So this is just too unreal. Where do I even begin. I guess I should start with the dream that sparked this adventure.
The other morning I woke up with a throbbing cock. I was having the best dream in which a photographer had used my camera to photo my cousin in what started as a boudoir session that turned pornographic. My cousin is 45 and I am 37. She has always been what I would call beautiful with brown hair, brown eye, olive skin and nice curves. For her age and the fact that she has 4 kids she still has an amazing body. She is about 5'4" and probably weighs about 170. She has a slight mom belly, but in recent years she has acquired a nice large set of tits. As for me I am 5'10 fair complexion, mousy hair with a dad bod. I don't have an impressive cock but it does the job and is longer than the average size when hard.
So back to my dream. In my dream I picked up my camera and found these photos. They were my cousin and the lighting was just right to create a sexy mood. She had on a black sheer robe that showed lacy black lingerie. The poses went from mild to wild. Then I scrolled onto what until this point had been jackpot. It was a photo of my cousin with no top on. Her back was arched and her hair fell perfectly behind her. Her legs were splayed across the bench she was sitting and her nipples were standing at attention. It was about then that I woke up. I could feel my cock pulse with my heartbeat. I gave it a slight squeeze and a few strokes. That led to me jerking off to completion. I closed my eyes and saw my cousin splayed over that bench. It was minutes before I was shooting cum into the air.
I got up with the oddest feeling though that it all seemed too real. I knew though that it could not have happened because my cousin is ultra religious. As I was sitting here dissecting the events, my phone rang. It was my cousin Leslie. I stuttered and stammered as she asked if I remembered the other night. I asked what night. She retorted with I think you know. I went to my camera and cycled through the photos then I came to see one of Leslie completely nude, her pussy lips pressed gently against the chair. There was drip on the chair which told me that she had been excited.
I asked Leslie if we had fucked. She took a few seconds and with a dry sounding throat said we had not. There was a pause and she said l was hoping we could but it didn't happen. My cock was stirring and dripping with precum. This was slightly awkward because my wife was laying in bed still. She knew I was on the phone with my cousin so explaining my excitement was going to get complicated. I realised that Leslie was talking while I had been think and came back to as she said "when I saw your cock throbbing in your jeans it was almost too much!" She continued, "we simply tan out of time though as I had to get home to Steve and Chloe was on her way home. We finished our joints and I got rid of the evidence. It was late so leaving you sleeping did not trigger any warning bells with Chloe, at least I hope. But, I did put your cock in my mouth before tucking it back in your pants."
I was speechless! I didn't remember any of this, though I desperately wanted to. "Leslie, I am sorry I don't remember. I want to finish what we started. This time no pot!" We settled on meeting up on Friday evening. I told Chloe that I had to go to work and would be stuck there overnight.
