Making love with my cousin brother

I'm a young Pakistani girl who had some sexual experience with my Cousin brother. So writing my pov describing as much as i can about my love experience.

From a 19 year old girl, my real confession of how I was touched forcefully by my cousin brother and how it lead to latter consensual sex.

I'm from lawa Pakistan. My cousin is from Peshawar and he is around 24 years old. Around 5.7 feet tall and I'm 5.2 feet. I'm bit on chubby side with 34c bra. I moved to Peshawar last year to live with my aunt uncle since my college was in Peshawar. My cousin brother, Bilal has lean body with abs cut. Not proper muscle but still building. We both used to sleep in same big room but different beds, like on the floor. I have had boyfriend in the past. Not had sex but have had my boobs sucked and have given blowjob.

Once Bilal was at home, around 4pm, my aunt went out to market and my uncle was working in his farm abit far away from home. When Bilal came to the kitchen where i was making tea for myself. I had just taken a shower after back from college with my wet hair open. Was wearing salwar kameez. He was probably very horny or looking at me from long time. I don't know. He came, hugged me from back and slowly touching my waist. Smelling my hair. Honestly I loved his touch but at that moment I was shocked. He asked me if I can make tea for him as well. I said yes and he just said thanks and kissed my cheeks from the back. And left to his room. He kissed me for the first time. By this time I was almost started getting wet and it felt good. When i went to our room with 2 cups of tea. He took the tray and kept on the table. He asked me when my mom's gonna come back. I said in 2 hours since she went with my other aunt. He got up from the table, pushed me to the wall and started touching my waist, kissing my lips, giving a tongue kiss, kissing my neck. We both were fully dressed but could feel him rubbing his hard erect dick over me over cloths. Everything he did forcefully but I was kind of enjoying it as well since that's what every other girl craves for this age. At one point he even forcefully slide his hand inside my kameez and inside my panties. Felt my wet pussy, fingered it. That was something I was not comfortable with so early but he then removed his hands and then sniffed his fingers. That made me kind of honry because he loved my smell. I was obviously but hairy and had mix of wet pussy and piss smell down there. We were kissing again that's when the door bell rang. We adjusted our cloths and he went to open the door. I went inside washroom to adjust myself. I was literally wet down there even though he did forcefully. But never spoked about it to anyone nor did I complain.

Since that day, at night after my parents would lock their door and sleep, he would come to my bed and sleep. How it started was, that night he came to my bed and woke me up my touching me. I got up on my bed. He started kissing me, it was a wet smooch tongue kissing with him fondling my boobs. This time, I loved every moment. We would literally cuddle and sleep. He told me to lay down and he was dry humping his hard rock dick over me. Untill he ejaculated his thick cum over my dress. I remember going to washroom in pretext of cleaning it but ended up touching that thick cum and tasting it and smelling it. Often his cum stains would end up on my cloths and I loved smelling them after he left for work.

We both knew it's a taboo but it's something others did with their boyfriend/girlfriend but we did as cousins and we both enjoyed it. Over the period it was not forcefully but like consensual since we both enjoyed it. He would fondle my boobs so good that I used to get horny and my nipples hard. I would remove my bra in bed and let him feel my bare boobs. He once kissed my neck and all the way down to sniffing my wet pussy over my kameez. Who won't love that. He would also guide my hand to hold his thick hard dick inside his shorts while he is fondling my boobs and sucking them. I loved him sucking my boobs. It made me give orgasms. Also i loved to sniff my hand after grabbing his dick. It had some smell, probably sweat piss and dry cum, not sure but I loved it. it is so big that even after grabbing it with my hands it would be longer than that. Bilal loved to touch my ass whenever he got chance. He would smack it when we are alone or just touch it from back if he is passing by and noone is around. I loved when he used to fondle my boobs and suck my boobs. That used to make me so horny . He once at Night while fingering me, he did touch my asshole. I was so ashamed, he ended up sniffing his finger saying "you smell so good" to make me feel more shy. I took alcohol wipes and wiped his finger in shameful face and told him to wash his hands. We often made sure to be on our own bed by morning. My family is very reserved and to be honest if any of our family members knew what we were doing or got caught they would have killed us, especially me. But having him made me feel like I don't need any boyfriend.

