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Young Cousin Sex Stories
I've been asked to share what happened with my cousin and how she got me into liking feet. Well...




It was that cold winter years ago when I was around 9. My cousin was a pretty brunette, was around 5'5", and she was around 17. We were in the car, on our way home from buying groceries with her parents. I was sleeping over at her house since I was on break. We didn't have much to do when we got back, so we went down into the basement where the heat was. It was still very cold lol.




Her name is A btw. We closed the door and turned off the lights. I was a little scaredy cat, so I hopped on then couch with her. She was on the other end and I, of course, was on the other end. Her parents were cooking and preparing upstairs. We watched a scary movie and she lied down to watch. The cool part was she had her socked feet on my lap. I was sitting Indian style because I didn't want the monster to bite my feet xD




For some odd reason, I couldn't stop looking at her feet. She must've caught and said, "My feet are cold." I said, "Why? We have a huge blanket and you have socks." Be in mind that we are covered in a huge blanket, so even if her parents come down, they see nothing! After about 10 minutes later into the movie, she asks, "Why do you keep looking at my feet?"




I told her that her socks are cool lmao. She said, "Seriously though, my feet are cold. Can I put them under your shirt?" I said fine after she said c'mon like 5 times. Her cold fuzzy socked feet were about to get warmed up. Throughout the movie, she was rubbing my stomach "trying" to get friction for heat lol.




I noticed and then said, "Yuck. Your feet stink." I couldn't smell anything anyway haha. She said, "No they don't!" I tried to be a smart mouth and said, "Yeah huh! They smell baaaad!" A took her heels and pulled back on my thigh, so her socks came off. She put her foot up to my face and yelled, "Smell it again!" She pinched my nose between her toes. A said, "I won't stop until you say sorry!" I yelled NO!




As A is pinching my nose with her toes, she pulled my head down under the blanket. OMG it was hot under there. Her feet were like steaming up and sweating on my face. Both her feet were now covering my face and holding me down. The only air I could breath was her feet. You couldn't see any of me except my legs that were hanging out at the end of the couch. She kept me there for a very long time. I finally "gave in" and said, "Okay. I'm sorry. Sorry, that your feet frikin stinks! Ugh!"




She let me get out the blanket to sit up and get air. She said, "That's it. I know your 9 and all, but I don't care how old you are." I looked at her cluelessly. A continued, "You won't have to sleep NOR be under my feet all night if you do one thing." I asked what. A lifted her feet and rested them on my hands. She said, "I dare you to lick both my whole entire feet hehe." I looked at her small feet that were painted black and rejected and then A said, "You're not sleeping in the guest room tonight. You're sleeping in basement tonight with me."




Before she could pull me down again, her parents called us up to eat. A's mom asked me, "Are you enjoying your stay?" I looked at A and then her mom and said yes. After we had a nice conversation and ate, A and I went to brush our teeth and went downstairs to do whatever. After we played cards and stuff. It was 1 am and I was tired. I was on my way upstairs and told her good night. She yelled, "Wait! Come back here." I walked back and asked what.




A said, "You know what to do. Don't worry, my parents go to work early." I got into the position with my legs over the couch. A went to turn off the lights. A put her feet on my face and then she covered me and half her body with the large blanket. I tried my best to mumble under her feet. I said, "A?" She said huh. Then I tried my best to say I'm sorry, "Mmm sooowwmy."




A said, "I know, Ice." She lifted one foot a little and patted me on my face a few times. "Be a good boy and keep quiet down there and I won't tell anyone." I started pushing up on her feet with my tongue and licking her feet with the little space I had. She knew what was going on, but I guess the chance she gave me earlier was gone. I had to go through the same routine the whole week of me staying there.




