Chapter 6
"I promise I won't tell, honest," Elizabeth stared innocently at him as she slipped her right hand under the covers and crossed her fingers to indicate that she was telling a fib. Because of course Daddy knew about Mike and Rose and he'd made her admit what she'd seen, so in a way she had told somebody if you got right down to it. But she wasn't going to tell anybody else, she was pretty sure of that.
"I wanted to hear that, honey. I'd like to make it up to you-I mean about the spanking. My gosh, you're a big girl, a grown young lady, and here I was paddling your cute little bottom as if you were a kid," he grinned at her.
This flattering speech reminded black-haired Elizabeth somewhat disconcertingly of the shameful picture she must have made across her sturdy mature cousin's lap last night and in front of Rose too, for she blushed most becomingly as she lowered her eyes. "I-I'm glad you aren't mad at me any more, Cousin Mike. I do like you lots, you know that. And maybe I guess I did deserve that spanking after all. I shouldn't of been up so late raiding the fridge and then I shouldn't have gone and peeked. I should have gone away once I found out who it was-I mean-" her voice suddenly trailed off.
His eyes narrowed. "So you're trying to tell me that you did see right off who it was and you just kept watching there hoping that you wouldn't be found out, is that it?"
"Oh no!" Elizabeth hastily tried to reassure him. "You've got it all wrong, I mean-"
"I really ought to paddle your hind end again for you, just to remind you how wrong it is to snoop on people," he scowled irritatedly. "I would, except you'd probably tell your daddy about that, and then he'd be after me for being mean to his little girl."
"I am not so little," Elizabeth indignantly defended herself, her cheeks flaming. "At least, Daddy didn't think so when he looked at my hind end after what you'd done to it, he said-oh my gosh!" She clamped both hands over her mouth and looked frantically crestfallen as she realized she had said more than she intended.
Mike's ears had pricked up. "You mean your daddy took a look at your bare butt, youngster?"
"Yes, he did, if you have to know something! And that's none of your business, either! But he said I was practically a grown woman, so there now too!" she defiantly retorted.
Mike felt his prick stirring and resurging, even though he had certainly given Ruth a vigorous fucking. Elizabeth's sauciness and her rebellious attempt at acting mature piqued him as well as excited him Also, he was remembering the olive sheen of her naked bottom and the way her legs had threshed about and how he had seen those soft pink cuntal lips of hers framed by the silky black curls of her bush while he was spanking that springy, velvety bare ass of hers. Maybe this would be the way to make up for good!
"I wasn't arguing with your daddy at all, honey," he sat down on the edge of the bed and took both her hands in his.
The way Elizabeth was staring up at Mike made him take a longer look at the way her legs seemed huddled together as she shrank back under the covers she had pulled up to her neck. Again his eyes narrowed. Before she could suspect what he had in mind, he reached out and yanked the covers down. Then he chuckled and wagged a teasing finger. "You couldn't quite pull your pants up tight, could you, youngster? What were you doing when I came in, playing pussy finger?"
"Ohhhhh! C-Cousin M-Mike, wh-what do you mean?" she quavered but the way her face was burning red, it was obvious that she understood his salacious term. Her girl friend Joanne had, in fact, often referred to her own already initiated cuntal sheath as her "pussy."
"Don't give me that innocent routine, Beth," he jeered, sitting down on the edge of the bed and suddenly yanking her pants all the way down to her calves. Elizabeth shrieked and clapped both hands over her tender and no longer virgin cunt, her mouth gaping with horrified surprise at his brazen action. "And I can see it's just a little wet, which means you were just about ready to cream, weren't you? Well, well, so my nearly fifteen-year-old first cousin can't wait until she's grown up to know all there is to know about sex. Now I really think I will spank you, and for cause. Your daddy would thrash the daylights out of you if He caught you doing what you've just been doing and you know it, Beth!"
"He wouldn't either!" Elizabeth flashed, bursting into tears. The thought of getting another spanking from her stocky first cousin after the sample she had already had last night, was unthinkable. "He-he did me, but don't you dare ever tell him I told you so!"
"He what?" Mike Trent couldn't believe his ears, and then Elizabeth gasped and turned scarlet to her ears at the realization of the guilty secret she had just revealed, covered her face with her hands, rolling over onto her side, and bursting into frantic sobs.
Why, the old goat, Mike Trent muttered to himself, with a lecherous grin. He's trying to get me to give him a losing deal on my pickup trucks, but now I don't think he's going to get away with it If I ever let on to Joyce what he did to little Miss Snoop Uncle Henry would really be in the doghouse for good Then, loud enough for his sobbing young first cousin to hear, he remarked, "I won't let on a word about it. But maybe you don't know what you're saying, honey. What did you mean, he did you?"
