tagIncest/TabooThe Noise

The Noise

bysex4every1©

This story took place in the summer of 1999, when my cousin Haley and I were both nineteen and were on holiday together, along with our parents. You see, her dad and my dad were brothers and had always been close; they had even moved to the same town. As a result, they saw each other frequently and made sure our families got together at least twice a month, usually during the weekends, for a cozy dinner, some wine, talking, laughing, you know.

For as long as I can remember, we had also gone on holiday together, renting a big place and splitting the costs. It was always a fun time. As Haley and I got bigger, the adults would let us be and do our own thing.

Anyway Haley and I had practically grown up together, seeing more of each other than cousins in other families do. Aside from being cousins, we were also good friends and talked about everything and anything. She was sweet, sensitive and had an incredible positive attitude towards life. She never raised her voice, never got angry, and was always in a good mood.

On top of that, she looked amazing; long blond hair, a nice, big -- not too big -- rack, a firm, juicy ass and legs that wouldn't quit. Despite the fact that we were cousins and had practically grown up together, I was still a normal, horny teenager and so I was almost perpetually hard around her. I jacked off thinking about her all the time. I don't think I'd be exaggerating if I said that for every two loads of cum that I shot out of my fat dick, at least one was dedicated to her.

But I also wasn't stupid, I knew I would never have a chance with her. Aside from being related, we had been close friends for so long that the thought hadn't even entered my mind of trying anything, realizing that she would most likely shoot me down and it would destroy our friendship, and probably tear the family apart. So, I did my best to hide my erection from her and jacked off, thinking about her, whenever I could.

That year, we were on vacation at the coast, both families chipped in and rented a luxurious beach house, consisting of two large living units, both with two bedrooms. The adults shared a living unit where each couple had a bedroom, while Haley and I had the second living unit at our disposal, and each had a bedroom all to ourselves.

It was towards the end of the second week of our three weeks holiday. Our parents were on the communal terrace, drinking wine and talking, laughing and playing board games. After having spent the whole day outside, Haley and I usually got comfy in front of the large screen tv in our living room and shared a couch. Because of all the sand and salt water, everyone took a shower before dinner. While I usually put on bermuda shorts -- way too big, so it could hide any potential hard-on -- Haley usually stuck to a flimsy top and the shortest cut-off jeans known to man, or -- as she was that evening -- just a nighty with panties underneath. Strangely enough, her walking around like that was not a problem for anyone, probably because she usually wore an even more revealing bikini during the daytime.

Anyway, we had started the evening with a lighthearted comedy and afterwards had started watching a sci-fi thriller. So far, business as usual. When the movie was done, we would go up to our own rooms and I'd whack off thinking about Haley as I did every night. During the holidays, when I was with her almost 24/7 I usually pumped out about two or three loads a day, all dedicated to her.

As she also sometimes did, about 40 minutes into the movie, Haley reclined and put her head in my lap, with nothing but a pillow to separate her beautiful face from my raging hard dick. For a moment, I glanced at her long, beautiful naked legs and her ass, which was barely covered by her nighty. If it wasn't for her black panties, I...

I shook my head and turned my attention back to the movie, reminding myself that there was only so much hardness the pillow underneath her head could obscure.

I don't know why, but that night I fell asleep towards the end of the movie, and apparently so did she. When a loud thump woke both of us up, the tv had already gone to night programming -- playing lounge music on a background of beautiful nature sights. As I struggled to open my eyes, Haley also poked her head up, and inadvertently placed her left hand on my hard dick as she propped herself up slightly.

"What the hell was that?" she whispered, turning her head from left to right.

"I don't know," I whispered, already forgotten about the thump, as I had other problems to worry about. My cock was always hardest and fattest right after a little powernap and now was no exception. As she listened even more intently for the sound that woke us up, she leaned even more on my fat cock.

