In many cases today's marriage is seen as a business and/or social arrangement between consenting adults rather than a continuing expression of love.
The results are obvious: casual, promiscuous infidelity; a lack of concern for the partner and the children; the breakdown of the nuclear family; and the use of others for thrill-seeking--and often deviant--purposes as an end in itself instead of as a means of showing devotion and affection. Too often a loving veneer masks a core of, at best, unconcern, at worst, depravity.
MY COUSIN, MY WIFE is the story of one young woman, outwardly normal, who discovers an eagerness to satisfy her lustful cravings in the arms of relatives. A shocking story, true, but also a mirror of our times.
The Publisher
CHAPTER ONE
Dove Sinclair was breathless after cheerleading practice. As head cheerleader of Wilson High School, the young blonde knew she was good. And she also knew that she looked cute and sexy in her cheerleader's outfit: a very short red skirt with matching panties; a tight white sweater with the name of the school emblazoned in red across her tits; and a pair of high white boots.
The young teenager ran through the main door of the school gym, eager for a hot shower. But before she could turn to the right where the girls' lockers were, she collided with her cousin, Todd, who was running out of the boys' part of the gym.
"Whoa!" Todd laughed as he reached out to steady his cousin from falling.
As he reached out, he accidentally grabbed one of her full tits, and Dove moaned involuntarily as she felt his hand on her.
"I'd say I'm sorry but I'm not really, and I don't think you are either," Todd said with a grin.
"Todd!" Dove cried, her face flushing a darker red.
But Dove made no move to push his hand away. And Todd squeezed her tit harder, grinning down into her face. Dove gave out another little moan and pressed closer to Todd, feeling his hard body against hers.
"Hey, do you know what you're doing to me, cuz?" Todd asked huskily as he felt his cock beginning to harden within the confines of his football pants.
Dove bit into her lower lip and glanced away, too embarrassed to let him know what he was doing to her. She felt her little virginal pussy beginning to moisten and she unconsciously shifted her position, rubbing one thigh against the other as she leaned into her cousin's tit-squeezing hold.
Now, Todd moved his hand to Dove's other tit and squeezed it hard through her sweater. And, again, the young girl made no move to stop him. She pressed closer to him, moaning again as she felt his hard-on throbbing against her body.
Just then, Todd and Dove heard loud voices and they broke apart guiltily as the other cheerleaders rushed into the gym and a few of the football jocks ran past them, shouting lewd remarks at the giggling girls.
"Listen, Dove," Todd said, bending down so the petite girl could hear him amidst the sudden noise and confusion around them. "Why don't you stay and watch me? Then, after football practice, I'll walk you home."
"Well, okay," Dove said, trying to suppress the eagerness she felt at her cousin's suggestion.
"Good. You can sit with Stan over there," Todd said, gesturing toward the bleachers where his brother sat. "If, that is, you don't mind sitting with the school's biggest nerd!"
"Todd!" Dove cried, but she giggled, knowing it was true.
"I'm afraid he'll be walking home with us, but maybe we can dump him somehow," Todd said.
"Oh, Todd, we don't have to do that!" Dove said, but she was hoping that they would find a way to do just that.
For a long time now, Dove had been feeling irritated with her cousin Stan's nerdish ways but it had gotten worse lately for it was painfully obvious that Stan had the world's biggest crush on Dove and he didn't mind showing it. She had never seen two brothers who were such complete opposites. There was Stan The Nerd. And then there was Todd The Jock, who was easily the most popular boy in school, just as Dove was the most popular girl.
Todd gave his cousin's arm a light squeeze and grinned. Then he dashed off toward the football field for practice. Dove looked after him for a few seconds, sighing as she realized that she was starting to feel differently about her cousin Todd than she ever had before. She had grown up with her three cousins, Todd, Stan, and their sister, Denise, and she had always taken them somewhat for granted. But now, she was aware that she felt excited whenever Todd was near her, and she could still feel his hand burning into her tit-meat as she headed for the girls' showers.
A few minutes later, Dove nakedly stood in the shower stall with her head thrown back and her eyes tightly closed, telling herself over and over to relax and let the cold water do its work in turning her off.
"Come on, baby, cool down," she murmured to her body, which was tingling all over. She opened her eyes and shivered under the icy water, noticing that the nipples on her tits had peaked and turned harder under the needlelike spray.
Her tits were not overly large but they were high and taut, standing out from her chest like lush ripe peaches just waiting for a mouth. The cold water beating against the tit-globes turned the pink nipples into rosy points.
The slight curve of Dove's belly swept down to the swell of her pussy mound with its thick curly covering of golden hair. Through that soft hair could be seen the tight slit of her virginal pussy.
Even the cold water was making Dove's body tingleit was not accomplishing what she had intended. She wanted it to steady her nerves and calm the flutter of sexual excitement which her cousin Todd had stirred up in her. She remembered the feel of his hand on her tit. And the way his eyes had swept over her. It was the kind of look she was used to getting from boys, but it took her breath away to get that kind of look from Todd.
A boy's eyes stripping off her dress on the way down, tearing her panties and bra to shreds on the way up and finishing by pushing her onto her back and spreading her legs was one thing, but this was another. It didn't usually matter with most boys, because she only saw them in class or on the street and she knew had to handle that kind of situation. And even though the popular young girl did date now and then, she made it a point never to go out with any boys who looked at her like that. But it was her own cousin who had looked at her in that lust-filled way, a boy she always saw and spent time with. And she knew that it could mean more than she could handle, especially since she was beginning to feel the same way about him.
"I've got to keep my head . . . he's my cousin . . . and I'm still a virgin. "And I don't think I'm ready to fuck anyone," she murmured to herself.
She shivered again and reached up to turn on the hot water. She couldn't take the cold water any longer.
"I'm probably making too much of what happened," she told herself now. "I'd better just finish my shower, get dressed and go out to watch Todd practice."
She shook her head and began to soap her naked, wet body. She rubbed the bar of soap back and forth across the tingling peaks of her tits. It felt so good that she could not resist doing it again and again while her thoughts continued to dwell on Todd.
Dove had been lathering her smooth belly with the soapy washcloth, and now she moved it down to the tops of her sleek thighs, rubbing hard at her blonde pussy fur. She quivered at the erotic sensations that spread through her.
"Hey, what's going on with you?" she cried out, as if talking to her aroused cunt. She dropped the wash cloth and clutched at her suds-covered crotch with both hands. "You're so hot and horny, you're just gonna get me into trouble if you keep on feeling like this!"
She groaned, picturing Todd fucking his fingers into her cunt. She felt a tremulous feeling deep in the pit of her belly, the same kind of feeling her cousin's hand had given her as it had squeezed her tit. It was a sensation no one else had ever made her feel before.
"Ohhhh," she gasped, feeling her pussy getting juicier and hotter as she continued to stroke it.
She leaned back against the wall of the shower stall. She slid the long middle finger of her tight hand up between her plump pussylips, all the way up to her tight little cherry. She wriggled her ass and spread her bent knees as she began to fuck her finger in and out--gently, so she would not burst her cherry, but insistently and feverishly, too.
The erotic feeling in her pussy was growing stronger and more demanding. Dove glanced down at her pussy and at the finger she was fucking in and out of it. Her asscheeks were beginning to roll sensuously as she jammed a second finger into herself, fucking them both in and out of her seething cunt.
The young virgin was leaning forward, breathing fast, one hand now stroking her tits and the other thrusting between her legs. The warm water cascading around her only heightened the imagined sensation of being touched all over by her cousin's manly fingers.
I know Todd wants me, she thought, feeling excited but frightened at the thought. What if I say yes to him? I wonder what he would do to me? Would he just want to kiss me and fondle my tits and pussy a little? No, I know he'd want more than that. He'd probably want us both to take all our clothes off and lie down on the bed or something. God, I wonder what it would be like to be naked with a boy, my own cousin!
Dove moaned, thrilled by the thought. She plunged her two fingers in and out of her pussy, careful not to break her cherry, but fucking herself just as deeply as possible while still caressing her stiff-nippled tits with her other hand.
I wonder what Todd looks like naked. I'll bet he's got a gorgeous cock, the young girl thought with another moan. He's got such a great build! And his cock felt so big and hard against me today when he was gripping my tit!
She closed her eyes again and gave herself up to the fantasy of lying naked with her cousin.
After just looking at each other for a while, I'll bet we'd start touching, first with our hands and then with our lips. I can just feel his mouth on my tits!
"Ohhhh, God," the teenager groaned, stroking her fingers faster and faster into her hot, honeyed pussy. She could feel an orgasm beginning to build up deep inside her, and she knew it would shock her from head to toe when it finally burst loose.
But suppose Todd wants to do more than that? she asked herself now, breathing raggedly. What if he tried to get on top of me? What if he wanted to rub his cock against my pussy? God, I wonder how that would feel! What if he wants to actually fuck his cock inside me?
"Ohmigod!" she cried aloud, thrilled by the thought. She felt her pussy juices running out over her pumping fingers, and her knees began to grow weak.
She threw her head back again and suddenly her mind was filled with the forbidden image of Todd licking her pussy. She felt her pussy throbbing with desire, and she knew that if she ever did feel her cousin's tongue inside her pussy, she would probably come harder and faster than ever before.
The very thought of Todd's tongue fucking in and out of her pussy made the young virgin blush all the way down to the tips of her tits.
But it also sent an intense wave of erotic pleasure crashing through her, making her fingers fuck in and out of her juicy pussy even faster.
Standing there with her knees about to give way and her fingers hymen-deep inside her pussy, she imagined that it was her cousin Todd's tongue fucking in and out of her. She pretended that she was looking down at Todd's thick dark hair as he knelt at her feet, that she could feel the hot wetness of his tongue trailing across her thighs, slipping into the crack where the mound of her pussy began, gliding through the silken mass of pussy fur. His tongue would quickly begin to stroke her sensitive inner pussy flesh, licking and lapping at the overflowing juices. She could almost hear the sound that his slurping mouth would make as he drank all the honey from her little cunt.
"Ohhhh, Todd," Dove moaned as she imagined her cousin's tongue sliding like a hot finger along the well-oiled folds of her cunt.
A convulsive sob shook the young girl, rippling up through her body and bursting from her lips in a strangled cry of joy. Her hips began to rotate and her crotch thrust forward against her fucking fingers. As the full spasm of her climax hit her, her ass beat against the shower stall wall and her body jerked uncontrollably. She whimpered and almost fell as her bones seemed to turn to jelly.
"Oh, wow, that was really something!" she cried as she took her fingers out of her still-twitching pussy. "If just thinking about it can do that for me, what would the real thing be like?"
But as her orgasm subsided, sanity returned. She blushed, feeling ashamed of herself for having incestuous thoughts about her cousin. She snatched up the soap and wash cloth again and scrubbed her body vigorously, thinking it was really her dirty mind that needed to be cleaned up.
After drying off, the young girl dressed in jeans and a sweatshirt and a pair of sandals. Then, she went out to the bleachers where Stan sat.
The young boy had obviously been waiting for her, and he greeted he as if he had not seen her in days. Dove saw a couple of her girlfriends sitting nearby on the bleachers and they watched Dove closely as she began to sit down next to Stan.
"It's about time you got through in there. I thought you'd drowned," Stan said with a silly grin, as if he had just said something terribly clever.
"Uh, Stan, I'm gonna go over there and sit with my friends," Dove said, ignoring his remark and beginning to work her way down the bleacher toward her friends.
"Oh, come on, Dove, please sit here by me," Stan asked plaintively.
Dove pretended that she hadn't heard him. As she settled down next to her friends, two other cheerleaders, she glanced back briefly toward Stan. He had an expression of such sadness that, for just a moment, the young girl felt a pang for him. She knew that she had hurt him. She always seemed to be hurting him.
"God, the way Stan looked at you!" her friend, Jeannine said with a rolling of her eyes. "He's obviously in love with you!"
"Yeah," Rhonda chimed in with a giggle. "And that would be gross enough even if he weren't your own cousin!"
Dove laughed with them to hide her embarrassment as she wondered what her friends would think if they knew of her incestuous feelings for her cousin Todd. She glanced again at Stan and could see from the miserable look on his face that he had heard their laughter and that he knew it was directed at him. Dove sighed, telling herself that it wasn't her problem. And she turned her attention to the football field where, as usual, Todd was out-jocking all the other players.
"Now, there's a dreamboat," Jeannine sighed, looking at Todd.
Dove just grinned, keeping her forbidden thoughts about her cousin to herself.
CHAPTER TWO
As the three cousins walked home from school, Todd and Dove just naturally fell into step side by side, and Stan was forced to walk behind them on the narrow sidewalk.
Todd and Dove talked softly to each other, pretty much excluding Stan. Once, Dove turned her head to say something to her other cousin and saw that the tall, skinny boy's face was a perfect study of adoration as he looked at her longingly. Dove blushed and turned her attention back to Todd, who was mumbling something about how to get rid of his brother.
"Hey, Van Gogh!" Todd said with a laugh, stopping and turning toward Stan.
Stan flushed angrily.
"You know I hate it when you call me that," he muttered.
"Take it easy, Stan," Todd said with another laugh. "That's what everyone calls you . . . after all, you're Wilson High's best artist."
"That's right, Stan," Dove said, feeling a little sorry for the boy everyone seemed to make fun of, but no one as much as Todd and herself. "You know how much you love to paint and work with clay . . . and aren't you the chairman of the decorating committee for the upcoming dance?"
"Well, yeah, sure," Stan said. And as he turned toward Dove, the anger left his face and he smiled at her.
Why, he'd got a really nice smile, Dove found herself thinking.
"And I've seen the pictures you're always sketching . . . like the one you did of me that time, remember?" Dove said, running her fingertips lightly up the boy's arm.
"Sure!" Stan said, swallowing hard.
"So you see? That's all Todd meant. No need to get upset," Dove said, knowing that her cousin Stan was putty in her hands and enjoying the feeling of power that gave her.
"Yeah, I see. I'm sorry," Stan mumbled, jamming his hands in his pockets in an effort to control the trembling of his body in response to Dove's touch.
"Forget it, Stan," Todd said. "What I wanted to say to you was that Adams' is having a huge art supply sale. Did you know about it?"
"No! Are you sure?" Stan asked, his eyes lighting up.
"Sure, I'm sure," Todd said, turning to wink at Dove. "And the sale ends today. So you'd better get on over there. I'll finish walking Dove home."
"Yeah, okay, I'll go right now! Thanks, Todd! Bye, Dove!" Stan called out as he turned and dashed down the street in the other direction, running toward the center of town where Adams' was located.
"Gee, I'm glad you remembered about that sale, Todd. I like being alone with you," Dove murmured as she and Todd resumed their walk toward their homes.
"I like being alone with you, too, honey, and that's why I made up that story about the sale," Todd said with a triumphant gleam in his eye.
"You mean there's no sale? You just sent Stan off on a wild goose chase?"
"You got it," Todd said, throwing one arm around the young girl's slender shoulders.
"What a dirty trick!" Dove cried. But then she felt her cousin's arm hugging her closely to his strong body, and she sighed with happiness.
The house where Stan and Todd lived with their sister, Denise, and their parents was on the way to Dove's own house where she lived, as an only child, with her parents. And when Dove and Todd reached the boy's house, he paused and cocked his head to one side and raised an eyebrow at her.
"What do you say? Come on in for a while? Then I'll walk you home later on," Todd said, already leading the young girl toward the front door.
"Okay," Dove said breathlessly, feeling a little tremor of excitement and fear at the thought of being alone with this cousin who turned her on so much.
But Denise greeted them at the door, and Dove felt both relief and disappointment that she and Todd were not to be alone after all. She glanced up at Todd's face, surprised to see that he seemed actually glad that Denise was home. Dove wondered why. For it was clear to the young girl that Todd was very attracted to her, and she had thought he wanted to be alone with her.
In a matter of minutes, the three teenagers were settled in the den, sipping sodas and chatting about school. Every time Dove looked at Todd, she turned on and she felt more and more juice seeping into her little pussy. She found herself clamping her thighs tightly around her squishy cunt, trying desperately to vent some of the incestuous desire that was raging through her.
Now and then, she saw Todd's eyes moving up and down her body, just as they had done when the two cousins had collided with each other in the doorway of the school gym.
Again and again, while sipping at her soda, Dove squeezed her cuntlips between her thighs. She saw Todd's gaze moving to her crotch and staying there, as if he knew what she was doing. He openly ogled her denim-clad pussy while Dove blushed, realizing that he had seen her rubbing her thighs against her pussy. She was so embarrassed. She had forgotten that she was no longer wearing a skirt.
"You know what?" Dove said a few minutes later. "I'm gonna go change into my cheerleader skirt. These jeans are tight and uncomfortable!"
Her cousins nodded and went on talking. Dove quickly left the room and, in Denise's room, she shed her jeans and put on her short cheerleader skirt. She returned to the den and flashed a smile at her cousins as she took her seat, which was directly across from Todd's.
"Much sexier," Todd mumbled, taking a long swig of his soda, his eyes returning to Dove's crotch even though she was now wearing a skirt.
Dove's panties were cut very high in the leg. And, she knew that by sitting with her thighs together as she was now doing, it might look as though she were naked beneath her skirt. She saw a look in Todd's eye which let her know that he was wondering if, in fact, she was not wearing any panties at all.
The young girl bent down to pick up her soda from the floor where she had put it earlier and when she straightened up again, she deliberately kept her legs wide apart. She glanced up at Todd and gasped softly at the smoldering look on his face as he stared right at her thinly clad pussy.
Dove's cunt felt wet and hot inside and she wondered if Todd could see the sticky stain which she knew was forming on the crotch of her panties. She flashed a quick glance at his crotch and gasped again at the sight of the big cock-bulge there.
"You know, I think I'll change, too," Denise said as silence fell over the group.
When Todd and Dove just continued to stare at one another's crotch, not answering the young girl, she laughed and left the room. But she returned a short time later, wearing a transparent harem outfit.
"Wow! I've never seen anything like that, Denise," Dove said, feeling her pussy getting wetter and hotter.
"I have," Todd said with a laugh. "I bought it for her!"
Dove gasped audibly and looked quickly from one cousin to the other, wondering if her sudden suspicions could possibly be correct.
"Don't look so shocked, Dove," Denise said with a husky laugh. "Todd and I are a very loving brother and sister, if you know what I mean."
"Yeah, I think Dove knows what you mean, all right," Todd said, glancing at Dove's wet crotch again.
Dove looked at Denise, thinking she had never before noticed just how attractive the other girl was. Denise was younger than her brothers, a freshmen at Wilson High School. Her hair was dark, like Todd's and Stan's, and her skin was dusky and erotic looking. Her transparent outfit made her look sexier than Dove had ever seen her.
Suddenly, Todd stood up and stood close to his sister, the fronts of their bodies lightly touching. Denise laughed softly and arched up against him. Todd flushed and began to sweat. Dove could see the big cock-bulge in his pants thickening.
"Why'd you wear a bra under that sexy outfit?" Todd asked, his voice thick with lust.
"You know why," Denise muttered, reaching out and running one fingertip lightly around the outline of his full, sensuous mouth. "Because it's always so much fun to take it off for you!"
