John Kellerman - Balling cousins

When she touched it a certain way, my cock seemed about to unload hot cream onto her sucking tongue. But when she'd massage it in a new place, I dangled in an excruciating limbo. Turbulent and tingling sensations poured over my skin. I gripped the back of the chair beside me until my knuckles turned white. With Jessica's finger working secretly inside my ass, I knew I couldn't come until she was ready for it.

She took her mouth away from my prickhead with a pop, shot off a quick smile, then bathed the underside of my meat with warm saliva. I ached to have my cock deep in her mouth again, but Jessica was enjoying the lovely torture she was inflicting. Wetly she fluttered her tongue over the streamlined barb of my knob again poked and petted the pulsing lump of dynamite that ached to explode. Every time the tickling beginning of my orgasm started, Jessica would tease it back again with a knowing touch.

"You sweet boy," she breathed, kissing her way back to my balls again, pumping the skin of my cock with her closed fingers.

I tried to say something but couldn't make the words come out. Finally I contented myself with watching the raven-haired beauty on her knees before me. The way her head bobbed as she sucked my dong. The way her tile rose with each breath. Even the way her feet looked, pink soles facing up and her toes pointed back prettily along the rug.

But now I was closer to that evasive edge of joy. And Jessica's sensitive touch seemed to tell her just how hot my fires raged. She lightened her delicate massage inside my ass and nipped her teeth around the bottom of my heated prick. Her tongue formed a deep U under my cockhead then and she rocked her head faster. The spasms of my coming began so slowly that I had to rest my elbows on the chair back while I gasped with unexpected lust. Jessica was digging my prostate with her fingernail now and the maddening tickle grew sharper. Her cheeks made little hollows as she sucked my prick furiously. The first surge of cream pushed up into my tubes, but it was all so slow that my head spun with dizziness. Again Jess swathed her tongue wildly against the underside of my meat, urging the jizz out. The hot fuck cream was foaming into my cock now and suddenly she started massaging in a new place with her long finger. My gland convulsed so sharply that my shoulders bucked, and the first hot jet of seed frothed into Jessica's throat. I could feel my ass muscles tighten around her invading finger, but Jessica kept it there, enticing the thick curds of hot jizz from my balls in slow, hot waves. Her mouth curved and sucked around the drum-tight head of my cock as the seed boiled out. My eyes were closed. I wasn't even in the motel room any more. All I remember was the unbelievable sensation of Jessie pulling her finger from my whole as I fell limply across the bed. There was the sound of water in the bathroom as my clever cousin washed her hands. Then I heard her slow, blind footsteps as she came back across the room.

"Say something, darling, so I know where the bed is."

"Here," I managed to say. I felt a towel dabbed between my asscheeks as Jessica wiped the cold cream off.

"You were wonderful!" she whispered, kissing the small of my back. "My panties got soaking wet just doing it to you like tat." There was the loving touch of her hand on my still-tingling butt. "I hope you liked it."

I turned onto my side and stared at her lovely features, trying to think of how to put my feelings into words. "Jessica, I liked…"

Her sweet giggles cut me off. "Oh, I knew you would!" She was all over me then, kissing my shoulders and neck and face, thrusting her sharp hips against my stomach.

"I love you, baby!" I said, pushing back her black hair so I could find an ear.

"Now, why don't you rest awhile so we can play some more later!"

I didn't really go to sleep. But I did close my eyes and think about the girl I'd brought with me. She was the kind of chick most guys dreamed about and when I remembered that I'd almost let her slip away, I knew I still had a lot to learn about life. A half-hour must've passed before I felt like getting up. Jessica was sitting in a chair in the corner of the room, the tiny white panties still the only thing covering her body. She heard me stir and walked in her slow, feeling way to the bed. It was then that I noticed she had a bright-colored scarf in her hand.

"Feel like playing?" she asked in a devilish kind of way.

"Uh-huh," I said, nodding, and slipping my hands around behind. The parities rode so low on her round butt that I could feel the start of the pretty divide where her asscheeks came together. I started to inch the silk underwear down, but Jessica switched her ass away and began to twirl the scarf into a narrow band.

"Let's make things a little more even," she sighed. "Then we'll see how good you can catch a mate." The silk felt nice against my closed lids and I could smell Jessie's scent in it, too. She pulled the two ends tight behind my head and knotted them.

"Jessica, you're the craziest chick."

The bed jiggled and she was gone. "Catch me if you can!" There was the sound of her footsteps and then silence. I thrust my hands out in front of me and lunged in the direction of the last sounds. But my fingers clawed empty air. There was a little snort from my right but I pretended not to hear, trying to judge the distance to the bed and where my impish cousin might be. Then I moved quickly. For an instant my hand touched warm girl flesh, but then I knew that Jessica had been ready. A slender leg cut the front of my ankles and her hands pushed hard against my back. I went sprawling across the mattress while Jessica laughed behind me.

"How… did you do that?" I asked, grinning. For a moment I'd almost thought that Jessica had regained her sight.

"It just takes a little practice," she giggled. "I've had plenty."

More footsteps circling me. Silence. I felt the edge of the bed and walked around it. With the scented scarf so close to my nose I couldn't even sniff out my mischievous lover. I'd never realized how being without sight could make something was difficult. But I wasn't ready to give up yet. It was obvious that Jessica was making sounds and then moving silently to another spot. She was drawing me like a hunter might call a duck, but when I got there, she pounced from another angle. This time when I heard her footsteps, I guessed that she'd moved to the right. I waited until I thought she'd stopped. Then I lunged, grabbing.

Jessica's strong, slim arms circled my middle from behind, and her laugh tickled my back. The firm little stalks of her tits made me tingle all over.

"You crazy cunt!" I laughed, trying to turn. This time she spun me around before she pushed me down on the bed. As I fell, I felt her fingers lovingly brush my cock. I shivered with desire for my elusive dark-haired witch. And a blind witch at that.

But now my senses were telling me more. Instead of moving so much, I stayed still so I could hear the soft padding of Jessica's narrow feet. When I held my breath, I found I could even hear breathing. She feinted with a sound and came alongside me again. For a second I was sure she was between me and the bed. I had her! Opening my arms I jumped forward and Jessica's squirming body was suddenly surrounded by my hug. We stumbled and went down across the bed, both of us laughing. Her warmth pressed me everywhere: hips, breasts, belly. Not being able to see her made me savor each radiant sensation. I could feel the brief panties where they cut low across her silken belly and the sweet, musky aroma of her cunt wafted up to my nostrils. When she flailed her legs and the smooth skin of her inner thighs brushed my own, I couldn't take it any longer.

I jerked the silk scarf from my eyes and tossed it away. Jessie touched my face, then smiled knowingly. "You just had to see what you were touching, didn't you?"