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 Visiting Aunt Sarah - Part Two - Cousin Trina

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   Visiting Aunt Sarah - Part Two - Cousin Trina

   By Jordan Bradders

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   This is part two of a multi-part story.  It will make little sense if
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   I'd only met Jake four days before, but we were already fast friends. 
He was fifteen, a year older than me, and lived in town with his mother and
three sisters.  His father, a fisherman, had been lost at sea when he was
young and his mom had never remarried.

   I was an only child, visiting my father's younger sister, Sarah for the
summer as I'd done every year since I was six.  I felt at home with my aunt
but since I didn't go to school there I didn't know anyone else.  I'd grown
increasingly isolated with each visit.  I hadn't really wanted to come this
year, but for some reason my father had insisted.  It was a lucky break
that I'd run into Jake while waiting for my aunt to pick me up from the bus
station the day I arrived.

   Jake and I had spent most of the last four days together and had just
had a very eventful and instructive afternoon with my aunt.  She was on the
way into the house to make dinner when she turned and said "I hope you'll
invite Jake over again.  I still have so much to teach you both."

   She took a few more steps then turned and smiled.  "In fact, why don't
you stay for dinner, Jake?  Maybe you and Tommy could have a sleepover!"

   The two of us looked at one another incredulously, and then at my aunt's
naked backside as she walked through the door.  She'd picked up her robe
but hadn't felt the need to put it on.  We were seated only a few feet
apart on wicker chaise lounges, stark naked, our cocks hard and throbbing.
Jakes extended a bit farther than my own, almost reaching his belly button.

   Jake grinned.  "I'll call my mom.  She won't mind if I stay.  As long as
I get my chores done she doesn't care what I do in the summer."

   I nodded, unsure of the etiquette for such situations.  I remembered
that I'd been looking forward to spending time at his house in the hopes of
getting to know his sisters, one of whom was my age.  I realized, though,
that I'd never get to see as much of any of the girls as my aunt was
willing to show us.

   Neither of us made any effort to cover up, I felt comfortable lying next
to my naked friend.  In fact, neither of us seemed to object to the other
checking out his "junk." I got up the courage to comment "Your dick's way
bigger'n mine."

   Jake laughed and touched himself.  "I overheard my mom tell one of her
friends my dad was hung like a horse.  I think I was like ten so I had to
ask my sister what that meant.  She musta laughed for a week, but she
explained it to me.  I guess I take after my dad."

   "Umm...  have you ever measured it?"

   Jake shook his head and opened his mouth as if about to speak, but Aunt
Sarah chose that moment to return, carrying another pitcher of lemonade. 
Her approaching breasts drew our full attention.

   She smiled.  "After you drink some lemonade you'd better roll over on
your bellies or you're going to sunburn your dicks, boys."

   I blushed.  Even after everything the three of us had done together that
afternoon, hearing my aunt say the word "dick" had embarrassed me! 
Clearing my throat I agreed.  "Okay, Aunt Sarah." I filled a glass, gulped
down the drink, then moved to the lawn.  Jake did the same.  In short
order, the exertions of our day, the warmth of the sun on our backs and our
post-orgasmic relaxation combined to lull us to sleep.

   That was how my fourteen-year-old cousin, Trina, found us when she
walked into the back yard.  When we woke up Trina and Aunt Sarah had turned
two of the chairs and were sitting watching us.  Both were naked with their
legs slightly parted.  The girl spoke first.  "Hi, cousin!  Where'd you
find your cute friend?"

   I'd had a crush on Trina since I was eight and had seen her in some
pretty skimpy swimsuits, but I'd never expected to see her naked.  More
importantly, I'd never expected her to see me naked.  I remained on the
ground as if glued in place.

   Trina's presence had no such effect on Jake, who sprang up as if anxious
to show off his assets.  The bright-red head of his blood-engorged cock
pointed at her face, pulsing with each beat of his heart.  "Hey, Trina. 
Remember me from the school bus?  I didn't know you were related to Tommy."
He made no effort to cover up and Trina didn't pretend not to stare.

   Trina giggled nervously.  "Yeah.  I remember you, but, ummm...  I didn't
know you were so...  ummm...  well developed." Everybody in town knew his
dad had been a fisherman, so it probably seemed natural to add "You've got
a nice spear there." There was no question why she was there.  Aunt Sarah
had clearly invited her older sister's youngest daughter to join the party.
I didn't think at the time of the ramifications of this, but wondered what
other surprises she had in store.

