Chapter 1
Sandy Howard loved to fuck. And she wasn't shy about admitting it. Like today, while she and Mary Ann, her best friend and cousin, were sunning themselves. As it will between teenaged girls, the subject of sex had come up.
"When I'm fucking," Sandy explained, "I feel like I'll live forever. Dunno, a big cock rubbing inside my tight, wet cunt just does something for me that's out of sight. More than just coming, or getting my pussy full of a boy's jizz-although that's great, too. Know what I mean?"
"Oh, Sandy, don't be silly. Of course I don't," Mary Ann self-consciously answered, blushing. "You know I'm still a virgin."
"Ever wish you weren't?"
"Well, I'm a perfectly normal girl," Mary Ann said defensively. "Naturally, sometimes I wonder what it'd be like to ... to ..."
"Go ahead, say it," Sandy coaxed. "A simple little word won't bite you."
"Fuck," Mary Ann whispered after a deep breath. "What it'd be like to fuck."
"What're you waiting for?"
"The right boy," Mary Ann sighed. "Somebody I can trust. Somebody I care about, who cares about me. Who thinks the way I do."
"Does he have to be good looking?" Sandy asked.
"Sure, it'd help."
"And hung?" Sandy teased.
Mary Ann blushed again. "Yes, I guess I'd like for him to have a ... a ..."
"Say it," Sandy urged again.
"A b-big c-cock," Mary Ann stammered. "I'd really want to feel him in my ...my ..."
Once more Sandy had to prompt her embarrassed cousin.
"Really want to feel his big cock in my cunt," Mary Ann panted in a breathless rush.
"Sounds divine," Sandy said. "You've definitely got the right idea. Definitely ready to lose your cherry. Got a Mr. Right in mind to do the job?"
"That's just the problem. There's only one boy I know who's all of those things," Mary Ann replied, frowning with apparent frustration.
"Then why don't you go ahead and get him to fuck you?"
There was a long pause, before Mary Ann choked: "I-I can't."
"Why the hell not?" Sandy anxiously quizzed. "Who is this stud?"
"You'd probably laugh at me if I told you," Mary Ann sheepishly muttered.
Sandy promised not to, determined to draw her cousin out.
An even longer pause than the previous one followed, Mary Ann nervously biting her lower Up. But Sandy waited her out.
"Okay, I'll tell you," Mary Ann finally blurted. "If I ever go all the way, it'll have to be with a boy like ... Mike. There, I said it. Mike has everything a girl like me could ever want in a boy. Just happens, though, that he's my own ... well, you know."
Sandy nodded in agreement. For Mike was Mary Ann's brother.
After that they dropped the subject like a hot potato ...
But Sandy didn't forget about it. She couldn't help herself. Once she got a boy on her mind, she just had to fuck him. And this boy had taken over her increasingly steamy thoughts for over a week now, longer than she'd ever waited to put her pussy on the line when she was tempted like this. But, then again, he wasn't just any boy.
"All right, Mike's my own cousin," Sandy finally told herself. "But so what? I'm not gonna date him out in the open or anything where anybody'd know about us. I just want him to fuck me at least once."
How to get to her cousin Mike? Obviously, the family picnic scheduled for this weekend, was the ideal opportunity.
She had run it over several times in her mind before the big day arrived. It was a sweltering Saturday out in the country. To suggest a swim to Mike was certainly nothing out of the ordinary ...
"Yeah, I could sure use a quick dip to cool off," he admitted when Sandy brought it up. "Know a place?"
"The creek empties into sort of a pond over there in back of those trees," Sandy said, pointing to a spot about a hundred yards away. "It's deep enough to splash around in, I think."
Mike shrugged and followed her there. The trees hid them from view when they reached the rippling pond. Mike said it looked great, shedding his shirt and kicking off his sneakers. Then, in his cut-off jeans, he waded out until he was in to his waist.
"C'mon in, the water's fine," he called.
Sandy's jeans weren't cut-offs. When she pulled them down, Mike naturally assumed she was wearing a bathing suit underneath. Certainly from a distance, her panties looked like a bikini bottom.
