Day Dreamer - Cousins

Laurie pushed up from me, leaving a void, leaving me with a vacant feeling. She got to her knees, straddling me, and smiled with her secret smile. "Time for my last surprise," she murmured, standing to her feet. She went over to the cabinet where she had gotten the book and took out a small box. She brought it back, got down on her knees next to me, and put it in my hands. "My last surprise," she said. "A special gift just for us."

I looked down at the box and almost shouted in joy. Condoms! It was whole box-a three-pack-of condoms!

"God, Laurie…rubbers! This means…"

"Yeah," Laurie said, "it means you can put your cock in me now. It means you can make me a woman. It means we can actually fuck." Her words made a new surge of blood flow into my cock, and it swelled and throbbed like never before.

"I've never used a rubber before," I said. "I think all you have to do it just roll it on."

"If it's that easy, let me put it on you," Laurie said, taking one of the condoms out of the box and tearing off its foil wrapping. She took the rubber and put its cup over the glistening, wet head of my cock, and then started to roll it down onto its shaft. I couldn't hold my pelvis still in the process, and jerked my hips in little movements and circles. "How do you expect me to do this with you moving all over the place," Laurie said, half-frustrated and half-laughing.

I noticed, though, that the problem wasn't all me. Laurie's hands trembled as she prepared me for the final expression of our sexuality, for the final consummation of our desire to possess each other. She was excited as I was about the prospect of actual penetration, of having my cock buried deeply within her essence, the very core of her being. Despite our excitement, the rubber was finally rolled down all the way to the base of my cock and fitted like a second piece of skin. Laurie grabbed my cock shaft and worked her hand up and down. The lubricated rubber slipped up and down the shaft, sending jolts of love agony through me. I groaned at her action and murmured, "Oh, Laurie, that's so good. Even with a rubber on, the feeling is still unbelievable."

She looked down at my face, and her expectations, her anticipation of what was to come, showed in her eyes. She lowered her mouth to mine and we kissed very softly and gently, our tongues just lightly stroking each other. We could feel our hunger building, flaming, growing hotter, and we wanted to savor every nuance of this moment. Our hunger for each other was not mere lust, it was the incandescent first flares of youthful sexuality reaching out to each other. It was more, too, than raging sexual fire, it was a need to absorb each other, to devour, to possess each other totally. We each needed to be completely a part of the other.

Laurie broke the kiss and rolled over onto her back, the soft carpet cushioning her whole body. Her knees lifted up and her thighs spread wide apart. She moved her hands down to her swollen, dripping sex and spread the lips apart even wider than they were already gaping. She was completely open, fully exposed, turned up to me, waiting.

"Danny, I want you here, now. I want your cock in me, filling me. Make me fully a woman. Make real love to me now, Danny."

I got on my knees between her wide-spread thighs, scooting up so the very tip of my cock brushed against the slick-coated valley splitting them, and nestled it there lengthwise between the pouting labial lips. The sensation of her heat and lubricity and the soft, wet labial pressure filled my senses almost to overflowing. The urge to thrust the ramrod stiff member into her steaming love tunnel was almost irresistible, and I had to fight it, deferring that moment of truth, deferring what I knew would be the greatest pleasure a male and female can share: the pleasure, the sweet agony, the joy, the pain, the ultimate step of first penetration. I gazed down at her breasts, swelling upward, their nipples engorged, rigid. I wet my fingers in my mouth and lightly stroked them across the nipples, the areolas, and then all around the breasts. Goosebumps of pleasure appeared and Laurie sighed. Her hips moved in little involuntary undulations, reflecting her tingling, mounting ocean wave of desire.

A surge of tenderness swept over me as I touched and caressed Laurie. Sweet, precious Laurie. My Laurie, waiting for me to fulfill our heart's desire. I refused to question whatever fates had swept us together for this moment, determined only to make the most of them, to fulfill Laurie, to fulfill myself, to make us one.

Laurie had closed her eyes during my caresses and was beginning to tremble ever so slightly. Her hips were becoming more insistent, moving up and down, brushing against my cock lying there between our bodies. Creamy juices were overflowing around my cock, and it became coated and even more lubricated. Inside the rubber, I could feel my own flow seeping out and working its way around my cock, warm, slick, and liquid. My cock brushed against her clitoris and Laurie's body responded in even greater trembling and pressing of her hips against my intruding member. "Oh, Danny, Danny," she whispered, "do it now. I can't bear any more of this. I can't wait any longer."

Pulling back ever so slightly, I moved the head of my cock down to the opening of Laurie's little cave. Pressing in just a little, its head lodged in the opening, spreading it. Just a beginning, and it was already tight and hot, so hot. I wondered about her "test" to see if my cock would fit and began to worry about whether she would experience pain. Even if she wanted the pain, I'm not sure I could knowingly impose it. I eased my cock in another half-inch. It was still very tight. And hot, steamy hot, and so voluptuous. So far, no obstruction, no maidenhood guarding the entrance to Laurie's pleasure depths. I pushed some more and got about two more inches of purchase. It was tight, yes, but with my cock so rigid, penetrable.

Laurie was giving no signs of pain. To the contrary, she was moaning-moans of pleasure, not pain. Her hands were stroking my back and holding my buttocks, almost seeming to urge me on, to encourage greater and greater penetration. I was now half-way in. I stopped at this point and just held in place, enjoying the sensation. I leaned down and kissed Laurie, and asked, "Are you sure this doesn't hurt?"

Laurie looked up at me and answered. "No, no pain. Tight, yes, but it doesn't hurt at all."

Encouraged, I pushed a little more. Laurie hunched her hips up to me assisting and helping to speed the process. Another half-inch, and then another. Suddenly, Laurie put her hands behind my buttocks and pushed, hunching her hips up to mine at the same time. In one thrust, my buried itself, buried itself to its very base in Laurie. Laurie went "Unnnhhhh!" as I hit bottom.

I put my cheek down to Laurie's and murmured, "Oh, Laurie, I'm sorry. I didn't want it to hurt. I didn't want to hurt you."

Laurie wrapped her arms around my neck and kissed me all over my face, little kisses on my lips, my nose, my cheeks, my forehead. "Oh, dear, sweet Danny. You haven't hurt me. It doesn't hurt at all." She flung her head back, smiling, and said, "No, it feels…it feels…glorious! Absolutely glorious. Just like I dreamed it would feel."

Laurie spread her thighs even wider and to my surprise my cock slipped in another half inch. Our wet locks of pubic hair were intermingled, our pubic bones pressed hard against each other. Laurie's ankles moved up and locked around my calves, her hips spread to their widest, her sex completely and wetly gaping around the base of my deeply buried cock.

I moved my face to hers, my mouth eagerly searching. Our lips blended, our tongues gliding softly and gently over each other. Laurie's breasts were between us, little love cushions rubbing over my chest. I moved my chest against her breasts, enjoying the sensation of bare skin to bare skin. Her nipples were hard little nubbins, and I could feel them press into my flesh. Then I wrapped my arms completely around Laurie, lifting her, holding her tight against me. Unmoving, we lay locked together, flesh against flesh, interlinked through the throbbing connection of the eternal yin and yang merged together into just one.