Sex With My Stoner Bbw Cousin Ch 02

CONTINUED FROM PART 1

Only a minute into my first kiss with my cousin and new girlfriend Megan, we were both very hot and horny. Even though our first fuck was only about 20 minutes earlier, we were so ready for our second fuck that we felt like stripping and having it right there in the park. But Megan suddenly pulled back and spoke with a huge grin.

"I don't want to hold back, but if we get caught having sex in public, that'll be a parole violation and I'll have to go finish the last two and a half years of my sentence! I don't want us to have to wait that long to fuck again!"

"Or get fucked up on weed together again!" I added.

"Right! So come on! Let's go get some dinner and then go home!"

"Okay, but will we get a chance to have more sex before I go home on Sunday?"

Grinning, squeezing my cheeks, and speaking very assuringly, she said "Of course!" She then kissed my lips, grabbed both of my hands with both of hers, stood up, and nudged me to do the same.

We walked over to a Subway, got our dinner, and sat down at a table in the back corner, far away from any other customers, so we both felt comfortable talking openly.

As we sat across from each other, our eyes locked on each other's. She had a huge grin while I started to feel very emotional. After just a few seconds, tears built up in my eyes and Megan was very concerned.

"Are you okay, Buddy?" she asked.

"Yes," I said, "I'm just so overwhelmed right now. I've been so in love and lust with you for all these years, and just half an hour ago, I thought we'd never be more than cousins and friends. Now I've given you my virginity and you're my girlfriend. It's my wildest dream come true."

While I told Megan that, she began mildly crying, too. As soon as I finished talking, she paused a few seconds to gather her thoughts, then spoke with a slightly shaky but very happy voice.

"It's my wildest dream come true also, Buddy. All these years, I dreamed of finding a wonderful man who loved me and was crazy for me just as I am, who didn't give a fucking shit that I'm fat, but I thought it would never happen. I realize now that I've always been in love with you. I just blocked it from my consciousness because we're cousins. I'm so glad you were so open minded and realized that us being cousins doesn't mean that we can't be a couple also. And then to see how fucking crazy you are about my soles - wow, that's fucking amazing! I never thought any man would be so attracted to any part of my body. Especially the bottom of my fucking feet!"

The more Megan went on with that monologue, the more calm and secure the sounded. I responded by asking "So does that mean that my sole fetish doesn't bother you?!"

"It doesn't bother me at all! I actually think it's very fucking cool! It makes you even more unique!"

"I'm very happy that you feel that way! So tell me, how much did you see of what I wrote about you?"

"Every fucking word of it! I didn't wake you up until I'd read every fucking word of every fucking email you ever wrote about me, from beginning to end!"

"Wow, I'm very hot knowing that you read all that!"

"Well imagine how fucking hot I felt when I read all that kinky shit! I was absolutely fucking amazed that anyone, especially you, felt all those things about me!"

"Of all the things I wrote, what surprised you the most?!"

"Really, all of it! Especially that I was the woman of your dreams and that you love my soles and my weight so much!"

"What did you think was the kinkiest thing I wrote?"

"That you took some of my flip flops home with you and jacked off with them in your yard at night while you looked at pictures of my soles and got fucked up on weed!"

"Did reading all that kinky shit get you wet?!"

"Oh fuck yes! By the time we fucked, I'd been soaking wet for several hours!"

"So why did you choose for our first fuck to be that way?!"

"Because I wanted to totally catch you by surprise and see your reaction!"

"How did you like my reaction?!"

"I absolutely fucking loved it! Well, I guess I should say I ab-SOLE-lutely fucking loved it! How fast you got undressed, shit, that must've been a fucking world's record! And I also fucking loved that when we were sitting on the couch this afternoon, you didn't take your eyes of my fucking soles for three fucking hours straight! I was thinking to myself, shit, this guy wasn't fucking exaggerating when he said that my fucking soles are the two most awesome sites in the fucking universe! My ex-boyfriend stared at my fucking knockers all the time, but I love it much better when you stare at my fucking soles!"

"I'm very happy that you feel that way! But is it okay if I ask you a question about your ex-boyfriend?"