Leaving her T-shirt on, Sandy went to the pond. Her cousin had waded out to the center, but she dipped beneath the surface and swam underwater. When she reached Mike she bobbed up, facing him.
"Say, uh, you're not wearing anything under that, are you?" Mike muttered, staring at the way her wet T-shirt clung to her tits so the nipples showed.
"You don't have to look so hard if you don't want to," Sandy teased.
"Just that when you took off your jeans," Mike said, "I thought you had on a bathing suit. Bottom of one, anyway."
"Oh, you must mean my panties," Sandy cheerfully replied.
"That's all you're wearing?" Mike gulped.
"Here, feel for yourself," Sandy giggled.
Beneath the water, she nudged her crotch up against her cousin's. Mike jumped back, but not before Sandy had felt the telltale cock-bulge between his legs.
"What're you afraid of?" she then asked, continuing her teasing. "You've got a sister. You must have seen Mary Ann half-undressed, and more, plenty of times. Well, I'm just your cousin. Family, too."
"Maybe so," Mike haltingly answered, wincing as if he were in pain. "But you're still some kinda girl, and I'm only human."
"Mmmm, flattery will get you everywhere," Sandy sighed. Then she pointedly added: "How human, Mike?"
"Y-you don't wanna know."
"Could be I already do. Let me guess."
"C'mon, Sandy, lay off. This has gone too far already ..."
"You have a hard-on for me, don't you? Really, I'm not guessing at all. I felt your hard cock against my pussy when I rubbed you underwater. Felt like you're really hung."
Stunned, a speechless Mike just stood there up to his waist in the pond.
"Of course, there's only one way for me to be sure how well you're really hung," Sandy purred, closing the short distance between them.
She reached underwater and unzipped his fly. By the time Mike's reflexes caught up with him and he was ready to move away, it was too late. Sandy had her hand around his rigid prick.
"Feels like at least eight or nine inches," she cooed. "Definitely in the range that really turns me on. Bet you really can shoot a load of cum out of that monster, too. Can't wait to find out how much."
She ducked underwater. Looking down on the bubbles that rose to the surface, Mike abruptly felt her mouth replace her hand. She was sucking his prick.
"Gonna shoot it," he groaned, exasperated at his lack of self-control.
His hips bucked, launching a wave that carried all the way to the shore. And, fucking his cock all the way down Sandy's throat, Mike delivered a torrent of jizz that was swallowed as fast as it spurted.
"Don't believe it," Mike whispered when his prick slowed to a dribble. "Don't believe my first blow-job's happened like this."
He waited for Sandy to reappear, aching to find out why she'd done this. But she remained underwater with her mouth still on his cock, milking the dregs from his balls.
How long, Mike wondered, could she hold her breath?
Sandy finally bobbed up like a cork. Fleeting bits of eye contact followed, Sandy gazing straight at her cousin while he glanced at her only for fractions of a second at a time. Just enough to notice how some of his leftover cum glistened as it trickled from the corners of her mouth.
"That scared, huh?" Sandy softly said.
"Jeez, if only you weren't my own cousin," Mike rasped. "Oughta be the happiest guy in the world that my cock finally got sucked, but, yeah, I'm scared. Scared you'll try and make us go even farther. Afraid I'll say yes, then somebody'll catch us."
"Catch us doing what?" Sandy coaxed.
"You know. F-fucking."
"Then you'd fuck me if I were just an ordinary girl?"
"Are you kidding?" Mike croaked, the head of his jutting cock breaking the water's surface. He still had a hard-on. "You've just got to get out of here, Sandy."
Sandy had expected something like this, and had decided on her tactics in advance. When dealing with a reluctant boy, she had to give him space.
"Okay, you win," she sighed, apparently agreeing with Mike. "I'll go back to the picnic. Wouldn't want to make you do anything you didn't want to."
"Thanks, Sandy," Mike unconvincingly mumbled.
Then he was temporarily left to stare down at his own bobbing cock as his cousin disappeared again beneath the surface. She swam underwater back to the shore. When she emerged from the pond Mike tried not to look, but Sandy lingered.
Her wet body gleaming in the sunlight, she stood there in just her soaked T-shirt and panties. They were like a second skin, revealing far more of her tits and pussy than they covered.
