Cousin Mary and the Secret Agent (Inc, f/mM, humiliation)
(Naïve cousins meet a stranger at the neighborhood park during
the World War II, who gives them one treat after the other that
eventually leads to more treats for cousins).

It all started with few candy bars. Yes, just too good to resist
candy bars. Back then when the WWII was nearing the end, everyone
had high hopes to see Nazi’s crushed, Mary and I stopped at the
park on our way from school. It wasn’t the first time we had
stopped at the park before going home. Besides our grandma who
took care of us while parents were at work, knew that we seldom
came home directly from school.  So, we were not expected home on
time.

Mary, my cousin lived next door to us, therefore she typically
came to our house after school with me and remained there till
her parents came home.  Since her parents as well as mine
typically worked overtime, grandma preferred Mary staying with
us, instead of going to an empty house. At the time, I had just
turned thirteen Mary was just six months younger to me. She was
very pretty and one would say that she was as adorable as a china
doll. Her skin was pale and she had piercing hazel eyes that
complemented her strawberry red hair. Even at that young age, her
thin waist stood crammed between her very pronounced buttocks and
breasts that drew second and third looks from even older boys. At
the time, she was just little shorter than me and only things
that we had in common were our looks and being naïve. Yes,
looking back, I would even say that we were stupid while growing
up and had no street smarts at all.

Anyhow, as I was saying, that early autumn afternoon, we stopped
at the park as usual because Mary loved being in outdoors. She
didn’t particularly care to waste her time with swings and
slides, but she just enjoy being outdoors. Just like most days,
we talked breathing the fresh autumn air; we stared at migrating
birds and at time, just stood there soaking in the sun. It was
then a well-dressed tall handsome gentleman approached us from
nowhere.

“Hello young people, can I offer you some sweets?” he asked.
Neither one of us answered, we looked at each other then looked
at the stranger who held hands full of sweets in his open hands.
There were few varieties of candy’s including my favorite, but
even then, taking treats from a stranger wasn’t the right thing
to do. Instead of grabbing a candy bar, I remember starring at
the stranger. Very first thing that I noticed was his dark
glasses, then his nicely groomed mustache, his stylish hat,
trench coat and friendly smile. He had dark pants, recently
polished shiny shoes, while shirt and a neck ties, which showed
between the open fronts of his coat.

“Man can only eat so many sweets” He said with a friendly smile.
“I have more sweets than I can eat and though you might like to
have some” he went on when neither of us jumped on his offer.
Then putting his hand into the coat pocket, he brought few more
candy bars and offered them to us once more.

“Here, won’t you have some?” He stood smiling, alternating his
eyes between Mary and me. I looked at Mary and she looked at me,
being puzzled with strangers offer, yet her eyes told me that she
fancy having one. Then she looked at him shyly, reached slowly
with her hand, nervously as she did, pausing to study stranger’s
face and then slowly took a candy bar. The man then turned to me
and I took a candy bar myself following Mary’s lead.

“You can have more if you like” he said keeping his hands full of
candy within our reach. I noticed Mary’s eyes getting wider as
she stared at her very favorite candy that guys held in his hand.
“It’s ok, go ahead and take all you want” He said sounding
sincerely. Mary again took another candy bar, but when the guy
kept his hand open towards Mary, she took another and thanked
him. When it was my turn, I swiftly grabbed two more, thanking
him for his kindness.

He stood there and introduced himself as Clarence. Since Mary
acted shy, I introduced us as cousins. He remained with us for
few minutes just having a small talk and then left.

“Who was he” Mary asked after he left and since she also heard
the conversation. I knew no more than she did about the stranger,
so I just said “Nobody” just to satisfy her.

Following day, Clarence showed up at the park again. We saw him
walking towards us from distance. He waved at us as he came near
and handed each one an expensive chocolate slabs.  I saw Mary
eyes opening as wide as they can open when she saw chocolates and
she quickly grabbed one and had it unwrapped and in her mouth in
no time. Likewise, I accepted the gift, thanked him and opened my
chocolate as we seldom get a chance to enjoy the brand of
chocolate that he gave us. Even that, piece of chocolate as
oppose to having an entire slab of it.

“My friend managers a distribution center for the army. He always
gets things from broken boxes to take home. When he does, he
always gives me some, but sometimes I get way more than I can
handle” Clarence said as we excitedly filled our mouths with
chocolates.

The day after wasn’t any different. Clarence showed up at the
park again with different kinds of candy. He visited us at the
park every school day after that at the park. Each time he came,
he brought something. If he didn’t bring candy, he brought
imported cheese and crackers or cookies. Each meeting brought us
closer and we began to expect Clarence to come with goodies every
afternoon. No need to say that we became friendlier and we shared
information about each other as the time went by.

Clarence knew that Mary and I were cousins, where we lived, what
our parents did for living etc. He told us that he worked for the
federal government and came to our town on a special assignment,
arousing our curiosity. Both Mary and I pressed him disclose the
nature of his special appointment, but he shun our question by
saying that it was a secret that only few people knew, which of
course got us more curious.

“Come on you can trust us Clarence. Please tell us what your job
here is?” Mary begged holding his arm with her hands. At the time
Clarence was seated between us and I followed Mary’s lead by
holding his other hand and bugging him to disclose his
assignment. When he didn’t say anything, Mary started to tickle
him causing him to laugh hysterically.
“Ok, ok, I gave up. Stop tickling and I’ll tell you” said
Clarence finally agreeing to our demand. As he surrendered, Mary
stopped tickling him and we both wanted to hear the top secret
that Clarence was about to tell us.

“This is very serious you two. First you have to pledge that you
never tell anyone about this. If you do, you will became an
informer under the federal law and they will put you in jail” He
said carefully pronouncing each word staring at Mary first, then
me as I felt goose bumps developing on my skin. I looked at Mary
and saw her already pale skin had lost all blood and appeared to
be pure white.

