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(MF, inc, size, oral) *** I was 21 and a junior in college when my cousin from the Midwest hit the Big Apple and stayed with us until she could get a job that paid enough for her to rent her own apartment, no mean feat in New York. Connie was a statuesque, full-figured 24-year-old blonde with the kind of knockers that really sock it to your eyes. Cousin or no cousin, I was smitten on the spot with the hots. And I was always hot. Had been ever since I'd hit puberty. It seemed to me that I had spent enough hours jerking on my joint to score in the Guinness Book of World Records. No matter how many times a day I whacked on my whopper -- and it was plenty -- it always bounced right back with another boner. As per usual one morning, I bolted upright in bed while thinking, "Shit, I've done it again -- I'll be late for my eight o'clock class." Then I realized it was Saturday morning, meaning there was enough time to baby my piss hard-on, which I usually never had time to accommodate. It was throbbing unusually hard, a throb that meant it craved instant relief. The house was still quite. Making sure my door was closed, I began to humor my hardness. Even I was impressed by my dong's unusual length and thickness. Pulling my pajama pants down, I wriggled out of them so my cock could breathe free. I admired it, rising like a mast straight toward the ceiling, pre-cum glistening the spongy surface of the crown. Pulling a girlie magazine from under the mattress, I soon became immersed in a fantasy that involved fucking the blonde- fringed pussy staring at me with a pink glow of anticipation. One hand was fisting my cock to a climax while the other fondled my restless rocks. Then all hell broke loose. Just when I was ready to ejaculate a stream of creamy seed, the door flew open. And there stood cousin Connie wearing only shorts and a halter top. She muttered something which I couldn't catch because I was trying to scramble for something to cover myself. Leaning too far to one side of the bed, I slid to the floor with a dull thud. "Are you okay?" Connie asked anxiously, approaching closer to find out. "I'll live, thank you," I managed to stammer while yanking a sheet from the bed to hide my hard-on. Connie couldn't help seeing my rigid rod rising like a flagpole under the sheet. Those blue eyes grew round and as big as saucers when she realized what she'd interrupted. "Oh gosh," she murmured breathlessly. "I'm sorry. I didn't... I didn't know you were... uh... busy." Still muttering apologies, she turned and headed for the door. Thinking myself safe, I exhaled with relief and started climbing to my feet. Then, almost at the door, Connie whirled around to face me again. "I just remembered what it was I wanted to tell you!" she exclaimed so loud it startled me. I reacted by letting go of the sheet. Both of us watched as it billowed to the floor; me standing there in the buff with my boner and balls bared for the whole world and my cousin to see. "Jeez!" she gasped, eyes glued to my erection. I doubled over, trying to hide my family jewels. Then I got a damned cramp and had to straighten up, both hands desperately trying to hide my cock and rocks, a sight we both would laugh about later, but not just then. Connie shook herself loose from the hypnotic state the sight of my big whopper had put her in. Without another word about what she remembered, she left the room and slammed the door shut behind her. My reverie for some solo romancing with my rod had definitely been shattered. Only after she left did it become limp as a dish rag. I got even that afternoon. Friday night's the night to really let loose on campus, and I had done my share of partying the night before. One Saturday afternoon brew threw me for a loop, so I decided on a nap before more howling that evening. And in the middle of my forty winks I had to take a piss. Half asleep and groggy, I was oblivious to the sound of the shower running. Whipping out my joint, I headed for the john until a loud scream split the air and jerked me wide awake. Standing face to face with me was Cousin Connie, as nude as I'd been that morning, soap suds sliding down every nook and cranny of that curvaceous and awesome body, dribbling from her mouth-watering boobs and frothing around a breathtaking pussy bush. I was so overcome with the sight that I just stood there speechless and gawking. "Getting an eyeful?" she finally asked testily, grabbing a towel that only hid her pussy. Her magnificent boobs were still brazenly bare and had me licking my lips. "Tit for tat," I kidded. "You saw me and now I see you." I proceeded to beam a steady stream of piss into the bowl, aware that my cousin's eyes were hypnotized again by my cock. Then I finished and flopped the long length against her leg while the toilet flushed. "Until we meet again, okay?" I asked, scooting out of the bathroom before she had a chance to answer. The sight of all that stimulating nakedness had me hard again and longing to finish what I had started earlier that morning. Only this time it was Connie's cunt and glorious globes instead of the girlie magazine inspiring me to greater heights as I banged on my boner. I visualized her cunt being fucked by my cock in that shower where her fingers were probably right this instant frigging her hot clit while she remembered my dong. My head was buried in those boobs with warm water trickling down out bodies while of her fingers fondled my balls and one of mine probed her hole... Then my balls began contracting, and I knew my fantasy was about to reach its finale. The damned door opened again! Shit, I'll never be able to get rid of this load, I remember thinking as I grabbed for the sheet once again. It was my cousin again, this time wearing only a damp towel and the smile of a seductress. Or was it my imagination? Just in case it was, I scrunched the sheet more tightly around my cock, which had the effect of making it look even longer and thicker. Connie's tits were heaving under the towel. I actually could see the nipples poking the towel outward as they hardened. "Is that sheet really necessary?" my cousin finally asked in a breathless voice. "Is that towel really necessary?" I challenged. She replied by letting the towel slide to the floor. And then my cousin stood before me in all her