Dove gasped and her eyes widened. It was obvious that the brother and sister had been fooling around with each other for some time now, for they were completely at ease, even in front of their cousin. But Dove wondered how far their "fooling around" had gone. Had they actually fucked each other? She felt her pussy releasing more and more juice, which began to dribble down her inner thighs, and she moaned softly.
"Help me off with this damn top, Todd!" Denise said as she raised her arms.
Todd pulled the top of her harem outfit over her head, the front of his pants sticking out tent-like.
"Ooooh, my tits hurt! I think my bra's too tight!" Denise groaned. She was wearing a sling-type bra which showed most of her full tits. She cupped both of her tits and lifted them up high. "It doesn't feel too tight, though. What about you, Dove? Do your nipples sometimes hurt? Do they feel really sensitive sometimes?"
"Well, yeah, sure, especially when . . . " Dove began to flush.
"Especially when what, Dove? Say it!" Todd commanded, fixing her with a penetrating gaze.
"Especially when I'm turned on . . . then, my nips feel sore and achy," Dove said, surprised that she could say such things to her cousins.
"I want to see them, Dove," Denise murmured huskily. "I think you should undress so I can see your nipples and compare them to mine."
"She's right," Todd said with a nod. "Get undressed, Dove."
A part of Dove didn't like the way Todd was ordering her around. But another part of her thrilled to the manly command in his voice and she found herself rising and taking her sweatshirt off over her head, revealing her bra-clad tits to her cousins.
Dove felt suddenly embarrassed, and she turned her back to them. Todd moved up behind the young girl and put his hands on her shoulders.
Dove trembled, feeling his hot breath on the nape of her neck and his fingertips digging into her soft flesh. She eased back toward him and, as if her body had taken over with a mind of its own, she ground her ass against his hard prick.
"You sexy bitch!" the boy laughed.
Todd unzipped Dove's short skirt and it fell to her feet. She stepped out of it and she heard Todd give a choking gasp. Her high-legged panties revealed the crease between her asscheeks and she could feel Todd's gaze there.
"I love those panties, Dove!" Denise cooed. "They're so tight, aren't they, Todd?"
Dove turned back to face her cousins, her hands on her hips now.
"Well, Todd, do you think my panties are tight?" she asked, wondering where she was getting her nerve. She moved one hand behind her, pulling up the back of her panties to make the crotch strain even tighter between her legs.
Todd made a suffocating sound, unable to speak. But he could not tear his eyes away from his cousin's tightly-clad crotch. Now, Dove pulled the panty material so tight that it cut into her. Her cunt was clearly revealed to her cousins in every detail. Dove found herself becoming more and more excited as she posed as sexily as possible.
"Are you gonna take your bra off?" Denise asked hoarsely.
Dove smiled and turned her back to them again. "Unhook my bra, Todd," she demanded.
The boy's fingers were shaking so badly that Dove thought he would never get the damn bra unhooked. His cheeks were as red as a beet, and beads of sweat glistened on his forehead. The lump in the crotch of his pants grew bigger and harder with each passing second.
Finally, Dove shrugged out of her bra and she turned back toward Denise and Todd.
"I think my nipples are a little bigger than yours, Denise," she said as the two girls studied one another's tits. "What do you think, Todd?"
"Yeah, they are," Todd said in a strangled-sounding voice.
"That's just because you're standing so close to my brother," Denise said with a laugh. "He's turning you on so much that it makes your nipples bigger!"
"You're wrong, Denise," Dove protested, feeling that she was fighting more against her own growing incestuous urges than against anything her cousin was saying. "My nipples are just naturally bigger than yours."
"No, they're not," Denise said with a grin. "Let's let Todd be the judge. Go on, Todd, touch Dove's nipples. You've touched mine often enough. Then you can tell who has the bigger nips!"
As if in a trance, Dove glanced down and watched as Todd cupped one hand under her left tit. The mound nestled softly on his large, masculine palm.' He stroked the nipple.
"Oh!" Dove gasped.
Then, Todd lightly pinched the turgid nip with his forefinger and thumb, stretching it out. "God!" Dove cried.
"Well, it is pretty big," Denise conceded. She was fingering her own nipples now, making them stiff and hard. She moved closer to her brother and thrust her tits out at him.
Todd was surrounded by four rigid nipples now and he looked from one girl to the other, his cock growing still harder.
"Whose are bigger?" Denise persisted, rubbing her tits against his hands as he continued to pinch Dove's nips.
"They're about the same size," he said hoarsely. "They both look delicious!"
And with that, the young boy ducked his head and licked across Dove's nips.
"Oh, Todd!" she groaned, closing her eyes, thinking about the fantasy she had had in the shower. It was coming true, and Todd's lips felt better on her nipples than she had dared to dream.
Then, Todd moved his mouth to his sister's tits and licked her nipples.
"Mmmmm, now they're really big!" Denise cried. "Hey, Dove, let's get me out of my panties!"
Dove hesitated only a fraction of a second before beginning to peel her panties off of her. While Todd watched his sister and cousin making themselves completely naked for him, he thrust his hand into his pants and readjusted his prick so that it was standing up straight inside his shorts, with its swollen head nudging up under his belt. It was a good, throbbing hard-on and he grinned as he saw the girls' eyes on it.
"I never knew your pussy hair was so dark, Denise," Dove said with surprise, glancing over at her cousin's naked cunt.
"It's the same shade as the hair on my head . . . just like yours is blonde in both places," Denise said, her own eyes on Denise's golden-furred cunt.
Dove watched as Denise ran her fingers through her own pussy fur, rubbing the dark hairs between her fingers and thumb. Dove moaned softly and moved her hands down to her own crotch, toying with her pussy fur. Denise chuckled delightedly and moved to her cousin's side. The two girls admired one another's cunt.
"Look at our different shades of cunt hair, Todd!" Denise sang out cheerfully. "One dark, one light. Which do you like better?"
The two girls looked up expectantly at Todd. At the same moment, as if the action had been rehearsed, Denise and Dove each dipped a single finger into her own pussy.
"Jeeesus!" Todd groaned, his eyes bulging out and his face twisting with lust. His hard-on was standing out so clearly in his trousers that his sister and cousin could actually see each tremor and throb.
"Mmmm, my brother loves our cunts," Denise murmured, spreading her legs wider.
With her eyes on Todd's enormous hard-on, Denise parted her own legs and strained her tight cuntlips apart with her fingers and thumbs.
Suddenly, as Dove continued to stroke her inner pussy flesh, Denise gave a little cry and moved forward. She pounced on her brother, quickly unzipping his fly and hauling his prick out.
"God, Denise, you're rubbing your own brother's cock!" Dove finally gasped, but she continued to caress her own pussy-meat.
"Yeah, I know, and I love it!" Denise cried, rubbing the knob of the boy's meaty prick.
Dove could see little drops of pre-cum oozing out from Todd's cums-lit, and she quivered with excitement. She was sure that she would never have the nerve to stroke her cousin's cock, but she loved watching Denise doing it.
"Help me, Dove," Denise said with a guttural groan. "Pull his pants down for me!"
Dove moved around behind Todd and pulled his pants and shorts down. She saw his asscheeks quivering and she was tempted to join in, knowing that her cousins wanted her to do just that. But she just couldn't. That would be going too far for the young virgin. Instead, Dove sank weakly into a chair, fingerfucking her own dripping cunt while she eagerly watched the brother and sister.
"Jesus, will you look at the size of this hard-on!" Denise gasped. "You're the one, Dove . . . it's 'cause he's so turned on to you that his cock got so hard!"
Dove groaned as she finger-fucked her own little pussy, knowing that what Denise said was probably true.
"Shut up and fuck!" Todd growled.
Denise's eyes shone and she turned around so that her ass was facing her brother. She bent over and pulled his prick forward between her parted legs. She held the fat cock firmly with both hands as she rubbed its knob up and down her cuntlips, sloshing it around in her fuck-juices.
"Oh, God, Denise! Todd!" Dove gasped, feeling and hearing her own cunt juices swirling around her fingers. She ran two fingers all the way up to her taut cherry, pushing against it slightly, just enough to give her a little pain and pleasure but not enough to break through it. And, all the while, her lust-widened eyes were locked on her cousins and their incestuous actions.
"Gotta fuck you, Todd!" Denise cried huskily.
"Do it, bitch!" Todd grunted. Denise poised her brother's cockhead in the center of her pussy. Then she flashed a grin at Dove and bore downwards and backwards at the same time.
"Yughhh," Todd groaned.
Dove saw a satisfied look spread over Denise's face.
"Ohhhh," Dove moaned, fingerfucking her own pussy faster and faster. She could almost feel Todd's big prick thrusting up into her own cunt, spearing her deeply. She moaned again, wishing that she had the nerve to fuck with her cousin.
Todd's hands moved around and rested on Denise's pussy mound to give him leverage. He dug into her deeper.
"Ahhhhh, yesss!" Denise grunted as she felt her brother's entire prick plunging into her to the hilt. She began to revolve her hips, and she looked up at Dove again.
"It feels soooo good, Dove," she purred. "You should try it sometime . . . you should let Todd fuck you!"
"Listen to her . . . she knows what she's talking about, Dove! You should let me fuck you!" Todd said throatily as he started to piston his hips back and forth furiously.
"Ohhhh," Dove moaned, still fucking her fingers in and out of her pussy while she watched the brother and sister fucking each other hard and fast.
Todd's words reverberated in her lust-dazed brain. He had finally put it into words. He had said that he wanted to fuck her. Now Dove knew that it was up to her. And she honestly did not know what she would do about this powerful incestuous feeling that was possessing both her and her cousin.
Denise clamped her hands over her brother's shoulders and her ass drove down hard to meet each and every spasmodic thrust of his cock.
"Aaaghhh, yesss, Todd, you know how I like it! Slam it into me, Todd!" Denise choked happily. "Feed me your big fat prick!"
"Commmiiinnnggg!" Todd roared just moments later as, once more, he shoved his fat cock balls-deep into his sister's cunt. This time he did not pull it out again. This time he held his prick deep inside Denise's cunt and he came.
"I'm coming with you, Todd!" Denise cried out loudly as her brother's rush of hot cum inside her pussy triggered her own orgasm and the brother and sister came together.
"Jeeeesus," Dove groaned, feeling her own orgasm crashing through her.
She watched Todd's cum burbling out of Denise's pussy, beginning to run down the girl's legs. Waves of orgasmic pleasure swept through Dove's loins and she sobbed with pleasure, thrilled by the thought that all three of them were coming together.
CHAPTER THREE
"Will you go to the school dance with me, Dove?" Stan asked his cousin a few days later.
Todd had not been in school that day, thanks to a bad cold, and Dove had reluctantly agreed to let Stan walk her home.
"You're kidding! You and me?" Dove said, unable to keep the disdain out of her voice.
"Why not?" Stan asked with a helpless shrug of his shoulders. And he flushed at his cousin's reaction to the question he had been wanting to ask her for so long.
"We're cousins," Dove said, knowing that wasn't the real reason she was turning him down.
"So what?" Stan persisted. Dove sighed, glad that they were almost at her house.
"Just forget it, Stan. Ask someone else," Dove said. She was relieved that none of her friends had been around to hear the school nerd ask her to the dance.
His pathetic crush on Dove was definitely the school joke, especially among the "in" group. Dove and Todd were not only in this elite group, but were two of its leaders.
She felt Stan's brooding eyes on her now and she hastened her pace, wishing she hadn't let him walk her home. What if someone saw them together? And now he was getting grandiose ideas, actually thinking that she would be his date at the school dance.
Dove glanced at her cousin, wondering what it was about him that made him so unacceptable to her and her friends. She guessed it was the way he kept to himself, never goofing around like the other kids. And he was always so intense about everything, about his painting and sculpturing. He simply didn't fit in. And Dove certainly was not going to risk her reputation by hanging around with him any more than she had to, even if he was her own cousin.
As Dove entered the house, the phone was ringing. She answered it eagerly after tossing her schoolbooks onto the couch. She hoped it was Todd who was calling. And it was.
"Hi, Dove, what's shaking?" Todd asked, his voice hoarse with the cold which had kept him home from school.
"Nothing much. I let Stan walk me home," Dove said.
"Guess that was your good deed for the day. Did he say anything to you about the art sale I sent him to?" Todd asked with a chuckle.
"No! I forgot all about that," Dove said.
"Well, he really lit into me about it that evening after he got back home. But I guess it figures he wouldn't say anything to you . . . he's so fuckin' crazy about you."
Dove decided not to tell Todd that his brother had asked her to be his date for the school dance. She was afraid that Todd might think there was something wrong with her.
"Listen, babe, why I called you ... I didn't want to wait any longer in case someone else asked you to the dance. Will you go with me?" Todd asked confidently.
"Yes, sure! I'd love to go with you, Todd!" Dove said, her heart singing with happiness.
"Yeah, that's what I thought you'd say," Todd said with a laugh.
For an instant, Dove felt irritated at her cousin's cockiness. But the feeling left her at his next words.
"How about this weekend? Will you go out with me?" Todd asked.
"Sure!" Dove said again, already thinking about what she would wear and wondering whether her cousin would kiss her in the way she longed to be kissed by him . . .
That Saturday night, Todd picked Dove up in his old, beat-up car and, after seeing the latest movie in town, they drove out to the bluff which was known as the local lovers' lane.
"You don't think it's weird for us to be dating, Todd?" Dove asked, turning toward her cousin in the car seat as he turned off the ignition and slid closer to her.
"What's weird about it?" Todd asked huskily, and this time the huskiness in his voice was not caused by his cold.
"I mean ... us being cousins," Dove said softly, watching his face come closer to her own.
"So what? Don't forget, where we live, it's legal for first cousins to marry!" Todd said.
"That's right, it is!" Dove cried as she closed her eyes and gave herself up to the pleasure of the boy's mouth covering hers.
As his tongue thrust between her lips in search of her own tongue, she trembled with happiness. She was unable to think of anything more exciting than the idea of marrying Todd, even if he was her own cousin. Or maybe, she thought, it was partly because he was her cousin that she was so turned on to him. Somehow, the incestuous nature of their relationship gave her a thrill she was sure that nothing else ever could.
She moaned into his mouth now as they tongue-kissed feverishly, their saliva mingling lewdly. His chest nudged her tits with just the right amount of pressure, exciting her nips to erection and making her moan again and again.
Todd's hand moved down to his cousin's thighs. Dove was not wearing stockings, and her dress was hiked up almost to her hips by now from her excited shifting on the car seat. She moaned again as she felt Todd's caressing fingers brushing along her inner thighs. But she kept her legs clamped tightly together, still feeling frightened by the powerful incestuous feelings surging through her.
Todd's hand burrowed more deeply between his cousin's thighs. Dove clamped her legs even tighter, so it took a long time for the young boy to work his way up to her crotch. When his probing fingers touched her cunt through her panties, Dove jumped.
"Oh, Todd!" she cried, wrenching her lips away from his and pulling his hand away from her pussy.
"Hey, don't be a tease," Todd said, and Dove thought she could hear an undercurrent of anger in his voice. "Loosen up."
Dove sat stiffly on the car seat now, not looking at him. She felt so confused by all the conflicting emotions she was feeing.
"What's the matter, Dove?" Todd asked, a little more gently now.
"I just don't think we should start anything we can't finish," Dove said, keeping her legs pressed primly together.
"Who says we can't finish it?" Todd chuckled, sitting closer to her, his shoulder touching hers.
"Well, we shouldn't. It's incest!" Dove cried tearfully.
"Is that what's bothering you? Big deal! You saw me making it with my own sister, and if that isn't incest, I don't know what is!"
"Well, maybe that's okay for Denise. I don't put her down for it or anything. You know I liked watching you two ..."
"Yeah, so I noticed," Todd said with a grin, his eyes not on the girl's face but on her bushy cunt, which was now just barely visible through her transparent panties beneath her bunched-up skirt.
"But for you and me to touch and kiss like lovers . . . it's just not right for me, Todd, "the young girl said earnestly, wishing with all her heart that she didn't feel that way. She would have loved nothing better than to tear all her clothes off and beg the boy to fuck her cherry cunt right then and there.
"You enjoy it, don't you?" Todd asked, teasingly running his fingertips along her neck and shoulder.
"Yes, that's the problem," Dove murmured weakly. Todd put his arm around her shoulders. She didn't shrug it away. He pressed his cheek against hers.
"You know that I love you, don't you, baby?" he said hoarsely.
"Do you, Todd? Do you really love me . . . like your girlfriend, I mean?" Dove asked eagerly.
"Hell, yes, Dove, I'm crazy about you!" Todd cried.
His arm tightened around her shoulders and he tried to draw her closer to him but she resisted. He sighed impatiently.
"I love you too, Todd," Dove said, feeling herself weakening a little.
She felt his hand cupping her tit, his finger flicking against her nipple.
"You've got such great tits," Todd said huskily.
Dove clung to him, loving the way he held her in his strong arms. She thought about all the girls she knew who would give anything in the world to be held that way by the biggest hunk on campus, and she sighed as he kissed her again.
Todd groaned into her mouth, straining against her while one finger stroked up and down the crotch of her panties.
"Ohhhh," Dove moaned blissfully.
Todd's skillful, practiced finger probed more deeply between his cousin's pussylips, pushing the material of her panties inside her cunt.
"Ohhhh," Dove moaned again. Her cunt juice was flowing thickly now, making Todd's finger slippery.
Dove was unable to control herself. Her mouth clung to Todd's, savoring the feel of his lips and tongue. Almost without realizing what she was doing, the young virgin moved her hands down to his crotch. She could feel his hard-on throbbing against the material, and it turned her on tremendously.
Dove wanted her cousin's prick in her hands. Her fingers found his zipper and she tugged. Then, her hands groped inside, and she began groaning into Todd's mouth as her fingers closed around the hairy root of his prick. She tugged on his hard-on, pulling it out into the open. His cock suddenly sprang free, towering proudly, hot and hard in Dove's grasping hands. She jacked on his cock, feeling it swelling even more beneath her incestuous caresses.
Then, Todd caught his cousin by surprise. With a quick, finger-twisting movement, he brought his fingers up inside her panties. And just like that, his fingers were softly stroking up and down inside Dove's juicy, sticky cunt.
"Ohhhh, yessss," Dove moaned excitedly as she felt her cousin's bare fingers caressing her juicy cunt flesh, pressing against all the right places. Her pussy was filled with juice which sloshed noisily as the boy continued to fingerfuck her.
Dove kept squeezing the boy's prick as he played with her little pussy. Pleasure radiated out to every part of her body as though her cunt were the core of her very existence. She grasped his cock tighter and tighter, running her fist up and down its length. Her head fell back and her legs spread wider apart.
Suddenly, Dove's legs flexed convulsively and her thighs clamped tightly around Todd's hand, stilling his fingers as orgasmic spasms raced through her.
"Ohhhh, I'm commiinnngg!" Dove gasped blissfully.
Todd held his cousin in his arms while she came down from her orgasmic high. Dove groaned, feeling his cock hot and throbbing in her grasping hand.
"How do you feel?" Todd asked huskily.
"Great! You made me come hard!" Dove chirped happily.
"I'll say! I could feel your little pussy throbbing to beat the band while you came against my hand!"