"Of course, Buddy! You're always welcome to ask me anything! You always have been anyway, but remember, we're a couple now also!"

"Thanks for the assurance! I'm very happy to know that, and of course you're always welcome to ask me anything, too! But anyway, you probably noticed that over the years that I never asked you anything about that guy."

Megan stopped and thought for a few seconds, then responded "I never thought about it before, but you're right."

"I never asked because I was so in love with you that it was very hard for me to think about you being with another guy."

Those words affected Megan very deeply. She responded in a very emotional voice "Aw, it's so sweet that you felt that way. If I'd known back then how you felt about me, I would've fucking dumped that fucking asshole instantly and gone hard after you. In fact, I would've never been with him to begin with, which also means that I would've saved myself from spending those two and a half fucking years in prison."

Those words, in turn, made me very emotional. "Are you serious that you would've dumped him for me?"

"One hundred per cent. I'm completely in love and lust with you. I honestly never loved him and I wasn't even that attracted to him."

"Then why were you with him?"

"Well, he'd been my weed dealer since I was 15. Then when I was 18, I got fired from my job for failing a drug test. A couple of weeks later, I'd run out of weed and didn't have money to buy anymore. I was still a virgin and had never even had a date, because no guys ever showed interest in me. So I watched a few porno movies and read some sexual advice pages online, then went over to this guy's apartment and told him that I was broke, but I'd give him a blow job if he'd give me weed. He let me try it and thought I did an awesome job, so he gave me a joint. So then I started going to his apartment almost every day, and he kept the same offer; a blow job for a joint. I kept doing that even after I got a new job, so I could save money, and because I thought it was the only way I'd ever get to have any kind of sex. Then after about three months, he asked to fuck me, and we worked out a new deal - a blow job and a fuck for three joints. And that went on for about four years. Then I lost another job for failing a drug test and he told me that he had a job for me. He said that if I moved in with him, gave him all the sex he wanted, and helped him sell weed, he'd give me all the weed I wanted. Then after I lived with him for three months, I was arrested for selling weed to an undercover cop, and they said they'd go easy on me if I pled guilty and testified against my boyfriend, so I did. If I hadn't, I might've gotten 20 years."

Most of that information was completely new to me. Of course, I knew that Megan had that boyfriend and had been arrested for selling weed, but I had never asked her for the details. As I said, I had a hard time thinking about her being with another man. Furthermore, I was concerned that telling me the details of her arrest and imprisonment would be too painful for her.

And while it turned me on to know that she'd given a lot of blow jobs, I was sad that she had been in prison and had spent all that time and energy on a guy who she didn't love.

After letting everything that Megan just told me soak in for a few seconds, I responded. "So am I correct that you were only with him for the weed?"

"Well, that and also the sex. I had no fucking self esteem at all. Like I said, thought that was the only way I could get sex."

That broke my heart. I reached across the table with both of my hands and gently grabbed both of her hands. Then I responded, trying to be very comforting and assuring. "Buddy, I'm very sorry you felt that way. I hope you now realize how ab-SOLE-lutely amazing and special you are."

"Well, at least I'm getting better in that area, especially now that I know exactly how you feel about me. I still haven't fully recovered yet, but now that we're a couple, I think I can."

"I KNOW you can, Buddy."

"I hope you're right. But I need to explain something to you."

"Please do. Anything that helps me understand you better is good for our relationship."

"Okay. Remember right after I put your fuckstick inside me that you started taking off your shirt and I stopped you?"

"Yes."

"Well, I stopped you because I figured that after you took off your shirt, you'd want to take off mine also. Is that right?"

"Yes."

"Okay. You see, I've always really fucking hated my body. I mean REALLY fucking hated it. I love being nude when I'm alone, but I don't want anyone else to ever see me nude. When I had sex with my ex- boyfriend, I was rarely nude. When I gave him blow jobs, I usually was wearing a shirt and pants, or at least a long T shirt. When we fucked, I usually just pulled up my shirt far enough for him to get his fuckstick inside me, just like I did with you today. The only exceptions were a few times in the shower and a few times when he worked my knockers. And that was all before I went to prison and gained 85 fucking pounds. I fucking hate my body even more now."