My relationship with him was kind of very unique and wierd. I loved his penis smell, his testicles sweat. Moreover even his pee smell on his dick. There had been instances where I have sucked his dick like around when we go to bed. Snd when I suck him i can tell he just peed snd came. But i never told him and i kind of loved to suck his piss drops. Also it was somewhat same for him as well. He loved to lick and eat my pussy no matter what. I always loved to kiss him back after be ests my pussy. For us, at night going 69 was usual thing. He did made me squirt once on his face and even bed got wet. Iwas scared. I usually control myself but that day i couldn't and it squirted on his face. He loved it. He swallowed major portion of my squirt. Thst day, my love for him grew more. Since then at night's especially whe. I knw he came to bed after take a pee, I would wait for his parents to sleep and turn off the lights. Eagerly wait for him to come to my bed and touch me. As soon as i comes to me and i could feel his hard penis poking me, without wasting time, i grab his cock, slide my hand down and feel for wetness. And would sniff my hand. Most of the time, i would not give him chance to make love but rather i go down on him to give s blowjob and mainly to suck those few piss drops before it gets dry. All i would say is we both are healthy people and honestly it never affected us. I loved that. This followed for hardly less than 3 week when we got chance to spend time with eachother alone in daytime. there was a day, Friday, when my aunt uncle went to nearby village to attend a wedding. they had told me as well to attend but i said i have college so won't be able to come. I knew that day they would come home next day morning Saturday. Because weddings here in Pakistan happen in the evening. I told Bilal day's before about this day. I made sure I'm all clean shaved and excited to spend all Evening and night sleeping naked with him.

He came from work by 7pm, I open the door, first thing he asked me is parents are gone right? I said yes with a smiling wink. he hugged and kissed me passionatly. He was grabbing my boobs, fondling them, kissing my neck. I could smell his sweat. I was that day too horny since it was my ovulation day as well. He works as auto electrician so he was all messy with Grease. He was about to slide his finger inside but I stopped him since his hands were dirty with grease. As we were kissing, I could feel his hard rock erect penis which probably isn't ejaculated since that day morning. I slide my hands down to feel his manhood. I bend down on my knees and was unbuttoning his work pants. I'm pretty sure he was way Horny seeing me like that. He hesitated saying he is all messy and sweaty. I said no problem I will clean you. I just wanted to have sex all evening and night with him that day. ps: we both were virgins. He dick was so hard, I took it out of his underwear and it poped up right on my face. I always wanted to suck his dick or just kiss it but never got chance at night since it was risky. This time, damn I could smell his dick and balls. His manhood smell which I always carving for today I could smell it right after he came from work. I open my small mouth and took it inside feeling his dick inside and moving my tongue all over his dick. I don't know how to give a blowjob, had watched porn only. Kissed and sucked his testicles, took his dick head in my mouth sucking it like it's my lollipop. He grabbed my head and was gagging on it. I had tears on my face but felt so good. He released a good thick load in my mouth which was salty and so thick that I could feel it was just for me.

After that, we removed our cloths and both went to bathroom together to shower. That was the first time I was completely naked with him. He went to pee. I watched him, came towards him and asked him if I could hold that dick. I held it and was moving it abit. I put my finger in front of his dick while he was pissing just to play and tease him. I could feel his hot Piss on my fingers. Piss did spray somewhere else but later we cleaned it. I sat on the commode and piss myself as well while he was standing there in front of me and I was thinking in my mind whether to suck him or not. And the. Flushed the toilet. I let him touch me everywhere with his messy hands because he was so horny. As soon as we went to the shower, hardly the shower was turned on. He started kissing me everywhere starting from top. He kissed my neck, I told him to make sure not to give Hickey. He sucked my boobs, hugged grabbed me hard and i could feel his hard erection on me. He slowly kissed my pussy was had been wet since he came home. He started licking it all good. I had just pissed and he was right now licking it all clean. It was such a huge turn on. We haven't even turned the shower on. He came up, kissed my lips, i could smell myself on his lips. He was about to turn the shower on and he did. But then as a favour, I wanted to suck him and kind of taste the last few drops of his piss as well. He turned the shower, and I went down on him, grabbing his huge dick over my face and kissing his penis head passionatly and sucking it, as if try to suck last few drops of piss inside. I could taste salty bitter. I was so fucking horny. I got up, we washed our bodies and went outside wrapped ourselves in towels.

I made sure to cooked Mutton karahi gosht. That's one of the famous food here in Pakistan. It was just we two at home. He loved the food I cooked. Appreciated it. He was afterall very hungry. I felt like as if I'm cooking for my husband. Then I went to wash all the dishes clean. He couldn't stop touching me. He came grabbing my boobs as I was washing dishes. I asked him if he needs water to drink. He was like no. I teased him saying you better need🤣.

