My cousin, Tommy and I grew up during the wonderful 70's. Hippies, free love, music, bikers, and drugs were everywhere. Our family encouraged us to enjoy life to the fullest.. and we did!
Tommy and Ramona (he called me Romie). Boy, were we quite the pair! I had a little crush on him at one point. It was never a big deal. He was too busy being an almost famous drummer to pay attention to his silly cousin. We were in band together in high school, partied like rock stars, lost our virginity at a very young age, hung out in college and were married (to other people) by our early 20's. His wife was a little mixed breed latina girl, just like me. I chose a husband who was tall, multi raced (White-Hispanic) and played in a band.. pretty much, Tommy.
Fast forward many years to find me divorced, in my late 30's and looking for love in all the wrong places. Tommy and I had lost touch over the years. But, I always wondered what he was up to.
I was feeling particularly horny one night with no one to help me out. So, I ventured out to my current favorite bar, Diggs. The bartender was kind of cute, with a huge dick. His girlfriend and I had struck up a little friendship. We were regulars, often the only ones in the place. One night, trying to find a cure for our boredom, she had him pull out & show me his impressive member. It was long, thick and pierced!
"A Prince Albert is what's it's called." He told me in the manager's office, where I took him in my mouth a few days later. I mean, what did she think was going to happen? Showing off her boyfriend's beautifully adorned penis like that!
Diggs also had "mystery" beers for only a dollar. The bartender would put a variety of cans on ice, you'd give him a dollar and whatever he pulled out, you had to drink. I loved that bar!
I arrived a little later than usual that night, surprised to see a live band playing. They rarely had customers, how were they going to pay for a cover band? But, the music was a welcome change and it brought in some fresh meat. Maybe I'd get laid tonight, after all.
The band's bass player was legit hot! Tall, thick, wrestler type guy. His strong fingers plucking away at the guitar were making me squirm. I almost didn't notice the drummer eyeing me with a big, stupid grin on his face..
It was Tommy! My cousin was here! We hadn't seen each other in over a decade and he was here, in my bar!
After the set, we practically ran into a giant hug. Our bodies eagerly welcoming each other in a full embrace. "Romie!" "You look so cute, exactly the same!" My cousin was genuinely happy to see me. I could tell by the giant bulge in his pants. As kids, we never did anything. But, standing here next to his tall, lean, sweaty body.. I couldn't stop thinking about what his dick would feel like inside me.
"You want a bump?" The cute bass player was standing next to us now, offering up some cocaine. We proceeded to my cousin's van, parked on the west side of the bar, next to a very dark alley. After sharing his coke with us, the bass player left us alone in the van.
Tommy wasted no time, his mouth was covering mine in a passionate kiss before I could even think. At the same time, my fingers were reaching for the buttons on his pants. I needed to feel his cock in my hand! He was perfect! Long and hard. I needed his cock in me! Bad. Tommy freed my size 36C tits from the black lace bra I had picked out to impress a potential one night stand. He admired my large areolas and hard nipples before putting them in his mouth, expertly sucking each breast.
We didn't stop until I was fully naked, his fingers working magic on my hungry wet pussy, and his 9 inch dick was throbbing in my mouth! Suddenly, we both remembered we were fucking cousins! Literally.
I didn't want to stop. But, I needed to tell him to stop. Looking up at him with his dick in my mouth, my fingers helping his fingers find my clit.. he looked down at me... and came. I took all of it in my mouth, swallowing my cousin's hot sperm.
Quietly putting my clothes back on. I start to giggle "I can't believe I just gave my cousin a blow job!" "I wonder what our grandparents are saying to each other up in heaven". Tommy looked at me and caressed my cheek, mouth and lips with his long fingers "Don't even think about that, Romie!"
"When you love someone , you want them to be happy" "Sex makes us happy" With that said, he quickly left the van and went back into the bar.
I sat in the dark van and tried to compose myself. Is everyone going to know I just committed incest? Is that a crime? Snorting cocaine is illegal. Maybe being high on coke made me do it!
Shame hit me hard as I walked back toward the bar. I needed a drink. My cousin's band was playing again. The bartender gave me a vodka pineapple, my usual.
I hadn't really paid attention to the singer earlier. Now, I see she's a perfectly hot, black chick, with a beautiful voice and giant boobs. She's singing one of my favorites and I begin to relax. I see the looks between her and Tommy. They must be fucking. Wasn't my cousin married? I wonder if she would have a threesome with us... Oh, there's so much we need to talk about!
I stuck around, met the rest of the band, learned the bass player was named Mike, he actually used to play in my ex husband's band. After loading up his drums, my cousin invited me out to the van to say our goodbyes. We didn't passionately kiss this time. He mostly grabbed at my perky tits while talking about a road trip they were taking next week. He was inviting me to go with them, like a band groupie.
"Mike will be there, the bass player" "You know him, you guys can share a room" His smile was infectious. "I'm so happy to see you, Romie!"
We do one last bump of cocaine, Tommy gives me his number, hugs and kisses me goodbye, like any cousin would.
Leaving me in the dark alley, he drives away.
