When I arrived home, MTV was blaring, and I could hear noise coming from
elsewhere. I walked into the kitchen and found Mia bent over, digging
through the fridge. She was singing at the top of her lungs (rather poorly)
and was bobbing her ass back and forth to the beat. I took a second to
admire that ass, clad in only blue short shorts, before announcing my
presence.

"Hi, Mia". Mia screamed and jumped up in the air.

"Goddammit, Matt, you scared the piss out of me!" Mia laughed. She went
back to reheating some pizza from last night's dinner.

"What are you doing home?" I asked.

"Well," she said, looking up from the microwave, "is Emmy home?"

"No, I just dropped her off."

"Oh, good. It's just that, well, it's Friday, the weather is beautiful, and
I decided to cut my afternoon classes. I mean, Math and Physics on a day
like today? No way!" I was definitely relieved that she hadn't decided to
skip school any earlier and stumble across her sister and I. "Please don't
tell Mom or Dan."

"I won't tell anybody, Mia" I replied, "You're old enough to make your own
decisions." I had learned a lot about Mia today. From her sister I learned
she was no stranger to male genitalia, and just now I found out she swears
like a sailor and skips school. I thought telling her she was old enough
would be "cool" to her.

"You think so?" she asked, pulling the pizza from the microwave.

"Sure" I said.

"Well, then...do you think I could have some friends over tonight? All
girls. No boys or anything."

"I don't see why not" I said.

"Cool. And, Matt, could I ask another favor?"

"Sure, Mia, what did you have in mind?" I reached into the fridge for some
pizza as well. This was the longest single conversation I had had with Mia
since my arrival, and it was nice to talk to her as a peer, or
acquaintance, instead of a stranger.

"Well" she hesitated; "do you think you could by us some alcohol?"

"Uh..." I was trying to stall and buy some time to think.

"Oh, please, Matt!" she pleaded "I won't let any of the girls drive home, I
won't tell Mom or Dan or even Emmy and I'll have it all cleaned up before
you even get up in the morning! Pretty please!" During her rant she had
taken a few barefoot steps closer to me and was swaying back and forth
slightly, giving me a chance to see her chest jiggle back and forth. She
had used this tactic before, I was sure.

"OK, Mia" I said, she squealed and gave me a quick hug.

"I knew you'd be a cool cousin" she said, she ran off to her room and came
back with a $50 bill. "I like fruity drinks, so whatever you think would be
good for that."

"Where did you get a $50?" I asked. "Allowance" she replied, and went
singing back into the living room with her pizza and MTV.


Mia told her friends to come over about 8. They had all told their folks
they were staying the night, so right before anyone arrived, I reminded Mia
not to let anyone drive.

"I said I would, Matt. Chill out. I'm not an idiot." Her demeanor had slid
back into her normal mode while I was at the liquor store.

"That bitch," I thought, "was just sweet long enough to get what she
wanted." I vowed to learn a lesson. I had bought a fifth of vodka and rum
for the girls, along with some fruit juice and a couple of bottles of cheap
wine. For myself, I bought a 12 of microbrews, figuring that no teenage
girl drinks beer. I took up a spot in the living room on the couch with the
last of the leftover pizza, a beer, and the NBA.

For the most part, Mia's friends would arrive without incident, the
doorbell would ring, Mia would run out from her room, swing open the door,
both girls would squeal, and the would run through the living room to the
kitchen to make drinks. They would take them back to her room, completely
ignoring me. Her friends all looked like the popular senior girls I could
remember from my high school days. Dressed and made up so they thought they
looked hotter than they really were. Most seemed rather flighty, not unlike
Emmy. Or maybe Emmy was just weighing on my mind that night.

About 9, the door bell rang, Mia ran out to get the door, and an adorable
strawberry-blonde girl walked through the door.

"Rachel! Hi!" Mia led her through the living room en route to the kitchen,
when Rachel turned, saw me, smiled and said

"Hi" the only girl thus far who, as far as I knew, noticed me.

