Flashback: Cousins, Part 2

                                                       by Mistress Diana

 March 1985:  New Orleans

 Spring break at last.

 My friends and I decided to avoid the crowds in Florida and do some serious partying in the Big Easy.  It wasn't a hard decision given that we spent the two previous breaks in Daytona Beach and had enough of the crazy scene there.  Some of my friends preferred older men to the usual selection of immature college guys and I can't say I blamed them.

 As for me, I had dated some men on and off, but I never made any commitments.  I was just along for the ride.

 But I also had another agenda.

 When I found out that we were going to New Orleans, I decided to make amends between Robert and me.  He was still at Tulane and it would be easy to arrange something.  I felt bad about the last time I saw him.  The next few holidays and gatherings, he never showed up with his family.  His mother always said he was busy with friends and I didn't press the issue.

 I guess I wasn't mad at him - I thought some time between us might dim the memory of that night.  And, in fact, it did somewhat.  I didn't think about that night as much as I used to and with the sex I was having, I was definitely satisfied.  So, by that spring, I was ready to put it behind us.

 I got his number from my mother and must have picked up the phone a hundred times before I actually dialed the number.

 He seemed genuinely surprised by my call, but his voice didn't harbor any resentment.  I was very relieved at that.  I didn't try to apologize for anything and just told him I was going to be in New Orleans and could I go visit him?  He thought it would be a great idea.  His break wasn't the same week as mine and he would be studying for midterms, but he would meet me for dinner in the French Quarter.

 As I hung up the phone, I let out a sigh of relief.  I really did want us to be friends again like we always were and this seemed like a step in the right direction.

 Finally the night came.  My friends went off on their adventures and I strolled the streets of the French Quarter to find the restaurant in which we were to meet.  It was a beautiful night - the warm air caressed my bare skin as I walked.   I could hear the strains of jazz hanging in the humid air and could smell the wonderful smells of French cooking.

 For the occasion, I dressed simply.  I wore a white skirt, white pumps and a pink, short-sleeved blouse.   My hair was curled and was the longest I've ever had it.  I applied some lip gloss one last time and walked into the restaurant.

 Robert picked one of the best restaurants in the city, but I didn't expect anything less than that since he lived there.  I let the maitre-d know whom I was and he led me over to table where Robert was waiting.

 His face lit up when he saw me and I smiled back at him.

 "Beth!  It's great to see you!"  He gave me a quick hug and we sat down.

 "You too," I said.  I couldn't help noticing how great he looked.  I realized he had 'grown up' a little since the last time we saw each other.

 "How's your break going?" he asked.

 "Oh, it's been fun!  Me and the girls have been out drinking every night," I laughed.  "I can't imagine how you've been able to survive living here."

 "It gets old after a while, believe me," he chuckled.   "But we do come into the city every once in a while and let loose."

 We ordered drinks and continued to catch up on things.   Neither of us mentioned 'that night' or Christmas Eve.  Instead it was like old times where we were just cousins hanging out.

 "So are you dating anyone?" he asked after we ate.

 I stiffened slightly, not wanting to go in that direction, but it was a fair question.

 "Um, not really.  Just seeing someone now and then," I said vaguely.

 He nodded.

 "What about you?  Still with Mary?"

 "Marie."

 "Right, sorry."

 "No, we broke up last year.  I don't have time for any relationships.  School is pretty demanding."

 "Yeah, I understand."

 He let down his façade for just a minute and I saw something there that I was hoping I wouldn't see and that was lust.  I quickly looked away and excused myself to visit the bathroom.

  When I got back, he had paid the bill and was ready to go.  I thanked him for dinner.

 "Now, let's have some real fun, you up for it?" he asked with a mischievous look in his eye.

 I looked at him suspiciously.

 "What do you have in mind?"

 "Come on, I'll show you."

 And with that we stepped out into the night.

About an hour later, my head was full of coke and I was flying.   Tucked into a back alley somewhere, Robert had found a dance club and we went inside to find it packed with people dancing the night away.  He gave me a small packet of coke and I slipped in and out of the ladies room to snort it.  In no time, my body was tingling from the rush.  Robert and I got out onto the floor and danced to Prince.

 My drinking was pacing the coke intake, but I didn't feel it.   I was going wild with the music and the lights.  I looked at Robert and he was feeling the same way.  I could see the sweat glistening on his face as we moved with the rest of crowd.  A couple of times I let myself look at his body straining against his thin, tight shirt.  The coke was fueling my lust and I wondered how long I would be able to ignore that.

