Chapter 9

"It's kinda dead with your uncle gone," Monique said. She was sprawled across Patsy's bed with a movie mag. The girls had been lolling away the morning, Monique naked except for a pair of bright blue nylon panties, Patsy wearing nothing at all.

"After that camping trip I don't think I'll ever be the same. But you couldn't expect him to just tell his wife to drive on back home without him." Patsy frowned and squinted at the crossword puzzle she was trying to work. "That's the trouble with married men. They don't have any morals."

"Hah! You're a fine one to talk about morals. After what we did together in that tent! Even I was a little shy when Travis..." Monique shivered and rubbed a hand down over her panty crotch.

"You mean when he made you sit on his face and me on his cock?"

"Yeah, it was pretty strange. The two of us facing each other." Monique sighed again. "I watched you come and you watched me come."

"...and Travis came all over the place."

Monique wrinkled her nose. "It did get messy at the last, didn't it?"

"I didn't care. I've gotten to kinda like the smell of it. It's so slick."

"Would you quit talking like that," Monique hissed. "You'll get me all worked up. And Travis is gone."

"He left his son at least," Patsy said, smiling naughtily.

"And you know why Gene is hanging around, don't you?"

"Not for us, that's for sure."

"It was your mom who insisted that he stay. She was the one who convinced your aunt and uncle that she needed so many odd jobs done this summer."

Patsy frowned again. "She even takes him to work with her sometimes. You'd think my dad would suspect something."

"Maybe he does. And just doesn't care." Monique looked at her nails. "I mean, maybe he's worn out."

"Linda sure isn't."

"Nor Gene. I'll bet the two of them Monique hugged herself, her big tits pooching softly upwards. "Ohhh, did she take him away again this morning?"

Patsy's eyes sparkled with mischief. "Let's go see!"

The house was empty as Patsy led her friend down the narrow hallway. They stopped at Gene's closed door and Monique put her ear against it.

"I don't hear anything."

"He's probably pooped from last night. I heard him and mom going at it in the kitchen."

Monique turned the knob slowly and eased the door open. The two of them saw him at the same time. He was sleeping on his back without a stitch on. He looked like a young greek god and Patsy's mouth watered. She hadn't been fucked since Travis had given her a thorough screwing the morning before they left the campground.

"Oh, let's go get him good," Monique whispered, dark hair water falling over the fronts of her shoulders. Her big tits bounced as she tip-toed towards the unsuspecting Gene. Patsy crept along behind her, excited by the daring game they were attempting to pull off.

"Hey, you two...," Gene gasped, opening his eyes. But Monique was already pressing her mouth down over one of his small male nipples. Her tongue worked against the tender spot and Gene groaned and grabbed her hair. Patsy had crawled between his legs and fumbled with the half-hard prick before corralling it and getting her lips around the soft head. A few flicks of her tongue firmed his meat up quickly. She lapped at the lobes on the underside, her own pussy dripping with anticipation.

"Don't you dare tell Linda," Monique warned him. Gene was smiling weakly now. He shook his head.

"I surrender. Nobody'll ever know."

Patsy was really getting into sucking her cousin's cock. She'd missed tasting her uncle's cum while on that camping trip. But now all her fears had been replaced by a burning curiosity. And as Gene writhed and her fingers stroked and squeezed his balls, she felt the surge of his cock.

"Getting good?" she breathed, taking her lips away from him long enough to make him beg for more.

"Please don't stop now Patsy," he gasped. Then Monique covered his mouth with hers and Patsy heard the sucking, passionate kiss. She licked the feverish glans she held between thumb and forefinger. Then slowly, with excruciating gentleness, she began to nurse on it again. The rounded cock jumped as she licked it with sexy movements.

"Hnnnaaaaahh," Gene moaned, but Monique was kissing him again then, stifling his cries. Patsy mouthed his cock with satiny strokes. It was so big that she could hardly believe it. It was shuddering like a bomb about to go. Then with a final sucking lick she brought hot streams of cum boiling onto her tongue. It's not bad, she thought. In fact it's damned good!