“Now. Since you pledge never to tell anyone, the government
thinks that there are some Nazi infiltrators in this area. They
are getting information from different sources about what our
government is planning to do in different parts of the world and
sending that information to our nemesis. My job is to act as a
civilian and try to find where these informers are and catch
them”
“WOW!! I can’t believe there are Nazis here in Albertville” I
said after hearing Clarence. Although I felt that we shouldn’t
have pushed him to disclose the nature of his assignment, I felt
relieved to hear the government is after the bad guys.

“That is neat” Mary said gawking at him. “So you are a hero. I
love that” She yelled letting Clarence know how delightful she
was to find who he was.

That evening, Mary talked so much about Clarence. She speculated
where Nazi agents might be hiding and how soon Clarence would be
able to track them down, ultimately making huge contributions
towards us winning the war. As she spoke of Clarence I noticed
how sparkly her eyes became and I even noticed her cheeks getting
little red. Then after a while she asked;

“Do you think Clarence is handsome?” which made me laugh since I
hadn’t considered him to be handsome or not to begin with due to
no reason to me to assess his looks. As days went by, it became
apparent that Mary had developed a big crush on Clarence and he
seemed to be very interested in my cousin who was much younger to
him as well. Their conversations began to go beyond words. I
often noticed them gesturing to each other, making eyes and faces
producing evidence of a secret romance.

It was several days later that Clarence showed up at the park and
apologist for coming empty handed.

“I left in a hurry to track someone down and didn’t get a chance
to grab some sweets for you two” He said standing in front of us.
We both said that it was acceptable and he didn’t have to bring
sweets for us, although we had become used to enjoying candies
that he brought on every school day.

“I’ see you two are disappointed and I know I am for forgetting
to bring some. How about if I offer to buy you ice cream? Would
you like to go for a quick ride to the ice cream parlor?”
Clarence offered and my first thought was to decline the offer
politely, but before I could do so, Mary was rushed to answer.

“We love ice cream” she cried. “But you shouldn’t bother buying
ice cream for us” she said back tracking her first answer.

“No, no, that’s no bother. In fact it’s been a while since I had
a good ice cream. It is my pleasure and treat” Clarence said as
we followed him to his car. He unlocked the passenger side door
to allow Mary to get in and then kept the door open until I sat
next to Mary in front.

Clarence drove past the ice cream parlor in Albertville as I
began to wonder if it was a wise thing to go with him, but I kept
my mouth shut and tried to pay attention to the chat between Mary
and Clarence. To my relief, he pulled into the parking lot next
to the ice cream parlor in West Lake, which was only about a mile
past Albertville. Upon arrival, Clarence asked us to remain in
the car till he went inside to purchase ice cream and we did
exactly that.

“I think Clarence is a very sweet man. He’s got everything, he is
handsome, charming and very kind, don’t you think?” Mary asked
watching Clarence as he stepped away from us without turning her
face.

“He is nice” I answered, although I wasn’t happy with my cousin’s
new found fondness for Clarence. I couldn’t say that I was
jealous, but I felt somewhat uneasy.

“Don’t forget that he is working hard to catch spies to keep us
all safe” Mary said turning to me. I saw sparkles in her eyes
that I noticed several times when we spoke of Clarence and shade
of blush that prettified her face. Mary went on to say other
things about the war and how patriotic like Clarence are working
hard to keep us safe using words that only heard from adults.
When we saw Clarence returning, Mary leaned towards the driver’s
side and opened the door to help him get in as he was holding
three ice cream corns.

“Here you go my little friends” he said as he handed two triple
decker corns to me and Mary. Then he reached into his trench coat
pocket and grabbed bottles of pop which he opened using the
bottle opener in his keychain to hand over to us.

 “Ohh my….Thank you Clarence. These are such huge ice cream
corns” Mary exclaimed holding her ice cream in one hand and
bottle of pop in other. In her attempt to hold both upright, top
scoop of ice cream came loose from the middle layer and dropped
on her skirt.

“Ohh…NO” Mary cried still holding her pop and corn with remaining
ice cream. Her face clouded with disappointment and she stared at
her skirt, where fallen ice cream remained. I thought it was
hilarious and broke into a laugh instantly. But Clarence swiftly
placed his bottle between his legs, reached and grabbed a
handkerchief from his pocket to remove ice cream off Mary. She
stood still while Clarence kept wiping her skirt free of it. I
watched Mary’s skirt ridding up with each rub that cleaned her,
exposing most of her thighs that glowed like white pearls in
sunbeam. After throwing the soggy handkerchief away, he used his
bare palms to wipe Mary’s legs, even though I didn’t see anything
remained to be cleaned. His palms moved gently back and forth
very casually over her legs, moving his fingers more and more
inwards to her inner thighs.

“Still little sticky, but you can wash that off when we get to
the park” He said looking at Mary and then making eye contacts
with me. He smiled as he caressed Mary’s thighs while I watched
his action and licked my ice cream.

“I’ve got to tell you, you have the most beautiful legs and
softest skin that I have ever seen or touched on anyone. I mean
anyone” Clarence said in commendation, triggering Mary to smile.
Her face lit up, she blushed straightaway to his comments and her
eyes glittered like stars in the night sky.

“I am not joking” Clarence said. “You have very nice legs. I am
not trying to sweet-talk you to believe me. Ask Peter. I am sure
he will agree with me” He said looking at me this time, but I had
the foggiest idea if Mary’s thighs were better looking or
smoother than that of others. So I immediately said;

“I have no idea”

“You mean you are very close to each other and good looking, but
you have never touched each other? That’s hard to believe”
Clarence said with a mocked up smile. “Here, let me hold your
bottle. You can touch her legs and feel for yourself” Clarence
reached over Mary and took the bottle from me inviting me to
judge the smoothness of Mary’s thighs.

“Yeew… Not my cousin Peter. I don’t want him touching my legs”
Mary cried being annoyed by all this about her legs. Though it
was not premeditated, I placed my spare hand on her thigh,
caressed up and down allowing my fingertips to feel the softness
of her skin. With her ice cream and pop in hands, Mary couldn’t
do much to prevent my touch and I took an advantage of the
situation by prolonging my caresses, smiling as I did.

