate little fingers without a single hair. He had long hair, jet black, very straight and always freshly washed. She had a pretty face, although with somewhat oriental features, like Japanese, which made it more striking and mysterious. her beauty. He hardly spoke, he only limited himself to glancing at us from time to time. when while doing his schoolwork. One of those afternoons, when spring cooks everything there is around and the persistent rain only raises the temperature turning the atmosphere in steam, we had finished eating and, after brushing, We spread out our favorite rug to lie on and play. My cousin, like always, in front of us, at her work table focused on her duties. To the For a short time, as far as I can remember, the three brothers fell asleep, I don't know how long, but I woke up. "Something" told me to do it quietly, I raised my face and over my shoulder and those of my sleeping brothers, I cast a look around me. My cousin was not at her table, she was sitting on the floor, with eyes closed, asleep? I didn't know, but I remained silent. Thus, with the languid face, my cousin was leaning against the wall, with white legs, soft and hairless, extended along the entire length of the floor and slightly open. I I could see through her skirt, the bulging center that her underwear enclosed. of white silk. Suddenly she started sucking one of his fingers, his index finger. "He must have been hurt," I thought. He inserted it as much as he could between his lips, As if it were covered in candy, he took it out and put it back in. Then, with The other hand began to touch her left breast, over her dress, in circular movements. From time to time he squeezed in the midst of the tremendous tit, as if pinched. Instinctively, her legs spread even wider, The skirt of the dress went up to the middle of my thighs, letting me see perfectly the shadow of the slit adorned by thousands of hairs (already long by then) at the top of the mountain. My cousin's right hand down to the thigh, he gently stroked it up and down, emphasizing the inner part, then the left one caressed his own thigh. By then, She had drawn up her legs, she was sitting, with her knees close to her tits, both feet spread on the cool floor; we could say that it was more similar to the lotus flower position. Now the right hand was rubbing the center of his underwear, I I could see perfectly how the ring finger went up and down in the dark shadow from her slit, the left hand continued massaging the right tit. Your breathing it was getting faster. Suddenly, the hand that was rubbing the lump between his legs, he got inside the silk panties, his face changed, he squeezed his hands. eyelids, opened his lips a little as if saying "Ohh." The hand worked hard through the underwear. From my position, I had the best view to watch as the index finger flew over the top of her mound and then it slowly went down the entire length of her delicate slit. From an unexpected movement that made me hesitate for a moment, He tore the pants off his body and threw them aside, he stretched his hands again. legs on the floor, opened them even more and pulled the dress up to the belly, took both tits out of her neckline and left them outside the dress. By then I felt a strange burning in my childhood penis, the eggs were very hard, my stomach and cheeks tingled. I could barely contain my breathing and the beating of my heart. I relaxed and continued observing. now my cousin (delicious little cousin of all my memories!) crouched down to see the shell, leaned over to peer into the deepest recesses of its volcano erupting, I could clearly see her little slit, adorned by a tuft of hair thick, black, lush. The pink color of her teenage vaginal lips They contrasted with the white of her legs. She sucked a finger and rubbed it along her slit, then she inserted it halfway into her pussy, took it out, smelled it and put it back in suck. At the same time she massaged her exposed tits, pressed them against yes, he pulled on her little dark nipples, kneaded them as if he were making bread, I picked them up and tried to lick them but I couldn't. Suddenly he leaned back to everything along the floor, with my legs bent open in front of me, in a beautiful close up, worthy of any porn movie, getting deeper and deeper ring finger, while the thumb massaged her furious little button. For the part something was slipping on the inside of her thighs that I mistook for sweat, but how long later identified with the most intimate and most seductive liquid that carries all female in heat. Now he put two fingers in. Upstairs, on her tits, she pleasured herself rubbing herself, pulling up her nipples, moaning, sobbing, gasping. Of Soon, her thighs began to tremble, her hand tightening as much as she could on her tits as if they were going to escape, she closed her legs with her hand right inside, turned on his side, jumped a couple more and then stayed still, relaxing all her muscles. I couldn't believe it, there I was, witnessing the first sexual and intimate spectacle of my life, with my 15-year-old cousin as tremendous protagonist. Little by little she got up, arranged her messy hair, She put on her pants and sandals, got up to smooth her dress, and put her tits back in their place, wiped her hands on the skirt of her dress, He swallowed, took a deep breath, glanced at the three "asleep" puppies, and went back to his schoolwork. Many women have passed through my life, of all types and temperament, I really enjoy making love to them, but what I really enjoy is to see them masturbating, observing them in silence, being a secret participant in his fever. I've had some great masturbations watching them. 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