 With Prince's sexy voice all around me, it was hard to resist that lust.  I was surrounded by men and women who were probably just as fucked up as I was.  Everyone was a potential conquest, I thought.  We were all here to be seen and hopefully picked out for a more intimate encounter in a hotel room or a back seat.  I danced with the crowd and wondered what the night held for me, but when I looked at Robert, I began to get an idea of what it would be.

 When I started coming down off the coke, I asked him if he had any more.  He nodded and followed me off the dance floor.  He grabbed my hand and slipped a packet inside of it.  I smiled at him and started to make my way to the bathrooms.  When I got to the door, I felt him right behind me.

 "I'll be right out," I said, somewhat puzzled.

 "I know, but I'm coming in with you.  It's the last of the coke and I want to share."

 "What???"

 "Come on, it'll be fine.  This kinda club - anything goes."

 I gave him a dubious look, but I realized he was coming in, regardless.  We slipped inside and no one gave us a second glance.  Everyone was too busy either doing coke themselves or primping.  We slipped into a stall and I was suddenly aware of how dangerous this situation could be.

 "Uh, you sure this is ok?" I asked.

 "Sure," he grinned.

 We were standing close together and I fumbled to get my mirror out of my purse. 

 "I'll take that," he said and I watched as he emptied the coke onto the glass and began to chop it up with a credit card.  Soon the lure of the coke took over and that was all I could think of.

 I got the short straw I had in my purse and preceded to snort while he held the mirror.  I groaned as the addicting rush hit my system.

 "Good, huh?" he asked.

 "Hell yes."

 He laughed and I held the mirror for him as he did the same.   We passed the mirror back and forth a few times, doing it all.  We were oblivious of everything around us.  When we finished I licked the mirror and put it away.  I was flying so high, I couldn't think.

 We didn't say anything for a minute as we were each dealing with the incredible high we were on.  It was me that finally came to my senses.

 "We should get out of here, I'm feeling claustrophobic," I said in a shaky voice.

 "No," he said, his voice breaking.

 I looked at his face.  It was flushed red and he was sweating.  He had that look again and I realized I was helpless to do anything about it now.   He was blocking my exit out of the stall.

 "Beth, I...oh fuck," he said and then his mouth was on me.

 I found I couldn't resist.  There was no way I could deny my feelings for him.  My arms went around him at the same time his did and we kissed hard.   His mouth was so hungry when it sought mine and I was just as hungry for it.  My mouth opened and I sucked his tongue inside.  He groaned when I did this and his hands gripped my arms tightly.  I pushed my pelvis towards him and felt his hardness pressing through his pants.

 His hands slid to the front of me where he gripped my breasts roughly through my shirt.  That was too much for me and I broke the kiss and moaned deep.

 "I have to see those breasts of yours again," he growled.

 He quickly unbuttoned my shirt and pushed it back on my shoulders.  He grasped my breasts with his strong hands and began to lick the bare flesh peeking over the top of my bra.

 "Oh god, so lovely," he murmured in between licks.

 I was too busy running my hands through his thick blond hair to think of anything else.  Oh how I had wanted to do that.

 "Let me see those nipples," he said, pushing my bra up.

 My whole body tingled and then convulsed when his mouth took one erect nipple.  He sucked it hard and I moaned again.

 "You like it hard, don't you?" he asked.

 "Yessss," I breathed.  To be honest, I never thought I did, but with him I wanted him to use me.

 "Then tell me."

 "Oh fuck, Robert, bite me!"

 He bit down on my nipples and I cried out in ecstasy.

 "You like it, don't you slut?"

 I didn't even flinch when he called me a slut.  I loved it!

 He moved to the other nipple and sucked it deep into his mouth before biting it.  I cried out again and urged him on.  Meanwhile my hands were sliding down to rub his rock hard shaft through his pants.

 "You want that, do you?"

 "Yes, I do."

 "You want to suck my cock?"

 "Oh yes, please," I practically whined.

 He pushed me down on the toilet seat and unzipped his pants.   He pulled his cock out and suddenly there it was - right in my face.

 "Ok, then suck it, you little whore."

 My body tingled all over when he talked to me like that.   I never had anyone call me that, but with him, I didn't care.  It only fueled my excitement.  I began to lick his cockhead and he tilted his head back and groaned.

 "Oh god, how I've waited for this moment."

 I said nothing and concentrated on giving him pleasure.   My nipples were on fire from the biting and my mind was racing from the coke.  All around us I could hear music thumping and toilets flushing and girls chatting, but I didn't care. 