“You are bad Peter, very bad. Cousins shouldn’t touch each other
like that” Mary said, but she didn’t appear to be serious.

“Only touch that’s bad is the touch that hurts. If it felt good,
then it should be good regardless of whose touch it was” Clarence
came to console Mary as he handed the bottle of pop back to me.

“You see, skin doesn’t know who touched it and only the mind
knows. If you stop your mind, then skin wouldn’t care” he said
that sounded as something from a book way beyond our
comprehension. “In fact, I can prove it to you tomorrow afternoon
when I see you at the park”

Neither one of us answered since we didn’t quite know how to.
After we finished with our ice creams, Clarence dropped us at the
park, but during the ride, it was hard not to notice that Mary
didn’t bother to adjust her skirt that had ridden up when
Clarence cleaned her thighs. I thought that she purposely kept
her thighs exposed since Clarence raved so much about them.

On our way home I teased Mary asking if I can rub her thighs like
Clarence did. She teased me back saying “If you know how to rub
like a real man, I would let you”

Next day when we got to the park Clarence was already waiting for
us. As usual, he had sweets for us. Soon after we finished with
treats, he asked if we were ready to play the touch game that he
once played as a child to prove to us what he said about good
touch day before. We had no idea what the game was all about and
therefore we both agreed to play.

“Very well then. Game rules are simple. We blindfold and have one
person lay on the ground. Other two get to touch that person five
times each, not necessary five times in a row. The person who is
blindfolded gets to tell who touch it was. Only other thing is
blindfolded person has to remain still regardless of where was
touched and until hand are completely off that person’s body
before guessing who touched. Understand?”

“Sure” Mary jumped to agree first. Perhaps sensing that Clarence
may touch her as he did once again.

“Well then, let’s go to a secluded are, so folks won’t bother us”
he said pointing to the wooded area adjacent to the park and lead
the way.  Once we were in the middle of the woods, he removed his
trench coat and spread it on the ground as Mary watched in
anticipation. I could tell that she was more excited about the
game than anyone.

He then took three pieces of paper and wrote each of our names on
them. Then took a black cloth off his pocket, held it in front of
us and asked if anyone wanted to go first or we should draw
sticks.
“I’ll go first” Mary said stepping in front of Clarence to allow
him to blindfold her. No sooner she was blindfolded; he guided
her to the ground on his trench coat and assisted her to lie.

Clarence then pointed finger at me and gestured me to go first. I
knelt by Mary, took a good look at her body that lay on the
ground with mouth decorating a smile of eagerness. I must say
that it felt strange looking at her at that moment since I
suddenly I saw her as a pretty girl who was very inviting than my
cousin whom I had known as long as I can remember. I reached
slowly and caressed her left cheek few times and she guessed that
it was me. Then I touched her neck. Again Mary guessed correctly.
Clarence who stood at the other end raised his hand to signal
that he would go next and he quickly rubbed her from both ankles
up to her knees. Surprisingly, Mary guessed correctly. I used two
of my remaining turns, first I touched her soft pink lips with my
fingers and taking a cue from Clarence, I placed my hands on her
thighs and rubbed up and down. She guessed incorrectly. Clarence
resumed by caressing her inner thighs as Mary squirmed her rear
and shoulders. He took good length of time rubbing her,
intentionally or not, pushing her skirt up as he exposed Mary
pearly thighs up to her panties. Of course she guessed right, but
I was surprised she allowed his hands to prolong on her inner
thighs for that long without complaining or resisting. But just
by observing all this, I quickly developed a hard-on, which has
never happened before, when I have seen Mary’s bare thighs.

Using my last turn, I followed Clarence. Placed my hands inside
Mary’s thighs and caressed slowly up and down, taking the same
length of time that he took or more. I noticed Clarence grinning
and felt Mary’s body shiver as my hands roamed on her. Needless
to say that my cock only got stiffer with my hands on her soft
skin. Mary guessed that it was Clarence. In his last round,
Clarence rubbed her adamant over her blouse and she guessed that
I did it. When she was done, she had six correct, but as we
agreed, we did not tell which guesses were wrong.

Clarence’s and my turns being blindfolded were uneventful, except
when Mary rubbed him on his thighs over his trousers she
literally had my jaws dropped. I thought she went on for too long
and got dangerously near his crotch without actually cupping his
sack. She turned to see if I noticed how far up her hands were
and then winked holding back her chuckle that was just about to
burst. I discounted her action, thinking that she did that to
even the score.

As we walked back to the park, Clarence said that he wanted to
play again to teach us few more things about touching and
guessing. While I didn’t say anything, Mary quickly agreed to
play again on Monday. When we were just about to go on our own
way, Clarence asked;

“You two like to join me to see a movie?  New musical Bathing
Beauty is playing at Forest Grove and I am going to the afternoon
showing tomorrow. It is the first musical in color if you want to
go along. My treat of course”

I had serious doubts that parents would allow us to go to a show
with a stranger. But on most Saturdays we wandered around with
friends and we were hardly home except for meals. With both
parents working overtime on Saturdays and not expected to be home
until dark, I knew we could sneak out. Especially not having gone
to a movie for a long time, prospects of going with Clarence
excited me. Before I could open my mouth, Mary again beat me by
accepting the invitation.

“Really! You would treat us to a movie? We’d love to go, wouldn’t
we Peter?” She exclaimed. She was so elated; she dropped her
books to the ground and hugged Clarence, shocking not only me,
even Clarence.
“Glad you two can go. I’ll meet you by the corner of 7th Ave and
Jefferson St at 11 am, if that works for you” he said before
leaving.

Again that evening, Mary kept jabbering about Clarence, annoying
me and making me feel envy, which I never expected to happen when
a boy come between us. However, I know I took many good looks at
her that evening entertaining thoughts that I never had.

Saturday morning Mary came in her Sunday best and she appeared to
be more excited than I was about going to the movie.  We told
grandma that were going to visit a friend and then go with her to
a birthday party, so not to expect us back till late in the
evening.