Todd took his arms away from the young girl and she lay back weakly against the seat of the car. Then, she felt his hands at the neckline of her dress, undoing it. He easily peeled her dress down off her body so that now she was wearing only her bra and panties.
Todd kneeled over the girl, lowering his mouth to hers, and kissing her hard and passionately while his hands moved around behind her. She eagerly returned his incestuous kiss, her arms circling his neck while he unhooked her bra.
He pulled away, taking her bra with him. He looked down at her naked tits. The pink nips were taut. He grinned in appreciation of them. Then, he lowered his head and kissed each nipple in turn.
"Mmmmm, yeah," Dove moaned, feeling his warm, moist lips on her tits. As his tongue shot out to lick her stiff nips, she combed her fingers through his hair and groaned out her pleasure.
"Suck them! Suck my tits!" she cried lustfully as she felt the boy's lips closing around one of her nips.
Todd sucked her nipple hard and then moved his mouth to the other rosebud, sucking it into his wet mouth. Then, his wet lips trailed down Dove's belly, nibbling teasingly at the waistband of her panties. His fingers hooked inside them and pulled them down, peeling them inside out as he drew them down his cousin's thighs.
Now, Dove was completely naked before her cousin, and she trembled with lust and anticipation. She looked up at Todd through half-closed eyes, watching him as he took his own clothes off. When he was naked, she groaned at the sight of his huge prick. It stood out stiffly, its bulbous knob purple in color and visibly throbbing.
Again, Todd lowered his hand to his cousin's crotch and stroked her juicy pussy.
"Yessss," Dove sighed.
Todd knelt next to her on the car seat but did not stop stroking her pussy. The caressing of his fingers made more juice seep out from her cunt walls. Then, his fingers were stroking over her asshole, circling around it and probing inside. Now, those fingers swept upwards again, right up to her pussy hairs, swirling around her clit and making her shudder with pleasure.
Todd groaned as he kept rubbing her clit. His cock throbbed hard between his legs, growing bigger with each passing second. Dove stared down at his prick, and she squirmed around on the seat until her mouth was directly poised over the huge hunk of cockmeat.
"Ohhhhh, look at that cock!" she gasped.
The cockhead was as red as a beet. It was swollen with lust and glistening with little drops of pre-cum.
While her cousin continued to stroke her clit, Dove lowered her mouth and swallowed the big cock-knob into her mouth, holding it there. She could feel the prickmeat burning her lips. She washed the cockhead with her saliva and licked all around it.
"Jeesus!" Todd gasped.
He stopped rubbing Dove's pussy for just a moment or two while he wriggled around to slide his body alongside hers. Then, his tongue was licking into her cunt.
Dove moaned around the thickness of his cockhead as she felt the delicious hot wetness of her cousin's tongue inside her. She remembered her fantasy that day in the shower at school, and she trembled with excitement. She had never really thought that this would be happening. She had never believed that she could allow it to happen. But she was powerless to resist the lust-filled emotions sweeping over her. And even though she could never let Todd fuck her, she could savor the joy of his pussy-licking movements.
The cousins lay on the car seat, licking and sucking each other joyously. Dove loved everything about Todd. She loved his hard prick, and the manly aroma of his crotch. She loved the feel of his wet tongue, lapping between her legs, slurping up all her pussy juices. She wove her fingers through the hairs of his crotch as she continued to lick and suck the cock thrusting up from it. She felt a sense of power which dizzied her. She knew that Todd's cock was hers for the moment. She could do whatever she wanted to his prick and make it respond in any way she chose. Just the feel of his big fucker throbbing in her hands gave the young virgin a tremendous thrill.
She felt a sticky moisture against her lips, and she knew it was his pre-cum which dribbled down from the twitching pissslit. She lapped it up hungrily, savoring the taste. She felt totally captivated by her cousin's cock. She loved holding his prick as it throbbed against her lips. She found that the harder she sucked on his cock, the more pre-cum there was for her to swallow. Its strong male taste invaded every nook and cranny of her mouth, and its heady aroma made her feel a little drunk.
Dove felt Todd's tongue shooting up into her fuckhole, and she felt faint with excitement. She could feel the tip of his pointy tongue nudging against her tightly stretched cherry and she groaned, almost wishing he would break her cherry for her. But, instead, the young boy contented himself with tongue-fucking his cousin all the way up to her cherry and back out again, drilling her with harder and faster plunges of his hungry tongue.
Todd's arms were wrapped around the girl's loins and his chin rested on top of her cunt mound as he licked and tongue-fucked her pussy. Dove widened her legs more for him and his tongue burrowed more deeply inside her. His chest was on her tummy now, and his fingers clasped her ass, edging deep into its crack and straining the asscheeks far apart.
Dove knew that she was shamelessly exposed to her cousin and she loved the lewd sensation. Her wet cuntlips were swollen with desire and widely parted. Her pussy gaped open and Todd could see her juices flowing out, and the smell of them filled his nostrils headily. His chest clamped against her pelvis as he took a deep breath. Then he went down hard on her.
"Unghhh!" she whimpered around his fat cock.
His tongue gave lingering licks over the head of her clit, down through the valley of her cunt, scooped up the juice that drooled from her fuckhole and licked it straight into her asshole.
Dove groaned as she sucked his cock harder and harder, feeling it swelling more than she had thought possible.
The entire area between her legs had become her center of pleasure. Her erotic nerve ends stood erect, throbbing in ecstasy. She felt Todd's tongue-tip probing into her asshole. She groaned around his cock and it twitched in response.
Again and again, the young boy licked his cousin's pussy and asshole. Then, when the girl was sure she could stand no more, he stabbed his tongue into her fuckhole again, thrusting it all the way up to her cherry, banging the membrane hard.
As Dove began to come, she sucked the boy's cock still harder. At last, his prick swelled to vibrant stiffness in her mouth and spurts of hot cum gushed out onto her tongue.
"Ummmm," she moaned excitedly as she nearly swallowed the tasty cum. Her little pussy throbbed lustfully against Todd's mouth as he continued to lick her and they came together.
When their orgasms ended, Todd straightened up and took his cousin in his arms, holding her closely for a few moments. Then, he kissed her tenderly.
"I do love you, Dove. You know that, don't you?" Todd asked urgently.
"Oh, yes, Todd, I know you do! And I hope you know how much I love you!" Dove said, snuggling against the young boy.
They were silent for a few moments and then Dove went on, wanting desperately to convey to her cousin just how much he meant to her.
"You know how things are for me at home," Dove said. "It's no secret that my parents didn't plan to have me. I was their unpleasant late-in-life surprise!"
"Aw, Dove," Todd said soothingly.
"Well, it's true! And I've never felt close to them at all. They were already so old by the time they had me . . . and they've never even tried to make me feel loved. That's why I've always loved being with your family, Todd. Aunt Gert and Uncle Sam are so great! You're lucky to have such terrific parents. And you know how close I am to Denise. Stan . . . well, he's a different matter ..."
Todd snorted. "He sure is! No one gets close to him! But you know he's crazy about you, Dove."
Dove sighed, choosing to ignore her cousin's remark.
"But you're the one I love the most, Todd! You're the one I've always felt closest to! That's why I could do what we just did together. That's what makes it all right. II just don't want you to think I'm cheap or anything."
"Hey, if you're worried that I think less of you just 'cause you sucked my cock, forget it!" Todd said with a laugh. "I love you even more for doing that. And I'll love you all the more after we fuck, too."
"After we fuck?" Dove asked, pulling back from him to look at his face. "Did you think we were going to fuck now?"
"Well, yeah, sure! What else?" Todd said confidently.
"Oh, no, Todd, I'm sorry if I made you think I'd fuck with you now. I can't! I just can't go that far! I've already gone further with you than I probably should have."
"Hey, look," Todd said, beginning to get angry. "Maybe sucking each other off was going too far for you,but it wasn't going far enough for me. I need to fuck! Don't be a prick tease, Dove!"
"Oh, Todd, how can you say that?" Dove protested, feeling tears springing to her eyes. "I wasn't teasing you! Honestly, I wasn't! But I can't fuck with you until after we get married, that's all."
"Married?" Todd echoed.
"Well, yeah. Why do you sound so surprised? You said we'd get married, didn't you?" Dove asked worriedly.
"Oh, well, yeah, sure," Todd mumbled with a frown. "But can't we at least see if we're sexually compatible before we get married?"
"Come on, don't hand me that line, Todd," Dove said. "I'd expect that from one of the other guys, but not from you! The sooner we get married, the sooner we get to fuck ... but I mean it, Todd . . . that I won't fuck with you until our wedding night!"
Todd's jaw clenched and he turned away from his cousin, thinking hard. Then, while she watched him with the feeling that whatever he said next would determine the course of her entire life, he turned back to her.
"Okay, look, we'll get married right after we graduate in June. How's that?" Todd asked.
His words should have made Dove the happiest girl in the world. But she thought his smile was forced and his voice tense. She sighed, knowing that she had to be sure of him.
"Todd, you're not going to marry me just because that's the only way I'll fuck you, are you?" she asked softly.
"No! Don't be crazy!" Todd said with a short laugh. "I want to marry you because I love you! Don't you love me?" And, with that, he took the young girl in his arms again.
"Oh, Todd, yes, of course, I love you! More than anything or anyone in the whole world! And, yes, I'll marry you! I can't wait!"
A few days later, Stan caught up with Dove in the hallway between classes at school.
"Todd told me that he's taking you to the dance, Dove," Stan said, his eyes piercing.
"That's right," Dove mumbled, shifting her book from one arm to the other.
"But I don't understand that, Dove. You turned me down because we're cousins. But Todd's your cousin, too," Stan said.
Dove could hear the hurt in Stan's voice, and she looked away from him, not knowing what to say or do. She felt a surge of anger toward the young boy for always forcing her to hurt him.
"Todd and I are going to get married, Stan . . . right after graduation," she said suddenly, hoping that now he would leave her alone for good.
When Stan didn't respond, Dove hesitantly looked at him and she gasped at the expression in his eyes. She had expected to see hurt. She had thought she might see anger. But never had she thought she would see Stan looking at her with pity. She quickly looked away from him again, mumbled something about being late for her next class, and hurried off down the hallway, telling herself that she shouldn't let Stan bother her, no matter what he thought.
CHAPTER FOUR
The rest of the school year passed in a flurry of activity. Todd and Dove went to the school dance together, where they announced their engagement. Now, as the school's golden couple, the cousins were even more popular than ever. Dove was selected Prom Queen and, of course, Todd was Prom King. Two weeks before graduation, the parties began and Todd and Dove received the most sought-after invitations. It was the most exciting time of Dove's life, and she almost hated to see it come to an end. But she was eager to become Todd's wife. She just knew that their life together would be one nonstop whirl of fun and joy.
During those last few months of school, Dove rarely saw Stan. He always seemed to be out somewhere whenever she was over at his house to visit with Todd and Denise. And, at school, he seemed to be deliberately avoiding her. Dove was just as glad about that, for she didn't want to see him looking at her with that same pitying expression she had seen on his face when she had told she was going to marry Todd.
Dove was finding it harder and harder to keep Todd from going too far on their dates. He always seemed to want more and more from her. And even though she was ready and willing to do anything with him short of actually fucking, he continued to accuse her of being a cock-tease. Almost every date ended in a wrestling match now. And a couple of times, Dove was even afraid he was about to rape her. But she always managed to cool him down and the boy would become his usual charming self again . . . until the next time they were alone. Then, once again, his hands would be all over his cousin and he would use every argument in the book to try to convince her to fuck with him. Dove was growing weary of these arguments and she honestly didn't know how much longer she could hold him at bay.
Todd was beginning to snipe at her, too, even when they were others. He would make little meaningful remarks about "cold showers" or "hand jobs", embarrassing Dove beyond belief. She could hardly wait for them to be married so all of that unpleasantness would stop and they could live happily ever after.
The wedding took place in July. It was a small, family affair with Denise acting as best man. Only the immediate family and a few very close friends attended. Stan, who had been offered an art scholarship at a well-known college several hundred miles away, had already left by that time, so he was not in attendance.
After the wedding reception, Dove kissed her parents goodbye. She thought they looked relieved and she felt a pang of hurt--until she realized that she felt the same way. And she told herself that her new life was with her husband now. He was the one who was going to make her happy.
As Dove and Todd drove off together, she snuggled up against him happily.
"It was so swell of your parents to give us such a nice honeymoon as a wedding present," she murmured, thinking how handsome her new husband looked.
"I'll say ... we could never have swung the Moonstone Lodge on our own," Todd said, throwing one arm around his new bride and hugging her close.
"It'll be so great to be all alone at last," the young girl said happily.
"Yeah, it'll be great to fuck you at last!" Todd said with a grin.
"Todd! You make it sound like that's the only reason you married me," Dove said, a little miffed.
"Don't be silly," Todd said curtly as he turned the car radio on.
A short time later, the newlyweds were in the honeymoon suite of the lodge, which overlooked the bay. Without a word, the cousins moved into each other's arms, hugging and kissing passionately. They undressed each other and then they fell onto the king-sized bed, stroking each other all over. Todd's cock was rock-hard, about to explode. He told Dove not to even touch his prick or he would come on the spot. He started to lick her pussy, but she stopped him with a light touch on the top of his head.
"No, don't do that. I'm ready to fuck, too, darling. I can't wait any longer, and I know you can't either. Fuck me now, Todd, pop my cherry for me!" the young girl cried.
She reached between her legs and drew her fingers up along her cunt, scooping up her hot pussy juice. She smeared it all over the head of her cousin's cock until it was glistening lewdly. Todd grinned and reached for a pillow, doubling it over. Dove returned his grin as she raised her ass and Todd slid the pillow in underneath her. It lifted her little ass high off the bed.
"Fuck me now, Todd!" she panted. "Fuck my brains out!"
She lay back on the bed, closed her eyes, and strained her thighs wide apart, shamelessly offering her new husband her entire body. Her pussy was dripping wet. She was all his for the taking.
"I've been waiting for this for a long time," Todd said almost angrily.
He held the shaft of his prick with both hands to guide it. His cockhead nudged against her asshole. Then, the boy slid his cock-knob slowly along her cunt slit, pressing it teasingly against her clit and all through her cunt folds.
With each stroke, he stepped up the rhythm, knowing that he was driving his cousin half-mad with desire and excitement. She whimpered deep down in her throat and tossed her head from side to side. She gripped her tits and pinched the nips hard, feeling a sweet tingly pain mingling with her pleasure.
Her nipples stood out stiffly. She stretched them out more, pulling on them with her fingers. Pain throbbed through her, sharp and sweet. She felt as if she had lost all control over her own body. The muscles in her tummy were rippling uncontrollably. Her thighs moved apart wider and wider. Her entire being ached with longing for her cousin's cock, the cock she felt she now had a right to, now that they were husband and wife.
Now, Todd rested his cockhead against her pussylips and slowly pressed down.
"Oh!" Dove gasped as she felt the fat cockhead prying her cuntlips apart.
"Ungh," Todd grunted as he fucked his cock into his cousin until his cock-knob struck against her cherry.
"Damn! It's in there really tight!" he groaned, feeling the cherry membrane snapping back against his cockhead.
"I don't care how much it hurts! Tear it out of me! Break my cherry with your cock! Fuck meeee!" the young virginal bride wailed, clutching at her cousin's shoulders with both hands.
"You got it, baby--here goes!" Todd cried as he reared back and then lunged forward with all of his strength.
"Yieeeee! Yessss!" Dove shrieked at the top of her lungs as she felt her cherry giving way before the thrusting prick.
The youth's big hard cock was tearing her cherry out of her, just as she had wanted. And it felt so good. So sinfully, deliciously good. She welcomed the pain of it along with the pleasure as she thrust up from the pillow with her ass to fuck even more cockmeat inside her pussy.
"Jesus!" Todd groaned, resting his cock inside her for a minute. He felt her tight cunt muscles snapping closed around his cock, and he groaned again.
"Fuck me!" Dove cried.
Todd withdrew most of his cock from her pussy slowly. Then, again, he plunged into her, stretching her tight cunt walls wider apart than they had ever been stretched before.
"Yes! Yes!" Dove cried, thrilled to be fucking at long last. She was so glad she had never let anyone else fuck her before this. It felt so right to have her cousin's cock breaking her cherry and giving her the very first fuck of her life.
Each time Todd bore down, Dove raised her little ass, humping her crotch up hard against his. Between the two of them, the cousins managed to sink Todd's prick to the hilt inside Dove's tight pussy with each deep fuck-stroke.
"Ohhhh, yessss," she sighed, feeling him fucking into her balls-deep.
She could feel his entire cock throbbing up inside her, stretching her painfully, radiating heat which burned into her pussy walls. She continued to make upward fucking movements with her own crotch each time he plunged into her, and they groaned in unison.
She clawed at his shoulders with her sharp nails, thrilling to the obscenely delicious sensation of being penetrated by the full length of his hard prickmeat.
"Such a tight little pussy," Todd groaned, fucking in and out of her harder now.
"And such a hard cock!" Dove cried out, wriggling and thrashing beneath him.
His big cock sizzled inside her, its head throbbing up against the very back wall of her tight pussy. He lay on top of her, his dark prick hairs mingling with her golden pussy fur. His chest was against her tits and his eyes peered into hers.
"How do you like fucking?" he asked thickly.
"I love it!" Dove cooed.
"You've got the tightest cunt I've ever fucked!" he groaned.
Dove held him close to her, not wanting to think about those other girls he had fucked.
"But now that we're married, you won't be fucking anyone but me," she moaned. When he didn't answer right away, she stopped moving beneath him and looked up at him penetratingly. "That's right, isn't it? You won't ever fuck anyone but me from now on, will you, Todd?"
"Huh? Oh, yeah, right, baby, no one but you! Now quit the gabbing and fuck back at me again!" the boy cried.
Todd took his weight on his elbows now, raising himself up from her slightly. He rubbed his chest against her nipples and lowered his weight onto her again.
Dove put her arms around him, teased the hairs on the nape of his powerful neck, and lightly scratched her fingernails down his back. When they reached his ass, she eased one finger into the crack between his tautened asscheeks, finding his asshole and pressing down on it. Her finger sank into his ass to the middle joint. She crooked it so it wouldn't slip out and tugged on it rhythmically.
"Yuunnngghhh," Todd groaned lustfully.
He braced his knees against the mattress and ground his crotch against hers as he tried to burrow even deeper into her pussy with his fat prick.
"Ohhhh, yesss," Dove hissed between clenched teeth.
The root of Todd's cock splayed the girl's pussylips wider apart and increased the pressure against them. The head of his cock pressed hard against the back wall of her pussy, and she cried out with more and more pleasure.
Dove brushed her free hand down the boy's back, over his ass and between his legs. His dangling balls swung gently, hot and loaded with cum. Dove cupped his balls in her palm, pulled them against her ass and rubbed them around in the warm stickiness of her cunt juice.
"God, Dove, for a virgin, you can sure throw one mean fuck!" Todd gasped.
Now, his cock-thrusts had become shorter, jerkier, and more frantic. He withdrew his prick only a fraction of an inch and then plunged fully into her cunt again.
"Ohhh, yesss, you're fucking me sooo damn good, Todd!" the young girl cried gratefully.
