Memories of my little cousin

Polina's parents went to Thailand, they didn't take her with them because there's all sorts of debauchery there and the food is very much an acquired taste. Polina is my cousin, so for three weeks she was sent to live with me and my mom in Rostov. I saw her about three years ago, a blonde little pip-squeak, always making things up, playing with dolls. I was a year younger, and when I saw Polina this time, I couldn't believe my eyes. Standing before me was a young girl, wearing makeup, in short shorts, but still the same blonde with playful blue eyes. The first week we went swimming and spent whole days hanging out. All the neighborhood boys were crazy about her. And I walked around so proud that I

had such a grown-up and beautiful sister. By the way, I liked a girl from my second-year college group, very similar to the current Polina, also a blonde, also with blue eyes. But Polina was fuller. And I always imagined her in my nightly dreams, and in my soul. Polina, for some reason, didn't evoke such feelings; she's family after all.

And then one day, when mom had already gone to work, and we weren't in a hurry to go outside yet, Polina said:

— Do you have a girlfriend?

I was embarrassed. I only had a girlfriend in my dreams.

— And when you get one, do you know what to do with her?

I got even more embarrassed.

— Yeah, of course I know, there's the internet.

— That's not it at all. — Said Polina, and started taking off her panties while sitting on the corner of the sofa.

— What are you up to? — I asked in bewilderment, looking at her pink, enticing, smoothly shaved pussy.

— To play. — Answered Polina, and, giggling, tossed her panties at me.

— We're relatives, we can't. — I said, but I wanted something completely different. Polina smiled in such a way that I forgot all about the girl from my group.

Next, I moved closer to her, her pussy smelled of some soap with perfume, it already looked a little wet. Polina put her hand on my head, and pressing firmly, indicated what to do.

I obeyed. First, I kissed the inside of her thigh, she shuddered slightly and sighed. I started licking her clitoris up and down, up and down. Then I ran my tongue over the entire surface of her lips. It was uncomfortable. I got off the sofa, and Polina spread her legs wider. Her pussy opened slightly.

— You're not a virgin anymore?

— No, but I've never had a guy there. — said Polina and stuck her index finger into her pussy, and then, playfully winking, put it in her mouth.

I pressed my lips to her virginally torn pussy and started caressing it as intensely as I thought I should. But Polina turned on the TV, and I thought I wasn't good enough at this. So I decided to use my fingers. I entered her with my index finger and started making movements similar to trying to get an olive out of a jar with a narrow neck. Polina moaned, leaning back slightly on the sofa back. I started caressing her clitoris with my tongue, and it became hard. My finger worked intensely, and my tongue moved from side to side. Soon, her moisture mixed with my saliva began to spread over my hand. I took out my finger and started licking as deep into Polina as I could with my tongue. It tasted slightly sour-sweet and very pleasant. I wanted to lick her like ice cream in childhood. I didn't notice how Polina started screaming at the top of her lungs. Now I understood why she turned on the TV; I was doing everything right. I became uncomfortable again, I pushed Polina onto her side, with my right hand I held her left leg up, and with my left hand I started lightly slapping her clitoris in rhythm with my licks. I wanted to feel that taste more and more. I tried making my tongue into a tube and entering Polina with my tongue. Polina was breathing intermittently and moaning, but suddenly she started moaning long and continuously.

— A-a-a-a-a-a-a-ah… A-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-ah… Ooooh

I couldn't push my tongue into her anymore, her opening became too tight, I let go of her leg, and stuck my index finger into Polina. Inside her, everything was squelching, moisture was flowing in a stream down her right leg. I retrieved the olive as fast as I could, and slapped her clitoris with the palm of my left hand, not weakly anymore. Polina started shaking, first finely, then she contracted and screamed. And she started breathing with her whole chest, this went on for a long time, I couldn't slap her clitoris anymore, I only held her leg and worked my finger. Her legs twitched, her hands pressed against the sofa, as if someone was trying to throw her out of a plane by force, and her stomach contracted so much that it seemed she was about to give birth to something. The screams in the house were such that if the neighbors weren't at work, they would have thought I'd gone completely crazy and was watching porn at full volume. Tears welled up in Polina's eyes, and finally she pushed my hand away.

— That's enough, it's not pleasant for me anymore. — She said in the voice of someone who had just run a marathon.

— I'm calm about you, — said Polina a couple of minutes later, fixing her hair and looking at my bulging dick in my underwear with a wet spot around it. — You'll manage with a girl. Let me show you what I learned to do with cucumbers when no one is looking. And by the gleam in her playful eyes, I realized she hadn't tried everything she had planned to do with me today.

— Lie down! — Polina commanded.

