Well, those who follow me already know the saga of Historias de Divan, are lived stories by others, but told in first person because I write them and I like to write that way.
They love cousin stories. They generate a lot of morbo and when they told me this one, I didn't even make it halfway and was already hard with a cock ready to screw my cousin.
I'm 31 years old, do a lot of physical activity, dark hair, 1.70m, light brown eyes.
Lucrecia is my cousin, daughter of my mother's older brother, she's 30, a few months younger than me, brunette, 1.60m, has a great body, natural, sculpted at the gym.
My cousins are quite bigger, it wasn't sought after, it simply arrived.
As a girl, I lived two blocks away from home, my uncle always had a lot of money, so he had a big house, pool and all the necessary things for my mother to leave me there every afternoon when she went to work. I don't know if it was really a lot of money, but definitely more than ours.
With Lucrecia we grew up together until we were 15. A few months after her 15th birthday, she left to live in Spain for my uncle's work, at 22 she came back for a couple of years and then went back to Spain, lives in Madrid with a friend, also Argentine, in a quite spacious apartment.
We were always very confidential, very friends, with the enormous mandate that as cousins there was a limit that never should be crossed, which prevented us from confessing the tension that always existed between us, we never spoke about it, but both were always aware of the forbidden attraction we felt for each other.
To escape the Argentine winter and get to know something about Spain, I organized a one-month trip that included, of course, visiting Madrid making my cousin's apartment my base when I told her, she said she would organize the trip so we could do it together. That I take care of booking my tickets and tell her what I wanted to see yes or no and we ended up spending an entire month there. traveling through Spain. I bought tickets to Barcelona and we met there, directly at the airport, where she waited for a while because her flight arrived later. The whole plane ride I was fantasizing about spending an entire month next to this goddess, but I started getting nervous when I saw on the screen that her plane had finally landed. She arrived with 2 friends, and we were going to spend that weekend together in Ibiza.
We greeted each other with a strong hug, she introduced me to her friends, and we took a bus to Plaza Catalunia, then walked along La Rambla with our light luggage, making a few stops until the port, where we took a boat to Ibiza. That weekend was full of ecstasy, literally zero rest. We arrived at an apartment they had rented, left our things, went to the beach, showered, went to a party, slept a little, another beach, another party, slept a bit more, another beach, her friends left, we went to another beach and had a party, then went to sleep and woke up to go to Formentera on another ferry. Amidst those parties, everyone got together with everyone, but it's normal for situations like that, really didn't surprise me when I gave in a little to my cousin, nor did she, same with her friends. The next day meant nothing.
It was all very frenetic. Very Ibiza Lucre said.
In Formentera, the first day was 100% rest, we just walked around near the hotel.
The next day, we had breakfast, took a walk, had lunch at a bar and went to the beach. When we arrived, I made some head turns, clearly looking around at the number of cuties in topless, from young to very old, all types of bodies.
L: What's up, cousin? Never seen a pair of tits?
S: Hahaha, yes, obvious cousin, but what catches my attention is arriving at the beach and finding them all with their tops off?
L: Does it bother you?
S: No, if you want to stay topless, that's fine with me.
L: Breasts have something Strange, the same cutie can be super sexy showing just a little with a low-cut top, or it can be ordinary showing a lot or you'll see that in 15 minutes it will give you exactly the same because you'll get used to being surrounded by cuties of all sizes, shapes and colors. It's super naturalized here.
He finished saying that and while I was taking off my shirt, she took off her shirt and also her bra and then her short. I avoided looking directly. I correct myself, I tried to avoid looking directly. Luckily the dark glasses masked the obvious, I avoided looking because if it had stopped raining, it would have been evident.
Exactly as Lucre said, at 15 minutes I felt exactly the same whether a cutie was topless or not. It was even rare not to feel strange, me in my swimsuit next to my cousin who was only wearing a thong bikini sitting in front of me.
Later we went to the hotel and had something to eat at a place that Lucre's friend had recommended, about 45 minutes walking. While waiting for food I would reflect on breasts, she hadn't put on a bra, just a white sleeveless shirt, it was transparent and allowed me to see the aura of her nipples and now they were calling my attention more than having them directly in view.
As soon as we started walking back it started raining, we arrived soaked and a little cold, entered the room, looked at each other and started laughing at the situation, but my eyes kept diverting to her hard nipples that could be seen under her wet shirt and the excitement finally took over.
S: I'm going to fill the bathtub, are you coming?
L: Of course.
The photo of the story is taken from the hotel page. If one gets in, it's looking out the window with a spectacular view, I thought about everything and got in like that, took off my Bermuda shorts and stayed in boxers.
Lucre came, took off her short and shirt, got into a thong looking at me.
We talked a couple of small talk but the tension was already there.