Oh my god, I was fucking huge! The pressure she was applying only made it worse. I didn't have the nerve to say or do anything and just sat there, hoping she'd forget about the sound as soon as possible. Suddenly, without moving any other muscle in her body, she began moving her fingers, as if to ascertain what she was leaning on. The shape and hardness left little to the imagination -- if she hadn't figured it out before -- and so I was extremely nervous and apprehensive about how she would react. Although I did my best to keep still and not draw any further attention to me or my fat cock, I couldn't help but get a shiver through my body as her fingers touched the sensitive tip.

I inhaled sharply, my chest heaving up and down quickly as I lost control of my breathing for a moment; a clear indication of how horny I was. There couldn't be any doubt left in her mind of what she was touching or what state I was in...

Instead of pulling her hand away or jumping up in disgust, her fingers wrapped even more around my hard shaft, grabbing it, gently squeezing it. A brief moan escaped from my mouth.

"Sssss," she said as she pretended to still listen for a sound that neither of us cared about anymore; as she stared out into the living room, she moved her hand up about an inch, then back down, just once... then she waited, for the longest time -- probably about ten seconds -- before doing it again, just one small tug, up and down.

"I think it came from under the couch," she said with a trembling voice. I could tell she was as horny as I was. She slid off the couch onto her knees and bent her head down, pretending to look under the couch, while her hand started fisting my fat cock. I couldn't believe what was happening. I gawked down at her hand, jacking me off wildly and fast. From all the trembling and sighing I was doing, Haley could probably tell I wasn't going to last long. Maybe that's why she kept 'peeking' under the couch until I climaxed about thirty seconds later, creaming the insides of my bermuda shorts under heavy panting. Haley kept jacking me off for as long as she could, until my cock had shrunken to the point where she could no longer hold it, then re-placed her hand and poked her head up again.

She laid her head down on my crotch, more specifically on my spent cock and all of its cum it had just spewed and said, "Well, whatever it was, it's gone now..."

I couldn't believe it; not only had she jerked me off, in a casual detached way, she was pretending it hadn't happened! On top of that, the weight of her head was making sure that my balls, cock and thighs all got coated in a layer of my own sperm, making everything cling to my shorts. I didn't want to freak her out by saying or doing the wrong thing, so I just sat there.

After a couple of minutes of pretending to browse through the channels, I said, "Ok, I think I am going to call it a night."

"Yeah, me too," she said as she sat back up. After a customary peck on the cheek, we each retired to our own bedroom. Needless to say I was up for quite some time, trying to get the incident out of my mind, unsuccessfully I might add. It wasn't before I pumped out two more loads that I was finally able to get some much needed rest.

The following day went by as usual. Haley acted as if nothing had happened and I was doing my best to act cool as well. I was starting to wonder if she even remembered; it sure didn't look that way. It wasn't until that evening when we were about to watch tv again that I would get an answer. Wanting to steer things in the right direction as much as I could, I had put on some lose pajama shorts which did an even poorer job of hiding and containing my cock when it got hard. Haley was wearing jeans cut-offs and a halter top. As she was wearing more clothes than the night before, I didn't have high hopes.

However, the film had only just begun when she grabbed a pillow and asked me if she could put her head in my lap. I agreed and we watched the film for about ten more minutes. I was just about getting into the story when Haley, out of the blue, poked her head up and said, "What was that?"

"I didn't hear anything," I whispered, naively thinking she was serious.

"It sounded exactly like what we heard yesterday," she said, grabbing my half-flaccid cock through my pajama boxers, and rolling it back and forth as she pretended to listen for a noise, even though the tv was quite loud. My cock became fat within seconds. She got up and looked around the room, trying to locate the mysterious sound. By now, my cock was obscenely tenting my boxers. When I noticed her undoing her jeans cut-offs and pushing them to her feet, giving me an A-class view of her beautiful ass, I grabbed my dong, freed it from under my boxers and jacked off.

Next she pulled her top over her head, quickly unhooked her bra and then pushed her panties down; all within a ten second window. Then, she turned around, facing me but not really looking at me -- still listening. I gawked and drooled over her gorgeous curves and all of her naked body. I jumped up and got on my knees instead of on my ass, figuring that position would help me cum.

