Pamela James - Cousins in heat

He smiled, practically feeling her orgasm himself. That's it, baby, he thought to himself. Now you're nine. All fucking mine! He thought of his younger brother Steven, who was Susan's age and also a virgin. Both brothers had always been intensely jealous of one another, and Mark knew what Steven had been thinking ever since Susan had arrived at their parents' summer cottage two weeks before.

They were the same thoughts he had had, the only difference being he had fucked girls before. He knew exactly what to expect. And that keen expectation had further heightened his anticipation. He had wanted Susan more than any girl he had ever had before. Cousin or no cousin!

God, he thought. If Steven saw us now he'd kill me! Too bad, kiddo!

Susan lay cradled in his arms, gazing with adulation into his eyes.

"Oh, Mark, I can't tell you. Wow… that felt so good. So much better than when I do it!"

Without saying another word, he took his cock in his hand and guided it to the girl's virgin cunt. Then he slammed forward.

"Jesus!" she cried out, her legs automatically wrapping themselves around his waist. "So fucking big!"

She thought he had split her in half. She felt something burst inside her.

She felt his crushing weight on top of her, flattening her tits and she wondered if her mother had been right after all. At first there was only pain, not the sudden onrush of unbelievable pleasure she had just experienced. But the pain soon turned to the red hot bursts of sheer ecstasy as his cock seemed to swell and grow inside her.

He grunted incessantly above her. She opened her eyes and almost burst out laughing. He was concentrating so hard, trying too hard to make their coupling last. It was funny.

But she gave in to her fuck-lust, the pain and pleasure intermingling to create one tremendous sensation that swelled inside her, encompassing her entire body, making her tremble uncontrollably.

Her nails dug into his asscheeks as she urged him even deeper into her. She gasped, tears coming to her eyes, as he plowed into her again and again, deeper inside her than anything had ever been before.

And Susan was loving every minute of it. He licked her nipples, making them achingly hard. He caressed and massaged her tit globes as she ran her fingers excitedly through his long dark brown hair.

"Fuck me," she whispered in his ear, her fingernails raking down his bare, sweating back, leaving behind swollen red welts.

"So fucking tight," he gasped. "Never fucked a pussy so fucking tight before!"

"More!" she cried out, really getting into it, their bodies working in unison together. She kept thinking, I'm not a virgin anymore! I'm not a virgin! He's actually fucking me! His cock is really inside me! Jesus, is it ever inside me!

His chest and back and buttocks moved in perfect muscular waves. His teeth dug into her neck and tits and she climaxed, screaming with pleasure.

It was absolutely incredible! She never imagined pleasure like this! It was consuming her like a giant bonfire!

He quickened his fuck-tempo, sending every thick inch of his prick deep into her pussy. She oozed a steady stream of cunt-cream which further lubricated his excited thrusts. She could tell instinctively that he was close to coming himself. She wrapped her arms around his neck and hung onto him for dear life.

"So tight!" he panted. "Oh sweet God it feels so fucking good… can't hold on much longer… baby, you're terrific!"

She came again, her entire body trembling with pleasure. The room seemed to spin in ever widening circles. It suddenly felt as if her body was hovering above the couch, floating in mid-air, weightless.

"Ohhh Jesus," the boy gasped. He lurched forward and his cock jerked convulsively inside her.

This is it, she thought, closing her eyes and sighing deeply.

He flooded her with his hot oozing limit, continuing at the same time to ram into her. She moaned in ecstasy, feeling the beginning of another orgasm but knowing she wouldn't feel its full pleasure because already her cousin was slowing down.

He lay panting on top of her, stiff as death except for the heaving of his chest and the rapid beating of his heart.

"God!" he whispered. "God! God!"

He pulled himself out of her fuck-hole with a slight popping sound and lay beside her, his left leg hanging over the edge of the couch.

"How was it?" he asked, smiling weakly. He wiped the sweat from his forehead with the back of his hand.

"Nice," she said, running her fingers through his damp hair.

"My cock felt good, huh?"

She wanted to giggle, but forced herself not to. "Wonderful. Really, really wonderful."

She wanted to get dressed, to go for a walk alone along the beach.

"Want to do it again?" he asked anxiously, reaching down to fondle his half erection.

"Later it was my first time… it felt so good… I just want to be by myself for a little while. You understand."

"You sure? I mean, the second time can even be better. Believe me!"

"I do, Mark, but not now."

"Okay," he said, disappointment etched on his face and in his voice. "Needless to say, don't say anything about this to Mom and Dad. Or to Steve. Promise?"

She nodded and gently prodded him into a sitting position.

"We better get dressed. Your folks and Steve should be back from town soon. It's almost dinnertime."

"Shit, you're right. Time sure flies when you're having fun, eh?"

Susan smiled at her cousin's cliched witicism. "Sure you don't want to go for a swim or something?"

Susan started to dress. "No, it's okay. I'd really rather be alone."

"Okay. Sure. Later maybe."

They continued dressing in silence. While Susan pulled her dress back on, knowing she was now going to change it for a pair of shorts anyway — it was getting very hot — she was startled to recall the one image that had been going through her mind while her nineteen-year-old cousin was ardently shoving his big prick between her thighs.

It was Steven. She was imagining he was on top of her, and that his cock was slipping wetly into her hot young cunt. She sighed, picturing his cute face, already deeply tanned, his long thick sun-bleached hair and his thin, agile body. She pictured the way he looked in his skimpy bathing suit or the faded cut-offs that were really too small for him. She could feel the tingling sensation beginning in her loins again and was almost tempted to ask Mark to fuck her again.

But no, she would save herself for Steve. She now realized she had had a crush on him since seeing him for the first time in four years just two weeks ago. They were good friends now. She wondered if he felt the same way about her that she felt about him.

Would he want to fuck her too?

She knew he had never made it with another girl. He was shy with most girls, content to stay to himself. He was a loner. Yet he was comfortable with her. They talked. They laughed. They had fun together.

Susan wondered what he looked like naked, all tanned and beautiful. Would his cock be as big or bigger than his older brother's? Susan didn't care. Now that Mark had given her a taste of sex, she wanted to further explore that pleasure and all its avenues with Mark.

Her mouth watered. She wanted to taste his cock, to taste his seed cum, to taste his whole body. I'm turning so wicked, she thought, grinning to herself as Mark bent over to tie his sneakers.

She couldn't wait to see her young cousin again. Tonight, after their early dinner, it would happen. She knew a place — in the sand dunes. They would be all alone. She would have him if it killed her!

The Williams' summer cottage was located toward the end of a long stretch of beach. Mark's and Steve's parents were both writers and were both in the process of finishing novels. That meant the boys had to fend for themselves.