   Aunt Sarah stood and walked toward the house.  "Come on, Trina.  Now
that the boys are finally awake, let's get dinner on the table." Gesturing
at the wicker table, she added "We're gonna eat out here.  You boys can
help bring things out."

   Once Trina had turned away I stood and followed my friend into the
house. I was feeling exceptionally shy around the girl; perhaps because the
size of my friend's organ made me feel inadequate.  As a result, I tried
hard not to face her directly as I picked up a platter from the kitchen
counter.  When she looked my way I turned so quickly that a small ham
almost slid off and fell to the floor.  My aunt noticed and snickered. 
"Careful, Tommy.  Keep a grip on your meat."

   I fled into the backyard and deposited my platter then pulled my chair
up to the table, hiding the lower half of my body from sight.  Trina sat
across from me, while Jake sat to my left and Aunt Sarah to my right.  The
woman commented "Now isn't this nice?"

   We sat in silence for several long moments in a weird parody of grace. I
couldn't help but notice the resemblance between Aunt Sarah, who was a
statuesque blond, about 5'10", with big, round breasts, and Trina, who
stood about 5'4" but already had breasts that were much bigger than the
"handfuls" my friends in the city talked about.  Aunt and niece each had
beautiful blue eyes and medium length blond hair; their breasts were
similarly shaped, with pointed nipples and large pink areolas.  It did
seem, though, like one of Trina's beasts was larger than the other.

   Aunt Sarah broke through my reverie, saying "Okay, boys.  Trina and I
worked hard on this meal.  Dig in!"

   We all started piling our plates with food.  It was Jake who broke the
conversational silence by asking Trina if she was enjoying her summer. 
Though that struck me as kinda lame, at least he'd had the courage to
speak.

   Trina laughed.  "I'm enjoying it way more now than I was." Her eyes went
back and forth between me and my friend.  She turned to our aunt and said
"Thanks for calling, Auntie.  I wouldn't have wanted to miss this."

   Just then I felt a tiny foot gently press against my bare genitals.  I
looked up sharply to see Trina smirking at me.  Then, smiling sweetly, she
asked "Problem, cousin?"

   I felt my penis stiffening again as she rubbed it with the bottom or her
foot.  I was sure that my face was bright red, but cleared my throat and
squeaked out "No.  Nothing's wrong." Turning to my left, I saw that Jake
was squirming in his seat.  Looking at my aunt I saw a smirk similar to
that of my cousin only moments before.  I laughed nervously as I understood
that we were in for an interesting evening.

   I'm not quite sure how we got through dinner, but dessert was a very
interesting experience.  Aunt Sarah stepped around the table and knelt by
Jake.  When he turned his chair and spread his legs, I could see that his
cock was red and inflamed; it looked even bigger than it had, and like it
was about to explode.  Trina and I watched as Aunt Sarah took his organ in
her mouth and skillfully "deep throated" him so her nose was buried in his
patch of blond pubic hair.  She wrapped her arms around him and bobbed up
and down on his turgid flesh, making only occasional choking sounds, in
spite of the size of the organ.  We could actually see the outline of his
cock through her cheek and throat as her head bobbed up and down.  Jake's
face was a rictus of pleasure as unintelligible moans escaped his mouth.

   Finally, Jake's back arched and he thrust up into Aunt Sarah's waiting
mouth.  By this time I had a grip on the head of my cock, not wanting to
embarrass myself by cumming.  Jake stifled a primal scream as he filled my
aunt's mouth with his spunk, then he collapsed back into his chair,
obviously spent and exhausted.

   Then it was my turn.  Aunt Sarah gestured for Trina to take her place in
front of my chair.  I slid down to make it easier to get to my now
painfully hard cock.  I was so desperate for relief that I was no longer
self-conscious about the size of my organ.  Of course, it felt bigger at
that moment than ever before in my life.  She licked her lips then opened
her mouth wide, as if about to take a big bite.  Aunt Sarah moved next to
her and whispered "Remember what I told you.  Slide down over it and
swallow as you feel the head getting to the back of your mouth.  That'll
help you control your gag reflex.

   The powerful sensations coming from my genitals started to overwhelm me.
Aunt Sarah had directed Trina to massage my balls as she licked and sucked.
I knew I wouldn't last as long as Jake had, so I wasn't surprised when I
felt my balls pulling up against the base of my cock.  My back arched so I
was supported only by my shoulders on the back of the chair and my feet. 
Tiny muscles deep behind my balls started to spasm and I fired what felt
like gallons of jism into my cousin's mouth.  Most of it, I realized, had
gone right down her throat.  I wondered how she felt about swallowing her
cousin's cum, but I was too overcome to talk or even to breathe.  Like my
friend I collapsed back into my chair, the girl's mouth still wrapped
around my now softening organ.  As if from a great distance I heard my aunt
direct my cousin.  "You can keep sucking, but be gentle.  Men are very
sensitive right after they cum; he won't be able to take much stimulation
right now."

