Chapter 9
"Guess who's coming to visit," my mother said the next morning. Uncle Robert, my father and Chet had already left and we were getting ready to go out the door. She looked absolutely gorgeous, her skin glowing, her eyes sparkling. Of course, I had heard her and my father fucking most of the night. She should be glowing! I was jealous.
"Who?" I asked.
"Your cousin, Sara," she answered.
I shivered at the mention of Sara's name and a welcome heat spread over me. "Great! When?"
"Tomorrow. You might want to skip classes and take some time off from work to be with her," she suggested.
"You're right. It'll be fun just hanging out together for a couple of days. We can shop."
Shopping was the last thing I wanted to do with Sara. Since we'd experimented with each other on her last visit, there had been numerous phone calls and letters back and forth. All of them warm and friendly, but the sexual episode had not been mentioned. Despite the sex with my uncle and brother, the experience with my mother and then the woman in the hotel room had made me hungry for more. God, I hoped Sara was still interested.
"Of course, she'll want to spend some time with her father, too," Mom added, her voice cutting into my thoughts.
"I'm sure she misses him," I said. "I know I'd miss mine." My thoughts were now taking a completely different turn. I was just about ready to ask her how she felt about sharing him when she turned to me.
"After his performance last night, your father is not going anywhere," she said with a laugh. And then her gaze slowly moved down my body and back to my face again.
The warmth that began when I thought of Sara grew more intense.
My mother licked her lips. "Strangely enough, it just makes me want more." Her eyes were glowing again.
"That good, huh," I asked. Moving closer to my mother, I kissed her mouth. Her perfume added to my excitement. If I couldn't have my father first hand, maybe I could.. .
"Let's just say I'll think about him every time I sit down today," she purred as I cupped one of her big breasts.
The nipple leaped to life against my fingertips. Now I was aching for him.
"Honey, we don't have time. I'm late already," she sighed. Gently removing my hands from her breasts, she kissed my fingers. Before I could say another word, she was gone. I was left alone with my fingers and my imagination.
I did not tell my uncle that Sara was coming to visit, even after he ate me out in the supply room at the office that afternoon. Her arrival was a wonderful surprise and the entire family spent the whole evening together, laughing and talking and getting caught up on all the family gossip.
My cousin is a beautiful redhead with dancing green eyes and a body just made for sex. For the past six months, she had been teaching aerobics and it showed in her lean, muscular legs and trim waist and thighs. We were both wearing shorts and T-shirts, but hers were much shorter than mine. It was obvious she wasn't wearing a bra. I could see the shadow of her nipples through her white shirt.
So could everyone else.
More than once, I caught Chet giving her lustful looks. But what surprised me most was Uncle Robert. He stayed close by his daughter's side, hugging her often, touching her constantly. If anyone else noticed his not-so-fatherly attention, they didn't say a word.
"Have you and Sara been to bed?" I asked when he and I were alone in the kitchen for a few minutes.
"No," he answered almost sadly.
Somehow, I knew he was telling the truth.
Then he looked wistfully toward the dining room where her throaty laughter rang out. "But after seeing her tonight, I'd love to."
"We're spending the day together tomorrow," I interrupted him. "Why don't you sneak into the house tomorrow afternoon. I'll lure her into my parents' bedroom. You can hide in the bathroom and at least watch."
He nodded eagerly. "And maybe even.. . " Someone came into the kitchen then and he changed the subject quickly.
Whenever Sara came to visit, she always slept with me in my room. That night was no exception. We crawled into the two separate beds and lay there talking quietly in the dark. The longer we talked, the hotter I became.
Finally, unable to stand it a moment longer, I had to ask. "Sara, have you thought much about the last time you were here?"
"Sure," she said after a big yawn.
"Tired?" I asked.
"Yeah, it's been a long day."
"I know how to make you sleep better," I said.
"So you've been practicing, too," she said with a chuckle.
I waited.
"Why don't you come over here and show me what you've learned?" she purred.
I slipped out of bed and removed my thin gown as I crossed the room. Sliding under the covers beside my cousin, I discovered that she was naked, her hot body arcing toward mine as I lay down beside her. We kissed and my hands covered her breasts. She moaned into my open mouth and clung to me, pressing her pussy against mine.
"Nice," she whispered as I tugged playfully at her button-hard nipples.
Then she rolled onto her back, pulling me on top of her. We continued to kiss, tongues dancing while our hands roamed freely. It was as if we were becoming reacquainted with each other's body. Soon, Sara had both hands on my ass, pulling my mound even tighter against hers.
"I want to lick your pussy," I breathed.
Without waiting for a response, I rolled off of her and slid my hands down her body. My fingers probed into her wet slit and she spread her legs wide for me.
"Go to it, girlfriend," she answered, her voice husky with want.
That was all the encouragement I needed. The fire raging between my legs threatened to overtake me any minute, but I was so intent on pleasing my cousin, I ignored it for the moment.