 "Ok, now take it deep.  Wrap those lips around me and suck me," he commanded.

 I was more than willing to please him, I opened wide and engulfed his cock with my mouth.  I was even able to deep throat him and he marveled at my skill.

 "You're pretty good, aren't you slut?  You'll have to tell me how many guys you do this with."

 That only inflamed me and I continued to suck and lick his cock.   My hand reached up underneath him and I squeezed his balls.  He moaned louder and finally pushed my head away.

 I looked up at him and I knew what was going to happen next.   I was ready.

 "Beth, I want to fuck you so bad.  Are you on the Pill?"

 I nodded.

 "Good, now stand up and turn around."

 I did as he asked.

 "Lean forward and put your hands against the far wall."

 Again, I did as he asked and spread my legs for him.  He lifted up my skirt and began to rub my ass through my panties.

 "Are you sure you want to go through with this?" he asked suddenly.

 "Y-yes...yes, I am."

 He laughed harshly and pulled my panties down.

 "Ok, now I'm going gonna fuck your brains out, cousin.  I've been waiting a long time to do this."

 I felt his mouth on my ass as he began to lick it all over.   His fingers reached between my legs and began to stroke my pussy.  It was already pretty wet.

 "Wet already, aren't you, bitch?"

 "Yesssss," I breathed and spread my legs wide for him.  "I want you to fuck me sooo bad."

 He said nothing and continued to rub my leaking cunt and lick my asshole.  I moaned and squirmed and begged him over and over to fuck me, but he wasn't going to do it until he was ready.  He pulled my pussy lips apart and stuck his tongue there. With long slow strokes he began to lap at my sweetness.  I shuddered all over.

 "You taste heavenly," he murmured.

 He licked and sucked my nectar and I could tell he would have done that all night given the chance, but there seemed to be a sense of urgency in the situation.  At last he finished and stood up.  I felt his cock brush against my ass then it was pushing against my lips.

 "Ok, here it comes, slut.  I'm gonna fuck you good."

 With a sudden and brutal thrust he was in.  I cried out, not caring who heard, and felt his cock completely fill me up.  It felt so fucking good.

 "Oh god, you're so tight, cuz."

 He began to push his cock in and out of me.  My body pushed back against him wanting to feel him deep inside me.  He grabbed my ass with his hands and squeezed tightly.  As he pounded me, my tits shook and quivered only adding to the sensation.

 "Finger that clit of yours," he growled.  "I want you to cum hard."

 I reached down between my legs and found my clit hard and poking out.  I rubbed it furiously and tried to steady myself.  He was fucking me so hard, I had trouble staying balanced.

 "Uhhhhhhhhhh," I groaned as my fingers rubbed.  "Robert, fuck meeeeeee..."

 He increased the strength of his strokes and I didn't think I would be able to stand it any longer.  He was splitting me in two and I didn't think it would ever stop.  But I was reaching the edge of my self-control.  My body was beginning to spasm and my cunt was gripping his cock like it would never let it go.

 "Ohhhhh...I'm gonna cum," I wailed.

 "Do it.  Cum all over my cock."

 I fingered myself faster and suddenly my head exploded in white light as I came.  I gasped and moaned.  His hands reached around to hold me tight so I wouldn't fall.  I was so far gone at this point I thought I would pass out.  All I could feel was his cock pummeling me and all I could hear was his moans as I realized he was cumming too.

 He stopped thrusting and held me tight as his cock pumped load after load of cum into my pussy.  He murmured my name over and over again.  His tough-guy attitude was gone.

Eventually he withdrew from me and I felt his cum running down my leg.   I wadded up some toilet paper and cleaned myself up.  All the while I wasn't facing him.  I was feeling ashamed and exhilarated at the same time.  He cleaned up as well and I heard the zipper of his pants.  I straightened out my clothes and turned around to face him.

 His eyes shone with tenderness.

 "Oh Beth...Beth," he murmured and began to kiss my hair.

 I allowed myself to be held in his arms and vaguely wondered what was next.

"We should get out of here," he said.  "You're too good to be in here."

 "Um, ok," I said, not completely following that statement.

 We exited the stall and got several looks and smiles from the girls.  I smiled weakly back and we left the club.

It was pretty late, but since it was New Orleans, people were still roaming the streets.  And most of them were drunk.  I was glad Robert was there for protection.

 We were quiet as we wandered down the street.  He held my hand loosely and I was too dazed to even think about it.

