Day Dreamer - Cousins

I reached for the buttons on her blouse to undo them, and she said, "No…I want to do it. I want to undress for you. Just sit down there and let me put on the Laurie Show." Dumbfounded at my good fortune, I sat down on the sofa, my heart beating fast and my cock throbbing in anticipation of Laurie's show.

Laurie stood there in front of me and slowly ran her tongue over her lips, making them even wetter and more pouty. The music was still playing, and with half-closed eyes she started swaying to the music's slow beat. Her hands went to the front of her blouse and with agonizingly slow movements, she unbuttoned it. Moving the loosened front of her blouse, she flashed me a glimpse of one bra-covered breast and then the other. The turned her back to me, and working the blouse loose from her arms, she shrugged and it fell to the floor. She slowly turned back, her hands in front, each covering a breast. In a graceful motion, she sat down on the floor, carefully spreading the skirt so it covered almost all of her, and removed her shoes and socks. She then stood, deliberately giving me a momentary view of her thighs. Although Laurie was still mostly dressed with skirt and bra still on, the pure sensuality of her actions coupled with the anticipation of what was still to be seen had me gasping and drooling: gasping for breath and drooling a flood of excited pre-seminal secretions. I caught myself holding my breath and had to force myself to breathe normally.

Laurie next put her hands behind her back, feeling for the catch of her bra. I could see the cups fall loose from her breasts as the catch came undone. She turned her back to me once more and shrugged the straps from off her shoulders. When she turned back, she was holding the cups in place. Slowly she let the right one fall away, revealing the full breast, its nipple, and crinkled areola. The other cup fell away and her arm and bra fell to her side. Her breasts were now completely bare, nipples upright at rigid attention. She let the bra fall to the floor and then threw back her shoulders, raising her mounds to stand proudly in all their magnificence. She put her finger tips to her mouth, licked them, and then ran the saliva over her nipples and areolas, teasing them to even greater rigidity. She looked directly into my eyes, and the look told me she was enjoying showing her body to me.

Catching the beat of the music again, Laurie started once again to sway-her eyes hooded over and half-closed. She put her hands under her breasts and caressed them. Then, slowly, the hands stroked down her exposed middle to the top of her skirt. She undid the button and the skirt loosened from her waist. I held my breath in anticipation of its fall to the floor, of the awaited view of the very essence of Laurie's sex. She thwarted my desires by catching the skirt and turning away from me. She dropped the skirt so that one buttock was revealed and then down even further so the mounds of both her perfect ass globes could be seen. Then she released the skirt and it fell to the floor, forming a circle about her feet. Her whole back was now totally revealed to me-the smooth arch and the cleft that split her ass and curved under to her hot core.

She stepped out of the circle of her skirt, spreading her thighs, and I had a brief glimpse of the swollen lips and glistening valley of her vulva. With a graceful pivot, she turned back to me. An arm now covered her breasts and a hand fanned in front of her sex, like a flesh-and-blood fig leaf. Then she lowered her arms to her side, closed her eyes, bowed her head, and stood immobile, an young Venus, a perfect nymph, a fully revealed child-woman. No where in the world could there have been someone more beautiful, a girl more desirable, a woman more sensual than Laurie was at that moment.

I realized I had been holding my breath through the final minutes of her revelation, and I gasped for air, dizzy-headed. I wanted to applaud, stamp my feet, stand up and cheer, but all I could do was sit there, struck mute. Before my very eyes, little shy Laurie had been transformed. Like a butterfly emerging from its cocoon, Laurie's new-found sexuality, her new sparkle, was turning her into a newer, even more beautiful and desirable woman.

Laurie walked to me, leaned over, and kissed me every so gently on the lips. When she did, her thighs spread and the lips of her sex split wide, revealing the whole secretion-coated area. Her juicy cream had continued to flow and covered the insides of her thighs almost down to the knees. I put my hand down and stroked through the slick coating, sliding up to make contact with her inflamed vulva. "Oh, I'm so wet," she said. "Wetter than even last time. Without panties, I'm running just all over the place. I need to get a cloth and dry myself."

"Don't you dare," I said. "I love the way you cream like that, and I want you keep all of it." I put my whole palm against the inside of her thigh and stroked my hand through the slick juice, caressing from her knee to flax-covered edge of her labia.

Laurie pulled back from me and said, "No, not yet, Danny. You get naked first. Put me on a show now. Put me on a Danny show." Then, dropping her hand so that her fingers stroked through her love juice, she said, "Make me even wetter, Danny."

Though I knew anything I might do would appear clumsy, even ludicrous, compared to Laurie's stunning and beautiful revelation of her body, I wanted more than anything in the world to please her, to try to give her pleasure in return for that she had just given me. So, in imitation her actions, I stood up, moved in front of her, and removed my shirt, slowly and what I hoped would be teasingly. Instead of sitting to remove my shoes, I lifted each foot and removed my shoes and socks that way. I undid the top button of my jeans, and slowly, inch by slow inch, lowered the zipper. The front of my jeans fell open, revealing my upper groin, still concealed by my Jockey shorts.

Laurie had been silent, watching my every movement. One of her hands had fallen to between her thighs, where she was tracing a small circle with her finger tips in the coating of wet cream that had flowed over her there. She seemed to be caught up in watching me and oblivious to her hand action. It may have been stimulating to her, but the sensuality of the action was even more stimulating to me. I continued to watch her hand as I slowly lowered my jeans downward to my thighs, allowing my pentup erection to fill out the front of my shorts. Laurie's finger tips moved upward and stroked the crease that formed the line between her hip and mount of Venus, tracing the line back and forth. I pushed my jeans all the way to the floor and stepped out of them. Then I thrust out my hips, forcing my still-hidden but bulging hard-out out for her view. Laurie moved her fingers even higher, right along the edge of her labia, gently and idly stroking and caressing the beginnings of her pleasure center.

I turned my back to her then and started lowering the shorts down over the cheeks of my ass. I pulled them down below my hips and leaned over from the waist to remove them from my feet. I knew that pose would reveal my balls hanging down, the bush of hair surrounding them, and the base of my cock. I held the pose for more than necessary to give her a longer view. Then I turned back to her, my cock fully extended, inflamed, and dripping with my pre-cum flow. I stood still, the only movement being my cock's little nods up and down as it throbbed in concert with each heart beat. Her fingers were actually in her pussy now, and lightly stroked over and around her clitoris. Whatever I may have thought of my show, it was obvious that Laurie liked it. She parted her legs even more, and throwing her head back and moving her hand over her whole soaking vulva, she said hoarsely, "Oh, God, Danny, I'm practically gushing."

Then, without waiting for anything else from me, she stood, put one hand behind my head, and with lips spread open and tongue already extended, she put her mouth to mine and kissed me deeply. Her other hand dropped to my turgid cock and lightly stroked up and down its shaft. Drops of lubricant that had been building up in my cock flowed over her fingers, and she spread my male juices over the swollen head and vein-covered shaft. I groaned in the pure pleasure of her touch and thrust my swollen member against the hand causing me such sweet agony.