Shortly after we got to the street corner, Clarence came to pick
us up. Mary and I quickly got on the vehicle greeting Clarence,
who was in a more casual outfit, even though he still wore a neck
tie and dark glasses.

We got to the Forest Grove Theater good fifteen minutes before
the movie started and went inside carrying candy’s and pop that
he bought for us. I was pleased not running into anyone from our
town that we knew since we had to tell a fib to leave the house.
Once inside, Mary seated against the side wall in very last row.
Clarence sat in the middle between me and Mary. We chatted about
movies, movie stars and the movie were about to see. After seeing
posters in the lobby with beautiful girls in their swimwear, I
was impatient to see them on the big screen, but was careful not
to show my eagerness.

Once the movie started, I instantly got attracted by the story,
not mention good looking actresses and stayed very focus to
follow every frame of it, until I noticed some movement from
right of me, where Clarence was. I didn’t look immediately, but
when I did turn my head enough, everything appeared to be normal,
till the frame on the screen changed lightening the hall faintly.
First thing that I noticed was Clarence was leaning more towards
Mary and then I noted that he had his right arm over her
shoulder. As the story moved on the screen, I forgot about them
and again focused on the story.

Half away into the movie, I saw from corner of my eye that
Clarence’s body seems to be moving slowly and Mary appeared as
she was bit restless. Not wanting to be obvious, I calculated and
turned my head gently to see if something was going on. What I
saw had me almost drop off the seat.

Clarence and Mary had their heads touching and if I was not
mistaken, Clarence’s right hand was now on Mary’s lap, while he
still kept his left over her shoulders. I quickly turned my eyes
back to the screen; being assured neither one of them noticed me.
I lost focus on the movie, yet started to wonder what they were
doing. I secretly wished that it was me in the middle cuddling
with Mary. I knew I could disrupt their act and demand Clarence
to take us home at once, but the irony was that I myself began to
get a hard-on, which I rubbed over my pants. I glanced at them
again when I heard Mary whine softly and noticed she had scooted
down the seat. What more was Clarence’s hand was definitely
between her thighs. I couldn’t tell if he was caressing her
thighs or touching somewhere under her skirt, but his hand was
definitely shifting.

I heard faint sounds escaping Mary’s mouth and sound of her
moving twitchily. When that settled, I heard them whispering to
each other. While their whispering continued, Clarence leaned a
little to my side, almost rubbing shoulders, unintentionally
prompting me to turn and look. Then I realize that his sudden
movement was caused by him reaching into his trouser pocket to
get something, which appeared as a white handkerchief.

Few moments later their shifting began again. I was afraid to
look, but I did again quickly turning to their side and back to
the screen. Then what I vaguely saw had me taking another look. I
was shocked! Mary had her head on his chest, which I didn’t
imagine in my wildest dreams. But her hand was on his lap. Not
only on his lap, holding his pole that stood pointing to the
ceiling. Not only I couldn’t take my eyes off his pole that was
being massaged by my cousin, I had to be stupid enough to look up
and meet Clarence’s eyes in the dark. He smiled and I looked away
hearing the sound of Mary’s hand traveling the length of his
pole.

Clarence sighs and moaned gently, followed by his hand traveling
with the handkerchief to his lap just as movie credits came on.
Unfortunately, I missed some parts of the movie, but saw
something that I couldn’t even imagine having the opportunity to
see.

When we got to the lobby, I sensed that Mary was extremely
nervous and blushful. She kept straightening her dress, even
though it needed no straightening. Her head went from side to
side as she was looking for someone or checking to see if anyone
had notice her being there. She rushed to the ladies room as
Clarence and I went to the men’s room.

“She has soft hands. I am sure you have already experienced and
have firsthand knowledge” Clarence said as what Mary did with him
was normal and presuming that I had similar encounters with her.

“No” I gave a quick and short answer.

“You should. I know she would do it for you” He said smirking.

“She is my cousin” I gave a short answer since I had no idea what
else to say.

“So what if she is your cousin. Wouldn’t you like to have her do
that for you?”

“I guess” Again, I kept the conversation to few words.

“I’ll make sure she’ll make you happy” Clarence said and winked.

Later, Clarence treated us for burgers and ice cream before he
dropped us off. We walked home silently, although she looked
preoccupied with thoughts of her own as I was with mine. Mary
went straight home and I entered our house as dinner was being
served. Since I didn’t have an appetite, I went to my room after
being excused by parents where I spent good deal of time thinking
about Mary.
Sunday of course both families attended church. Afterwards we
went to Mary’s for lunch and when adults started their favorite
topic of conversation, the war, I asked Mary to follow me and
headed to the park. I didn’t stop at the play area; instead I
rushed to where we played the guessing game.

“Where are we going Peter?” she inquired, but I waved her to
follow me instead of answering. Once I was sure of no one could
see us, I decided it was time to confront her.

“I want to know what you two did in the theater.” I dropped the
bomb in one sentence and gawked into her eyes. She blushed
instantly, looked down and nervously started digging a hole with
tip of her shoe.

“Come on. Tell me what you did with him before I tell Uncle Jim”
I asked little forcefully again.

“We didn’t do anything. I don’t know what you are talking about”
Mary said as her voice broke after each word, still not looking
directly at me.

“I saw him touching you” I said to let her aware that I had seen
something.

“Ohh…Clarence just touch me few times, it was nothing” Mary said
unaware of what I had observed.

“No, that was more than a touch. Ok. If it was just a touch, then
where did you touch? Now don’t lie, I saw everything” I pressed
on.

“Nowhere. I didn’t touch him” She said

“Ok, hear me out. First he had his hands under your dress. Then
you had your hand around his wiener and you played with it. Isn’t
that right?”

“No” her voice broke and she appeared as ready to cry.

“Forget everything that I saw. Let’s say it was just a touch in
your opinion. Then you and I can touch like how you two touched
each other, right” I asked, but I was careful to tone down my
voice enough to be gentle with her.

“Peter! You are my cousin. Clarence is special and he is a man”
Mary murmured.