   I lay there, drifting in post-orgasmic bliss for several minutes, but
was very aware that my aunt had called me a "man." I reached down and
pulled Trina into my arms and whispered "Thank you." Then, unsure of what
else to say after such a momentous experience, I kissed her on the mouth. I
was very surprised when I felt her tongue pressed against my lips.  I
opened my mouth and let her explore, as my hands gripped her ass cheeks and
pulled her close against me.

   When we came up for air we looked around and found that Jake was
mounting my aunt.  We went over and sat side-by-side, watching as he thrust
into her over and over.  I turned and kissed Trina again, then slid down to
her chest and took one of her nipples in my mouth.  It was instantly hard
against my tongue as I licked and sucked.  After a few minutes she pushed
me away and directed my attention back to Jake and Aunt Sarah.  He was
slamming into her harder and faster than before; she met each thrust with a
movement of her own, as if offering herself to him.  Jake leaned down and
bit down on my aunt's shoulder when he came.  I could actually see his cum
leaking out around my aunt's pussy lips.  His lips dripped a small amount
of blood when he looked up at me, smiling.

   Trina put her mouth to my ear and whispered "My turn, cousin." Then she
licked my ear and pulled me down on top of me.  In a slightly louder voice,
she said "Fuck me, Tommy.  Take me.  Fill my pussy with your big cock."
Though her words had a rehearsed feel, they had the desired effect.  My
cock throbbed back to life and I was raging to put it into her.

   I felt her tiny hand on my organ, directing it into her waiting slit,
but I pushed her away.  I slid down her body, mimicking what Jake had done
to my aunt earlier, and sniffed her crotch.  I'd been told that women's
pussies smelled like fish, but I didn't think so.  I couldn't quite
describe it, but it was somehow heady and only made me desire her more.  I
pushed my tongue between her genital lips, searching for the "tiny penis"
my aunt had mentioned.  I was sure I'd found it when Trina moaned loudly.
Remembering the rest of what my aunt had said, I was gentle, licking and
sucking until she was literally bucking and her vagina was flowing with
fluid.  I tasted her, pushing my tongue into that opening my penis so
wanted to explore.  'Thank the gods for porno videos,' I thought as I
kissed my way up her body.  I teased her briefly, licking and sucking each
of her nipples.  I didn't enter her until she begged me to do so.

   Her voice hoarse and breathless, Trina called out "Oh god.  Please,
Tommy.  Fuck me.  Fuck me now!  I need it so much." These words didn't
sound rehearsed at all; they were from...  'Maybe not the heart, but
somewhere real.'

   Knowing she was more than ready I plunged my cock into her.  My organ
didn't feel four inches long any more; it felt like the giant harpoon on
the whaling monument in the center of town.  I felt it spearing into her
over and over as I drove my pelvis forward.  Her face was suffused with
pleasure as animal instinct took over and I fucked her hard.  I felt more
like a man than ever before in my life.

   I wouldn't realize until later that having Jake and Aunt Sarah watching
had enhanced the experience for me, leading to a lifelong need for public
sex.  But that is another story for another time.

   Finally, a sense of pressure almost overwhelmed me.  I felt bigger and
stronger and somehow manlier as my body prepared to fill the pretty girl
splayed out under me with my life force.  That's what it felt like when I
came inside her; like I'd given her some of my life and taken back some of
her's.  We felt linked, like it would last forever.

   Then I collapsed onto her, my sweaty body sliding against hers.  For a
while, it felt like we were one person, my softening dick still inside her.
'This,' I realized, 'is why people will do anything to have sex.' I didn't
roll off her until I felt my aunt's hand on my shoulder.

   Jake looked at me admiringly, as if he hadn't just done the same thing.
"That was hot, man." He looked at Trina, still smiling.  "I hope I get a
chance at you, Trina.  You're very sexy."

   My aunt smiled.  "Ah, the enthusiasm of youth." Standing, she said "Come
and get something to drink.  I don't want you getting dehydrated.  We're
not even close to done here."

   I stood and helped Trina up, my eyes not leaving her's.  In that moment
I felt like I was in love with her, but that feeling started to fade almost
immediately.  We sat down and drank lemonade as the sweat dried on our
bodies.  Finally, I turned and asked "What did you mean when you said we're
not done, Aunt Sarah?"