I licked her slit from ass-hole to clit and listened to her gasp. Then I moved my tongue downward, passing over her erect clit and stopping at the tiny, sucking mouth of her cunt. The moment my tongue wormed its way into her tight little pussy, it was coated with her oils. I moaned, swallowed them and drove my tongue deeper, hungry for more.
Sara was hungry for more, too. She spread her legs even wider and pushed herself onto my plunging tongue. "Eat it," she whimpered. "Oh, God, I love it when you eat my pussy."
I curled my tongue into a point and pushed it as deep as I could. Her pussy pulsed and fluttered around it as I began working it in and out to match her steady humping motions. At the same time, I used my fingers on her erect clit, pinching the slippery nub gently.
"Deeper," she groaned, rubbing her pussy all over my face. "Ram that tongue deeper, baby."
I did as she asked. The musky fragrance of her cunt filled my head, making me dizzy. Her juices poured, coating my lips, dripping down my chin. Each thick flood tasted better than the one before.
"Use your fingers," she whimpered.
Pulling my tongue out of her cunt, I dropped it down to her wet ass-hole. Just as I pushed two fingers into her clutching cunt, I drove my tongue into her rectum. And all the while I massaged her clit.
"Uh!" she grunted. Her body bucked faster. "Oh, yeah!"
She was almost there. I could tell by her erratic movements and the way her pussy clutched at my fingers. Squeezing my legs tight around my own throbbing clit, I knew I was going to cum right along with her.
My cousin jerked her legs high and wide, opening herself up to me completely. I thrust my tongue even deeper into her ass-hole. The fingers in her cunt moved even faster, churning her boiling cunt juices.
Suddenly, with a little yelp, Sara was cumming. She convulsed uncontrollably and then her body grew completely stiff. Her pussy squeezed my fingers tight and her ass-hole clamped down on my tongue. And, for the first time in my life, I climaxed without even touching myself. Moaning into her ass, I humped the mattress. Intense pleasure spread through me just as the fire had raged earlier. And that was followed by relief.
With my head resting on her wet thigh, I struggled to return to reality. Sara was doing the same, stroking my cheek, her cries of release turning to satisfied whimpers.
Exhausted but happy, we slept.
The next morning, my cousin and I went shopping. Sara was dressed in a short denim skirt that barely covered her ass. Her skimpy top showed off more than it covered. I was wearing a tight, low-cut sweater that left nothing to the imagination. My shorts hugged my ass like a second skin. We turned more than one male head at the mall, which was exactly our intention. But we got looks from a few women as well.
After we ate lunch, I suggested we go back to the house. The way my shorts were squeezing my pussy, I was ready for some release. "I'd really like to continue what we started last night," I told her.
She grinned, looking exactly like her father. "You read my mind."
And then she leaned forward and kissed me, sliding her tongue into my mouth. People stared as we left the restaurant hand in hand.
As I drove home, Sara caressed my thighs and pressed her hard nipples against my arm. "I bought something for you today," she said, squeezing my mound.
"Something for me?"
"Well, us. I promise you'll like it."
The more her hands explored, the faster I drove. We reached the house and I parked in the garage. Almost immediately, she was kissing me, her hands down inside of my sweater. I groaned and sucked on the tongue she offered, pressing my tingling nipples into her palms.
"Let's go inside," I groaned, my thoughts returning to the present she said she'd bought.
Again, even though there was no evidence of it, I sensed that Uncle Robert was in the house waiting patiently for us to return. Sara stopped me just inside the door, kissing me again, her hot body pressed against mine. "I can't seem to get enough of you," she told me.
"I'm starting to feel the same way," I told her. "Let's go upstairs so we can enjoy my present."
Sara led the way, but when she started into my room, I stopped her.
"I want you to see something that belongs to my mother," I explained, motioning toward my parents' bedroom. "I'll catch up with you in a second."
With that, I darted into the bathroom. Three quick little knocks on the closet door brought a muffled response from within. Satisfied that Uncle Robert was hidden there, I followed Sara. Once there, I went straight to the night stand and pulled out the huge dildo. Grinning, I handed it to my cousin.
"Jesus!" she hissed. "I've never seen one this big before."
"Me either," I said, and shivered as I watched Sara run her fingers up and down the life-like shaft expertly. Her father was watching this, too. I wondered what he was thinking as I began removing my clothes.
"God, it feels real," she said as she squeezed it. And then her gaze strayed to my naked body.
Sara lay the fake dick aside for a moment and came toward me. As we kissed, I helped her out of her clothes. And then we stood there, kissing and rubbing our naked bodies together until we were breathless.
"God, you get me so wet," she whispered. Catching my hand in hers, she pressed it between her legs.
My fingers were immediately coated with her oils and I found myself trembling with the desire to taste her. She seemed to read my mind, backed toward the big bed and lay down. Spreading her legs wide, my cousin offered herself to me freely.
"Give me that magic tongue," she breathed as she squirmed against the satin comforter.