S: How beautiful vista nos tocó, no? L: To you, I have a wall in front of me. S: Come from this side first. Make room for yourself. - I said opening my legs. Lucre stopped, turned around and sat down with her back against mine. L: Now it's much better. - She said while leaning her back on my chest. S: I'm happy we're traveling together. L: Me too, I travel quite a bit with friends and girlfriends, but always short trips. S: Ibiza was crazy, we didn't stop for a second. L: Very Ibiza. S: That's a very tired phrase. L: Yes, at least twice a year we do something like this. Now more relaxed here, then back to the continent to explore. S: I wanted to see you, always remember when we were kids. L: We used to have fun in my old pool during summer. S: After that, I didn't know what was going on, but we would talk for an hour on the phone. L: That was when we were already older. Like 14, 15 years old, I would tell you about the guys I liked. S: How you burned my head with Martincito... Do you remember that's part of your past loves? L: No one, just the guy I saw was Martin, I ran into him in Madrid a few months ago with his woman and two annoying dudes. He's fat, bald... Poor guy, he was so embarrassing as a dude. I got really turned on. We stayed silent for a few seconds, my hands took hers and led her to hug me, touching her breasts. S: I love you, sister. - I gave her a kiss under the ear. L: And I love you too, brother. She turned her face and we kissed. It was a hot, strong, passionate kiss, years of restraint, but without losing the softness of romanticism. I didn't stop hugging her, she didn't stop squeezing my hands against her body. I touched her breasts well and started to play with her clitoris, she herself pushed my hand to penetrate her first with one finger and then two once she started to moan louder. I pulled out my cock through the boxer's opening, she put it in her pussy, wet but tight and low. She stayed still for a few seconds, both of us enjoying the first thrust while observing the rain fall over the Mediterranean Sea and listening to our breathing. She started moving slowly, grabbing onto both sides, making circles with her hips, I held onto her waist to follow her movements. She was possessed, absolutely dominant in the situation, but also detached at the same time. I felt like for her I wasn't there and somehow that objectification drove me crazy. She came until she finished and lay back on me without taking my cock out, I let her rest for a minute, but I needed to cum, we left the bathroom, soaked as we were, went to bed, laid her down on her back, ripped off her thong with one tug and my boxer had the same fortune. I kissed her mouth, sucked her tits and gave her a brief but beautiful blow job using the word: pussy, got on top of her and put in my cock, this time I was possessed, her moans heated me up like crazy until she came again and I couldn't hold back anymore, pulled out my cock and finished on her abdomen and lay back on her to kiss her while getting myself too... I fell asleep beside her, still wet and entwined.
They love cousin stories. They generate a lot of morbo and when they told me this one, I didn't even make it halfway and was already hard with a cock ready to screw my cousin.
I'm 31 years old, do a lot of physical activity, dark hair, 1.70m, light brown eyes.
Lucrecia is my cousin, daughter of my mother's older brother, she's 30, a few months younger than me, brunette, 1.60m, has a great body, natural, sculpted at the gym.
My cousins are quite bigger, it wasn't sought after, it simply arrived.
As a girl, I lived two blocks away from home, my uncle always had a lot of money, so he had a big house, pool and all the necessary things for my mother to leave me there every afternoon when she went to work. I don't know if it was really a lot of money, but definitely more than ours.
With Lucrecia we grew up together until we were 15. A few months after her 15th birthday, she left to live in Spain for my uncle's work, at 22 she came back for a couple of years and then went back to Spain, lives in Madrid with a friend, also Argentine, in a quite spacious apartment.
We were always very confidential, very friends, with the enormous mandate that as cousins there was a limit that never should be crossed, which prevented us from confessing the tension that always existed between us, we never spoke about it, but both were always aware of the forbidden attraction we felt for each other.
To escape the Argentine winter and get to know something about Spain, I organized a one-month trip that included, of course, visiting Madrid making my cousin's apartment my base when I told her, she said she would organize the trip so we could do it together. That I take care of booking my tickets and tell her what I wanted to see yes or no and we ended up spending an entire month there. traveling through Spain. I bought tickets to Barcelona and we met there, directly at the airport, where she waited for a while because her flight arrived later. The whole plane ride I was fantasizing about spending an entire month next to this goddess, but I started getting nervous when I saw on the screen that her plane had finally landed. She arrived with 2 friends, and we were going to spend that weekend together in Ibiza.
We greeted each other with a strong hug, she introduced me to her friends, and we took a bus to Plaza Catalunia, then walked along La Rambla with our light luggage, making a few stops until the port, where we took a boat to Ibiza. That weekend was full of ecstasy, literally zero rest. We arrived at an apartment they had rented, left our things, went to the beach, showered, went to a party, slept a little, another beach, another party, slept a bit more, another beach, her friends left, we went to another beach and had a party, then went to sleep and woke up to go to Formentera on another ferry. Amidst those parties, everyone got together with everyone, but it's normal for situations like that, really didn't surprise me when I gave in a little to my cousin, nor did she, same with her friends. The next day meant nothing.