Her senses were a heady swirl of erotic pleasure. She paced her movements to his rhythm, thrusting up as he thrust down, drawing back as he withdrew.
And then she began to go crazy. She clawed at the cheeks of his ass, tugging on them. Her legs wrapped around his, as if she were afraid he might try to escape from her.
"Sexy bitch!" Todd grunted, responding at once to her move savage movements.
Each time he fucked into her, Dove could feel her tight pussy walls stretching deliciously. She gasped with pleasure and dug her fingernails deep into his naked flesh. She was poised on the brink of climax now, and she knew that she needed only the spur of his orgasm to send her soaring high.
"Gonna come!" Todd gasped, as if reading his bride's mind.
"Yes, come!" Dove cried.
She could feel the wild jerking of his prick inside her pussy. She clamped her cunt muscles tightly around the lurching prick, hoping to make him come inside her. With her hand, she could feel the hot cum frothing up in the boy's balls and surging up through the tube of his cock.
"Commmiiinnngg!" Dove screeched loudly as she felt her cousin's cum gushing into her pussy for the very first time. It was even more exciting than she had anticipated, and her own climax spiraled higher and higher as they came together.
The young girl gurgled and groaned as Todd's jism continued to spurt into her pussy. His orgasming cock expanded still more, stretching Dove's pussy deliciously. She reared up against him, her thighs strained and taut, her fingers gouging deep into his asscheeks.
Todd fucked his bride skillfully, spurring her furiously on through every spasm of her orgasm.
But finally, Todd's balls were drained. He had shot every last drop of cum into Dove's pussy. And her gigantic waves of orgasm had subsided into soft little tremors which made her moan and whimper.
It was a long time before they moved. Then, Todd peeled his sweat-covered chest away from Dove's tits.
"Oh, Todd, you really fucked me good!" she said with a big wide grin.
"So did you! Not bad for our first time!" he said, giving his new wife a little kiss on her lips.
Dove felt better and happier than she ever had before. Her cunt felt hot and tingly, inside and outside. And her tits ached with pleasure. She groaned as Todd eased out of her, his cock slithering out of her cummy cunt.
As Todd lay down next to her, Dove crossed her legs, clamping her thighs together to keep his hot cum inside her pussy. Then, as her husband's arms wrapped her closely in a snug embrace, the two cousins sighed and drifted off to sleep.
When Todd and Dove returned to town after their satisfying honeymoon, they moved right into the small studio apartment they had chosen together before their wedding. Dove's parents had paid two months' rent on the apartment and had sprung for over a hundred dollars' worth of groceries for the young couple. At first, Dove had been surprised by this show of generosity, but then she realized that perhaps her parents felt guilty for their cold-shoulder treatment of their daughter over the years. And maybe their wedding gift appeased their consciences.
Todd went to work for his father, who owned the biggest car dealership in town. He was making an excellent salary. And each time he sold a car, he earned a hefty commission, as well. With Todd's charm, he took to selling cars like a duck to water, easily outselling the other salesmen in his first month on the job.
Dove had excellent clerical skills, having taken the business course of studies all through high school. She had no problem landing a very good secretarial position with the top realtor in town. So now, between her salary and Todd's, they were bringing in a lot of money.
Their friends were glad to have them back, and Todd and Dove quickly and naturally resumed their role as most popular couple among their old high school chums. They saw their families from time to time, especially Denise and Todd's parents, but Stan was still away at college and Dove and Todd never bothered to ask how he was doing.
During the first years of their marriage, Todd and Dove's marriage was like one long, continuous party, overflowing with good times. They both continued to work and although they sometimes complained about their jobs, they could afford to walk away from them every night into an exciting world of escape.
They were rarely home. And they began to see their families less and less and their friends more and more. Most of their friends were still single, and none of the married couples had any children. Once, Dove asked Todd about that.
"Well, that's easy to understand," he had said, laughing. "You start having kids and you drop out of circulation. It's one of the laws of living."
"But why?" Dove had persisted. "People with kids need to have a little fun, too. Can't they just hire a babysitter when they want to go out?"
"Probably can't afford it," Todd had said with a shrug. "Or maybe having kids turn them into vegetables. I don't know, but we're not gonna have to worry about that."
And that was the last conversation Todd and Dove had about kids. Sometimes, they did things on their own. But, more often, they went in foursomes or groups. Skiing weekends in the mountains. Weekend parties on the beach or at campgrounds. And when they felt like really splurging, they stayed at expensive resorts. Sometimes, they drove into Nevada and played at the casinos. They joined a health spa, took up jogging, learned to sail, and went to rock concerts. Life was one long, happy party.
Then, a few years after they had gotten married, Dove discovered that she was pregnant. She told Todd about it right after they had made long, satisfying love one night.
"But you can't be!" Todd cried, his cock still inside his wife's pussy.
"But I am! These things do happen, you know," Dove laughed, secretly glad.
She and Todd had had several years of carefree fun, and now she was ready to settle down to a more stable life. She had everything she wanted, including a great husband, and now she was going to have a baby, too. She was sure that Todd would be just as happy once he had a chance to get used to the idea.
"I've still got a hard-on. I wanna fuck you again," Todd muttered, breaking into Dove's thoughts.
"But don't you want to talk about the baby? We've got a lot of planning to do," Dove said, feeling his hard cock stirring inside her cum-drenched cunt.
"Later," Todd mumbled under his breath.
CHAPTER FIVE
Suddenly, Todd pulled his prick out of his wife's pussy and roughly flipped her over so that she was now lying on her tummy on their king-sized bed.
"What are you doing?" Dove asked, hearing her cousin growling behind her.
He didn't answer her. But then Dove felt his hands gripping her asscheeks and painfully hauling them wide apart. She opened her mouth to beg him to be more gentle when she suddenly felt his prickhead pushing against her asshole. It felt good. She began to moan--but the sound quickly became a scream of pain as Todd forced his entire prick into her tight asshole with one mighty thrust.
"Yeeeegaaaaawwwddd! You're hurting meee!" she wailed.
Again, Todd said nothing. He merely grunted and groaned as he fucked his cock in and out of his wife's tight asshole, fucking her mercilessly.
Jolts of pain shot through Dove's body. She was confused and angry. Todd had never treated her this way before. It was almost as if he were punishing her with his cock. But for what?
Always before, he had cared about her pleasure, too. But now he seemed intent only on his own need as he relentlessly fucked his whole prick in and out of her resisting asshole.
She could feel his cock throbbing against her tight ass walls, and her body began to respond in a way that made her feel good. But somehow her physical pleasure was diminished by the savage way her husband-cousin was treating her.
Todd's breathing became heavier and harsher behind her. She felt his fingers sliding around her and gripping her tits, digging into her tit flesh painfully. He raked his fingernails across her nips.
"Yeoww! Noooo!" she cried protestingly, wondering what in the world had gotten into him to make him act that way with her.
Todd took his hands away from her tits and used them to peel her asscheeks back farther. Her asshole was stretched to the limit by his fat cock. The little ring of pink ass muscles clenched and unclenched automatically, convulsively.
"Ohhhh, it hurts, you're hurting meee," she whimpered even as her pussy turned on and began to drool creamy juice.
The foamy cunt juice ran down into the crack of her shitter. Dove shuddered powerfully with pain and pleasure.
Always before, whenever Todd had fucked her in the ass, he had started out slowly, gently, not fucking her hard and fast until her desire was at a feverish pitch to match his own. And, always before, he had played with her pussy as he had ass-fucked her. That had kept her desire building and building until they could come together.
But now Dove felt as if Todd were merely using her, using her tiny asshole to jerk off inside. It was as if she had ceased to be a whole person for him and had been reduced in his mind to nothing more than a hole for his cock. It angered her and confused her, even as she felt tremors of pleasure rushing through her loins.
She tried to rub her thighs together against her pussy since her cousin-husband was ignoring that part of her. But when Todd saw her movements, he reached down and gripped her thighs, holding them apart. Her asscheeks snapped together, trapping his cockmeat between them.
"Yunnghh," he grunted, still ramming his hard prick in and out of Dove's asshole as he continued to hold her thighs apart so she could not rub them against her drooling pussy.
Although the young woman felt an erotic pleasure surging through her from the big cock fucking her ass, she was being deprived of the delicious pressure against her cunt that she craved with every fiber of her being.
Suddenly, Todd came. It was a long orgasm. With each surge of his cum into her asshole, Dove heard her husband give a low moan that blended into a low-throated growl. He bore down on her harder than ever as he shot his jizz into her ass guts. He strained the cheeks of her ass apart again, timing the stretching movements to the jolting spurts of his cum inside her.
"Oh, God!" Dove cried as she suddenly came, too.
Todd pulled his cum-dripping prick out of his wife's asshole, and then he slapped her hard on her asscheeks.
"You came," he said flatly.
Dove thought he sounded disappointed. Then, while she continued to lie on her tummy, feeling her swollen pussylips hanging heavily between her parted legs, Todd rolled away from her and went to sleep . . .
A few days later, Dove invested in an entire new wardrobe of chic maternity clothes. Then, she talked Todd into looking for a larger apartment. It was after that when the rude financial facts of life began to slap the young woman in the face.
For the first time, she realized that there was not going to be enough money for everything. The only insurance they had was the partial health plan which they both had. It would help but it definitely would not begin to pay all of the hospital and doctor bills for the baby. The two-bedroom apartment they lived in now was far more expensive than the little single they had had. And they were still making hefty payments on the sports car they had bought just after their wedding. In addition, Todd and Dove owed some walloping bills on several major credit cards.
They had saved no money at all during their marriage. All the fun times they had had with their friends had cost them everything they had earned and more. Suddenly it dawned on Dove that she and her husband were not only poor, but that they were in debt as well.
And what about after the baby arrives? Dove asked herself with a growing sense of despair.
If she returned to her job, she would have to pay a huge share of her income for babysitting fees. Would that be worth it? She decided that it wouldn't be. She wanted to quit her job, stay home, and take care of their baby, herself.
She longed to make this child feel loved and wanted--as her own parents had never been able to do for her.
"Look, Todd," she said one night as they sat in the living room in front of the television set. "I've got it all figured out." And she handed him a notepad on which she had carefully made out a tight budget they could live on with only Todd's salary and commission as its base.
Todd glanced at the notepad and then sent it spinning into the air. It landed on the carpet beneath the coffee table. Todd patted Dove's bulging tummy and pulled her into his arms.
"We'll worry about that later," he murmured into her hair. "I don't want to think about it now."
Dove felt a little tremor of desire run through her as Todd continued to hold her. He seemed to be turning away from her more and more these days. Their lovemaking had become infrequent and, although Dove found herself aching with desire, she hesitated to make the first move because, more often than not, Todd simply fucked her hard and fast until he came, leaving her high and dry. Gone were the days of mutual lovemaking. Now he didn't seem to care about her pleasure, and in fact he acted resentful if she did enjoy their fuck sessions.
"Let's make love," Todd rasped now.
Dove felt another tremor of desire for her cousin-husband. Then she had an idea. Maybe if she sucked him off first, he would be cooled down enough to give her the slower, more giving kind of fucking she craved with her whole body.
"Let me suck your cock," she said huskily.
"Good idea. Your big belly's making it harder and harder to fuck, anyway," Todd said.
His remark hurt Dove and she paused.
"I just want to suck your cock first," she said, emphasizing the last word. "Then maybe we can have a nice long fuck. The kind we used to have . . . for hours. After all, Todd, once the baby comes, we won't be able to get much of that kind of fucking in."
"Yeah," Todd said with a grimace. "Kids sure do screw up things, don't they? Guess the fun days are all gone."
Dove was stung by his words. But then she saw him unzipping his fly and releasing his hard prick, and she felt her mouth watering.
"Hurry, Dove!" Todd cried impatiently.
With a little groan, Dave knelt on the floor between her husband's legs. She stared wordlessly at Todd's bulging cock, seeing the tiny drops of pre-cum on its swollen tip. She moaned as she saw the throbbing blue veins and pulsating prickhead.
"Come on, Dove, quit stalling!" Todd demanded. "Suck my cock right now!"
If Dove had not felt so hotly aroused at that moment, she would have told Todd to go fuck himself. He had never talked to her so rudely before, and she didn't like it one bit. But there was his musky-smelling cock throbbing right in front of her face and she felt a deep aching feeling in the pit of her tummy, a feeling that meant she was hungry ... for cum.
She bent her head and licked the tip of Todd's cock. She tasted his pre-cum and the strong tangy flavor seemed to fill all of her senses. Her lips touched the purplish head of his bursting cock. She held her lips there gingerly as she tasted more of her cousin's salty cockcream.
"Do it! Suck me! You know you love it!" Todd commanded.
Dove's lips widened a bit and she took the rubbery cockhead into her hungry mouth. As she felt his cockhead resting on her tongue, she took a deep breath. Her entire body trembled. She could feel her heart pounding faster as she sucked Todd's prick a little deeper.
"Unnhh," Dove moaned around his cock. Her tits tingled and she wished that her husband would reach out and play with them as he used to do while she sucked him. But Todd made no such movement.
"Suck it, baby!" he ordered.
Dove began using her tongue around his cockhead. She swirled her hot, wet tongue around the ridge of the throbbing prick. More of his pre-cum dripped out on her lips. She slid her tongue down to the base of his big cock.
"Yeah! Lick that fucking cock all over!", Todd grunted, lifting his ass up from the sofa to shove more of his prickmeat against her lips.
Dove felt a burning excitement all through her body. She licked the tip of Todd's cock again. This time, she swirled her tongue around his cockhead, then down the length of his throbbing cock. She touched his balls gently.
"Shit, yeah, Dove!" Todd groaned, "Suck my balls! Suck my big fucking balls! Yeah, baby!"
Dove's wet tongue pushed gently against his cum-laden balls. They looked even bigger, now that they were up close.
"Come on, Dove!" Todd grunted. "Do a tongue-job on my balls! Show your hubby how much you love sucking his cock!"
Dove moved her tongue back and forth across his cum-filled balls. The man trembled each time her tongue stroked him. She could feel the burning heat growing in his balls. She gently sucked one of them into her mouth, caressing the heavy ball-sac between her lips.
She slid one hand down her body and began to stroke her tits through her clothes. She wished it were Todd's hands on her. But since he had made no move to touch her, it was up to her to give herself the pleasure she needed.
She took her hand away from her tits a few minutes longer and moved it between Todd's legs, starting to rub his other ball as she kept the first one in her wet mouth.
"Yeah! Suck me, baby!" Todd gasped, feeling quick shivers of erotic pleasure shooting through his body. "I want to feel that hot mouth of yours swallowing my prick!"
Dove took a deep breath as she slid her tongue back up to his swollen cockhead. She took another deep breath and then captured his cockhead just inside her lips. She held his cockhead on her tongue for a few exciting moments.
"Take it in your mouth all the way, Dove!" Todd groaned. "You know how! You've sucked cock before!"
Dove closed her eyes, trying to ignore the insulting tone of Todd's voice. She started sucking his prick into her throat. She kept sucking more and more of his hard, throbbing cockmeat into her mouth. Then she felt his cockhead at the deepest part of her throat, and she struggled not to gag.
Again, she tasted the strong, salty flavor of his pre-cum and she trembled with pleasure. She had to swallow a few times to keep his dripping cum from sliding out of her lips.
"At last, you've got it!" Todd said. "That's the fucking way! Now suck that cock! Bob your head up and down! You know how I like it!"
Dove began bobbing her head, letting her lips slide tightly up and down her cousin-husband's prick. Her lips thrilled to the friction of his cockhead, and then she pushed her face forward again.
"You fucking pregnant bitch!" Todd growled. "You're deep-throating me now! Yeah, that's how I like it! Keep it up, Dove and I'll be real nice and give you a hot mouthful of cum! You're gonna love it, Dove!"
In spite of the cruel way Todd was talking to her, something urged Dove on, and she knew it was the hot, unrelieved fuck-lust she felt pounding through her loins. Her pussy was boiling over. She pushed her thighs together but that didn't help much. Her pussy juices were running down the insides of her thighs, making her wet.
"Come on, bitch, use your fingers on my balls again!" Todd ordered his wife. "Play with me while you suck me off!"
Dove obediently slid her fingers up between his legs. She stroked his churning balls while her lips continued to slide up and down his meaty prick. She could feel his cock growing thicker inside her mouth.
"Awwww, shiiit, Dove! Suck me hard! Suck me really fucking hard!"
He put his hands on both sides of her head.
"You know how to suck cock, bitch! Do it! Make me come!" Todd growled.
His hands tightened on the back of her head and his ass came up off the sofa. He was shoving his fat prick deeper and deeper into her mouth and down her throat. She was almost choking on his cock each time he lifted his ass and fucked her face.
"Get ready to swallow, you fat cow!" he yelled. "Get ready to swallow my fucking cum! I'm gonna shoot a fucking wad in your lousy mouth! Swallow it, Dove, swallow it all, you bitch! Shiiiiit!"
He rammed his fucker between her lips and hot spurts of jism filled Dove's mouth. She began to swallow his cum down, loving the way it warmed her belly. She kept swallowing until Todd's prick stopped spurting cum into her mouth. Suddenly, he jerked his prick out of her mouth and rubbed his trembling cockhead against her face.
"Ohhhh, Todd," she moaned as she felt his sticky cockcream covering her face. She felt her little pussy twitching impatiently and she could hardly wait to feel his prick ramming into her cunt. Maybe this time he would take more time with her and give her the slow kind of lovemaking they always used to share.
"You're some cocksucking bitch," Todd said with a satisfied grin.
Dove had turned away from him to start undressing, sure that he would fuck her now. But she glanced back at him to see that he was stuffing his cock back into his pants and zipping up.
"Aren't we going to make love now?" she asked.
"Naw, that took care of me,"" he said, rising from the couch and moving toward the front door.
"But what about me?" Dove asked faintly.
"What about you? You're a pregnant lady and pregnant ladies aren't supposed to do things like fucking," he said callously, opening the front door.
"You bastard," Dove said, feeling like crying.
"Don't wait up for me. I'll be home late," Todd said, closing the door behind him and running down the stairs toward their car.
CHAPTER SIX
That became the pattern of their days together. Todd would ask Dove to go out with him. She would remind him that they could not afford the expensive kind of entertainment they had always indulged in before. And Todd would go out alone.
After a while, Todd no longer bothered to ask Dove to go out with him. He went out alone almost every night, never saying where he was going. And Dove was afraid to ask. But when he returned home in the wee hours of the morning, he smelled of beer and cheap perfume, and Dove's heart ached.
They fucked rarely and when they did, it was even worse than ever, Dove being forced to do all the giving while Todd did all the taking. Dove had to rely on lonely fingerfucking sessions to try to relieve the ache of desire that never seemed to completely leave her.
When their beautiful little daughter, Diane, was born, Todd's behavior grew worse still. He was simply unable to accept the responsibilities of parenthood and the strict budget that having a child entailed. He wanted to be able to continue to party with their old friends and when there was no longer the money for that carefree lifestyle, Todd became a pouting child of a man, and the marriage turned more sour.
Todd was no longer the charming, fun-loving guy with big bucks, and his friends quickly dropped him. He began to spend his time at cheap bars, drinking up the money that should have gone for the child he showed absolutely no interest in.