magnificent stark nudity. I swear my eyes were as big as half dollars as I drank in the fantastic sight. Those firm round boobs stood out from her chest like melons, the nipples as hard as marbles. My eyes traveled down the flat, concave valley of her stomach to the gorgeous wheat-colored pussy patch between her trim thighs. I ripped the sheet from my rigid rod. From the bottom of her golden bush, I could see Connie's flushed and puffed pussy folds, all pink and slick with the need for cock. But for me, the look on Connie's face was the best stimulation of all. Those glazed eyes riveted on my rod told me she was as horny as hell! Reaching down, she released my fingers from around the thick, swollen shaft of my cock. Replacing my hand with her own, she began a slow, steady stroke up and down my shaft, her tongue unconsciously licking at her lips as she stroked. Then she bent lower and gave my piss-slit a loving lick. Electrical charges ripping from her tongue's tip to my dick had me lurching toward the ceiling. "You like that, don't you?" she purred. Before I could tell her I did, she ovaled her mouth and absorbed the whole shaft into her throat. It was a first for me -- no cocksucker had ever been able to take it all before. When she began slow, laborious sucks, my fingers dug into the bed sheets as I sucked in air between my gritted teeth. The longer she sucked, the more my body burned, her head bobbing rhythmically on my boner like a precision machine. Then my ass began rising to push each thrust deeper into her throat as I urged her to accelerate for that long-overdue shoot-off I'd been working on ever since the morning. Just as my body tensed like steel for my cock to spurt, the blastoff was postponed again. My cousin opened her mouth and let my slippery shaft slide out. "What's the matter, don't you like the taste of jism?" I complained. She smiled at me, running her palms up and down my chest, stomach, and crotch. "I'd rather have it exploding inside of me," she explained. Climbing on the bed, she straddled my crotch, giving me a close-up view of her wet and juicy gash. Fisting my cock, she raised herself up and gradually lowered her cunt onto my long dong. What a sensation! I began clawing the sheets again as my meat mashed its way into her hot, steaming snatch. When it was buried in her to the hilt, I could feel her groin churning at the sensual pleasure of being plugged so full. Then she began humping up and down. Those big boobs jiggled sexily as she bounced her gushing snatch on my stiff prick. Her cunt muscles were contracting around my joint, squeezing the hard shaft as if trying to milk the sperm right out of it. I held onto my cousin's sassy ass and panted loud gasps of joyful ecstasy at being the passive partner in a dynamite screw with a relative who really knew the ropes! Our sweat-soaked crotches rubbing, grinding, and pounding against one another, Connie's cunt-cream spilled down over my stiff dick to sop my already soaked bush. I finally felt my balls tightening, telling me I might get that blast to the stars after all. "Better fasten your seat-belt -- I'm just about ready!" I yelled. Connie gritted her teeth, her tight pussy continuing to work my cock over, squeezing and caressing it until I took a deep breath and aimed a rough upward thrust into her hot hole. My erect cannon exploded, firing burst after seething burst of sperm into her climaxing cunt. Connie kept right on pumping her body up and down my stiff staff until my load eventually streamed back out of her burning beaver. Both of our crotches were bathed in the combined juices of male and female release. Then I realized Connie's own biggie was only about to begin. She rode my burning boner with complete abandon, panting and moaning wildly as the sensations of pure sexual pleasure shot all through her trembling body. When her entire being had been totally devastated by burning, all-consuming spasms, she collapsed while still on top of me, panting heavily as our slick bodies clung together with spent, sticky lust. "What Midwest male taught you all those maneuvers?" I finally asked, my long dong now limp and still glistening with wet release as it hung down my thighs. "Are you broad-minded enough to know?" she asked. "Try me," I insisted. "I learned all those maneuvers from my brother, your cousin, and my father, your uncle," she told me, waiting for the usual shocked gasp of surprise. There wasn't any. I was far from finished and did some of my own maneuvering to make a muff-dive on that picture-perfect pussy. Filled with creamy cum, it was an awesome mouthful. I began licking eagerly while my cousin let out a gasp and spliced her thighs so wide I thought they'd split. Then I really cut loose on her cunt, licking those puffy folds clean and lapping circles around her clit before dipping deeply into her hole to revive the rosy tissues. My tongue curled into her cunt and Connie's groans resounded around the room. I must have been making the right moves, because Connie was maneuvering so she could go after my cock and revive it. And we became embroiled in a sizzling French-style sixty-nine, the first one I had ever tried. I took to it like a duck to water, my tongue pumping in and out of my cousin's hot slit while her mouth moved up and down my rod. More of those tingles firing my body from head to toe again. I could feel Connie's own body temperature rising, hot to the touch, legs wrapping around my torso to thrust me deeper into her twat. My body burning like a bonfire, I shuddered violently from the sensations her sucks were causing and really socked it to her, my cock jettisoning big wads of jism deep into her throat while her lips clamped tightly to take every drop. *** It wasn't too long after that initiation into the pleasures of family coupling that my cousin Connie did find her own apartment. Naturally, it became my second home. We became sex partners on a regular basis. No Big Apple boner could make her burn like mine. And no other city cunt could make me cum as good as hers. We're a perfect match sexually, and we plan to keep our family affair going for a long time to cum! END ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author does not condone the described behavior in real life. ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ Kristen's collection - Directory 55