I grew up in a close knit family, everyone lived nearby. Same age cousins went to school together and hung out together. But after I got my tits my older cousin Al started looking after me. He hugged me to him, real tight squishing my tits against him. He liked to lift me up by my ass and kiss me, and sometimes get me up with my legs around me and hump me against the wall. Don't get me wrong, I loved it. It felt so good and being kissed and humped almost got me to orgasm.

One day, we were outside walking the fence and talking, he turned me to him and kissed me, lips locked and his hands holding me by my butt. He told me it was time and he got down on his knees and peeled my pants down and stuck his face in me, his tongue darting in and out of my labia. On the ground, he got my legs open, and his tongue dug into my vagina. I kept telling him not to fuck me, but that was wasted breath and intentions. He got on his knees and pushed his pants down and came down on me stuffing his dick in me.

The law was pretty simple, you fuck your cousin you own her. Get her pregnant you marry her. Well he both owned me and married me, my belly was full and I had a bouncy baby boy at sixteen. Other girls I knew were having babies, with cousins and older kids from high school. The ones that had cousin babies stayed married and had more babies with him. Family first.

So among the girls where we lived it was always better to fuck your cousin and get pregnant by him. And that's what we did.