   Trina and her aunt looked at one another and laughed.  It sounded a bit
sinister.  It was the older woman who spoke.  "Well, you boys are going to
put on a little show for us; if you do a good job, we'll do the same for
you.  If not, Trina and I will be off to bed and you guys will be on your
own."

   Jake and I looked at one another, confused.  Jake spoke.  "What do you
mean by a show?"

   Aunt Sarah smiled reasuringly.  "My goal is to teach you three kids to
put sex in it's proper place in your lives.  That sex and love are too
different things and that we can have great sex with anyone."

   We looked at one another, still confused.

   Aunt Sarah continued as Trina giggled.  "You too are going to make out
together, then you're going to suck one another off.  You can do it one at
a time or you can 69 together, but that's what's going to happen before
Trina and I do anything else with you."

   Jake and I looked at one another, then at the two females.  Truth be
told, I didn't mind the idea of making out with Jake, though the idea of
taking his dick in my mouth squicked me out a bit.  But I didn't want all
of this to stop.

   Jake must have had similar thoughts because he nodded at me.  "Let's do
it, Tommy."

   We went to a chaise loveseat and sat down.  Each of us had made out
before, though only with girls.  How different could it be?

   Not surprisingly, Jake made the first move, leaning forward to kiss me
on the lips.  I opened my mouth and allowed him to explore with his
extra-long tongue as I moved my hands over his body.  He had a very
different feel to him than had Trina; where she was soft, he was hard.  I
could feel his muscles moving under his skin, and I liked it.  I'd enjoyed
Trina's softness, but Jake's male hardness caused me a different kind of
excitement.  Though I'd cum only a few minutes before I felt myself growing
hard again.  Snaking a hand between us, I found that Jake was in a similar
state.  'Hmmm,' I thought, 'maybe this is okay for him, as well.'

   I returned his kiss and started stroking his long, thick cock.  Again, I
found myself wanting to measure my friend.  'How big is this thing,
anyway?' I started to imagine what it would feel like thrusting into my
ass, then shivered when I realized it would probably tear me open.

   Eventually, I slid down his body much the same way I had with Trina.  I
stopped to kiss each of his hard little nipples, then detoured to sniff and
lick each of his armpits before moving on to kiss and lick my way down his
flat belly.  I stopped and tongued his belly button for a moment, until it
became apparent that he was ticklish.  Then I followed his light "happy
trail" down through the patch of blond pubic hair at the base of his penis.
His scent was dramatically different from that of the girl.  I could smell
his sweat combined with something else, a milder form of something nasty
I'd smelt from my own genitals when I'd been unable to shower for a few
days.  I found that this smell excited me in a different way.

   Opening my mouth wide, very wide, I engulfed just the head of his cock.
I loved his salty taste immediately.  The textures of the different parts
of his penis against my tongue filled me with longing.  At that moment, I
wanted nothing more than to do what Aunt Sarah had done and take the whole
thing down my throat.  'What was it she'd said to Trina?  Swallow?  That's
it.'

   I slid down his manhood like a fireman down a pole.  I pulled back when
the big head pressed against the top of my mouth, triggering a gag, then I
readjusted my position and took more of him.  When I gagged again, I pulled
back slightly then swallowed as I pushed on.  It worked.  I adjusted my
position again as I felt his cock going into my throat.  I drew back,
bobbing my head as my aunt had done, but the second time I gagged again,
triggering a coughing fit.

   Jakes strong hands pulled me off his cock and held me for a moment.  He
seemed so understanding as he looked down at me; but he also seemed somehow
more powerful than he had before.  When my coughing subsided I kissed him
on the lips, then slid down again and took his cock.  This time I didn't
try to "deep throat" him, but concentrated on giving him as much pleasure
as I could.  Using everything I'd ever learned from masturbating, I licked
and sucked and nibbled, focusing on the head, but also kissing and sucking
his slightly hairy balls.  I wanted to reach between his legs and tickle
his asshole, as I'd done to myself many times, but I feared that would be
too much for him.

   The first indication I had was a change in his breathing, as it grew
faster and shallower.  His thigh and abdominal muscles went rigid, and he
started thrusting forward into my mouth, much as he'd thrust into my aunt's
pussy.  'This,' I realized, 'is universal.' I'd done it too, of course.

