John Kellerman: Balling cousins

On tiptoes, I inched forward until I was standing almost in her room. My cock had stiffened out in front of me, but the excitement gave me courage.

I winced as Jessica turned to face me but reminded myself that only noise could give me away. I watched her hook her thumbs under the elastic of her panties. Then she rocked her hips slightly and skinned the sheer thing down.

I held my breath and gripped the edge of the doorframe. Now I could see that Jessica had started a tan. The lustrous thatch of dark cunt hair seemed even darker against the whiteness of her skin where a bikini had shielded the sun's rays. Now that I looked closer, I could see that her tits looked whiter, too. It dawned on me that blind girls could get some sun just like everybody else. The light-blue panties puddled at Jessica's feet and she stepped out of them. Her titties jiggled then, and I could see they were every bit as big as Bonnie Gordon's. Only Jessie's boobs were firmer, higher on her chest. Her belly was flat and firm with only a slight roundish swell below the shallow navel.

My cousin took off her dark glasses next, felt for the bedside table and set them on it. Even with that blank look blind people always have, her wide-set eyes were very pretty. The thin dark brows and long lashes helped make them that way. When Jessica turned half-around and edged cautiously towards the bed, I got a good look at the firm twin swells of her ass. There was a small birthmark on one cheek, round like a quarter. She sat down and cupped her hands under both tits.

It was hard for me to breathe without making any noise at all, but I knew that blind people hear a lot better than the average person and the last thing I wanted was for Jessie to discover me standing there in the doorway to her room. Her thumbs moved over her nipples until they were standing out from the dark rosettes. She gave another sigh and let her hands fall down to her thighs. My eyes widened as I watched her open her legs. Jessica was facing back in my direction and I could see her fingernails reflected in the moonlight – four on each fur-edged lip of her cunt. Slowly she pulled her slit apart. It opened with a wet, sticky sound and Jessica pressed a finger into the wet pink inner meat and rubbed it back and forth. Then her shoulders gave a jerk and she flopped back on the bed, squirming herself up until her feet were flat on the mattress, knees bent. I could hardly believe my luck. Already I was more aroused than I'd been trying to get into Bonnie's cunt on her aunt's sofa.

Lying on her back like that made Jessie's titties flatten out and I could see where the sides of her chest had filled some. But her boobs were still pretty big, the dark little nipple stalks pushing straight up. Her breathing was ragged and I had to grab my cock when she straightened one leg and tucked the other heel back against her ass. I could see the hint of something glossy between the fur where her fingers tickled. The faster she stroked and shoved against the soppy inner cunt membranes the more her pussy seemed to bloom open. The slippery noises grew louder. Jessica tossed her head back and forth, black hair exploding over the light colored bedspread.

"Goooddd!" she sighed, fanning her toes. I could see the tendons in her ankles tighten and relax and the aroma of her taint filled my nostrils. It was sharp and sexy like Teeny Buston's cunt had smelled there in the back of my car while Jim fucked her… only Jessica's was muskier. I liked it better. When my cousin tossed her hips on the bed and started a frantic pumping motion, I pumped the skin of my cock a few times and glanced down to see the head swell purple with blood. Jessica gave another whimper and then a long, shuddering whine. In the moonlight I could see the glossy pussy juice on the tips of her fingers. But the first finger on her right hand was shiny all the way back to the third knuckle. I leaned forward, staring to see why. Jessica cocked her thighs as far apart as they'd go. I heard her hip joint pop as she trembled with the strain. Now her rosy cunt folds were stretched wide and as I watched, she slid that shiny finger down her gash until suddenly it sank out of sight. The membranes were darker there and I had to stifle a gasp as she swirled the finger savagely around inside her hole, rubbing her thumb over the small flesh knot of her clit at the same time.

"Jesus God!" she mumbled, her breath catching on the words. Now both heels were tucked against her ass, knees still wide apart.

The delicate meat of her asscheeks bounced as she plunged and writhed her hips around in a dozen different directions at once. I saw two fingers plunge into her cunt and then three. Jessica began to flick them in and out, going deeper in her oozing hole each time. With the other hand she worked and pinched at her clitoris until it was standing out from the dainty, juice-soaked meat of her gash.

My legs went weak as hot blood pulsed in my hardened cock. A furious spasm ran through Jessica's long, lithe body. Her fingers fluttered and dug at her spread-open cunt, and her head tossed feverishly on the bed.

"Uhhhhh… uhh… uhh!" she moaned, hunching her ass hard enough to make the mattress thump. Then the room was suddenly as silent as the inside of a library.

I stilled my own frenzied breathing, afraid she might hear me. After what seemed like a long time, Jessica pulled her butter-slick hands out from behind her puffy cuntlips and rolled face down on the bed. Just to make sure, I waited until her breathing deepened and evened out. When I was positive she was asleep, I eased back into my own room and closed the door. I had a terrific desire to jack off but since I'd been saving for a wet dream for two weeks and Bonnie hadn't given me any satisfaction that night, I figured I might just as well wait. A month before I'd had a Technicolor fantasy of Teeny Buston on her knees in front of me, her mouth full of cock. It had been so real that I'd even envisioned the class ring she wore on her finger. I could still see it as she brought her pale hand up to steady my spurting cock. Maybe tonight I'd dream about Jessica. Jessica stretched out on her bed with me on top of her, pushing the head of my prick into that hot, soaked cunt hole.

As I began to drift off, my mind spun happily with the fantastic finger-fucking scene I'd just watched. I could remember every detail, every excitement Jessica had brought to her aching cunt. And then the room was drifting away as the blanket of sleep covered my thoughts.

The sun felt good on my back as I leaned across a fender and adjusted the idle till the Ford sounded smooth. My old man was coming across the lawn, but I pretended I didn't see him.

"How's she running, son?" He leaned against the car and put his foot on the front bumper, clearing his throat. "I put a college catalog in with your junk in back. Something for you to look through while you're at the cabin."

I nodded and fiddled with the carb some more, even though the engine sounded beautiful now. Janey sprinted across the lawn. She had her new camera, the Polaroid that my folks had gotten her for Easter. "Hold it, you two!" she squealed, frowning into the viewfinder. The shutter clicked and Janey bounded off again, giggling with excitement.

Once more I caught myself taking in the shifting swells of her taut little ass. The yellow shorts she had on looked like they'd been painted there with a brush. Janey met my mother and Jessica coming down the lawn and took my cousin's arm. Jessie's corduroy bell-bottoms were every bit as tight as my sister's shorts. They just covered more of her, that's all. I closed the hood and put my screwdriver in the glove compartment. My dad stood there like he wasn't through talking but couldn't think of what else to say.

"You can sit by the window, Jessica," Janey said, slipping into the wide front seat.