 "Where is your hotel?" he asked.

 "It's right on Bourbon, near, um, Orleans?"

 "Oh, ok."

 We made our way over there and found ourselves standing in the doorway of the hotel.  Suddenly things seemed awkward.  There was no way he could come up - I was sharing a room.  And I knew he had a roommate, so it was best we just part ways.

 "Can I see you again before you leave?" he asked in a quiet, calm voice.

 "Um, I doubt it.  We're leaving tomorrow afternoon."

 "Oh."

 We were silent for a moment, each thinking of the next opportunity, but I knew it was silly to do so.  If anyone found out, it would be disastrous.  We knew it, but couldn't admit it.

 "I should really go inside," I said.  "One of my friends might show up."

 "Yeah, ok.  Will you call me when you get back to Pennsylvania?"

 "Oh, of course!"

 He smiled at me and I melted slightly.

 "Ok, then I'll let you go."

 We stood there looking at each other and he gave me a warm farewell kiss.

 "Thank you for tonight," I whispered and he disappeared into the night.

June 1986: State College, Pennsylvania

 Here I was again - graduating.   This time it was bigger.

 Everyone was there to watch me end one phase of my life and go to the next one.  College turned out to be very rewarding.  I finally figured out that I wanted to go into advertising and make it big.  I was getting my degree in business with an emphasis on marketing.  I even graduated with honors.

 My parents had rented out some suites at the most expensive hotel around and were going to hold yet another party.   Most of their close friends were there plus our relatives.  My mother had told me that Robert was even going to be there.

 Robert.

 I never did call him after New Orleans.  I went back to studying and dating and tried yet again to push it out of my mind.  But I failed miserably.  That fuck in the bathroom with a head full of coke was the single most exciting night of my life.  I spent many nights since then masturbating to the memories of the way he treated me, but I never got the nerve up to call him. He called me a few times, but I was never there.

 I started seeing someone a little more seriously and spent the last two holidays with his family Pennsylvania.   But things got too serious and I broke it off a few months before graduation.   I wasn't ready.

 No matter who I dated or fucked, it never matched the intensity I had with Robert that night.  Nor could I summon up the nerve to have someone treat me the way he did.  No doubt they would have been shocked.  No, it was my dirty little secret and it was surfacing again with the arrival of my cousin.

 After all the ceremonies were over and I had my diploma in my sweaty hands, I finally saw him.  He hadn't changed that much and my heart fluttered when he smiled at me.  He came up to me and gave me a hug.

 "Congrats, cuz," he said warmly.

 "Thanks," I said, smiling back at him.

 I didn't see any trace of animosity there.  I was relieved.  He probably came to understand that what we did that night was wrong and we needed to stop.

 We walked together over the grass and headed to my car which was parked kind of far away.

 "So you're off to New York and Madison Ave?" he asked.

 "Yup!"  I was really excited about it and couldn't wait.

 "I'm really proud of you, Beth."

 I squeezed his hand briefly.   "Thanks, that means a lot to me."

 We walked a little further in silence.  My parents no doubt were herding the masses back to the hotel.  I was expected to attend.

 "So, what about you?" I asked.  "Grad school already?"

 "Yeah, I got accepted to Caltech."

 "Oh! That's great!"

 My heart sunk a little as I realized he would be on the opposite coast as me.

 "Yeah, I'm looking forward to it."

 "You'll do well, I'm sure."

 At last we arrived at my car.

 "Are you going to the hotel?" I asked.

 "Oh absolutely - I wouldn't miss it."

 "Great, I'll give you a lift over there."

 We drove over there and I pointed out different places on campus.  He took it all in and didn't say much.   I was nervous and kept chatting.  I was somewhat relieved when we got to the hotel.

 When we entered the suite, it was buzzing.  Everyone noticed us and began to congratulate me.  Champagne was flowing all around.  I took a glass and began to work the room, leaving Robert behind.

 Hours went by and I began to get a little tipsy and a little weary.  I was wishing I had some coke.  I wondered if Robert did and found a chance to catch him alone.

 "Yeah, I have some - I was hoping you would ask me about it.  I don't want to do it alone," he said.

 We were standing close to the door and no one was paying attention to us.  Everyone was boozing it up which was not unusual at our parties.

 "Let's slip out to the hallway," he suggested.

 We left the room quickly stood in the hallway.

 "It's in my room down the hall," he pointed.  "We can do it there."