"No, I-I won't tell you anything more! You're mean, you hurt me last night, you know you did! Now you get out of here, please, Cousin Mike! You shouldn't look at me like this when I'm all bare-naked!" she tearfully exclaimed.
"Not quite. Let's give you something to squeal about, youngster," he said hoarsely as he reached down to yank off the pajama hants completely and toss them to the floor, then swiftly unbuttoned the tops and put his hands on the panting young olive-sheened pears of her shuddering, firm young titties.
"Ohhh -what are you doing-oh no-you mustn't-you-nimmfnT!" her voice was cut off as he clamped his left hand over her mouth, bending to her to whisper fiercely, "Don't yell, do you want to wake everybody up? Now I'm going to show you what doing a girl isn and then you can tell me if that's what my favorite Uncle Henry did to you. Understand me? Nod your head, or I'll really give you a paddling!"
Between sniffs and sobs, Elizabeth dolefully nodded her lovely head, the thick glossy braid of her lustrous jet-black hair bobbing over her cheek and shoulder as she stared piteously up at him.
"All right, that's better. Now don't worry, I'm not going to get you into trouble or hurt you. I just want to find out if you know what you just said, that's all," he panted. Pulling off his bathrobe, opening his shorts, he let the startled, blushing young girl see the renewed turgidity of his vigorous prick, swollen as violently as it had been last night when he had been fucking Rose Aldrich. Elizabeth's green eyes were huge and fascinated as they fixed incredulously on the angrily inflamed shaft with the pulsating head and the twitching lips that tilted toward her tender cuntal lips. Whimpering with fright, she pressed her palms even more tightly against them to protect herself from the fearful inroads of that formidable lust-weapon.
"Now be a darling and put your arms around me and give me a nice kiss. That's my girl," he muttered as he crawled atop her, kneeing apart her trembling, lithe young thighs. Before she could protest, his mouth had come down on hers, effectively silencing her, both his hands cupping and squeezing her panting titties. He shuddered as he felt the tip of his prick rub against her soft and suspiciously moist cuntal lips, while Elizabeth squealed and squirmed, trying frantically to prevent that calamitous penetration.
"Is that what he tried to do, honey?" he urged, devouring her tearstained, crimsoned face with greedy eyes.
Elizabeth nodded, then frantically turned her face to one side, closed her eyes and began to sob despairingly.
"What a bastard!" Mike Trent muttered under his breath. "He makes out to be such a righteous, upright citizen, faithfully married and the pillar of the community, but I'll bet a free pickup truck he's out for new pussy this weekend. I wouldn't put it past him to go after Ruthie, either!"
His hands stroked Elizabeth's swelling pear-titties and he kissed her neck and ears and forehead till her emotional crisis somewhat subsided. Then, gently, he murmured, "Now I told you I'm not going to hurt you, baby. But you have to admit you're a terrific temptation to a guy, with your pajamas down and playing with yourself and then telling me you know what it's like with a guy. Let's just see how much you really do know."
"Oh don't-oh I don't want you to-oh it's wicked, it's nasty "and you know it is -oh C-Cousin M-Mike aahhh oh no puh-please-" she moaned.
But the first frictional contact of Mike Trent's prick inside the lobby way of his young first cousin's tender pink cuntal sheath was enough to overcome any scruples he might otherwise have had. After all, he told himself, hadn't the bitch watched what he and Rose were doing in the basement? Well, if she'd watched that long, she must have learned something. And then she had the brazen gall to tell him that Uncle Henry had screwed her-he wasn't quite ready to believe that all the way, but, come to think of it, Uncle Henry had always impressed him as being a secret swinger. Maybe it was true, after all.
Settling himself, slipping his hands under the girl's saucy velvety bare buttocks, he adjusted himself and shoved warily forward. The his eyes widened, to find no barrier to hold back the thrust of his turgid prick. By God, the little bitch had really lost her cherry, after all!
His fingers dug into the elastic, warm globes of her naked behind, and his mouth pressed avidly over hers, partly to silence any outcry that might reveal his presence in the room of a fourteen-year-old nymph. But at this point, Mike Trent could think of only one thing: the incredibly exciting sensation of her tight young cuntal sheath clamping against his delving prick, squeezing and threatening to drain him of what juice he had left after his bout with Ruth.
Elizabeth stared up at him with hugely widened, humid, disbelieving eyes. Oh, Lordie, he's doing just what Daddy did, he's putting his thing right into my little spot, just the way he did to Cousin Rose! I don't understand how all this works out; I mean, first I get paddled because I watched him do it to Cousin Rose, and then Daddy does it to me, and now Cousin Mike just about promised me another spanking if I didn't let him do this to me again! Whatever makes grownups tick, anyhow, I'd sure like to know!