She stepped closer. I could see her face was flushed and she had goosebumps all over her body. As it was a hot summer evening, I surmised that she was in this condition because she was fucking horny. I was really going to town on my throbbing cock and so it didn't take a genius to figure out I wasn't going to last long. Haley, still in character, slowly dropped to her knees right in front of me and leaned back, giving me a big, beautiful target to cum on. And that's exactly what I did; without making a sound, I exploded and ejaculated all over her knees, arms, stomach and a little on her tits.

When I was done, and all of my cum was on her, she said, "Mmm, it's gone again..." and stood up, putting on her panties, jeans shorts, bra and top -- in that order -- and then sat back down on the couch. I crawled back onto the couch, stuffed my dick back in my shorts, only just in time to see her reclining and putting her head back in my lap.

"Weird huh," she whispered.

"Uh yeah," I replied, playing along.

We watched the rest of the movie with any further interruptions.

The following evening, I was sitting in front of the tv when she came into the living room, wearing her jeans shorts and a top again. Before even sitting down this time, she glanced at my hard cock through my boxers -- the only thing I was wearing -- and said, "There's that noise again." As I had muted the tv and everything was silent, I knew she was horny again.

"Yeah, where is it coming from?" I asked, pretending to listen, giving her the chance to set the stage for our next, inappropriate, performance.

"It seems to be coming from right here," she said, walking over to the wall, perpendicular to where the tv was. She put her ear against it, facing me and said, "Come and listen to this."

I jumped up, walked over to her and put my ear against the same wall, facing her, my face now barely five inches from hers. Off course, there was nothing to be heard as it was an outside wall, the only thing behind it was forest.

For a few seconds, she moved her eyes as if she was actually trying to focus on the non-existing sound, then slowly leaned her head forwards towards me, lewdly extending her tongue. I did as she did and within two seconds, our tongues touched and we started slobbering all over each other's mouths, chin and cheeks, getting our lustful saliva all over each other. It was the most erotic, yet most nasty thing I had done in a while!

After about forty seconds, she broke our 'kiss' and said, "It seems to be coming from down here", as she got down on her knees, putting her ear to the wall again right in front of my hard boner. She pulled my boxers down and put her mouth swiftly over my engorged cock head, bobbing her head up and down over the fuck tip, while she grabbed the base of it with her right hand and began jacking me off as well.

"Hear anything?" she asked suddenly, briefly taking my cock out of her slut mouth.

"No," I whispered, my eyes clenched shut as I was trying my best not to moan.

"Keep listening," she replied and got right back to work. She furiously jacked and sucked for another two minutes, working me to another spectacular climax. When she sensed it was about to spurt, she did something even more amazingly slutty. She let my cock slip from her mouth, but tightened her grip and jacked me off a little faster as she bent her head down, bringing her blond hairdo right in my line of fire.

"I think it's gone again," she whispered, staying in character as she started stroking the cum out of my balls, all over her hair. I gawked down at my white sperm drenching her hair, as she casually said, "Yep, it's gone again."

She stroked until I had nothing left to give. As she felt my cock getting smaller, she wiped her stroking hand off on the wall and got up, asking, "Wanna watch some tv?"

I looked at her, dead in the eye, trying my best not to gawk at my cum in her hair and noticed she was flustered and clearly horny. I could only imagine how she was feeling; she must have been pretty raunchy to do what she had just done.

"Sure," I replied and so I sat down on the couch and watched as she simply sat down next to me and put her head in my lap, as she done the previous nights. Only this time, her blonde hair was glazed abundantly with my sperm. She looked so slutty and nasty!

After watching tv for a while, I noticed her squirming and fidgeting with herself. She was still horny, there was no doubt about that. I wanted to help her, but didn't know how -- I didn't even know if she wanted me touching her, or doing things to her. My inexperience was making me doubt myself on so many levels that I froze up completely. We hadn't talked about what we -- well, she -- had done; whenever we weren't playing 'what's that noise' it was business as usual, just two cousins with a normal family relationship. For understandable reasons, she apparently wanted to keep those two things separated, even if it was only by means of an imaginary sound.