   Unbelievably, his cock, already almost as thick as Trina's wrist, grew
thicker in my mouth.  'What a jawbreaker,' I thought, as I got the first
hint of his precum.  I'd never tasted my own cum so was surprised to find
that it had a not unpleasant salty-sweet taste.  'Maybe,' I thought, 'the
minister is wrong.  If we're not supposed to do this, why would it taste
sweet?'

   Suddenly, Jake shouted and thrust forward, almost knocking me away.  His
cock exploded and my mouth filled with his essence.  A voice in my head
commented that it didn't taste quite as sweet, and I realized that this
load was filled with his little swimmers.  It was only then that I wondered
if I'd made Trina pregnant; that thought was fleeting as I held on, not
wanting to spill a drop.  I felt greedy and possessive and wanted every
drop for myself.

   When Jake was spent I remained there, my face in his lap, his now soft
cock still filling my mouth.

   After a few minutes, my aunt and cousin started to clap.  I'd forgotten
they were there, but felt no embarrassment.  I heard no mockery in their
applause or comments.  "Great job, Tommy" and "What a stud, Jake," and
"You're a natural cock-sucker, cousin," and "That made me seriously wet."

   Jake stroked my hair gently, almost lovingly.  "That...  that was
amazing.  I thought...  I mean...  that felt really good."

   Aunt Sarah stood and brought us two glasses of lemonade.  "That was
quite a show, Tommy.  Now it's Jake's turn to show us if he's as generous
as you."

   I was puzzled by that remark; not thinking of what I'd done as
"generous," but I said nothing.  I reached up and pulled Jake down onto the
grass with me.  Again, he kissed me on the mouth, but this time it felt
somehow more passionate; less mechanical and perfunctory.  His hands moved
over my body, much as mine had over his.  I couldn't help but wonder what
he was thinking, but all thought left me when his hands traveled down to my
buttucks.  'What's he doing,' I worried, as he pulled apart my cheeks and
tickled my anus with his finger.  A wave of pleasure rolled through my
body, most likely related to the pleasure I'd given myself once I'd found
my prostate.  I again found myself thinking about his cock in my ass and my
own penis quickly pounded with blood.

   Jake laid me back and kissed me again, then kissed his way down my neck.
He lingered at my nipples until each was hard and pointed, then kissed his
way down my hairless chest and belly until he reached the sparse patch of
hair over my pubis.  He cupped my balls for a moment, gently stroking them
as he took all of my shorter length in his mouth.  The sensations were
amazing as his rough tongue slid over the smooth skin of my organ.  I
didn't notice when he released my balls and snaked his hand between my
legs.

   I jumped when I felt his finger; wet with what I assumed was saliva,
pushing against the opening to my anus.  'Oh my god,' I thought.  'He's
gonna fuck me with his finger.' Instead of inspiring fear, that triggered
another wave of arousal and desire.  I realized that I did want to feel
that long, thick cock inside me.  I wondered if I'd ever be able to get
Jake to do that.  'I'll bet Aunt Sarah could get him to do it,' I thought
as another wave of pleasure passed over me.

   I moved my leg in the hope of rubbing against Jake's cock, but he
flattened my legs on the ground.  He was on top of me and in full control,
so I decided to lie back and enjoy it.  Turning my head I looked up at Aunt
Sarah and Cousin Trina.  Their eyes were locked on us but their fingers
were on one another's dripping pussies.  I could clearly see two sets of
hard, pointed nipples.  I hadn't realized before that women get just as
horny as men.  I tucked that secret away for future consideration.

   I could feel myself building to a climax.  It seemed like every muscle
in my body had tensed at the same time.  I'd felt this many times,
including several times today, but each time it seemed wilder, more
expansive.  When I released, pumping my cum into my friend's mouth, I felt
much as I had when I filled my cousin's vagina.  Powerful, virile, manly.

   When the waves of pleasure had subsided and I returned to myself, I
found my friend was still gently sucking my root.  I touched his shoulders
and pulled him into my arms.  "That was...  I don't know how...  I mean
that was amazing." Though it flew in the face of everything I knew about
being a man, I kissed him again and whispered "I love you, Jake."

   ---------------------------------------------------- Jake and Tommy had
lots more adventures that summer, together and with Aunt Sarah and Cousin
Trina.  If you're nice, maybe Tommy will tell you some more stories.

   Come to think of it, maybe you'd rather hear from Aunt Sarah; or from
Trina; or from Jake.  I'm sure they have some great stories of their own. I
wonder who else might turn up in future stores?

   Let me know at jordan.bradders@writeme.com if you'd like to hear more
about Tommy, Jake, Aunt Sarah or Trina, and from whose point of view.