"Oh you sweet little devil, I never felt a tighter, hotter little pussy," he breathed, then put his lips to one of her pert nipples and began to lick and suck at it, drawing himself slowly back. Elizabeth moaned and squirmed, instinctively locking her arms around him, and now her long olive-sheened bare legs fitted over his thighs as she unknowingly adopted the classical pose of the female ardently readied for a fucking.
He held himself back all he could, but after three or four plunges in and out of that tight, warm humid groove of hers, Mike Trent realized that there were imminent dangers if he continued this thrilling exploration of his first under-age piece. Reluctantly, therefore, he pulled out, and Elizabeth uttered a startled and somewhat disappointed "Ohh--ooooohh!" and then faintly stammered, "What-what are you going to do to me now, C-Cousin M-Mike?"
"I ought to tan your cute hide, you little sex-pot you," he growled. "Now, was that what your daddy did to you after I spanked you last night?"
"Mmmmmhmm!" she suddenly giggled, looking archly at him. "Now you promised you wouldn't tell."
"I don't intend to. You know, he could go to jail for that if I ever did. Hey now-" his eyes widened as he suddenly thought of something. Now he had a real hold of his horny Uncle
Henry, if the latter really tried to throw his weight around and get a pickup deal that would put him in the red.
"What-what's the matter?" she anxiously stammered, worried by his silence.
"Just that I don't want to get you into trouble," he glibly told her. "I hope Uncle Henry didn't, either. Don't worry, I'm just talking to myself. Right now, baby, I'm going to send you off on a trip to the planets, SOc if I don't!"
With this, bending his head and grasping the backs of her lithe bare thighs, he lofted them to bring her soft moist pink cunt toward his mouth and began to apply stingingly little kisses all over the twitching lips. Elizabeth squealed, covering her scarlet face with her hands, rolling her head from side to side, her pear-breasts rising and falling erratically and the exquisite pert buds darkening and stiffening as a sign of her attunement. "Ooooh-it t-tickles-oh Cousin Mike-oh my goodness-oh whatever are you doing to me there, oh you're making my spot just tickle till it drives me crazy-ohh-aahhh-oh it's doing something to me-oh-d-darling C-Cousin Mike-oooohhhhh!! "
Her bottom bucked and twisted in the air as spasm after spasm rippled through her delectable naked body. Elizabeth Trent had just experienced her first orally induced cum, as she lay trembling and shivering, nearly swooning with the exquisite turmoil raging inside her quaking young cunt.
"See what I mean, Baby?" he hoarsely panted. "That way, you won't get into trouble, and I'm sure it feels nice for you. Now if you're a good girl, you can do something for me-and boy, do I ever need it!"
"Oh anything, anything you want at all, Cousin Mike, please, I want to-are we-are we friends again, are you still mad at me for last night?" she tremulously quavered.
"Forget that, you cute little idiot! All right now, here's what I want you to do." He crawled between her sprawled legs, lifted one of her soft quivering hands with both of his, and guided it towards his rampantly swollen prick. "Just stroke it, and give it a little squeeze now and then, baby. It'll send me on the same trip I just gave you, I mean it."
"Oh gosh-you want me-you want me to feel your t-thing?" she gasped, coloring hotly again.
"It's my cock, my prick, you innocent little teaser, you! Go ahead and do it-or would you rather have a spanking?"
"Oh my gracious, no, not ever again! I've had all I want for the rest of my life!" she hastily retorted, then giggled and blushed again as she gingerly began to touch and squeeze his throbbing shaft from tip to balls.
Mike Trent found it even more devastatingly arousing than he had expected. Suddenly he couldn't hold back any longer, and clapping one hand over the glans to catch the bursting flow, and the other over his mouth to suppress a bellow of ecstasy which threatened to waken everybody in the house, he rolled onto his side and writhed until the spasm had passed.
A little later, wanly, he eased himself down from the bed, bent down and kissed his young first cousin's moist twitching cunt. "Now you go to sleep. Do me a favor, put your pajamas back on and fasten them up good. And lock the door when I'm gone, too. That's an order. See you at breakfast tomorrow, imp. Now we've got a secret, don't forget it. You don't tell on me, I won't tell on you."
"It's a bargain, darling Cousin Mike!" Elizabeth Trent giggled as she reached for her pajamas and watched him leave her bedroom, exhaling a sigh which could almost have been one of profound regret over what hadn't happened as well as for the brevity of what had.. . .