As the years passed, Todd lost more and more work time. And when he did show up, he was intoxicated or hung over more often than not. Even when sober, his surly attitude made it impossible for him to bring in the car sales which had always been so effortless for him before.
Finally, after several more years, Todd's father was forced to let his son go, and Todd was without a steady job.
He began to do odd jobs around town and Dove took complete charge of their finances. She doled out meager sums of money to Todd, knowing he resented it, but knowing, too, that all of his money was going for booze and an occasional hooker.
Diane was growing up fast, but still Todd ignored her. By the time she was ten years old, she had stopped trying to win his attention or affection. He was rarely home, anyway, and when he was, Diane stayed out of his way.
Finally, about the time that Diane became a teenager, Todd was unable to perform even odd jobs. Even if he could have, no one in town seemed willing to hire him anymore since he had become so undependable, and his chip-on-the-shoulder attitude turned everyone off.
Dove knew that they could probably receive some help from Todd's parents, but Todd never saw them anymore. And Dove had long ago cut off all ties with them, too ashamed to let them know about the shabby and miserable life which the long ago "golden couple" now had.
Dove knew that her own parents would not help out. They had made it very clear that their wedding gift had ended their "obligation" to their daughter.
Denise had long ago moved to the other coast, where she was now happily married with two kids of her own. She and Dove wrote each other now and then, and Dove was always careful to keep her letters lighthearted with no hint of the turmoil that ruled over Dove's own marriage.
That left Stan, Dove had no idea where he was these days. And she knew that Todd didn't know, either. They hadn't seen him in years. But even if Dove had known where he was, she could not have asked him for any help--not after the unkind way she and Todd had treated him when they were all still in high school.
Dove considered getting another secretarial job. But she would have to hire someone to watch Diane when the youngster was not in school, and that would eat up most of Dove's wages. She wished that she could count on Todd to watch their daughter while Dove worked. But she knew that she could not. And it hurt her to realize that she would be frightened to leave her child with her own father. She could no longer trust Todd, and she felt only pity for him.
They had long ago sold their car and even their more valuable wedding presents, just to keep afloat for a while. But now, they were completely destitute once more, and Dove knew it was up to her. So, she dusted off the typewriter she had received as a graduation present, and she began to do typing jobs at home for students and faculty at the local college. She didn't earn a lot of money but it was something, enough to provide her family with the very basic necessities of life.
One night, when Diane was in her early teen years, Dove tried to talk to Todd about his increasingly erratic and depressed behavior . . .
"You should get help, Todd," she said in what she meant to be a kind tone of voice. "You know, the free clinic offers counseling, and it doesn't cost a cent."
Todd cursed and struck Dove in the face with his fist. Then he raped her while she lay there, whimpering in fear and pain beneath his pounding, punishing body. After he finished coming inside Dove's pussy, Todd took his drained prick out of her and looked down at her with an expression of contempt.
"You fucking bitch! You've been a millstone around my neck since the day I married you!" he spat out. Then he had thrown his clothes on in a hurry and stormed out of the house, heading for the nearest bar.
Dove turned over onto her stomach and sobbed into her pillow. This was the first time her husband had ever actually struck her, and Dove knew deep down that any hope she might have still been holding onto that their marriage might work out was gone. She knew that she could not go on living with Todd any longer, if for no other reason than the fear that he might someday strike out against Diane. Dove loved her daughter fiercely and protectively. And she would always put the young girl's needs first.
Besides, to be honest with herself, Dove had to admit that it would be a relief not to have to deal with Todd's drunkenness and moodiness any longer. She would go to the legal aid people the very next day and see about filing for divorce.
"Mommy, are you okay?" Diane asked softly, sticking her head in the bedroom door.
"Oh, baby," Dove murmured, turning over to face her daughter. "I was hoping you hadn't heard anything."
Diane came into the room and climbed up on the bed next to her mother. She put her hand gently beneath Dove's chin and turned her face to look into her eyes.
"Oh, Mommy, he hit you! I hate him for hurting you!" the young teenager cried.
"You mustn't say that, baby," Dove murmured, taking her daughter into her comforting arms. But even as she told the girl that she should not say she hated her father, Dove had to wonder why not. At least, Dove had her happy memories of the Todd she had fallen in love with, the Todd she had married. Diane had none of that. She had only her sad knowledge of a drunken, uncaring father.
"He raped you, too, didn't he, Mommy?" Diane asked. "I could hear him . . . and you kept screaming for him to stop!"
"Oh, honey, you shouldn't have had to hear such an awful thing. But you're right. He did rape me," Dove said, deciding that she would not lie to her daughter. She had a right to know the truth. Maybe when she got older, she would make a wiser choice in husbands than her mother had.
"Ohhh, Mommy, your poor pussy! It must hurt you so bad after Daddy raped you," Diane cooed, reaching out to stroke her mother's naked pussy.
Dove heard the desire in her daughter's voice and she gasped, realizing that the girl's incestuous touch was arousing her powerfully.
"Ohhh, honey, that feels soooo good," Dove moaned, squirming beneath her little girl's stroking hand.
"Oh, Mommy, Daddy shot so much cum inside you! I can feel it on my fingers!" Diane cried excitedly. "Let me see it!"
As Diane knelt by her side and lowered her head, Dove spread her legs wider. She trembled as she felt Diane's fingers pulling her cuntlips apart.
"Oh, it smells so good!" Diane said.
Then, with a quick movement, the young girl lay on top of her mother, her young, budding tits against Dove's belly and her head between the older woman's legs.
"Can I taste Daddy's cum, Mommy?" the teenager asked thickly, her little pussy growing wet.
"Yes, darling, go ahead," Dove said, unable to resist the lust that consumed her.
It had been so long since she had felt this way, so long since she had been treated gently. She loved her daughter so much, and the feel of the youngster's hands on her pussy thrilled her beyond belief.
Diane breathed hotly on her mother's cunt, making the older woman quiver all over.
"Oh, yes, Diane!" Dove squealed as she felt her daughter's wet lips touching her pussy mound.
Diane stuck her tongue out and ran it up and down her mother's juicy cuntlips, moaning with excitement all the while. As she licked Dove's pussy, the woman had the feeling that this was not the first time Diane had licked cunt. And she wondered if she really knew her daughter as well as she had thought she did.
Diane licked her mother's pussy lovingly, feeling her own little cunt getting hotter with each forbidden lick. She thrilled to the smell and taste of her father's cum. She didn't have much use for the man himself, but she thought his jism tasted yummy and she lapped it up hungrily.
The young girl fucked her tongue into her mother's pussy, going after the cum there. She held Dove's pussylips wide apart with both hands. Then, she clamped her young lips around the older woman's oozing fuckhole. And she sucked.
"Ohhhhh, God, Diane, what are you doing to me?" Dove wailed, thrashing about the bed in a fit of incestuous lust. It had been so long since anyone had made her feel good sexually, and she felt a surge of warmth and love toward the young girl who was sucking all of Todd's cum out of her dripping pussy.
"Ummmm," Diane moaned, thrilled half out of her mind to be sucking her father's cum down into her belly. It was delicious. She drew the thick cum into her sucking mouth in lewd globs, tasting her mother's fuck-juices which were mingled with the cum-sauce.
"Yessss, darling, yesss, suck mother's pussy!" Dove shrieked, reaching down and grasping the back of her daughter's head to press the youngster's mouth harder against her horny cunt.
She felt the teenager's lips working greedily on her pussy. Diane sucked and sucked, and each time her mouth was filled up with cum, she gulped it down. The spunky flavor and thick texture turned the girl on tremendously and she wriggled her ass temptingly before her mother's face.
"Ahhh," Dove groaned as she reached out and stroked her little girl's asscheeks. She stroked the humid crack between them, easing her middle finger inside. Then, pausing for just a heartbeat, she fucked that middle finger to the hilt within her daughter's asshole.
"Yuuuuhhh," Diane groaned, wriggling her ass about excitedly.
Diane continued to suck her mother's pussy while the older woman fucked her asshole with her stiffened middle finger.
"Commmiinnngg!" Dove cried as her pussy-meat spasmed and twitched against her daughter's sucking mouth.
"Unghhh," Diane gasped into her mother's cunt, coming with her. She thrust her ass back as much as she could, driving her asshole up along the length of her mother's finger.
When Dove and Diane finished coming, the young teenager raised her flushed face and looked at her mother across her belly. Dove smiled fondly at her daughter. Then, without a word--but understanding one another perfectly--the two females moved around, head to tail, stacking up pillows to make themselves as comfortable as possible.
Then, the mother and daughter began to lick each other's pussy slowly, letting their arousal build higher and higher.
"Ohhh, darling, your little pussy's sooo wet," Dove moaned as she shoved her head between the youngster's legs. She smelled the aroma of her daughter's girl-cum and her mind spun with excitement. She felt faint with incestuous lust and she turned on still more as she felt Diane's lips and tongue on her own pussy once more.
Dove was amazed and excited by the amount of juice that was pouring out of her daughter's pussy. She used her fingertips to part the teenager's outer cuntlips, and she groaned when she saw the juicy cunt folds waiting within. They were flushing a deep pink and oozing with juice. Dove gave them a long lick from one end to the other, her tongue scooping up the tasty slime.
"Unnhhh," she moaned, feeling Diane's tongue licking furiously in and out of her own pussy. She tightened her pussy muscles around the girl's tongue as it drilled into her fuckhole.
Diane's inner cuntlips were stuck together, her juice acting like glue. Dove peeled them apart eagerly and licked along the little crevice.
"Ummm," Diane responded, fucking her tongue even harder and faster into her mother's pussy.
Dove was thrilled by how responsive Diane's pussy was. It quivered each time she touched it with her fingers or tongue. The older woman strained apart her little girl's inner cuntlips with her fingers and thumbs, until the teenager's pussy was wide open. The spongy, pink interior of Diane's cunt looked sweet and somehow innocent. Dove hardly knew where or how to begin. She felt the young girl fucking the full length of her tongue in and out of her cunt, and she quaked in her grasp.
She longed to give her daughter as much pleasure as the young girl was giving her. With that thought in mind, Dove licked her daughter's pussy all over at first.
"Yuuhhh," Diane moaned into her mother's pussy, shaking all over with incestuous pleasure.
Dove fucked her tongue inside the girl's hot pussy and pried around. The taste and smell of the teenager was tantalizing to her. She felt herself going crazy with desire. She clamped her lips around the young girl's fuckhole and thrust her tongue deeply into her.
"Aaarghh," Diane gurgled, going a little crazy, too.
The urgent flurry of the teenager's tongue-licks inside Dove's cunt spurred the older woman on. Having her own pussy tongue-fucked while she did the same to the young girl was a heady thrill.
Dove could tell that her daughter was experienced at eating pussy. She seemed to know exactly how and where to lick, and which rhythm and pressure to use. She was licking her mother toward another orgasm, and Dove felt grateful to her for giving her pussy so much erotic pleasure.
As Dove continued to fuck her tongue in and out of her daughter's cunt hole, she felt the wet cunt beginning to spasm hard against her face and she knew that the youngster was about to come. Dove moaned excitedly and sucked and tongue-fucked more eagerly.
"Unnghhh," Diane groaned, and she shuddered all over as she came inside her mother's mouth.
Dove sucked hard as she felt her little girl's cum exploding into her hungry mouth. She relished the taste of the girl's cum as she sucked it right out of her. She could feel the sexual tension gripping the youngster's body as Diane's climax peaked. She gulped down the delicious girl-cum as fast as it shot into her mouth, knowing that her own orgasm was not far off. Finally, Dove felt Diane's body going limp as she finished coming.
Now, Diane attacked her mother's pussy with renewed lust and eagerness. She used her mouth, lips, tongue, and even her teeth to bring the older woman to climax.
Dove felt Diane's tongue licking all over every single inch of her aroused cunt. She felt her lips sucking hard around her juicing cunt hole. She felt her tongue fucking in and out of her cunt hole, and she clamped it tightly with her pussy muscles. She felt Diane's tongue lashing against her blood-engorged clit. And, finally, she felt the girl's teeth sinking into the stiff clit-bud.
"Yieeee!" Dove gasped, tearing her mouth away from her daughter's little pussy.
Her orgasm tore through her with a force that took her breath away. She clawed frantically at her daughter's head while she came, her body bouncing and writhing on the bed beneath the young girl's busy mouth.
"Commmiiinnnggg!" Dove yelled as the peak of her orgasm struck her powerfully.
As Dove's orgasm ended, Diane pulled away slightly and gazed wide-eyed at her mother's pussy. She saw that some of the woman's fuckjuice had soaked into the blonde fur that fringed her cuntlips. The teenager held the furry cunt flesh between her lips now, and she sucked the drool from it.
"Ohhhh, darling, I love you so much," Dove murmured, reaching down and stroking her daughter's lovely, thick hair.
The small movements of her mother's hips drew her attention back to her pussy slit. Diane spread it wide with her fingers, then she pressed her mother's clit against the roof of her mouth with her tongue and rolled it from side to side.
"Commmiiinnnggg!" Dove yelped as she came again.
Later, the mother and daughter lay quietly in each other's arms, knowing that they had never felt so close or so loving toward one another.
"I loved you before . . . more than anything," Dove murmured. "But I love you even more now!"
"That's how I feel too, Mommy," Diane said in a little half-moan as she felt her mother's hand lightly stroking her pussy.
"I want you to know that I'm leaving your father, Diane," Dove said a few minutes later.
"Oh, I'm glad, Mommy! He never loved me, anyway. And the way he treats you . . . we'll both be better off without him."
"I think so, too, darling. But I have to admit that it won't be easy. I can't completely forget the young boy I married ... he was my hero in those days," Dove murmured, still fondling her daughter's cunt.
"I'm sorry that it will be hard for you, Mommy," Diane said, giving her mother a big hug. "But we'll be fine. You and I can take care of each other from now on."
"Thanks for making it easier, Diane," Dove said, returning her daughter's hug. "And maybe someday I'll meet a nice man who can be a good husband for me and a loving father for you."
"Oh, I hope so, Mommy! I've always wanted to have the kind of father my friends have . . . one who really loves me," Diane said, her voice breaking with emotion.
"Oh, my poor honey," Dove said, cradling her daughter in her arms. "Let me lick your pussy again. That will make you feel all better."
CHAPTER SEVEN
The mother and daughter shifted positions again, lying head to tail once more. Then, Dove began to lick Diane's pussy, feeling more and more cunt juice seeping out onto her tongue.
Diane brushed her lips across her mother's inner thighs and down toward her knees. Then, she moved her mouth back up to the older woman's cunt and licked up all the drooling juice from her pussylips. Finally, she rammed the full length of her tongue between those cuntlips and on into Dove's fuckhole.
Dove grunted with excitement as she felt her daughter's wet tongue fucking into her cunt hole. She thrust her own tongue into the teenager's snug pussy hole, loving the feel of her cunt muscles clamping against the sides of her reaming tongue.
After only a few tongue-fucks, the mother and daughter began to come together.
"Uhhhnhh!" Dove groaned as her climax crashed through her, making her bite down on her daughter's clit.
"Aieeeee!" Diane cried out loudly, wrenching her mouth away from her mother's cunt and savoring the full heady pleasure of her incestuous orgasm.
After they rested for a couple of minutes, Diane climbed on top of her mother, still lying so that she was facing her feet. As if they had rehearsed their movements, the two females began to grind their bellies gently together. They kissed each other's ankles, the sensitive arches of their feet, and in between their toes. This tender kind of loving was extremely stimulating to both of them. Their mutual caresses were electrifying, more of a turn-on to them than if they had attacked each other with the full force of their incestuous desire.
Dove's flesh tingled all over and great waves of motherly affection washed over her. She knew that her little girl must be feeling the same way, and she trembled against her. She felt pleasure-drugged by their special intimacy, and it aroused her until both she and her daughter were aflame with lust for one another again.
The mother and daughter were so attuned to each other that they both knew just when to shift their positions. They each raised one leg and passed it over the other's. And their crotches ground gently together.
Their hips were half-turned so that there was perfect and complete contact between their pussies. Dove and Diane used their fingers to pull apart their cuntlips so that the sensitive membranes of their inner pussies were plastered together. Their fuck-holes kissed at one another. And their pussy-slits, sticky with juice, sealed themselves together so that a lewd vacuum was created.
The mother and daughter began to hump their pussies together with a delicious suctioning sensation. Slowly, unhurriedly, they fucked each other toward yet another orgasm.
Diane's calf was lying between her mother's tits and Dove pressed her tit-mounds around the girl's leg while she kissed her ankle.
The aroused females began to hump at each other hard and fast, fucking one another fiercely, beginning to come. They came hard, crying out passionately and clutching at each other, their girl-cum running into each other's pussy.
A long time later, they fell asleep in each other's arms, feeling warm and loved and safe, as if nothing bad could ever touch them again. But they were awakened a short time later by a loud knock at the front door. Startled, Dove and Diane looked at each other questioningly.
"I'll get it, Mommy," Diane said finally.
She slid out of bed and picked up a robe. Then, she ran to answer the door.
"Mom!" Diane called from the living room. "There's a policeman here and he wants to see you."
Dove's heart lurched as she hurriedly put on her own robe and went out into the living room to face the policeman.
"I'm afraid I have some bad news for you, ma'am," the officer said quietly.
And then he told Dove and Diane that Todd's body had been found floating in an inlet, trapped by some rocks and debris. The police suspected suicide--and so did Dove, although she could not know for sure.
The memorial service for Todd seemed sad and forlorn, a sorrowful tribute to a man who had lost his way in life, or who perhaps had never found it. Dove, Diane, and Todd's parents were the only mourners present. Dove didn't know why Denise and Stan weren't there, and she couldn't bring herself to ask about them. She saw so much pain in her aunt's and uncle's eyes when they looked at her, and she was anxious to be away from them, thinking that they might be blaming her in some way for Todd's death.
Dove and Diane settled into their life together with more ease than Dove had anticipated. Todd had rarely been home during the last years of their marriage, and he had contributed nothing to their family either emotionally or financially. So, actually, not much had changed for the mother and daughter except that now they were free of the tension which had filled their home before.
As usual, money continued to be a problem for Dove and Diane. Prices always seemed to be going up. And Dove's meager income from her typing jobs no longer paid the bills. Unable to make ends meet in any other way, Dove began to take on housecleaning jobs.
"But it's so demeaning, Mom! I hate the idea of you having to clean other people's houses! Let me get a part-time job after school and on weekends," Diane tearfully begged.
"Diane, I want you to understand that no job is demeaning if it's honest work. As for you taking a job, forget it! I want you to devote all of your time to your studies, young lady! You let me earn a living for us!" Dove said firmly.
Dove combed the newspaper's help-wanted ads daily in hopes of adding more house cleaning jobs to her routine. She had the time, and they certainly needed the money.
One day, a few months after Todd's death, Dove saw a new and interesting ad in the local paper: "One-day-a-week housekeeper for single male, wage negotiable, references required."
It sounded worth a try, and Dove dialed the phone number which appeared at the end of the ad. A pleasant baritone voice answered the phone.
"Sorry, but I've already set up appointments for interviews with three other women," the man said when Dove told him why she was calling.