 I hesitated but he didn't seem to notice.  He grabbed my hand and led me down to his room before anyone could see us.  We went inside and shut the door.  Instantly, his hands were all over me.   He began kissing my neck.

"Oh Beth, I've missed you..."

 I pulled away.

 "Are you sharing this room with anyone?" I asked, looking around.

 "Just my brother, Brett.   He's still at the party."

 Brett was Robert's younger brother by about three years.  He was going to school at Princeton.  He was a very, very bright kid and their parents had high hopes for him.

 I nodded and went over to the bed and slipped off my shoes.

 "Well, I guess there is no denying this, is there?" I asked.

 "What?"

 "Robert, I have never had a single night like the one we had in New Orleans.  Ever."

 He sat down on the other bed facing me.

 "I know...God, I know..."

 He put his face in his hands.

 "I'm sorry I didn't call you," I admitted.

 "That's ok, I totally understand that."

 "I wanted to...but..."  I was silent for a moment, thinking.  "Then I got involved in a relationship."

 He lifted his head up.

 "Is he here?"

 "No, no.  We broke up a few months ago."

 "Oh, I'm sorry."

 I shrugged.   "Thanks, but it was no big deal."

 He reached over to his bag and got a packet of coke out and began to line us up on the night table.  He changed the subject.

 "Do you think anyone will miss us?" he asked.

 "I don't think so.   They probably think I went off with friends."

 He handed me a rolled up bill and I leaned over to snort.

 "Oh man, this is good," I said, sniffing.

 "Yeah, I had a great connection in New Orleans.  I'm gonna be sad to see that go."

 He did two lines and laid back on the bed.  I did another and knelt next to him.  He looked up at me.  At that moment we knew what was going to happen and no words needed to be said.  I leaned over him and kissed him hard on the mouth.  He groaned and brought his hands up to pull me down on him.

We groped and kissed like we never wanted it to end.  His hands found the zipper of my dress and began to slide it down.   I rolled off him and yanked the whole thing off.  I also removed the rest of my clothes and stood before him naked.

 "This time, I want us to be naked," I said.  "I want to do it right."

 He grinned and stood up to remove his clothes.  I put on the radio and sounds of Billy Idol streamed into the room.  I did one more line and joined him on the bed.

 I immediately began to kiss him all over his tanned muscular chest.  He rubbed my breasts and pinched my nipples and I groaned against his skin.

 "Suck my cock,   Beth.  I need to feel those lips on me."

 I moved my mouth down his body and grabbed his cock with my hand.  I gave it a few tugs before moving it into my mouth.

 "Oh yeah...fuck, yeah."

 My mouth eagerly took him in and began to suck.

 "Turn around, let me eat your pussy at the same time."

 I shifted my body around into the 69 position and spread my legs for him.  I shuddered as his tongue found my wet snatch and his mouth began to suck my lips into his mouth.  His hands gripped my ass tightly and pulled my cheeks apart.  His whole face pushed into me and his tongue drove me wild.

 I turned my attention, somewhat, back to his cock which was now fully hard.  I scraped my teeth along the hard skin of his shaft and he groaned into my pussy.  Smiling, I kept it up until he was bucking his hips driving his cock deep into my mouth.  I slowed down a little and began to move in long, smooth strokes.  He responded by pushing two fingers into my gaping pussy.  I lifted my head to gasp.  When my mouth left his cock, he slapped my ass. 

 "Did I say stop sucking, bitch?" he demanded.

 His words inflamed me even more and I renewed my sucking with intensity.  I was longing to taste his cum in my mouth.

 He increased the rhythm of his finger-fucking and I sucked his cock as hard as my mouth would allow.  My tongue glided over him again and again, bringing him closer to orgasm.  I could feel his body tense and his pelvis rise.  I grasped his balls and gave a hard squeeze.   His mouth left me and he cried out.

 "Oh fuck!  I'm gonna cum!"

 That was just what I needed to hear as felt the first stream of cum leave his cock and enter my mouth.  He groaned and twisted underneath me as he shot load after load into my waiting mouth.  I squeezed his sac hard and got every last drop.  Amazingly, he was able to go back to fucking me with his fingers and his tongue and very soon I was beginning to shake.

 With cum drooling all over my chin I cried out over and over that I was cumming.  He increased the intensity and didn't let up until I was a quivering mess.  He pulled his face and fingers away and licked his fingers clean.

 "You taste so sweet, my sweet," he said and I giggled.

 I rolled off him got a drink out of the mini-bar.  He laid there with my cum all over his face and a semi-hard cock and watched me.