“Mary, I am going to give you a choice. You can either do to me
what you did to Clarence or I will have to tell”

“No Peter, you are still a boy, besides we are cousins” she gave
the same excuse. It wasn’t a very erotic moment, at least for
Mary, but my cock was hard inside my pants and twitched
relentlessly. I reached and took her right hand and placed it on
my crotch. She immediately pulled back as her hand had been
bitten by something. I took her hand again, this time holding it
as I placed it on my crotch; Mary quickly closed her eyes and let
me have my way with her hand.  Without wasting a moment, I
unbuttoned to allow my pants to drop, lowered my undies and
placed her hand on my aching cock. I am not sure whether due to
previous experience, but I doubt it, her fingers circled my cock
as she knew what was expected very hastily. Her touch…! Her
feel…! I had gasping for air intoxicated by the sensation that
was billon times grander than my own hands brought. I sigh,
feeling the sensation of her warm and silky hand had on my cock,
which trembled over and over in her hand. Mary had her eyes
closed and pointed away from me, but that didn’t concern me at
all. After feeling the fantastic feel of her touch, my only
regret was not talking her into doing this earlier.

My own hand placed around her wrist proceeded to guide her wrist
up and down and accordingly forcing her hand to move along the
length of my cock in a pumping action. I began to feel palms of
her hand closing in around my erection. It felt as if my cock was
in a tight sheath and it was getting tighter by the second. Even
after I loosen my grip on her wrist, her hand moved back on forth
smearing my oozing pre-cum all around my foreskin, giving me
immense pleasure. I was in seventh heaven. I pushed and pulled my
hips to synchronizing my own movement to fulfill my desire to
utmost. Then I noticed that Mary had turned her eyes to gaze at
the meat that she was rubbing, which I thought was step in the
right direction.

“You are wonderful Mary. I love what you are doing to me” I
hissed as she opened her eyes wide to study my face momentarily,
and then looked down at my cock, perhaps candidly for the first
time. She appeared as fascinated when she saw my cock move within
her hand even though the skin that covered it still remained in
contact with her hand. Seeing her looking at my cock increased my
excitement, causing my balls to boil enhanced further by her hand
that squeezed my pole of flesh tightly. She surly must have heard
me grunting faster and deeper while I was helping her stroking
hand with thrusts of my lower body. When I finally felt the surge
of intense pleasure receding, I looked at Mary who was still
stroking my cock. In intense desire, I quickly reached, cupped
and squeezed her left breast that even surprised me. Mary’s only
reaction was to look at me without letting go of my cock. I
squeezed her flourishing breasts, sighed, moaned, buckling my
knees as my cock exploded in her hand sending more cum than I
have ever ejaculated.

Even after I came, Mary rubbed my cock back and forth, now
smearing my cum all over my still hard cock for a good while, and
then stopped abruptly, in a swift move, she wiped her hand on my
shirt, saying;

 “Yak….”

Then before I could react, she left leaving me with my pants down
in the woods.

By the time I caught a breather, pulled my pants up and left the
scene, she had vanished off my radar. I went to her place
thinking that she might be available for a chat, but she was in
her room and Uncle Jim said that she complaint of a headache and
resting. I frankly worried that I lost my best friend due to my
wrongdoings.

However on Monday morning, she came to my place when I was just
about to leave to school, hopping on her heels looking more like
the sunshine that I was used to seeing every day.
“Hi Mary” I greeted her. She smiled as nothing happened on day
before, making me relax.

“Hi Peter. Are you ready?” She asked exposing her familiar smile.

Then we walked together as usual. What happened at the theater or
in the woods were not discussed. Perhaps she worried being upset
with me would harm her yearning for Clarence.
As expected, Clarence came to meet us at the park. I saw Mary’s
excitement in her sparkling eyes as he approached and sat with us
on the park bench. He not only brought sweets for us, he had a
bottle of perfume for Mary and toy pistol for me. We chatted for
few minutes before Clarence asked us if we want to play the
blindfold game again. Mary evidently displayed her willingness
and enthusiasm by jumping off the bench at once.

“Sure, we want to play right Peter?” she said trying to cover her
own eagerness. We all left to the same spot, where we played the
game once and she rubbed my cock day earlier, thoughts of both
starred my sleeping cock immediately. Instead of asking for a
volunteer, Clarence suggested that I should go first, and then
Mary for which neither one of us objected.

First person who touched me had both hands on my thighs that much
I knew. But with pants that I had on, I could hardly guess whose
hands they were. But I wanted to think hands belonged to Mary and
wished that she would my uncovered skin.

“Not fair” I said. “I can’t tell when you touch over the thick
fabric of my pants”

“Peter has a good point” Clarence said agreeing with me. “Why not
take pants off. Mary, you don’t have to remove your dress because
we can still touch you under your skirt.” He went on as I got on
my feet to remove my pants, knowing nothing bad could happen.

“We can even make the game more exciting if you want. Instead of
touching with hands only, we can use our lips too” he was hurry
to suggest. Fact that Mary neither agreed nor disagreed, I sensed
that she was buying into his suggestion. My only hope was Mary
not Clarence who would be panting lips on my skin.

Once I was ready, instead of lips on my thighs, I sensed lips on
my cheek. It had to be Mary’s. Several rounds of touching took
place before I felt pair of lips on my thighs and then unexpected
sensation of a wet tongue rolled up along my thigh sending the
sensation quickly to my cock which was semi erect after many
touches on my body at the time, but wet lip miraculously had it
stiffed. I felt mortified knowing not only Mary; even Clarence
could notice my state. That was followed by a hand on my crotch
to both, I guessed Mary.

Two turns into Mary’s turn to be blindfolded and touched,
Clarence took the of paper used for scores and wrote “When I ask
you to go, don’t go” which I didn’t understand at the moment.

“I almost forgot. I don’t think I locked my car and left my
official gun in it. Peter, would you be kind enough to go and
lock it please” Clarence said taking his keys out of his pocked,
shaking keys as he did. When he winked at me, I quickly
recognized what he wrote down earlier.