Then Sandy bent over to pick up her jeans. Her plump ass now flexed in Mike's direction. He could see her panties crawling up between her hoisted asscheeks, cutting into the crease of her cunt.
Mike couldn't stand it. His straining hard-on seemed to actually pull him forward in the water against his will. Almost before he knew he'd covered the distance, he caught up with his nearly naked cousin, her back still turned to him as if she didn't know he was suddenly there.
"I warned you," he said, his cut-offs left behind in the pond. "Warned you to leave before I lost control."
Sandy shifted slowly around to face him. "Oh, yes, Mike, lose it, lose it. Lose control on me now."
He took her dripping T-shirt in his hands. It easily ripped up the middle. Sandy's bare tits spilled free, the nipples seeming much stiffer in the flesh than they had poking through the damp fabric.
"Like me so far?" Sandy asked.
Speechless with fuck-lust, Mike eagerly nodded.
"Want to touch them? Squeeze my titties?" Sandy asked.
Mike's head jerked up and down in agreement.
Sandy took his trembling hands and placed them on her big tits. Gradually, Mike's fingers sank into the spongy tit flesh.
"Ooooh, when you do that to my titties I can feel it all the way down in my pussy," Sandy moaned with pleasure.
"Yeah, your pussy," Mike gasped. "Bet you've really got some hairy pussy."
"Want to see it, too? Touch my hairy pussy?"
His hands falling below Sandy's waist, Mike took double fistfuls of the sopping material. When yanked, the panties seemed to dissolve. And there was what seemed like an acre of cunt to Mike, the first cunt he'd ever seen up close, its sleek bush dripping with pond water and leaking female honey.
"Well?" Sandy asked as her cousin stared down at the treasure he'd uncovered.
Mike gulped. "Don't just want to touch it anymore. Wanna eat your pussy, Sandy, suck it. Eat and suck your hairy pussy, so you come in my mouth the way I came in yours."
"I think that can be arranged," chuckled Sandy.
She put a hand on her cousin's head, like a queen ordering one of her subjects to his knees. Mike immediately obeyed, dipping until his hot breath caressed Sandy's pussy.
"Yes, down, slave, down," Sandy playfully com maned. "Down on your knees ... and down on my cunt."
She thrust her crotch in Mike's face. The lips of his mouth abruptly sealed her pussy lips. At the center of the slurping contact his tongue swished around, sampling the sweetness of the first cunt he'd ever tasted.
"Mmm, you've got the knack," Sandy said. "A real knack for eating pussy. Bet you can find my clit with your tongue without me even having to tell you exactly where to lick, like I need to do for a lot of boys."
It was a challenge which Mike instantly met. His tongue moved to the top of his cousin's cunt gash, touching her clit.
"Ahhh, that's it already. On the money," Sandy swooned. "No boy ever found my clit any faster. Now lick it, Mike, lick my clit. Nothing makes me come any faster than a boy's tongue licking my clit."
Mike lapped away. Sandy's pussy began grinding in his face.
"Oh, it's getting to me. Getting to me so fast," Sandy panted, as though her oncoming climax were chasing her.
Mike jabbed her clit with the hard tip of his tongue in just the right way. Sandy writhed in orgasmic reaction, her senses exploding with blessed release.
"Now put your mouth smack on my juicy cunt," Sandy urged. "That's it. Suck the cum right out of me. So much cum that I feel like I'm pissing in your mouth."
She clamped her thighs around her cousin's head, making sure that he'd stay until he drank every drop from her climaxing cunt. And to be certain he got hs fill, she fingered her own clit in order to make her first orgasm give way to another.
"Okay, enough, I guess," she finally sighed.
Mike bobbed up. He was breathless but grinning, his lips sticky with female cum and decorated with several crinkly pussy hairs.
"Oh, you gorgeous hunk," Sandy sighed. "Nothing's cuter than a boy who's just eaten my cunt."
"I-I'm ready to do even more," Mike anxiously gurgled.
"So I see," Sandy bubbled, looking straight at his pulsing boner as he knelt before her. "Nothing's stopping you."