"Oh, please," she persisted. "Couldn't you at least talk with me? I'm very dependable and efficient and I . . . well, I really do need the work."
She held her breath while he paused.
"All right," he said at last, his tone gentle. "How about tomorrow at three?"
Dove hesitantly asked him if they could make it seven in the evening, instead. "I'm working at another house until six," she explained.
"Sure, okay," the man agreed. "Now, what's your name?"
Dove gave him her name and there was a long pause.
"Hello? Are you still there?" she asked.
"Did you say your name is Dove Sinclair?" the man asked.
"Yes, that's right," Dove replied, thinking that his voice sounded strange suddenly. "I'll see you tomorrow evening then."
It wasn't until after Dove had hung up that she realized that he knew her name but that she didn't know his. Oh, well, she thought, I'll find out soon enough.
The man's modern, redwood house was only a few miles from Dove's apartment, but the environment was vastly different. Her prospective employer's street was lined with large, elaborate homes surrounded by huge, landscaped lawns.
Dove rang the bell nervously and almost immediately found herself face to face with a tall, lean man. He studied her silently with dark, serious eyes. He wore a yellow sweatshirt splattered with paint, scruffy jeans, and a pair of chewed-up sneakers. The black Lab puppy who frisked about at the man's feet was probably responsible for that, Dove thought with amusement.
"I'm here for the interview," she said at last, wondering if the man had lost his power of speech since they had talked on the phone, and thinking that he looked vaguely familiar.
"It is you!" the man exclaimed.
"Well, yes, I'm Dove Sinclair," she said briskly, wondering why he was looking at her so strangely. "Remember, we talked about your ad last night?"
The man just laughed and stepped aside, inviting her in. The puppy yipped eagerly as Dove stepped inside. They went into a beautiful, spacious room. It was decorated with an assortment of paintings and modern sculptures. The man asked Dove to sit down, never shifting his eyes from her face. Then he described the housekeeping job, telling her exactly the kind of work she would be doing every week. The wage he offered her was far more generous than she had dared hope for.
"You mean, you're giving me the job?." Dove asked, startled. "If you want it," he said with a nod. "But what about the other women you were interviewing?"
He shook his head. "I changed my mind. How about it? When can you start?"
"Well, would Wednesday be okay?" Dove asked eagerly. "At this time, I have Wednesdays and Sundays off but I like to spend Sundays with my teenaged daughter."
"Sure, Wednesday would be fine," the man said.
"You haven't asked for my references yet," Dove reminded him.
"Never mind. I don't need to see them," he said.
When he stood up, his eyes still clung to her face. His constant staring made some faint memory stir in her mind.
"Come on, Dove," he said. "I want to show you the rest of the house."
He said her name with a caress in his voice, and suddenly that faint memory became crystal clear in Dove's mind.
"Stan!" she gasped, leaping to her feet. "It is you, isn't it, Stan?"
He smiled. It was the first time his serious expression had relaxed since they had met at the front door. It changed his entire face, and his smile embraced her with its warmth.
"Yes, Dove, it's me," he murmured.
Dove's knees went weak on her and she sank back into her chair.
"You--you've changed so much," she stammered. "I'm sorry. I just didn't recognize you."
"Life has not been easy for you, has it, Dove?" he asked softly. But it was more a statement of fact than a question.
Dove shook her head, unable to speak.
Then Stan began to talk, admitting that his feelings for his cousin had never changed, not in all those years. And he told her that he had kept track of her over the years, even when she didn't know he was anywhere around. He said that when Dove first married his brother, Stan was sure it would not last long.
"I thought you would come to see him as the shallow person he really was," Stan said in a kind tone of voice.
And he went on to say that he had still hoped that, after her marriage failed, he might have a chance with Dove. But when Diane was born, Stan knew that it was time to Jet go.
"That's when I knew I'd lost you for good," he said. "You and Todd had a child, and I figured that you must be very much in love with my brother and that the marriage was going to work after all. So I tried to put you out of my mind and I concentrated on my own future as an artist, instead."
"Well, you've certainly done well, Stan," Dove said faintly. "You must pull in some pretty big commissions." Her admiring gaze swept over the attractive room and the sculptures and paintings there.
"I've done okay," Stan said modestly. "I guess my name has come to mean something in certain artistic circles."
"I'm happy for you, Stan," Dove said, and she meant it. But deep inside herself, she was tortured by memories of that popular young girl who was too snobhish, too shallow and self-centered to pay attention to the quiet, gangly cousin who had worshiped her. And now, here she was, humbly offering to clean his house for him.
Stan rose, walked over to Dove and took her by her hand, pulling her to her feet.
"Come with me. I want to show you something," he murmured.
He led her up a flight of stairs, along a corridor lined with paintings and into what looked like a huge sitting room. They stopped before a wide brick fireplace, and there above the mantel hung a large painting of Dove.
The face of the girl in the portrait glowed with the beauty of youth, high spirits, and a love of living. Her flashing eyes, her long hair, her slender figure, had all been painted with great style and skill, and with obvious love.
"Well? What do you think?" Stan asked. His dark eyes flickered and Dove knew that he had been watching her take it all in.
"You made her so pretty!" Dove said with a harsh laugh. "But you didn't show that girl's vanity or shallowness and her insensitive way of ignoring anyone who didn't fit in with her crowd."
"Hey!" Stan said, as if personally offended. "If those traits were ever there, I was too much in love to see them."
"They were there all right," Dove said.
"If they were, they're gone now," Stan assured her. "You're more lovely now than you were all those years ago. The years have taught you a lot, haven't they, Dove?"
He raised his hand as though to touch her face. Then he let his hand drop.
"II'd better be going, Stan," Dove said, aware of the catch in her voice. "My daughter's with a neighbor." And she turned to leave.
"You said I was successful, Dove," Stan said softly. "Not at one thing, though. I've never been successful in forgetting you. That portrait is only a year old, Dove. I painted it last summer."
"Oh, Stan!" Dove cried, turning back to her cousin.
He smiled and held his arms wide open. With a little sob, Dove rushed into his embrace.
"I've been such a fool!" she cried, looking up at him with tears streaming down her face.
"Hush! That was then. This is now," Stan murmured as he kissed her, gently at first, and then with increasing passion as she eagerly responded.
The cousins thrust their tongues at one another, moaning with pleasure and desire. Dove loved the feel of Stan's strong arms holding her so close.
"I don't ever want to let you go," he said.
"I don't want you to," Dove said. There was a slight slur to her words and she realized that she was more aroused than she ever had been before.
"Will you stay with me tonight?" Stan asked, leading her toward his bedroom.
"Yes, I will. I can't think of anything I want more! Just let me call my neighbor," Dove said.
After her phone call, Dove and Stan undressed, each watching the other with lustfilled eyes. Dove gasped when they were both completely naked and she saw her cousin's prick for the first time. His cock was long and thick and swollen.
"Come and sit down beside me, Dove," Stan said, sitting on the side of his bed.
Dove gave a husky groan as she sat down next to the man.
"Do you realize how long I've wanted you?" Stan asked thickly as he pulled her over to him.
Dove could hardly speak. She could hardly believe that she felt so strongly attracted to the cousin she had so consistently rejected all those years ago. Her pussy was dripping hot between her legs.
Stan could smell the heat of his cousin's cunt. Several drops of pre-cum dripped from the end of his swollen cockhead. He leaned over and cupped one of her tits. Then he looked up at her, as if asking her a silent question.
Dove read the need in his eyes, and she knew that it matched her own.
"Yes, Stan," she said softly. "Suck it! Suck my tit!"
Stan opened his mouth wide and sucked on Dove's taut, rock-hard nipple.
"Ohhhh," Dove sighed, feeling her pussy creaming more. She felt a thrilling itch clutching at her clit. Even her asshole quivered as the sensation created by her cousin's mouth traveled to all areas of her turned-on body.
She reached down and grabbed Stan's big, throbbing cock, giving it a hard squeeze. She explored its length, moving the foreskin back and forth, and her palm quickly grew wet with pre-cum.
Stan groaned against her tit. He released that well-sucked tit and sucked the other one inside his mouth, lashing at the stiff nip with his tongue. After a few minutes, he could not stand the intense thrills shooting through his loins as his cousin's hand jerked his prick back and forth. With a low moan, he pushed her back onto the bed and knelt between her legs.
"Fuck me, Stan! Fuck me now!" Dove cried, reaching out and groping blindly for his cock.
Stan grinned. Those were the words he had been waiting for longer than he cared to remember. He aimed his prickhead at his cousin's slippery little fuckhole and pushed against it.
"Yes!" Dove cried lustfully.
She wound her legs around his back and he bent down to kiss her as he pushed his cock harder into her pussy.
"Damn! I can't believe that you've got such a tight pussy," he said, speaking around her mouth. "I mean after all these years, and having a kid and all!"
"Oh, Stan, I can't wait to feel your whole cock inside me!" Dove hissed between clenched teeth, thrilled that he liked her snug little pussy. "Just keep shoving until you're all the way inside me!"
Her cunt walls were yielding, and the man shoved hard, fucking the full length of his prick inside her.
"Oh, yes, you're inside me now! I can feel you! Oh, Stan, it feels soooo good!" Dove cried as she began to thrust her crotch up against his.
Stan drew almost all of his cock out of his cousin's cunt. Then he fucked back into her as she slammed her pussy up to meet him. The two cousins were fucking easily together now, making up for lost time.
Now, Stan began to fuck the woman harder and faster. He plunged his prick rapidly in and out of her cunt. She worked her strong pussy muscles tightly around his prick. A harsh cry rattled in his throat as his huge cock ravaged her cunt in long, hard fuck-strokes.
"Oh, Stan!" Dove cried out joyfully.
Her entire body reared upward to meet each fresh onslaught as the man's enormous cock riddled her with more erotic pleasure than she had ever experienced before. Her slamming hips met him stroke for stroke as her shapely legs wrapped about his middle even tighter than before. Her rocking cunt was eagerly meeting his swollen cock head on.
"So good, so good," Stan grunted, shaking his head as if he couldn't believe he was fucking her at long last.
Dove fused her body to his, her legs riding up and down on his rearing asscheeks. The swollen walls of her cunt snatched and squeezed around his lunging prick, making Stan groan with the sheer pleasure of it. He pounded her hard, sensing that she wanted to be fucked savagely and wildly, as if to make up for all the years they had lost.
"Ohhh, Stan, I love it!" Dove gasped, going wild with the searing ecstasy her cousin's cock was giving her pussy. "I'm commmiiinnngg!"
The bed beneath them shuddered and squeaked as Dove came hard, thrashing her body around violently beneath Stan's fucking cock. She dug her nails into his back, squeezing his body tightly with her clamping legs.
"God, I made you come!" Stan groaned. "I made you come with my cock!"
He said it as if making his cousin come were a dream come true for him. And, in fact, it was. The teenaged Stan of long ago had often jerked off while wondering what it would be like to actually be able to fuck Dove and make her come. And now he knew what it was like. Now, she was orgasming wildly beneath him--and it was even more thrilling for the man than he had ever anticipated.
"Keep fucking me while I come, Stan!" Dove cried wantonly.
She reached up to pull his face down to hers. She kissed him fully on the mouth, sighing with pleasure when she felt his tongue thrusting between her lips. She met his tongue with her own and the cousins kissed each other passionately again and again as Stan continued to fuck her and Dove continued to come.
Stan moved his mouth away from hers and sucked one of her tits into his mouth.
"Yieee! Bite it!" Dove cried.
Stan sucked on her stiff nipple and then nibbled it with his sharp teeth.
"It's good! So fuckin' good!" she gasped, still coming hard.
"Awwww, Dove!" Stan suddenly yelled, releasing her nipple so abruptly than it sprang back into place with a little jolt of pain.
Stan shot his load of hot jism into Dove's hot, convulsing cunt. And, as the woman felt her cousin's hot cum gushing against the walls of her cunt, her orgasm peaked.
"Yes, give me your cum, Stan! I want it all! I love the way it feels shooting inside meeee,"
Dove whimpered, helpless against the powerful feelings of incestuous lust.
By the time they finished coming and Stan rolled off of Dove, both of their bodies were bathed in sweat.
After resting for a few minutes, they began to talk, getting caught up with one another's life over the long years during which they had been apart.
"I always knew you were too good for Todd," Stan said, lightly stroking her cheeks.
"How can you say that? I was such a bitch in those days!" Dove protested.
"That wasn't the real you. You just needed a little maturing to bring out your softer, more real parts. The Dove I just made love with . . . that's the real you," Stan said.
They kissed then and a little while later, they talked of Todd again. They both agreed that, although they would always feel a kind of affection for him, he had evolved into a self-destructive personality and that if he had lived much longer, he would have destroyed those around him.
"We have to put the past behind us now, Dove," Stan said, pulling her close to him. "The future is ours. Let's concentrate on that."
CHAPTER EIGHT
During the following weeks, Stan and Dove spent as much time together as possible. Stan met Diane, who took to him at once and he responded eagerly, telling her and her mother that he had always wanted a daughter.
Dove was beginning to feel happier and more secure than ever before in her life. Even in her early years with Todd, she hadn't felt this good. And she knew that she was falling head over heels in love with her cousin. But she held a part of herself back from him.
Years ago, she had shunned Stan as the school nerd. She had been incapable of seeing the wonderful person hidden behind his adolescent gawkiness and painful shyness. She had had only impatience and contempt for the boy who adored her so openly. She had thought that he was unworthy of her. And now, she had to ask herself if she was worthy of him.
She cleaned his house for him every Wednesday and he gave her a check, carefully written for the agreed amount. They were very businesslike in playing their roles of employer and employee, although Dove caught a twinkle in Stan's eyes sometimes when he paid her.
But evenings and Sundays were different. Sometimes, Dove and Stan would spend time alone, fucking each other in every imaginable way and position, always feeling more turned on to each other than the time before.
And sometimes they included Diane in the time they spent together, although the young teenager had not been a part of their lovemaking . . . not yet. Dove and Diane continued to make love together when they were alone, but both Dove and Stan were a little shy about including the youngster in their suck-and-fuck sessions, unsure about how she would respond.
Stan loved to sketch both Diane and Dove, and they were willing models for him. One day, Stan asked if they would pose in the nude for him, and Diane eagerly agreed before Dove could even open her mouth. Dove and Stan exchanged glances then and Stan winked at her, as if to say that perhaps before long, Diane would become his lover, after all . . .
That day came sooner than anyone had expected. It was a Saturday, and Dove was busy cleaning house for one of her regular clients. Stan was home working on a sketch he had done of Diane earlier. He was interrupted by the sound of the doorbell. And when he opened the door, he was startled to see Diane standing there, wearing a raincoat.
"Diane!" he cried, glad but surprised to see her. "What's the raincoat for? It isn't raining!"
With a giggle, Diane quickly untied the sash binding the sides of the coat together. She opened the coat wide, giggling again at the shocked but excited expression on her cousin's face. She was completely naked beneath the coat.
"Diane, you little slut!" Stan said with a laugh. He grabbed her by one tit and pulled her into the house. "Come on, get in here before anyone sees you like that!"
"Well, you said you wanted me to pose in the nude for you," Diane said, still laughing.
They were in the living room now and she took the coat off entirely, nakedly moving up to her cousin. She stood in front of him and pressed her body against his.
"Do you really want to pose for me today, Di?" Stan asked huskily, feeling his cock growing hard inside his pants.
"No, forget that! I just want you to fuck me, Stan!" Diane cried, her own voice thick with lust.
"Are you really sure that's what you want? I mean, you're so young ..."
"I'm old enough to know what I want!" Diane protested defiantly. "I love you so much, Stan, I really do! I know I haven't known you all that long--but I know that I love you!"
"I love you too, darling," Stan murmured, reaching down to stroke her tits gently.
"Good!" Diane said, beaming up at him. "I always wanted to be able to be close to my father. But he never cared enough about me to fuck me! And he was always so drunk! And even though I know that you're not really my father . . . not yet, anyway," she said coyly, "you're like a father to me, more than my real father ever was. So I want to fuck with you! Besides, you're Mommy's cousin, which means that you're my cousin, too, and I love incest!"
"You mean you love making it with your mother, right?" Stan asked with a wink, still fondling the teenager's tits.
"Right! But I've never been fucked by a guy I'm related to and I need that! You've been fucking Mommy and now I want you to fuck me!" Diane cried.
"You don't have to beg me for it, baby," Stan said, tweaking the girl's nipples between his thumbs and forefingers. "I've been wanting to fuck you since the first day I met you! And the fact that you're Dove's daughter just makes you all the more desirable to me."
"Oh, goody!" Diane squealed, reaching down to stroke his hard-on through the crotch of his pants. "I was afraid that you might give me a hard time about it."
"Oh, I'll give you something hard, all right," Stan said.
Diane swayed against her cousin as his mouth met hers. His moist lips pressed down on hers in heated lust. They clung together, lashing at one another's tongue in an intoxicating kiss.
"You sexy little girl," Stan whispered hoarsely against the girl's trembling mouth.
Diane grinned and increased the pressure of her shapely body against his. She could feel the hardness of his prick against her leg and she reached down, squeezing his hard-on. Stan groaned with pleasure. He could feel his balls swelling and aching with need.
"I want you to fuck me, Stan . . . now!" the teenager cried. , Stan laughed at her whorish eagerness.
"Now, you're really sure, Diane?" he asked.
"Try me," she said with a seductive smile. She stepped back from him and began to fondle her cunt.
Every muscle in Stan's body seemed to freeze with sexual tension. His young cousin's outthrust tits seemed to beckon to him. And her obviously wet cunt seemed to be inviting his cock to penetrate it.
He could feel his cock twitching with desire and his cum-slit began to drool with pre-cum.
The teenager smiled seductively again. Her pink tongue flicked out and wet her lips. Without saying another word, she walked across the thick carpet and fell back gracefully against the sofa.
"Come on, Stan, don't be a drag," she cooed as she spread her legs. Reaching down, she pulled her pussylips open, exposing the red slit of her dripping cunt.
Stan's cock throbbed inside his pants as he took several steps toward his teenaged cousin. Now, he was standing before her, meeting her lust-glazed eyes. He trembled with lust.
"Take off your clothes, Stan! Hurry! I've shown you my pussy. Now I want to see your big cock!" Diane cried excitedly.
But before Stan could move, the young girl was reaching out and grasping the waistband of his trousers. She pulled them down and before they reached his knees, his hard, jutting prick sprang out at her.
"Ohhhh, it's gorgeous," she sighed.
With a growl, Stan ripped his shirt off and kicked his thongs to one side. Diane grabbed his big prick and pulled him to her until she had his cock close to her face. Her small hands cupped his prick tenderly as she pulled it closer and closer to her lips.
Now, Stan's big cock was right next to her mouth. She let the fat glistening prickhead caress her lips, lubricating them.
"I want to taste you, Stan," she crooned.
"Yes, Diane, do it!" Stan husked, staring down at her lustfully.
Diane stuck her tongue out and traced all around the ridge just below Stan's cockhead. Then she pointed her tongue and jammed its tip into his cum-slit. She moaned with pleasure as she tasted his pre-cum. Then, she licked down the full length of his cock and ran her tongue over his swollen balls.