“Sure Clarence” I said. I am sure that Mary knew it would take me
minimum of five minutes to walk one way, giving ten minutes to
her to be alone with him.

As Clarence waited, Mary asked if she could take her blindfolds
off until I returned, but he insisted that she kept them on. Then
he quickly knelt, unbuttoned her blouse while Mary chuckled and
writhed without resisting at all. Her white bra was visible in no
time. Shoulder straps of her bra was pulled down her arms and bra
cups were pulled exposing her ivory breasts with pink areola that
decorated with dark purplish nipples. I wasn’t surprised at that
she let Clarence have his way with her breasts. I was more
surprised how fast my cock became stiff, just by looking at my
cousins awesome breasts. I stood staring as Clarence began to
fondle her very elegant breasts. They were small but marvels.

 “Are you sure Peter is gone?” Mary hissed and Clarence assured
her that they were alone and I wouldn’t be back for a while since
he parked at the far end of the street, while placing each of his
hands over her breasts. He fondles them gently, rolled his palms
over them, cupped them and her nipples rolled between his thumb
and index finger. Mary moaned softly.

“Guess who did that?” he asked her playfully.

“That would be my hero” she hissed between moans. Clarence arched
his back and swallowed her breast at once and proceeded to suck
one then the other still keeping his hand on one breasts, the
occasionally moved between her valleys of breasts to her adamant.
Mary was extremely excited, her legs opened and closed. Knees
bent and stretched as she wiggled more and moaned louder.

“Oh….. Clarence….Oh….Clarence kept flowing out of mouth as she
was singing a song. Leaving her breasts, Clarence moved down
kissing along her chest. He made swift move to place his knees
between her parted legs. His lips soon lodged her thighs. He
kissed, licked and then I noticed his hands were moving up along
her thighs to white cotton underwear that visibly had a huge wet
spot where her pee hole was. I watched being mesmerized by their
play and cupped my own package.

Clarence’s lips and tongue were persistent on Mary’s pearly
thighs that I had begun love and fingers began to be equally
active on her pussy mound sending Mary crying, perhaps to an
orgasm. Her body shook violently, her mouth opened as her nose
was being blocked prevent her breath and she gasped as she had
just finished running a marathon. Clarence kept massaging her
mound as Mary began to relax.

“Peter will be back soon Clarence, let’s stop” She murmured.

“You are right. Let’s move to another place so he won’t find us
quickly” He said getting back to his feet. Then he assisted Mary
to her feet, picked her up and carried her further into the
woods. Mary giggled and chuckled all the way. I waited for few
seconds or so before picking up his trench coat and other
belonging to follow them.

“Stand here and hold the tree in front of you” he ordered
dropping her on her feet and guiding her hand to the tree in
front. I initially stopped good ten feet of them and inched
closer without making any noises.

Mary waited anticipating for something to happen, wiggling her
butt as Clarence undid remaining buttons off her blouse. He kept
whispering to her ear as he cupped her breasts and lifted her
blouse from her back. Then he kissed her back as his hands played
with her twins. By then, I was just few feet away from them.
Minutes later Clarence looked to me and motioned me to switch
places with him. I eagerly nodded and tiptoed as we switch
hurriedly, without giving Mary any chance to notice. My heart
pounded so hard like it was about to depart through my ribcage
when I stepped behind Mary. Same can be said of my cock that was
so stiff and tented as it was to burst out of my underwear. I
felt so lewd when I reached from behind to cup her budding
breasts that I had been drooling over since I saw them clearly.
With her breasts in my hand, I lowered my face to her back,
kissing and licking trying to imitate Clarence. Mary wiggled,
moaned and endured foundling of her breast and gentle caresses
followed by kisses on her back. Unfortunately, Clarence sneaked
from behind and tapped my back to indicate that my time was up
after a short while.

I didn’t even notices while I was engaged in fondling Mary that
Clarence had removed his pants and underwear while he waited for
his turn. He approached Mary with his stiff cock pointed straight
up. I couldn’t help, but eye his man cock that was not much
longer than mine, but little thicker. I knew right away that he
was leading into action that even Mary didn’t expect this soon.
My thoughts of protesting soon gave away to lust, recognizing my
chances of being part of it.

No sooner I stepped aside; he filled the vacuum. Placing his
hands on Mary’s hips, Clarence lowered himself bending his knees.
“I am going to make you very happy before Peter gets back” he
hissed.
“What do you mean Clarence” Mary asked but by then Clarence had
his face between her thighs. I clearly saw Mary’s body twisting
as his face got buried between her legs. It didn’t take an expert
to guess that he was kissing her cotton panties covered pussy as
Mart cried, writhed and arched her back, giving him better
leverage to her folds. I arched my back as well to get a better
glimpse of the action, highly entertained by Mary’s songs of
moans.

While Clarence kissed and tongued Mary’s pussy over her panties,
he started to pull them with his hands lower and lower. Mary
couldn’t have even been aware that her undies were being pulled
down, because she seemed immeasurably involved and crying in joy.
Once her butt was exposed, Clarence’s hand garbed each one of her
half-moons, squeezed, and then in one swift move he had her
panties down to her knees and mouth in her pussy. Mary gasped,
shivered as a fish out of water when his tongue buried in her
flesh. He licked, he tonged and he lapped at her pussy which was
glistering with her juice mixed with his saliva. Mary kept
moaning louder and louder forgetting the surroundings, but we
knew there was no soul nearby to hear her.

When Clarence got back up, he did that with holding his cock in
hand, aiming between Mary’s parted legs. I feared that he was
going to stick it inside her pussy, but to my respite, he placed
his cock just below her pussy and pulled her thighs together
locking them. His hands once again cupped her breasts and his
hips pushed and pulled sending his cock back and forth. Mary kept
moaning holding on to the tree to prevent herself from falling.