"Well Buddy, I'm very sorry you've struggled so much with your self esteem, but I want you to know that I think you're ab-SOLE-lutely fucking luscious and I know that I'll ab-SOLE-lutely fucking love your entire nude body. In fact, I'd love for us to be nude together all the time. I so much hope you'll let that happen."

"Well Buddy, thanks so very much for all your assurance. I do totally believe you, and I'll give you a chance to see me nude, but it'll probably take a while for me to get comfortable with it."

"Buddy, I'm going to stay with you forever and I'll keep working with you on your self esteem as long as it takes."

"Thanks, Buddy. And one reason I put my soles on display for you for all those hours today is because I know you're so fucking crazy about them, so I was trying to get you to focus on them and be distracted from the rest of my body."

"Well of course your soles are my favorite part of your body, but I love all of you and want to see all of you."

"I still have some hang ups that might take me a few years to completely recover from, but if anyone can get me there, you can. And in the meantime, I'm not going to let those hang ups fuck up our relationship."

"Just remember, Buddy; now that we're a couple, neither of us goes through anything alone. Whatever problems either of us has, we'll work through them together. That'll not only make us better people, it'll also make us a stronger couple."

"I know it will!"

"I'm glad you know that! But I've been wondering, how open are we going to be about this relationship?"

"That's a great fucking question; I have no fucking idea. I'm honestly not at all ashamed of our relationship and in fact I'd be proud to tell the whole world about it. I have the most fucking awesome man in the world and what the fuck difference does it make that he's my fucking cousin? But I think all of our parents and especially Grandma and Grandpa would totally fucking shit if they knew we were having sex!"

"Yeah, I totally agree with everything you just said! For now I think we should just take it one day at a time and see how we feel."

"Good idea!"

"And most importantly, let's always be open and honest with each other about that and everything else."

"Definitely, and I know we won't have any problem with that!"

"Of course not! And one thing that'll help our relationship a lot is that we've known each other so well for so long and are totally comfortable talking to each other about anything."

"Yes, especially now that I know all those super kinky secrets that you were keeping from me all those years!"

"Yes, and seeing how you reacted to those super kinky secrets, I'm never keeping anything secret from you again!"

"You better fucking not!"

"Okay, another question! What about contraception?!"

"I'm glad you asked! I'm not on anything right now, but I won't be ovulating for at least a few more days, so it's safe for us to fuck unprotected right now! And next week after you leave, I'm going to go get on the shot."

"Okay, cool. But would you like us to have kids together someday?!"

"Yes, definitely!"

"Great, so would I!"

"Awesome; I've dreamed of having kids ever since I was a little girl, and it'll be great for us to make that dream come true together!"

"It sure will!"

"I think maybe five years from now would be a great time to start. You'll have just finished college and I'll be 30, and I don't want to wait much longer than that. Especially since I'd like to have more than one child. I never liked being an only child."

"Neither did I, but we always did a fucking awesome job at filling that void for each other!"

"We sure the fuck did! I just wish I'd realized years ago that we could fill the romantic and sexual void with each other, too!"

"I wish that, too! And now we have to make up for lost time!"

"We definitely will! Oh shit, this is going to be so fucking awesome!"

"It sure the fuck is!"

By this time, we'd both finished our dinner in the last two or three minutes. She stood up and motioned me to do the same while saying "Come on!"

"And the key word is 'come!'" I said as I stood up. Megan laughed and extended her right hand to me. I grabbed it with my left hand, we interlocked fingers, and exited.

As soon as we were out the door, she stopped and said "Wait a minute, I forgot something!"

"What?"

She slid her free right hand down her jeans and pulled out a sandwich bag with two weed brownies. "Dessert!" she said with a wicked grin, provoking an equally wicked grin from me. We each ate one of the brownies on the plaza sidewalk. "I don't know about you, but for me, the effects of the ones we ate earlier are starting to wear off!"

"Yeah, same with me!" At her initiation, we then went back to holding hands the same way and walking home. I then told her "Hey, I love your weed tattoo!"

"Thanks! That was my very first one! I got it on my 18th birthday!"

"How would you feel if I got a match of it?!"

"I'd fucking love it! And I the guy who did that one is still my artist, so I can have him give it to you! And I have a few other matching tattoo ideas for us also!"

