My [F] wife has a deep long time crush on her [M] cousin and [M] I’m ok with it… (Part 3 of 4) – Short Sex Story

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So I was dismissing it like I’m just tripping, at first. But then as it just kept getting to be more often than I wondered was typical, I started changing my view about what was going on. I started thinking and believing that they had a real thing going on with each other. I was mad, jealous and disgusted at first. Like for the whole first week or so that I had came to the conclusion. I hadn’t mentioned anything to anybody at that point though. After thinking more and more about it in detail however, the idea began to really turn me on. I think what I had to realize was that I have at all times wondered the whole cousin thing was pretty hot. I don’t have a cousin fetish myself. And I’ve never had a cousin of my own that I was attracted to or wondered of in any sexual way, but I’ve seen porn and read stories and the whole thing seems pretty hot to me. I’m intrigued by it. So I stopped being mad and disgusted. And I then wondered about the fact that I already have plans to distribute her with other dudes and with women, so what am I being jealous of? I’m not by nature a jealous dude anyways. If you check out my lady I take it as complimentary. So I stopped being jealous of the situation and began embracing it instead. Or wishfully thinking. One or the other. But I’ve started having sort of a small obsession in my imagination to see my wife being fucked by her cousin and sucking on his dick. The whole nine yards. With me involved and with me just watching. I’ve been obsessing over the whole entire spectrum.

So one night as my wife and I were having sex and doing the fantasy talking and discussing that we do, I decided to bring it up. I wondered this would be the best time to mention it so that my wife didn’t automatically get defensive or in denial about it. This is the time that I at all times introduce new ideas to her. My wife gets into a very altered state of mind when I’m inside her. Like she has no realization of anything else in the world going on besides us making love. Like the pastor from her parents church could walk in on us and she probably wouldn’t realize it until after she cums. So I figure if she doesn’t go for an idea when she’s in that state of mind, then she isn’t going to be down for it at all, ever. Kind of how I filter the ideas out.

So the first thing I said when first bringing it up was, “So I notice you and your Cuzzo are pretty tight huh? Haha!” To which she was like, “What do you mean?” I say, “I see how you two hug each other and kiss each other. I see what’s going on. Wink wink.” (I didn’t wink. I said the words, “wink wink”).

To that she sort of made a sound like a gasp and got sort of a little defensive. She began to deny it. She said they’re just hugs and that they only kiss each other on the cheek and they used to be close when they were younger so they miss each other and are happy when they see each other. That nothing is going on between them and they’re just cousins, nothing else. And I was like, “Baby, it’s ok. I’m not mad and I’m not making a deal about it. I was just mentioning it. I’m not getting upset with you. You don’t have to be defensive. We’re just fantasizing, right?”

She maintained that it was nothing and that I’m making more out of it. She said that that’s not a fantasy that’s on the table. They’re cousins and that’s all they’ll ever be. Nothing like that is going on between them. So I should get that out of my head. I said ok. But I didn’t take it out of my head. Being the pervert that I am, I’ve kept mentioning it. And I at all times bring it up the same way. When I’m deep up inside her and her breath is at its hardest. The next couple times, she did mostly the same. Defense and denial. Most of the same sort of words too. Nothing between them. Making more out of it than it is. Just cousins. Yada yada yada.

But then, one night, I made a break through. In the same fashion as at all times, I’m deep inside and I once again bring it up. This time though, her response was a little bit different. She says, “Awe Babe, why? Why do you keep talking about that?” And I said, “Because Baby, I just wanna know. I don’t want you to feel like you have to hide anything from me.” To which she says, “I know but, I just don’t want… I don’t want you to judge me or think less of me or think things about me. Cuz I really don’t have anything going on with him!” Which I do believe she’s telling the truth about. My wife is one of those people that are so honest, almost to a fault. I think probably nothing physical has ever happened between them, but I was positive there’s some kind of emotional connection that they both probably just suppress. I think they have been fighting some sexual tension between them for probably a number of years now. And I don’t blame them. Apart from them both being hot and attractive respectively, but also knowing the family that they come from. Very religious. Not conservative per say, but very conserved. If that makes any sense. So I’m sure they would all frown upon a relationship between cousins, no matter how distant of cousins they might be. So I totally get why they would not act on their emotions or feelings and sexual tension. But I’m not one that would out my wife like that and I would never judge her for anything. Even if I wasn’t turned on by it.

Getting back to the conversation, I tell her very softly and gently that she already knows that I would never judge her and I would never think anything less of her. And I also reminded her of my sexual and perverted nature. And that if anything, I would only be turned on by it, most likely. Which I think helped to calm her down a little bit.

She took a long deep breath and began by saying, “Ok… The truth is nothing has ever happened between us at all. That’s the truth. But I have always been attracted to him and had a crush on him since I was in high school. I think he’s really attractive and he’s always been the coolest member in my family. He’s the only one that has never made me feel like he’s judging me for anything.”

Being judged is a big peave of my wifes. She doesn’t enjoy feeling like she’s being judged by anyone. Especially after she came out to her family about being bisexual. Most of her family was not very accepting of it for a long time, as I find out it. They were all actually relieved I guess, when she started dating me and when she announced our engagement. I wasn’t the first boyfriend she ever had, but I think they didn’t like it when she was dating women.

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