"Hi" I replied.

Before I could say anything else, Mia said "Oh, that's just my cousin" and
then the girls busied themselves with their drinks.

The game was in the fourth quarter, and I was on my forth beer when Rachel
came out of Mia's room.

"Just need a refill" she said.

"What are you drinking?" I asked.

"Vodka and Cranberry" she replied, from the kitchen.

"Try it with a little bit of lemon juice," I said, "It makes it a little
better."

"Oh, OK, I will" she replied. We were both quiet until she came out
stirring her drink.

"Who's playing?" she asked

"Suns and Mavs" I replied.

"Oh, I hate the Mavs" she said.

"Really?" I asked, "You follow basketball?" she came and sat next to me on
the couch.

"Yeah, I play on the school team and like to watch for strategies." I was
shocked. I didn't remember a single cute girl being on the basketball team
when I was in school. Up close, Rachel really was darling. She had long
reddish-blonde hair, green eyes and freckles. She didn't have much in way
of curves, but she was slender and getting cuter with each beer.

"I'm Rachel" she said, sticking out her hand. I introduced myself and asked
how she knew Mia. "Actually, I know her through Emmy. We play basketball
together. I thought Emmy would be here tonight." I told her about Emmy's
softball tournament and she seemed disappointed.

"You're more than welcome to watch the end of the game with me" I
offered. "It's been a good one."

I was glad to see that she did stay and we made conversation during the
game. She knew basketball very well and eventually we got to teasing each
other about the other's opinion of the game.

"Steve Nash?" she laughed "He's alright, but he's no MVP."

"Oh, you have a better pick?" Before she could respond, Mia came stumbling
out of her room.

"Rachel!" she slurred "what are you doing out here?"

"Just talking basketball with your cousin."

"Jesus, Matt. Way to flirt with a 16 year old. You old perv. C'mon, Rachel,
let me get you a refill."

"Uh, OK." Rachel replied. "Bye" she said to me, walking into the kitchen.

I was fuming. We were getting along so well. It's not like I was going to
take advantage of Rachel. Well, she was cute, and I was getting buzzed, but
I think I have more common sense than to try and seduce and underage girl
at a party full of them. I didn't see Rachel again that night, even though
I stayed up to watch a late movie, just in case Rachel came back out. But
she never did and I finally wandered off to bed once the girls' room was
quiet, which must have been around 3am.

The next morning, I woke up around 11, hungover, and came downstairs after
a shower. The kitchen looked like a hurricane went through and the path
between it and Mia's room was pretty dirty. Before I could think about
cleaning, however, I needed food. I opened the fridge to look for eggs. I
noticed there were only two beers left. I guess that would explain the
headache. I grabbed the eggs and closed the fridge to find Mia standing
there.

"Jesus!" I said, spooked.

"Sorry. Revenge for yesterday." She giggled. "Oh, ow" she said, holding a
hand to her head.

"Hangover?" I asked.

"Oh yeah" she replied.

"You want some breakfast?"

"I can't even think about food right now. Wow, this place is a mess."

"You're telling me. You want to help me clean after breakfast? I'm making
you eat some toast" I threw two pieces into the toaster.

We made small talk about the night while she nibbled at her dry toast and I
wolfed down some eggs.

"Is there nothing that will make this go away?" She asked while rubbing her
temples.

"Well, I said, there's always some hair of the dog."

"That sound awful" she said, making a barfy face.

In spite of myself, I laughed and said "in my experience, it's the only
surefire cure." A

 pause "What the hell" Mia said. "What do we got left?" All that was left
in the fridge were my two beers, and unopened red wine and a white wine
someone drank only the neck out of.

"How about this?" she asked, holding up the white.

"Fill up two glasses" I said. "Big ones".

We drank first glass still sitting at the table. Mia was friendly again,
but didn't apologize about being rude to me last night. When she finished
the first, I refilled her and topped mine off and said "let's get to work".