"Cool, what?!"

"I'm going to make it a surprise!"

"I can hardly wait! I'm sure whichever ones you get us will be be very fucking cool!"

"They sure the fuck will be!" We held hands until her house was in sight, then went and hung out with her parents for a while. Megan and I sat across the room from each other and tried very hard not to show any signs of romantic and sexual feelings for each other. Right after the 11:00 news, they went to bed and Megan went to her room. However, as she left for her room, she gave me a wink, and I figured that we'd spend a lot of time together that night.

I showered, put on a sweatshirt and sweatpants, lay down on the couch, and waited for Megan to come and get me. However, I quickly fell asleep. The next thing I remember was Megan whispering "Buddy! Buddy!" I opened my eyes and saw her kneeling by the couch. The room was very dark, and completely silent, but I could still see that she had a big smile on her face and was wearing nothing but the same T shirt that she was wearing when she took my virginity.

"What time is it?" I whispered back.

"A little after three!"

"Shit, I fell asleep. Sorry."

"It's okay, I fell asleep, too! Way too much fucking weed!" She then grabbed both of my hands with both of hers. "Come on!" she said as she stood up and gently pulled my hands upward. I groggily got up and, again holding hands with our fingers interlocked, she walked me back to her room, quietly locked the door, walked me over to her bed, and lifted up the blankets. I got in bed, lying on my right side. She then joined me in bed and dropped the blankets over us.

We instantly wrapped our arms around each other tightly, while our hands explored each other's bodies. I started by caressing her back, then pulling her shirt up to her waist and grabbing her right ass cheek with my left hand. Her huge ass felt absolutely amazing. A few seconds later, she rubbed her right sole up and down on my legs, which made my fuckstick throb. And I was amazed that her sole was so soft. "Buddy, that feels so fucking good," I gasped. "Your whole body is fucking awesome. I'm so happy that I'm going to be yours forever."

"You're going to be the best boyfriend ever," she whispered back. Our lips then met and we passionately kissed, just like in the park a few hours earlier. But this time there was nothing to hold us back. Our tongues gradually went from making slow passionate love to each other, to out of control hysteria, as we held each other even more tightly. The bed started to shake and we hoped her parents didn't hear it, but were much too into it to stop now. Our faces were soaking wet from all the saliva exchange, my fingers were now digging deep into her ass, her legs were wrapped around me, and she was squeezing my waist with her thighs as hard as she could.

I then reached around and touched her cunt with my fingers for the first time ever. It was also soaking wet, and I felt pre-come ooze out of my fuckstick. My touching of her cunt seemed to skyrocket her level of excitement. "Fucking taste me," she instantly demanded.

As I let go of her, she aggressively rolled onto her back and I crawled down between her legs. I placed the tip of my tongue on her cunt lips, then slowly licked upward. At that moment, Megan's whole body greatly tightened. She threw her head back on a pillow, closed her eyes, and her mouth hung open in ecstasy. It took every bit of strength she had not to scream.

I'd heard different things, good and bad, about the taste of cunt juice. But at least the taste of Megan's didn't bother me at all. I slowly explored her cunt with my tongue, all over, inside and out. She breathed very deeply and was clearly in a state of extreme euphoria.

At first, my licking was just random exploring, and as much as she seemed to enjoy it, I was content to slowly take my time. But after about three minutes, the tip of my tongue stumbled onto a bump that she later taught me was her clit.

The moment my tongue touched her clit, Megan released a very loud gasp, then urgently whispered "Oh shit, keep licking me there." At that, I started slowly and lightly gliding the tip of my tongue around her clit in circles.

Within a few seconds, I realized that I'd found her most sexually sensitive spot. Her body was now extremely tight and she whispered "Oh shit, oh shit, oh shit, oh shit" over and over. Doing this to Megan after being so close to her all of my life, and being so in love and lust with her for four years, would've made me hot enough. But her repeatedly saying "Oh shit" made me even more hot. So did her squeezing my head with her thighs, and getting tighter the more I licked her.

About three minutes into licking her clit, I started trying other licking patterns, such as up and down, left to right, and completely random licking.