"Ungh, that's great!" the man groaned.
Diane continued to lick Stan's prick. She moaned and groaned louder and louder. And, in her lustful state, she slipped right off the sofa. Then, she was pushing her cousin down onto it, kneeling on the rug in front of him.
The youngster was completely uninhibited. She was like a healthy young wild animal, giving free rein to the incestuous desires that pounded through her. In just the short time she had known Stan, he had become a father to her, the father she had never really had, the father whose cock she had always longed to suck and fuck. And now she was licking that fatherly cock at long last. She felt her little pussy throbbing with desire and growing wet with juice.
"Suck it, bitch, suck my cock!" Stan rasped, throwing himself back on the couch and surrendering himself completely to the lovely teenager kneeling before him.
With a little cry, Diane sucked his cockhead into her mouth.
"Ummmm," she moaned, swirling her tongue all around his cockhead. She loved the way it pulsed against her lips and she sucked harder. Then, she suddenly let the stiff cock slip out of her mouth.
"I want you to eat my pussy while I suck you, Stan," she said, her eyes wide and unseeing as she looked up at him.
"Your wish is my. command, honey," Stan said with a laugh as he reached down and pulled the girl to her feet. Then he slid off the sofa and picked her up in his strong arms.
"We'll do it in one of the spare rooms," he said. "We'll have more room on the bed."
"Yes, Stan, let's do it in bed!" the naked youngster cried, unable to keep the lust and excitement out of her voice.
In minutes, Stan was lowering her onto a large circular bed and dropping down beside her in an opposite position.
With a little moan, Diane cupped her cousin's cock between her palms, aiming it at her wet mouth. As she eagerly sucked the fat cockhead between her lips, she felt Stan's hot breath on her cunt. He was blowing his breath against her pussy hairs, blowing them to one side. Then his tongue was licking along the cleared path and flicking over the hard nub of her clit.
"Yuuhhh," she moaned around the thickness of his face-impaling prick.
Stan flared his nostrils, savoring the smell of the girl's turned-on pussy. He felt her hot juices making his tongue slick and slippery, and he groaned into her pussy.
Diane grasped the mounds of Stan's asscheeks. At the same time, he firmly gripped her by her ass. They pulled each other in closer, their bodies pressing lewdly together.
Stan's stabbing tongue shot into the girl's tight fuckhole and she moaned as she grabbed at it with her cunt muscles.
As her cousin continued to fuck her with his wet tongue, she sucked his cock as hard as she could. She swallowed the little pearly drops of pre-cum which oozed out onto her tongue, just as he swallowed the juices that flowed out thickly from her tongue-filled cunt hole.
She felt his tongue fucking deeper and deeper into her snug cunt, and she squirmed and wriggled on the bed, thrilled that at last she had a manly relative who loved her enough to give her this kind of incestuous pleasure.
As the teenager continued to suck her cousin's cock, she used her free hand to fondle his balls and tickle at his ass crack. Even the hairs growing there excited the aroused girl.
She came hard as Stan's tongue continued to fuck in and out of her cunt. Then she felt the throbbing cockhead in her mouth swelling in size and pulsating violently.
"Unghhh," she groaned, longing to feel his cum shooting into her mouth.
She did not have long to wait. Before she even had time to think about it, her mouth was filled to overflowing with Stan's hot, thick jism.
"Unghhh, commmiiinnngg!" the man bellowed as he pulled his mouth away from his teenaged cousin's cunt.
More and more cum shot from his piss-slit into Diane's sucking mouth. She closed her eyes and groaned loudly, coming again as she swallowed every single drop of his delicious cum.
"Wow! That was good!" she panted after slipping the cock out of her mouth. "But you shot so much cum ... do you think you'll have any left for my pussy?" The youngster rolled back onto her back and patted her sopping wet cunt bush with one hand.
"What do you think?" Stan asked with pride, gesturing toward his still-hard prick.
"Wow, yeah! Fuck me now, Stan! I wanna pretend that you're my loving daddy who cares enough about me to love me with your fat cock!"
"If I can get your mom to marry me, I will be your daddy, honey," Stan murmured, reaching out and fondling the youngster's dripping pussy.
"Oooooh, that would be yummy!"
Stan covered her body with his and gave her a long tongue-kiss. Diane moaned as she tasted her pussy on his tongue. When their kiss ended, she spread her quaking thighs and gazed hungrily at her cousin's huge cock.
Again and again, Stan massaged his young cousin's cunt. His fingers kneaded the gooey wetness of her slippery cunt folds. Even though he had sucked her dry, her little pussy was gushing again. He groaned as his mouth claimed one of her swollen nipples and his fingers continued to play with her pussy.
"Ohhhh, don't tease me, Stan, Daddy Stan! Do it now! Fuck the hell out of meeee!" the teenager wailed hornily.
Her tits jiggled with her harsh breathing as she spread her thighs wider. Her cunt leaped upward to meet Stan's lunging cock. Her head lifted as she craned to see his gorgeous prick rammed into her juicy cunt.
"Yessss, that's it," she hissed between clenched teeth.
She jerked upward brutally, eagerly claiming the long, hard prick inside her pussy. She felt weak with incestuous desire. Her greedy little cunt pushed Stan's foreskin back and the huge swollen cock-knob penetrated the tight entrance, then fucked deeper and deeper inside her, filling her completely with hard manly cockmeat.
"Ohhhhh, God, Stan, you're fucking me sooo good!" she cried.
She felt her cuntlips drawing back more and more as the thick cock invaded her. And she felt her hard clit twitching as her pussy clamped tightly around the delicious-feeling prick.
"Jeesus, baby, you really are turned on, aren't you?" Stan said huskily, thrilled that the lovely young girl loved and desired him so much.
Stan's hands slid under Diane's asscheeks, pulling her higher and closer. His huge prick struck rock bottom, impaling her solidly now.
"Oh, my God!" the teenager gasped, feeling the man's prick-knob banging up against the very back wall of her little pussy.
She came in one mind-blowing orgasm after another while her cousin continued to fuck her hard and fast and deep.
"Yeah, baby, come hard! I can feel your little pussy snapping off cum after cum! You're driving my cock crazy!' Stan growled as he continued to fuck his long, thick prick all the way to the depths of her climaxing pussy.
He was thrilled by her savage humping movements as she came, and by the sensual fluttering of her hot buttery cunt. He was having trouble holding back, and he tried to slow his fuck-strokes down. But that wasn't possible, since Diane forced him to meet her every brutal stroke. And he was fucking fiercely into her again.
"Ohhhhh, I can't stop coming," the youngster whimpered pitifully.
She was groaning loudly and her body was leaping up even more to meet the man's downward fuck-strokes. She was fucking like a wild thing, like a nymphomaniac, and she knew that she would love Stan for all time for giving her the most thrilling fuck of her life.
Her juicy little cunt massaged the very root of Stan's fat prick as he strained to hold back. She was so hot and tight that her pussy squeezed him like a vise.
"Jeesus," he grunted, throwing his head back and clenching his teeth.
He threw his entire body into motion, giving her the fuck of her young life. His large, thrusting prick rocked her cuntmeat even harder. His chest hairs rubbed her nipples sore, but it was a sweet kind of torture. His mouth clamped down on hers, his tongue lashing out, their tongues meeting in sweet lust.
Stan knew that he had to come. He could not hold back any longer. With a cry, he came. His hard shuddering cock shot hot spurts of jism against the walls of Diane's cunt, filling her pussy to the brim.
"Yessss, Daddy Stan! Come!" Diane cried.
She hung onto him, riding it out. His prickmeat was buried to the hilt inside her cunt, and she came with him. Her entire body jerked with his, and their moans intermingled as sexual sweat bathed their tingling flesh.
Finally, they collapsed into each other's arms, murmuring little love words to one another and kissing now and then as they struggled to catch their breath.
"Oh, I wish you really were my daddy! I love incest! It's the best kind of fucking there is!" Diane cried tearfully.
"Don't worry, baby, I'll be your daddy someday. I love you and your mother so much. I want us to be a real family," Stan said softly.
CHAPTER NINE
The following day, Dove and Stan sat alone in his living room, sipping white wine. Diane was out playing tennis with friends. And Stan had just told Dove about the thrilling fuck-session he and Dove's daughter had shared.
"I'm so glad that you two are getting along so well," Dove said with a smile, taking another sip of her wine.
"That's putting it mildly," Stan said with a grin, remembering how it had felt to have the teenager's tight cunt clamping hard around his prick. "We really do love each other, Dove, just as you and I love each other. You do love me, don't you, Dove?"
"Oh, Stan, you know I do!" Dove cried, moving closer to him on the couch and squeezing his knee with one hand.
"Will you marry me?" Stan asked huskily.
"Stan, don't ask me that just yet. I do love you and I do want the three of us to be a family. I've never wanted anything more in my life! But I honestly don't feel I'm good enough for you. The way I always treated you in school!"
"Shit, Dove!" Stan said, pushing her hand off of his knee. "Can't you put the past behind you once and for all?"
"Hush, darling," Dove said, and she reached out and put a finger to his lips. "Let's not talk about that now."
Stan sucked her finger into his mouth and Dove could see the growing hunger in his eyes. He put his arms around her and drew her tightly against him. His arms grew tighter until she was literally having trouble catching her breath.
"I know what you want now, Dove," he said huskily. "I know what you want and I'm gonna give it to you!"
Dove moaned. She felt herself being bent over backwards until she was falling back onto the sofa. Then, Stan was on top of her. His lips crushed hers and he rammed his tongue into her mouth.
She sucked on his thick tongue. He continued to ram it in and out of her mouth and she sucked it again and again, feeling her little pussy growing wet. She loved the feel of his hard body up against hers, and she longed to feel his big cock inside her cunt.
Stan slid one hand up between their bodies. He gripped one of her tits and continued to kiss her. His tongue rubbed against hers and she moaned with excitement into his open mouth.
He ripped her blouse open. The buttons popped loose and his hands moved across her warm belly and up to her bra-covered tits again. His fingers covered and squeezed one of her tits.
"Ohhhh, Stan," Dove moaned lustfully.
Stan's hand slid underneath her until he found the hooks on her bra. She trembled against him as he got the clamps unhooked, and then he rested on one elbow. He had a lewd grin on his face as he jerked the bra from her tits.
"God, they look delicious!" he gasped.
And he bent down to one of Dove's tits. She gasped with joy as his wet mouth encircled her nipple. He sucked on it gently, knowing how much he was arousing his cousin. He felt her nipple growing large and pointy between his lips. He drew his head back and his tongue licked across her aching tit tip.
"You love that, don't you, baby?" he husked.
Dove nodded and pulled him closer to her. She arched her back and pushed more of her creamy-fleshed tit into his mouth. He sucked a little harder on her nipple, and his teeth scraped against her sensitive flesh. He pulled his head back again. His mouth made a wet popping sound as he released her nip.
"I'm gonna make you feel so good, baby, better than you've ever felt before," he said.
His lips went from one tit to the other. It seemed as if Dove's entire body were shaking from what his mouth was doing to her. Now, his hand crept up to her knees. His hot hand moved on up under her skirt, to her thighs. His fingers stroked her inner thighs. He was moving closer to her pussy with each stroke.
"Oh, yes, Stan," she moaned. "That feels so damn good!"
Now, her cousin's hand moved all the way up to touch her cunt. He stroked up and down her covered cuntlips. Her panties were beginning to feel wet. She tried to close her thighs together to vent some of the incestuous desire raging through her, but that didn't help. Stan would not move his hand and his hungry mouth seemed to suck harder at her tit flesh.
"You're making me crazy," Dove moaned.
"Yeah, I know what I'm doing to you, baby," Stan said with a grin. "I'm making you feel like one gigantic pussy--and that's the way you like it!"
Now, he was jerking at her skirt. She lifted up and let him drag it up to her waist. He stroked her pussy again. This time, his fingers edged around her panties and he touched her naked cunt.
"Ohhhh, God, Stan, you're making me feel sooo hot!" Dove gasped.
Stan took his hand away again, but not for long. Now, he was pulling her panties down her legs. She helped him by lifting her ass up so he could get her panties down more easily.
"Such a beautiful little pussy," Stan moaned, as if seeing his cousin's naked cunt for the first time. "It's all swollen and hairy and juicy. It looks like it needs my cock!"
"It does!" Dove choked out.
But it wasn't his cock Stan put between his cousin's legs. Instead, he lowered his head to her trembling belly and kissed her belly button. Then, his mouth moved down to her pink cunt. His tongue brushed against her pussy mound and then slid on inside.
"Oh, yes, I love that! Shit, yeah, Stan, I fucking love that! You don't know how much!" Dove cried wantonly.
Stan sucked her clit into his mouth and chewed on it. She bucked her little ass up from the sofa immediately. His tongue shoved deeper into her wet pussy. He fucked his tongue into her like a cock. Her pussy was boiling hot and she was almost ready to come. Stan sensed that, and he pulled away from her.
"Undress me now, Dove," he said, panting hard.
He rolled over onto the floor and lay on his back there on the thick carpet. With a little groan, Dove threw herself down next to him. Her entire body was aching with desire now. She started to quickly undo his shirt. Her lingers were trembling, but she finally managed to get his shirt off. She ran her fingertips through the hairs on his chest and her mouth went dry.
"Hurry up, Dove," Stan said thickly. "My cock's so hard that it hurts! Take my trousers off!"
Her fingers quickly moved down and she unzipped his fly. Then she hurriedly pulled his trousers down around his knees. Her fingers touched the hard cock-bulge in his shorts. She shivered as she pulled his shorts out of the way. She wrapped her fingers around his swollen prick and jacked it up and down. Some of his sticky pre-cum ran onto her fingers.
"That's the way, baby," he said hoarsely. "You sure know what to do with that hand!"
Dove grinned as she moved her fingers down to her cousin's balls. His cock felt huge in her hand. She tightened her grip and moved her hand up and down a little faster.
"I've gotta take it all off, Dove," he said suddenly.
He stripped off his trousers, and he was completely naked. Dove looked at his muscular body and his long, thick cock. She licked her full lips.
"Your cock is so big and hard, Stan."
"Yeah, I know, and it's gonna make you happy," Stan responded with a husky chuckle.
"Are you going to fuck me now, Stan?"
"Roll over on your stomach," he ordered her.
With a little broken cry, Dove quickly turned over into her tummy. Stan put his hands on her hips and lifted her up. He pressed his cock against her wet pussy from behind.
"Ohhhh, Stan, you're gonna fuck me like a dog!" Dove squealed with excitement and anticipation.
"Yeah, baby, now up on your hands and knees," Stan said.
Dove eagerly moved up on her hands and knees. Stan shifted closer to her from behind, and his swollen prick pressed hotly against her cuntlips. His throbbing cockhead sent shivers of incestuous delight all through her body. She turned and looked over one shoulder and she saw him grinning as he kneeled behind her.
"Ohhhh, yesss, Stan, shove that fat cock into me! I'm so hot, I can't stand it! You know how much I always love your huge prick inside my pussy! Hurry Stan, fuck it into meeee!"
"You're such a bitch," Stan laughed affectionately. "You're a real bitch in heat!"
"Yes, Stan, you're right!" Dove cried, wriggling her ass impatiently. "That's just how I feel, like a bitch in heat, and that's how you should fuck me! Fuck me like a dog, Stan, hurry!"
Stan pushed forward and worked half of his prick into her pussy.
"Yessss!" she groaned with pleasure, moving her ass back against him.
"In me!" she gasped. "Put your whole big cock in me!"
With a low animalistic growl, Stan fucked his prick all the way into his cousin's cunt. She trembled as she felt his fat prick-knob sinking into the very depths of her pussy. She gasped for breath as he pulled out of her cunt and then slammed back into her again. His heavily loaded balls rested against her cuntlips with each incestuous fuck-stroke.
"I love it like this, Dove," Stan groaned. "I love feeling your hot ass against me!"
"Me too, Stan! Ohhhh, me too!"
Stan reached around and grabbed the woman's tits. He pounded his prick into her tight pussy a little harder while he pinched her nipples between his thumbs and forefingers.
"Ooooh, God!" Dove cried in pain and pleasure, loving every single sensation her cousin's hands and cock gave her unyielding body.
His balls made loud slapping sounds each time he fucked into her, and Dove eagerly shoved her ass back to meet him on each stroke. He was fucking her so hard and deep now that his cockhead was banging up against the far back wall of her pussy with each plunge.
Dove gasped with excitement each time she felt his fat prick-knob sinking into her. Her pussy juices were running down the backs of her thighs and she was grinding her ass lewdly against him.
Suddenly, Stan pulled his prick out of her pussy. Dove gasped with surprise and disappointment. Her cousin pushed her over onto her back and she welcomed him with open arms as he dropped down on top of her. His hard chest mashed her tits as he moved his prick back up between her legs.
"You surprised me," she gasped, trembling.
"You always surprise me, baby. No matter how many times we fuck, it's always as exciting as the first time! Now I'm gonna shove my cock back into your pussy!"
"Yes, do it!" Dove cried whorishly. "Shove that gorgeous prick of yours back into me!"
Stan fucked his fat cock back into his cousin's wet, clasping pussy, jamming it in deeply and making her groan.
"Now, I'm gonna fuck your little ass off!"
Stan growled.
"Yes! Fuck my ass off!" Dove cried, hardly aware of her own words, she was so consumed with fuck-lust.
Stan slid his hands underneath her and grabbed her shuddering ass. He lifted her up high as he fucked his huge cock in and out of her wet pussy. His balls churned with the heavy load of cum that was destined for his cousin's pussy. Dove trembled, feeling the man's pre-cum leaking out of the end of his bloated prick.
"Give it to me harder!" she gasped. "I love your fucking cock, Stan! I love it!"
Stan grinned down at her as he fucked her frantically, as if trying to pound her ass down into the floor. She lifted her ass up from the carpet and humped her juicy pussy against him. She could feel more and more juice seeping from the walls of her cunt.
"Awwwww, shit, Stan, ohhh, shit," she groaned. "Your big cock's making me feel sooo good!"
Her ass came up high off the floor as the sweet spasms of orgasm rocked her again and again. Her cunt juices poured down the insides of her naked thighs. She continued to move her ass as "she came. She tightened her cunt walls against her cousin's prick, hoping to bring him off so they could come together. He started to pound her harder, fucking his entire prick into her pussy with each savage cock-stroke. As he fucked her harder than ever, one of his hands pulled brutally at her asscheeks.
"I'm gonna flood your pussy, baby," he groaned. "I'm gonna shoot my wad . . . gonna shoot my fucking wad right up your pussy . . . you sexy bitch! Awwwww, shiiiit, commmiiin nggg!''
His cum shot into her orgasming pussy as he rammed her one last time with the full length of his cock. Stan kept his hands on her ass, lifting her high as the torrents of hot cum exploded into her cunt. He moved his cock inside her for a few more minutes until it began to go soft. Then, he pulled out of her, leaving a lewd trail of cum along her thigh.
The two cousins rested in each other's arms, still breathing hard and fast. They stroked one another now and then, looking into each other's eyes. Then they both burst into laughter, delighted by the sweet heady incestuous pleasure they had just experienced.