I obeyed, took off my underwear, and lay down at attention. She climbed on top of me. Her ass was looking right at me, and her pussy looked so big from this angle, so tempting, and was still very wet. She smelled like a woman. Polina took my cock, gently pulled back the foreskin from the head, and gently pressed her lips to it. Her tongue slipped between her lips and playfully licked the tip. I thought: "I'm gonna cum now." But she took the head into her mouth and started running her tongue along the edge of the head, and I felt a pleasant tickling somewhere inside. I looked at her butt and thighs, her round, firm ass, and took her in my hands, started stroking and kneading. Polina purred and started sucking, sucking like children suck on a popsicle, periodically she would take my cock out and put it back in her mouth, with a kiss and with her tongue. From the sensations, I was in seventh heaven, but the smell of Polina's pussy wouldn't leave me alone, I wanted to taste it again. And I raised myself towards her and started licking around, licking up the wetness, licking her lips from top to bottom in rhythm with her movements on my cock. Polina was breathing heavily. With my hands, I held her by the ass and lightly nudged her anus with my nose, but there was no smell from there. Polina started moving her hand more actively along the cock, and a couple of times she stuffed it into her cheek. It wasn't very pleasant, but at those moments I lightly nibbled her lips, so we were even. I slipped my tongue deep into Polina and felt the wetness increasing again, I moved my tongue there up and down and sideways, around and back. Polina started moaning.

— Mmmm. Mmmm… mmmmm… mm… mm… mmmm… ammmm..

Her movements became less careful, and from that, I felt that cum was filling me up, I wanted to warn her, but I couldn't tear myself away from her pussy. My cock became simply rock-hard and didn't yield to her movements. She started sucking more persistently and positioning the cock conveniently for herself. I didn't have the strength to hold back. Polina pulled out my cock, made her lips into a tube, stuck out the tip of her tongue, and took it back into her warm, wet mouth. The head slid over her tongue, and at that moment I exploded, I came, clutching Polina's ass with my hands, with my tongue in her wet, tasty pussy, snorting into her tight anus. My cock splashed cum into Polina, who froze in surprise, at least ten times, and it continued to pulsate when she abruptly pulled it out, jumped off me, and ran to the bathroom. It pulsated when I went after her, it pulsated when I entered the bathroom and saw her leaning over the sink and rinsing her mouth. Her figure was perfect, calves, thighs, and waist of a real woman.

— Ugh, what sticky nastiness, but tasty — said Polina, and drew water, emptied her mouth, and added. — I told you it's not like in the movies.

I approached her from behind, remembered the taste of her pussy, and how good it felt for my cock in her mouth.

My cock pulsated and didn't think of going down, it asked for more and twitched upward. I looked down at Polina's ass, that pink heart was enticing my cock. I couldn't refuse it. Slightly crouching, I

guided my cock with my hand just below the anus, and sharply entered Polina's abundantly lubricated pussy all the way to my balls. From surprise, Polina cried out, but somehow tenderly, languidly.

— Aah, but we're relatives, what are you doing?

And I was doing what I wanted, and she liked it. She held onto the edges of the sink, pushing her ass closer to me. The arch of her back was very strong. My balls were pounding against her clitoris. She was breathing deeply and moaning. My cock moved inside her very freely due to her wetness, but her ring squeezed the root very tightly.

— Ah… a… a… mmm. aaa… oh… ooooh… aaah… a… a… a… m…

I felt my cock hitting something elastic, then suddenly as if there was no bottom there. And Polina shifted from foot to foot, she was uncomfortable, I put my hands on her stomach, her top, like mine, was covered by a T-shirt. Her stomach was sometimes soft, sometimes hard, her pussy was embracing my cock. Polina's legs started trembling, and she said:

— Honey, let's go to the sofa.

I picked her up under her knees, without pulling out my cock, Polina was light as a feather, despite the volume of her chest and hips. She squealed cheerfully, and I carried her to the sofa at a run.

There, she hugged the back, got on her knees on the seat, and I could freely fuck her standing.

— Do it harder, — said Polina — I like it when your balls hit my pussy.

I couldn't help but obey. Especially since I didn't want to cum at all. I fucked her with all my might, driving my cock in. Waves passed over her ass, Polina herself was screaming at the top of her lungs:

— Aa… Aa… Aa… Aa… ah… Aa… Aa… oh

In rhythm with my movements. I took her by the breasts and squeezed her nipples.

— Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!

My cock started slipping out of her pussy, but accurately found its way back in. Polina arched so strongly that I could have seen her entire pussy from behind if it weren't for my cock, which was pounding into her full length. Soon, Polina clutched the sofa like a tree keeping her afloat in a swift river, her stomach tensed, her abs became visible, I stroked them, and the ring became so tight that I stopped using the full length, and instead drove my cock into her and started fucking her frequently, pulling out only 4-5 centimeters. But just as hard. Polina's buttocks turned red, as did my quadriceps, something elastic touched my cock with every thrust. Polina's moans merged into one long and continuous scream.

— AaaAaaAaaaAaaAaaAaaAaaAaaAaa!

— Ah… what are you up to, honey?

— Can I cum in your ass?

— Yes… Ahhh.

Without even waiting for an answer, I sharply guided my cock with my hand and entered her anus. The ring of the anus is much wider than the ring of her pussy. I started gently moving my cock from tip to balls. Polina didn't resist, but breathed so sexily low, with her whole chest.

— Aaaaahhhhhhh… Ahhhhhhahhhhh… oooooooooooossssss… AaaAAAhhhhhh… ah. oh AAAAAAA. hhhhhh ooooo yes, gentler, more, more, come on.