We started in the kitchen, since it was the worst. I started doing dished
while she drank more wine.

"I think this is starting to work" she giggled.

"Well then, you do some dishes and let me catch up!" I threw the wet sponge
at her.

"Hey!" she screamed in mock anger "Watch it" she bent over (score!) to pick
up the sponge and started slowly cleaning glasses. I went to fill up my
wine glass when I heard "think fast!" I turned around just in time for Mia
to spritz me in the chest with the sink sprayer.

"You bitch!" I yelled and ran at her. We wrestled for control of the
sprayer, getting us both fairly doused in the process. Finally we called a
truce and finished up the glasses.

"Thanks for buying booze last night, Matt."

"Anytime, Mia." I guess that was as close to an apology as I was going to
get. "Do you mind if I take a shower before we tackle the rest of the
house?"

"Go ahead" I need a breather after that fight anyway. Mia giggled and
stumbled down to her room.

I turned on ESPN and sipped some more wine. I pretended not to notice when
Mia came out of her room wearing only a towel, humming as she popped into
the bathroom. My cock noticed, though, as I flew at half mast.

"Whoa" I said under my breath. I went to go open the red wine, making sure
to be back on the couch in case there was a repeat performance on her way
back. Mia did not disappoint as she came out wearing nothing but the towel,
her hair wet this time. She closed the door to her room, changed, and came
out in a baggy sweatshirt/pants combo that at least wasn't threatening to
give me a boner while she was around.

"What are you watching?" she asked.

"Well, ESPN, but Pulp Fiction just started".

"Oh, let's watch that. I love Tarantino movies." So I switched over and Mia
came and sat next to me with a big glass of red. "I like this stuff" she
said. "A hangover fixer, that's for sure" she giggled.

We watched the movie in relative quiet and I noticed we were both starting
to nod off.

"Can I use you as a pillow?" Mia asked.

"Sure" I said, trying to keep my voice from cracking. Mia laid down and put
her head on my leg. My arm rested just above her hip. We stayed like that
for quite some time, and I assumed she was asleep.

After Travolta got shot, she got up and slurred "I have to pee" stumbling
towards the bathroom. I changed positions a little on the couch and tried
to not think about the halfie Mia had given me with her head so close to
where her sister and been yesterday.

Mia came out of the bathroom and stumbled back into the living room,
watching the TV I didn't really watch her advance until she straddled
me. Slowly she brought up her right knee, then her left until she was
rested on my now-attentive crotch. She learned in for what felt like an
eternity until our lips met.

Her first chaste kiss was the last I felt with her mouth closed, as she
quickly escalated her attacks on my mouth. Her tongue seemed to be
everywhere in my mouth, yet she allowed time for me to return the
favor. She started rubbing her crotch into mine and let out a low, quiet
moan as she felt how hard I was.

Her mouth moved down to my neck and began licking and sucking the entire
area along my collarbone. I looked up at the ceiling and thanked whoever
was beyond it that this was happening. We nibbled and licked each others
neck for minutes, until Mia sat up. Looked me in the eye, and in one smooth
motion, pulled off her sweatshirt. I was now staring right at two of the
most perfect breasts I have ever seen. Huge, hard nipples graced the ends
and I wasted no time pulling them into my mouth.

"Oh!" Mia yelped as I ran my tongue around and over her breasts, spending a
disproportionate amount of time on her nipples. If I was sucking on the
right one, I would grope the left one with my hands, tweaking and teasing
her until my tongue returned.

Meanwhile, Mia was trying to unzip my pants with her right hand while her
left held my head tight against her tits. She was eventually successful and
began to stroke my full erect cock. I then tried to pull down her
sweatpants, but our position made that difficult. Mia stood up in a flash,
pulled down her pants and underwear, and was back on top of me, all in
about 3 seconds. She grabbed my cock and positioned it for entry and she
slowly, slid down it until she bottomed out at my balls.