I knelt by the bed and gazed at her pretty pussy for a few moments. The red hairs were wet and tangled. Her clit was huge, erect and throbbing and the tiny mouth of her cunt sucked on my fingertips hungrily. God, I hoped Uncle Robert could see this!
Finally, I lowered my face to her fork and used my tongue much as I had the night before. She gasped and jumped when I teased her clit. She grunted when my tongue dipped into her pussy. That grunt turned into a groan when my thick oral muscle was worked into her puckered anus. At the same time, I worked two fingers in and out of my own bubbling pussy.
"Jesus!" she hissed, thrusting herself at me eagerly.
I glanced up to find her propped up on her elbows, watching closely. Her chest rose and fell with her ragged breathing and her body was covered with a fine sheen of sweat. She looked more beautiful than I'd ever seen her before.
"If I had a dick, I'd fuck you all afternoon," I told her, and then I flattened my tongue and ran it up the length of her slit.
"You do have one," she whispered.
That reminded me of my mother's dildo, which lay on the floor beside me. I reached for it, wet it with my tongue and then aimed the bulbous knob at her splayed pussy. As her outer lips closed around the fake dick, she groaned loudly.
"God, it feels real, too," she moaned. Lying back on the bed, she covered her breasts with both hands. "Give it to me slowly."
I did as she asked, working the dildo in a circle until the end disappeared inside of her. By that time, her cunt was sucking on it noisily. I withdrew it slightly and pushed it in again, giving her several inches. It stretched her pussy wide and her clit was standing at attention. Her ass-hole winked and I teased it with my finger.
"Damn, so fucking good," she breathed, humping upward. Her eyes were closed now, her face a mask of lust.
I began working the fake cock in and out of her, each stroke a little faster and a little deeper than the one before.
"Lick my clit," she groaned. "I'm going to cum."
Sucking her clit into my mouth, I squeezed it rhythmically with my lips. The dildo pumped in and out faster and I shuddered knowing that Uncle Robert was right behind us, watching the whole thing. My juices were pouring down my thighs and all I could do was squeeze my cunt from time to time.
Just when I thought my cousin was ready to cum, I pushed my finger into her ass-hole again. Sara's climax overtook her suddenly. She gasped, gyrated wildly and her pussy squeezed the dildo tight. I continued fingering her ass-hole and licking her clit, allowing her to return to earth slowly.
"Now, it's my turn," I said as I crawled onto the bed beside her. Pulling the wet dildo from her cunt, I placed it between us, smearing her juices over and between our breasts.
"Do you want your present now?" she asked when her breathing had returned to normal.
"Only if it's going to take care of my itchy cunt," I told her.
Sara laughed as she scrambled off the bed. She delved into the shopping bag by the door and pulled out a double-headed dildo much like the one Cindi and I had shared. The only difference was this one was bigger and it was black.
"Will this do the trick?" she asked as she returned to the bed, kneeling between my legs.
"We'll find out," I said as my pussy clamored noisily for attention.
Despite my urgency, I spent some time sucking one end while my cousin sucked the other. Basically, I did this for Uncle Robert's benefit but it was really a turn on, especially when she groaned and rubbed the thick, black knob between her breasts. They looked even paler and more tender by comparison.
"Have you used one of these before?" she asked.
I nodded.
Almost in unison, we were moving the spit-covered knobs downward. I spread my legs wide and pushed it inside of my hungry cunt easily. Sara watched for a few moments and then she rolled onto her ass and did the same thing. So there we sat, facing each other, connected by a huge black dildo.
"Yeah, this feels good," Sara breathed, sliding further onto the dong.
That, of course, pushed it deeper into my aching cunt and I groaned. My juices bubbled out around the fake dick and slid down my crack. Our sighs filled the room and our bodies inched closer together. It was like being fucked and watching her get fucked at the same time. Her breasts jiggled with her steady humping movements and her eyes were glazed with lust.
Briefly, I thought of Uncle Robert hiding in the closet, watching me with his daughter. And then
Sara pulled me closer so we could kiss. Our hairy pussy lips were touching and our tongues simulated fucking.
"Rub my clit," Sara breathed.
Even as my fingers tugged at her magic button, she began rubbing mine.
My climax hit first, waves of pleasure crashing over me that nearly took my breath away. And my cousin was right behind me. Her orgasm appeared to be as intense as the one before. Both of us took a long time coming back to earth. And it took us even longer to pull ourselves off of the wonderful new toy she'd purchased.
Tossing that aside, we cuddled for a while, resting up for round two. I thought of Uncle Robert again, wondering if he'd climaxed, too.
And that's when I had the idea. Just because I couldn't have my father, there was no reason that Uncle Robert couldn't enjoy his daughter.
"Wait right here," I whispered as I slipped off the bed. "I'm going to clean up a bit. I'll be right back."
"Hurry," she whimpered, releasing me reluctantly.
As I left the room Sara had both hands between her legs, rubbing her pussy again.