 "You are the most gorgeous creature I've ever seen," he said quietly.

 I blushed furiously.

 "No, really."

 "Thank you," I said and gave him a sip of my beer.

 He wiped the cum from his face and licked his fingers again.

 "Let's do another line."

 I handed him the bill and he quickly snorted it up.  I did one as well and we laid together on the bed.    My head was spinning from the drugs and the sex.

 His hand stroked my thigh lightly and he sighed.

 "What's wrong?" I asked.

 "I was just thinking that it's going to be tough having you in New York and me in California."

 "Oh - well, don't think about it.  What are your plans for this summer?"

 "I'm going to Europe with some friends.  I leave next week."

 "Oh."

 We were quiet for a while.   I had hoped he was going to be in Virginia this summer like me.  Then we would have more chances to slip away.  Maybe even get a hotel for a weekend.

 "Beth, I will never be able to get you out of my system."

 "I won't be able to get you out of my system either."

 "Why are we so attracted to each other?"

 "I don't know...maybe because we're alike?"

 "Maybe."  He took another long sip of beer.  "I've had a thing about you forever."

 "Really?"

 "Yeah, since I was about 13 or so.  I used to fantasize about you."

 I blushed again.

 "And I used to jack off thinking about you naked."

 "Ok, now you're embarrassing me!"

 He laughed.  "That's a compliment!  I don't jack off to just anyone!"

 We both laughed and I rolled over to kiss him.  I tasted my own cum on his lips.  Then I snuggled next to him and we both laid there.  Normally I would want to snuggle and doze off, but the coke had me wired.  Instead we just lay there and talked about whatever came to mind.

 After a while, his hand guided my hand to his cock.  It was hard.

 "Wow, already?" I asked.

 "Yup."

 I giggled and kissed him again.

 "I would love to have you ride my cock," he whispered huskily.

 "Mmmmm...that would be great."

 I moved so I could straddle him.  I opened my lips wide and guided him in.  It felt so fucking good.

 "Oh yes - I've never forgotten how good your pussy feels around my cock," he moaned.

 When he was all the way inside me I sat there and looked down at him.

 "Touch my breasts," I whispered.  "I love the way you abuse them."

 "You like that, huh?"

 "Yes."

 He reached up and began to squeeze them roughly.

 "Oh yes, squeeze them.   Pinch them."

 I began to move on his cock now.  He pinched my nipples and I let out a long moan.

 "Lean over and I'll bite them, slut."

 I was about to do that when I heard the door behind us open.  Instantly my head turned around and Brett was standing there. 

 "Beth?  Oh my god, did I walk in the wrong--"

 He stopped when he saw Robert's face.

 "Robert???"

 He looked at me then at Robert.  I was too shocked to even try to cover myself up.  He was a younger version of Robert.  Not as muscular, but he had the blond hair and blue eyes of his brother.  Right now his mouth was open and his face red.

 "What are you two doing?" he asked, incredulously.

 "What do you think we're doing," barked Robert.  "Do me a favor and just leave.  And don't tell a soul."

 I got to my senses and pulled a sheet around me.  I carefully moved off of Robert and felt his cock leave me with a soft 'plop' sound. Brett let his eyes wander over my body, trying to take in more of me.   I blushed and looked away.

 "I won't say anything if you let me in on the action," he said boldly.

 I gasped.

 "Sure, why not?" Robert said, sliding off the bed.  "Our cousin here is quite the fuck."

 "Robert!"

 "Well, it's true."

 I couldn't believe how callous he was being after being so tender earlier.

 "Well, I'm getting dressed and going to my room," I said looking for my clothes.

 "Then I'll just have a word with your father," Brett said.

 "You wouldn't dare!"

 "Try me."

 I looked at him and saw Robert.  They were so alike.  Then I looked at Robert and he smiled at me.

 "Come over here and have a line, sweetheart," he said.  "Then we'll have some fun."

 I realized that if I didn't, Brett would go public and I'd be the shame of my family.  Everything would be in jeopardy.  I took a deep breath and told myself I was doing this for Robert and I.

 "Ok, you guys win," I said, dropping the sheet.

 "What a good sport you are, Beth," chuckled Robert.

 I looked at Brett and saw him ogle me.

 "What's wrong, never seen a naked woman before?" I asked before accepting a line.

 Robert laughed loudly and Brett looked embarrassed.

 "Of course I have," he said.  "Just not any of my cousins."