 "Oh, fuck" was all she said, all I could let out was an animal grunt. Mia
slid up and down my cock slowly and sensually, which allowed me to
appreciate the feel of her wet silk pussy.

I had never stopped playing with her fabulous tits, and I went back to them
wildly licking sucking, and even nibbling on those glorious nipples.

As her nude frame bounced up and down on me, slowly gaining momentum, Mia
began to repeated mumble "oh yes" under her breath. As her body moved
faster and faster, her "oh yes's" came out faster and faster and louder and
louder and I found myself attacking her tits with more and more zeal and
even found myself grunting more and more. Eventually, with Mia nearly
screaming "oh yes!" I emitted and long, loud, and low groan as I proceeded
to shoot load after load into her cunt. Mia stopped moving her body, but I
could feel her snatch grab my cock and squeeze. We sat there, cumming
together for what felt like ages. Until, finally, I sat back and looked up
at her. Mia smiled the sweetest smile I have ever seen and then went to
work on me.

Before I could stop her, she was licking and sucking my cock.

"Mia!" I said, alarmed. Normally my dick can't tolerate physical contact
for a while after cumming.

Mia just replied with a "mmm?" as her mouth was full of my semi-limp
cock. She continued with the "mmm's" but without the questioning tone and
much longer and lower.

This began to have a magical affect on my cock and libido. Before I knew
it, I was back at full force, and Mia was having a hard time keeping me all
in her mouth. To help her out, I reached down to play with her beautiful
tits. Her moaning and humming on my cock would change with the amount of
pressure I applied to her nipples. With her tits in my hands and my cock in
her mouth, I was in heaven.

At my hardest point, Mia stopped her ministrations, looked up, and said
simply "take me." She hopped up on the couch on her hands and knees, waving
her sweet ass in front of me.

I didn't wait long to join her, kneeling behind her on the couch, I took my
dick and slid it slowly into her hot, waiting cunt. This time it was Mia
that groaned. Each time I slid in and out she would emit a small grunt. I
went as slow as I could, as I knew from past experience that I can be a
little much for girls in this position. I took time to admire how good her
pussy felt on my dick and even reached around to play with her tits a while
longer. Eventually, Mia's hips increased the speed at which she thrust
against me and I had to abandon her tits to hold onto her hips.

I squeezed that ass I had been admiring all summer long and starting
plowing into her. Mia sounded like a wild animal in rut. With each thrust
her guttural grunts would gain intensity. She had moved one hand down to
play with her clit and this sent her over the edge. Her animal sounds went
to a new, high pitch and I felt the now-familiar sensation of her pussy
grabbing my dick and milking it.

This time, her orgasm set me off, and I could only get out "Oh, Mia!"
before I unloaded into her pussy the second load in under an hour. Mia's
pussy was spasming before I came and long after I was finished. The noises
she made seemed to change with each spasm of her cunt. Finally, she
collapsed in a pile on the couch. I laid next to her and held her in my
arm.

"Fuck, that was amazing" she said, barely a whisper.

"I'll say" I replied. Mia opened up her arm and we laid there holding each
other for a long time.

"The reason I was so mean to you last night is that I didn't want any of
the other girls to have you" Mia said, out of the blue.

"What?" I asked, shocked.

Mia's head came up to look me in the eyes and say "I've wanted you since
you first came through that door." She nodded in the direction of the front
door. "I'm real good at hiding my true emotions. I couldn't just come out
and start flirting with my own cousin. But I wore enough low cut clothes
around you to know you were interested in my body despite our relation. I
also noticed a certain bulge in your pants when I was around." I guess I
blushed. "Don't be embarrassed" Mia said, giving me a soft kiss and
snuggling back up in my arms "I like you too. And this won't be the last
time we do this."

Mia was drifting off to sleep, and I would have too except for one little
thing I couldn't stop thinking about: If Mia didn't want to share me, what
was I going to do when Emmy came home?