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Relativity Theory

Age when it happend: 20
Where it happened: Parents House
Langauge: English
Sex: Male
Rating: 5
Category: Straight

It all started off innocently during the summer of 1978 between my freshman and sophomore year at a small state college in Nebraska. “H” was the daughter of my father’s second cousin and lived in Omaha. At this point were barely aware of each other’s existence. We had crossed paths before but nothing more than discussions on weather. That would soon change.

We met again at the funeral of one of our relatives and through small talk discovered we had a shared acquaintance from my college who was a good friend from her high school. This opened the door to conversations that created a more lasting friendship. Over a short period of time, we had the opportunity to spend more time with each other. I am not sure how it happened or who took the first step, but our friendship soon evolved into something more than that. I realized that one night when we were meeting some of her friends at a disco, when she leaned over and asked me; “Have you ever been with a woman?”. This took me totally surprised and sitting there dumbfounded I responded that I hadn’t. With that she leaned over and proceeded to kiss me deeply on the lips. We attempted to remain under the guise of friendship, but that soon failed. The quick shoulder hugs turned into full embraces, passionate kissing and the emotional attachment of deeply caring for each other all the while with the social/familial taboo of being “related”.

The big night came when I asked her to go with me to the wedding and dance of a sister of my best friend from high school. While essentially this was an official “date”, I rationalized it under the pretense of introducing her to another close friend of mine. It was the typical small town wedding dance with a local band and excesses of alcohol. With all three of us acting silly from consumption of adult beverages, we boisterously walked arm in arm to my car at the end of the dance. On the way home, with my friend passed out in the passenger seat and H sitting between us, she looked me in the eyes and told me she really cared for me. Over the next 20 minutes it took to deliver my friend to his doorstop, she literally attacked me. As I was driving, I was unable to resist her advances (in actuality I relished every moment). Once we were finally alone, we found a country road and spent the next hour or so kissing and exploring each others bodies with maintaining the restrictions imposed by our clothing. As it was the middle of Winter and the roads were still ice and snow covered from 7 inches of snow the previous day, she had already made plans to stay at my parents house (my parents were either naïve or our act of being just friends fooled them). I helped her carry her bags to the bedroom she was using and turned to go. When I did she placed her hand upon my back and asked me to stay. I did not need to be asked twice. Things just continued to progress from where they were in the car, with the exception being articles of clothing were dropping to the floor. Soon we were just in our underwear. When I reached to remove her panties, I caressed the outer folds of her womanhood. At that point she breathlessly whispered in my ear that she wanted me. Being a 20-year-old virgin, nothing more needed to be said. Being more experienced she guided me into position and soon was inside her. While I would like to say, I lasted until we could both explode with ecstasy, but that would be lie. Before I knew what was happening, I was orgasming inside her without even thinking about birth control. (Now who was naïve??) In fear of being found out and feeling extremely guilty, we said our good nights and I went off to my sleeping quarters.

While on the drive back to Omaha the next morning, we talked of our affection for each other and when we would see each other again (we attended colleges 125 miles apart). However, the sex ruined our relationship. While we tried in vain to regain what we had prior to our encounter, we never again intimate. I don’t know if it was the taboo of being “cousins” and what we had done was wrong or guilt upon my part of feeling I used her.

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