After a minute or two, he glanced at me and signal to switch
again. I instantly removed my underpants and waited till Clarence
withdrew his cock between my cousin’s thighs and stepped aside.
When I stepped in, I did something that even amazed me. First I
couldn’t overcome the intense desire to see her pussy. Without
even thinking, I placed my hand on her back and knelt as she
arched her back even more exposing her hairless pussy with
swollen pink lips. I slunk my head closer only wanting to see
more of her glittery love hole. I sniffed it like a puppy and
then without even thinking I stabbed it with my stiff tongue
followed by lapping at it. Lapping at, I did vigorously, feeling
her body shiver. I had never thought that I would take my tongue
anywhere near a pussy or anywhere that another man’s cock had
been near it, but surprisingly, I did. Within minutes I was
rewarded with mouthful of her nectar, followed by more, that
seeped down to my chin to chest. Her moans only became more
intense and rapid. She yelled “Oh…Clarence. Oh…my god. Oh...
Clarence”, without knowing her cousin was the one to be thanked
for the fate that she enjoyed.

Even without a touch, my balls boiled as they were ready to
ignite my cock. I knew it was now or never, therefore stood up
guiding my cock between her thighs, assuring my cock was touching
her pussy lips and then locked her thighs as Clarence had made
her do. It felt so heavenly, I knew right then if I could spend
the rest of my life very happily keeping my cock between her
folds, doing nothing else. But the reality was I started humping
like a mad man.

“Peter must be looking for us, let’s go back Clarence. I’ll let
you have your way again, please” Mary murmured bouncing her butts
to the force of my strokes. I kept at it nearing my own orgasm.

“Let’s go my sweet man. Let’s go. This is enough for a day” she
begged as I shot a huge load between her very slippery folds, yet
kept thumping to milk the last drop of my cum.

“UGH… PETER” Mary yelled and when I had sense enough to look,
Mary had removed her blindfolds, turned her head and staring at
me with her wide eyes with panic written all over her face. My
heart thumped, my knees buckled, but I quickly jumped away not
wanting her to eat me alive.

Mary made an attempt to move, but panties at her ankles caused
her to stumble. Then I watched Clarence quickly grabbing her by
the waist, holding her still with his cock swaying between Mary’s
thighs. Then in another swift move, he held his cock, pointed at
her pussy and brought her to him shoving his cock inside her
hole. Mary yelled and I panicky. I knew instantly that Clarence
had just rammed his cock through her hymen.

Clarence fucked her hard as Mary cried calling him names. Her
face was red in anger and pain. She appeared as she was
humiliated and her tears ran down her cheeks. But Clarence seemed
not concern, he kept pumping his cock in and out of her pussy,
pressing her upper body down and pulling her hips up with his
hands as he fucked, giving me a good view of her lips as they
parted to each of his strokes.

As he went on, Mary’s lessen her fuss; if I wasn’t mistaken I saw
her ass swinging in concert with his penetrating whacks.
Together, they made sopping sounds that was so lecherous made me
rub my own cock, which started to come to life again.

Clarence groaned and granted. His strokes became more forceful,
hasty and lengthy. He banged her earnestly holding Mary by her
waist. Not sure if I heard Mary whine, but her entire body
shivered and crumbled just before Clarence withdrew his cock and
rubbed it himself to send long spurts of cum that landed all over
Mary’s ass. He stepped away grinning happily as Mary waited
trying to catch her breath on her hands and legs. I myself
emptied my sack once more.

When Mary collected enough strength, she stood up, straightened
her dress, put on her undies and left after yelling at Clarence.

“You are a wicked man Mr. Very wicked man” Clarence just grinned
while getting dressed. Upon collecting my own clothes, I got
dressed to chase after Mary. When I finally caught up to her, she
was almost at our house and visibly limping.

“Are you ok Mary?” I asked.

“What kind of cousin are you to join another man to take an
advantage of your cousin sister” she yelled and apparently, she
didn’t look angry, but I am sure she was disappointed.

“I am sorry Mary, I didn’t plan to, but Clarence made me do that”
I lied.

“I guessed that much. You used to be very sweet, but that man is
evil. What kind of man would share his woman with another man?”
she grumbled in self-pity.

“Are you ok Mary, you are limping?” I asked again

“Listen. If anyone asked, tell I fell walking home from school”
she ordered and I nodded.

Mary didn’t go to school two days in a raw following the
incident. I stopped at the park, but Clarence never showed up.
Third day, she decided to go to school and we walked together,
but we didn’t talk anything about the incident. It was week after
when we stopped at the park, Mary seemed little anxious and I
guessed that she had gotten over what happened and wanted to see
Clarence again, but when he didn’t show up, we left without any
conversations about him.

However, for next few weeks Mary stopped at the park and waited
hoping to see Clarence again, even though she didn’t tell me who
see was searching for; I knew who it could be. Temperatures
started to drop, leaves started to fall and crisp air pierced
through our skins as we waited, making me feel sorry for my dear
cousin Mary. As Mary was beginning to accept the fact that she
gave her cherry to someone who really didn’t have an interest in
her, she sometime looked depressed, but other times she was her
old self. All the time, I pondered if she really like what we did
and if she was willing to try with me, but I didn’t have the
courage to lead her on, especially when she was depressed.

Then one day after we got to our place, Mary had to go home to
get few books to complete her homework. Grandma was taking a nap
and I went along with her, as I do most of the time. Thoughts of
how I fucked her folds and how Clarence fucked her were in my
mind and as I entertained those thoughts, I was semi hard as we
walked together.

Gathering up courage, I decided to open the sour topic, after
deciding if she doesn’t want to discuss to remain quiet.

“Mary, did you like, I mean, did you enjoy that day” I asked
casually as she unlocked the front door.

“Ugh…” she gasped, not expecting me to shoot a such question.

“I mean, that day. Did you enjoy?”

“I’ve been waiting to ask you the same thing. Did you? You did
with your cousin, didn’t you?” She said, but she seemed calmer
than I expected her to be, but her words that cut through my
heart.
“Yes, I did tell you the truth” I hissed as she walked to her
room with me following her step behind.

“I want to know what else you did with me other than what I saw”
she said gently. “Because I only saw you do something and
Clarence doing something else”

I debated whether or not to elaborate as we stepped into her
room. She went directly to her desk looking for books and note
papers. As she did that, she turned and said; “Well, do you want
to tell me or not?”