 Robert laughed again and handed the mirror to Brett.  He did two lines and shook his head.

 "Oh man, this is good!"

 "You think that's good - you should feel Beth's mouth around your cock."

 I wanted to say something to him, but kept my mouth shut.  I needed to just go along with this.  I had never done it with two guys before - maybe this will be fun.

 Brett stripped his clothes off, feeling out of place since we were naked, and grabbed a beer from the fridge.   My eyes moved appraisingly over his body.  He was built very much like Robert - even down to his semi-hard cock.  He guzzled his beer quickly like only a 19 year old would do and came over to me.

 "So, let's see how good you suck cock then," he said.  "On your knees."

 I shot Robert a look and got on my knees.  He shoved his cock in my face and began to lick the cockhead.  I shut my eyes and tried to get into it.  I have to do this, I thought, so just go with it.  Maybe if I make him cum right away, he'll leave us.

 But that was not to be.

 I moved my mouth and tongue expertly over his shaft and he moaned and urged me on.  His hands went to my hair and he tugged at it, bringing my head closer and his cock deeper.

 "Fuck, she's good, Rob," he said.

 Next thing I knew, Robert was standing next to me and his cock was brushing my face.  I grabbed it in my hand and began to stroke it.  Then I moved my mouth to his cock.  Again, I could taste my own cum.  While I sucked Robert, I stroked Brett.  I began to alternate between their cocks with my mouth and hands.  Soon both were moaning and bucking into my mouth or hand.  I increased the intensity.  I wanted to have them both cum on me at the same time.  I was really getting into it and my pussy throbbed.

 Robert and Brett's moans filled the room and competed with INXS on the radio.  My only mission was to make these two brothers cum and I knew I was getting closer.

 Brett was first.  His cock was in my mouth and my hand was jerking off Robert.  Brett grabbed my head in his hands and jammed me down over his cock.  But I pulled free right when I heard him say he was cumming and his jism squirted out all over my face.  He pumped his cock and I shut my eyes as his cum coated my face.  He was groaning loudly.

 When Robert saw this he told me to turn to face him and I jerked his cock hard.  Soon he was cumming too and his cum spurted out and landed on my breasts. 

 "Oh fuck, that's hot," breathed Brett, who was still recovering.

 Robert could do nothing but groan as I pumped the last of his seed out of his cock and on to my waiting tongue.   I lapped it all off and gave his cockhead one final suck for good measure.  He sighed and slumped on the bed.  Brett sat on the other bed and they opened new beers.   I excused myself to clean up.

 When I came back, Robert rewarded me with a beer and a line.  I eagerly accepted both and we sat around for a while.  None of us seemed fazed by what just happened and no one got dressed.  I was hoping Brett would have left by then, but it was clear they weren't done yet.

 "Ok, slut, get on the bed," Robert said.

 Brett looked at Robert.

 "Don't worry little brother, she loves to be called that."

 I climbed on the bed and lay on my back looking at them.  They both got on either side of me and began to fondle my breasts.

 "Tell Brett how you like it."

 "I-I like it rough," I said in a small voice.

 Brett raised his eyebrows.   "Oh yeah?  Tell me."

 "I like my nipples pinched and bitten.  And...I liked to be fucked hard."

 "Nasty little bitch, aren't you?" laughed Brett.

 I said nothing and shut my eyes.  Four hands roamed all over my body pinching and squeezing.  I lay there immobile and let them pleasure me.  I closed my eyes as my legs were parted and fingers played with my pussy.  Then two mouths joined the four hands.  Each one of them sucked on my nipples and began to bite them.  Their hands rubbed all over my belly, thighs and cunt. 

 "Oh my god, yes!" I cried.

 That urged them on and they sucked and bit harder.  I cried out again loving their mouths on me. 

 "Let's fuck this cunt," Robert said and both their fingers were inside me. 

 It was unbelievable.  I almost came right then.  Their fingers moved almost independently of each other.   It was amazing and I humped against them shamelessly.  Brett lowered his head and began to suck on my clit, drawing it into his mouth.  Robert continued assaulting my breasts.

 I cried out over and over, urging them on to fuck me and bite me.  They never let up and worked like a well-oiled team.  These blond Adonises. 

 As I held Robert's head to my tits, I felt the orgasm rushing full force.  I was going to cum hard - I could feel it.

 "I'm gonna cum!" I screamed.

 "Yeah, that's it - cum for me, baby," Robert whispered to me.  "I want you to cum hard for me so I can lick it all up."