I have the coolest family ever!
There was also a time where we were playing truth or dare. She had all her girl friends over. Omg they were all hot. I couldn't even talk to a single one of them without looking at them in the eye. A evilly dared me to lick all the girls' feet. It was embarrassing, but I was a kid right? Lol! Actually, 99% of my dares were feet dares. It involved sniffing, licking, massaging, and touching overall. One of the girls even asked why my cousin keeps making me do feet dares! My cousin just says, "Cuz it's funny! He's just a kid!" Haha...wow. Good days...
Wow you are so lucky man lol to have a cousin that let you do that . More story pls thanks (: happy new year
I would kill to have my hot cousins do that!!! Awesome!!!
Man... wow. Almost too amazing to believe. But I can believe it. Thats nice man. Im jealous.
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Nicole Moran was left feeling suicidal by the abuse at the hands of Karl Walsh
NICOLE Moran was just four when she was first sexually assaulted by her nine-year-old cousin Karl Walsh.
Walsh went on to abuse her 350 times over a seven-year period leaving Nicole suicidal.
Now Nicole, 22, from Dublin, bravely shares her story for the first time with Fabulous Online :
I always knew there was something a bit weird about my cousin Karl Walsh, my mum Taine’s nephew, and I wasn't the only one to think so.
I remember my mum describing him as "a bit odd" and my dad, Gerald agreeing.
Although I felt sorry for Karl because all the adults thought he was strange, I didn’t like being alone with him because he made me feel nervous and on edge.
But I was close to Karl’s sister, who was eight years older than me and I loved hanging out with her at their home.
Sometimes I would sleep over. We had lots of fun. She’d do my hair and put make-up on me.
It was on one of those occasions when I was just four that Karl attacked me for the first time.
He stopped me as I left the bathroom and urged me to come into his room. There he lifted up my T-shirt and felt my chest.
I was horrified and scared. Then his hands went down my trousers. As I gasped in pain and fear he told me: "It’s normal – it happens to everyone."
I knew it wasn’t normal. I knew what he was doing was wrong. But, at just four years old, I didn’t understand that I should tell my mum and dad.
So I kept quiet – and it happened again and again. Then it got worse.
Just weeks later I was at his when he forced my hand down his trousers. I cried as he made me touch him.
As time went on it happened all the time. I was terrified.
At eight I became really sore down below and Mum saw it when I was having a bath. Afterwards, while drying me off, she asked me outright: “Is someone hurting you? Is someone touching you beneath your knickers?”
She added: "You can tell Mummy anything, you know."
It was my opportunity to admit what Karl was doing but I froze and said nothing. Then, eventually, I lied to her and said I had injured myself on a piece of playground equipment. Mum believed me.
When I was ten, Karl’s abuse stepped up a notch when he pulled down my trousers and pushed me on to the bed. He unbuttoned his trousers but I screamed out so he stopped.
The seven years of abuse had taken their toll on me. I acted up at school and would fight other pupils.
His hands went down my trousers. As I gasped in pain and fear he told me: 'It’s normal'
I tried everything to get Karl to stop hurting me. I told him I had a boyfriend but he didn’t care. Eventually, when I was 11, I refused to see him anymore. I told Mum we had had a fight, which she believed, and the abuse ended.
But I would still have to see him on family occasions and I hated him so much.
When I was 17, Karl's sister had a baby. I began to worry that Karl would target her just as he had me so I confessed everything to my best friend.
She urged me to tell my mum but I was too upset so she did.
Afterwards I crept into my mum’s room. She was crying and devastated. "I’m so sorry," she said. "I blame myself for letting you go over there."
She had told Dad who wanted to kill Karl – but I knew what I needed to do.
It took me a while to pluck up the courage but a few months later, I approached the police.
He was arrested but even then, my ordeal wasn't over because it was a number of years before he was charged.
During that time I became very depressed and had periods where I felt suicidal.
But, at 21, I had a little girl – now 16 months – who gave me hope.
In April this year Karl Walsh, of Darndale, Dublin, appeared at Dublin Circuit Criminal Court, where he pleaded guilty to five sample counts of sexually abusing me between the ages of four to 11.
Judge Martin Nolan said Walsh molested me every weekend I visited his home. He added the “prolonged nature” of the abuse was an aggravating factor, stating the sample charges were probably representative of 50 or 60 incidents in one year.
He added: “Based on the state’s evidence that is a conservative estimate.”
I realised over the years I had been abused more than 350 times.
Karl was jailed for five years with the final three suspended.
I felt really let down by what I consider a lenient sentence.
But now I am speaking out because I want other victims of sexual assault to realise there is hope and you can move on. I won’t let that monster win.
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My cousin and I are both 17 and were virgins until our holiday with his parents at a villa in Barbados
My cousin and I are both 17 and were virgins until our holiday with his parents at a villa in Barbados.
He’s very handsome and as I fancied him I deliberately made him sexually excited by asking him to rub sun oil over my body while we were sunbathing in the garden.
His parents were out, so no one could see us.
I pulled off his trunks and dared him to swim naked with me in the pool.
After telling him I was on the Pill, he realised what I had in mind and minutes later we lost our virginity, which felt wonderful.
The next day when we were left alone again by his parents, we couldn’t resist doing it again when we were at the beach.
We had a good time together and are longing to see each other again, but my friends think sex with a cousin is incest and is wrong.
I led him on and I’m worried and confused.
What you’ve done isn’t illegal but what you have to realise if you want to continue this relationship is some people won’t approve. Your parents probably won’t.
You were both virgins and felt so ­comfortable in each other’s company that you were able to share one of the most special moments of your lives together.
You mustn’t confuse that with love or think it means you’re meant to be together.
You’re young, so why get into a potentially difficult relationship at this stage?
I think you can be glad that you lost your virginity to someone close who you respect and feel at ease with, but I’d be wary of turning this into something else before you’ve experienced other relationships.
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