I could feel his hard erect dick poking. I was in hurry to finish my dishes as soon as possible. He removed my towel and went down to eat lick my ass and pussy. I was done by then washing and cleaning kitchen. He grabbed me, lifted up and took me to our bedroom and threw me in bed. It was the hottest thing a horny man could do. I told him to come on top and started sucking his erect dick. Just to make it wet enough. He took no time, spit on my pussy and inserted his rock hard penis inside me. It felt like heaven. I was trusting and fucking me so hard for about 7-12 minutes and just took his dick out to my mouth and shot a big load of hot cum. It was thick and salty. He was still hard and we were doing it without condoms. His raw feeling felt so good. By now we both were sweating and was kind of like steamy sex. He fucked me again hard and it was our second round. This lasted for more time probably 12-15 minutes. But his load was not much. I sucked him untill he was flaccid. I loved smelling myself on his dick.

We both were fucking tired. I made sure to keep alarm of 5am. It was around 2am. We slept naked and wokeup around 5am with his rock hard morning wood. I climbed on top of him ridding him and did fucked for another 1 hr. He was sucking, fondling my boobs. It felt so good and gave me orgasm when I was riding him and sucking me together.

As I rode him that morning, his hands gripping my hips while he sucked and fondled my boobs, the orgasm built like a storm inside me. My body trembled, my chubby curves bouncing against his lean, muscled frame, and I let out a soft moan, careful not to wake the neighbors. His thick dick filled me completely, stretching me in ways that made every thrust feel like pure ecstasy. I ground down harder, feeling his morning wood pulse inside me, and when I came, it was explosive—waves of pleasure crashing over me, my pussy clenching around him as I squirted a little again, soaking his abs. He groaned, thrusting up to meet me, and soon he exploded too, filling me with his hot, thick cum. We collapsed together, sweaty and spent, but I couldn't resist leaning down to kiss him, tasting the mix of our juices on his lips.

We lay there for a while, cuddling naked under the sheets, his hands roaming my body—squeezing my 34C breasts, tracing my waist, and even playfully smacking my ass. "You're mine now," he whispered, his voice husky with desire. I smiled, feeling a thrill at the taboo of it all. We were cousins, but in that moment, it felt right, forbidden, and utterly intoxicating. I loved how his dick smelled after being inside me—musky, mixed with my wetness—and I snuck a sniff of his fingers when he touched me there.

By 6am, we showered again, this time taking our time. He soaped up my body, his hands sliding over my curves, fingering me gently under the water until I was begging for more. I dropped to my knees, sucking him clean, savoring the salty taste of his cum and the faint piss drops from earlier. He pulled me up, pressed me against the wall, and entered me from behind, fucking me slow and deep while the steam rose around us. It was raw, passionate—his hands on my boobs, pinching my nipples, making me gasp. We came together, his load dripping down my thighs as I shuddered in another orgasm.

The rest of the day was a blur of stolen moments. My aunt and uncle wouldn't be back until evening, so we had the house to ourselves. We ate breakfast naked in bed, feeding each other bites of leftover karahi gosht, his fingers teasing my pussy between mouthfuls. I straddled his face, letting him lick me clean, his tongue delving deep while I sucked his dick, tasting our combined flavors. He made me squirt again, swallowing it all with a grin, and I returned the favor, deepthroating him until he shot another load down my throat.

In the afternoon, we lounged on the couch, watching TV but barely paying attention. He'd pull me onto his lap, sliding his hand under my kameez to finger me, or I'd grind against him, feeling his erection grow. We fucked on the floor, him on top, pounding into me missionary style, his abs flexing as he kissed my neck, careful not to leave marks. I wrapped my legs around him, urging him deeper, loving the way his sweat mixed with mine, the scent of sex filling the room. He flipped me over, taking me doggy style, smacking my ass and pulling my hair just enough to make me moan louder. Each thrust sent jolts of pleasure through me, my boobs swaying as he reached around to rub my clit. We came hard, his cum filling me again, no condoms, just pure, risky bliss.

By evening, we were exhausted but insatiable. We cooked dinner together, him groping me from behind as I stirred the pot, his dick pressing against my ass. We ate on the floor, feeding each other, then retired to bed early. That night, we explored more—69ing until we both squirted and came, his face buried in my pussy while I gagged on his cock. He even rimmed me, his tongue teasing my asshole, making me blush and beg for more. I sucked his balls, inhaling his musky scent, and when he peed in the bathroom later, I joined him, holding his dick and letting a few drops hit my tongue, the bitterness turning me on even more.

Our secret continued for weeks after that. Nights were our playground—fucking in every position, tasting each other, sharing our dirtiest fantasies. He loved my body, my chubby softness, and I adored his lean strength, his thick dick that always left me craving more. We were careful, but the thrill of almost getting caught only heightened the arousal. No boyfriends needed; he was everything, our taboo bond unbreakable. And to this day, I still get wet thinking about his touch, his smell, the way he made me his.