 That was it.  I rose my hips off the bed and shrieked over and over as the orgasm ripped through me.  The guys never let up and they brought me right over the fucking edge.  It was incredible.

 When I began to finally come down off that high, they let up and looked at me.

 "Look at her - she's all flushed from that," Robert said.

 "Yeah, and I can't wait to fuck her now."

 My eyes widened when he said that and I looked at Robert.  His face told me to just go with it.  I shut my eyes and lay there weakly.  My head was spinning.

 "I think she needs another beer," Brett observed. 

 He retrieved it for me and I accepted it graciously.  I drank it down greedily and lay back down on the bed.   I was worn out and didn't think I could go on, but Brett had other ideas.  He knelt on the bed between my legs and began to lick the cum from my pussy.  It was still tingly from the earlier orgasm.

 "Wow, she tastes so good," Brett said in between licks.

 "After a cum like that, she should," laughed Robert.

 Brett's cock was hard again and he placed it at the opening of my pussy.  He pushed it in and I groaned. 

 "Ok, bitch you like it rough, you're gonna get rough," he growled.

 He lifted my legs up and placed them on his shoulders.  This gave him better leverage and he began to thrust deep and hard into my pussy.  I gripped the bed sheets and gasped at the force in which he began to fuck me.  My tits wobbled all over my chest with each long thrust.   Every muscle on his delicious body was tense and rippled as he fucked me.   Sweat formed on his brow and his eyes had a distant look in them.

 Robert sat in a chair and watched while he stroked his cock lightly.

 "Oh god, this is one tight cunt," groaned Brett.

 And he continued to fuck me even harder.  My pussy was on fire from the abuse.  I was being used like a total whore and instead of being ashamed, I was loving it.  I wanted to be fucked and used over and over.  And as Brett unloaded his seed deep within my cunt, I passed the point of no return.

It was late when I tiptoed back to my room.  Luckily no one was up and I slipped inside without a sound and immediately ran a bath.  My body was covered with cum.  It was all over my breasts, belly and on my thighs.  My pussy was sore and my breasts had red marks from biting.   But as I slipped down into the hot water, I realized how much I loved it.  I had no idea why, but I loved it.

 Both of them had their way with me for a while after Brett first came inside me.  We snorted coke, drank beer and fucked for hours until we were exhausted.  I was their source of pleasure and they used me well.

 When both of them were asleep, I had gathered my clothes, got dressed and crept out.  I wondered if I would see Robert again before he left.

Sometime the next morning, I heard a knock on the door and figured it was housekeeping.  I was pissed because I had put the 'Do Not Disturb' sign on the door. 

 "Just a minute," I yelled as I grabbed my robe and wrapped it tightly around me.

 My body screamed out in pain from the activities of the night before and my head was about to explode.  I was going to be hurting all day.

 I opened the door and was surprised to see Robert.  He looked bad too.  I pulled him inside and shut the door.

 "Are you nuts? What if someone saw you?" I said in a harsh voice.

 "Good morning to you too, sunshine," and he kissed me tenderly.

 "I'm sorry - just after last night-"

 "Don't worry.  Brett won't say anything.  I told him I would beat the shit out of him if he did.   Plus he's just as guilty."

 I got back in bed and lay there weakly.  Robert lay next to me and stroked my hair.

 "You were wonderful last night, my sweet," he  murmured.

 "Oh god, I can't believe what we did," I moaned unhappily.  "My body is killing me."

 "Mine too, believe me."

 "But it was amazing..."

 "Yes, it was," he said kissing my hair again.  "But I'm not gonna share you with him again.   Next time I want you all to myself."

 I sighed.

 "Will there be a next time?"

 "Of course.  I promise.  Come and visit me in Pasadena.  Your new job allows vacations, doesn't it?"

 "Yes - but what if...never mind..." I trailed off.

 "What?"

 I sighed.

 "One or both us might be, you know, 'involved'."

 "Yes, it could happen, but we'll just see how it goes."

 He kissed me softly again and stroked my hair.

 "Right now I can't think of anyone else - only you..."

 How sweet he was right now.   So unlike last night.  But I liked both sides of him.  I realized we each had a nasty down and dirty style when it came to sex and I liked that too.

 I hugged him and told him he better go.  My mother was sure to be around soon to drag me to breakfast.

 "I love you," he said softly in my ear before getting up.  "I'll be in touch after Europe."

 And with that, he slipped out the door.

 I lay there and felt tears sliding down my cheeks.  I loved him too.

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