Introduction:
This is the diary of Billy Bob McTavish, a teen boy, about he and his young girl cousin growing up, having a family and a wide variety of sexual adventures, some quite bizarre. It has ten chapters: (1) Becoming a Man; (2) Marriage; (3) House Guest; (4) Satisfying Our Guest; (5) Helping a Psychologist; (6) More Sex Therapy; (7) Mutual Therapy; (8) Our Daughter; (9) Our Daughter is 13; (10) ConclusionBilly Bob Chapter 2 (Marriage)
When I first came to live with Uncle Abraham and Hagar, Leah was a real pest, but after several years she started tagging along when I went to Friday night Bible class every week. That was while she was in fifth grade, so I didn’t pay much attention to her. As long as she didn’t bother me, I let her tag. Things changed after she caught me with her ma in the garage. She wanted to talk as we walked over to the church and on the way home, the only times that we were alone together. At first it was just about me: what had it been like to lose my folks; did I like playing football at school; was I good in arithmetic (actually I was studying geometry). Then she started asking about the girls that I knew; did I like any one in particular; had I had sex with any of them like I had with her ma? WOW! Now I was freaked. I told her that she could never tell about that and that I wouldn’t ever discuss it with her.
She wouldn’t let go of it so I did finally tell her about Uncle Abraham’s talk about how our Scottish ancestors changed a 15 year-old boy into a man. She must have thought about that for several weeks and actually went to the library to see if she could find more information. The only thing she could find, she told me the next week, was that people in Scotland used to live so far apart that young people rarely saw anyone who wasn’t a relative. It was therefore common for cousins to “have intimate relations and to marry when the first child was on the way.” She said that she would like to do that with me. I cut her off on that thought because she was like a sister to me.
Soon thereafter, she started coming into my room at night to talk, and sometimes had a very revealing nightgown on. Once when I couldn’t help but notice her body, I got a hard-on and she could see the tent in my PJs. She smiled and put her hand around it and felt it get much harder. She said that her ma had told her to not leave a man like that because he would hurt, so she pulled my prick out and masturbated me until I shot a wad over her hand. She licked it off and said that she liked doing that for me. I’ll have to admit that I liked it too, but knew that it was wrong. I wouldn’t let her do it again for some months, but did enjoy chatting with her in my bed late at night.
It turned out, when I got to know her better, that she was a fairly smart girl and that we had a lot of common interests. After several months she again asked to help relieve my erection, asking so nicely that I couldn’t say no. This time she wanted me to just put my hand on her pubic area so she could feel good too. This didn’t seem, at the time, to be so terribly wrong so I did it and found that increased my excitement too. I liked to just use my middle finger to tease her clit, then move it down to her weeping hole and let my thumb press and rub on her clit. I only put my finger in a little past my first knuckle so I didn’t break her hymen and then wiggled and rotated it, slowly to start then speeded up as she got hot. Before long we were fondling each other two or three nights a week, with both of us reaching climaxes. Leah didn’t have any boobs yet nor any hair around her pussy, so she was just a little 11 year-old girl not yet a woman and I felt it was OK to be nice to her since sex was not involved.
Needless to say, we became very close over time and sex did become involved. Leah would come into my room and immediately throw off her nightgown. I had gotten used to not even putting on my PJs to go to bed. We would lie face to face while talking and, unless we were talking about something really serious, our hands would be deliciously exploring each other’s bodies. As time went on our mouths and tongues became involved too. Leah particularly liked for me to put my tongue as far into her vagina as it could go and then to make the tip of it move up and down. She would leak her maiden’s juice into my mouth when she reached her climax and I slurped it up. My favorite was to have her just put her mouth around the head and then rotate her tongue around it. Leah always would keep her lips tight around my cock when I erupted, slosh it around in her mouth for a while, sometimes share some of it with me, and then finally guzzle it down. It was fun.
When I turned 16 I quit school and started working full time at the local gas station. Almost a year later was when we decided to get married. By that time we found that we were badly tempted to go “all the way,” even though we had decided that we were going to wait until after we were married. Anyway, when Leah turned thirteen we ran off to Atlanta and got hitched. Leah’s folks were real unhappy with us at the time, but accepted it as the right thing to do, just a lot earlier than they had hoped for. They even let us move in to Leah’s room until I could save up enough to rent somewhere else.
People who read those trashy magazines just don’t understand what real love is, so I’m going to try to tell what it meant to us. While we lived at Leah’s home, we made love almost every night. The hardest part of that was keeping quiet so her folks wouldn’t hear us. Leah would usually get so worked up that she’d be telling me to “do it harder” or to go “faster, faster” and her voice would get louder and louder as she approached her climax. Now I don’t mean to brag, but I’m hung pretty good, almost 6” when I’m really hard, and Leah does reach a climax almost every time we make love. In fact, I often have to slow down so that she doesn’t come way before I’m ready.
During those early months, we were still just doing it in the missionary position, so it was hard to adjust our lovemaking so that we were both satisfied at about the same time. We were so in love that we often went to sleep still connected, and then some time later in the night I’d wake up with a full erection, still in Leah, and she would be making her vagina pulse, alternately squeezing me and relaxing and then moving her hips back and forth just a little to gently slide back and forth on my prick. She said that sometimes she could get off without me even waking up.
The following spring we were able to rent a house out in the country. It was only one room and the water and facilities were out back, but it was like heaven to us. I picked up the Sunday newspapers from some of our friends at church, and we used the colored sections and flour and water paste to paper the inside. It looked real homey and cheerful when we were through. At last we could be alone and do what we wanted when we wanted. Unfortunately, that situation only lasted a few months.

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