She slumped to the ground, her legs parting on the way down. They were spread wide open when she landed on her ass, showcasing her yawning cunt.
But Mike hesitated. "Just one thing before I go any farther. In case you haven't figured it out, I'm cherry."
"Everybody starts out that way," Sandy gently kidded him. "But, sooner or later, it's time to do something about it. And, lucky for you, my cunt's just aching for some cherry cock."
"Might be kinda clumsy, though, my first time," Mike warned.
"You'll be perfect," Sandy reassured him. "I'll make you perfect. Just stop talking and start fucking me. Fuck me, fuck me."
Mike slipped between her spread thighs, training his prick on her waiting cunt. When the cockhead reached the juicy target, Sandy fingered her pussy lips even farther apart. Then Mike sort of dipped his prick's blunt tip into her, feeling his way.
"My pussy won't bite," Sandy teased.
Mike pushed a little deeper, his cockhead swallowed by the pink channel of his cousin's cunt. Sandy was so wet that her pussy juice trickled along Mike's exposed cockshaft, then dripped down onto his balls.
Sandy teased some more. "You'd better hurry up and shove it. Give me a pussyful of cock on you own, or I'm just gonna have to rape you. One way or another, I'm gonna show you what a stud you really are."
"Okay then, here goes," Mike bravely answered. "Your cunt's as good as fucked."
He set bis hips. He took the plunge.
"Ooooh," he whooshed as if he were falling into something. "That's deep!"
His prick had just fucked into his cousin's cunt to his balls. And Sandy's pussy muscles were rippling around his hiked cock, thrilling him.
"Now move it," Sandy instructed. "Move your cock in my cunt ... back and forth ... in and out. Fuck me, fuck me."
"Like this?" Mike asked, his rolling hips putting his prick into gear.
"Super," Sandy sighed. "You couldn't fuck me any better if you tried."
"Then you're gonna come? I'm makng you come?" His searching tone made it apparent that if Sandy climaxed it would clear up his lingering doubt about his fucking ability.
"Do you want me to?" she said.
"Whatever feels best for you," Mike answered. But it was obvious that if Sandy came, he'd get as much satisfaction out of it as she did.
Only too happy to please him, Sandy took his hand and placed it at the top of her cunt. "Then play with my clit while you're fucking me. Gets me off every time."
Mike pressed her clit with his thumb. It worked like a charm. Suddenly Sandy had wrapped her legs around him, forcing his cock even more deeply into her. Her cunt seemed to be chewing his cockmeat, squishing out loud from a marked increase in sticky pussy juice.
"Are you ... now?" Mike gulped with anticipation.
"Mmmm, fuck yes," Sandy joyously told him. "You've got me coming soooo goooood!"
"Damn, I'm really doing it to you then, huh?" Mike proudly crowed.
"Only one thing could make it better, stud," Sandy answered.
"While I'm still cumming, you come for me, too. Give me a pussyful of hot jizz as fast as you can." Sandy squeezed and twisted her cunt, corkscrewing her cousin's cock for maximum friction. "Shoot it into me!"
Mike's cock flexed in her cunt. What followed was such a scalding flood of jizz that Sandy thought of liquid fire as it abruptly swamped her fucked pussy all the way to her womb.
"Burning me up!" she cried with delight.
Her cousin's prick kept pumping the fiery cream into her cunt, long past when any other boy she'd ever fucked would've stopped coming. Sandy's cunt couldn't hold all that cum. It leaked down her inner thighs in sticky ribbons, and dribbled into the crack of her ass so it puddled in the dent of her asshole.
"God, I've never felt so absolutely, completely fucked, fucked, fucked!" Sandy cried. "Look, Mike, look! Just see for yourself how much, how good, how perfect you fucked me!"
Mike pulled his cock out. Sandy kept her legs spread, fingering her pussy hps apart. Fresh jizz poured out of her fucked cunt, forming a creamy pool beneath her ass. She wiggled her ass in it, then smeared the rest all over her belly.
"Jeez, Sandy," Mike said in an awed hush. "Always knew you were a great-looking chick. But with my cum all over you, damned if you're not the most beautiful girl in the world." "I was hoping you'd say that," Sandy sighed.