It was all very frenetic. Very Ibiza Lucre said.
In Formentera, the first day was 100% rest, we just walked around near the hotel.
The next day, we had breakfast, took a walk, had lunch at a bar and went to the beach. When we arrived, I made some head turns, clearly looking around at the number of cuties in topless, from young to very old, all types of bodies.
L: What's up, cousin? Never seen a pair of tits?
S: Hahaha, yes, obvious cousin, but what catches my attention is arriving at the beach and finding them all with their tops off?
L: Does it bother you?
S: No, if you want to stay topless, that's fine with me.
L: Breasts have something Strange, the same cutie can be super sexy showing just a little with a low-cut top, or it can be ordinary showing a lot or you'll see that in 15 minutes it will give you exactly the same because you'll get used to being surrounded by cuties of all sizes, shapes and colors. It's super naturalized here.
He finished saying that and while I was taking off my shirt, she took off her shirt and also her bra and then her short. I avoided looking directly. I correct myself, I tried to avoid looking directly. Luckily the dark glasses masked the obvious, I avoided looking because if it had stopped raining, it would have been evident.
Exactly as Lucre said, at 15 minutes I felt exactly the same whether a cutie was topless or not. It was even rare not to feel strange, me in my swimsuit next to my cousin who was only wearing a thong bikini sitting in front of me.
Later we went to the hotel and had something to eat at a place that Lucre's friend had recommended, about 45 minutes walking. While waiting for food I would reflect on breasts, she hadn't put on a bra, just a white sleeveless shirt, it was transparent and allowed me to see the aura of her nipples and now they were calling my attention more than having them directly in view.
As soon as we started walking back it started raining, we arrived soaked and a little cold, entered the room, looked at each other and started laughing at the situation, but my eyes kept diverting to her hard nipples that could be seen under her wet shirt and the excitement finally took over.
S: I'm going to fill the bathtub, are you coming?
L: Of course.
The photo of the story is taken from the hotel page. If one gets in, it's looking out the window with a spectacular view, I thought about everything and got in like that, took off my Bermuda shorts and stayed in boxers.
Lucre came, took off her short and shirt, got into a thong looking at me.
We talked a couple of small talk but the tension was already there.
S: How beautiful vista nos tocó, no? L: To you, I have a wall in front of me. S: Come from this side first. Make room for yourself. - I said opening my legs. Lucre stopped, turned around and sat down with her back against mine. L: Now it's much better. - She said while leaning her back on my chest. S: I'm happy we're traveling together. L: Me too, I travel quite a bit with friends and girlfriends, but always short trips. S: Ibiza was crazy, we didn't stop for a second. L: Very Ibiza. S: That's a very tired phrase. L: Yes, at least twice a year we do something like this. Now more relaxed here, then back to the continent to explore. S: I wanted to see you, always remember when we were kids. L: We used to have fun in my old pool during summer. S: After that, I didn't know what was going on, but we would talk for an hour on the phone. L: That was when we were already older. Like 14, 15 years old, I would tell you about the guys I liked. S: How you burned my head with Martincito... Do you remember that's part of your past loves? L: No one, just the guy I saw was Martin, I ran into him in Madrid a few months ago with his woman and two annoying dudes. He's fat, bald... Poor guy, he was so embarrassing as a dude. I got really turned on. We stayed silent for a few seconds, my hands took hers and led her to hug me, touching her breasts. S: I love you, sister. - I gave her a kiss under the ear. L: And I love you too, brother. She turned her face and we kissed. It was a hot, strong, passionate kiss, years of restraint, but without losing the softness of romanticism. I didn't stop hugging her, she didn't stop squeezing my hands against her body. I touched her breasts well and started to play with her clitoris, she herself pushed my hand to penetrate her first with one finger and then two once she started to moan louder. I pulled out my cock through the boxer's opening, she put it in her pussy, wet but tight and low. She stayed still for a few seconds, both of us enjoying the first thrust while observing the rain fall over the Mediterranean Sea and listening to our breathing. She started moving slowly, grabbing onto both sides, making circles with her hips, I held onto her waist to follow her movements. She was possessed, absolutely dominant in the situation, but also detached at the same time. I felt like for her I wasn't there and somehow that objectification drove me crazy. She came until she finished and lay back on me without taking my cock out, I let her rest for a minute, but I needed to cum, we left the bathroom, soaked as we were, went to bed, laid her down on her back, ripped off her thong with one tug and my boxer had the same fortune. I kissed her mouth, sucked her tits and gave her a brief but beautiful blow job using the word: pussy, got on top of her and put in my cock, this time I was possessed, her moans heated me up like crazy until she came again and I couldn't hold back anymore, pulled out my cock and finished on her abdomen and lay back on her to kiss her while getting myself too... I fell asleep beside her, still wet and entwined.
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