I thought. I knew I had to tell her something, so put together
few sentences in my mind, but when I opened my mouth, what came
out was “I touched your chest and I licked you between your legs
and you saw what else I did” I said like a truck humming down an
open road, without stopping between or breath.

“You licked me too?” Mary asked as she was surprised, picking few
books. She kept staring at my face for moment, then came and sat
by me on the bed.

“Did I taste like foul water from a toilet bowl” she asked and
she sounded very serious. I just couldn’t contain myself and I
broke into a laugh right away. She joined to laugh after
realizing what she just said, leaning to me as she laughed
hysterically.

“No, if I am not mistake, you tasted like warm ice cream with
extra salt that came from bottom of the ice cream maker” I said,
causing her to laugh more.

“But if you really want to know, I will have to taste you again
to give you a definite answer”

“No way” she hissed unconvincingly

“You want to know, I can taste and tell you” I said to take an
advantage of the light moment.

“No, Peter, you shouldn’t” She murmured

What if I touch you there with my fingers, taste my fingers and
tell you what you taste like?” I asked, holding her arm reaching
down to the hem of her dress. Her eyes sparkled and her face
turned red.
“Here we go” I said pulling her dress up to expose her thighs and
white undies.

“Wait” she whispered. “Only if you blindfold me first” I was
dumbfounded and couldn’t believe what I heard. My cock twitched
instantly, but I glanced at her face to ensure what I heard was
correct and she looked calm, yet blushing. Her eyes gleamed, that
spark that I have noticed when she was with Clarence.

“What should I blindfold you with” I asked hurriedly, not wanting
a second to go to waste.

“Use my pillowcase. Fold it few times first” she muttered in
excitement. I grabbed her pillowcase, folded it and tied it
around her eyes. As soon as I was done, I pushed her to bed,
letting her feed dangle from side and knelt between her very
inviting parted legs. It didn’t take long to me to find that Mary
was already excited by the wet spot right in the middle of her
undies. That also gave me a clue as to where her pussy was and I
swiftly placed two fingers right over the wet spot to rub, while
kissing her elegant inner thighs, all while maintaining a stiff
hard-on. She squirmed and moaned and I fingered and kissed.

When I reached and started pulling on her undies, she resisted
first, but as I kept at it, she lifted her ass just enough to me
to pull them down to her ankle, and then out. I gawked at her
delicious pussy, observed tiniest details for a moment in
disbelief that a pussy can look this good. Especially knowing
that I had the time to do so in the privacy of her bedroom. I was
filled in lust as I parted her legs more and then pushed my
tongue right inside her we pussy. I sucked, licked and lapped it
her scrumptious love hole while she moaned and rubbed my head
that had been making her ecstatic. Juice from her hole leaked,
little at first then they gushed through her, filling my mouth
and causing sopping sounds as I sucked her. Within minutes, she
cried locking her thighs right on my ears, she shivered and
crumbled murmuring words that I couldn’t make sense out of.

I felt like a man when I knew that I brought her to an orgasm. I
kept licking her softly until her grip with thighs around my ears
relax, undid my pants and moved up laying on her to kiss those
rose petal like very sensual lips for the first time. As our lips
met, my cock pressed against her pubic. We kissed although we
weren’t experienced, it was as perfect as a kiss could be and to
date, I cherish that memory.

 “What do you taste like?” I asked sticking my tongue into her
mouth and then withdrawing. I took a moment to remove her
blindfolds as the tie on the pillowcase had already loosened, but
really, I was longing to see her beautiful eyes.

“Very creamy ice cream” Mary said looking into my eyes, and then
held me tight and chuckled.

“Yes Ma’am. You taste just like very creamy ice cream, but warm”
I said thumping my cock on her pubic. I felt as I was in love.
But I had to take care of one thing that was most important to me
at the moment that was to relieve the pain that my cock endured
during all that time. I didn’t want to spoil the moment, but I
had to find out if she was willing to let me stick my cock in her
wet hole.

I lifted my hips just enough to hold and guide my cock at her
entrance. I pushed forward ever so slowly until the head was
inside of her, staring into her beautiful eyes. Then keeping my
cock right there to feel the utmost, I opened her blouse and
lowered her bra without any protest from Mary. As I moved on to
tease her nipples, one at a time with my mouth, I slowly pressed
my cock in until my sack met her buttocks. We remained with my
cock fully lodged as I entertained her twin mounds of delicate
flesh that caused her to moan, wiggle and caress my back. I felt
the warmth and silkiness of her inner walls that sucked up my
cock and gripped it while producing more and more lubricant.
Abruptly she cried louder, wrapped her legs around my back and
swung her hips forcefully jolting my cock. Before I knew it, she
trembled and crumbled devastated by an another orgasm. I wasn’t
going to last too long inside her juicy hole, so I fucked her
hardest I can, listening to her moans that got louder once again.
As her moans started to subside, I took my cock out, held it
aimed at her pussy and squirted strings of cum.

Once I finished milking the last drop, I pushed my cock right
back inside her pussy and fucked again for a good while before I
came. That time, Mary willingly took my cock in hand and jacked
me off letting my cum land on her face with a huge smile.

“Did you like what we did” I had to ask as we walked back to our
house.

“Of course I liked the taste of ice cream” she giggled. “And I
love the way you did things, especially being gentle with me
unlike that wicked man” she added

About a week later we heard our parents talking about a guy named
Matthew Smith getting shot several miles south of us as he was
trying to escape the scene after raping a farmer’s twelve year
old daughter. They also said the guy had gone under the name
Clarence and had told many folks that he worked for the secret
service. I expected Mary to look sad or upset when she heard
that, but her reaction was neutral.

Mary and I became very close. We fucked, but we were careful not
make Mary pregnant. Even when we became dating age and dated
others, we still had time to fuck. I found that when she was
blindfolded, she had more fun than normal, but she wouldn’t
resist taking her blindfolds off once she got into it.