"Stan, we've never really talked about it, but I've been wondering," Dove said softly, trailing one hand through her cousin's chest hairs, "where were you all those years? I mean, I know that I didn't have contact with your family, but I never ran into you and I never heard about you from anyone. After all, this town isn't all that big . . . "
"I was traveling a good deal of the time, honey," Stan responded, kissing her lightly on her sweat-dampened forehead. "Right after college, I was offered a teaching position there for one year. I saved every cent of the money I earned from that job. And then I took off all over the world, wanting to study art from some of the greatest masters, and I just couldn't do that here in town. I came back here only rarely. But every time I did, I made it a point to ask questions and find out how you were doing."
"That's so sweet," Dove murmured, kissing his chest. "But this beautiful house, Stan. When ..."
"A little over a year ago, I began to feel restless, like maybe it was time to settle down. So I bought this house, furnished it, and arranged to have someone housesit for me whenever I wasn't in town."
"And now you're home to stay?" Dove asked, as if his answer were very important to her.
"Yeah, I'm home to stay . . . but after I get you to marry me, I'd like to take you and Diane to some of the beautiful places I've been," Stan said eagerly.
They fell silent once more, each lost in his or her own thoughts. Then Dove spoke again, asking a question which had been on her mind almost since the day she had met Stan again after all those years.
"Stan, didn't you think of trying to, well, get something going with me after Todd's death?"
"Oh, yeah, I thought about it, all right!" Stan said with a short chuckle. "But it seemed so tacky . . . moving in on you right after your husband died. And, besides, by then, I had pretty well resigned myself to the fact that if you and I were to ever become a couple, it would be up to Lady Fate to bring us together."
"And she did!" Dove said, reaching out and hugging her cousin to her. "Fate made me read your ad and decide to answer it!"
"That's right, baby," Stan said huskily, kissing her gently on her parted lips. "I think that you and I were always meant to be together, but it just wasn't our time . . . until now."
"I feel that way, too, Stan! Now I want you to fuck me again!" Dove cried sluttishly.
Stan's prick was rock-hard again and now he moved into position over his cousin, fucking it deeply into her cunt. She gave a little sob of joy and clutched him to her.
CHAPTER TEN
During the following couple of weeks, Stan and Dove fucked every chance they got, growing closer and loving each other more each day. And Stan and Diane made it together several more times, too.
One day, right after Diane had licked her mother's pussy to orgasm, the teenager lay in the older woman's arms and spoke softly.
"Mom, have you ever thought about the three of us--you, Stan, and me--getting it on?" Diane asked, her little pussy growing hot with renewed desire at the exciting thought.
"Oh, darling, yes! Stan and I have talked about that so many times. We would both love to have a threesome with you. But we just weren't sure that you were ready for that, and we certainly didn't want to pressure you . . . "
"I'm ready, Mommy!" Diane broke in excitedly. "I'm ready now!"
That night, Dove told Stan about the conversation she had had with her daughter. Stan had felt his cock go hard at once at the thought of fucking with both Dove and Diane at the same time.
And the very next day, the three cousins gathered in Stan's bedroom.
"I can't believe this is happening," Diane said excitedly, throwing herself into a white wicker chair opposite the big bed. The teenager was wearing a pair of tight, white shorts and a halter top. It was a sexy outfit, and its effect was not lost on Stan, who already had a raging hard-on.
"It's happening, all right," Stan said from the wet bar across the spacious room. He walked toward Diane and handed the young girl a full glass.
Then, he turned toward the bed and handed Dove another glass. She was perched on the edge of the bed, trembling in anticipation of the three-way fuck she was about to have with her cousin and little girl.
"You both look so sexy today," Stan murmured, sitting down next to Dove with his own drink.
Dove was wearing shorts, too . . .a pair of tight blue ones which matched the color of her eyes. She wore a skimpy bikini top which did little to conceal the high rise of her tits. Both she and Diane were barefoot.
"You know, Dove, I've been thinking," Stan said, putting one arm around her shoulders and pulling her closer. "I saw my parents yesterday. We talked about you and Diane. They know the whole story about the rough time Todd gave you, and they don't hold anything against you. They understand how things have been for you and they don't blame you for one thing."
"Oh, I'm so glad about that, Stan," Dove murmured, snuggling up against her cousin.
"And I think my parents have suffered enough, Dove. It's really been hard on them not being able to see their own granddaughter, and they've missed you all these years, too. I'd like to see you reconcile with them before much longer."
"You're right, Stan," Dove said after a few minutes. "I have to admit that I've missed them terribly, too, and I've felt so guilty for keeping them at a distance."
"Oh, Mommy!" Diane squealed, carefully following the conversation between her cousin and mother. "I've always wanted to get to know my grandparents! Am I going to get to see them?"
"Yes, darling," Dove said with a tender smile at her daughter.
"That's great, Dove," Stan said, hugging his cousin to him. "And Denise and her family are flying in for a visit next week. Maybe that would be the perfect time for a family reunion."
"Oh, it would! I'd love to see Denise again!" Dove said, thrilled at the thought of being a part of that big loving family again.
"Wow! I'm feeling tipsy! What was in that drink you gave me, Stan?" Diane asked, setting her empty glass down on the table in front of her.
"Ah, secret ingredients," Stan said with a laugh. He finished his own drink and, with a laugh, Dove downed hers, saying she had to keep up with them.
"Wow! Diane's right! That was a strong one! And it's making me feel all hot and excited," Dove said with a moan, falling back onto the bed.
"Me, too!" Diane groaned, beginning to rub her aching little pussy through the crotch of her shorts.
"Well, that was the idea!" Stan said, looking from mother to daughter with lust-widened eyes as he felt his cock growing harder and thicker with each passing second.
Suddenly, Diane stood up and walked over to the bed. She stood between her cousin's outstretched legs and stared down at the big cock-bulge forming in his crotch.
Stan stood up and grasped the girl's arms, holding them behind her while he kissed her. His mouth was hot and hard on hers. Diane moaned and her body went limp. A quick, incestuous pleasure ran through her. She opened her mouth for the thrusting of her cousin's tongue.
"She loves that, Stan," Dove murmured, sliding one hand down beneath her shorts and fondling her own pussy while she watched them. "She's like her mother. She's got a hot little cunt!"
Stan released the teenager's hands. His hands moved down to her shapely asscheeks. He squeezed them and pulled her hard against him. Diane groaned, feeling every inch of his lean body. It made her shiver all over. And she began sucking on his tongue as they continued to kiss.
The touch of her cousin's lips and tongue on hers took the girl's breath away. He jabbed his tongue deep into her mouth and she could taste the liquor in his spit.
Stan moaned as his hands moved up to caress Diane's tits. She sighed as her nipples started to throb with a deep pleasure. They were already pushing out and straining stiffly against her halter top.
Dove was thrilled by the lewd sight of her cousin fondling and kissing her daughter. She rammed one finger into her own pussy, fucking it in and out while she strummed her bursting clit with her thumb, turning herself on more and more. She was not feeling at all left out. She loved watching the incestuous lovers almost as much as if she were a part of the action. And she knew that she could join in anytime. And she knew that she would do just that eventually. But for now, it was enough to watch them while she finger-fucked her horny cunt.
Stan's fingers squeezed Diane's nipples and she sagged weakly against him, their tongues still intertwining.
"Take her top off, Stan!" Dove cried suddenly, licking her lips. "I want to see her tits! And I know you do, too!"
Stan took his lips away from Diane's and grinned down at her with a question in his eyes.
"Yes, listen to Mommy!" the teenager squealed excitedly. "Take my top off!"
Stan slipped one hand underneath her halter top and stroked her naked tits. She moved slightly away from him so he could pull the top away from her budding tits.
"She's got gorgeous tits," Dove sighed, eyeing her daughter's stiff nipples as she continued to fuck her own pussy with her juice-slickened fingers.
Diane grinned as her cousin moved his hands to her tits. He rubbed her nipples gently and they seemed to grow harder with each lewd caress. Lust overwhelmed the teenager until she couldn't stand it any longer. She groaned and reached for Stan's head, pulling his face down to her tits.
"Suck me, Daddy Stan," the girl whispered huskily. "Suck my tits!"
"You heard her, Stan!" Dove husked, fucking herself harder and faster with her reaming finger, and rubbing her clit all the while. "Suck my little girl's tits!"
Stan's wet lips touched one nipple, sending ripples of pleasure through Diane. She tightened her hands on the back of his head. His fiery tongue slithered across her nip. He started moving his hungry mouth from one nip to the other. She gripped his hair and pulled his head closer. He was sucking more and more of her creamy tit flesh into his hungry mouth.
"Ohhhh, it feels soooo good, Daddy Stan!" Diane gasped.
Dove took her hand out of her pussy long enough to undress. Then she lay there nakedly on the bed, fucking two fingers into her tight fuckhole while she kept her eyes on her daughter's naked tits.
Diane gave a little squeal when Stan pushed her down onto the bed next to her mother. Then, the man moved his hungry mouth back down to her tits as she wound her arms around his neck.
"I love having you suck on my tits!" the teenager groaned.
Stan's hand reached up between her legs. He began to stroke her pussy through her thin shorts. She closed her legs together around his cunt. He rubbed her little pussy for a few more minutes while sucking on her nipples. And then his hand went to her zipper. He jerked it down and slipped his hand inside her shorts. He began to stroke her bare pussy.
"Ohhhh, yesss, I love that!" Diane moaned. "Stick it in me! Stick your fingers in me!"
He jabbed one finger into the girl's cunt. She bucked her ass up and drove her pussy against him. His finger moved around inside her tight cunt, sloshing through her wet juices.
"Look at the little slut go!" Dove cried excitedly. "Look at her shaking her ass!"
Dove continued to fuck her fingers in and out of her own cunt, clamping her tight pussy muscles around them and groaning with pleasure, thrilled by the sight of her cousin and daughter making love together.
Stan worked another finger into Diane's cunt. He was fingerfucking her with deep, hard thrusts now. And the teenager shuddered each time his fingers brushed against her stiff clit.
"You're making me so hot, Daddy Stan, sooo fuckin' hot!" she groaned.
Stan turned slightly to one side as he kept" fingerfucking the young girl. And Dove saw the hard bulge of his cock straining to get out of his pants. With a little broken cry, Dove reached out and unzipped his trousers, slipping his cock out.
"Yeah, baby," Stan rasped, taking his mouth away from Diane's tits. "Rub my cock!"
Diane heard his words and she trembled. She glanced down and saw her mother wrapping her fingers around Stan's jutting prickshaft, beginning to jerk him off. His cock was fat and swollen and its head was purplish.
Dove bent down and started licking her cousin's prick-tip. Diane groaned, excited by the sight of her mother licking Stan's prick.
"Help me get her shorts off," Stan said.
Diane lifted her little ass up from the bed and squealed with excitement as her mother and cousin peeled her shorts off of her.
"Now, let's get your clothes off," Dove said with a laugh.
She and her daughter eagerly undressed Stan, with his full cooperation. When all three of the incestuous lovers were stark naked, they fell back onto the bed and Stan fondled Diane's pussylips, feeling her cunt juices oozing out onto his hand.
Then, Stan lowered his head between the teenager's widely spread legs. She looked down and watched his mouth parting her thick cunt hairs. He forced his tongue between her bloated cuntlips and began to lick at her inner cunt flesh.
"Ohhhhh, yesss, Daddy Stan! Lick my pussy!" she cried.
While Stan fucked his tongue faster and deeper into Diane's sopping pussy, Dove began to stroke and squeeze her daughter's tits. The young girl's body bucked up wildly against her mother's hands and her cousin's tongue. Her cunt juices ran out onto Stan's tongue and dribbled down her thighs.
"Fuck me, Daddy Stan! Fuck me now!" Diane cried a few minutes later.
"Yes, fuck my little girl, Stan! Fuck her hard while I watch!" Dove yelled eagerly.
With a groan, Stan knelt between Diane's legs and he rammed her hard with his fat prick. His big cock stabbed all the way between her pussylips and into the depths of her cuntmeat. She gasped as she felt his throbbing cock filling her completely. His balls rested against her crotch snugly and she groaned.
"Yessss, fuck me, Daddy Stan!" she whispered hoarsely. "This is what my pussy needs . . . your hot cock!"
"Ohhhhh, you look so beautiful, darling, with your cousin's cock sticking inside your pussy like that," Dove sighed as she began to stroke her daughter's tits again. She lowered her head and kissed the young girl fully on the mouth.
"Ummmmm," Diane moaned into her mother's mouth as she felt Stan's cock fucking her hard and deep.
She could feel his hard cockmeat scraping over her clit and she clutched at her mother's tongue with her lips, sucking on it hard. The older woman's saliva dripped into the back of her throat and Diane swallowed it down. It thrilled her to know that her mother was get ting off on watching Stan fucking her, Spasms of deep pleasure built up inside her.
She began to come, crying out with excitement into her mother's mouth. She moved her ass up frenziedly from the bed, shoving her crotch up hard against Stan's as he continued to fuck her mercilessly. Then she felt his cum spilling into her pussy, and her orgasm peaked.
"You sexy bitch!" Stan growled. "Your little pussy is so fuckin' sweet! Like mother, like daughter!"
He rammed his prick-knob into the farthest reaches of the girl's pussy and his prick spurted thick gobs of cum into her. She closed her cuntlips together as she worked at draining his cock dry. And she kept moving her ass, still, tongue-kissing her mother.
"You're something else," Stan growled as he pulled his still-hard cock out of Diane's cum-drenched cunt.
"Ohhhh, I loved watching that," Dove moaned as she finally took her mouth off of her daughter's. Her own pussy was burning up with lust, and she shivered as she looked down at Diane's cunt, which was running with juice and cum.
"Hey, my cock's still hard! Who wants it now?" Stan asked lewdly. He gripped the base of his hard cock with one hand and waved it about, looking from Diane to Dove with an eager expression in his eyes.
"Fuck Mom's mouth now, Stan! Fuck her face!" Diane squealed, sitting up and pushing her mother down on the bed so that Dove's mouth was poised only inches from Stan's hard prick.
Stan was kneeling on the bed now and Dove eagerly moved her face between his legs. Stan pushed his hips forward, forcing his cock into the woman's opened mouth. She felt his swollen cockhead moving over her tongue. She closed her teeth around his thick prickhead.
"Aw, shit," Stan groaned. "That feels great! Your mouth feels so hot and wet around my cock!"
"It looks great, too!" Diane cried out as she moved closer to the couple and slipped her hands beneath her mother's chest.
"Ummmm," Dove groaned around Stan's prick as she felt her little girl's hands on her tits. Diane caught the older woman's nipples between her fingers and squeezed them hard.
Stan put his hands behind Dove's head. He started fucking his prick in and out of her drooling mouth. There was pre-cum leaking out onto her tongue. She struggled to catch her breath each time he stabbed into her mouth.
"I'm fucking you, baby"" Stan said huskily. "I'm fucking your face!"
Her cousin's words thrilled her and Dove began to suck him still harder, swirling her tongue all around the thick cockmeat. Now, Stan was fucking his prick into her mouth as hard as he possibly could. His pre-cum dripped out and she swallowed it, savoring its tangy flavor and thick texture.
Dove's mouth was so full of prickmeat that she could not cry out her pleasure. She felt her daughter's fingers pinching her nips harder, and her pussy grew wet and hot with incestuous excitement.
Diane suddenly scooted beneath her mother and sucked one of the woman's fat nipples into her mouth.
Stan grabbed both sides of Dove's head as he crammed the full length of his cock into her mouth and down her throat.
"Argh," Dove choked as she felt his hard cockmeat sliding down her narrow throat. She worked her strong throat muscles against his cock, giving it the tightest hug of his life.
"God! I'm gonna come soon! The way you're sucking me off . . . your throat's chewing my prick right off. . . unnghhh!" Stan panted, breathing hard and fast. He glanced down and saw Diane chewing and sucking on her mother's nipple, and he shuddered with fuck-lust.
Diane slipped her mother's nipple out of her saliva-dripping mouth and quickly sucked the other nipple between her lips. She licked at the swollen nipple with the flat part of her tongue, soaking it thoroughly with her warm saliva. Then, she sucked on the nipple, feeling it swelling more between her lips. And, finally, she sank her sharp teeth into the hypersensitive bud.
"Yuuhhh," Dove groaned around Stan's throat-fucking prick as she began to come.
She could not control the sweet intensity of her coming. Hard spasms racked her pussy and she sucked Stan's prick all the harder as she came and came and came. She tried not to pass out from the sheer overwhelming pleasure.
Diane felt her mother's body shaking uncontrollably, and she knew that the older woman was coming hard. With a little cry, she tore her mouth away from Dove's tits and moved behind her.
"Spread your legs farther apart, Mommy, so I can suck your pussy while you come!" Diane cried excitedly.
"You heard your daughter, bitch! Spread those legs!" Stan gasped, about to come, himself.
Dove eagerly spread her legs wide apart, opening her thighs and her pussy up to her daughter's mouth. Diane fucked her tongue into the woman's orgasming pussy, thrilled by the wash of cunt juices that played over her tongue.
While Dove came hard, her daughter continued to tongue-fuck her spasming pussy. Her cunt walls tightly embraced Diane's rutting tongue, and the teenager began to come with her mother.
Diane's cunt twitched uncontrollably as she came and she cried out with excitement, her groan of pleasure vibrating her mother's pussy.
"Take it all, bitch!" Stan growled as he came inside Dove's mouth. "Take every drop!"
He fucked deeply into her throat and his hot cum poured down into her belly. He jerked his prick from her mouth at the last moment and the rest of his jism sprayed over her tits and belly. He seemed to come forever, his sticky jizz running down her tits and belly in lewd rivulets.
"Ohhhh, cum!" Diane squealed as she smelled the pungent aroma of Stan's cum.
She pulled away from her mother's pussy and moved back in front of her, forcing her head between Stan and Dove. She stuck her tongue out and eagerly lapped up Stan's jizz from her mother's belly.
Dove fell back onto the bed and she moaned as she felt her daughter's tongue washing over her tits, licking up every stray drop of Stan's cum from her tit mounds.
Stan moved forward and brought his wet cockhead back to Dove's lips. She sucked it back in willingly and cleaned off the cum-soaked cock with her lips and tongue.
"What a pair you two are!" Stan said, shaking his head wonderingly as he looked from Dove to Diane and back at Dove again. "I want you as my wife, Dove, and I want Diane to be my own little girl. Won't you marry me, Dove?"
"Oh, say yes, Mommy! Please! I want Stan to be my daddy! Then the three of us can fuck and suck all the time!" the teenager squealed.
"I guess I'm outnumbered," Dove said weakly.
"Then will you? You'll marry me, darling?" Stan asked, cupping her chin in his hand and looking deeply into her eyes.
"Oh, Stan, I still think you're a much better person that I am and that I don't really deserve you . . . but Diane and I both love you so much . . . yes, I'll marry you!" Dove said.
"Oh, Dove, I just know we'll be so happy," Stan said, gathering the mother and daughter into his warm embrace.
"I know we will, too, Daddy Stan! Now fuck me again," Diane asked, feeling her pussy burning with lust.
Dove and Stan laughed delightedly, hugging the young girl.
"Like I said . . . like mother, like daughter," Stan said as the three lovers got into position again.