Haley was much more experienced, and was going to have to make the next move here. I didn't have the balls to initiate contact, even after everything she'd done to and for me. The previous night she'd been able to suppress her own lust -- possibly taking care of it in the privacy of her room -- but now she seemed unable or unwilling to do so.

After another three or four minutes of watching tv -- and probably thinking about how she was going to handle this -- she got up and asked, "Want a drink?"

A strange question, considering there was a bottle of water next to the couch.

"No thanks," I replied as she'd already gotten up and was walking towards the kitchen area. I heard her open the fridge, take a sip from another bottle of water and then return to living room area.

To my surprise, she pulled her jeans shorts and panties down in one swift move, and then sat down on the far side of the couch. With her knees pulled up and her feet as far apart as possible, she was giving me an unobstructed view of her twat. Although she was pretending to watch tv, I could clearly see her body trembling with lust.

While I was staring at her cunt, she slowly moved her hand down and softly started playing with her clit, right there in front of me. Realizing that this was going to get awkward pretty quickly for her if I just kept gawking at her, without at least creating a distraction, I decided to use a page out of her book.

I muted the tv and asked, "What was that?" and looked away from her.

"I don't know," she replied. I got up, slowly walking around the living room area, pretending to listen for another noise. I put my ear against several walls, at several locations, listening, meanwhile glancing at her every chance I could. By now, she had slipped two fingers up her little twat and was slowly fingering herself.

"I can't seem to locate it," I said, facing her, but looking up, still pretending to listen. She liked my little show. It seemed to give her the alibi she needed to do what she needed to do. I walked into the kitchen and lingered there for about ten seconds. Haley really started fingering the shit out of herself now, creating loud, sloppy, squishing noises, and moaning. I moved back into the living room, figuring she was going to want me there when she climaxed. I strolled in, looking at the ceiling as I moved towards her.

"Where is that coming from?" I asked rhetorically as I was standing right in front of her again.

"Oh fuck," Haley panted, really ramming her fingers in and out of her drenched twat, "Fuck, fuck..."

As she now had her eyes closed, I just stayed where I was and just gawked at her, as the full force of her much needed orgasmed ripped through her body.

"Shiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiit," she exclaimed as her body convulsed violently and she squirted powerfully in my direction. I kept staring at her -- after all it was the first I had seen a woman cum -- and waited for her fingering to slow down, then said, "Mmmm, strange, it's gone again!" and returned to my seat.

Haley laid there panting for a while longer, as I pretended to watch tv -- I couldn't even tell you what was on. After about ten minutes, Haley got up, picked up her clothes and said, "I think I'll call it a night, a quick shower and then to bed..."

"OK," I said, "I'll probably only be another half hour or so."

"Ok, 'night", she said, "Tomorrow, we really need to see about that noise."

"You got it," I replied, acting cool, while in fact, my cock was getting hard again.

While she was in the shower, I kneeled down where she'd squirted and whacked off, adding my nut juice to the mix.

The following morning, I had thrown off the covers and was jacking off, lying on my back, as I did most mornings, thinking about what had happened the previous nights. Suddenly, Haley barged into my room, without knocking -- something she never did. She was wearing nothing but a bra -- also something she'd never done before.

"Jeff, the noise is back, come quickly!" she said, visibly surprised that I was jacking off -- although it didn't stop her. I got up, not bothering with covering up -- as she'd seen my cock several times already. She guided me into her room and said, "It's coming from under the bed."

I looked at her, not sure what she wanted me to do here.

"What are you waiting for? Get under there, we need to find out where it's coming from!" she said, almost pushing me towards the bed. As I got down on my knees in front of her bed, she whispered, "Come on, get on your back, quickly!"

It was starting to dawn on me what she had in mind.

I got down on my back and scooted up, moving my head and torso under the bed, my fat cock sticking up like a sore thumb. I figured she was going to give me a handjob, so imagine my surprise when I suddenly felt her warm, wet mouth sliding down over my cock.

"Oh god!" I exclaimed, surprised at the sensation of being inside of her mouth again.

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