The best Christmas of my life.

Hello, my name is Karina. I'm a light brunette with medium hair and defined shapes and middle breasts from the Aryan race who lives on a farm in Francisco Alves (PR) and has always been raised in the countryside. My father taught me how to do farming work and practically grew up breathing country life. It was nearing Christmas last year and as usual relatives and friends gathered together with our family for this special occasion. And near that day news made me happy: my aunt and cousin whom I had only seen once when they were little came back from Cuba and I looked forward to seeing them again because it would be too late. They arrived on the morning of the 22nd at the farm. As soon as I saw my cousin, I was fascinated by him. His name is Vanderson; he's a light-brown man with quite a good physique although not very muscular and short hair and slightly grayish in Ricardinho style from São Paulo. When we met it was a joy for me to see each other. Vanderson seemed somewhat reserved and shy which made me even more intrigued about him. He attracted so much attention but maybe didn't realize that. As the next two days went by, I realized that Vanderson also had an admiration for the countryside and often watched him ride horses, walk along trails, gaze at and play with small children on a farm. I walked past him wrapped in a towel, and made up an excuse to ask him to stand there and see if anyone would come over and warn me that I was changing. He politely accepted. I went into my room, left the door open on purpose, and noticed he'd been watching me undressing naked through the mirror of his bedroom. Maybe so as not to raise any flags, he moved away soon afterwards, but I knew he had seen me, but no matter what I kept dressing myself. Christmas dinner arrived, friends and relatives and family mingling with each other wishing everyone a merry christmas and happy people. I began to look at vanderson from across the dining room of the house and he looked back at me we were seeing one another and little by little i got closer to him while my friends had fun i called out for him and asked if we could talk outside looking into the night. We walked around and talked about things that happened in our families We came to a nearly empty barn where hay and some fodder for our flock was kept, which also served as my hiding place in the most private of hours. We went inside and looked at the barn; I showed him what had been stored there. We walked into one corner and talked further. I asked on the pretext that he wanted to show me a small spot on my chest so that he could touch it with his hand. He did and this made me even more excited. He watched me and suddenly slipped his hand deeper into my breasts. He came closer and opened more of my blouse, exposing my breasts, and we ended up kissing. A long warm good-natured kiss. We lay down on the haystack and started to take off our clothes. His tongue licking at my nipples made me laugh excitedly. I would help him by holding his head back against my chest. We'd start there and keep going. Then he unzipped my legs and walked over to my grotto and kissed her and licked my little cricket. I felt these delicious shivers and more, enjoying the pleasure of getting wet with Vanderson's inroads. He wanted to try my sex very pleasurably, which made me madder every time. And then it was my turn. I grabbed a Vandersohn Christmas turkey and tried to caress that hard tasty delight on my lips. It was so good that I ended up sucking all the warm nectar he expelled out of his member, and licked my little mouth full, swallowing this deliciousness whole. He still held it steady and strong. So we decided to do something: lie down in the hay, spread my legs wide open for him to fit inside me his member; he put it into my pocket and we started. He fucked me, and we had fun with it. Every push from him was an explosion going on within myself. It was very good that trance in the barn, smelling of hay and rations. That smell mixed with the burning sex coming out from our bodies. Then we changed positions. He lay down and I got on his lap, began to ride him up, riding and doing the back-and-forth movements, it felt wonderful, I moaned and had a lot of fun. Vanderson also knew how to drive the horse really well. I tried to move my little bundle, while from behind he grabbed me and kissed my neck and put his hand on my breasts. We noticed more and more that underneath this reserved appearance there was a tiger hiding who looked caged up like crazy for an attack. And we stayed in it for quite some time. His caresses made me madder and crazier with desires. I didn't want to stop; I wanted to enjoy all of these things again and again. Then after two minutes pause, I stood on four legs and offered him my small bundle so he could eat my pussy. Vanderson went crazy, couldn't believe what was going on. And he obeyed. I told him how to be careful and he did exactly as I asked. Vanderson put it in very carefully and I exploded even more of a hard-on. His penis inside me made me go madder and crazier. He really liked this experience because I was the first one who offered his ass for him. The warmth of that liquid on my back gave me the creeps. We finished, and we lay naked in a little embrace in the haystack talking to each other as he hugged me caressing my body and making love made me very happy. We decided to sleep together and kissed so I felt more protected and comfortable. Vanderson was such a wonderful cat. As soon as daylight came around slowly enough, I woke up and he still slept. And actually I did wake up because his cock hit hard again against my thigh. He sensing movements awoke too. We kissed, talked a little more and realized that everyone was still asleep. While they were celebrating Christmas at home we practiced our special dinner. We had the mood for another trance. We repeated it all again on this early morning. It was the best Christmas anyone could imagine. Vanderson stayed some days longer in the farmhouse, and my dear cousin along with his mother and auntie left on day 29. That's good, because I am already imagining new crazy with this wonderful tiger that is my cousin Vanderson.